Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 807: The Third Type

"The third..."

From every direction, Cultivators began to appear!

The dark night was sliced by the whistling of wind as a multitude of cultivators rushed toward the Immortal Domain on flying swords.

While some navigated spirit boats, others used their techniques to summon powerful spirit beasts.

The ground groaned as if it might collapse, with mountains swaying and the earth vibrating under the pressure.

Li Chang'an had not even finished speaking.

However, within the Immortal Domain, every Cultivator who had reached the Golden Core stage or higher turned pale with alarm at the disturbance, instantly releasing their Divine Sense to scout the surroundings.

A hundred miles away, the Three Families and Six Sects of the Azure Cloud Region had already assembled!

The Jiang, Feng, and Mi families—formerly the premier clans of the Azure Cloud Region—had spent two centuries cementing marriage alliances with the various branches of the Li family.

Through the Li family's assistance, they now boasted their own Divinity Transformation cultivators.

The Ghost Eye Sect, Black Tortoise Sect, Longevity Mountain, Artifact Sect, Skyveil Sect, and Myriad Arts Sect—along with the reviving Azure Cloud Pavilion and Azure Phoenix Mountain—totaled eight major sects.

At this moment, nearly one hundred thousand disciples had organized their formations, creating an impenetrable wall around the Immortal Domain.

Facing the Zhao clan and its vaunted one-hundred-sixty-thousand-year heritage, the leaders of the Azure Cloud factions showed no hint of terror.

Instead, their expressions were filled with nothing but long-suppressed greed and excitement.

As the Azure Cloud cultivators appeared, Li Chang'an's voice, which was usually gentle, sounded like the screeching of vengeful ghosts to the listening crowd.

"Our Li family once encountered a man. He told us: No one can sleep soundly beside a sharpened blade."

"And that blade… is the third type."

These sinister words struck their ears.

Turmoil broke out within the Immortal Domain.

Led by Ding Yuanxiao, the various leaders of the Duravia Trade Prefecture looked around in shock at the Three Families and Six Sects arriving from all sides.

Sweat soaked their backs as their eyes scanned the horizon in a panic.

"Prince Qian!!!"

Ding Yuanxiao shook to his very core.

Inside the Great Formation, the clan heads watched the smiling Li Chang'an, cold sweat pouring down their faces.

It felt as though they were looking at that man in Prince Qian's estate from years ago—the one who had quietly controlled everyone’s fate in the palm of his hand.

For every prominent family in the Duravia Trade Prefecture, the shadow of Prince Qian still lingered even after two centuries.

Prince Qian had been a master of deception. He always appeared fragile and weak to the public, yet he kept hidden trump cards capable of crushing any opposition.

No!

The Li family was even more frightening than Prince Qian.

They had stayed quiet, acting as the prey to bait the hunter—the Zhao clan—into the heart of the Duravia Trade Prefecture.

"Why are you trying to incite panic here?!"

Zhao Jingmiao barked coldly; he had already noticed the trembling among the leaders from the Duravia Trade Prefecture.

...

At that same moment.

In Duskwild Prefecture, a man with messy hair knelt before the tombstone of the War God.

This was none other than the venomous snake who had hidden within the Duravia Trade Prefecture years ago—Prince Qian.

More than a century had passed.

Prince Qian no longer had his former refined and gentlemanly air, but he seemed to have shed his burdens, his face now reflecting a sense of peace.

"Heaven has forsaken me! Heaven has forsaken me! Hahaha!"

Prince Qian suddenly threw his head back and laughed toward the War God's grave, while Prince Yu stood beside him, clutching a blade.

Once his laughter died down, he looked at Prince Yu with a calm gaze.

"Fourth Imperial Brother, if Heaven had not conspired against me, forcing me to confront that Li family within the two prefectures, I surely would have carved out a place for myself in this chaotic era.

It is a shame that I will never get to test my strength against yours again, nor will I ever enter the Heavenly Palace."

Prince Yu frowned slightly upon hearing this. "The Li family kept you captive for over a century and tormented you for just as long, yet they still failed to break your pride and ambition."

Prince Qian only offered a soft smile, looking completely at peace.

"During these hundred years… the Li family did more than just torment me."

In the beginning, Li Kuanghua had been his tormentor, but over time, his life became more comfortable.

Members of the Li clan—such as Li Kuangren, Li Chang'an, and Li Xinnian—would frequently visit his cell to share tea and talk openly about the state of the world and court politics.

Their initial resentment eventually turned into understanding, and he could even sense their growing respect for him.

If they hadn't been enemies, he might have become a prestigious guest of the Li clan.

Now, facing death and remembering those hundred years of deep conversation with the Li family, a small smile appeared on Prince Qian's face.

He thought back to the time the Li family had discussed the Immortal Zhao Clan of Duravia Trade Prefecture with him.

Li Chang'an had once asked, "The Immortal Zhao Clan is powerful. How should we handle them?"

"How to handle them?" Prince Qian whispered, causing Prince Yu's frown to deepen.

A gentle breeze blew past as Prince Qian's quiet voice drifted out.

"Appear weak to the enemy to fuel their arrogance; display strength to the enemy by utilizing the influence of others..."

...

"Display strength to the enemy by utilizing the influence of others."

Li Chang'an's voice was like ice. Dropping all pretenses, he stared directly into Zhao Jingmiao's eyes.

"Whether it is your Immortal Zhao Clan or any other hidden sect that enters the Duravia Trade Prefecture, you will all realize one thing:

The Li family has a supporter as vast as the heavens!

Because you fear the Human Emperor, the Imperial Preceptor, and the Grand Preceptor, you wouldn't dare harm even a single hair on a Li family member!"

"The Zhao Clan Banquet?" Ding Yuanxiao felt his spirit break.

That day... that was exactly when the Immortal Zhao Clan had been so wary of the Li family's mysterious backer!

Meanwhile, within the towering structure of the Zhao Clan's Grotto-Heaven.

"It didn't start with the Zhao Clan Banquet." Fairy Bai's face was pale.

Despite her usually detached nature, she now looked bitter. Her voice, slightly shaking, reached Zhao Buqun.

"It began the moment I met Grand Elder Puci.

One cannot permit another to sleep peacefully beside one's own bed.

How could the Li family fail to see that Grand Elder Puci was playing both sides?

Looking back, the Li family clearly had the power to end him, yet they chose to let him live."

"Those who play both sides have their uses.

When our Immortal Zhao Clan first arrived, the Li family looked as if they couldn't even beat the Ethereal Immortal Sect.

That was likely the moment we stopped viewing the Li family as a threat.

And the first time Grand Elder Puci spoke with me, he immediately warned me about the powerful figures backing the Li family."

Zhao Buqun squeezed his hands into fists.

He looked down, unaware of the strength he was using or how wide his eyes had become.

"No one worries about a harmless sheep, especially when the sheep's owner is carrying a hunting bow.

We always believed the sheep could be taken at any time; we never took it seriously.

The enemy we were actually watching out for was the owner of the sheep."