CHAPTER 89: CHAPTER 88 THIS, IS FAMILY!

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"I, Wang Shouyong, am willing to shoulder this burden with Fourth Brother."

"I, Wang Shou Lian, am willing to act as Fourth Brother’s support."

The younger generation of the Wang Clan members emerged one by one from the main residence. Their faces were tender, yet each showed a courage that defies life and death, charging unfalteringly forward.

Shouyong, Shou Lian.

Perhaps they are not as dazzlingly talented as Luqiu and Luojing for the moment, but they dare to stand up at this critical juncture and stand shoulder to shoulder with Wang Shouzhe, together bearing the life-and-death crisis of the family.

With such courage and sense of responsibility, their future achievements will not be lacking.

This event was not yet over.

People from the family all stood up one by one, even Wang Shounuo and Wang Luotong, who were working at the distant Zhuwei Lake, had returned to stand by Wang Shouzhe.

"Shouzhe, I will bear this with you." Wang Shouzhe’s sister Wang Luoyi also stood by his side, with an immensely determined look in her eyes.

"Brother~ Miaomiao will help you beat up the bad guys." Wang Luomiao also stood up, saying with a very tender voice, "I, Wang Luomiao, am now eight years old, under ten, none are refused, please give me your guidance!"

Although saying under ten sounded not very imposing, it was also very much in line with the actual situation. She was still at the stage of warming and nourishing her body’s meridians, certainly unable to fight real Black Tortoise Practitioners.

"I, Wang Zongwei, though without prospects, fearlessly battle to the death." A twenty-year-old young man hobbled forward with the aid of a cane, "Fourth Uncle, let me atone for my sins."

Wang Shouzhe looked at Wang Zongwei, and indeed looked at him with newfound respect.

"My name is Wang Shouye, and I am ten years old! You bunch of bad people, one day, you will remember my name." This was the son of Sixth Uncle Dinghai, quite young, yet full of vigor.

"My name is Wang Zongchang, thirteen years old this year! Second tier of the Qi Refining Realm, unafraid of peers, please give me your guidance!" This is the second son of Brother Shouxin, only thirteen, but his cultivation has nearly caught up with that of his brother Wang Zongwei.

"My name is Wang Liwan, nine years old this year, just started cultivating, unafraid of peers, please give me your guidance." This is the second daughter of Brother Shouxin, a well-behaved and obedient child, who surprisingly also stood up.

"My name is Wang Zongsheng, seven years old this year. Just you all wait!" This is the son of Brother Shouyi, just tested with a Grade B Lower Grade talent.

Finally, a milky voice of a little girl rang out.

"My name is Wang Luolan, and I’m five years old! I won’t let you bully my Fourth Brother." This is the youngest daughter of Sixth Uncle Dinghai, the youngest girl of the Lu generation, ranked eighth, and her talent has not been tested yet.

One by one, the clan members, even young children, stood up fearlessly.

Following them, some of the family elders and womenfolk all stood behind Wang Shouzhe. Household servants and family slaves all appeared. They, although afraid, still stood unwaveringly behind Wang Shouzhe.

It was as if invisible threads connected everyone, forming an invisible rope that unified them into one entity.

Ping’an Wang Family!

The Ancestor Zhou Xuan once held the Pioneer Order, marched south, fought monsters and demons, expanded territories, and laid the foundation of the family.

The glory of the ancestor is etched in everyone’s heart, this is what faith is.

Why can a Noble Family unite as one?

Because it has roots!

This is the true foundation and heritage of a family.

The foundation of the family, the glory of the ancestors, the fusion of bloodlines, mutual protection, and inheritance from elders all bring the clan members together.

While warming Wang Shouzhe’s heart, it also brought immense shock to those present. The Wang Clan members could be so united and spirited at critical moments?

What strength is this?

Especially the people of the Liu and Zhao Clans were shocked. Compared to the unity within the Wang Clan, their clan members seemed to lack such cohesion, instead filled with overt and covert struggles and mutual scheming.

