Even though more than twenty days have passed, Zhao Xuan’an’s mood remains very excited, and he even feels sowhat incredulous.
He never expected that the suddenly appearing sect ancestor was actually a peak Grand Cultivator with such unfathomable strength.
Since learning that the sect ancestor single-handedly killed three Nascent Soul Ancestors and a cultivator of the sa rank, Zhao Xuan’an quickly found great satisfaction in the adoring gaze of his wife.
Whenever he recalls Lu Pingyang the Ancestor ntioning the sect ancestor, the natural reverence in his eyes makes Zhao Xuan’an’s heart burn with pride.
Ever since that day, he suddenly discovered his status in the Lu Family had risen sharply, and even the two Nascent Soul Ancestors treated him with respect, greeting him with smiles.
The Lu Family’s Golden Core elders who knew the details visited frequently, offering a stream of strange treasures and precious items, their speech filled with obvious flattery and envy.
Zhao Xuan’an, having lived for over six hundred years, is considered a deeply calculating person. Naturally, he knows that the Lu Family’s attempt to curry favor and please him is entirely due to the fact that the sect ancestor is one of the Zhao Family.
Half a month ago, the Lo Family finally sent a team of envoys to enter the city. During the envoy’s audience, Zhao Xuan’an was present, personally witnessing the haughty attitude and aggressive deanor of the Lo Family’s Great Perfected.
Yet, hidden within his words was a subtle indication of ceasing hostilities and seeking peace.
Afterwards, Lu Pingyang the Ancestor warmly summoned him forward, and after a gentle encouragent and reward, entrusted him with a solemn task.
He hoped the sect ancestor could serve as the Lu Family’s Chief Supre Minister Elder, even if it was just a verbal agreent.
Zhao Xuan’an received many treasures and, unable to resist the soft pleas of his wife and children, reluctantly ca to the sect ancestor’s cave mansion, requesting entry.
Soon, he managed to enter the cave mansion and et the sect ancestor. However, before staying long, he was dismissed with a few words by the sect ancestor.
Despite acquiring a few more treasures, Zhao Xuan’an felt more uneasy than before, sensing that the sect ancestor’s attitude had cooled significantly.
Still, he did not fail in his entrusted task and managed to get the sect ancestor to give a slight agreent.
Because of this, the Lu Family almost emptied their treasury, waiting patiently for half a month yet not receiving any response.
During this half month, the Lo Family sent three batches of envoys to the city, each ti becoming increasingly tough and harsh, with increasingly strict "conditions".
Until today, the Lu Family finally received a word from Ancestor Wu Ming.
"Last night, two Grand Cultivators from the Lo Family observed in secret but were startled away by . You can rest assured now."
Indeed, the next day, the Lo Family envoy’s attitude changed dramatically, no longer aggressive, and their proposals for truce conditions beca much more relaxed.
Also, on this day, the Mo Family finally sent soone to the city, and it turned out to be a late-stage Nascent Soul Cultivator, Mo Wanqian.
This indicates that the Mo Family has actually been closely monitoring the situation of the Red River City battle all along.
When the Mo Family’s Grand Cultivator entered the city, the Lo Family envoys imdiately visited Mo Wanqian, and their attitude beca more harmonious, with negotiation terms changing repeatedly.
Three months later, the Lo Family’s army orderly retreated from Red River City, returning the occupied spirit lands and territories to the Lu Family one by one.
Thus, a large-scale battle that hasn’t been seen in the Northern Land for a century finally ca to a close. Although the Lo Family’s prestige was damaged, they did manage to gain a significant reward.
As for the Lu Family, despite suffering heavy losses, their reputation soared after the war, and no one dared to underestimate this Northern Land family.
At the sa ti, Zhao Sheng, disguised as the Naless Great Cultivator, also quickly beca known to the many Nascent Soul Ancestors on the Divine Continent, and even the Divinity Transformation True Monarchs, for his awe-inspiring deeds.
With the fall of the Lo Family’s Four Nascent Souls, his prestige was established in one fell swoop!
It is worth ntioning that throughout this short yet brutal battle, not a single Divinity Transformation True Monarch showed themselves.
Even the Lo Family, despite heavy losses, never saw their clan-stabilizing Divinity Transformation appear.
This reveals that like Da Chun Realm, the Tianzhu Realm’s Divinity Transformation True Monarchs remain aloof, rarely intervening in the worldly disputes of the Cultivation World.
Zhao Sheng stayed in Red River City for quite a few months but never encountered a Lo Family True Monarch, leaving him disappointed and feeling he had missed a golden opportunity to test his true strength.
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In Xing State, deep within the Tianqing Mountain Range, there lies a vast valley stretching tens of thousands of miles, now a lush and verdant landscape.
After the rain, the sky is as clean as a wash, like a piece of incredibly blue jade, with white clouds swirling around the waist of an imnse giant tree at the valley’s center, emitting breathtakingly beautiful rainbow glimrs.
Underneath the enormous canopy of the Divine Tree, just tens of miles from its mountain-like trunk, a grand city stretches hundreds of miles, its size almost rivaling Red River City.
Inside the city, countless towers and pavilions stand densely, several hundred workshops are neatly laid out and bustling with activity.
This grand city belongs to the Zhao Family, known as Tongxin City, where millions reside year-round, most of whom are Zhao Clan mbers.
On this day, Tongxin City is bustling with noise, and though evening draws near, the city’s workshops remain lively, depicting a scene of prosperity.
Occasionally, soone flies out on devices or beasts, heading in all directions, while more tunneling lights descend from above the Divine Tree’s canopy, landing throughout the city.
At this mont, a tall white-haired elder slowly walks along a main road, occasionally looking around with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.
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