Beauty and the Bodyguard Chapter 11499 - 11497: The Great Battle!

Chapter 11499: The Great Battle!

Observing Lin Yi's lingering reluctance, Han Niansan remarked indifferently, "Research has been conducted on this matter previously. To even stand a chance at breaking through to the Deity realm, one must possess a minimum of seven paths to becoming a god. If you hold fewer than seven, your probability of success is non-existent."

Once this information was revealed, the worth of a path to godhood became clear to any martial arts expert harboring the ambition to ascend to the God Realm.

Consequently, the offer made by Han Niansan became incredibly alluring.

The path to godhood is a resource typically only held by Divine level experts. Within the entire Inner Royal Court, very few individuals possess such a deep foundation.

Missing even a single opportunity was out of the question for someone aiming to accumulate more than seven copies.

Furthermore, for Lin Yi, this was merely an additional perk.

...

Even if the promise of the path to godhood were off the table, the mere title of King Han provided enough profit to justify the endeavor.

"The God state is currently too distant for me; it isn't the right moment to contemplate such things. I have yet to settle on my path to god," Lin Yi stated.

Han Niansan found himself momentarily speechless.

Had anyone else spoken those words, Lin Yi would have assumed they were lying.

As a mid-stage Earth class Venerable, dreaming of godhood at this stage seemed almost like a farce.

"You are being insincere!"

Losing his cool, Han Niansan snapped and turned away. "Regardless, I have laid everything out for you. The choice is yours. If you refuse to show reverence to the ancestors, you will remain imprisoned here eternally. Do not dream of escaping."

"Old man, if we just end your life, will that open the way out?" Wei Baizhan asked, cracking his neck threateningly.

The members of the Han Imperial Residence felt their hearts skip a beat.

Coming from anyone else, such a threat would lack any weight. The ancestor of the Han Imperial Residence was no weakling. Even if he hadn't reached the Divine level or become a Demigod, he was certainly on the threshold. He wasn't someone who could be easily dispatched.

However, given the combined might of Wei Baizhan and his companions, it wasn't an impossible feat.

Should the old ancestor fall, the Han Imperial Residence would truly face its destruction.

"You are welcome to try," Han Niansan said with a chuckle.

As he spoke, he discarded his outer robe to show his powerful physique. His previously ancient and enigmatic presence turned sharply aggressive in an instant.

Wei Baizhan and the others turned to Lin Yi for direction.

Lin Yi gave a slight shake of his head.

In a different setting, Wei Baizhan and the group might have had a fair shot at victory.

But they were currently inside the Han Imperial Residence’s ancestral hall, which served as the opponent's ultimate stronghold. Bolstered by the home-field advantage, the odds of Wei Baizhan and the others winning were extremely slim even if they committed to an attack.

"What is it?" Han Niansan mocked. "Lost your appetite for a fight?"

Li Qinghe stood up, a smirk on his face. "My boss is a compassionate man. He doesn't like to see us ganging up on an elderly person. If you were just a couple of years younger, I promise you'd be unrecognizable by the time we were done."

".."

Han Niansan’s face darkened as he muttered a curse.

As the venerable ancestor of the Han Imperial Residence, he wasn't accustomed to such blatant disrespect.

Despite his anger, he realized that if Wei Baizhan and the others didn't initiate, it wasn't convenient for him to strike first either.

His primary goal was to force a compromise from Lin Yi.

Furthermore, the ancestral worship array wasn't self-sustaining; it required a significant portion of his concentration and energy.

If a battle broke out, the pressure from Wei Baizhan and his team would be immense. Any distraction could cause a flaw to manifest in the ancestral worship array, rendering all his hard work pointess.

The situation remained at a standstill.

Lin Yi, showing no signs of urgency, began to study the formation with genuine curiosity.

It shouldn't be forgotten that he was a great grandmaster in the field of array formations. In this context, he was an expert observer.

The ancestral worship formation represented the absolute peak of array craft within the inner court. Decoding its secrets would be a prestigious learning opportunity for Lin Yi.

Meanwhile, Han Changshi and the rest of the clan could do nothing but exchange glances and wait on the sidelines.

At this stage, they were effectively powerless to intervene.

Only Han Jiechen’s anxiety continued to mount.

He had initially suspected that Han Niansan was merely a puppet used by Lin Yi to seize his estate.

But with the Han Imperial Residence's ancestral hall manifested before him, he had to accept the reality, however painful.

If Lin Yi possessed enough influence to command the Han King’s Ancestral Hall, then seizing the title of King Han would be effortless for him.

Thud!

Suddenly, Han Jiechen dropped to his knees before Han Niansan, sobbing, "Old ancestor, my skills are lacking, and I have failed you. But for the sake of the Han Mansion's future, I am prepared to walk through fire. I beg you for one more chance to prove my worth!"

Lin Yi was taken aback.

The man wasn't a total fool; he knew how to play on emotional heartstrings.

As it happened, Han Jiechen’s tactic was somewhat successful.

Though Han Niansan had previously dismissed him with coldness, Han Jiechen was still a direct bloodline descendant of the Han Imperial Residence. Regardless of his flaws, a degree of ancestral affection remained.

Regrettably, that affection wasn't enough to sway his decision.

The fate of a single descendant could not outweigh the future of the entire Han Imperial Residence.

Han Niansan let out a sigh. "There is no need for such theatrics. Even without the title of King Han, I can provide you with the finest resources. If you Cultivate diligently from now on, you may still achieve greatness."

Han Jiechen froze. The look of sincerity on his face vanished, replaced instantly by a bitter, dark expression.

"So in the end, you are still handing my title as King of Han to a stranger!"

"Ancestor? I think you have become a senile old fool!"

His outburst left everyone in the Han Residence in a state of shock.

This was their twenty-third generation ancestor, the guardian totem of the Han Mansion and their ultimate protector. Han Jiechen had actually dared to call him a muddle-headed old man?

Seeing Han Niansan’s face darken after the initial shock, Han Changshi scrambled to pull Han Jiechen back.

"Your Majesty, watch your tongue! Old ancestor, the King is simply overwhelmed and not thinking clearly. He didn't mean to insult you. Please, forgive his lapse in judgment!"

The rest of the Han Imperial Residence members looked at one another before kneeling together to beg for mercy.

The aura surrounding Han Niansan became incredibly heavy, the pressure intensifying significantly.

Wei Baizhan and his group were privately stunned.

This old man was truly formidable!

He had been holding back his true power until now, but Han Jiechen’s insult had clearly struck a nerve.

For an ancestor of such a prominent clan, the respect and filial piety of his descendants were of the utmost importance.