After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Since ancient times, noble families have always emphasized the importance of matching social status in marriages.

The Wang clan is considered one of the top clans in Haotian City. Wang Qianshan was a dissolute and unrestrained young man who disdained the marriage arranged by the clan and instead married a woman of less than honorable birth, which displeased his entire lineage within the clan.

Later, because Wang Qianshan failed to complete the arranged marriage, he offended a powerful family. As a result, his cultivation was abolished and he was expelled from the Wang family. His parents were then bullied and mistreated, and eventually died in depression. The old couple were still thinking about their son when they were dying, but unfortunately, they did not get their wish when they died.

Now, Wang Qianshan is leading the Zilu Academy to participate in the Tianzhou Grand Competition. Besides official business, he also wants to fulfill his parents' last wishes.

"Are you my uncle?"

In a small courtyard not far from the Wang clan's ancestral home, Wang Qianshan met his nephew, Wang Jiu, the current garrison commander of Haotian City.

Wang Qianshan said, "Back then I was disobedient, but I don't regret marrying Anan. Now I want to move my parents' memorial tablets."

“Uncle, you’re so old, and you’ve been away from home for over a hundred years. Can’t time make you repent?” Wang Jiu asked, his hand on his sword, clearly furious.

“My parents were ruined by those old folks in the clan. They couldn’t even rest in peace in their final days. I plan to move their coffins and start my own family genealogy.”

"you!"

Wang Jiu was stunned; these were incredibly treasonous remarks.

Wang Qianshan ignored all of this and said seriously, "I would like to trouble my nephew to tell the clan elders that my Zilu Academy has come to participate in the competition, and it is inevitable that we will clash with the Wang clan during the process."

"Does Uncle mean that if you encounter any of my Wang family members, you will be defeated, and use that as leverage to get your parents' remains moved?" Wang Jiu asked.

"Defeat? Heh, I mean, if the clan elders don't agree to relocate the burial, I'll have my disciples go all out against any Wang family members they encounter. If they cripple them, don't blame me for not showing any kinship."

"Uncle, how dare you! I thought you'd at least soften your stance this time you came back, but you're determined to fight to the death!"

“I did nothing wrong. It’s those old folks who look down on Anan. I’ve also heard that they won’t treat the old man and woman’s illnesses, and they won’t even hold a funeral for them when they die. My brothers and sisters are all miserable. Do you expect me to be grateful to them?”

"I will convey my uncle's words as a way of repaying him for his guidance back then. From now on, no matter what decisions the clan makes, we will go our separate ways."

Wang Jiu left, looking so angry.

Wang Qianshan sighed and muttered to himself, "At worst, I'll just force my way into the clan and cause a scene. I'm getting old, and I don't have many years left to live. At least I can settle things once and for all."

The night grew darker.

Qin Hao and Jialan exchanged glances, having overheard Wang Qianshan and Wang Jiu's conversation.

Old Wang seemed to have made a decision before; it turns out he was going to break with the Wang clan.

Garan said, "This journey to Tianzhou will not be peaceful. I wonder what your choice will be, young master?"

"This matter cannot be kept from everyone. I need to discuss it with my fellow disciples. If we really encounter the Wang family, we should teach them a lesson and let them know what's what."

Qin Hao and Jialan returned to the mansion together and called Wang Fugui, Xue Wu, Fang Yuan, Xue Tong, and Ling Xue to discuss the matter.

The seven people gathered together, and Garan recounted what he had seen and heard.

Wang Fugui didn't say a word. He closed his folding fan, his face as still as water, his teeth almost grinding to powder.

Fang Yuan said, "Regardless of whether Elder Wang's actions were right or wrong, as disciples, we should fulfill our master's wishes. What do you all think?"

"There's nothing to hesitate about. It's just the Wang family. Our Zilu Academy isn't afraid of them."

Ling Xue and the others all expressed their opinions.

Thus, the group reached an agreement: they would beat any member of the Wang family they encountered, especially those who had previously taken advantage of the Wang family's misfortune; they would break their legs upon encountering them.

Wang Fugui looked at everyone gratefully, then handed over a list. This was a list of Wang family members he had collected in advance to participate in the competition. The elders behind these people had all taken advantage of their misfortune. Not only did they mistreat the two elders and seize their property after Wang Qianshan left, but they also spread rumors to tarnish Wang Qianshan's reputation. Some even used underhanded tactics against Wang Qianshan's older sister and younger sister, causing them to fall from their martial arts realm and become ordinary people, eventually dying in despair.

It's time to settle this score!

After everyone left, Qin Hao sent a private message to Chen Futu, explaining the whole story in detail.

Chen Futu had not yet fully comprehended the rules of the demonic path when he saw the flashing communication stone.

After listening to Qin Hao's account, Chen Futu sneered, "Old Wang has something on his mind. You bunch of kids did a good job. When you encounter anyone with the surname Wang, fight them hard with me. As long as you don't break the rules, torment them to death. Don't be afraid of making a big fuss, your master will back you up."

"Thank you, Master. With your words, I know what to do."

Qin Hao was overjoyed to receive the reply. He knew that his master was a man of honor, and that his master and Old Wang were close friends despite their age difference. As the Holy Emperor, how could he stand idly by while Old Wang's lineage was being bullied by the Wang clan?

After the communication was completed, Chen Futu stopped his seclusion and entered the forging room, where he saw a small bracelet placed in front of Lian Ni Chang.

Chen Futu asked curiously, "Has the research been successful?"

Lian Ni Chang handed over the bracelet. "I made it by mixing star sand and red jade marrow, etc. The cost is not high, and the stability is also good. It may be able to withstand the power of space."

Chen Futu nodded and injected a wisp of spatial rules into it. Sure enough, the bracelet was unharmed, and the spatial rule power within it was exceptionally stable, much better than the previous test subject. The space was also the size of several rooms.

"Let's wait a while and see if it stabilizes. If it stays in this state, then we can start mass production."

Chen Futu happily accepted the bracelet, then told Lian Ni Chang to pack her things so they could set off for Tianzhou the next day.

"You're going there in person?" Lian Ni Chang asked, quite surprised.

Chen Futu reluctantly explained the situation again, and Lian Nishang suddenly realized, "The Holy Emperor has given his order, and I will obey it without question."

The following morning, Chen Futu and Lian Nishang walked out of their room where they had been in seclusion for a long time. Xi Daoren noticed this and came to see them personally. Upon hearing that Chen Futu was going to Tianzhou, he became somewhat solemn. Chen Futu said, "Don't worry, I just stayed there for too long and went out for a walk."

"I'll leave those children to the Holy Emperor's care. My Zilu Academy doesn't cause trouble, but it's not afraid of trouble either."

"By the way, how far are you from breaking through to Quasi-Emperor?" Chen Futu was very curious. Xi Daoren had been stuck at the bottleneck for many years, it must be time for him to break through.

Xi Daoren smiled bitterly: "It's not that easy. Perhaps I will never be able to break through in this lifetime."

Chen Futu fell into deep thought. If the system could reward him with a wisp of the Quasi-Emperor rule suitable for Xi Daoren, that would be great. If this old man broke through to Quasi-Emperor, their foundation would be greatly enhanced.

Unfortunately, he wasn't the person summoned by the system, making it difficult for him to overcome the bottleneck.

After bidding farewell to Xi Daoren, Chen Futu, along with Lian Ni Chang, embarked on their journey to Tianzhou.