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Chapter 758: The Secret History of the Heavenly Ruins! The Grand Marshal Returns
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The moment Hua Rui spoke, the Raging Dragon Twin Maces seemed to sense something. With a roar, they broke free from Wang Anye's hand, transforming into two golden-yellow dragon forms several meters long. Like raging dragons emerging from the sea, they lunged towards Princess Huarui.
This lunge was majestic, like thunder, yet it seemed to hold no hostility. Instead, it conveyed an indescribable excitement. Wang Anye's fingertips twitched, but he didn't stop them. Instead, he watched the scene with great interest.
The two golden-yellow dragon forms continuously circled Princess Huarui. Waves of battle-like energy accompanied by metallic dragon roars filled the air, as if they were both curious and felt an extreme closeness to Princess Huarui.
Princess Huarui's mind stirred, and a vast surge of Divine Soul power erupted, enveloping the golden dragon forms. The Divine Soul power of every individual carries a unique aura, an aura originating from their true spirit.
Sensing this familiar Divine Soul power, the eyes of the two golden-yellow dragon forms instantly lit up.
"Indeed, it's our master!"
The twin dragons immediately let out an excited roar, rushing forward and rubbing against Princess Huarui, as if expressing their longing. Princess Huarui reached out and touched them, and they immediately transformed back into a pair of celestial maces, settling into her hands.
In an instant, a feeling akin to a bloodline connection surged through her. Hua Rui felt her body fill with boundless power, and instinctively swung her hands, striking alternately!
"Boom! Boom!"
Two terrifying golden energy surges swept out, causing the surrounding space to violently vibrate and rupture. The immense roar was deafening and disorienting, stirring the heart, truly embodying the demeanor of a peerless female overlord.
"My sister!" Wang Fugui was also shocked by such raw power. "Your strength is quite explosive. Is this the legendary Dual-Wielding Whip Sage?"
"I don't know either," Princess Huarui blinked, a look of innocence on her face. "I just feel these Raging Dragon Twin Maces are very familiar, and they seem to recognize me. Could it be that these are the Immortal Artifacts left behind by Wu Panpan?"
Although everyone knew Hua Rui was the reincarnation of Wu Panpan, and she herself would occasionally use her "True Immortal reincarnation" identity for show, it was mostly just talk. The memories of her previous life were so fragmented that she had no real sense of her "True Immortal reincarnation" identity.
There was no helping it; there were too many prodigies in the family. The advantage in aptitude brought by being a True Immortal reincarnation simply couldn't be displayed. And without an aptitude advantage, being a True Immortal reincarnation didn't seem so special.
Until now, she felt as if she was still in a dream.
"..."
Wang Baosheng also looked speechless.
Aunt, didn't you say you were a "normal" person?
Didn't we agree to be ordinary and common together... If this is considered a normal person, is our entire family a bit too prodigal?
"Die'er, don't dwell too much on past and present lives," Wang Anye patted Hua Rui's shoulder. "You have already undergone the baptism of the River of Reincarnation and been reborn as a Wang Clan child. Regardless of whether you have memories of your past life, you are my granddaughter, a member of the Wang Clan. If there are any unfulfilled wishes from your past, your grandfather and other elders will help you fulfill them."
"Yes, Die'er understands," Princess Huarui nodded happily.
In short, she felt very happy to be born into the Wang Clan, with loving parents, kind elders, respected brothers, a younger brother who adored her, and adorable juniors like Baosheng...
Wang Baosheng, upon hearing this, also felt that his great-grandfather's words were very reasonable.
He, too, always felt as if he had been reborn, bearing a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, and sometimes he would feel lost.
Now, it truly seemed fortunate to be born into the Wang Clan.
The appearance of the Raging Dragon Twin Maces was just an interlude.
After Hua Rui retrieved the Raging Dragon Twin Maces and they chatted for a bit, Wang Anye and Wang Fugui resumed their calm blind box opening activity. All sorts of Shenwu Ruins relics were opened, some trash, and some valuable treasures.
