Protect Our Patriarch-Chapter 79Book 5: : Our family An Ye is also qualified to compete for the Immortal Scripture now

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"Uh... hehe."

Having his identity revealed by the Sword Ji and Formation Ji, Ji Wuchen could only reluctantly maneuver his flying sword to emerge, despite his unwillingness.

Under the astonished gazes of Ji Qianqian, Yuntai An, and Wei Qingyun, the Divine Spirit Artifact "Years" emitted a gentle glow. Soon, the ethereal image of an elder with white hair and beard, exuding an immortal aura, slowly appeared above the sword.

The three of them widened their eyes in unison.

"Wuchen greets Miss Sword Ji and Miss Formation Ji," Ji Wuchen awkwardly cupped his hands in salute, greeting them with a guilty conscience, "It's been seven or eight thousand years..."

"Who are you calling 'Miss'?"

"Watch your words."

Before Ji Wuchen could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the angry retort of the Sword Ji and Formation Ji.

He was taken aback.

When An Ye called the various Spirit Artifacts 'Miss', they were always delighted and enthusiastic. Why was he being rebuffed?

"Ancestor Wuchen? Is it really you?" Ji Qianqian finally dared to confirm Ji Wuchen's identity, covering her mouth in shock.

Although the ancestral hall at home had a portrait of Ancestor Wuchen, and he indeed looked like this, how did Ancestor Wuchen become a Spirit Artifact? And why was he by Young Master An Ye's side?

Ji Qianqian was a bit dazed, feeling like her mind couldn't keep up.

"Qianqian, you're a good child, I've been watching," Ji Wuchen awkwardly praised, trying to comfort her, "Stay silent for now, and I'll acknowledge you after dealing with the current situation."

"Yes, Ancestor."

Ji Qianqian nodded obediently, though her eyes were still filled with shock.

"Senior Sword Ji, Senior Formation Ji," Ji Wuchen once again cupped his hands to apologize to the two, "This matter is indeed my fault. It was my impulsiveness and recklessness back then that led to a series of irreversible consequences. Fortunately, the heavens showed mercy, allowing a remnant of my soul to survive till now, and I even took An Ye as my precious disciple."

"So Young Master An Ye is indeed your disciple!" The Sword Ji and Formation Ji were overjoyed, "In light of you taking such a good disciple, we'll forgive you."

With that, the two women left Ji Wuchen behind and happily flew over to Wang Anye, saying excitedly, "Young Master An Ye, it's getting late, let's get to the main topic. Quickly open your spiritual platform, we can't wait to merge with you."

"…"

Wang Anye was speechless.

What kind of bold words were these?

"I object!" After recovering somewhat from the baptism of the divine rain, Yuntai An raised his hand in opposition, "I admit Young Master An Ye is strong, and his comprehension of sword intent is impressive, so it's natural for the Sword Ji and Formation Ji to value him. But he hasn't left a mark on the Sword Comprehension Tablet, which is like getting married without registering with the authorities—it's not quite legitimate."

"That's reasonable," the Sword Ji and Formation Ji initially wanted to hit him, but had to admit he had a point, "An Ye, just leave a sword mark, so others don't think we sisters can't resist a handsome man."

Oh well.

After a brief consideration, Wang Anye grabbed the "Years" sword and released the "Sword Intent of All Living Beings," striking the Sword Comprehension Tablet with a single slash.

Unlike the full-force strike during the heavenly tribulation, this sword intent contained no profound energy, yet its essence was fully displayed.

In an instant, a sword mark about a foot deep was left on the Sword Comprehension Tablet.

It was more than twice as powerful as the mark left by Chen Jianming, the founding ancestor of the Sword Ji and Formation Ji.

"This..."

Yuntai An swallowed hard, looking at Wang Anye with a different gaze.

If he previously regarded Wang Anye as a formidable peer, now Wang Anye was a golden opportunity in his eyes.

