Protect Our Patriarch

"Explode!"

With a light shout, Wang Shouzhe's profound and pale cyan mystical qi condensed within him. As he struck out with his palm, the mystical qi burst forth like a spring breeze turning into rain, scattering in specks upon the vines.

In an instant, the already rapid growth of the Blood Demoness Vine Number Three surged once more, becoming wildly untamed. In just a few breaths, the vines matured, wildly dancing like the long hair of a witch.

This was the "Rainfall Yuan Cultivation Palm" that Wang Shouzhe had created based on the unique characteristics of his bloodline talent. It wasn't some profound and unfathomable mystical technique; its purpose wasn't for striking down foes but for nurturing and strengthening combat plants.

The ones Wang Shouzhe had let through were two mid-stage Lingtai Realm elders from Huangfu's Clan.

Their strength was not weak either, each possessing a low-grade spiritual sword. When they executed their sword techniques, the fierce sword qi slashed through the air, cutting the Blood Demoness vines as easily as slicing through vegetables. In an instant, remnants of the vines flew chaotically through the air.

One of them was even cultivating the Huangfu Clan's family heritage technique, the "Crimson Dragon True Scripture (Lingtai Chapter)." His low-grade fire-elemental spiritual sword roared and surged forth, slicing and scorching the Blood Demoness vines, displaying a moment of imposing might.

However, their speed in destroying the vines was fast, yet it still couldn't keep up with the growth rate of the vines.

While they were busily destroying the Blood Demoness vines, Wang Shouzhe continuously used his Zhouxuan Sword to send out sword qi to interfere with them, while also occasionally striking with his Rainfall Yuan Cultivation Palm to promote the growth of the vines.

Those Blood Demoness vines that were cut in half or scorched dry would crazily grow back as long as their roots remained, just like grass after the rain.

At this point, the two trapped Huangfu Clan elders' complexions turned ugly.

The vines grew faster than they could cut. How could they break through?

Not to mention, within the vine formation, Wang Shouzhe was constantly harassing them with sword qi.

After a few exchanges, one of the elders was caught off guard by a vine wrapping around his foot while dodging a sword qi from Wang Shouzhe.

Although he was quick to react, severing it with a sword and shaking off the remnants on his foot with his mystical qi, the barbs of the witch's vine still pierced his skin.

Even when severed, the dense barbs were like venomous snake fangs, instantly injecting paralyzing venom into his body. Then, the empty barbed venom sacs swelled, beginning to draw blood like syringes.

Although the bloodthirsty barbs were small, the injected venom was just a trace, and the blood drawn was less than a drop, the sheer number of barbs on the vine was overwhelming!

The Huangfu Clan elder felt a numbness in his foot, and his speed and reaction slowed slightly.

He inwardly cursed his bad luck.

Sure enough, Wang Shouzhe took the opportunity to target him, using the vine barrier and cover to continuously suppress him with sword qi.

In order to fend off Wang Shouzhe, he inevitably exposed weaknesses, constantly being attacked by the witch's vines.

In just seven or eight breaths, his body was covered with remnants of vines he couldn't deal with in time, feeling an increasing numbness and his blood rapidly draining away.

His heart filled with terror, he knew that if he didn't escape, he would likely fall within this terrifying vine formation.

Escape, escape, escape!

The Huangfu Clan elder immediately burst forth with sword qi, sprinting outwards.

But among the countless ordinary witch's vines, a darker red and thicker vine had long been lurking, like a deadly serpent waiting for the right moment.

As the Huangfu Clan elder exposed a flaw, it shot out with lightning speed, like a red bolt of lightning.

The Huangfu Clan elder thought it was just an ordinary witch's vine and turned to strike with his sword.

"Puchi~"

The juice of the bloodthirsty vine splattered.

But his low-grade spiritual sword got stuck in the vine, penetrating only halfway before it could go no further.

The Huangfu Clan elder panicked, realizing something was terribly wrong.

But it was too late.

Before he could pull out his spiritual sword, the bloodthirsty vine had already wrapped around him like a giant python, even more terrifying than the actual creature. Its barbs were sharper, and the paralyzing venom was far more potent than that of the other Blood Demoness vines.

In just an instant, countless barbs pierced into his body, dragging him harshly to the ground from mid-air.

The Huangfu Clan elder screamed miserably, desperately struggling and rolling to resist, but the surrounding Blood Demoness vines moved in, entwining his body like witch's hair.

As time passed, screams continued to sound, but the resistance grew weaker and weaker.

