Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Chapter 1101: Chapter 1095: Brother… I’ve Come To Help

[Your descendant Li Zhijing cultivates the “Heavenly Demon Rune Seed”. Over the years, she has contracted shape-shifting demonic beasts.

With the family’s help, she captured a Demon Emperor and incorporated it into the “Heavenly Demon Rune Seed”.]

[With the help of the Black Dragon’s reverse scale, Li Zhijing possesses the Black Dragon bloodline and can transform into a Dragonoid.

Acquired Trait: Black Dragon Demonic Physique. Can don dragon scale armor and possesses the physical strength and defense of a juvenile dragon. The juvenile dragon will grow as her Spiritual power increases.]

[Over the years, your descendant Li Zhijing has reached the fifth tier of Divinity Transformation.

Acquired Origin Soul Technique: Dragon Collapse. Summons nine black dragon phantoms from the sky to slay enemies.]

[Under Li Xinri’s education and guidance over the years, she has managed the Northguard City bit by bit, mediated the relationships between the various factions of the family’s descendants, and weeded out dissidents.

Acquired Trait: Demon-Suppressing Number One Corporate Wage Slave. When beside her father, her IQ and calmness increase.]

“…You really are a corporate wage slave.”

Li Wei looked speechlessly at the incredibly serious Li Zhijing and Li Xinri, who was continuously tossing spiritual fruits into his mouth.

He had long expected that this kid, Li Xinri, was not simple.

Soon, the Northguard City family meeting dispersed, leaving only Li Xinri and Li Zhijing.

“Dad, there are hardly any of these bastards in our demon-suppressing branch that we can rely on.”

Li Zhijing gritted her teeth, making a grinding sound.

“Not helping me take revenge is one thing, but did you hear what that brother of yours said?

He wanted to marry me off to the Qiu Clan, afraid the Qiu Clan would harbor a grudge!

Who’s the one who suffered a loss here?!”

The man in question—a Xin generation member over two hundred years old—had yet to reach Nascent Soul, yet harbored great ambition.

Li Xinri didn’t take him seriously at all.

“Why bother with him?” he said lazily.

“He only dares act like this here. In the main branch, my cousin would’ve killed him already.”

“The new Patriarch wouldn’t even bother pretending.”

Though he still felt lingering fear, he forced a smile.

“The feud with the Qiu Clan is settled. Since you’re back and we need to deal with the Qiu Clan, these people are useless anyway.

Since the Ancestor has already appeared, he must be by our side protecting us.”

At the mention of the Ancestor.

Li Xinri hastily stood up, pressed his palms together, and bowed toward the sky outside the main hall.

“Should we ask for help from the main family?” Li Zhijing slapped her thigh.

“I’ll take a Dark Crow and write a letter to the elders right now.”

“What’s the rush?”

Li Xinri hastily stopped his daughter, saying frivolously,

“It’s not like you don’t know what’s happening in Shadowfell Prefecture.

The truly formidable figures our family elders in the Western Frontier are dealing with are real heavyweights.

I heard a blood moon descended there, caused by an almighty expert who has lived for over sixty thousand years. If we send a message now, we’ll just be adding to the chaos.”

“Moreover, although our Li Clan is powerful now, we’ve inadvertently made people wary of us. At the very least…”

A hint of worry flashed in Li Xinri’s eyes.

“Crown Prince Fei Heng is dead, and now there are rumors that our Li Clan was the one who did it.

First Crown Prince Sheng, now Crown Prince Fei Heng.

Tell me, if outsiders successively killed the important members of our family, what would you think?”

“I’d whip them to death!” Li Zhijing put her hands on her hips and glared.

“Exactly. Even though the royal family is complex, they still have many fiercely loyal subordinates, and the hearts of the people in the world are complicated.

Our matter in the Northern Frontier is a small issue; it’s best not to add to the great chaos.”

Li Xinri spread his hands.

“Heaven knows how many people have their eyes fixed on our family elders. If you must write, tell them that if they can endure it, they should.”

Li Wei blinked and raised an eyebrow. “Good kid.”

Li Xinri was absolutely right.

In Shadowfell Prefecture, after killing Fei Heng, the clan members had already hidden in the Golden Toad Divine Palace. Even Yaozu was acting carefully.

As for hunting the Nirvana Holy Elder, they didn’t even dare invite the almighty experts of Shadowfell Prefecture.

It was nothing more than laying low to avoid the wind, strengthening themselves, and allowing the dynasty’s dignitaries to cool their anger.

“Then what about the Qiu Clan?” Li Zhijing was immediately placed in a difficult position.

“Hehe.”

Li Xinri grinned.

“It’s hard for the elders to make a move, but those almighty experts can’t interfere in the affairs of us juniors.

Our new Patriarch has always acted with swift and decisive thunder.

This matter concerns the face of the family. Since the Ancestor has appeared, the Patriarch will be even less willing to let it go. Besides…”

The playboy of the Northguard City stretched his muscles and bones.

“Our family passes down from generation to generation. We juniors have always been protected by our Ancestor, but there comes a time when the fledglings grow into eagles.”

“The Qiu Clan is powerful, but we are not to be trifled with either.”

Outside the main hall, over a hundred descendants of the demon-suppressing branch stood neatly, leading the demonic beasts contracted by their demon-suppressing branch. Their gazes were resolute.

They were the family descendants Li Zhijing had selected across the entire demon-suppressing branch over many years—ones who were not controlled by outsiders.

Every single one of them had the Ancestor’s Spirit Tablet hanging from their waists.

Suddenly, a cold wind swept across the outer walls.

Li Xinri’s expression darkened.

In an instant, he vanished—reappearing atop the wall.

Before him stood a gaunt figure in black robes.

The man slowly lowered his hood, revealing a pale, weathered face untouched by sunlight.

The two stared at each other in silence.

Only the wind remained.

After a long moment—

Li Xinjue of Silvermoon City smiled faintly.

His voice drifted forward on a gentle breeze.

“Brother… I’ve come to help.”

Li Xinri stiffened.

Then, looking at the outstretched hand before him, he reached out as well.

Their fists met and locked tightly together.

All past grievances—scorn, betrayal, even assassination—were reduced to a single line:

“You brat… haven’t seen you in two hundred years, and you’re as pale as a dead man.”

The two brothers looked at each other, their faces full of smiles.

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