Such a powerful sword intent, no wonder it could disperse even the final divine tribulation lightning.

This guy's future is boundless.

For a moment, Yuntai An decided he must seize the opportunity to form a good relationship with Young Master An Ye.

"Excellent, excellent, a sword mark over a foot deep, exceptional talent, outstanding comprehension, and so handsome~" The Sword Ji and Formation Ji were thrilled, "He perfectly meets our criteria for a successor, not a suitor."

"Didn't you two seniors previously say you would consider family background?" Yuntai An asked, slightly dissatisfied, "Without a good family background, reaching the late Void Realm would be quite challenging, right?"

"That's true, An Ye, how's your family background?" The Sword Ji and Formation Ji snapped back to reality, reassuring him, "Don't worry, if your family background is lacking, we sisters can find ways to earn more resources."

"Rest assured, seniors," Ji Wuchen interjected, "An Ye's family can be described in four words—'wealth rivaling nations'."

Instantly, the Sword Ji and Formation Ji smiled so widely their eyes curved.

What could be more delightful than this?

Handsome, gentle, talented, and immensely wealthy! Such a perfect successor, usually only seen in dreams, appeared right before them.

"All procedures are complete! Let's merge now!" Sword Ji excitedly pulled Formation Ji towards An Ye, ready to begin the contract.

However.

At that moment.

Suddenly, several intense spatial fluctuations came from the sky.

"Crash!"

As a spatial rift was torn open, an elder engulfed in blazing flames appeared in the sky.

He wore a dark robe that fluttered without wind, exuding a powerful and fiery aura. As soon as he appeared, the temperature of the entire sword tomb began to rise.

This person was none other than the renowned True Lord of Blazing Fire, Wei Dongyu, of the entire Immortal Dynasty.

His gaze was stern and sharp as he scanned the scene. Seeing Wei Qingyun lying on the ground, looking severely injured, anger immediately flashed across his face, his voice booming like thunder: "Qingyun, what happened?"

"Ancestor!"

Wei Qingyun, who had almost buried his head in the dirt, felt both ashamed and wronged upon seeing his ancestor, almost bursting into tears.

He choked up before hoarsely saying, "I failed."

He had never experienced such a setback and defeat in his life.

"This...?" Wei Dongyu gasped.

He never expected that a well-prepared, seemingly foolproof operation would fail.

However, before he could inquire further, intense spatial fluctuations once again appeared in the sky around him.

"Crash!"

"Tear!"

With two piercing tearing sounds, two deep, dark spatial rifts appeared, and soon, two more Void Realm experts, Yao Yuangang and Ji Yue'er, revealed themselves.

Because they had to tear through space to travel, both naturally unleashed their full power, displaying their Void Realm might to the fullest.

At this moment, Yao Yuangang was surrounded by rippling water waves, as if clad in a water-colored armor. Behind him, an almost tangible Dharma Aspect—a massive ink-colored Kylin—roared with its head held high, exuding an extraordinary and domineering presence.

His overwhelming aura caused half the sky to ripple with dark water-colored waves, truly terrifying.

As the husband of the Chaoyang King, Yao Yuangang had made significant contributions on the Immortal-Demon Battlefield and the outer region battlefield.

At his peak, he had even co-led three elite Immortal Dynasty legions with the Chaoyang King. Over thousands of years, he had experienced countless battles, large and small.

It could be said that he was responsible for at least half of the glory on the Chaoyang King's crown.

Therefore, the Immortal Emperor personally conferred upon him the title of "True Lord of Profound Water." However, he was a low-key person, rarely showing himself, known to outsiders only as the husband of the Chaoyang King, with only a few familiar with his true abilities.

As for Ji Yue'er, she too unleashed her full aura, her golden snake eyes narrowed, her gaze sharp and cold.

She wore a plain white dress, her figure seemingly shrouded in an eerie shadow. Dense gray mist spread from her, enveloping half the sky behind her.

