Protect Our Patriarch-Chapter 109Book 5: : Wang’s Clan Junjie Displays Power in Foreign Lands

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However...

Putting aside the question of whether the Wang Clan Leader is eccentric, one must admit the immense and profound foundation of this family.

After all, Princess Luojia comes from the royal family of Northern Zhou, and her experience and judgment are naturally exceptional.

Take the "Two Kings of Eastern Qian" for instance; their talent and potential are evidently among the top even among great prodigies. Even if they don't inherit the tome, they will still be outstanding cultivators in the Divine Realm.

And Wang Shouye, with whom she had quite a bit of entanglement before, is even more remarkable. With the qualifications of a Peerless Prodigy and the Mysterious Pill Treasure Tome, it's only a matter of time before he becomes the top alchemist in the entire Immortal Dynasty.

Just from the tip of the iceberg that's been revealed, one can see the immense potential for future development of this family, not to mention that every clan habitually hides some trump cards. What has been shown now is likely just a part of it.

For a moment, Princess Luojia became increasingly curious about this Changning Wang's Clan.

What kind of family is this?

If there's a chance, she must see it for herself and build a relationship.

"Ling Nanny, send someone to infiltrate the Eastern Qian Kingdom's delegation and find out what this Changning Wang's Clan is all about," Princess Luojia instructed. "Be mindful of your methods and don't offend the guests."

"Rest assured, Your Highness. The development momentum of Eastern Qian is strong, and the soon-to-be-crowned Prince An is a ruler of great talent and vision. Our Northern Zhou stands to benefit more from a good relationship with them," Ling Nanny replied respectfully. "I will certainly not ruin the princess's important matters."

After a pause, Ling Nanny hesitated slightly and bowed, "Your Highness, why do you hide the fact that your bloodline is actually that of a Peerless Prodigy from His Majesty? This has forced His Majesty to publicly choose a husband for you to counter the aggressive marriage proposal from the King of Wei's Mansion."

"You are a Peerless Prodigy, and even the King of Wei's Mansion must curb their covetousness."

"Revealing my bloodline qualifications prematurely won't solve the fundamental problem," Princess Luojia said calmly, but there was a sharpness in her eyes. "The real problem in Northern Zhou now is that the royal family is too weak, which is why the King of Wei's Mansion is becoming increasingly unrestrained. Only when our royal family truly becomes strong and stabilizes the situation with strength and ability can we make the six dukes truly loyal. As for choosing a husband, if there is indeed a husband that Luojia finds pleasing, marriage is not out of the question."

As she said this, the image of Wang Shouye unexpectedly appeared in Princess Luojia's mind.

He is strong, courteous, humble, and determined, with an extraordinary mind and spirit. Being with him feels comfortable and natural, and he is very reliable, inspiring trust.

His character and strength are both top-notch.

Sigh~

Princess Luojia sighed deeply in her heart.

After meeting a man like Shouye, how could the royal heirs from various countries who came to propose marriage possibly catch her eye?

Forget it~ The matter of choosing a husband can be set aside for now. Let's see if there are any young talents worth befriending and investing in among those who have come to Northern Zhou this time.

Meanwhile, on the stage of the Seeking Phoenix Tower, as the [White-clothed Phoenix King] Wang Ningyu made his grand entrance with powerful special effects, the atmosphere was instantly ignited to its peak.

Apart from Wang Ningyu's supporters chanting his name and reciting his poems, the supporters of the Little Holy Master Jiang Yuanwu couldn't sit still and began to call for Jiang Yuanwu to appear.

Inside the box where Jiang Yuanwu was located.

Jiang Liyue and Chen Yixuan's eyes were both ablaze with excitement.

If not for their status as the direct descendants of the Duke's family, they might have rushed out to shout Wang Ningyu's name as well.

"The aura of the White-clothed Phoenix King is so overwhelming, making him even more handsome and extraordinary."

"Is he a banished immortal from the horizon? Oh~ I'm intoxicated. How can there be such a man with a temperament as icy and snowy as this in the world?"

As the two women spoke, their gazes collided, and sparks flew between them, with waves of hostility spreading between the two "intimate" besties.

