Immortality Cultivation: I Can increase My Stats Using Clansmen's Qi-Blood Chapter 597 - 286: Has the White Brahma Temple Made a Move?2

Chapter 597: Chapter 286: Has the White Brahma Temple Made a Move?_2

“But, reality will prove,”

“that the choice of the old ancestor was wrong.”

Having said this,

Feng Wuhen turned around and left the grand hall without a greeting.

In a blink of an eye, he had disappeared from the sight of Feng Wumian and Feng Wuyi.

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“Big brother, you…”

Next to the main seat, the third brother, Feng Wuyi, who had been standing in silence, seed to want to say sothing.

But after opening his mouth, he ultimately just sighed softly.

In the end, he too shook his head with so helplessness.

He turned and left the slightly dim and very silent grand hall.

With the departure of Feng Wuyi and Feng Wuhen,

this already quiet grand hall

now beca even more silent.

So silent that even the breathing seed to thunder continuously in one’s ears.

“Was I wrong?”

“Was I really wrong?”

Inside the grand hall, Feng Wumian, the only person left, still had his eyes slightly narrowed.

Just like that, he silently watched the direction in which Feng Wuhen and Feng Wuyi had departed.

What was surprising,

was that Feng Wumian, who was always characterized by his stable personality and careful actions,

for the first ti…

felt a creeping self-doubt.

“My Emperor.”

Suddenly, a sowhat blurry shadow appeared next to him.

Feng Wumian slightly adjusted his composure.

Then, looking at the person before him, he asked in a low voice, “What is it?”

The shadow spoke in a voice that was cold and emotionless, “My Emperor, there has been movent at the White Brahma Temple within White Lotus Prefecture. A large number of monks have left the White Brahma Temple, heading in the direction of Jun Duo in the Royal Yan Family of the Great Fla Dynasty…”

Hearing this, Feng Wumian, the current Emperor of the Da Feng Dynasty,

his eyes instantly brightened.

Then, he waved his hand.

Only after the black-clothed figure had completely disappeared from his view,

did he allow himself to laugh out loud.

The opportunity had co.

The mont he had been waiting for had finally arrived.

From the beginning, he was very clear.

This war would have many variables.

White Brahma Temple, Qingshi City, and even the Wan Dan Sect Sub-sect within the territory of the Da Feng Dynasty, all had their own variables.

However, what he had not anticipated…

was that the first to show a change was not the Luo Family of Qingshi City, whose territory was quickly falling,

but rather the demonic monks within the White Brahma Temple of the White Lotus Prefecture.

Clearly,

which side had shown the change was no longer the most important matter.

The truly crucial fact was…

that Feng Wumian had successfully kept himself and the Da Feng Dynasty he controlled out of the chess ga.

Like one who chooses to watch the ga from the sidelines.

If he did not act, he would remain still; but once he decided to act…

it would surely be a move that would shock countless people.

…

With the participation of the White Brahma Temple, a new force erging within the White Lotus Prefecture, into this brutal and extrely cold war,

it was not long before this seemingly decided war was given new life.

The seemingly concluded war

after the involvent of the White Brahma Temple, once again began to turn uncertain and obscure.

At least, no one could claim anymore

that the Royal Yan Family of the Great Fla Dynasty would be the ultimate victors,

the ones to ultimately reap the fruits of victory.

…

Da Feng Dynasty, Luo Mountain Prefecture.

In the Luo Family Patriarch’s room within the Luo Family Ancestral Land of Qingshi City,

Luo Ping, the current Family Head of the Luo Family,

was seated in the main seat.

In his hands, he held a governnt docunt, reading it carefully and with utmost attention.

“Family Head…”

Suddenly, a figure clad in black appeared in this talented congregation within the room.

“What’s the matter?”

Luo Ping temporarily set aside the governnt affairs in his hands.

He slightly furrowed his brow, looking sowhat displeased at the person before him.

He had just been getting into it.

Just when he was about to offer so suggestions.

All of a sudden, he was interrupted.

Such an interruption would likely dampen anyone’s spirits and cause displeasure.

“Family Head, the people from White Brahma Temple… they’ve started to move.”

The black-clothed cultivator said in a low voice, bowing his head.

“What?”

Hearing what the person before him said, Luo Ping, as the current Luo Family Patriarch, seed not to have reacted yet: “You an, there’s been activity at White Brahma Temple?”

The black-clothed cultivator nodded slightly.

Luo Ping was montarily excited, but he quickly regained his composure.

He waved at the black-clothed cultivator in front of him, signaling with his hand.

As the figure gradually blurred and even completely vanished from the room.

Luo Ping, who sat in the principal seat,

excitedly reached out with his right hand, slightly trembling.

He picked up the cup on the desk, which had been sitting for a long ti,

and had even grown sowhat cold.

He brought it to his lips and took a big gulp.

After he fully recovered his vigor, he then relaxed sowhat and revealed a faint smile.

The turning point had arrived.

Previously, he had almost thought that White Brahma Temple had decided not to make a move.

After all, they had been dithering for so long.

And there still hadn’t been any action.

Now, the sudden involvent of White Brahma Temple in this war indeed brought him a pleasant surprise.

Although White Brahma Temple wasn’t exactly a force for good,

at least… for the mont, it was harmless to them, the Luo Family of Qingshi City.

Moreover, Elder Changfeng had tacitly consented.

As the Family Head, what else could he do?

Besides, the words spoken by that youngster Luo Yao were also quite good.

Their Luo Family of Qingshi City were compelled by necessity.

If not for the Royal Yan Family of the Great Fla Dynasty, and the Da Feng Dynasty’s Imperial Feng Family,

how would their Luo Family of Qingshi City have co to this?

“Luo Yao, Luo Yao.”

After brooding with his head lowered for a while,

all of a sudden, Luo Ping, the current Luo Family Patriarch, turned his head.

He looked to his side, where Luo Yao was slightly frowning, apparently dealing with governnt affairs, and softly called him several tis.

“Ah?”

“What’s up?”

Although Luo Yao found it sowhat troubleso that their Family Head would call out his na every now and then for no particular reason,

he still deliberately squeezed out a bit of a smile.

Turning his head, he looked at Luo Ping beside him.

Luo Yao even felt that at this mont, he had reached the pinnacle of his acting skills.

“The matter at White Brahma Temple, you handled it well.”

“Besides, I feel there’s another matter that requires your attention too,”

Luo Ping said quietly,

but his words were filled with an overtone that was very hard to refute.

“Whatever the Family Head instructs, I will handle it well,”

Luo Yao replied softly.

His smile remained on his face,

but it now seed to grow sowhat stiff and unnatural.

“Good.”

Luo Ping nodded silently, apparently very satisfied with Luo Yao’s attitude this ti, and then spoke, “Since White Brahma Temple has beco involved, the pressure our Luo Family of Qingshi City will face has naturally lessened a great deal. This is an excellent opportunity to take back what we’ve lost, one by one.”

“Also, we must deal firmly with those traitors.”

“Eating the Luo Family’s rice, yet stabbing the Luo Family in the back in secret.”

“People like that, I do not wish to see again.”

Having said all this,

Luo Ping then lowered his head to himself,

Picked up the governnt affairs docunt he hadn’t finished, and began to read it attentively again.

From ti to ti, he would take a sip of his tea.

This kind of life was actually rather comfortable too.