Chapter 1100: Chapter 1094: Father Rises By Daughter’s Fame
Mournful cries echoed throughout Northguard City.
Li Zhijing, who had returned brimming with joy, suddenly felt a wave of dizziness wash over her. Her vision dimmed, the world spinning for a brief moment.
When she had suffered at the hands of Qiu Xunfa, all she felt was anger. But now, seeing her father wailing as though grieving at a funeral, a delayed, lingering fear surged through her heart…
Watching Li Xinri thrash and cry out wildly in broad daylight before a gathered crowd, Li Zhijing’s eyes reddened.
Aside from a trace of embarrassment at her father’s undignified display, what remained was a sharp sting in her nose—an overwhelming swell of emotion.
Her grandfather was stationed at the frontlines.
Her father held no authority before him, nor any standing within the main branch of the family.
Perhaps the only way her father could think of to seek justice… was to cast aside his dignity entirely—using this spectacle to win sympathy and broadcast their grievance to the world.
“Go to your father.” Li Wei waved his hand, deciding it was best to stop this farce from continuing.
Li Zhijing immediately flew toward the city and called out to him.
Li Xinri turned his head—and froze.
He turned away, then snapped his head back again, his face instantly lighting up with overwhelming joy.
A flicker of embarrassment crossed his expression. He quickly changed his tone and shouted,
“Those Qiu bastards dared harm my daughter! I, Li Xinri, now have an irreconcilable feud with them! Do they think bearing the surname Qiu makes them the Heavenly King? My Li Clan fears no one!”
Seeing Li Zhijing return pletely unharmed, the people of Northguard City collectively let out a breath of relief.
Most of the residents were relatives of Li Xinghuo’s subordinates.
If Li Zhijing had died, they would have been forced to intervene. It was fortunate she was safe.
The Qiu Clan possessed no fewer than three Void Refinement experts, not to mention a Second mander.
When facing such a terrifying immortal clan, it was always better to turn major conflict into minor grievances.
On the city wall, Li Zhijing explained everything to Li Xinri.
But when they turned to look for the Ancestor again, he had already vanished.
…
Li Wei appeared within Northguard City like a shadow.
Year after year had passed. Most of his time was spent resolving enemies in the Western Frontier or cultivating in seclusion. Only in rare moments of leisure did he observe his other descendants.
In the Demon-Suppressing Grotto-Heaven alone, the Li Clan’s bloodline had grown to over two thousand members.
Within the demon-suppressing branch, many had risen to prominence—Li Zhijing among them.
Others were leveraged by their maternal families, while still serving the demon-suppressing branch.
After all, the branch’s trade in demonic beasts and their materials had expanded into a massive enterprise.
“Clan ties are built on bloodline, interests, and kinship,” Li Wei murmured.
Even the Li family could not escape worldly constraints.
To reproduce meant marriage. Marriage meant in-laws.
Even within the clan, factions would inevitably form.
Yet their family was also different.
As Ancestor, he could observe every clansman, maintaining the purest thread of the core bloodline.
He watched Li Zhijing and Li Xinri return to the Grotto-Heaven.
The clan gathered to discuss, opinions sharply divided.
Some of the older members immediately suggested swallowing the grievance in silence.
Meanwhile, Li Xinri and Li Zhijing remained calm, saying nothing about what had happened within the Qiu Clan’s immortal mountain.
“A former playboy and a spoiled young lady… Time truly tempers people.”
Li Wei felt a trace of satisfaction. They were handling matters properly.
Over the years, while he had been absent, much had changed across the family.
[Your descendant Li Xinri concealed his true abilities for many years, remaining in seclusion.]
[When the Monster Race pressed the borders, Li Xinghuo led the Asura Army to war alongside the Grand Tutor.]
[As the eldest son, Li Xinri was forced to take over the Northguard City’s affairs.]
[With the support of his daughter, Li Zhijing, he gradually secured his position.]
[Acquired Trait: Father Rises by Daughter’s Fame — When his daughter is present, his prestige increases by 80%.]
