Protect Our Patriarch
Book 5: Chapter 127: Great victory! The Glass Fairy showcases her brilliance

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In truth, the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor was unaware.

When Wang Lixian was just a young sapling, barely able to babble, she began accompanying her father, Wang Shouzhe, in the trials at the Shenwu New Recruit Camp.

It was during this time that the combat spirit plants, such as the dragon fruit meticulously cultivated by Wang Shouzhe, left a deep impression on her.

As the saying goes, "Like father, like daughter."

Wang Shouzhe's fear of insufficient firepower subtly influenced Wang Lixian over the years, leading her to often drag her father along to obsessively cultivate the explosive power of the dragon fruit.

Thanks to Wang Lixian's extraordinary talent, the power of the dragon fruit finally surpassed its limits after countless generations of cultivation, reaching a new realm.

This is the dual nature of influence from one's family background.

However, it was unfortunate for the Divine Realm female cultivator who faced her as an opponent.

As one of the disciples of the Extreme Yin Old Demon from the Eastern Ji Demon Kingdom, the "Nine Yin Demon Envoy" was a well-known figure among the younger generation in the surrounding countries. Her demonic skills caused many of her peers to be wary. Yet, this time, she was utterly overwhelmed by Wang Lixian's explosive firepower artistry.

Even those who knew her identity, like Jiang Qinglian, who saw her in action for the first time, were deeply shocked, realizing how formidable this young lady was.

Meanwhile...

High above the clouds, the battle between the Yuanping Emperor and Wei Bo Yu, two Lingxu Realm powerhouses, had reached a fever pitch.

With the fate of the nation and their respective families' futures at stake, both powerhouses were giving it their all.

Behind Wei Bo Yu, a massive, almost tangible Fire Kylin roared with its head held high, its ruby-like scales radiating intense fiery light.

This was his Dharma Aspect.

With the power of his bloodline surging within him, every move he made was accompanied by the Fire Kylin's roars, its terrifying presence filling the sky.

Above his head, an ancient-looking lamp-shaped treasure emitted a blazing light.

This was the Dao Artifact, the "Six Suns Treasure Lamp."

During the previous tournament, Wei Donglai had used it. However, at that time, he was merely borrowing it, and after the tournament, the Six Suns Treasure Lamp naturally returned to Wei Bo Yu's hands.

Now, in the hands of Wei Bo Yu, a Lingxu Realm powerhouse, the Six Suns Treasure Lamp unleashed its full power.

The terrifying aura continuously erupted from the Six Suns Treasure Lamp, with the overwhelming flames spreading across the sky, dyeing everything around in fiery hues, as if threatening to ignite the entire sky.

Under Wei Bo Yu's spiritual control, the overwhelming flames surged like tidal waves, pressing down towards the Yuanping Emperor.

The terrifying heat from his attacks spread wave after wave, as if intending to incinerate everything around to ashes.

Behind the Yuanping Emperor, a massive, mountain-like black turtle shadow appeared.

This was the Water Elemental Divine Beast—Basalt.

Majestic and solemn, it stood unmoving like a mountain, its thick shell bearing ancient marks, exuding an aura of ancient wilderness. Even as a mere shadow, it carried an overwhelming sense of authority and dominance.

With thunderous beast roars, the primordial water spiritual energy transformed into a giant transparent shield, repelling all the fiery energy outside.

At the same time...

Beside the Yuanping Emperor, another treasure was floating in the air, exuding a vast, cosmic-like majestic aura.

This was another Dao Artifact of the Ji Clan of Northern Zhou—the "Stellar Dao Sword."

Unlike the Ji Clan's ancestral Dao Artifact, the "Endless Sea Bowl," this Stellar Dao Sword was one of the foundations accumulated by the Ji Clan of Northern Zhou after establishing their nation on the Muzhen Continent. It was a sword of slaughter.

Its appearance was extremely beautiful, with a slender and resilient blade surrounded by countless star-like dazzling lights. When it flew, it poured forth streams of light, resembling a galaxy.

Countless stellar forces gathered from the heavens and earth, condensing into the sword, and under the control of the Yuanping Emperor, unleashed wave after wave of stellar sword energy.

Cold as ice, filled with killing intent.

It shot straight towards Wei Bo Yu.

The battle between the two Lingxu Realm powerhouses was truly earth-shattering and intensely fierce, with no clear winner in sight for the time being.

However, just as Wei Bo Yu remained calm, thinking that Yuanping was only capable of this much, and that they would have to fight for at least another ten days or half a month...

Suddenly.

A strange aura surged from the ground, exploding behind him.

The aura was wild and violent, as if it came from the ancient wilderness, carrying a fierce and dangerous presence that made his heart skip a beat.