Why?

Why is this so?

The gathering onlookers, whose numbers subtly approached a thousand, stood in silence, as an indescribable emotion seemed to take root in their hearts.

"Alas! This is the true Black Tortoise Clan, this is truly a noble family." murmured a loose cultivator, eyes filled with endless yearning.

"If I’m not mistaken, once the Wang Clan endures this crisis, they might soar to the sky," said an elder with a head full of white-blond hair.

"But currently, the Liu and Zhao Clans are stronger," someone expressed concern, "after all, in this world, strength is the true reason."

Some discussions gradually arose.

But this time, nearly all public opinion swung in one direction, standing on the side of the Wang Clan.

Even those with ulterior motives dared not to stir chaos, fearing that they might be overwhelmed and beaten to death by the angry crowd.

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"Liu Shengye, Zhao Jinxian," Wang Shouzhe said solemnly, sword in hand, "this is where we Ping’an Wang Clan differ from you traitorous families. You might rely on sinister tactics to be arrogant for a moment, but you will never be rampant for a lifetime. As I said, to meet Ancestor Longyan, you must first pass through me."

"No, Fourth Brother, let me." Wang Luqiu stepped forward, blocking the way, "how can it be that the commander steps up first in the beginning?"

"Let me handle it." A hint of fierceness appeared in Wang Luojing’s eyes, "These people bullied Fourth Brother with such momentum, I will make them pay."

Wang Shouzhe truly felt gratified, as the joint siege by the Liu and Zhao Clans actually made the Wang Clan members more united.

"Good, very good. It seems Wang Longyan is determined to stay hidden. Sending you youngsters to cause trouble here, so audacious." Liu Shengye, once a sly old fox, no longer had a pacifying smile, his face filled with ruthlessness, "If so, I’ll beat you arrogant younglings down, let’s see how long Wang Longyan can hold out. Liu Yonghao!"

"Father, I’m here." A youth in gorgeous clothing, about fifteen or sixteen years old, stepped forward. His appearance was decent, yet there was an indescribably flippant look between his brows, like a frivolous libertine.

"Didn’t those two little girls say under sixteen, none are refused? It seems they’re the unworldly genius girls of the Ping’an Wang Clan," Liu Shengye sneered, "aren’t you under sixteen? You should go and learn from them, have a spar."

Liu Yonghao glanced at Wang Luqiu and Wang Luojing from afar, laughed impudently: "As you wish, Father."

Then, he swaggered forward, sizing up the two girls, snorting disdainfully: "At such a young age, you already have the second-layer strength of the Qi Refining Realm, quite decent. But this Young Clan Leader is already at the Third-Layer Middle Stage, not to mention bullying you, you’d better regret it while you can."

As soon as these words were spoken, the onlookers couldn’t hold back any longer.

"Does the Liu Family have no shame? A legitimate son of fifteen or sixteen, actually having the face to step up."

"Aren’t those two little girls only eleven or twelve? Even if their Qi Refining talent is good, their combat strength can’t be that strong."

Especially some traveling merchants and loose cultivators, who began to jeer and discuss incessantly. Normally, they wouldn’t dare oppose the Liu Family. But now, hidden among the crowd, they felt like they had a natural shield.

"Fight, why not?" Wang Luqiu saw that someone indeed stepped forward and was so excited she was trembling a bit. "Wang Luojing, this one is mine, don’t compete with me."

When it comes to being warlike, no one in the Wang Clan could match the Little Overlord Wang Luqiu.

"No, normally I let you," Wang Luojing insisted, her voice calm, "but this time I must be the vanguard for our Fourth Brother."

"Yield.""I won’t yield!"

"Rock-paper-scissors then.""Fine."

Scissors-paper-rock! A draw. Again.

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The playful smile on Liu Yonghao’s face gradually froze, replaced by out-of-control anger. In his eyes, these two little girls were the type he could crush easily, even if it were one against two, he felt it would be easy.

