My whole clan is a master, I have become invincible by investing in my clan members

For a moment, the originally tense atmosphere suddenly turned into harmony.

Some people even immediately suggested whether it would be possible to compile a list of suitable treasures in advance so that they could use them as a reference when Jiang Chen arrived.

Feng Qingli didn't say much about this, just looked at her father.

Zi Ling pondered for a moment, then laughed out loud:

"Hahaha, okay! Li'er, let's do as you say."

"Pass the order down, open the treasury to the public, list the items you want to choose from, and let Jiang Chen choose when he arrives."

"In addition, the recasting ceremony for the Burning Sky Phoenix Feather Spear will officially begin in three days!"

"My Divine Phoenix Clan will once again shock the world!"

When everyone heard this, they all bowed and saluted, shouting:

"Follow orders!!"

Voices rose into the sky, shaking the entire Shenhuang Palace slightly!

..............

at the same time.

the other side.

The headquarters of the Jiuyu Emperor clan.

In the Wanyue Palace floating above the sky.

Ling Junze was standing in the hall.

In front of him, several elders of the Jiuyu clan were staring at him with complicated expressions:

"You said... you actually let that person choose four treasures from our clan's treasury?"

"Jun Ze, do you still remember that you haven't established your position as the Son of God yet?"

"Do you know the consequences of acting on your own initiative like this?"

The leader was an old man with white eyebrows. His eyes were like lightning, his words were cold and harsh, and his face was full of displeasure.

And below, those young members of the Nine Imperial Clan who were qualified to compete for the title of God's Son were even more sarcastic and gloating:

"Oh, what a grand gesture! Four treasures from the Jiuyu Treasury... Brother Junze, are you planning to use the clan's heritage to win the favor of outsiders?"

"Tsk tsk, do you really think the position of Son of God is already in your pocket and you can squander the family resources at will?"

"If this matter is not punished, I am afraid that everyone in my Jiuyu Emperor Clan will be disheartened!"

"Perhaps Jiang Chen is simply a pawn arranged by him to gain control of the clan's resources. He's acting in unison and directing his own actions. Does he really think we're blind?"

At once, everyone attacked together!

It should be noted that Ling Junze is the one who has awakened the purest imperial blood, and is also the biggest obstacle for them to seize the position of the Son of God.

If there is a chance to disqualify them from running for office, they will naturally be unwilling to give it up!

Ling Junze looked disdainful when he heard this.

He was too lazy to pay attention to the ridicule of his fellow tribesmen.

But when he turned around and looked at the elders, he found...

The elders who had guided him on his path of cultivation, the ones who had encouraged him to "take on the responsibility for Jiuyu", were now talking in low voices, some nodded slightly, some seemed to be thinking about something, and some even showed their agreement.

For a moment, his heart trembled slightly.

"I seek profit for my family and a future partner."

"But they only saw the words 'privately promised resources'."

This made him feel a little chilled.

But in the end, he didn't question or defend himself. He just took a deep breath, suppressed all the emotions in his heart, and said:

"Elders."

"I admit that I made the decision on my own to promise the right to the treasury this time."

"But I only ask one thing—"

"Brother Jiang, a peerless figure who defeated a great sage with his saintly body and achieved the title of Heavenly Armor in the Secret Realm of Space and Time, is not worthy of these four treasures?"

His voice was not loud, but it echoed in the hall like a morning bell and an evening drum.

Four seats and one silence.

Many elders looked at each other, and although they said nothing, they showed some signs of hesitation.

However, some people still shook their heads in denial:

"Jun Ze, the secret realm of time and space is still a secret realm after all, and it is difficult to distinguish true from false."

"Your status is still uncertain, so you shouldn't overstep your authority and make promises to the clan."

"What's more—are you sure that person is worthy of our clan's four most precious treasures?"

After hearing this, Ling Junze's eyes became stern.

He looked directly at the elder, his tone as firm as iron:

"I'm not sure you want to believe that."

"But I'm sure—"

"If I wait for him to rise up and come looking for me, Jiu Yu..."

"We may not be able to exchange four treasures for the opportunity to make friends!"

As soon as the words fell, the hall fell into silence again.

At this moment, he no longer argued or sought confirmation, but simply bowed deeply.

"If the clan needs to be punished for what happened today, I have no complaints."

"But no matter what, I will fulfill my promise."

"I can repay these four treasures with my life's achievements, Ling Junze."

"I am willing to stake my own fate on Jiuyu..."

"Betting on him, Jiang Chen, in the future - to become the strongest and suppress the Eight Desolations!!"

After saying that, he leaned down and put his forehead to the ground.

The elders looked at each other with complicated expressions in their eyes.