[Your descendant Li Xinri obtained a Tier-5 Earth Fire obtained a Tier-5 Earth Fire from the Heavenly Fire Divine Tree of Azure Cloud Prefecture.]
[Li Xinri cultivated the Great Sun Holy Fire Scripture.]
[With his single Metal spiritual root refined through Fire, his bloodline purity increased.]
[bined with years of cultivation and the Primal Blood Fruit, his Profound Sun Physique evolved into the Heavenly Sun Flame Physique.]
[Before Divinity Transformation, cultivation speed 50%. Fire prehension 50%.]
Among the Xin generation, Li Xinri’s aptitude was far from mediocre.
With the Heavenly Sun Flame Physique, his Metal root rivaled a Heavenly-grade spiritual root. bined with Fire cultivation, his talent even surpassed Li Changyao.
And beyond that—he possessed another trait:
[Hidden and Unreleased].
“…Damn.”
Li Wei couldn’t help but curse inwardly.
Li Xinri was nearly 332 years old, yet in all that time, he had never fought.
Every clansman of that age had blood on their hands—except him.
In everyone’s eyes, Li Xinri had long been nothing more than a useless waste.
Even Li Wei himself had once believed it.
It seemed the entire Northguard City saw its ruler as… invisible.
Looking again at Li Zhijing—standing beside him, intimidating the clan members—Li Wei felt a strange expression form.
The so-called “number one Corporate Wage Slave” of the Northguard City had spent her life supporting her father…
Yet she had no idea that this very father might be the true hidden pillar of the entire branch.
Meanwhile, Li Zhijing was silently memorizing the names of every opposing clansman.
Even at over 300 years old, she retained her unruly temperament—at least in Li Wei’s eyes.
To the others, however, she was a domineering and unyielding authority.
[Your descendant Li Zhijing cultivates the “Heavenly Demon Rune Seed”. Over the years, she has contracted shape-shifting demonic beasts.
With the family’s help, she captured a Demon Emperor and incorporated it into the “Heavenly Demon Rune Seed”.]
[With the help of the Black Dragon’s reverse scale, Li Zhijing possesses the Black Dragon bloodline and can transform into a Dragonoid.
Acquired Trait: Black Dragon Demonic Physique. Can don dragon scale armor and possesses the physical strength and defense of a juvenile dragon. The juvenile dragon will grow as her Spiritual power increases.]
[Over the years, your descendant Li Zhijing has reached the fifth tier of Divinity Transformation.
Acquired Origin Soul Technique: Dragon Collapse. Summons nine black dragon phantoms from the sky to slay enemies.]
[Under Li Xinri’s education and guidance over the years, she has managed the Northguard City bit by bit, mediated the relationships between the various factions of the family’s descendants, and weeded out dissidents.
Acquired Trait: Demon-Suppressing Number One Corporate Wage Slave. When beside her father, her IQ and calmness increase.]
“…You really are a corporate wage slave.”
Li Wei looked speechlessly at the incredibly serious Li Zhijing and Li Xinri, who was continuously tossing spiritual fruits into his mouth.
He had long expected that this kid, Li Xinri, was not simple.
Soon, the Northguard City family meeting dispersed, leaving only Li Xinri and Li Zhijing.
“Dad, there are hardly any of these bastards in our demon-suppressing branch that we can rely on.”
Li Zhijing gritted her teeth, making a grinding sound.
“Not helping me take revenge is one thing, but did you hear what that brother of yours said?
He wanted to marry me off to the Qiu Clan, afraid the Qiu Clan would harbor a grudge!
Who’s the one who suffered a loss here?!”
The man in question—a Xin generation member over two hundred years old—had yet to reach Nascent Soul, yet harbored great ambition.
Li Xinri didn’t take him seriously at all.
“Why bother with him?” he said lazily.
“He only dares act like this here. In the main branch, my cousin would’ve killed him already.”
“The new Patriarch wouldn’t even bother pretending.”
Though he still felt lingering fear, he forced a smile.
