Vice President's Secretary Xiao Ruohan

The Four Symbols Chasm.

"Grandfather, you all should go back now."

"I want to stay, to keep Master company forever."

Old Master Jin frowned.

His gaze towards his granddaughter was filled with helplessness.

He had seen clearly just how deeply Youxi's feelings for Chen Feng ran.

He knew trying to persuade her now would be futile.

Liu Weiwei looked at her senior sister with concern; she had originally intended to stay and keep her company.

After all, she herself didn't have much attachment to the chaotic world outside.

However, a single sentence from Zhao Bing gave her another purpose.

Zhao Bing was a man of few words.

After paying his respects at Master Chen Feng's memorial, his first action was to practice his sword.

When Jin Youxi decided to stay,

Zhao Bing stated firmly:

"Senior sister, please rest assured."

"Leave Master's vengeance to me!"

Liu Weiwei knew that revenge was no simple matter.

Moreover, Master's enemies were the entire Ancient Clans.

She too decided to go out and seek vengeance for their master.

Liu Weiwei's greatest confidence now lay in the North Sea Divine Art.

Its terrifying speed in enhancing blood and vitality

was her capital for revenge.

Qianqian, accompanied by the spirit crane, carried everyone away from the White Tiger Abyss.

She also wanted to see the outside world.

To see the world her master once lived in.

...

Sacred Capital.

A death warrior from the Devouring Heaven Club quietly entered the ancestral compound of the Wei Family.

Wei Qianqiu had sensed this person from quite a distance.

In the past,

this person would have been sliced to pieces a hundred meters away.

But now, Wei Qianqiu was very curious about who would dare come to the Wei Family's ancestral home.

The death warrior walked all the way to the entrance of the compound.

The wooden door of the dilapidated courtyard opened by itself.

The death warrior showed no hesitation.

He walked straight in.

And immediately saw a girl whose entire body shimmered with a silvery light.

"May I ask if you are the Wei Family's ancestor, Wei Qianqiu?"

Wei Qianqiu nodded.

He looked curiously at this person, wondering what his purpose was.

The death warrior took off his outer garment and tore it open.

Inside was a layer of cloth embroidered with characters.

Without even glancing at it, the death warrior directly presented it.

Wei Qianqiu looked curiously at the characters on the cloth.

Soon, a smile appeared on his face.

He then looked towards the brilliantly lit central tower of the Wei Family.

"Feng Tengyun's efficiency is indeed high."

The death warrior spoke again:

"Does the ancestor have any message for me to take back?"

Wei Qianqiu smiled faintly and said:

"It is impolite not to reciprocate!"

"Tell them: when the number of Martial Saints among the Ancient Clans in Sacred Capital falls below one hundred, that will be the time of the Ancient Clans' destruction."

Even this death warrior, who had long disregarded life and death,

was shocked by Wei Qianqiu's words.

...

Upon receiving the reply, Su Yan also couldn't help but laugh:

"It seems the other eight of the Nine Great Families combined are not as difficult to eradicate as the Wei Family alone."

Su Yan gently stroked her belly.

Standing before the glass curtain wall, she looked out at the brightly lit Immortal Capital.

A trace of anticipation flickered in her eyes.

"My blood and vitality are almost fully refined."

"Bring two more blood slaves up."

Soon, two people with their limbs bound were brought up.

These people were clearly former members of the Duan Family.

They looked at Su Yan in terror.

Their bodies struggled frantically.

With their mouths sealed, they could only emit pleading sounds through their noses.

But it was useless.

Su Yan expanded her North Sea Divine Art domain.

In no time, she had drained the two of their blood and vitality, leaving almost nothing.

"Take them down and nourish them well. The blood and vitality of these people are getting weaker and weaker."

"In the future, if they cannot recover to a value of one thousand within half a year, chop them up and add them to the other blood slaves' meals."

The two looked at her with despair in their eyes before being dragged away like dead dogs.

...

Ye Family.

Ye Xing felt as if he were in a dream.

In just a few days, he had experienced the highest highs and the lowest lows.

He also understood that his release was due to the Ancient Clans ruling the world.

It was absolutely not because of any 'family maneuvering' as his grandfather had claimed.

But he saw through it without saying it aloud.

When one's strength is insufficient, no matter what one experiences, one can only endure.

Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he recalled the scene that day when he was arrested by family members.

His lips had been completely burned by chemical agents that day, no longer able to cover his gums,

revealing his decaying teeth.

