I, Thanks To My Unlimited Investment, Am Admired By All Races
Chapter 317: An Unexpected Windfall
"Why haven't you gone back yet?!" Jiang Lingsheng shouted coldly once more.
This time, he infused a trace of true essence into his voice. It boomed like thunder, rumbling through heaven and earth. Cultivators at the Profound Elixir Realm or Divine Power Realm might not feel much, but for Jiang Linghe, it was no different from a Heavenly Tribulation descending.
His face instantly turned deathly pale. His body trembled violently, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Already pale to begin with, his complexion became even more ghastly white.
He did not dare show even the slightest hint of anger. He stiffly raised his sleeve, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then slowly turned and left.
He was nothing more than an illegitimate son.
And his mother had been only a maidservant.
Jiang Lingsheng, on the other hand, was entirely different.
His mother was a Holy Land Holy Maiden. After marrying the Jiang Clan's patriarch, she represented an alliance between two enormous powers.
It could be said that behind Jiang Lingsheng stood not only the Jiang Clan, but an entire Holy Land as well!
Even if Jiang Lingsheng were to kill Jiang Linghe outright, no one in the Jiang Clan would be able to find fault with it.
"Serves him right." Someone spat lightly as they watched Jiang Linghe's retreating figure.
Not long after Jiang Linghe turned away, a Divine Palace Realm elder in the crowd suddenly lifted his head and looked toward the distant void, a faint smile appearing at the corner of his mouth.
"They're here!"
At his words—
Everyone followed the elder's gaze. They all understood that the person they had been waiting for had finally arrived.
Boom!
Heaven and earth shook.
A streak of golden divine light swept in from afar.
As it drew closer, everyone could finally see clearly that it was a Golden Divine Chariot drawn by a white jade qilin. Curtains fluttered around it, the Dao resonated in harmony, and seven-colored divine radiance burst forth.
Vaguely, one could see a tall, slender figure seated within, shrouded in divine light—like a supreme Immortal King, making all things in heaven and earth lose their brilliance by comparison.
At that moment, he rose to his feet and stepped out from the divine chariot.
When he emerged, all the Jiang Clan's younger generation held their breath.
They had once believed that Jiang Lingsheng's bearing was already peerless among the younger generation.
But today, after seeing Li Xun, they finally realized that even Jiang Lingsheng, the pride of the Jiang Clan, paled in comparison.
Behind Li Xun stood a woman bathed in radiant light. She wore a seven-colored mask, her figure graceful and exquisite, possessing peerless elegance, like a goddess descended from the heavens.
The instant they saw her, countless Jiang Clan members felt a chill in their hearts and dared not look directly at her.
They all understood clearly that this seemingly ordinary figure, lacking any sharp or oppressive aura, was most likely the Saint King who had destroyed the Spirit Clan with her own hands!
Such an existence was not something they were qualified to gaze upon.
Even a Jiang Clan Saint, standing before her, would have to lower their head.
"An esteemed guest arrives, yet we failed to welcome you from afar. Please forgive the discourtesy."
From the sky, an aged voice rang out.
At some point, a white-haired old man had appeared before Li Xun's divine chariot. After glancing at Li Xun, he clasped his hands and bowed slightly in greeting.
"A Saint!"
Many within the Jiang Clan felt their hearts leap.
Indeed, the rumors circulating within the Jiang Clan earlier had not been wrong after all.
The Jiang Clan had indeed arranged for a Saint to come forward to receive them—there was simply no other choice.
If Li Xun had come alone, it would have been enough to send out a few elders along with Jiang Lingsheng.
But Li Xun had arrived with a Saint King in tow, and that changed everything.
Originally, Jiang Lingsheng had already taken a step forward. Yet in the end, he could only awkwardly withdraw it. He understood very well that the moment a Saint appeared, there was no longer a place for him at Li Xun's side.
