Wang Changsheng's vision blurred, and suddenly, he appeared in a spacious hall.
Wang Changsheng turned into a middle-aged man with a dignified face. Below him, the elders of Wang Family sat, and each of them had a radiant look on their faces.
"Patriarch, this month, we sold a total of 5,674 elementary talismans, purchased 300 of them, and made a profit of 32,375 spirit stones. We sold 35 magic tools, purchased 17 magic tools, and made a profit of 723 spirit stones. We sold 121 magic tools, and made a profit of 570 spirit stones. We sold 135 magic tools, and made a profit of 580 spirit stones. The total profit for this month is 34,248 spirit stones. I have recorded the detailed list in the account book." Wang Changqing stood up, holding an account book in his hand, and said word by word.
"Patriarch, this month, we added 15 new talisman crafting apprentices, and used a total of 17,400 blank talisman papers. The materials to make these blank talisman papers cost 7,530 spirit stones, and the salary that should be distributed to the family members this month is 8,524 spirit stones. In addition, the young masters of Family Li and Family Chen each sent a high-grade magic tool as a congratulatory gift for their marriage. When two female members of our family married the children of Zhao Family and Huang Family, they each gave 1000 spirit stones and a high-grade magic tool as a dowry. When five male members of our family got married, they each gave 1000 spirit stones as a betrothal gift." An elder held an account book in his hand, stood up and said.
"Patriarch, in the middle of this month, five disciples went missing in Mount Peaceful and haven't returned yet. Do we need Zhou Family's help to search for them?" An elder stood up and asked.
"Patriarch, Anhua He Family intends to have a marriage alliance with us, and their young master wants to marry one of our Wang Family's female members. Which female member do you think is suitable?"
"Patriarch, Fenghua Luo Family had a conflict with us, and they injured or killed 13 of our Wang Family's members. How does Patriarch plan to deal with this?"
… …
One after another, the family members stood up and reported the situation to Wang Changsheng, asking for Wang Changsheng to make a decision.
"Who are you calling Patriarch?" Wang Changsheng waved his hand, and said with a frown.
"How many patriarchs can our Wang Clan still have? There is only one Clan Leader, Wang Changsheng. You taught the clan how to make talismans and formed alliances with other clans through marriage. In less than thirty years, the Wang Clan's power has increased greatly. Now, speaking of the Demon Vanquishing Wang Clan, everyone in Yueyang County knows about it. Even the entire Ningzhou has heard about it. All of this is because of you, Clan Leader. "
"Yes! With the Clan Leader here, our Wang Clan will definitely become the number one Immortal Clan in Yueyang County, no, the number one Immortal Clan in Ning Prefecture. "
Hearing this, Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed. He carefully scanned the people in the hall and said in a deep voice, "It's a pity that I don't have much interest in power. Otherwise, I would have been deceived by you."
"Patriarch, what are you talking about? What do you mean by being cheated? You are the only son of the old patriarch. If you are not the patriarch, who is the patriarch? "Everyone's eyes were filled with doubt.
"My father is indeed the patriarch. I also hope to see the clan prosper, but I have no interest in the position of patriarch." Wang Changsheng said coldly. After that, he raised his hands and a stack of Wind Blade Talismans flashed out. They turned into dozens of giant wind blades and quickly pierced the bodies of the clan elders present.
These clan elders swayed and turned into spots of spiritual light and disappeared.
Immortal Wang's vision blurred, and then he suddenly appeared in a spacious courtyard.
Not far in front of him was a golden palace, and the words "Golden Dragon Palace" were written on the signboard in flamboyant calligraphy.
"This is … Taiqing Palace?" Wang Changsheng was slightly stunned.
At this moment, a white light flew from the distant sky and finally stopped above the Golden Dragon Palace.
After the spiritual light faded, the figure of a young woman in a white palace dress was revealed. It was Murong Bing.
"Bing 'er," Wang Changsheng was slightly stunned when he saw Murong Bing and muttered to himself in a low voice.
"Brother Wang, you've formed the Gold Core for so long. Why didn't you come to see me? Did you forget something? "Murong Bing landed in front of Wang Changsheng and pouted. She was a little displeased.
"Formed the Gold Core?" Wang Changsheng frowned.