As time passed, the temporarily subsided Energy Tide gradually surged again, signifying that this "junk scavenging" activity was coming to an end.
Just as they finished opening a wave of blind boxes and were preparing to return,
suddenly, a violent energy fluctuation erupted from the central position of the Shenwu Ruins.
Through the layers of energy halos, a golden light could be vaguely seen piercing through the surging Energy Tide, flying towards them like a meteor.
The golden light emitted a powerful aura, yet its movement seemed very difficult. From time to time, it would be affected by the surging Energy Tide around the core area, violently shaking or being knocked over several times.
But even so, the golden light remained persistent, its direction completely unchanged.
"Reincarnation, you scoundrel! While suppressing me, you still dare to throw things out!" At this moment, the roar of the Chilong Demon Lord faintly came through the tide, his voice filled with towering rage. "I refuse to believe that you, increasingly weakened, can suppress this Demon Lord until the end of time."
"One day at a time, I'll suppress you one day at a time."
The voice of the Tree of Reincarnation followed, old and hoarse, yet exceptionally calm and collected, as if nothing could sway him.
After a pause, his voice resounded in their ears again: "Little friend Di Xiu, catch it. This is Panpan's item. My current strength is insufficient; I cannot spare much power to protect it."
"Yes, senior Reincarnation."
Immortal Lord Di Xiu immediately rose, waving his Endless Wood Staff. A pale green light of Immortal Spirit Stone surged out, instantly transforming into a giant Immortal Spirit Stone hand that plunged into the tide and retrieved the golden light.
When the giant hand returned and dissipated, a suspended Immortal Scripture appeared before everyone.
It was an Immortal Scripture with dragon patterns depicted on its surface, exuding a powerful dragon's might throughout, its aura noble and majestic. Faintly, it seemed to be accompanied by dragon roars.
Clearly, this was a dragon-attribute Immortal Scripture.
The Tree of Reincarnation had already said it belonged to "Panpan."
In an instant, everyone's gaze fell upon Princess Huarui.
Hua Rui also felt a connection in her heart. Her figure suddenly rose into the air, approaching the Immortal Scripture.
As if sensing Hua Rui's approaching aura, a "little dragon man" weapon spirit, whose gender was indistinguishable, emerged from the Immortal Scripture.
He looked young, wearing a set of exquisite small battle armor. When he appeared, he was clutching his little head, dazed, as if he had been quite tossed around in the Energy Tide earlier.
But upon seeing Princess Huarui, he instantly became energetic, driving the Immortal Scripture and pouncing excitedly towards her: "Sister Panpan, boo hoo, I've finally reunited with you! I've missed you so much!!"
Princess Huarui caught him, and a strong sense of familiarity instantly surged in her heart.
She caressed the Immortal Scripture a few times, and a realization dawned on her: "So it's you, the True Dragon Immortal Art! However, my name in this life is Wang Jidie, and my title is Princess Huarui. You can call me Sister Hua Rui."
"Okay, Sister Hua Rui," the True Dragon Immortal Art happily rubbed against Hua Rui. "Ever since you died in battle, your true spirit has been sleeping under the protection of Grandpa Reincarnation. A while ago, Grandpa Reincarnation released you and then pulled you back from the River of Reincarnation... Grandpa Reincarnation said that it wouldn't be long until we reunited."
Died in battle?
Uh, hehe...
Princess Huarui quickly said: "Now is not the time to talk about this. The Energy Tide is getting more and more violent. Let's retreat to a safe area first."
Due to the delay caused by the True Dragon Immortal Art, they had missed the best time to retreat. The Energy Tide had already become intense, and even the combined efforts of the three True Immortal Realm powerhouses were struggling significantly.
No one dared to linger any longer. They immediately began to retreat quickly, pushing against the Energy Tide.
Fortunately, there were no more mishaps on their way back. Soon, everyone retreated to the temporary palace.
Once they arrived at the temporary palace, they gathered together, wanting to hear what this Immortal Scripture knew.