"I can't take it anymore," Little Duke Chen Taiqing rolled his eyes and groaned, "This uncle-nephew pair, Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu, really know how to put on a show. Just making an entrance, and they create such a spectacle. Anyone who doesn't know might think a True Immortal has descended."

"What do you know? This is called a sense of ceremony..." Jiang Liyue and Chen Yixuan retorted in unison, "Even if it's a show, they have the capital to back it up. With the potential and strength displayed by the White-clothed Phoenix King, he would be a top heir even in a first-grade family. What's wrong with being a bit high-profile?"

Jiang Yuanwu's face also lost its initial nonchalance, gradually showing a hint of seriousness, "This person is even more extraordinary than I anticipated."

"His understanding and utilization of the Ice Phoenix bloodline have reached a masterful level, and his grasp and comprehension of minor divine abilities are also exceptional, not comparable to ordinary great prodigies. Interesting, interesting. I didn't expect to witness such a prodigy in Northern Zhou besides the two from the King of Wei's Mansion. The Eastern Qian Kingdom should not be underestimated."

The "two" Jiang Yuanwu referred to were "Wei Donglai" and "Wei Yuansheng," both renowned prodigies of the younger generation in the King of Wei's Mansion.

Currently, the first place on the Purple Mansion Talents Ranking is Wei Donglai, while Wei Yuansheng occupies the top spot on the Celestial Talents Ranking.

The two top great prodigies are only about a hundred years apart in age, each dominating their respective fields, showcasing the profound and terrifying foundation of the King of Wei's Mansion.

Now, the King of Wei's Mansion in Northern Zhou is developing rapidly, with an ambition to cultivate a second Lingxu Realm cultivator beyond their existing Void inheritance.

If the King of Wei's Mansion succeeds, they will naturally surpass the Northern Zhou royal family in all aspects.

Currently, the Northern Zhou royal family is already weak, and the support from the main lineage of the Immortal Dynasty is unreliable. If things go wrong, it's not impossible for the various families in Northern Zhou to change allegiance.

Of course, none of this has anything to do with Jiang Yuanwu.

His goal is to become the Holy Master of one of the two great sacred lands in Northern Zhou, the [Eastern Martial Sacred Land], and to revitalize the human race.

Of course, his immediate goal is to defeat this so-called "White-clothed Phoenix King" Wang Ningyu.

"Boom!"

A powerful aura surged from Jiang Yuanwu's body.

In a flash, he flew out of the box, landing on the stage like a shooting star, facing Wang Ningyu with unmatched sharpness, "Brother Ningyu is indeed worthy of being my opponent, Jiang Yuanwu. Please enlighten me."

"Brother Yuanwu is also exceptional. Please enlighten me," Wang Ningyu replied in a cold tone, his expression unchanged.

With a gentle grip of his long, jade-like fingers, a sword as icy as jade suddenly appeared in his palm.

"This sword is called [Ice Soul], a gift from my most revered ancestor."

For the first time in two months, Wang Ningyu took out the Divine Spirit Artifact Ice Soul Sword, showing his respect for Jiang Yuanwu.

"Good, good, good." Jiang Yuanwu was overjoyed, and with a flick of his wrist, a sharp long knife appeared in his hand, "This knife is called [Wave Cutter], Brother Ningyu, be careful."

With that, he flicked his wrist and slashed out with the knife.

The knife energy was sharp and domineering, carrying a sense of unstoppable force, as if it could cut through any obstacle with the rhythm of the heavenly dao.

"Good knife, good knife technique."

Wang Ningyu's eyes lit up, and he thrust out his sword.

As the sword energy surged, a biting coldness swept towards Jiang Yuanwu like a storm.

His sword intent was entirely learned from Ancestor Long Yan, sharp, domineering, and unparalleled.

As the sword intent rose, the entire stage was filled with wind and snow.

Both were great prodigies, with their bloodlines reaching the fifth level in the Celestial Realm, possessing dao bodies. If they had high comprehension, they could likely already perform minor divine abilities. In terms of combat power, they were only slightly inferior to ordinary Purple Mansion Realm cultivators.

As the battle between the two began, the entire stage was filled with sword and knife intent, with violent energy shockwaves constantly impacting the stage's protective shield. Occasionally, Dharma Aspect shadows would rise, unleashing powerful and terrifying might.