But unexpectedly, the two girls from the Wang Clan started arguing over who would fight him, deciding it with a rock-paper-scissors game.

The uproarious laughter around him made Liu Yonghao feel like a slighted clown, his expression becoming increasingly fierce.

Suddenly!

An excited voice chirped up, "Wang Luojing, you lost, he’s mine." Then, she swaggered step by step toward the center of the square.

Wang Luojing had a look of regret, muttering to herself, she really shouldn’t have chosen scissors just now.

But regretting now was useless.

Wang Luqiu was already facing off against Liu Yonghao in the square at the entrance, her bright eyes unapologetically scrutinizing him from top to bottom, "Liu Family’s legitimate son?"

"Hmph, that’s right." Liu Yonghao was seething with anger, "Little girl, if you obediently kneel and beg for forgiveness, I can spare you once. Otherwise, I’ll break your legs."

"Idiot!"

Wang Luqiu sneered, full of disdain, "With just you, are you fit to be a legitimate son? Less talk, Wang Luqiu of the Wang Clan, let’s see what you’ve got."

In her view, being a legitimate son required someone extraordinary like Wang Shou, no, like her Fourth Brother.

After speaking, she assumed a combat stance. Her small stature was impressively poised.

"Fine, fine, then don’t blame me for being rude." Liu Yonghao laughed in anger, also assuming a combat stance, "Liu Yonghao of the Liu Family, let’s see what you’ve got." He still managed to save a bit of face by not using a weapon.

Both sides began scrutinizing each other, looking for weaknesses. Wang Luqiu was warlike, but not foolish; on the contrary, she was quite clever.

"Fourth Brother, that bad guy is almost sixteen." The just five-year-old Wang Luolan blinked and said, "Will Sixth Sister win?"

"Oh, you little ancestor, why are you out here too?" Wang Shouzhe affectionately picked her up, pinching her chubby cheek with a smile, "Don’t worry, just watch as your Sixth Sister beats him up."

No sooner had Wang Shouzhe finished speaking.

Over there, Wang Luqiu moved, kicking off with such ferocity as if she were a small predator from the wild Outer Domain, her speed leaving a trail of afterimages.

In a breath, she was in front of her opponent, throwing a straightforward punch.

When she moved, it was startling.

"How is it possible!" Liu Yonghao’s face turned pale; he could only barely block the move.

"Boom!"

Liu Yonghao felt as if his arms had been smashed by a hammer, the powerful impact forced him to take several steps back.

Before he could recover, Wang Luqiu was already upon him, her fists and feet, elbows and knees, raining down like a violent storm.

The legitimate son of the Liu Family could only defend himself, constantly retreating.

Ultimately, his defenses were breached.

"Boom!"

Wang Luqiu closed in, delivering a straightforward Mountain-Shaking Elbow to his chest. Liu Yonghao was sent flying like he had been hit by a horse carriage, landing on the ground, coughing up blood and unable to get up.

It was very clear that several ribs in his chest had been broken.

At that moment, Wang Luqiu lowered her stance from the Mountain-Shaking Elbow, mimicking Wang Shouzhe by placing her hands behind her back, her eyes full of dissatisfaction, her pretty little face questioning sharply.

"So weak. Seems like just an empty post, really boring."

"Is this the best the Liu Family can produce as a legitimate son?"

"Ah, so disappointing."

"Can’t someone tougher come out? This lady hasn’t even warmed up yet!"

Each of her honest words was like a sharp knife, mercilessly stabbing into the hearts of the Liu Family members.

Some thin-skinned Liu Clan members wished they could find a hole to crawl into.

Meanwhile, they also began to grow dissatisfied with Liu Yonghao.

They were all legitimate sons, why was there such a big gap compared to Wang Shouzhe?

"Long live Sixth Sister, Sixth Sister is invincible!" Young Wang Luolan excitedly screamed in Wang Shouzhe’s arms.

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