With a face that looked neither human nor ghostly, Ye Xing could only wear a mask to hide the disfigurement.

Upon returning to his own home, before even entering,

he heard indecent sounds coming from inside.

Clearly, someone was engaging in that kind of activity in the living room.

Ye Xing instantly clenched his fists.

Without thinking, he knew what was happening.

Just as he was about to charge in angrily,

he heard familiar voices conversing inside.

"The child's living expenses for this month aren't enough."

"My monthly allowance is also very small, and most of the money has to be spent on cultivation."

"The child is your own flesh and blood, you can't be so biased."

"It's all Ye Xing's fault, that useless waste. I originally thought I could rely on him to help raise my child, but he turned out to be so incompetent."

...

The simple conversation instantly cast Ye Xing into hell.

The woman's voice was none other than his own wife's.

And the other voice was also familiar.

It was Ye Long, the designated successor of the Ye Family!

Only now did he realize that he had been raising someone else's child all along.

Thinking back to his last arrest, when his wife had told him not to resist for the child's sake.

He had actually done just that at the time; now it seemed utterly laughable.

Ye Xing's fists were clenched tight, his entire body trembling with rage.

He wished he could rush in immediately and kill the two on the spot.

But he knew that with his current strength,

he was no match for Ye Long.

Ye Xing suppressed all his anger. Only long after Ye Long had left

did he finally return home.

The moment he entered, his wife immediately exclaimed in shock:

"Ye Xing! How are you back?"

"You didn't escape from prison, did you?"

"Do you want to implicate me and the child?"

Ye Xing, now unable to speak, just gave his wife a cold look.

Then he removed his mask, revealing his hideous jaw and mouth.

His wife immediately recoiled in fright.

Ye Xing turned on his computer and pulled up the latest announcement from the Martial Arts Guild.

His wife looked on in confusion, then exclaimed in surprise:

"You've been acquitted?"

"And even declared a hero by the Ancient Clans?"

Ye Xing glanced at his wife, said nothing—and could say nothing.

He simply walked alone into his study.

To plan his grand scheme for revenge.

Ye Long, his wife and 'child', Ye Wujiang, even the entire Ye Family.

He intended to spare none of them.

...

In the blink of an eye, a year passed.

This year could be called the most chaotic year for Great Xia.

Simultaneously, the new era was designated as the Ancient Clan Era.

Abbreviated as Gu Yuan.

Over the course of the year, while the world was in chaos,

the Ancient Clans had gained an increasingly thorough understanding of this world.

Especially the younger generation of Ancient Clans, who had discovered many 'new worlds'.

This somewhat deeply worried the older generation of the Ancient Clans.

"The young people of the Ancient Clans nowadays are becoming more and more disobedient."

"My grandnephew insists on marrying some so-called 'socialite'?"

"Damn it, I took one look and nearly went blind!"

"She's simply... simply... shameless!"

Recalling the attire of this prospective grandniece-in-law, the elderly Ancient Clan member momentarily found himself at a loss for words to describe it.

Gu Yang's expression wasn't too pleasant either.

He had just sent people to shut down some kind of 'club'.

He rounded up the dozens of Ancient Clan youths who were deeply engrossed in it and brought them all back.

At that moment, Gu Changqing, as a key youth being cultivated, was also in a meeting.

However, he had no time to pay attention to such trivial matters.

With the new season now starting, he was busy climbing the ranks, wasn't he?

As soon as the meeting ended,

Gu Changqing couldn't wait to return to his office.

Seeing Gu Changqing return to the office to work at this hour,

Gu Yang felt quite pleased, thinking he hadn't misjudged the person back then.

He decided that in the future, he would hand over the position of Grand President to Gu Changqing.

"Ah! This child Changqing really works so hard."

Gu Yang was well aware of how difficult managing the entire world could be.

Although he himself had never managed it.

As soon as Gu Changqing returned to his office,

he noticed an additional woman with a head full of silver hair inside.

Her tight-fitting outfit accentuated her explosive figure.

She looked exactly like a certain hero skin he favored in a game.

"Hello! My name is Xiao Ruohan. I am the personal secretary assigned to you by Assistant Ye Wujiang after an internal selection within the Martial Arts Guild."

Gu Changqing couldn't help but swallow, his throat moving.

He recalled what Ye Wujiang had once said to him.

"Let the secretary handle business! And when there's no business..."