Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 860: Body Integration Stage

"Fiercer than the Human Sovereign?"

Li Yuanshang's tiny eyes ballooned into perfect rounds.

"So, how exactly did that Third Prince bite the dust?"

The sharp snaps of cracking melon seeds echoed through the room.

Fei Heng, now used to this rough fatty's ways, replied with a serious voice.

"Historical accounts are thin on details; it boiled down to Heaven's envy.

My Third Imperial Brother had the guts to battle Divine Dragons.

Had he survived into the present, spanning over a hundred thousand years, the Wu Clan wouldn't dare oppress our Azure Imperial Dynasty like this."

"Oh, please. If he were around, would you even hold the Crown Prince title?" Li Yuanshang briefly overlooked the person before him.

"You..."

Fei Heng found himself momentarily speechless.

Noticing Li Yuanshang straighten up and behave at once, Fei Heng steadied his breathing by patting his chest and went on.

"His offspring were all remarkable. But the Qingtian bloodline faced tragedy after tragedy in the same year my Third Imperial Brother departed.

Zishu Lingtian was the sole one left standing."

"Weren't you unsure if he's alive or dead?" Li Yuanshang rubbed his head in confusion.

"Mm."

Fei Heng continued, "Similar to my Fourth Imperial Brother, who's now deep in revolt, he's a born troublemaker through and through.

Once the Third Imperial Brother perished, Zishu Lingtian's nature shifted completely.

He rebelled against Father Emperor constantly, even stooping to slay the Empress.

Still, he carried the Third Imperial Brother's gift—no trace of his Phylactery could be located."

"Even Father Emperor could only seal his head, soul, and body apart from each other."

"With more than a hundred thousand years gone by, nobody knows his fate.

Those seals harness the forces of creation from Heaven and Earth, allowing them to persist in various shapes.

But one fact stands firm: he remains inside the Imperial Dynasty without doubt.

This is his origin; he's bound here forever, even if just a corpse lingers."

"Hiss." Li Yuanshang drew in a sharp breath.

Chopping his own great-grandson into three parts...

It was tough for him to picture a great-grandfather capable of such ruthlessness.

Li Yuanshang rolled his eyes dramatically.

"If the Human Sovereign couldn't track him down, how are we expected to search? Let's just keep battling!"

"I think the Fourth Prince has cut a deal with your Li Clan too."

Fei Heng grinned faintly. "The Imperial Preceptor and Grand Preceptor won't allow his followers inside the Imperial Dynasty. You're the only ones who can assist him."

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"The Fourth Prince promised that no matter if we aid the search or not, he'll pull back his forces."

Li Kuangren inhaled deeply.

"He's the noblest person I've encountered.

He assured us that success or failure in finding the target won't stop him from yielding ground, letting Fei Heng launch strikes on the Wu Clan."

"This territory belongs to the Zishu Clan, the heartland of the Human Race.

Victory or loss in the civil strife, he won't let foreign races claim it."

"Plus, it's his chance to cleanse the groups inside the Twelve Prefectures.

Outsiders have no right to stir unrest in his Duskwild Prefecture's troops.

With festering issues built up, it's prime time to root out these inner threats, no matter the price."

"Should our Li Clan believe his pledge, he's prepared to..."

A flicker of doubt crossed Li Kuangren's gaze.

"...grant our family a path to the Body Integration stage!"

"Body Integration?!!"

Li Tianyi burst with thrill.

"Body Integration! We've hit the jackpot! We've hit..."

All at once, Li Tianyi's face stiffened.

He alone in the family was whooping; the rest held still, sunk in heavy thought.

This made his lip quiver.

He dropped his gaze, glanced around, touched his nose, and awkwardly stepped back behind Tianming.

Following a prolonged quiet, Li Chang'an broke the silence.

"This proposal brims with red flags. If a Body Integration chance exists, why hold it back this long? Why not hand it to his loyalists?"

"Next, why pick our Li Clan for hunting Zishu Lingtian?

Countless secret groups are surfacing worldwide; he must have ways to reach them. Those groups outmatch our Li Clan in strength for sure."

"Lastly, why seek Zishu Lingtian? Doesn't he fear adding another foe to his royal aspirations?"

[Special Event — Search for the Three Severed Remains of Zishu Lingtian]

Li Wei creased his forehead.

This amounted to a trade deal.

The allure of Body Integration loomed huge—too huge for anyone to shrug off.

However, Li Wei couldn't muster any joy over it.

He scanned his kin and saw the identical looks on their faces.

In a flash, they exchanged glances and chuckled softly.

Li Yaowen voiced his thoughts.

"Chaos grips the realm.

The Fourth Prince truly thinks our Li Clan, driven by self-interest, will slave away for him to grow stronger.

Chang'an's questions hit the mark.

If it's a real shot at Body Integration, why skip his inner circle?

To him, we're mere strangers; perks like this don't come our way."

"Right on! Why should the Zishu family's mess concern us?" Li Yaotie's eyes bulged in anger.

"Stumble upon him by chance, sure. Otherwise, forget it.

After all, we've got our own promising talents eyeing Body Integration."

Li Wei gave a nod of support.

"Our top priority remains sorting Tianyue's affairs right, along with perfecting the Void-Soul Exchanging Dao Technique."

Right then.

In Azure Cloud Prefecture, Li Zhiheng meditated in a cross-legged pose, with seven-hued dharma orbs orbiting his form.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Li Zhiheng sensed the "Heavenly Dao Divine Heart" in his chest clearly, urging him to swallow the Providence of Heaven and Earth.

He arched a brow.

"Feeling famished? Pull in Heaven and Earth's Spiritual power to boost my training, and I'll give you a meal."

The heart pounded quicker, drawing Spiritual power from Heaven and Earth in a rushing wave.

Li Zhiheng blinked and tapped his chest.

"Dad calls me dumb, but you're dumber still.

You eat just once monthly—that's the deal.

Act up, and you'll starve forever."

Thump? Thump? Thump!!!

Brushing off the relentless beats from his heart, Li Zhiheng peered inside at the Nascent Soul in his Soul Sea.

Watching the Nascent Soul gain power, he lifted his brows a bit.

"Fifty years... wait, thirty. I'll break the Nascent Soul and step into Divinity Transformation!"