To those with less keen eyesight, it would seem like a massive explosion of energy, dazzling and violent.

Fortunately, every martial stage was equipped with high-level protective formations, allowing both sides to fight freely without harming outsiders.

The two were about the same age, with equally matched talent and bloodlines, making it impossible to determine a winner for the time being.

The onlookers outside were enthralled, excited, and would occasionally let out exclamations of surprise during thrilling moments of the battle.

As the battle continued, more and more people gathered around the stage. The popularity of Jiang Yuanwu and Wang Ningyu soared, and even many who were initially unconvinced by the White-clothed Phoenix King Wang Ningyu couldn't help but be won over.

The battle lasted for a full hour.

Only when both were nearly exhausted of profound energy did they simultaneously withdraw, exchanging glances and reaching a mutual agreement, "Shall we call this battle a draw?"

With their unanimous agreement, the Divine Realm judges ultimately declared the battle a draw.

After this battle, a sense of mutual admiration developed between Jiang Yuanwu and Wang Ningyu, leading to an invitation, "Brother Ningyu, if you have free time, please visit my Duke of Jing's Mansion. Yuanwu will do his best to entertain you."

"Alright."

Wang Ningyu readily agreed.

After a battle, he had a great deal of respect for Jiang Yuanwu. Moreover, as a member of the Wang Clan, he had the duty and responsibility to forge good relationships for the clan while traveling the world. Now that he had encountered someone he deemed worthy of befriending, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

After making arrangements, the two returned to their respective boxes.

In Wang Ningyu's box, besides him, there were only Prince Shengjun of the Great Qian and Wang Anyuan.

As soon as he entered the box, the cold and icy aura surrounding Wang Ningyu dissipated completely, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Jiang Yuanwu is indeed worthy of being called the 'Little Holy Master,' with his mastery of the Wave Cutter knife intent. I almost lost today."

"Ningyu, are you alright?" Wang Anyuan hurriedly approached, taking out a Longevity Tree leaf for him to hold in his mouth, "Don't worry too much. Jiang Yuanwu is one of the top talents of the younger generation in the Eastern Martial Sacred Land. It's already quite impressive that you could fight him to a draw."

Although Wang Anyuan is known as the [Lonely Sword Saint], with the nickname [Melancholy Young Master], most of it is just an act. It's fine to put on airs in front of outsiders, but if he were to act "invincible in loneliness" or "melancholic and sentimental" in front of the Wang Clan members, he'd likely get beaten by the elders.

"An Yuan is right."

Over the years, Prince Shengjun's cultivation had also improved significantly, and his demeanor had become more composed and steady. At this moment, he also offered words of comfort, "Jiang Yuanwu's strength is said to be no less than Wei Yuansheng's. I reckon you'd be evenly matched with the current number one, Wei Yuansheng."

After speaking, Prince Shengjun couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

This time, the Eastern Qian indeed stole the spotlight. Besides Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu, the other disciples of Eastern Qian's families, though not as dazzling, performed quite well.

The only issue was that despite the excitement, they hadn't even caught a glimpse of Princess Luojia.

The Northern Zhou royal family publicly stated that she was in a critical phase of closed-door cultivation and would invite the young talents as guests and apologize once she emerged.

"Twenty-first Uncle, I'm fine." Wang Ningyu wiped the blood from his mouth. Although his internal energy was still surging, his face showed no discomfort, instead revealing a sense of exhilaration, "We should have come out for a walk long ago. I never imagined that I, Wang Ningyu, would be so formidable."

"That's true." Wang Anyuan nodded in agreement, "At home, we couldn't beat this one or that one. But out here, the world is surprisingly interesting."

Prince Shengjun listened with a face full of helplessness.

You two are having fun, but why don't you consider the feelings of those you've defeated? Moreover, while this time was glorious, his own limelight as Prince Shengjun was completely overshadowed.

Meanwhile.

In the box where Jiang Yuanwu was located, he immediately sat cross-legged upon returning, circulating his profound energy to dispel the profound ice chill that had penetrated his bones.

Amidst the misty aura, a layer of ice crystals covered his hair, eyebrows, and skin.

"Crack!"

After a moment, the ice crystals shattered, and Jiang Yuanwu opened his eyes, feeling a lingering fear, "Such a strong Ice Phoenix bloodline, such a formidable Wang Ningyu. If we continued fighting, I fear I would have lost."