Within the mist, a massive white serpent-like phantom coiled between heaven and earth, neither dragon nor snake, yet exuding a domineering and ferocious aura as if from ancient wilderness, its fierce might overwhelming.

Clearly, her Dharma Aspect was not akin to a Kylin, a benevolent beast, but more likely an ancient fierce beast, yet equally imposing.

Even among the three Void Realm experts present, she was the youngest and had been in the Void Realm for the shortest time, but her aura alone commanded respect.

The three of them had sensed a "violent" energy fluctuation from this direction, prompting them to tear through space to investigate.

However, none of them expected the scene to be so dire.

Apart from Wang Anye and Ji Qianqian, both Wei Qingyun and Yuntai An were down. Especially Wei Qingyun, he was in a terrible state.

"Ancestor, I failed."

Seeing his ancestor, Yuntai An was also filled with shame, his voice barely audible.

Yao Yuangang frowned, but quickly said, "As long as the process was fair, failure is just failure. As for the manual, we can think of other ways."

"Giggle~ It seems my young master has won," Ji Yue'er laughed happily.

Though she had full confidence in her young master, there was always a bit of anxiety until the dust settled. Now, seeing the scene, she felt reassured.

"Qingyun, what exactly happened?" At this moment, Wei Dongyu noticed the Tree of Fortune beside Wang Anye, his expression turning grim.

"Ancestor, this, this..." Wei Qingyun struggled to get up, his eyes flickering.

"Let me explain," Yuntai An coldly glanced at Wei Qingyun, then recounted the events from start to finish, without bias or concealment.

Initially, Yao Yuangang's expression remained normal, but as he listened further, his face grew increasingly grim, eventually turning ashen: "Imprisoning the Tree of Fortune, extracting its source power, and secretly using the 'Deceiving Heaven Lightning Summoning Talisman'... very well! Wei Dongyu, how do you explain this?"

"My Qingyun used the Tree of Fortune to enhance his fortune, merely to increase his chances of success, which doesn't violate the Immortal Dynasty's laws," Wei Dongyu retorted, "As for the 'Deceiving Heaven Lightning Summoning Talisman', our Wei Clan has never heard of it."

"Nonsense!" Yuntai An angrily exclaimed, "If it weren't for Wei Qingyun using the Deceiving Heaven Lightning Summoning Talisman, how could the divine tribulation lightning have been triggered? I endured six heavenly thunders!"

"Prince Yuntai, that's merely one of your subjective assumptions. With so many people present, everyone is a suspect. How do you know it was definitely my Qingyun?" Wei Dongyu coldly replied, "In my opinion, perhaps it was that East Qian boy's doing. Otherwise, why wasn't he struck by the heavenly thunder? And clearly, he gained the most from this."

"Hey, you old man," Ji Yue'er's face turned cold, "Who are you to slander my young master?"

"It's just a conjecture. Can Prince Yuntai make conjectures, but this old man can't?" Wei Dongyu was clearly not easy to deal with, deftly shifting the blame away from Wei Qingyun.

Yuntai An's face turned awkward.

He knew very well that Wei Qingyun was likely behind this, but he had no concrete evidence. After such a violent divine tribulation cloud, the heavenly secrets would be disrupted, and ordinary time-reversal artifacts couldn't reveal the truth.

Unless the Immortal Emperor personally intervened, uncovering the truth would be nearly impossible.

"Don't worry, Brother Yuntai," Wang Anye calmly advised, "The truth of this matter is clear to us, just be more cautious in the future."

"Young Master An Ye, you've won my friendship," Yuntai An said gratefully, "Had you not saved me from the last heavenly thunder, I might have perished. Once you finish dealing with the Ji Clan, you must visit my Chaoyang King's residence."

"Certainly," Wang Anye replied courteously.

"Hmph!" Wei Dongyu continued, "Failure is failure. However, could that East Qian boy return the Tree of Fortune to us?"

