Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 844 - 839: The Throne
Previously on Family Management Game In Immortal Continent...
Meanwhile, in the midst of the younger generation, the spoilt and headstrong Li Zhijing remained rooted to the spot.
Typically, she'd probably be latching onto each elder in turn, flattering them to uncover every detail.
Yet at this moment, she lacked the leisure to fuss over flattering the elders.
Within the Ancestral Space.
Clad in dark warrior robes, she shed the playful and mischievous vibe she often showed in Northguard City.
Prostrating herself before the Old Ancestor enveloped in shadowy fog, she struggled to hide her mounting anxiety.
This marked her initial meeting with the Old Ancestor.
She mused inwardly: Should I get to meet him, perhaps Father could have an opportunity to do so as well.
Once he earns the Old Ancestor's favor, those clan members won't dare to belittle Father anymore.
However, with the Old Ancestor now directly in front of her, even though countless words swirled in her mind, not one escaped her lips.
At that instant, a wave of injustice surged through her, causing Li Zhijing to break down in sobs.
"..."
This left Li Wei cringing inwardly, his toes twitching uncomfortably in his boots.
He failed to grasp the reason behind this girl's sudden tears.
As Heaven and Earth could attest, he hadn't taken any action to upset her!
Without delay, he inquired, "Why are you crying?"
Li Zhijing choked out through her tears, "I miss my dad."
Upon hearing this, Li Wei's brow furrowed as comprehension dawned on him.
It probably stemmed from that good-for-nothing, Li Xinri.
Li Wei hadn't given Li Xinri much thought lately, but a quick spiritual probe caused his expression to darken immediately.
The location was a lively district in the Northern Border, alive with music, revelry, exquisite liquor, and enchanting performers.
Li Xinri lounged there with a beauty on each side, bragging loudly and guzzling drinks alongside a bunch of idle rich heirs—clearly reveling without restraint.
"Xinri is in a brothel."
Li Wei stated it offhandedly.
Li Zhijing's crying halted abruptly, and she stuttered in alarm,
"Old Ancestor, Father... Father isn't slacking off or lacking drive!
He... Grandfather isn't around in the North at the moment, so Father has to mingle with the heirs from prominent families.
He's handling the family affairs!"
Witnessing Li Zhijing's desperate defense of him, Li Wei let out a sigh.
"Zhijing, oh Zhijing. The way your father has turned out stems from your overindulgence of his wild ways. You've utterly pampered him."
"Yes, Old Ancestor, this child recognizes her error.
I plead with the Old Ancestor not to hold it against Father.
Upon my return to the Northern Border, I will correct him firmly."
Li Zhijing grew even more agitated.
"Calm yourself. The predicament Xinri faces now... We seniors share responsibility too.
The Northern Border's affairs are intricate. Still, Xinri's core character isn't rotten.
I'm aware of all this; there's a sharp edge to his nature deep down.
Fate hinges on one's choices; maybe he has his own motives for behaving like this."
Following Li Wei's statement, delight lit up Li Zhijing's features.
Li Wei went on, "Your talent stands out, and you're adept at Beast Taming.
In the Azure Cloud Prefecture, the Ethereal Immortal Grove hosts numerous Great Demons transported from the Northern Border.
Why not dedicate some effort there to hone your cultivation."
Li Zhijing's lips quivered.
She'd barely dodged her cousin's push to train, and here the Old Ancestor was attempting the same tactic.
Right as she prepared to decline, the Old Ancestor's voice echoed once more.
"The Demon-Suppressing Lineage in the Northern Border teems with bastards and side branches.
They hail from diverse Great Clans.
Your grandfather, Xinghuo, couldn't defy the Lord Grand Preceptor's orders to confront them.
At present, in the Northern Border, just you, your father, and your Uncle Xinjue in Silver Moon City stand free from those Great Clans' influence.
Only by holding them in check will you honor the 'Demon Suppressing' legacy, and no doubt, Xinri's circumstances would brighten considerably too."
"Yes, Old Ancestor, this child will train with utmost diligence."
...
As the extraction of the Immortal Domain Grotto-Heaven progressed, the clan members gradually accommodated themselves within.
After all, this represented a legacy built across one hundred and sixty thousand years.
As Li Yaotie put it, his hammer could very well erode away completely in the upcoming days.
The cultivators from Azure Cloud Prefecture also claimed their rightful portion of the loot; the family had always been generous on this front.
Elder Puci withdrew into secluded cultivation.
Daoist Ming Tai, who had previously sought shelter in the Duravia Trade Prefecture Immortal City, went back to the Ethereal Immortal Sect to reclaim his role as Sect Master.
The Sun family rose to become the foremost Clan in Duravia Trade Prefecture; backed by the Li family's endorsement, Sun Haotian even journeyed to the Royal Court for an official post.
All around, prosperity bloomed vibrantly.
Within a mere month, the vital treasures from the Immortal Domain Grotto-Heaven had all been relocated to Merit City.
Outdoors, Li Changsheng had drifted off again atop the Old Tree; it appeared he was gearing up for yet another extended, tranquil rest.
Fresh shoots and leaves had emerged on the Old Tree, even more lush and scarlet than previously.
When the breeze stirred, its foliage danced exuberantly, evidently overflowing with delight.
Dangling from a limb was a tiny serpent, puffing bubbles from its nose while asleep.
The pair of keen horns atop its head and its four fresh limbs stood out sharply.
Young Master Fei Heng came over from the fields.
He'd probably hunted for the Li family elders but encountered none—not even the veteran butler—so he ended up approaching Li Changsheng on the Old Tree.
"Brother Changsheng, do you know where your family elders are?"
A face formed on the tree's bark, and the Old Tree inquired, "What is the matter?"
"I am going to the Imperial Capital. To become the Crown Prince."
The Old Tree indicated the path for Young Master Fei Heng.
Observing Fei Heng's departure, Li Changsheng, perched high in the branches, at last parted his eyelids.
He tapped the tree's trunk and jested, "Old Tree, do you believe this Crown Prince can claim the throne?"
The Old Tree pondered briefly. "I think he will."
"What makes you say that?" Li Changsheng showed genuine surprise this time.
The Old Tree answered gravely, "That lad has tilled the soil for three hundred years.
The spirit sprouts buried in the earth shared with me that he wields his hoe with genuine effort. He's a resolute fellow, possessing the fierce endurance required to govern an empire."
"Then let’s make a bet."
"Bet on what?" The Old Tree's eyes flickered.
"Bet your whole canopy of leaves. I bet he can become the Human Emperor."
"You’re on!"
The Old Tree ignited with enthusiasm right away, yet moments after sealing the wager, it halted.
"Hold on. You sly rascal, I was wagering he'd succeed too!
If you're betting on him as the Human Emperor, then what's left for me to stake against?"
"You committed to it yourself. That's got nothing to do with me."
"I... You..."
A soft wind swept by, tousling Li Changsheng’s locks and rustling the Old Tree’s limbs and foliage.
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