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

Soon, the news spread throughout the city.

When the people of Wanquan City learned about it, they cheered.

Filled with gratitude, they spontaneously gathered in the square in the center of the city and witnessed the erection of the two statues with their own eyes.

One of the statues is of Han Mingzi, holding a scroll with eyes as sharp as torches.

The other is Tongtian Taoist, who has a tall figure, a cold gaze, and is full of majesty, as if he can suppress all evil spirits.

The moment the statue was officially erected, thunderous cheers broke out in the square.

Many people were in tears and could not express their gratitude in words.

"Prime Minister Han saved us. He is the great hero of our Wanquan City!" an old man said tremblingly, tears flashing in his eyes.

"Tongtian Taoist is so majestic!" A child looked up at the statue with admiration in his eyes.

"With them here, the foreign demons will have nowhere to hide!" A young man clenched his fists, his voice full of excitement.

In the crowd, a teenage boy was quietly looking at the two statues.

His eyes were filled with longing and yearning, and he secretly vowed in his heart: "One day, I will become a strong man like them and protect the people!"

He clenched his fists tighter and tighter, his eyes revealing an unconcealable determination and passion.

This young man is the future cultural leader.

He is the third literary saint after Han Mingzi and Gongyangzi, and his name is Zhugezi!

He will single-handedly control the cultural heritage for 100,000 years.

And during the darkest era when the war between the five realms was at its most intense, he founded the Hundred Saints Academy to bring a ray of light to all living beings!

At this moment, in the square, the people were cheering continuously.

The two statues sparkle in the sunlight, as if bringing light and hope into everyone's hearts.

..........

a few days later.

Jiang Daoxuan and others finally arrived at the imperial capital.

The scene before them made Wang Yiyun and Lan Ting shudder.

As the largest city with the most powerful people in the five domains, the imperial capital is undoubtedly the most glorious place in the five domains.

The city walls are towering and majestic.

Each bluestone brick is engraved with ancient runes, exuding a majestic aura.

The streets in the city are wide, crowded with merchants and monks coming and going.

All kinds of rare treasures can be seen everywhere.

Most pedestrians wore a look of hope and determination, even the street vendors generously discussing the future of the Five Realms. People cast aside past prejudices, all their hearts united in the fight against the alien demons.

As Jiang Daoxuan walked along, looking at these unfamiliar faces, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotions in his heart.

Three million years later, the deep hatred formed among the five regions due to years of fighting has long been impossible to resolve.

They hate each other, and it's a rare sight.

Therefore, being able to see this grand scene of everyone united in fighting against a powerful enemy is undoubtedly a brand new experience for him.

"Fellow Daoist, please." Han Mingzi, with a smile on his face, led everyone through a bustling street and finally arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The mansion is magnificent, simple and elegant, with green bamboos in the courtyard, quiet and solemn.

"Rest in the mansion for a day first, and then go to see His Majesty tomorrow."

Han Mingzi invited Jiang Daoxuan in, and after settling him in, he brought three people to pay their respects.

The three were Gongyang Ce, the left and right assistant ministers, the prime minister's assistants; Li Yan, the chief steward of the palace; and Ye Qingzhu, the confidential secretary.

After a few people introduced themselves, they started chatting with everyone.

Gongyang Ce is a little older and is a refined man, with a gentle and elegant temperament in his words.

But after a while, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face, and he finally opened his mouth to request, "Prime Minister, I have a favor to ask of you."

Han Mingzi raised his eyebrows slightly and asked calmly, "What's the matter? Feel free to speak frankly."

Jiang Daoxuan also looked over.

Gong Yang Ce's expression showed a hint of helplessness, and he slowly said, "This matter concerns my eldest grandson, Gong Yang Gao."

"This child has been different from ordinary people since birth."

"He speaks years later than other children his age and is a step behind in everything he does."

"Now he's over 20 years old, but he refuses to communicate with outsiders all day long. He even spends most of his time in the library, eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating there. It's really ridiculous."

"My family is very worried about this, but they can't find a solution."

After these words were spoken, the atmosphere became a little heavy.

Han Mingzi frowned slightly. "What a strange thing! Could it be that he is gifted but is troubled by worldly views?"

Wang Yiyun, however, disagreed. He curled his lips and said, "How could such a person exist in the world? He spends all day in the library. Is he trying to bury himself in books and become a bookworm?"

Lan Ting, who had transformed into a human form, couldn't help but chuckle, his eyes filled with curiosity. "You humans are truly strange. You're still like this in your twenties. It's truly unimaginable."

But Jiang Daoxuan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a glimmer of light in his eyes.

Gongyang Gao, a disciple of Han Mingzi, was nicknamed "Gongyangzi". He was a literary saint who appeared in the early days of the Five Realms War.

I didn't expect that such a person would show such unusual characteristics when he was young. The world is indeed mysterious and unpredictable.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and said, "Perhaps... this person is not stupid, but has his own unique way."

Han Mingzi heard this and a look of thought flashed in his eyes: "Why do you say that, fellow Daoist?"

Jiang Daoxuan didn't answer directly, but said slowly, "I've heard that some people with extraordinary talents often look like ordinary people, or even seem dull and clumsy, but they have their own unique talents in their hearts."

"Perhaps, he is looking for his own path, waiting for an opportunity."

Han Mingzi nodded slightly and fell into deep thought.

Gong Yang Ce was stunned when he heard this, and frowned slightly: "If this is true, how should we guide him?"

Jiang Daoxuan smiled slowly: "You can try to communicate with him more, maybe it will touch you."

"Perhaps, his path will go further than anyone imagined."

Han Mingzi seemed to understand something, and a hint of gentleness appeared in his eyes: "Daoyou, you are absolutely right. This Gong Yang Gao may not be an ordinary person."

"In that case, Brother Gongyang, please bring your grandson over here..."

When Gongyang Ce heard this, his face was filled with joy. He quickly stood up and walked out in a hurry.

Not long after, he came in with a thin man with a dazed look on his face.

The person who came was Gong Yanggao.

He was wearing a plain blue shirt, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were dull, as if nothing in front of him could attract his attention.

He walked slowly, each step seemed slow and weak, as if he was isolated from the outside world and immersed in his own world.

Gong Yang Ce walked up to him cautiously and said softly, "Gao'er, come and meet the Prime Minister."

However, the ram stood there, motionless, as if he had not heard anything at all.

Everyone looked at this scene with a strange expression.