Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Chapter 1393: Chapter 1387: Only One Choice Left…

Li Wei stared quietly at Wei Gang for a long time.

He then slowly surveyed everyone around him.

Those prying divine senses were extraordinarily quiet; like mere bystanders in an audience, Wei Gang’s words had guided them from contemplation to helplessness, and ultimately to consensus and acceptance.

Li Wei realized that he had lost—on this day, he had been thoroughly and utterly defeated.

He had unexpectedly exposed the Wenren family’s hundred-thousand-year secret, yet it had not turned the people of the world against them as he had anticipated.

He had intended to use this revelation to make the major factions of the Imperial Dynasty rally behind the Azure Cloud Li Clan, hoping they would at least join in mutual indignation to eradicate the Wenren family, or rise up together to confront the immortals.

Yet what was torn away was not the Wenren family’s filthy veil.

What he had laid bare was the Imperial Dynasty’s ugliest, lowest bottom line—a threshold so fragile and wretched, preceded by a trail of other principles that had already been shredded to pieces.

Their bottom line was in continuous, relentless retreat.

People like Wei Gang would mount the moral high ground, championing their despicable actions as paragon virtues, shamelessly proclaiming that everything they did was for the greater good of the mortal realm!

“I will go beg Her Majesty the Empress to grant the Southern Frontier to you!”

The most brilliant prodigy of the Wenren family, Wenren Zikun, stepped forward.

His eyes still held the smoldering hatred of seeing his Patriarch perish at the hands of the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor, yet he understood Li Wei’s terrifying strength.

Suppressing the urge for vengeance within his heart, seeking only to make the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor leave, he addressed Li Wei with earnest deference before the watchful eyes of the Wenren Clan cultivators:

“The Azure Cloud Li Clan is already the Guardian of the Southern Frontier, yet you possess only Azure Cloud Prefecture.

If you leave the Imperial Capital, the entirety of the Southern Frontier will belong to you.

Across the Prefectures of the Southern Frontier, every single title held exclusively by your Li Clan. You will command a million immortal soldiers!”

“All of this will be honored once Ancestor Lan perishes!

I swear, after this ordeal is over, we will return the complete lands of Azure Cloud Prefecture to you; all we ask is that you withdraw from the Southern Frontier.”

Seeing the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor remain completely silent, he gritted his teeth and added,

“Furthermore, there is the post of the Grand Sage Master! Our Wenren family will petition the Empress to institute this brand-new office for you.

This position will rival the Grand Preceptor and Imperial Preceptor, standing even above them! Someone from your Azure Cloud Li Clan will stand beneath only one, and above tens of millions!”

“And then there are the immortals! Our Wenren family has exploited the immortals for so long, and a final battle will inevitably come.

Twenty immortals—half of them Heavenly Immortals—will all be delivered into the hands of the Li Clan.”

“I can swear a blood oath!”

The Li Clan’s Old Ancestor remained utterly silent.

Everyone stared fixedly at the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor.

These terms offered staggering, astronomical benefits; they could hardly fathom the heights the Azure Cloud Li Clan would reach under such an accord.

The cold wind stirred the black mist around the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor.

For a prolonged silence, he merely wiped his long spear, the only sound being the violent snapping of the black mist whipping in the freezing wind.

“Forty immortals, three Spirit Treasures!” Wenren Zikun gritted his teeth once more.

The Wenren clansmen furrowed their brows—it was far too much, yet none stepped forward to stop him.

“Accept it,” Wei Gang sighed deeply.

“The Southern Frontier can never win. Your stubbornness will only bring greater calamity upon the Southern Frontier, and those calamities will drag the entire Imperial Dynasty into an inescapable abyss.”

“Fuck the ancestors of your eight generations.”

Discarding the torn cloth ripped from Wenren Yiyuan’s corpse, Li Wei’s eyes turned crystal-clear as he uttered the words with casual nonchalance.

“What?” With tear-blurred eyes, Wei Gang froze.

The Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s voice had been too quiet; he had not heard clearly.

“I said, fuck the ancestors of your eight generations.”

The moment the words left Li Wei’s mouth, spatial rifts throughout the entire Wenren estate trembled violently.

As looks of sheer horror washed over everyone’s faces in that fleeting instant—

The Li Clan’s Old Ancestor had already materialized beside Wenren Zikun.

This junior, who had just set down an astonishing accord for the entire Wenren family, looked down with wide, disbelieving eyes.

His soul began to convulse, and the light in his eyes instantly dissolved into a vacant haze.

He could not comprehend why—after offering such immense grace to the Azure Cloud Li Clan—the Li Clan’s Old Ancestor’s long spear had still mercilessly impaled his body.

And so, laden with bewilderment and despairing grievance, he plunged into eternal oblivion.

“Zikun!!!”

The cultivators of the Wenren Immortal Clan roared in grief and fury.

The cultivators throughout the Wenren Grotto-Heaven Blessed Land snapped back to their senses amidst the instantaneous turn of events as wind and clouds surged wildly!

Li Wei wrenched the long spear out, roaring amidst the torrent of techniques converging from the heavens:

“Fuck the ancestors of every single one of you eight generations!”

Spatial power detonated instantly.

Reappearing right before the furious and disillusioned Wei Gang, cultivators charged toward him from all directions.

The North Star Spirit-Breaking Spear lunged forward, Li Wei following close behind, the Tai Chi Dao method detonating with sudden, explosive force.

In his eyes, only a chilling glint remained, locked upon the North Star Spirit-Breaking Spear before him.

A roar cannot awaken those feigning sleep.

The North Star Spirit-Breaking Spear, it seemed, could not either.

Then there was only one choice left…

Put them to sleep forever!

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