Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 793: The Ding Family

The estate of the Ding family was far from humble, boasting an impressive display of grandeur.

Its grounds were filled with elegant pavilions, soaring towers, winding streams, and vibrant, lush forests.

The property was so immense that even with a population of tens of thousands living within its walls, one could easily lose their way without paying close attention to the cardinal directions.

High above in the cloud-strewn sky, Li Changyao launched herself like a comet toward the Ding family's protective spiritual formation. Her assault mirrored the legendary feat of the Li family's Old Ancestor, who had famously shattered the array at Prince Qian's Mansion in years past.

However, the defensive perimeter of the Ding family was composed only of several Rank 5 arrays, lacking a sufficient number of cultivators to maintain its integrity.

In a heartbeat, the massive formation shuddered, sending tremors through the very earth itself.

The dazzling light produced by the exploding spiritual power and the thunderous roars of the impact left the members of the Ding clan as frantic as ants trapped on a scorching pan.

Had it not been for the long-standing ties between the Ding and Sun families, they might not have even identified their attackers.

"How is this possible? How could they have reached us so quickly?!!"

Ding Yuanxiao’s eyes were wide with shock, nearly bursting from their sockets.

He stood frozen, sensing the presence of enemies closing in from every side.

Some Sun family warriors had already exploited the thin fractures Li Changyao had hammered into the grand formation. They were now pouring into the Ding estate, initiating a bloody slaughter right in the heart of his clan’s territory!

"Impossible! This cannot be happening!" Ding Yuanxiao cried out, suddenly taking to the air.

With a freezing gaze and a face contorted by rage, he seized one of the three Ding family Divinity Transformation elders by the collar.

"You useless old man! During this sixty-year cycle, it was your responsibility to use your Primordial Spirit to monitor the 500-mile radius surrounding our home.

We have scouts every five miles within the clan, keeping us in constant contact with every family in the prefecture. You were the one overseeing all of them."

"Tell me, how did Li Changyao and the Sun family bypass such a perfect net and reach the Ding estate without making a single sound?!!"

The Elder had been preparing to fly out to defend the breach in the formation. Being accosted by Ding Yuanxiao in such a manner only served to ignite his own temper.

"You dare suspect me? You, Ding Yuanxiao, are the Head of this Family!

It was your decisions that dragged us into this mess and brought this catastrophe upon our heads!

With a powerful foe at our gates and our survival in question, you choose to doubt your own kin instead of asking how the Li family possesses such ghostly, untraceable techniques?!!"

"I..."

The elder’s roar was thunderous, vibrating against Ding Yuanxiao’s soul and leaving him speechless, as if he were choking on a jagged bone.

With a final, disgusted snort and a sharp glare, the elder flew off to join the battle.

...

"Sigh."

Sun Haotian watched from a distance as his clansmen breached the gaps in the shattered array, invading the Ding family’s Grotto-Heaven and Blessed Land. He couldn't help but let out a heavy sigh.

Years ago, he and Ding Yuanxiao had stood shoulder-to-shoulder to resist Prince Qian and the Three Great Immortal Sects of the Duravia Trade Prefecture.

Now, fate had forced them into a struggle where only one side could survive.

"Brother Sun, I am aware of your history with Ding Yuanxiao. If your heart wavers when the time comes to strike him down, I shall handle it for you."

The diminutive figure standing near Sun Haotian was Daoist Shanchen, a guest retainer of the Li family.

Confidence radiated from his every word.

Ever since the conflict with Tian Xing, he had been refining his Cultivation within the Azure Cloud Region and along the Wu Clan’s borders.

The life of a guest retainer for a powerful family was vastly superior to that of a wandering rogue cultivator.

He had gained much from the Earth-rank techniques of Azure Mist Mountain. Furthermore, he had been provided with high-grade medicinal pills, a dedicated Daoist field, and even a powerful Dharma Treasure gifted by Li Yaotie.

"It is a shame the Wu Clan's Soul Duke perished so early back then; otherwise, I would have shown that old fool exactly 'how heavy the mountain is'!"

"I appreciate your offer, Senior," Sun Haotian replied, not refusing the help.

"The Ding family has four Divinity Transformation cultivators, which is one more than my own clan.

Among the twelve Regions of the Duravia Trade Prefecture, they are the most formidable branch.

I tried repeatedly to convince him, but in the end, he sided with the Zhao Clan.

Sixty percent of the clans in our prefecture have done the same.

If only he had known the consequences..."

"Hmph! To put it bluntly, he simply looked down on others with the eyes of a dog!"

Daoist Shanchen spat out a cold laugh.

"Senior." Noting Daoist Shanchen’s total lack of concern, the worry in Sun Haotian’s eyes only grew.

"The true depth of the Zhao Clan's power remains a mystery.

Over the years, every sect or aristocratic family that dared to oppose them has been completely wiped out without exception.

As a guest retainer of the Li family, do you have any secret information? If you do, please share it so I might find some peace of mind."

"I haven't a clue," Daoist Shanchen answered bluntly, causing Sun Haotian’s face to pale.

Li Xinnian had commanded him to eliminate the Ding family, so he had no choice but to mobilize.

With Li Changyao, Daoist Shanchen, and a thousand elite assassins from the Hall of Heavenly Principle on their side, he had believed victory was certain, but...

Sun Haotian moved to seek further explanation from Li Changyao, but Daoist Shanchen blocked his path.

The Daoist rolled his eyes at him. "Don't go bothering the Changyao girl with questions. The Zhao Clan might have a fearsome reputation, but they just have a few extra experts, that's all. You clearly haven't witnessed what true horror looks like."

"I..."

As the leader of a prominent Immortal Clan, Sun Haotian felt his face flush with embarrassment at being scolded like a child by Daoist Shanchen.

"Senior, this is no time for jests.

We caught the Ding family and their allies off guard, but they will eventually regroup.

If they become desperate and their Nascent Soul stage cultivators begin a reckless slaughter, we will be stretched too thin to defend ourselves.

And if the Zhao Clan’s powerhouses join the fray without holding back, we..."

"If you aren't strong enough to win, you die. It is as simple as that."

Daoist Shanchen chuckled mockingly, ignoring Sun Haotian’s darkening expression.

He drifted slowly into the air, looking down at the panicked Ding clansmen struggling to defend themselves. His voice carried a melodic yet melancholy tone.

"The situation the old Li family faced years ago was far more dire than this. Luckily, they managed to overcome it all."

As he spoke, the battle raged below. Amidst the swirling torrents of spiritual power, single red leaves began to dance wildly across the bodies of the fighting cultivators.