Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 1394: We Can Never Go Back

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Li Wei is defeated in his attempt to turn the world against the Wenren family. Instead, he exposed the Imperial Dynasty's own moral failings. Wenren Zikun offers Li Wei immense rewards, including territory, power, and even immortals, in exchange for leaving the Southern Frontier. However, Li Wei rejects the offer with a curse and proceeds to kill Wenren Zikun, declaring his intention to eliminate all opposition.

Amidst the falling snow of February, a spear glint pierced the heavens above the silver-clad Imperial Capital.

The spear light was far too resplendent, reflecting in the eyes of all the cultivators peering into the Wenren Grotto-Heaven.

Perhaps many years from now, they would all remember that vulgar curse echoing within the Grotto-Heaven, as well as that unhesitating spear thrust.

Even those who were unaware of the situation were drawn by the sound, not knowing where that crude insult came from.

But they could clearly feel the helplessness, resolution, and fury contained within that voice.

Everything in the sky began to change.

A formidable, oppressive might left almost everyone in the Imperial Capital breathless.

During the day, streaks of light like shooting stars flashed across the sky, followed by relentless pursuit and slaughter.

Li Wei’s hunt continued; the Imperial Capital was the lone wolf’s hunting ground.

“He is truly mad.”

Inside the Department of Immortal Suppression, Commander Wu Neng gripped his teacup.

The tea inside went from steaming to gradually losing its warmth in the winter air, much like his heart, which had gone from warm to ice-cold after hearing the Wenren family’s secret.

At this moment, his eyes were lifeless and vacant.

“Her Majesty’s decree: Commander, please take action and apprehend the wicked creature, Li Wei!”

Before him were the subordinates of the Department of Immortal Suppression at or above the Divinity Transformation realm, practically filling the grand hall as they knelt.

In the past, when the Empress’s orders were issued, these subordinates would eagerly echo the messenger’s cry in unison.

But today, his subordinates were remarkably silent.

“Why aren’t you speaking?” Wu Neng slowly stood up and walked toward a Body Integration realm subordinate, Wei Chong.

Wei Chong raised his head.

That aged face reminded Wu Neng of when they had ventured into the sea domains tens of thousands of years ago, hunting down Sea Tribe members who had entered the Imperial Dynasty to snack on mortals.

On that day, he had delved deep into the sea domains and faced off against a Mahayana expert of the Sea Tribe.

The sea demon that attempted to flee was dragged back by Wei Chong.

He vaguely remembered that Wei Chong had barely half his life left at the time.

It turned out that while Wu Neng was locked in a standoff with the Mahayana expert, Wei Chong had charged alone into the demon ranks, relying on his very last breath to preserve the dignity of the Human Race.

His brother was old; he too was old, and their hearts had aged.

“There is nothing left to say, Lord Commander.”

Wei Chong replied casually, his face completely expressionless.

Wu Neng understood.

Perhaps Wei Chong not cursing his mother was already showing mercy, leaving him a final shred of dignity.

At this moment, scenes of the Department of Immortal Suppression fighting fearlessly for the nation flashed continuously through his mind. Yet, he shouted angrily, “I order you to speak!”

“Yes, Lord Commander.”

Like a puppet, Wei Chong’s voice was devoid of emotion.

“Li Wei possesses the rules of space and time. He has now come into his own and is an invincible existence within the Body Integration realm. Even if this subordinate were to act personally, I would only end up losing my life at his hands.”

“You shouldn’t make a move either, my Lord. You might not be able to deal with him, and would only draw fire upon yourself.”

“Once Ancestor Lan dies, regardless of whether the Azure Cloud Li Clan can survive beneath the Blood Moon, the Mahayana experts of our Imperial Dynasty will jointly execute them. By rejecting the Wenren family’s offer, Li Wei has brought about his own destruction.”

“Our best and most reliable course of action right now is to do nothing. If Wei Gang dies by Li Wei’s hands, amidst the Imperial Dynasty’s turmoil, we will actually lose a rival competing against us…”

Before Wei Chong could finish his sentence, his expression turned to shock as he met a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Wu Neng grabbed him tightly by the collar.

Spittle flew from Wu Neng’s mouth, burning with a sudden, inexplicable fury. “Is this what I told you to speak about?!!”

“What else do you want me to say, my Lord?” Wei Chong’s anger also flared.

“Wei Gang was not wrong! Do you still expect me to blindly follow you with pure intentions to defend our borders, slay demons, eradicate monsters, and suppress immortals, just like we did in the past?”

“This is the path you chose! We can never go back, my Lord!”

“We…”

Wu Neng stood as if petrified, staring at the hysterical Wei Chong, until Wei Chong calmed down and uttered his final sentence: “Haven’t we always been like this?”

Always been like this.

Defending the nation’s borders by any means necessary, only to gradually lose their original hearts in the political arenas of the Imperial Dynasty.

Sinking into petty schemes driven by profit, pursuing advantages while avoiding harm, until they lost their bottom line—turning a blind eye to the immortals, to Wenren Xianyi, to the Wenren family…

“Step… step… thud.”

Wu Neng stumbled backward, completely devoid of his soul, until he slumped heavily back into his seat.

His vacant eyes brimmed with a million parts envy.

He envied Li Wei for that uninhibited, unapologetic rejection; he envied that Li Wei wasn’t constrained by Wei Gang’s ‘bigger picture’ and could slaughter recklessly, baring his sharp edge out of pure fury toward the Imperial Dynasty.

Unfortunately, all that envy was ultimately left to the spear tip tearing across the sky, observed only through their prying divine senses.

He looked at his subordinates, who now resembled men in their twilight years.

Pairs of numb eyes stared fixedly back at him.

Meeting Wei Chong’s gaze, his voice was ice-cold.

“You are right. This is what I chose. We have always been like this…”

“Growing old alongside the Imperial Dynasty.”