Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 849: Persuading Fourth Prince

[Special Event — Persuading Fourth Prince]

"Persuade the Fourth Prince?"

The Li family members assembled inside the Ancestral Space.

Li Dalong declared, "For all these years, we've done everything to steer clear of imperial court intrigues, focusing instead on our relaxation and healing.

Yet the crisis with the Wu Race has become dire right now.

Just providing some advice to the Fourth Prince ought to be manageable. If not, once the Wu Race manages to push through, we'll be wide open to their massacre."

"Fei Heng probably realizes the Fourth Prince is in our debt," Li Yaowen remarked with a grin.

"Still, that debt by itself won't stop a massive conflict; the Li family lacks the influence needed for such a feat just yet."

"I suspect there's a plot brewing here."

Li Changsheng's face turned solemn. "I..."

Before his words could trail off, Li Changyao had already jumped onto her brother's back.

Her face flushed with deep shame, she pressed her palm firmly over her elder sibling's mouth.

"Elders, carry on. Everyone, please proceed."

No matter if a real snare lurked in those negotiations—her brother would spot danger in every shadow; even if he lounged beneath the Old Tree and a lone leaf dropped, he'd swear it was an attempt on his life.

"Success or failure in the persuasion, we have to attempt it," Li Kuangren stated gravely.

"I'll handle it. Senior White Qilin knows me best; whenever he visits for deals with us, I'm always the one handling the talks."

The group gave small nods of agreement.

That evening, Li Wei watched as Li Kuanghua made her way to the rear mountain of the estate, lined with numerous statues.

She lingered for quite a while before a solitary tomb, silently pouring wine as tribute.

Afterward, Li Kuanghua let out a chuckle.

"Your elder sister has slain far more of those Wu Race foes.

Hold on just a bit—ignore how I got routed fourteen times before; now Fei Heng himself is spearheading the assault.

As the Crown Prince, he's bound to unleash a total war against the Wu Race.

I'll dispatch every last one of those Wu scum to join you, my pathetic little brother.

Time to toughen up and slaughter them anew down there."

"...."

A chill had seeped into the evening breeze.

Over countless years, Li Wei had never grasped why Li Kuanghua remained so fiercely committed to charging into battle against the Wu Race.

This woman seemed fueled by endless vigor; she paid no heed to clan matters, her sole passion fixed on exterminating the Wu Race hordes.

Li Wei chose not to interrupt her. Quietly, he called Li Xinnian to the Ancestral Space.

The following day.

Li Kuanghua climbed aboard Fei Heng's spirit boat.

As the craft ascended skyward, Fei Heng offered a polite bow to the Li clansmen.

Li Kuanghua, though, rose on her toes, waving energetically at her family, and yelled, "Off to battle I go! Useless Xinnian, don't forget to ship over treasures and troops to your granny here!"

Li Xinnian's expression darkened.

This grand-aunt of his was utterly outrageous.

Calling him useless behind closed doors was bad enough, but this public yell? He'd likely hide from sight for a couple more years.

The spirit boat sailed farther into the distance.

A faint glow sparked from Li Kuanghua's gesturing hand.

[Following your orders, Li Xinnian has sent teams to Shadowfell Prefecture to erect the "Combat Grotto-Heaven" for Li Kuanghua.]

[Azure Cloud cultivators dispatched yearly to the Wu Race front will assemble inside the Combat Grotto-Heaven.]

[Li Kuanghua gained presents from the family elders.

Acquired the Mid-Grade Dharma Treasure "Combat Demon Armor," created by Li Yaotie.

Made mostly from the Zhao Clan's flesh and blood, it holds a trace—one ten-thousandth—of the Boundless Dead Sea's might.

It blocks ninety percent of strikes from Divinity Transformation peak assaults and mends itself after combat harm.

The Demon Armor shifts into tentacles to strike foes, wielding Spiritual power rivaling Nascent Soul peak.]

[Gained a Fifth-Grade Spirit Object from Li Dalong: Soul of the Punishment Officer: Hellblade King.

Born from the remains of the Punishment Officer: Hellblade King, a Void Refining realm ruler of Hell Layer I: The Silence Maw in the Underworld, post his demise.

The Spirit Object appears as an earring; it guards against divine soul assaults, and any soul invader faces a razor cut from the Punishment Officer: Hellblade King's essence.]

...

Yet another year slipped by.

Li Kuangren set out for Duskwild Prefecture.

Upon nearing the territory's edge, he beheld the haze of warfare and the fading traces of mana from cultivator battles.

From above, the land looked slashed by a divine blade in one mighty sweep, a colossal rift scarring the soil.

Li Kuangren realized this marked the frontline between the Azure Dynasty and the Fourth Prince's forces.

Vast Azure Dynasty troops poured in from every side.

The heavens brimmed with diverse array formations, forming a heavenly rift that split the realms apart.

On the earth rose a hundred-meter wall of pure Spiritual power.

Li Kuangren even detected movement stirring inside the wall's dull gray form.

All at once, as a bird neared, a guard emerged from the stone and felled it in one swift blow.

"Hiss!" Li Kuangren drew in a sharp, icy breath.

"Incredible Formation, incredible wall! Back home, I need to urge Xinnian to craft something like this too."

Passing beyond the wall, he entered a fortified military hub.

Suspended over the city were lines of spirit boats and combat artifacts.

Myriad cultivators trained rigorously, dashed to the front, or rehearsed array setups; formations of thousands left a profound impression of grandeur.

Tailing Li Kuangren, Li Wei wasn't beholding the Azure Dynasty's warzone anew, but the view still stirred intense feelings within him.

These war setups seemed old and crude, yet they surpassed the modern arms battlefields etched in his recollections by leaps.

Soon enough, Li Kuangren stepped into the city.

The checkpoint cultivators, upon learning Li Kuangren was Li Tianyue's nephew, offered deep bows.

Even before linking up with Li Tianyue, a crowd had swarmed him, groveling and fawning, their visages alight with sycophantic glee.

"Kuangren, my nephew! It's me—from the secluded Lin family. Soon I'll be your uncle by marriage. Come on, let's share a drink."

"Back off, you spineless creep! Haha, Nephew Kuangren, does the Li clan welcome live-in husbands?

They hail me as a genius of the era; how do I measure up in your eyes?"

"I may be untalented, but I'd gladly pour out my blood and brains for you, Nephew, if you'd just arrange one glimpse of Yueyue."

"..."

Li Kuangren's lips twitched.

He hadn't laid eyes on his aunt, but her admirers had flocked like birds.

Gazing at the ten-meter avenue clogged with a snaking line, Li Kuangren felt sweat bead coldly.

He was aware his aunt Li Tianyue excelled at leading forces in Duskwild Prefecture, but he never imagined... what purpose did this mob serve?

Li Wei also mopped sweat from his brow.

[Your kin Li Tianyue commands the Duskwild Prefecture warfront.

Her talent, ferocity, leadership prowess, and allure are famed across the realm.

She holds third place on the Azure Dynasty's Peerless Fairy List.

Cultivators everywhere chase her renown; thus, up to ten thousand have flocked to Duskwild Prefecture to enlist...]

"You fools, have you no regard for your own necks?"

Li Wei couldn't fathom it.

A handful might make sense, but this horde simpering right onto a killing field?

Behaving like that, they'd perish on the lines without a clue.

Li Kuangren, mobbed and enraged, bellowed, "Beat it! My aunt's estate overflows with kids and grandkids—everyone knows! You seeking your graves?!"

"That only sweetens the deal!"

"..."

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