Countless vines enveloped him into a vine cocoon, and from the outside, his figure was completely obscured. The screams and pleas for mercy grew fainter and fainter until at last, they ceased altogether.

And all this happened in just a few dozen breaths.

"Fourth Uncle!"

Huangfu Jinhuan's eyes widened in disbelief.The faces of the other members of Huangfu's Clan turned exceedingly ugly.

Everyone knew that the elder from Huangfu's Clan was more likely dead than alive.

"Wang Shouzhe, I will kill you!"

Huangfu Jinhuan, overwhelmed with grief, picked up a low-grade spiritual sword, intending to kill Wang Shouzhe to avenge his Fourth Uncle.

Unfortunately, as a guardian puppet produced by the Shenwu Dynasty, Wang Shouwei's offensive capabilities might not be strong, but his defense was as solid as a wall of bronze and iron, unshakable.

Seeing him like this, Wang Shouzhe couldn't help but sneer, "Huangfu Jinhuan, our Wang's Clan did not offend Huangfu's Clan in the past, yet we were nearly annihilated because of a whim of yours. Have you ever considered that those were also living, breathing lives?"

"Moreover, Huangfu's Clan colluded with the Yinsha Sect externally and bullied the weak internally. Others may not know, but you, Huangfu Jinhuan, should be aware that the downfall of your clan today is due to the lack of virtue passed down through generations."

"Do you not hear, 'Man's deeds are watched by heaven.' Today, I, Wang Shouzhe, will seek justice for the restless souls of Wang's Clan and let Huangfu's Clan taste the same bitterness we did. There are unspoken rules among noble families, and even if this matter reaches the Emperor himself, our Wang's Clan can stand tall and sit upright!"

With those words, Wang Shouzhe's attacks grew even more ferocious.

He had planned for many years, and now was the time to settle decades of enmity, leaving no room for mercy.

Otherwise, it could potentially create a huge hidden danger for the clan's future and bring disaster to his descendants.

Under Wang Shouzhe's powerful offensive, another elder managed to hold on for only twenty breaths before his blood was completely devoured by the bloodthirsty vines, turning him into a withered corpse.

Such bizarre and formidable methods caused panic and rage among Huangfu's Clan, and also made Xiao Yuanwu and Zhong Xiangyang exchange looks of astonishment.

Previously, they thought the strongest in Wang's Clan were either Ancestor Long Yan or the great lady Liu Ruolan. They never expected that Wang Shouzhe, who seemed to fear death, was the most hidden and surprising.

Indeed, Wang Shouzhe was formidable as a Clan Leader, developing the clan to such an extent in a short time, truly a talent of heaven-shaking proportions.

But it was only when he took action that they realized this money-savvy Clan Leader was the true trump card of Wang's Clan, with an air of 'if I do not act, I do not act, but when I do, I astonish the world.'

Moreover, once he made up his mind to act, he was decisive and resolute, with the boldness to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots.

"Huangfu's Clan is finished," Zhong Xiangyang of Bai Island sighed deeply, "With the methods of young friend Shouzhe, Huangfu's Clan probably has no chance of turning the tide."

Xiao Yuanwu of Anyuan also looked at Wang Shouzhe with eyes filled with wariness and fear.

A thought emerged in his heart: As long as Wang Shouzhe is in Wang's Clan, Anyuan Xiao's Clan must maintain good relations with them and never become enemies.

Huangfu's Clan, as a related family by marriage to Xiao's Clan, had been helped by Anyuan Xiao's Clan over the years, fulfilling their duty. As Wang Shouzhe said, all their misfortunes were self-inflicted.

With the two Lingtai Realm elders eradicated by Wang Shouzhe, the outcome of the battle was no longer in doubt.

Even if the enemy wanted to flee, they couldn't escape the vine formation laid out by Wang Shouzhe.

Soon, aside from Huangfu Jinhuan, the other two Lingtai Realm family guards were also eliminated one by one by Wang Shouzhe.

Despite their desperate pleas, even willing to betray the Huangfu family and follow Wang's Clan from then on, and willing to expose some of the Huangfu family's scandals, Wang Shouzhe still mercilessly sent them on their way.

At such a critical moment, what use were family guards who would betray their masters for glory?

Wang Shouzhe would rather cultivate his own family guards slowly. After all, Wang's Clan was becoming more and more profitable, and he was not lacking in resources to train family guards.

As for Huangfu Jinhuan, Wang Shouzhe spared his life for the time being, instead ordering Wang Shouwei to break his limbs and bind him with the Blood Demon Vines into a bundle.