"Hehe~" Wang Anye chuckled coldly, "Is the Tree of Fortune yours? You used sinister means to imprison it, extracting its source, and now you want to continue abusing it? You can ask it yourself if it wants to return to the Wei Clan."

"Yiya hey yiyi ya!" The Tree of Fortune roared angrily, tightly wrapping around Wang Anye, clearly indicating, "I don't want to go to the Wei Clan, I'm sticking with you."

"Brother Wei, while there's no evidence for the other matters, imprisoning and abusing the Tree of Fortune was indeed excessive," Yao Yuangang frowned, "Now that it's free, if it doesn't wish to return, it's best not to force it."

Yao Yuangang was well aware.

He knew Yuntai An's character and believed his account. But without evidence, he couldn't openly accuse, though keeping the Tree of Fortune to trouble the Wei Clan was still worthwhile.

"Giggle~" Ji Yue'er laughed, "Old Wei, since the Tree of Fortune wants to stay with our young master, you'll have to get past me to take it back."

"Hmph!"

Wei Dongyu looked at Yao Yuangang and Ji Yue'er, his expression extremely grim.

Facing two opponents alone, he would undoubtedly suffer a loss in a fight.

He realized that today, he wouldn't be able to retrieve the Tree of Fortune by himself. This operation had truly been a costly failure.

"The mountains are high and the roads are long. My Wei Clan will not let this matter rest."

Wei Dongyu wasted no more words, waving his hand to envelop Wei Qingyun in a surge of energy, then soared into the sky with great momentum.

"Yiya yiya!" (The bad guys are finally gone!)

The Tree of Fortune clung to Wang Anye, rubbing against him happily, even raising a finger towards the departing Wei Dongyu.

"Congratulations, Young Master An Ye, on winning the Sword Formation Manual and gaining other significant rewards," Ji Yue'er descended gracefully, offering her congratulations.

The stronger and more promising the Wang Clan she served, the safer her future, naturally making her happy.

"This was all thanks to your support, Ji Enforcer," Wang Anye thanked her, then added, "While I inherit the manual, please take care of the Tree of Fortune."

"This is my duty, no need to mention it," Ji Yue'er readily agreed.

After entrusting the Tree of Fortune to Ji Yue'er, Wang Anye bid farewell to Yuntai An and Yao Yuangang, while Ji Qianqian went to care for her great-grandfather, Ji Yanxiu.

Having completed these tasks, Wang Anye focused on inheriting the Sword Formation Manual.

He opened his spiritual platform, and the Sword Formation Manual eagerly flew into it, initiating a process of refining and merging.

Simultaneously, the accumulated "essence of heaven and earth" within the manual, already brimming, poured into Wang Anye like a refreshing spring.

The core of the manual consisted of two parts: one part was the manual itself, refined from a Dao Comprehension Stone mixed with other materials, containing the cultivation techniques and insights of previous generations.

The other part was an energy storage section, refined from heavenly materials, capable of absorbing and storing the essence of heaven and earth for the next successor. Naturally, the quality of the materials used affected the total amount of essence that could be stored.

These two components complemented each other, both indispensable.

Typically, the manual could be filled with essence within three to four thousand years, but once full, it would overflow, so the Sword Formation Manual didn't store much more essence than ordinary manuals.

However, it was more than enough for Wang Anye.

The "divine rain" from the heavenly tribulation had already elevated his bloodline from a Grade D Peerless Prodigy to Grade C. Now, under the baptism of the rich and gentle power from the manual, akin to soaking in a hot spring, his bloodline aptitude rapidly advanced, leaping from Grade C to Grade B!

This was the legendary "Grade B Peerless Prodigy."

If a Grade C Peerless Prodigy had immense potential and could aim for the late Void Realm, then a Grade B Peerless Prodigy was an entirely different concept.

With bloodline aptitude at this level, Wang Anye was fully qualified to contend for the legendary Immortal Scripture!

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