For an Immortal Scripture like this, the weapon spirit's sentience exists dependent on the Immortal Scripture itself. Unless its consciousness is deliberately erased, it will always exist; as long as the Immortal Scripture is not destroyed, its consciousness will not dissipate.
Moreover, after an Immortal Scripture is inherited, its weapon spirit can perceive the outside world through its master, and thus often knows many secret histories.
The Shenwu Dynasty perished over a hundred thousand years ago. A significant portion of today's historical records, in fact, has been reconstructed based on the memories of weapon spirits.
After all, a hundred thousand years is a vast expanse of time; most of the traces left from that era have long since vanished into oblivion. Only those weapon spirits who personally experienced history truly know the truth of those times.
Especially regarding the great calamity war, nearly all who knew the full story had died, and no one knew what truly happened.
"My name is True Dragon Immortal Art; I am actually an Immortal Scripture," the True Dragon Immortal Art introduced himself first.
It turned out to be a body cultivation Immortal Scripture. After cultivation, one could gain the power of a true dragon, with fierce and domineering combat strength.
If cultivated to the True Immortal Realm, one's combat power would explode, and they could enter a berserk state, transforming into a thirteenth-order true dragon to fight.
It was precisely because of this that its previous master, Wu Panpan, had explosive combat power. Although she was relatively young among the many Grand Marshals of the army groups, she was one of the strongest combatants.
"Little dragon man, how did I die in my last life?" Princess Huarui finally couldn't resist asking.
"Boo hoo... Sister Hua Rui, you died in battle in your last life under the siege of three Demon Gods. But you didn't lose out; before you died, you went berserk and took one of them down with you! Even Grandpa Reincarnation praised you as a hero."
The True Dragon Immortal Art began to recount the battle of the previous life, sobbing.
It turned out that Wu Panpan in her previous life was the Marshal of the Third Army Group of the Divine Martial Army.
As one of the main army groups, she was ordered to block the demon army on the left flank of the realm crack. At that time, the demon army on the left flank was a Demon Clan army group led by three Demon Gods.
Under a one-versus-three situation, even though the Third Army Group was in a defensive position and its troops were elite, the casualties were still extremely heavy.
Endless Demon Clan armies poured out of the gigantic realm crack, like an boundless ocean.
The Third Army Group blocked wave after wave of shock, like a surging tide, and legion after legion was crippled and annihilated!
But no one retreated half a step.
For example, Yao Guifang, the Legion Commander of the Ninth Legion, after her Legion suffered almost complete casualties, led the remaining personal guards to fight to the end, ultimately perishing in a self-detonation.
Si Yanbo, the Legion Commander of the Fifth Legion, died in battle, dragging two Demon Kings down with him at the critical moment.
Until finally, Wu Panpan transformed into a true dragon and fought against the three Demon Gods, surprisingly managing to perish together with one of them by going berserk.
As the True Dragon Immortal Art narrated, everyone seemed to witness the scenes that transpired back then, feeling the tragic and brutal nature of that calamitous war.
And Wu Panpan's Third Army Group merely defended one direction.
In fact, the Demon Clan forces gathered by the Chilong Demon Lord far exceeded the sneak attack troops of the Eclipsing Moon Demon Lord.
After all, the latter was merely a Demon Lord sent from the main branch as reinforcement. Although the demon army that came with him was elite, their numbers were not very large. The Chilong Demon Lord, however, was a true local Demon Clan ruler, with a full sixteen Demon Clan army groups and twenty Demon God-level powerhouses under his command.
Such terrifying strength, under the leadership of the Chilong Demon Lord, launched a full-scale assault on the Human Clan's Shenwu World. Just imagining such a scene was enough to send shivers down one's spine!
At that time, under the Shenwu Holy Emperor, only six army groups remained, with a total of ten True Immortal combat powers, plus the Holy Emperor and his innate Sacred Plant, the Tree of Reincarnation.