"Wang Shouzhe, your Wang's Clan has won, please just kill me," Huangfu Jinhuan begged weakly.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuanwu couldn't help but plead, "Young friend Shouzhe, although Huangfu's Clan has many faults and brought this day upon themselves, Huangfu Jinhuan is still the head of a noble family. Could you do me the honor and grant him a swift end?"

After pondering for a moment, Wang Shouzhe smiled and said, "I have already investigated secretly; although Xiao's Clan and Huangfu's Clan are allied families by marriage, Xiao's Clan has a good reputation and is not involved in the collusion with the Yinsha Sect. Since that is the case, I will give Ancestor Yuanwu face."

With that, he instructed Wang Shouwei to act, twisting Huangfu Jinhuan's neck without letting the bloodthirsty vines drain him, leaving a whole corpse out of respect for a fellow family head.

"Thank you, young friend Shouzhe," Ancestor Yuanwu expressed his gratitude, "If you have any orders in the future, I will not refuse."

He spoke with sincerity. From the way Wang Shouzhe gave him face, it was clear that Wang's Clan truly did not wish to be enemies with Anyuan Xiao's Clan.As Wang Shouzhe's battle came to an end, the fight involving Long Yan Ancestor and others against Huangfu Huaye also swiftly concluded with a victor emerging.

No matter how formidable Huangfu Huaye was, he couldn't withstand the combined assault of three opponents. Moreover, with the members of Huangfu's Clan dying one after another, Huangfu Huaye had long been thrown into disarray.

After he desperately used his last Crimson Fire Dragon Scale, there was no chance for a comeback. Suffering successive heavy blows, he ultimately had his head severed by a sword strike from Long Yan Ancestor.

Huangfu Huaye's head traced an arc through the air before tumbling to the ground, his crimson hair messily scattered, indistinguishable from the blood that soaked the earth.

Witnessing this scene, Long Yan Ancestor stood frozen for a long while, tears silently sliding down from the corners of her eyes.

The glistening teardrops against her reddened eyes stripped her of her usual aloofness and indifference, revealing a vulnerability akin to that of an ordinary girl.

Even the strongest of people have their weaknesses.

Despite Long Yan Ancestor's usual indomitable appearance, she was, after all, a person—a living, breathing human being.

Not crying is merely a matter of not having reached the point of heartbreak.

Wang Shouzhe sighed, stepped forward to support Long Yan Ancestor, and softly consoled her, "Ancestor, our grievances with Zhouxuan Ancestor, Qiongyuan Ancestor, and our forebears have finally been avenged. This should be a joyous occasion. From now on, our Peaceful Wang's Clan can develop with ease and live our days contentedly."

In truth, with today's vengeance fulfilled, Wang Shouzhe also felt as if a great weight had been lifted from his heart.

Ever since his transmigration, he had been living under pressure, always having to think three steps ahead. Preparing for the worst was nothing but a reluctant measure.

After all, who wouldn't want their family to live peacefully and uneventfully day by day?

Moreover, although he had never met Zhouxuan Ancestor in person, he had witnessed the decline and hardships of his clan and naturally harbored the same hatred for Huangfu's Clan, which had caused it all.

"That's right," Beichen Ancestor also advised from the side, "The chief culprit is gone, and the remaining scions of Huangfu's Clan are not a concern. From now on, the major families of Changning Wei no longer need to live in fear."

With the battle over, Beichen Ancestor was, of course, very pleased.

The complete downfall of Huangfu's Clan benefited Peaceful Wang's Clan the most. But beyond that, it was the Changning Xu's Clan that gained the most.

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"Wang Shouzhe, are you done over there?"

Just as Wang Shouzhe and the others had completed their mission, a roar came from afar. It was Fang You'an shouting, "This guy is too fierce, Green Wei Junior Sister and I can hardly hold on any longer!"

Their battlefield had long since moved away from the interior of the giant blood nest, breaking through the dome to the outside.

Naturally, Wang Shouzhe and the others hurriedly composed themselves and rushed over.

As they fought, they had reached the edge of the blood nest's base island. The area was riddled with pits and craters, a testament to the fierce battle that had taken place.

Soon after.

Wang Shouzhe saw Fang You'an's sorry state and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

The dignified Brother You'an had been beaten so miserably?

The image of him soaring out earlier, with his snow-like elegance, still seemed fresh in his mind. Wasn't this contrast a bit too brutal?