At this moment, no one spoke.

..........

After a few breaths of silence.

A young member of the tribe still said stubbornly: "Haha, brother, you are only at the Saint level now, and you still have a long way to go in the future."

"Do you really think that your life's achievements are worth the four treasures in the treasury?"

The tone was contemptuous and full of sarcasm.

However, just as he finished speaking, a hoarse voice sounded outside the palace door:

"absurd!"

As soon as these words were spoken, they instantly attracted everyone's attention.

They looked over subconsciously and saw an old man in a blue-gray robe, hunched over, leaning on a cane, slowly walking in from the temple door.

When they saw his appearance clearly, they were all shocked.

He immediately made way for him with a respectful look on his face.

Seeing this, Ling Junze was also stunned: "Grandpa?"

The person who came was his grandfather - Ling Kusang!

One of the most dazzling great saints of the Jiuyu Emperor Clan in the past!

He once swept through many hostile forces and made great military achievements!

Unfortunately, he encountered a powerful enemy thousands of years ago and was seriously injured while protecting his family.

Now, he only has the ninth level of Great Saint Realm cultivation and a lot of combat power, but because of the disordered laws in his body, he is almost a cripple and has not set foot here for a long time.

But today, he came!

At this time, Ling Kusang walked into the hall and stood in front of Ling Junze.

He looked at his grandson kneeling on the ground with a complicated look in his eyes and whispered:

"Get up."

"A man should stand tall and upright, and should not bow down to these short-sighted people."

Ling Junze was stunned and stood up subconsciously.

Ling Kusang's eyes slowly swept over all the elders present and he said, "That's all."

"Don't think I don't know what you youngsters, a bunch of old guys, are thinking about every day."

"Although Junze acted on his own initiative, he never did so for his own selfish ends."

"He's fighting for the family's future!"

"Whether these four treasures are worthwhile or not, we will know for sure in the future."

He paused, his eyes darkening slightly:

"If you truly feel that his life's achievements are not enough to compensate for it, then—" he suddenly leaned on his crutch with his right hand, "add my achievements, will that be enough?"

"If that's not enough—"

"Then include everyone from my Ling Kusang lineage!"

The hall was dead silent!

Just listen to his every word:

"My parents died fighting for Jiu Yu!"

"I myself was crippled for protecting my clan. Now my Dao foundation is completely destroyed, and I am no different from a cripple!"

"Jun Ze's father also fought a bloody battle with hostile forces to protect our clan's resources, and finally died by self-destruction!"

"Even Junze's mother—don't pretend you don't remember."

"The reason our ancestor was able to live for thousands of years was because Jun Ze's mother sacrificed her own life to obtain a life-extending spiritual root from the Ancient Wilderness Blood Pond!"

"Tell me, how much merit has my lineage made for the clan?"

"Could it be that I can't even exchange it for—just four treasures?!"

When the voice fell, everyone in the hall had different expressions.

Many elders looked ashamed and lowered their heads in silence.

The young tribesman who had just made sarcastic remarks turned red in the face, lowered his head and retreated into the crowd, not daring to say another word.

a long time.

At the top, a white-haired old man sighed:

"We have nothing to say about what our uncle said."

"This matter...will be in accordance with Junze's wishes."

"There will be no further accountability for the treasure house matter."

Ling Kusang nodded lightly after hearing this.

Then, he turned to look at his grandson and softened his voice: "Jun Ze."

"Since you have made a promise to Jiu Yu, you must remember what you said today."

"You set up this game yourself."

"If you want to gamble, then win!"

“Don’t let those who slander you wait until they can laugh at you.”

Ling Junze nodded suddenly: "Yes!"

"Jun Ze will never betray the promise he made today—"

"This bet is sure to win!"

The whole audience was speechless, only Ling Junze's voice echoed in the hall for a long time!

...

Shortly after.

The crowd in the hall gradually dispersed.

And Ling Junze also left with Ling Kusang.

He finally stopped when he came to a quiet mountain forest.

The world was silent, with only the sound of the breeze.

"call……"

Ling Kusang let out a long sigh, and suddenly started coughing so hard that he almost fell to his knees!

"grandfather!"

Ling Junze was shocked and hurried forward to support him.

He reached for his vest with one hand, using his holy power to soothe the surging blood and energy in his body.

"Is this a relapse of your old injury?"

"Hurry, I'll take you back—"

"Ahem... cough... you little brat, why are you panicking?"

Ling Kusang raised his hand to stop him and shook his head, saying, "It's just an old problem. You know that."

"This little bit of pain is nothing."

Ling Junze clenched his teeth, his eyes full of complexity.

Yes, of course he knew.

