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Chapter 901

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Jia Qi did not have any divine powers, nor was he a sword cultivator. In terms of strength, he was far inferior to Wang Daoyuan.

However, he also cultivated the Five-Spirit Immortal Transformation Technique and had mastered many Dharma spells from the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

With this Black Jade Cauldron, it should not be a problem to deal with the Great Demon King.

Even if he were to head to the Qixing Sea Xiuxian Community now, there would be someone in the family who could hold the fort.

Of course, it was not reliable to leave now.

Even if the family would not be in any danger, without him holding the fort, the demons would still have the guts to play tricks.

It would seriously affect the family's population growth and the expansion of the family business.

Before leaving, he had to be fully prepared.

Also, he had to be on guard against Blood Shadow. Zhang Dingming was bent on making Zhou Luan a mere figurehead.

Without him, this old fellow would definitely cause trouble.

Before leaving, he had to take care of the Zhang family.

Wang Daoyuan's Divine Sense had been in the Spirit Pearl's space, watching the power of Jia Qi's Black Jade Cauldron.

He scanned with his Divine Sense and found that the Nascent Formation Fruit beside the Mystic Sky Green Spirit Peach had also ripened.

This Nascent Formation Fruit Tree was a small branch obtained in the Seven Stars Mystic Realm.

Under normal circumstances, it was very difficult for a branch of a fifth-stage spiritual tree to survive from cuttings. It was even more unheard of for a Nascent Formation Fruit Tree to survive from cuttings.

Otherwise, the Nascent Formation Fruit would not be so rare.

Under the nourishment of the Life Spirit Fire, the branch successfully survived and later bore five Nascent Formation Fruits.

After decades, it finally ripened.

Unfortunately, the family only had one late-stage Golden Core cultivator, the Twelfth Uncle.

It would take at least thirty to forty years to break through to the Yuanying realm.

The Nascent Formation Fruit could not be sold either. Otherwise, it would attract unwanted attention.

When he was in Beiyuan, no one dared to do anything to him.

When he left Beiyuan, it was inevitable that someone would have designs on him.

The other Nascent Formation Fruit Tree, which was cultivated from the core of the fruit, was now more than a foot tall.

However, it took five thousand years for this fruit tree to sprout to bloom.

Until now, this fruit tree had only been planted for forty years.

According to the flow of time in the Spirit Pearl, it had only been three thousand years. It was still far from blooming.

Jia Qi's clone picked the five Nascent Transformation Fruits and put them into a special jade box.

With a special jade box, the Nascent Soul Fruit could be preserved for at least a thousand years.

After dealing with these matters, Wang Daoyuan walked out of the house.

Wang Mingren immediately ran over, hugged his leg and said, "Father, I want the sword."

The little guy's speech was already clearer, but he was still a child after all. He still didn't understand anything.

Wang Daoyuan picked him up and used magic to remove the dust on him.

"You're still young and haven't started cultivating yet.

When your cultivation catches up to mine, I'll give you the sword. For now, you can play with the peach wood sword. "

This little fellow's personality was also rather resolute and resolute. He did things in a straightforward and efficient manner. After his pleas were fruitless, he no longer pestered him.

After placing him on the ground, he picked up the peach wood sword and continued to chop at the wooden dummy.

Wang Mingxian was still very quiet. She could play in a small piece of spiritual field for a long time.

This personality was very suitable for walking the path of spirit plants.

At this moment, Wang Daoshu walked out of the kitchen.

"Seventh Brother, I've left the family for three or four years. I want to go back now."

Eighth Sister was the head chef of the Wang family. The family had opened restaurants in every market.

The group of chefs relied on her to command them, develop new dishes, and nurture spirit chefs. It was all thanks to her.

"No problem. It's time for Jia Qi to go back and look after the family. You can go back with him.

Uncle and Zhao Liang probably haven't reached the peak of the Violet Palace Realm yet. There's no need to rush to help them condense man-made Violet Palace anomalies.

When Mingren and Mingxian are ten years old, I'll bring them back to the family to acknowledge their ancestors.

At that time, their cultivation should be able to reach the peak of the Violet Palace Realm. I'll help them condense man-made Violet Palace anomalies. "

Wang Daoshu smiled and said, "Then I'll thank Seventh Brother on behalf of Zhao Liang."

