"Sabotage? I see it as a helping hand!
Alright, no need to fret. That scoundrel has already fled.
If there are any further issues, just report them to Huang Qiusheng and have him settle it with the Immortal Alliance!"
Perfected Man Fujiao snapped at Wang Xianmao once more before summoning Zhou Yingxi to his side, questioning her ticulously about her cultivation progress.
Wang Xianmao glanced at the expressionless Mu Chunzer and the still-shaken Zhou Yingxi. Without a word, he turned and flew back toward the Defense Cultivator's Residence.
"Patriarch?" Yulou looked toward the clan leader.
Under the effects of the Spirit Marrow ridian Cleansing Pill, his tongue had already recovered significantly in just a brief mont. It certainly justified its steep price!
Looking at Yulou, who still had traces of blood lingering at the corner of his mouth, the Patriarch felt a wave of emotion wash over him.
To think that the young lad of the past had matured into such a responsible junior of the family after ten years of tempering in Clear Stream Market.
He had managed to break free even from the control of a grand cultivator.
'Yulou, you are the Qilin child of our Wang Clan. At a critical juncture like this, you shouldn't waste your potential staying with the family!'
"Yulou, let's go. I am personally escorting you to Dripdrop Cave right this instant!"
The Patriarch grabbed Yulou's hand, intending to set off imdiately.
He was terrified. Dripdrop Cave enjoyed the sa renown as Wondrous Peak Mountain and boasted three Purple Palace True Persons.
Yulou would finally be safe there!
Seeing the Patriarch in such a frantic rush, both Yu'an and Yulou were taken aback.
Previously, the clan's plan for them was to first return to the family to cultivate until they reached the Qi Refining stage.
Once they broke through to the Qi Refining stage, they would head to the sect to learn its specific cultivation thods.
After mastering those thods, the sect would grant special permission for these disciples of the Wang Clan to return ho.
When dealing with those Purple Palace sects, the Wang Clan of Anbei Kingdom possessed the leverage to negotiate terms!
Only after they reached the middle Qi Refining stage within the family and accumulated enough experience would they begin serving the sect, which would double as their mandatory tempering.
Back then, Wang Xianzhou had progressed step by step in exactly this manner.
First cultivating within the family, then entering a Purple Palace sect to learn its subtle techniques. Once his Qi Refining was successful, he joined Red Lantern Illumination, using it as a springboard to leap into the Immortal Alliance.
Every step had been highly successful—if not for the later accident, Wang Xianzhou would have long since beco a renowned high-stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator commanding an entire region.
Under this arrangent, Yulou could obtain top-tier cultivation thods from the sect while simultaneously drawing upon the family's resources to build a flawless foundation, securing a rock-solid base for his future path.
But if he were sent to Dripdrop Cave right now, his entire cultivation plan would be upended.
The family accumulation before Qi Refining took about ten years, and the accumulation within the family after Qi Refining took about five years. Only a full fifteen years of preparation could guarantee that Yulou would not fall behind the scions of the great sects and the Immortal Alliance.
"You don't understand..."
Recalling Perfected Man Fujiao's bizarre deanor, Wang Xianmao sighed, filled with deep anxiety.
To Perfected Man Fujiao, war was a welco event. The Patriarch's emotional ties made him reluctant to believe such a possibility.
Yet his rationality forced him to realize that a war with the enemy could indeed unite the Red Lantern Illumination Sect, adding fuel to their ancestor's quest for the Golden Core.
"Patriarch, wait! Please don't send them away just yet. Yu Shuo has sothing to report!"
The Patriarch turned around to see Householder Redbrow looking thoroughly terrified.
He had retained his consciousness while being controlled. He had not forgotten the mories of that mont, and Yulou certainly wouldn't either!
Hearing Yulou's voice transmission, Wang Xianmao raised a hand to silence Redbrow. He then gathered the mbers of the Wang Clan and led them straight back to Fortune Source Residence.
The Defense Cultivator's Residence was Mu Chunzer's territory after all. Redbrow held secrets that were entirely unsuited for discussion there!
Wang Xianmao gave He Laosan a harsh scolding when the spirit crane tried to haggle. In the end, He Laosan took to the skies with great reluctance.