Grandpa’s injury is not some “old problem”.

But it was caused by the battle that year, which broke the laws in the body and damaged the soul.

The injuries were so severe that even with the profound knowledge of the Jiuyu Emperor Clan, there was nothing they could do!

"To heal this injury, unless..." Ling Junze murmured softly, clenching his fists, "unless I can find the Taixuan Life Root Ganoderma."

Taixuan Life Root Zhi!

It is a quasi-emperor-level treasure born at the place where the destiny of heaven and earth intersects!

Because it integrates a large amount of original energy, it can reshape the laws, nourish the soul, and repair the body!

The effect is so strong that it is unmatched even for a Great Sage!

Even a seriously injured and dying quasi-emperor can recover quickly and return against the will of heaven as long as he refines this item!

Because of this, the value of this item is inestimable!

Even in the records of Daluo Tianwang for more than one million years, the number of times it appeared did not exceed the number of two palms!

And every time it appears, it will be fought over and destroyed by the major imperial clans, dynasties, holy places, and ancient clans!

In this situation, how could a little saint like him get involved?

but--

Ling Junze's eyes were determined, and he thought to himself, "Even so, even if it costs me my life, I will find it!"

He has lost his father.

Also lost his mother.

Now, I must not lose grandpa again!

At this time, Ling Kusang looked at his grandson's expression and couldn't help but shook his head slightly:

"Jun Ze, you are the last bloodline of my lineage."

"Never act impulsively or recklessly."

"If the Taixuan Life Root Ganoderma cannot be found in one's lifetime, then it is fate and cannot be forced..."

The closer he gets to the end of his life, the more he can see life and death clearly and take gains and losses lightly.

He did not want his grandson to take a path of no return, trading his life for his own.

Ling Junze was silent for a long time, and finally nodded heavily, and replied in a low voice: "Yes..."

Although he agreed on the surface, he already had his own plans in mind.

..........

The two looked at each other in silence for a while.

Suddenly, Ling Kusang seemed to remember something and frowned as he asked, "By the way, Junze, was it you who killed Yan Wuye?"

Ling Junze was slightly stunned when he heard this.

"what?"

"Nightmare without Night?"

He frowned, obviously not reacting, even a little confused.

"Wait...Grandpa, what did you say? That guy is dead?!"

Ling Kusang looked at his subconscious expression, his brows relaxed slightly, and explained:

"Not long ago, Yan Wuye died in the Secret Realm of Time and Space, causing his real body's soul to be shattered and his true spirit to be annihilated, leaving only an empty shell."

"Afterwards, his adoptive father, Heiyuan, was furious and publicly vowed to find the murderer."

"And you just happened to return from the Secret Realm of Time and Space. The timing is simply too coincidental... Naturally, I'm overthinking it."

Ling Junze: “…….”

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he lowered his head in thought, recalling his experiences in the secret realm.

After a moment, his eyes fixed, and the figure that made countless creatures in the world tremble emerged in his mind—

The Taoist Master....

"Could it be..."

Ling Junze's body trembled, and a bold guess came to his mind.

"Could it be that Senior Tongtian just wiped him out with a wave of aftermath?"

When this thought came to his mind, he couldn't help but laugh.

But unfortunately, this possibility is getting higher and higher!

After all, although Yan Wuye is cunning, his strength is far from enough to compete with the power of the quasi-emperor.

If you are really hit head-on, there is a possibility that you will die on the spot!

Ling Kusang seemed to see what he was thinking and asked in a deep voice, "What do you know?"

Ling Junze hesitated for a moment, and finally expressed his guess.

As Ling Kusang told the story, his expression kept changing.

till the end--

"So, I seriously suspect...Yan Wuye most likely died at the hands of that Senior Tongtian."

Upon hearing this, Ling Kusang frowned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

It’s not that he didn’t believe it, but he didn’t expect that—

Yan Wuye actually died at the hands of the natives of the secret realm of time and space!

"If it's really as you said, then Yan Wuye's death is not unjust."

Ling Kusang was the first to express his emotion.

He immediately looked at his grandson and warned him in a serious tone:

"Just pretend you don't know about this."

"Recently, many of the younger generations in the clan have been resentful of you for competing for the position of Son of God."

"Now, because of Jiang Chen's incident, your promise of the treasure house has been seized upon by others."

"If we get involved in Yan Wuye's death again, I'm afraid they will exploit this issue and cause trouble."

"Even if you really didn't do it, if that madman Heiyuan uses this as an excuse to take revenge, you won't be able to get away with it even if you tell the truth."

As he spoke, a hint of worry flashed across Ling Kusang's eyes, and he murmured, "By then, it will be troublesome."