The dignified successor of the Jiang Clan's next generation could only be reduced to a mere backdrop at this moment.
"Li Xun greets you, Senior, and greets all fellow Daoists."
Li Xun wore a gentle smile as he cupped his hands toward the members of the Jiang Clan.
No one dared to be careless. They immediately returned the salute.
"Daoist Li is far too polite. Ever since our parting at the Great Strength Divine Demon Sect, only a few short years have passed. Who could have imagined that you would already reach such a height? Truly unprecedented."
Among the Jiang Clan, an elder spoke up.
His name was Jiang Yunzong, and his face carried a look of deep emotion. When they first met, he had addressed Li Xun as Little Friend Li Xun. But today, he could only call him Daoist Li Xun.
As for how he should address Li Xun when they met again in another ten or so years… he didn't even dare to imagine it.
Li Xun's potential was simply too terrifying in anyone's eyes. In such a short time, he had already cultivated to the Divine Palace Realm. In the future, who knew when he might step directly into sainthood?
Once Li Xun became a Saint…
The phrase "bearing the bearing of an Emperor" would no longer be enough to describe him.
Because upon reaching sainthood, Li Xun would no longer be someone others could kill at will. If nothing unexpected happened, his future floor would be that of a Quasi-Emperor.
As for the ceiling… it's unfathomable.
At present, forming goodwill with Li Xun was a unanimous stance throughout the Jiang Clan.
While Li Xun had yet to become a Saint, they needed to build this relationship early. If they waited until the day Li Xun became an Emperor before trying to curry favor… They might not even qualify to stand in line.
"Several years have passed, yet Elder Jiang's demeanor remains unchanged," Li Xun replied with a smile.
"This old man is already past his prime. Compared to Daoist Li Xun, a rising star of the younger generation, I truly cannot be mentioned in the same breath," Jiang Yunzong said as he stroked his beard, smiling.
Yet beneath that humility was a trace of pride.
Across the entire Jiang Clan, there were only a handful who could speak with Li Xun on equal footing at this moment.
By sheer coincidence, he happened to be one of them.
With this connection alone, it might one day become a source of pride he could boast about.
"This is not a place for conversation. Please, Little Friend Li Xun, follow this old man. The Jiang Clan has already prepared accommodations for you. I hope you will not find them lacking." At this moment, the Saint of the Jiang Clan finally spoke.
"You have my thanks, Senior," Li Xun replied with a nod.
He followed the Saint, crossing through the void and heading deeper into the Jiang Clan. Along the way, they chatted casually. Yet at the instant he entered the Jiang Clan's ancestral grounds, Li Xun's expression shifted slightly.
A hint of surprise flashed across his face as he glanced downward.
On the stone steps below, a young man with a gaunt figure and unsteady steps was slowly climbing upward with great difficulty. To others, this person might appear utterly ordinary.
But now, in Li Xun's eyes, the young man was enveloped in an intensely radiant golden glow, so dense it was almost tangible. Within that golden brilliance, there was even a trace of crimson light.
'A gold-level investable person?'
Listening to the system's voice echo in his mind, the smile at the corner of Li Xun's lips grew even warmer.
'I never expected that a visit to the Jiang Clan today would bring such an unexpected windfall. This trip was truly worth it.'
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Note:
Cultivation Realm so far:
1, Body Refinement
2, Qi Condensation (Jiang Linghe's at this realm)
3, Spirit Meridian
4, Profound Elixir
5, Divine Power
6, Life and Death (Jiang Lingsheng's at this realm)
7, Divine Palace (Li Xun's at this realm)
8, Half-Saint
9, Saint
10, Saint King
11, Great Saint
12, Quasi-Emperor
13, Emperor
Treasure Level so far:
1, Mortal Weapon
2, Magical Treasure
3, Spiritual Treasure
4, Dao Weapon
5, Sacred Weapon
6, Sacred King Weapon
7, Imperial Weapon
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