Compared to the main battlefield of the Shenwu Ruins, the battlefield where the Sacred Spirit Maiden led her forces to intercept the Eclipsing Moon Demon Lord was far incomparable in terms of both the scale of the war and its brutality.
This war, from anyone's perspective, saw the Shenwu Human Clan in an absolute disadvantage. According to common sense, the Human Clan was destined to be defeated and perish, and the Shenwu World would be completely occupied by the Demon Clan.
And indeed, with humanity's desperate defense, one army group marshal after another successively perished, until only the Shenwu Holy Emperor remained, desperately holding on.
But the Chilong Demon Lord never imagined that at the final moment, the Shenwu Holy Emperor, taking advantage of the enemy's attention being fully drawn by the great battle, secretly completed the layout of the super trump card, the World-Annihilating Pearl. He destroyed the supporting nodes of the realm, and by leveraging the explosive power of the two realm's spatial support points, as well as the terrifying spatial energy storm that erupted as a result, he annihilated the remaining enemies.
After this, the terrifying energy storm swept through both the Shenwu and Demon Clan realms.
This was tantamount to overturning the chessboard, forcing both races back to a primitive society.
As the True Dragon Immortal Art concluded his narration, everyone fell silent.
Although they knew the cataclysmic war must have been incredibly brutal, they never expected it to be so heroic.
"Die'er, don't be afraid." Wang Anye embraced his pale-faced granddaughter and said firmly, "In this life, Grandpa will absolutely not let you fall into a mortal trap again. Even if Grandpa picks up trash every day, I will help you pick out an even stronger army group to crush all invading enemies."
Princess Huarui was very touched by the first half of the sentence, but after hearing the second half, she couldn't help but laugh wryly.
Picking up trash to form an army group sounded rather unreliable, but somehow, her grandfather might actually be able to do it...
"Grandpa, I'm not afraid. I already have the Canglong Legion now," Princess Huarui had also recovered by now, her voice firm. "I will lead the Canglong Legion to grow slowly. Sooner or later, it will surpass the original Shenwu Third Army Group."
"Aunt, when you get back, send all your military-themed large video recordings. I'll arrange for people to operate them well for you to earn more military funds. Then, we'll find people to film this piece of history," Wang Baosheng also expressed his support through action. "I can even sacrifice some of my time to personally edit them for you... to add a sense of profound history and artistry!"
"Having people operate them is fine," Princess Huarui quickly interjected. "As for you personally doing the editing, please don't."
During this time, she had chatted with her brother Wang Fugui and learned about Wang Baosheng secretly filming large videos himself. She was shocked by the viewership data of the videos her nephew personally edited.
How bad must the content be to flop so badly despite being operated across all channels?
Her nephew truly had no artistic talent whatsoever, yet he loved to dabble in it.
"..." The criticized Wang Baosheng.
...
Time flew by, and another ten years passed.
Unbeknownst to them, it was now the 3549th year of the Great Qian calendar. At this point, twenty years had passed since the Sacred Domain portal first opened and Wang Shoujie arrived in the Sacred Domain.
Tianrui Saint Dynasty.
Jiang Immortal Clan.
This day, the weather was fine, with clear skies and gentle breezes.
Inside the Jiang Family Main Residence, at the edge of a Docking Platform used for flying vessels, a gathering of Jiang Family core members, led by Immortal Lord Haoran, stood eagerly waiting.
They had been waiting here for nearly an hour, yet not a single person showed impatience. Instead, they remained enthusiastic and full of anticipation.
This was because Young Master Shoujie was coming today.
A few days ago, Young Master Shoujie sent word that he would be visiting the Jiang Family Main Residence.
Upon receiving the message from Young Master Shoujie, they were overjoyed. They immediately made extensive preparations in a flurry of activity, and after estimating the time, they arrived early to wait here, eager to greet Young Master Shoujie at the first opportunity.
It was no wonder they were so devoted.
Thinking back, the Jiang Family had faced successive misfortunes and was practically at a dead end. However, after aligning themselves with Young Master Shoujie, their situation instantly reversed.