The aura of an eleventh-tier fierce beast!

Wei Bo Yu's face changed dramatically, and his spiritual sense swept out instantly, only to discover that the source was one of the maids who had been standing beside Princess Luojia and Wang Shouye.

At this moment, she had shed all disguises, her radiant face seemingly covered with a halo, becoming enchanting and alluring, her eyes filled with seductive charm.

Nine fiery red fox tails rose high behind her, waving like flames, exuding a terrifying aura, fully revealing her identity.

Unlike humans who rely on refining artifacts to enhance their offensive and defensive capabilities and cultivate through martial arts manuals to become stronger, understanding the laws of the Heavenly Dao, the cultivation of the demon race is much simpler and more direct, relying entirely on bloodline inheritance and divine abilities, fighting solely with their physical bodies.

The nine fiery red fox tails of the Nine-Tailed Fox are like nine multifunctional divine spirit artifacts, capable of being long or short, large or small, hard or soft, able to strike, block, entangle, or brush, endlessly changing with infinite wonders.

"Nine-Tailed Fox!"

Wei Bo Yu's face turned pale.

He never expected that there was a Lingxu Realm level Nine-Tailed Fox hidden in the opponent's team! And the most terrifying part was that she had been right under his nose the entire time, yet he hadn't noticed at all!

Seeing the fox tails coming at him, he hurriedly tried to dodge, but it was already too late.

In an instant, he was struck by a tail hammer formed by several fox tails entwining together, his protective energy nearly shattered, and he spat blood as he was sent flying.

"Run, run, run!"

Facing two opponents, he definitely couldn't win against the combined forces of the Yuanping Emperor and the Nine-Tailed Fox. If he tried to show off, he would surely fall on the spot.

The only plan now was to escape!

Almost immediately, Wei Bo Yu crushed a top-tier life-saving jade talisman—the "Space Teleportation Talisman."

Compared to a Lingxu cultivator tearing space themselves, this talisman not only activated faster but also transported over a greater distance.

Such a life-saving item for Lingxu Realm powerhouses was either refined by True Immortals of past generations, sacrificing their cultivation and consuming a large amount of immortal spirit energy, or it was simply an ancient Shenwu relic excavated from ancient ruins, extremely rare and expensive.

As for the one in Wei Bo Yu's hand, it was a treasure bestowed by the Immortal Emperor to reward the Wei Clan's ancestor for his great achievements on the outer region battlefield.

Of course, its purpose was not for the Wei Clan to use in rebellion, but to ensure that the Wei Clan's Lingxu Realm powerhouses could save their lives in case of a crisis on the outer region battlefield.

If the Wei Clan's ancestor knew how this talisman was used, he would probably be so angry that he'd crawl out of his tomb to give this unfilial descendant a good beating.

Unfortunately, Wei Bo Yu overlooked one point.

While others might not know that the Wei Clan still had a "Space Teleportation Talisman," how could the Ji Clan, who had been collaborating with them, not be aware?

With Wang Shouzhe orchestrating from behind the scenes and Ji Lingxiao overseeing the entire operation, they had naturally anticipated this move.

Just as the Space Teleportation Talisman was crushed, forming a space channel in an instant, about to take Wei Bo Yu far away...

A woman's angry shout suddenly erupted from the clouds: "Traitor King Wei! Where do you think you're going?"

Before the words even finished, a dazzling golden light burst forth.

The golden light was so brilliant and dazzling, even more so than the scorching sun. In the vague shadows, one could discern that the golden light took the shape of a massive rectangular golden brick.

Wherever the golden brick passed, sharp whistles echoed, and the space seemed unable to withstand the terrifying power, constantly shattering and collapsing.

"Boom!"

The space tunnel was hit head-on.

In the blink of an eye, the space shattered like a mirror, with the energy from the golden light spreading and shooting in all directions.

"Hunyuan Golden Brick?" Wei Bo Yu's face changed drastically, his voice altered by anger, "Holy Master of Golden Light, this is an internal conflict between our Wei Clan and the Ji Clan, what does it have to do with you?"

"Nonsense!"

A cold snort came from the clouds.

A beautiful fairy in a feathered garment broke through the clouds and descended gracefully.

She had a classic beauty, with almond eyes, red lips, a straight nose, and her feathered garment refracted colorful light under the sun, her presence extremely intimidating.

With a stretch of her jade hand, she caught the returning "Hunyuan Golden Brick," her gaze unfriendly as she looked at Wei Bo Yu: "If it were a normal internal conflict, as the master of the Golden Light Sacred Land, I would naturally advise peace. But is this a normal internal conflict?"

