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Chapter 3059

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A Good Romance

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The Wang Clan of Thousand Water Town. This was a very powerful clan in the area, with a Severing Mundane Ancestor in charge. Only the Li Clan could rival the Wang Clan. The two clans competed with each other, and would join forces to eliminate forces that could threaten them.

In these hundreds of millions of years, though the two clans had some conflicts, they lived together in harmony.

However, on this night, the Wang Clan flowed with blood.

"Young Master, the ancestor, patriarch, and the others all died in battle. You are the only hope of the clan, please leave quickly!" an old servant said to a youth on his knees, tears streaming down his face.

The youth looked only 15 or 16 years old. He was very stubborn, his eyes flashing, and he said, "There are no cowards in the Wang Clan that would flee without a fight. I would rather die, and be buried with great-grandfather, father, and the others!"

"Young Master, you can't, you can't!" the old servant urged, but the youth was determined, and was not moved at all.

"Young Master, I have offended you." The old servant moved. Pa, a palm strike landed on the youth's neck, and he fainted.

The old servant dug a hole, and buried the youth inside. He had just sprinkled leaves on it when he listened, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Young Master, you are the last of the Wang Clan, please live on!" The old servant knelt and kowtowed a few times, and suddenly released a long howl. His figure spread out, and he quickly left.

Xiu, xiu, xiu, immediately, five figures pounced, chasing after the old servant.

"Old man, you can't escape!"

"Quickly hand over the remnants of the Wang Clan, and maybe we can spare your life."

Six people, one fleeing and five chasing, soon disappeared without a trace.

After three days, peng, the ground broke open, and the youth suddenly dashed out.

His name was Wang Quanhe, and he was the only son of the Wang Clan patriarch of Thousand Water Town.

His eyes were red, as if they could spit fire.

"Uncle Qi must have drawn the pursuers away for my safety," Wang Quanhe said to himself. "The pursuers are so powerful, and Uncle Qi is definitely dead now."

"I can't go and die again."

The youth calmed down. "I am the only one left in the Wang Clan. If I go and die again, then the great hatred of the Wang Clan will never be avenged."

"Li Jingchu, you are really, really ruthless!"

Wang Quanhe gritted his teeth. The reason why the Wang Clan was annihilated was because of the Li Clan.

But hadn't the Wang family and the Li family always been evenly matched, and neither could do anything to the other?

This matter began three years ago, when Wang Quanhe met the granddaughter of the Li family's second elder, Li Jingchu. As a young man, he fell in love with her at first sight.

He did not expect that the other party would also have a good impression of him. After a while, the two of them quietly walked together.

In the end, the young man mustered up the courage to confess to his family, but he was reprimanded.

Although the Wang Clan and Li Clan couldn't be considered enemies, they had always been competing with each other, and there was no lack of dirty dealings between them. How could they possibly unite by marriage? Furthermore, the future head of the clan was such an important figure.

But Wang Quanhe steeled his heart. Coincidentally, the Li Clan also sent someone over. They said that it would be better to fulfill this marriage. From then on, Wang Quanhe and the Li Clan would become one family, helping and supporting each other.

In the end, the Wang family could only compromise and agree to this marriage.

But on the day of the wedding, all the important figures of the Wang Clan were poisoned, and the Li Clan who came to attend the wedding also bared their fangs. They went on a killing spree, killing all the important figures of the Wang Clan in one night.

Wang Quanhe was rescued by the family's loyal servants, but after being hunted down, only the last old servant was left, and now he had probably met with misfortune.

And what Wang Quanhe could not accept and felt the most pained was that the person who poisoned the important figures of the family was actually Li Jingchu's doing.

When she offered tea to everyone in the Wang Clan during the wedding ceremony, the poison was in this tea.

Who would have thought that his new wife would be so ruthless?

This kind of betrayal naturally made Wang Quanhe feel incomparably pained. He blamed himself, thinking that it was his fault that led to the destruction of the Wang Clan. That was why he wanted to fight the Li Clan to the death in his agitation.

But after calming down, he knew that this was just courting death. It would only make his parents and relatives die more unjustly.

"I want revenge."

"But the first step is to leave this place."

"Only by staying alive will there be hope."

He left Thousand Water Town, and did not have any direction. He only walked forwards. Three years later, he arrived at a large city.

On his way here, he encountered innumerable dangers. There were ferocious wild beasts, as well as mountain bandits that had killed countless people, but his luck was incredibly good. He could always find a sliver of hope when he was at the end of the line.

His clothes were tattered, and he had long since lost the bearing of the young master of the Wang Clan. He looked like a beggar.

After entering into the city, Wang Quanhe walked around in a daze.

He wanted revenge, but how could it be easy?

Without the support of the Wang Clan, he was only a mere Heavenly Body Tier. How could he advance into the Severing Mundane Tier?

It was far, far away.

As he walked, he stopped, his heart filled with dispiritedness.

He sat down on his butt, and was in a daze.

There was a great elite in this city that had created a sun and a moon. Very soon, the sun set, and the bright moon rose, sprinkling down gentle moonlight.

"No, I can't continue to be dispirited like this. If I lose my fighting spirit, who can avenge my Wang Clan?"

Wang Quanhe recovered a sliver of fighting spirit. He got up, and was just about to find a place to rest, when he suddenly saw a notice pasted on the wall opposite him.

It said that as long as he went to King Xuan's Manor in the city to undergo some kind of test, and if he passed, he would obtain a promise from King Ma Xuanwang. He could raise any request, even if it was to marry King Ma Xuanwang's daughter.

Who was King Ma Xuanwang?

A Celestial King?

Wang Quanhe was startled, and couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. If he could pass this test, then would he be able to ask King Ma Xuanwang to make a move and annihilate the Li Clan?

He naturally knew that for a Celestial King to make such a promise, there were probably only a handful of people in this world that could pass this test. His chances were infinitely close to zero, but he still had to try. What if, what if …

He headed towards King Xuan's Manor in the city, and saw that there was a queue at the entrance. There were also people continuously walking out from inside, shaking their heads and sighing.

"Sigh, is there really someone who can pass that test?"

"It doesn't test one's talent in Martial Art, and it doesn't test one's ability in Martial Art. How exactly can one pass?"

"How strange."

The people who came out were still complaining, but it didn't affect the enthusiasm of the people queuing outside. If this test was passed, the rewards would be too great.

"What kind of test is it?" someone in the queue asked.

"Put something on your head, and you don't have to do anything. After about ten breaths, it will tell you that you didn't pass and you can leave," the person who came out said.

Hearing this, Wang Quanhe felt a sense of hope, but he also felt that it was extremely uncertain.

His talent in Martial Art wasn't bad, but it wasn't top-notch either. At least, there were a lot of people who were better than him. Therefore, if it was a test of Martial Art talent, it was impossible for him to pass.

Therefore, he had a little more confidence in himself, but since so many people couldn't pass, he naturally didn't have any confidence.

"Tsk, what a joke. Even beggars are here to try their luck."

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