Young Master Shoujie merely entrusted some Spirit Rice business to the Jiang Family and sent out a few signals, and the attitudes of those aristocratic families immediately changed.
Creditors immediately stopped knocking on their doors. Two families specializing in banking even proactively sent people to inquire if they needed to borrow more funds for turnover. Their attitude was incredibly good, as if they weren't the ones who had been desperately trying to collect money from the Jiang Family before.
Afterward, in the process of rectifying their family's industries and earning money to repay debts, the Jiang Family no longer faced any difficulties. They smoothly repaid most of their debts, and the mortgaged mineral properties were all redeemed one by one.
Even the Tianrui Si Clan treated them with much more courtesy than before.
They naturally understood that this was not due to the Jiang Family's own capabilities but entirely due to Young Master Shoujie's influence.
Without Young Master Shoujie, the Jiang Family would likely have faced not this "everyone is happy" harmonious scene, but a siege by a group of "hungry wolves."
Over the past twelve years, the Jiang Family had truly endured hardships and finally found a turn for the better. Not only did they overcome the most difficult days, but they also opened up the market through the Spirit Rice business entrusted by Young Master Shoujie, re-establishing themselves among the Immortal Clan aristocratic families.
As a long-established Immortal Clan, once the Jiang Family revitalized itself, its extensive network of connections became a huge advantage. In a short period, they expanded the Spirit Rice business throughout the Tianrui Saint Dynasty and various surrounding Immortal Dynasties.
Even though they only earned agency fees, they still made a fortune due to the increasingly massive volume of Spirit Rice.
Now, their only remaining concern was the issue of Immortal Scripture inheritance.
Jiang Yunxuan had failed to break through his bloodline after taking the Saint Manifestation Pill, suffering severe injuries. He hadn't recovered over the years, merely clinging to life with medication.
A certain patriarch, anxiously looking forward, couldn't help but privately ask Jiang Family Clan Leader Jiang Jianmu, "Jianmu, I heard that ten years ago, Ancestor Haoran begged Young Master through Muxian, hoping to obtain a 'Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill.' I wonder if Young Master's visit this time is for that matter?"
As the family gradually became wealthier, the elders' treatment also gradually recovered. The once gaunt and emaciated elders now had much rounder and shinier faces, appearing somewhat spirited, like Lingxu Realm True Monarchs.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Jianmu's expression immediately turned serious, and he rebuked the elder: "One must not presumptuously speculate on Young Master's thoughts. Young Master's grace towards our Jiang Family is as heavy as a mountain. Regardless of whether he can obtain the Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill or not, our Jiang Family should be grateful."
Although the Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill and the Saint Manifestation Pill were both Eleventh-grade pills, the former required more and rarer heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Its medicinal efficacy could resurrect the dead and restore white bones. For cultivators below the True Immortal Realm, no matter how severe the injury, one Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill could mostly cure the illness.
Even if an Immortal Lord was injured, as long as the injury wasn't fatal, they could quickly recover with this Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill.
Having a Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill on hand could sometimes mean an extra life!
Therefore, the Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill has always been regarded as a high-end strategic medicinal pill, with extremely strict controls. Even with money, it is difficult to buy.
At least, given the Jiang Family's status, it was still quite difficult to obtain a Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill at present.
Just as they were speaking, a sharp-eyed Jiang Family member spotted a streak of light in the distant sky and suddenly exclaimed, "Look! Is that Young Master Shoujie's flying carriage?"
Everyone focused their gaze, immediately filled with surprise and joy.
It was indeed the flying carriage that Wang Shoujie frequently used.
It was an extraordinarily luxurious medium-sized flying carriage. The carriage compartment was as large as a small villa, and all the materials used were top-grade, exquisitely and magnificently designed, fully showcasing wealth while maintaining elegance.
The carriage compartment was also equipped with extremely sophisticated formations and intricate inscriptions, gleaming with spiritual light from afar, very eye-catching.