"We're family. There's no need to thank me. You're not in a hurry to go back.

Wang Daoshu stayed here for a few more days before returning to the Wang family with Jia Qi on the flying warship.

Wang Mingren and Wang Mingxian were rather reluctant to leave. After all, Zhou Luan had to deal with Bloodshadow's official business and Wang Daoyuan had to refine artifacts.

The one who accompanied them the most was their Eighth Aunt.

Now that their Eighth Aunt was gone, they had no idea where to get their snacks.

However, children didn't have good memories. They got used to it after a few days.

On the third day after Wang Daoshu left, Wang Mingren chopped the wooden dummies as usual while Wang Mingxian weeded her small spiritual field.

Zhou Luan came back angrily and activated the defensive formation as soon as she entered the courtyard.

Wang Daoyuan saw that she was quite angry and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong, Shadow Lord? Who made you so angry? "

Wang Mingxian walked over to her side and comforted her, "Mother, don't be angry."

Wang Mingren also walked over with his peach wood sword. "Mother, who made you angry? I'll go beat him up."

Seeing how sensible the two children were, Zhou Luan also smiled.

She held the two children in her arms. "You two are sensible, unlike your heartless father."

Wang Daoyuan became a negative example again. Now that Zhou Luan finally calmed down, she didn't dare to make her angry again.

After playing with the two children for a while, Zhou Luan said, "This Zhang Dingming really pissed me off. I proposed to increase the number of talents recommended by the branch to the headquarters.

This way, the clan can send more disciples and we can control Bloodshadow sooner.

This old guy dug up the rules set tens of thousands of years ago and said that what I did was against the rules.

He also roped in a few elders who weren't direct descendants and opposed it with the Zhang Clan.

I didn't want to use this matter against him, so I endured it and didn't use force. "

It seemed that Zhang Dingming was a little anxious.

In the past few years, Zhang Yue roped in a few elders who weren't direct descendants and unanimously supported Zhou Luan.

Xu Qinghe's son, Xu Yifeng, obtained a spirit vein in the Yan Kingdom. The Xu Clan moved a lot of clansmen there.

Bloodshadow was famous for its intelligence, so this matter naturally couldn't be hidden from Zhang Dingming.

Being an assassin was like licking blood on the blade. There weren't many who really liked this line of work.

This was especially true for those idle Elders, who had spent their entire lives fighting for their future.

Now that they had some family business, they naturally didn't want their descendants to continue living like this.

The Xu Clan had already set an example for them. If they wanted their descendants to live a good life, they could rely on the Yan Kingdom.

Once the Zhang Clan showed signs of decline, more and more elders would take the initiative to rely on the Wang Clan.

At that time, the Zhang Clan could only fight alone.

The Wang Clan had the advantage and could suppress the Zhang Clan's development.

In a few years, the Zhang Clan would be pushed out of the decision-making circle.

If they wanted to prevent this from happening, they had to show their strong side.

Only by making the elders who weren't direct descendants have scruples would the Zhang Clan be qualified to compete with the Wang Clan.

Wang Daoyuan smiled. "Zhang Dingming is indeed an old fox who has lived for thousands of years. His eyes are really sharp.

Stopping your proposal is in line with Bloodshadow's rules and can get more neutral elders' support.

At the same time, it's also showing strength to let those neutral elders see that the Zhang Clan still has enough power.

Even if you, the Shadow Master, have the support of the Xu and Wang Clans, it's not to the extent of covering the sky with one hand.

This way, the elders who originally wanted to rely on us will continue to wait and see.

The Zhang Clan will also fight for more time and have leeway to turn things around. "

Zhou Luan sighed. "I also saw through this old fox's thoughts, so I didn't use the Shadow Master's identity to forcefully suppress him.

Otherwise, those neutral elders would probably immediately rely on the Zhang Clan. "

Wang Daoyuan smiled and said, "Actually, this matter is also simple. If this path doesn't work, then we'll change to another path.

Right now, there are more and more itinerant cultivators in the Yan Kingdom. Especially in Linhai Prefecture and Starfall Plain, there are already large-scale itinerant cultivators gathering.

Mingchen and them also took the opportunity to build a large market square. Starfall Plain also set up Starfall County.

Where there are large market squares, they can naturally set up a second-level branch.

With more second-level branches, they can recommend more talents. "

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