Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 830 - 825: Let’s Make A Deal

Previously on Family Management Game In Immortal Continent...
Li Wei exposes a harrowing truth: the resurrected Zhao clansmen are merely soulless clones with implanted memories, serving as perpetual "blood food" for their Old Ancestor. Zhao Qingguang emerges from the massive heart to reveal the clan’s dark history of betrayal and the cycle of slaughter used to fuel the Old Ancestor’s ascension. While Zhao Feimeng manipulated the clan's subconscious to maintain control, Qingguang confesses he is the final piece of a plan set in motion millennia ago. As the heart beats with increasing violence, the true purpose behind the interest in the Li Clan begins to surface amidst the chaos.

A breakthrough to the Mahayana Realm was occurring!

That pulsating heart was actually attempting to ascend to the Mahayana Realm!

The cultivators from the Azure Cloud Region exchanged glances filled with pure astonishment.

Such a level of power was a stage of Cultivation they had never dared to dream of reaching.

Despite the shock, their faces hardened with resolve; that insane heart had to be stopped, regardless of the price they might pay!

“Ancestor Feimeng, you should have ended his life!

You truly should have killed him!

I wasn't the one lost in delusion; it was him pulled my strings the entire time!”

“Your own greed is going to be the end of every one of us!”

The air was split by Zhao Qingguang’s desperate scream.

Zhao Feimeng’s body shook uncontrollably.

Looking down at her current state—a creature that was neither living nor truly dead—a look of profound misery washed over her features.

“Greed... was it really just greed?”

She was no longer certain.

Though she was fully aware that her original self had perished long ago—and that she was merely a new iteration—the primal urges within her physical form forced her to revive her kin over and over again.

They compelled her to obsessively expand the Sect’s influence and made her... crave the presence of every single family member by her side.

Within the entire clan, she was the one who had endured through the longest eras.

But in this moment... she was truly lost.

The line between reality and deception had vanished for her.

Turning his gaze toward the Li family, Zhao Qingguang shouted out in agony.

“For more than a hundred millennia, the Old Ancestor has used me as his puppet, driving me to provoke the clansmen into invading the Azure Cloud Prefecture.

Based on the secrets he uncovered, he realized the Azure Cloud Prefecture was far from an ordinary place.

His excitement only grew when he discovered you had two Void Refining experts among you.”

“However... Ancestor Buqun and Ancestor Bai Ling clung to their core instincts.

They refused to gamble the lives of our family in a total war.

They didn't realize they were only delaying the inevitable—keeping the Sect from the brink of conflict—while they were satisfied to quietly harvest Destiny.

To them, simply holding Destiny was sufficient.”

“Wan and Ancestor Tingyu were also fighting for the survival of our people in the lands beyond.

They never once led our clan into a trap.

Despite our overwhelming power, they didn't strike at the Li family when they arrived in the Azure Cloud Region.

Protecting the family was their only goal—protecting us... the walking dead.”

“Yet, the flames of war were ignited anyway.

A legacy spanning one hundred and sixty thousand years became the fuel for the arrogance of the younger generation.”

“Even I failed to see that the Old Ancestor was pulling my strings to turn me against you.

My intentions were the exact opposite of the Clan Elders.

It wasn't them who looked down on you; it was... me!

I was the one convincing them that the Azure Cloud Li Clan was insignificant.

I knew in my heart that you were formidable, but I lacked the will to stop myself!”

“Can you imagine the Old Ancestor’s joy?

It peaked when he saw your true power, and heard the news of Ancestor Wan’s death in the Imperial Capital...”

The cries of Zhao Qingguang devolved into a disturbing blend of sobbing and manic laughter.

“I screamed for you all to flee! Why did you stay?! Why?!!”

“His Destiny has finally been transformed into enough Blood Food!”

With a twisted mask of a face, Zhao Qingguang gestured toward the shattered towers leveled by the Azure Cloud forces, and then toward Li Changsheng.

“What you tore down... was the very formation keeping him imprisoned!

And you—your Human Emperor Eye broke Ancestor Feimeng’s hold over the Old Ancestor, shattering her illusions!

That plea for help from the Old Ancestor was nothing but a ruse to snap his trap shut!”

“And now...”

“His resurrection is at hand!”

“Thump! Thump! Thump!”

A violent tempest tore through the Immortal Domain.

No—that wasn't wind, but the crushing spiritual pressure of a supreme master of the world!

Centered around that heart, the very earth began to collapse inward!

Without warning, crimson threads manifested in the air, weaving together like a network of human veins.

These vessels latched onto the corpses of the Zhao family littered across the battlefield.

Their remaining blood was drained instantly, causing the bodies to shrivel into husks!

“Thump! Thump! Thump!”

The sheer weight of this oppressive Qi filled the Azure Cloud cultivators with dread, their limbs shaking beyond their control!

“This can't be... it's impossible!!!”

A blood-red light saturated every inch of the Immortal Domain; even the heavens were stained a deep, dark crimson!

A roar that sounded as if it originated from the dawn of time thundered from the center of the heart.

“One hundred and sixty thousand years! Hahaha!

This Old Ancestor... shall finally return to the world of light!!!”

The Li family members pulled closer together.

As the fierce gales lashed against them, Li Wei looked over his many kin.

Their faces showed a brief moment of complicated emotion, but then, under the weight of a pressure unlike anything they had ever encountered, they began to smile.

They ignored the floating corpses of the Zhao clan and the writhing, glowing form of the Zhao Old Ancestor that now loomed as large as a mountain.

Li Wei turned to his family with a smirk.

“Listen up, kids, let’s agree on something right now: in the future, you are strictly forbidden from sealing this Old Ancestor inside of a heart.”

“Hahaha!”

A wave of laughter broke out among the clansmen.

Defying the red glare and the soul-crushing pressure, they began to march as one toward the massive heart of the Zhao Clan Old Ancestor.

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