Speaking of which, this flying carriage was the one Yao Yumei had originally brought from the Divine Treasure Hall. Because Wang Shoujie found it comfortable and disliked the hassle of transferring it back and forth, he simply bought it directly from the Divine Treasure Hall. After some minor modifications, he used it for his daily travels.
Every time he came to the Tianrui Saint Dynasty, he mostly took this flying carriage, so the Jiang Family members were already quite familiar with it.
Indeed, in just a moment, the flying carriage began to circle down, descending towards the Jiang Family's Docking Platform.
The Jiang Family members immediately excitedly went to meet it.
By the time the flying carriage steadied, the Jiang Family members were already waiting beneath it.
"Immortal Lord Haoran, on behalf of the Jiang Family, welcomes Young Master Shoujie," the leading Immortal Lord Haoran stood at the forefront of the Jiang Family members, leading them in a bow towards the flying carriage.
"Immortal Lord Haoran, please rise. This Young Master has always disliked formalities, so there's no need for such a grand display in the future."
Wang Shoujie's voice came from inside the flying carriage.
Immediately afterward, the carriage door was opened from within, but the first to emerge was not Wang Shoujie, but another graceful figure.
She first opened the carriage door, took down the gangway leaning against the carriage, and placed it against the front side of the carriage. Only then did she descend from the flying carriage, respectfully waiting at the bottom of the steps.
It was Jiang Muxian.
Many years had passed, and Jiang Muxian's appearance had hardly changed, but her overall demeanor had undergone a huge transformation.
Perhaps it was from following Wang Shoujie and seeing various important figures; now, the forced calm and innate caution that used to emanate from her bones had faded, replaced by an air of composure.
Today, she wore a light green long dress, its style no longer as intricate and flowing as before, but rather simple, yet it did not conceal her temperament; instead, it added a touch of grandeur.
Upon seeing this, Immortal Lord Haoran and Jiang Family Clan Leader Jiang Jianmu were both greatly relieved.
It seemed that having Muxian follow Young Master Shoujie was truly the right choice. To possess such an aura, it appeared Muxian had indeed grown considerably over these years.
However, today's protagonist was ultimately Wang Shoujie. Immortal Lord Haoran and the others did not linger on Jiang Muxian for too long. After a quick glance and a brief nod of greeting, they turned their attention to Wang Shoujie, who followed closely behind.
After a lively reception, Immortal Lord Haoran personally welcomed Wang Shoujie into the Main Residence, entertaining him warmly.
This time, the Jiang Family did not use "aged Immortal Tea" to entertain Shoujie. Instead, they acquired genuine "Crimson Robe Immortal Tea" from an unknown source.
This was a fiercely potent Immortal Tea. Drinking it was said to have the effect of burning bones, tempering the soul, and strengthening the physique.
Even Jiang Muxian, who accompanied Wang Shoujie as his maid, received a cup.
After drinking the tea, Wang Shoujie, who was ostensibly there to inspect the agency business, proactively spoke without waiting for Immortal Lord Haoran to inquire: "Immortal Lord, please bring me to see Jiang Yunxuan."
Immortal Lord Haoran's face immediately lit up with joy, and he trembled with excitement: "Young Master Shoujie, you really obtained the Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill?"
"Consider it a success, I suppose," Wang Shoujie said calmly. "Don't say anything more. Let's discuss it after the matter is settled."
Immortal Lord Haoran immediately suppressed his gratitude and personally led Wang Shoujie to a quiet courtyard deep within the Main Residence.
This was the tranquil courtyard where Jiang Yunxuan was recuperating.
Upon entering the room, despite being cared for and cleaned day and night by maids, the room still inevitably had a strong medicinal and decaying smell. The once spirited Jiang Yunxuan now lay motionless on the sickbed, his face pale, appearing to be hovering between life and death.
Jiang Muxian hurried forward to open the doors and windows, and with a wave of her sleeve, changed the air several times. Then, blushing, she apologized to Wang Shoujie: "Young Master, please forgive me. It was I who was inconsiderate and did not clean beforehand."
