Fantasy: The Clan Chief Lies Down, His House Is Full of Emperors

The Xu family not only did not hide the fact that Xu Muge had become a disciple of the Supreme Elder of the Lingyue Sect, but also publicized it extensively.

Having a powerful backer means letting others know it; only then will others dare not offend you.

Previously, Xu Qingzhou had been thinking about how to deal with the Seven Star Sect elders when they came to demand the magic weapon. Now, he was not flustered at all and was even waiting for them to come.

If he speaks politely, I can return the magic weapon to him, since it originally belonged to him.

But if he becomes too arrogant, then we'll have to let him experience the power of the Golden Sword Talisman.

But before he arrived, Ji Dongfang, the city lord of Yunshan City, arrived first.

As soon as he entered the living room and saw Xu Qingzhou, Ji Dongfang's face was full of smiles, and he greeted her warmly and kindly.

"Brother Xu."

Xu Qingzhou asked in confusion, "May I ask what brings you here, Lord City Lord?"

"Hey! We've known each other for so many years, why are you still being so formal? I'm a few years older than you, if you don't mind, just call me Brother Ji," Ji Dongfang's enthusiasm made Xu Qingzhou a little uncomfortable.

But Xu Qingzhou understood that the reason he did this was simply because he knew that Xu Qingzhou had a powerful backer, so he came to try to build a relationship and get closer to him.

"How could I possibly look down on Brother Ji?"

Ji Dongfang smiled and said, "That's right. I got some spiritual tea from my colleagues a while ago, and I came here today mainly to enjoy some tea with you, brother."

As he spoke, he took out tea leaves and teaware, and brewed tea for himself on the spot.

This was completely different from the composed and collected demeanor he displayed when Xu Qingzhou first met him; it was as if they were two completely different people.

However, his spiritual tea was indeed extraordinary. As soon as it was brewed, it emitted a unique fragrance that was refreshing and delightful.

This spiritual tea must be expensive.

While brewing tea, Ji Dongfang asked, "I heard that a young fellow from the Xu family has joined the Lingyue Sect. Congratulations!"

"I have a few friends in the Lingyue Sect. I wonder which sect the little fellow has become a disciple of?"

Xu Qingzhou replied frankly, "Elder Su Xin."

hiss! !

Ji Dongfang suddenly jolted, his hands trembling so much he almost dropped the teapot.

Su Xin's name is legendary. One hundred and fifty years ago, when he was still the sect leader of Lingyue Sect, he was already famous throughout the Great Qi Dynasty.

Although he appears to be a refined gentleman on the surface, he is exceptionally brutal when he gets into a fight. It is rumored that he has never lost a battle since he began cultivating.

He firmly suppressed all the geniuses of the Great Qi Dynasty and his contemporaries. Now, with his cultivation advancing further, he has become the Supreme Elder of the Lingyue Sect, making him a true giant in his own right.

Ji Dongfang never expected that a member of the Xu family would become his disciple.

This elevated the Xu family's status in his heart to a new level.

After the tea was ready, Ji Dongfang said, "Brother Xu, please."

His tone was more humble and approachable than before.

"Brother Ji, please."

They picked up their teacups together and savored the tea. Xu Qingzhou had never tasted such fine spiritual tea before, and just one sip left him astonished.

Ji Dongfang put down his teacup and asked, "How is it, Brother Xu? Is my tea alright?"

Xu Qingzhou nodded repeatedly.

"I've long heard that good spiritual tea, like spiritual wine, has many wonderful uses. After drinking it today, I know it's true. It's really good tea, really good tea."

Ji Dongfang pointed to the jade bottle containing the spiritual tea, "Since you like it, brother, then keep these and drink them slowly."

He spent a lot of money to buy this, and he usually wouldn't even drink it himself. He originally only wanted to share some with Xu Qingzhou, but now he's decided to give it all to him.

Ji Dongfang had long understood a principle: this world is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships and social interactions.

“How could I take what belongs to someone else?” Xu Qingzhou waved his hand in refusal.

Ji Dongfang said, "Don't be so formal."

Just as Xu Qingzhou was about to continue pulling, a powerful pressure suddenly descended from above the Xu family.

This pressure was extremely strong, like a mountain pressing down on everyone's chest. Even Xu Qingzhou, who was in the mid-stage of the Profound Core Realm, could only stand up with difficulty.

It's easy to imagine how much pain those lower-level members of the Xu family were experiencing at that moment.

"Clan patriarch Xu, come out and face your death!!"

A cold voice echoed throughout the Xu family, like a thunderclap, resounding in everyone's ears.

Xu Qingzhou circulated his cultivation technique with all his might, which made him feel a little better. At least he wasn't so suppressed that he could walk like a tortoise. He quickly walked into the courtyard and looked up to see two people standing in the air.

One was Elder Zhou from the Seven Star Sect, and the other was a male cultivator in blue who was his disciple and had visited the Xu family before.

Xu Qingzhou replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "I am Xu Qingzhou, the head of the Xu family. May I ask why you are so respectful, senior?"

"Humph!"

Elder Zhou snorted coldly, "You know perfectly well what I'm asking. Is the magic weapon I lent to Zou Kui still with you?"

A cultivation family in a remote border town dared to hoard their own magical treasures; they were truly courting death.

"Yes."

Xu Qingzhou replied directly.

"Then you can go die!"

Just as Elder Zhou was about to make a move, Ji Dongfang behind him quickly sent him a telepathic message.

"Elder, please calm down. I am the city lord of Yunshan City. A few days ago, a member of the Xu family became a disciple of Su Xin, the Supreme Elder of the Lingyue Sect. You should think twice."

Ah this....

Upon hearing Su Xin's name, Elder Zhou's brain completely shut down for a moment.

who am I?

Where am i?

What am I here for?

When Elder Zhou came to his senses, the powerful pressure that had been pressing down on the Xu family courtyard receded like a tide.

Standing in the air, Elder Zhou felt as if he had thorns in his back and a fishbone stuck in his throat.

His face, which was originally full of murderous intent, turned pale, red, and black in turns, his emotions constantly changing.

Finally, Elder Zhou suddenly turned his head and looked at his disciple with a dark face.

"How dare you sow discord! You can die now!"

Before the disciple could even react, Elder Zhou slapped him so hard that his soul was completely destroyed.

He truly deserved to die; he failed to uncover such crucial intelligence, putting himself in such an awkward situation and nearly causing a major disaster.

After killing his disciple, Elder Zhou slowly approached Xu Qingzhou, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace onto his stern face.

"I was a little too loud just now, I'm really sorry, I hope I didn't scare Fellow Daoist Xu."