"I've made up my mind," Chen Yixuan said, blinking her eyes, "I can't miss out on a good match like Wang Ningyu. Little Red, Little Green, take my jade pendant to Young Master Wang and invite him to visit our Duke of Cheng's Mansion."

"Yes, Miss." Little Red and Little Green accepted the order and left.

"Chen Yixuan, you are the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Cheng's Mansion. How can you be so shameless?" Jiang Liyue was anxious, "Little Willow, Little Peach, you also take my jade pendant to Young Master Wang."

Chen Yixuan and Jiang Liyue glared at each other, both feeling quite displeased.

After all, there is a tradition in Northern Zhou that when a woman gives a man a jade pendant, it subtly indicates her affection.

"Why are you two sisters like this?" Little Duke Chen Taiqing advised, "I looked at Wang Ningyu. Besides being handsome, having a decent bloodline, and being strong, what's so good about him? I heard he's just from a mere fifth-grade family in Eastern Qian, not worthy of your status."

"Shut up, our Ningyu is a thousand times better than you!" Chen Yixuan and Jiang Liyue retorted angrily in unison.

Even Jiang Yuanwu spoke up for Wang Ningyu, "I think Brother Ningyu is quite good. With his potential and qualifications, his future prospects are limitless. He might even become a Lingxu Realm cultivator. But don't hurt your relationship; compete fairly and see who Brother Ningyu chooses."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four maids who had gone to deliver the jade pendants returned dejectedly, "Miss, there are too many people. In just a short while, over a hundred jade pendants have been sent."

"So many?"

Chen Yixuan and Jiang Liyue felt a strong sense of crisis upon hearing this.

After exchanging a glance, they both made a decision in their hearts.

It seems they have to go in person.

As they retrieved their jade pendants and stepped out, they were startled by the scene before them.

They saw young ladies from various families pouring out of different boxes, their eyes shining, "murderous intent" as they charged towards Wang Ningyu's box.

Many of them were members of their bestie group, and even some unmarried princesses from the royal family and the King of Wei's Mansion were mixed in, many of whom were not to be underestimated.

Of course, not all the young ladies had their eyes on the White-clothed Phoenix King Wang Ningyu. Some preferred the Lonely Sword Saint Wang Anyuan. His aloofness and the faint melancholy hidden in his eyes were truly heart-wrenching, making people want to comfort and protect him.

This...

The competition was too fierce.

"Let's join forces first... and then decide the winner."

"Agreed!"

The two legitimate daughters of the Duke's families quickly formed an alliance and then joined the crowd.

Seeing this scene, Princess Luojia couldn't help but laugh and shake her head.

These girls are too unreserved. Is it really worth being so infatuated and lovesick over just one man?

Little did she know, just as she finished her internal complaint, her expression suddenly changed as she looked out the window at a familiar figure, a smile of delight appearing on her face, "It's Young Master Shouye. I didn't expect him to arrive so quickly."

She was just about to step out to greet him but suddenly stopped.

Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao~ you must be reserved. Since he came to find you, he will naturally come to see you.

However, in her moment of hesitation, that figure passed through the crowd like a phantom and entered Wang Ningyu's box.

Princess Luojia's eyes went blank.

Uh... she had misunderstood.

Meanwhile.

Inside Wang Ningyu's box, the uncle and nephew were also caught off guard by the crowd outside, looking at each other in dismay.

In this situation, they didn't dare open the door, fearing they would be overwhelmed by the young ladies. They had never been so popular in their lives.

Not to mention, among the "An" generation, Wang Anye was as dazzling as a sun. And in the "Ning" generation, Wang Ningxi was also a legendary figure in the Wang Clan.

There were simply too many outstanding peers of the same age, and they were just ordinary members of the Wang Clan.

Thinking about the attention and popularity they had received recently, they felt as if their bones were floating.

Suddenly.

A voice, half-smiling, echoed in the box.

"Lonely Sword Saint, White-clothed Phoenix King, you two sure know how to have fun."

Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu's bodies stiffened, and they almost simultaneously turned around, bowing towards the source of the voice with an awkward yet polite expression, "Seventh Grandfather, what brings you here?"