"That third brother of ours... I doubt he will ever achieve great things in this lifeti!"
As a spirit beast at the peak of the Small Demon Realm, He Laoda could be considered equivalent to a high-stage Qi Refining combatant, staying behind to guard the clan over the long term.
Usually, the one the Patriarch kept by his side to deliver ssages was either He Laoer or He Laosan.
The third was the youngest and the craftiest, constantly enjoying making mischief at the expense of the Wang family mbers.
Glancing outside and confirming that Perfected Man Fujiao had truly departed, Wang Xianmao turned back to Redbrow, his voice turning solemn.
"Speak up, Redbrow. I've known for a long ti that you harbored secrets, but Yulou wanted to grant you a chance at Foundation Establishnt.
Because of that, I am willing to give you an opportunity to co clean. You know exactly what transpired today.
If you can clearly understand what you want, then confess everything properly!"
Perfected Man Fujiao was entirely different from True Person Danri. Having anchored his soul within the corpse of a flood dragon, his every movent was grand and ostentatious; he couldn't hide even if he wanted to.
Therefore, Wang Xianmao had no fear that his conversation with Redbrow would be overheard.
Inside the bedroom, the two sat across from each other. Redbrow took a deep breath, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
"Since things have reached this point, I can no longer keep it hidden.
I was once a disciple of the Sky Serpent Sect. My Dao companion was An Ning, a female Foundation Establishnt cultivator from Hidden Dragon Abbey.
We..."
Wang Xianmao never expected that the brief arrival of that mysterious grand cultivator would actually shake loose such a revelation.
He rose to his feet in astonishnt, demanding loudly, "Are you saying that the Hidden Dragon Abbey Foundation Establishnt cultivator who passed away near Clear Stream Market years ago was actually An Ning, the one who nearly opened her Purple Palace?"
Back then, for the sake of that anonymous Hidden Dragon Abbey Foundation Establishnt cultivator's remains, the families, rogue cultivators, and bandit cultivators around Clear Stream Market had searched relentlessly for nearly a decade.
Not a single soul expected that the deceased cultivator was actually the thoroughly renowned An Ning of Hidden Dragon Abbey!
But Redbrow had no other choice; he had already exposed his mastery of Charm Art.
The mont the Wang Clan chose to investigate, they would inevitably discover his background with the Sky Serpent Sect.
It was impossible to hide any longer!
That scoundrel who had controlled him to dance and execute the Charm Art was utterly detestable!
With a bitter expression, Redbrow nodded his head in resignation.
"Yes!"
Wang Xianmao stared at the mountain of flesh before him. He looked up and down but failed to see what qualities in Redbrow's heavy appearance could possibly attract a female cultivator who had nearly ascended to the Purple Palace realm.
"You claim she was your Dao companion?"
"Yes..."
"And Zhong Ningyao is her daughter?"
"Yes..."
Wang Xianmao still found it hard to accept. Sure, you, Redbrow, kept yourself deeply concealed for so many years, hiding incredibly well.
Let alone , even when True Person Danri stood right in front of you back then, he failed to realize that your true cultivation lay in Charm Arts—and the Sky Serpent Sect's Charm Arts at that.
But that was at least a concept Wang Xianmao, as a normal cultivator, could understand. It was shocking, yet within the realm of possibility.
Yet now Redbrow claid his Dao companion was a female cultivator famous throughout Hidden Dragon Abbey and the entire northwestern region of the Wunan Basin. This was simply too absurd to process.
Just what did you bring to the table?
"So, what are you trying to say? Don't tell that the Mountain-Flipping Flood Dragon's egg has sothing to do with you two."
So matters were better left unthought of, but the mont Wang Xianmao began connecting the dots, he realized sothing was terribly amiss.
The trouble brewing behind Redbrow seed incredibly massive.
Redbrow tugged at his clothing. Upon his crimson robes, two beautiful spirit serpents seed to co alive, slithering across the fabric.
"It wasn't just one egg. It was two eggs, and they are both right here..."
Wang Xianmao sucked in a sharp breath of cold air.