“The feud with the Qiu Clan is settled. Since you’re back and we need to deal with the Qiu Clan, these people are useless anyway.
Since the Ancestor has already appeared, he must be by our side protecting us.”
At the mention of the Ancestor.
Li Xinri hastily stood up, pressed his palms together, and bowed toward the sky outside the main hall.
“Should we ask for help from the main family?” Li Zhijing slapped her thigh.
“I’ll take a Dark Crow and write a letter to the elders right now.”
“What’s the rush?”
Li Xinri hastily stopped his daughter, saying frivolously,
“It’s not like you don’t know what’s happening in Shadowfell Prefecture.
The truly formidable figures our family elders in the Western Frontier are dealing with are real heavyweights.
I heard a blood moon descended there, caused by an almighty expert who has lived for over sixty thousand years. If we send a message now, we’ll just be adding to the chaos.”
“Moreover, although our Li Clan is powerful now, we’ve inadvertently made people wary of us. At the very least…”
A hint of worry flashed in Li Xinri’s eyes.
“Crown Prince Fei Heng is dead, and now there are rumors that our Li Clan was the one who did it.
First Crown Prince Sheng, now Crown Prince Fei Heng.
Tell me, if outsiders successively killed the important members of our family, what would you think?”
“I’d whip them to death!” Li Zhijing put her hands on her hips and glared.
“Exactly. Even though the royal family is plex, they still have many fiercely loyal subordinates, and the hearts of the people in the world are plicated.
Our matter in the Northern Frontier is a small issue; it’s best not to add to the great chaos.”
Li Xinri spread his hands.
“Heaven knows how many people have their eyes fixed on our family elders. If you must write, tell them that if they can endure it, they should.”
Li Wei blinked and raised an eyebrow. “Good kid.”
Li Xinri was absolutely right.
In Shadowfell Prefecture, after killing Fei Heng, the clan members had already hidden in the Golden Toad Divine Palace. Even Yaozu was acting carefully.
As for hunting the Nirvana Holy Elder, they didn’t even dare invite the almighty experts of Shadowfell Prefecture.
It was nothing more than laying low to avoid the wind, strengthening themselves, and allowing the dynasty’s dignitaries to cool their anger.
“Then what about the Qiu Clan?” Li Zhijing was immediately placed in a difficult position.
“Hehe.”
Li Xinri grinned.
“It’s hard for the elders to make a move, but those almighty experts can’t interfere in the affairs of us juniors.
Our new Patriarch has always acted with swift and decisive thunder.
This matter concerns the face of the family. Since the Ancestor has appeared, the Patriarch will be even less willing to let it go. Besides…”
The playboy of the Northguard City stretched his muscles and bones.
“Our family passes down from generation to generation. We juniors have always been protected by our Ancestor, but there es a time when the fledglings grow into eagles.”
“The Qiu Clan is powerful, but we are not to be trifled with either.”
Outside the main hall, over a hundred descendants of the demon-suppressing branch stood neatly, leading the demonic beasts contracted by their demon-suppressing branch. Their gazes were resolute.
They were the family descendants Li Zhijing had selected across the entire demon-suppressing branch over many years—ones who were not controlled by outsiders.
Every single one of them had the Ancestor’s Spirit Tablet hanging from their waists.
Suddenly, a cold wind swept across the outer walls.
Li Xinri’s expression darkened.
In an instant, he vanished—reappearing atop the wall.
Before him stood a gaunt figure in black robes.
The man slowly lowered his hood, revealing a pale, weathered face untouched by sunlight.
The two stared at each other in silence.
Only the wind remained.
After a long moment—
Li Xinjue of Silvermoon City smiled faintly.
His voice drifted forward on a gentle breeze.
“Brother… I’ve e to help.”
Li Xinri stiffened.
Then, looking at the outstretched hand before him, he reached out as well.
Their fists met and locked tightly together.
All past grievances—scorn, betrayal, even assassination—were reduced to a single line:
“You brat… haven’t seen you in two hundred years, and you’re as pale as a dead man.”
The two brothers looked at each other, their faces full of smiles.
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