Immortal Lord Haoran also hastily apologized, taking out precious top-grade incense for cultivation and meditation to dispel the odor.
"No matter. This Young Master is not some pampered fop who can't endure hardship," Wang Shoujie smiled faintly, not particularly bothered.
He examined Jiang Yunxuan's condition, then probed with his Mysterious Qi. Once he understood the situation, he directly said to the two individuals behind him, who were looking at him anxiously: "Muxian, Immortal Lord, both of you wait outside the room. Seal this Small Courtyard with your Divine Sense and do not let anyone disturb me."
Immortal Lord Haoran hastily acknowledged the order, immediately leading Jiang Muxian out the door and using his immense Divine Sense to seal the Small Courtyard.
Clearly, Immortal Lord Haoran already trusted Wang Shoujie immensely, one could even say he was completely obedient.
Once they were alone, Wang Shoujie released his Divine Sense to probe the surroundings, confirming that there was truly no one else. Only then did he take out a very beautiful-looking medicinal pill, feed it into Jiang Yunxuan's mouth, and then began to heal him using Life Origin Power.
In fact, although Jiang Yunxuan's injuries were severe, Wang Shoujie had already accumulated a lot of experience in treating such bloodline-berserk injuries when he treated Wang Ningxi in his early years. He knew how to cure them. And his Life Source Mysterious Qi was the best treatment method.
Ten years ago, Wang Shoujie could actually have cured Jiang Yunxuan.
But he didn't act. Firstly, to highlight the preciousness of the Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill, agreeing immediately would have seemed inappropriate.
Secondly, he also needed some time to assess the Jiang Family.
The facts proved that the Jiang Family, this old Immortal Clan, cherished the opportunity they were given immensely. They meticulously opened up various sales channels, and in just over a decade, they fully established the Spirit Rice distribution network, integrating it into the entire Saint Dynasty system.
In addition, the Jiang Family's integrity and credibility were impeccable. Wang Shoujie deliberately revealed several subtle loopholes for them to exploit, but instead of profiting from them, they proactively reported the loopholes and improved the cooperation process.
Moreover, everyone in the Jiang Family was extremely grateful for Young Master Shoujie's timely assistance, showing that they were a family who knew and appreciated kindness.
Therefore, Wang Shoujie felt it was perfectly reasonable to lend the Jiang Family a hand.
As for the "Heaven-Returning Sacred Pill," Wang Shoujie naturally didn't bother to go through the trouble of obtaining it. He merely took out a random healing pill to go through the motions; the primary means of treatment was still his Life Source Mysterious Qi.
Fortunately, this Jiang Yunxuan was lucky. Although he suffered a backlash from the Saint Manifestation Pill, he was merely a Divine-Transformation Realm cultivator, making his treatment hundreds of times easier than Cai Youdao's.
After barely half an hour, Wang Shoujie exited the Small Courtyard.
Immortal Lord Haoran watched Wang Shoujie nervously, his heart unknowingly tightening: "Young Master, how is the situation?"
"I have not failed my mission. Brother Yun Xuan's injuries have largely recovered. He just needs some time to recuperate and will be as good as new," Wang Shoujie said calmly. "Moreover, he was lucky. Although he ultimately failed, he did absorb a portion of the Saint Manifestation Pill's efficacy. After recovery, his bloodline awakening has reached the qualification to inherit an Immortal Scripture."
"Ah!"
Immortal Lord Haoran was overjoyed, and old tears flowed uncontrollably.
He bowed deeply to Wang Shoujie, trembling: "Young Master's grace to the Jiang Family is immense, and this old man has no way to repay it. I only wish that for the rest of my life, I can serve as an old servant by Young Master's side until my dying breath."
Wang Shoujie immediately smiled.
This Immortal Lord Haoran, after sending a maid, was now preparing to sell himself as an old servant? However, from this perspective, the Jiang Family's character was good; they were not ungrateful.
His efforts to save them were not in vain after all.
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