An Ning, oh An Ning, you truly were a heavenly genius of your generation!
A Mountain-Flipping Flood Dragon with a Demon General cultivation was roughly equivalent to a Purple Palace expert.
Yet you actually used the true spirits within its eggs as spiritual essence, refining them into a spiritual artifact robe for your own Dao companion to wear...
As expected of soone from Hidden Dragon Abbey!
He glared at Redbrow with an unfriendly gaze, already contemplating putting an end to him.
This individual was tied to far too much trouble to be left alive. Otherwise, the Wang Clan, which was already facing potential danger, would be pushed into an even more precarious position!
However, Redbrow's next words caused Wang Xianmao's complexion to alter completely.
"What I want to report today isn't about this. This spiritual artifact robe will absolutely not bring any trouble.
My wife's attainnt in the artificing path could rival the Purple Palace realm. When I wore it to et True Person Danri back then, didn't he also fail to notice anything amiss?
Patriarch, what I truly wish to report is the location of my wife's remains."
The real at of the matter had finally arrived. Wang Xianmao pondered how he should handle this ticking ti bomb nad Redbrow, asking composedly, "Where is it?"
Redbrow gritted his teeth and said, "You must sign a Dao contract, promising to grant an opportunity for Foundation Establishnt and agreeing to relinquish control over once I succeed. Only then will I speak."
Wang Xianmao rely shook his head, and Redbrow instantly rolled off his chair onto the floor from a sudden burst of agony.
He wailed miserably, thrashing about.
The Black Vine Soul-Locking Art was a secret technique Wang Xianmao executed through his divine ability. Its effects were naturally exceptional, and before long, Redbrow could no longer endure it.
"Patriarch! I want to establish my foundation! I want to achieve Foundation Establishnt! Let break through! Let us sign a Dao contract! I won't bring any more trouble to the Wang Clan!"
On one side was the temptation of longevity by doubling his lifespan, and on the other was a torturous pain that made even breathing difficult.
Redbrow felt as though he were on the brink of losing his mind.
"It seems you've forgotten, Redbrow.
The Wang Clan owes you nothing. It was you who harbored murderous intent toward the two brothers, Yulou and Yu'an.
Sparing your life was already giving you a chance.
I am in a foul mood today. Do not test my patience, understood?"
Wang Xianmao would absolutely never sign any Dao contract with this massive liability.
An Ning had been dead for many years. Who knew what was even left of the remains she had left behind? It was highly probable that Redbrow had already squandered it all away.
Furthermore, these two had been audacious enough to purchase a Mountain-Flipping Flood Dragon's egg and extract its true spirit to refine a robe.
A standoff ensued. Redbrow was unwilling to accept his fate; he yearned for Foundation Establishnt, and he yearned for eternal life.
In his youth, his handso features had earned him the favor of his sect elders.
Upon reaching adulthood, those sa looks had captured An Ning's heart.
After leaving the Sky Serpent Sect, he had relied on the treasures left by his Dao companion to cultivate all the way to the Peak Qi Refining realm.
His cultivation base was high, yet his Dao heart was utterly unstable. He possessed only wild ambitions without any true inner resolve.
His wild ambitions had driven him to plunder the Golden Light Pavilion; his wild ambitions had led him to believe the Wang Clan would let him off the hook; and those sa ambitions had guided him step by step into a dead end.
Finally, under the Patriarch's interrogation, Redbrow succumbed. He cried out in agony, "Stop! Stop! Stop! I'll speak!"
Wang Xianmao halted the technique and demanded, "Where is it?"
"My wife was halfway through opening her Purple Palace when she failed due to a soul injury, but her five-elent Dao foundation had already fused together."
Wang Xianmao had lost count of how many tis his expression had abruptly shifted today.
The whims of fate were truly unpredictable; far too many matters had completely bypassed the old Patriarch's expectations.
"You an to say?"
Choking back tears, Redbrow spoke as though resigning himself to his fate.
"Yes. My wife's remains reside within her Purple Mansion minor grotto-heaven.
That is why the people of Hidden Dragon Abbey could never find it, and why the rogue cultivators failed as well.
She is not in this world, but within the grotto-heaven!"
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