"What? Did you forget your promise to me in the Peach Blossom Forest? Are you toying with me? "Murong Bing's face darkened when she saw this.
Wang Changsheng saw this and shook his head. He said, "No, I didn't forget. But aren't I trying to break through to Yuanying now?"
"Yuanying? Haha, I think you've been in seclusion for so long that you've become muddle-headed. You just succeeded in breaking through to the Core Formation Stage. You're still far from Yuanying! "Murong Bing laughed and joked.
"But I clearly …"
"Alright, don't change the topic. Are you going to break your promise?" Murong Bing waved her hand and looked at Wang Changsheng.
"I'm not, but …" Wang Changsheng shook his head and wanted to explain, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Murong Bing again.
"Since you don't want to break your promise, why don't you go to grandfather and ask for my hand in marriage? Do you want me to marry Yang Qian?"
Speaking of this, Murong Bing's beautiful cheeks flushed red.
"No, you can only marry me." Wang Changsheng shook his head and said with determination.
"Who wants to marry you? Humph, you've been in the Core Formation Stage for so long and you still haven't asked for my hand in marriage. I thought you forgot your promise to me!" Murong Bing said shyly.
"I didn't forget, but …" Wang Changsheng shook his head and was about to explain something, but he suddenly forgot what to say.
"Alright, I know you didn't forget. Let's go to grandfather now! Yang Qian is also in the Core Formation Stage. If you don't go before him, it won't be good if grandfather agrees. After all, marriage is decided by the elders, "Murong Bing urged.
After saying this, without waiting for Wang Changsheng's reply, she pulled Wang Changsheng onto the flying sword under her feet. She formed a seal with one hand, and the flying sword under her feet immediately shone brightly, carrying the two of them into the sky.
A quarter of an hour later, the flying sword landed on the top of a mountain that was thousands of feet high.
There was a wide bluestone platform at the top of the mountain. In front of the platform stood a golden palace that was more than three hundred feet high. There were several teams of disciples patrolling around the palace.
"Grandfather is inside. Go in and talk to him yourself." Murong Bing pointed at the golden palace and said with a red face.
"Bing 'er, wait for my good news." Wang Changsheng smiled and walked in quickly.
The palace was very spacious. A white-robed old man with a white face and no beard was sitting cross-legged on a praying mat. Judging from the fluctuations of spiritual energy emitted from his body, this old man was a Yuanying cultivator.
"Wang Changsheng of the Mysterious Talisman Faction greets Martial Uncle Murong." Wang Changsheng cupped his hands and bowed respectfully.
"Why have you come here?" The white-robed old man asked indifferently.
"Disciple came here today to ask for Martial Uncle Murong's hand in marriage. Disciple wishes to marry Senior Sister Murong, and I hope Martial Uncle Murong will grant my wish." Wang Changsheng said with a sincere expression.
"You're talking about Bing 'er, right? Martial Nephew Yang Qian of the Thousand Sword Faction just came. He also wishes to marry Bing 'er. Tell me, which one of you do you think the Old Man should betroth Bing' er to? "The white-robed old man said indifferently.
"Disciple and Senior Sister Murong are truly in love. Disciple swears that I will treat Senior Sister Murong well and will not let her suffer any grievances. I hope Martial Uncle Murong will grant my wish." After Wang Changsheng finished speaking, he bent his knees and knelt down with a dignified expression.
The white-robed old man nodded and said, "Haha, someone has already told me about you and Bing 'er. However, this matter concerns Bing' er's lifelong happiness, so it's best to ask for her opinion. Bing 'er, come in quickly. "
As soon as the old man finished speaking, Murong Bing walked in with a red face.
"Bing 'er, Martial Nephew Wang of the Mysterious Talisman Faction wishes to become your Dao Companion. Are you willing?" The white-robed old man asked with a smile.
"Grandson will follow Grandfather's decision." Murong Bing lowered her head with a bashful expression. Her cheeks were as red as an apple.
"En, Martial Nephew Wang, the Old Man will betroth Bing 'er to you and become your Dao Companion. I hope the two of you will love each other." The white-robed old man pondered for a moment and said with a serious expression.
"Disciple thanks Martial Uncle Murong for granting my wish." Wang Changsheng's face lit up with joy as he thanked the old man.
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