"Earlier, Yuanping said that your Wei Clan colluded with the Demon Dynasty. I initially believed it only five or six-tenths, but at this point, what more do you have to say?"

This was none other than the master of one of Northern Zhou's two sacred lands, the Golden Light Sacred Land.

That "golden brick" was the inherited Dao Artifact of the Golden Light Sacred Land—the "Hunyuan Golden Brick."

At this point, how could Wei Bo Yu not realize that the Wei Clan had been thoroughly outmaneuvered?

His face was extremely grim: "I admit that our Wei Clan did indeed borrow the power of the Demon Dynasty. But we naturally have our own calculations..."

"Golden Light, don't listen to his nonsense. Capture him first, then escort him to the Immortal Dynasty for the Immortal Emperor to judge." The Yuanping Emperor said sternly, "Wei Bo Yu, whatever nonsense you have, say it before the Immortal Emperor."

"Victory and defeat are all that matters!" Wei Bo Yu's face was filled with desolation, "This was a decision I, Wei Bo Yu, made for my own interests, unrelated to the Wei Clan members! But if you think I'll surrender, you're dreaming!"

The Yuanping Emperor knew well that Wei Bo Yu was eloquent and adept at manipulating people's hearts, so he had no intention of listening to him any further. With a shout, he called upon the other two Lingxu Realm powerhouses.

"Capture him."

Three Lingxu powerhouses besieged Wei Bo Yu together, three against one, how could Wei Bo Yu possibly turn the tide?

Soon, Wei Bo Yu was jointly defeated by the three and was shackled with the Soul Lock.

At this point, another powerhouse from Northern Zhou's sacred lands, the Eastern Martial Sacred Land's master, the Eastern Martial Holy Master, emerged from a distant hiding spot and flew towards the four.

The Eastern Martial Holy Master was a burly, dignified middle-aged man.

Though his temples were slightly graying, he still appeared vibrant, showing no signs of aging, and his demeanor was as majestic and grand as a mountain, exuding a reassuring sense of reliability.

Looking at the battered Wei Bo Yu, he couldn't help but sigh: "Bo Yu, oh Bo Yu, why did it come to this?"

The Eastern Martial Holy Master had a good personal relationship with King Wei, Wei Bo Yu, which was why Ji Lingxiao, when arranging the high-level battle through the Yuanping Emperor, only considered him as a precautionary presence.

"Victory and defeat, I lost." Wei Bo Yu's expression was filled with desolation, "I just don't understand where our Wei Clan slipped up, allowing you to sense something was wrong and execute a counter-strategy?"

Hearing this, both the Golden Light Holy Master and the Eastern Martial Holy Master couldn't help but turn their gaze to the Yuanping Emperor, also filled with doubt.

Yuanping was known for his mild temperament, even somewhat timid, and his abilities were mediocre. Since ascending to the throne, he hadn't achieved much, even suffering several defeats, which had weakened the Ji Clan considerably.

In any case, based on his usual performance, "wise and powerful" were definitely not words associated with him.

How did he suddenly become "wise and powerful" and "cunning and strategic" this time?

It didn't make sense.

"Well, I wasn't actually sure that the Wei Clan was colluding with the Demon Dynasty." The Yuanping Emperor looked innocent, "But I trust that girl Lingxiao. She's a smart and responsible child, she wouldn't act recklessly."

Everyone was speechless.

They had thought Yuanping had finally shown some intelligence, but it turned out...

They shouldn't have expected anything from this old fellow Yuanping.

No wonder Ji Lingxiao, despite secretly advancing to a peerless prodigy, had kept it hidden even from Yuanping. This old guy was just too unreliable, not as capable as a child.

No wonder, even though the Yuanping Emperor had meticulously groomed the quasi-imperial heir, Ji Linyu, who was kind and benevolent, with decent cultivation, his character inherited the same weakness and incompetence, leading many Ji Clan princes to disapprove of Ji Linyu becoming the imperial heir. Some radicals even openly opposed it, wanting to support Ji Lingxiao as the empress.

In such a situation, even the Yuanping Emperor himself was indecisive until he learned that Ji Lingxiao was actually a peerless prodigy, finally making up his mind.

Beside him, upon learning the truth, Wei Bo Yu was almost infuriated to the point of spitting blood.

He never imagined that after a lifetime of heroics, thinking he had accounted for everything, he would ultimately fall at the hands of a young girl still wet behind the ears!

If he had fallen to the Yuanping Emperor, he could have consoled himself that Yuanping was a cunning old fox, but Ji Lingxiao... No! He couldn't believe it!

Unfortunately, whether he believed it or not, the result was already there, beyond recovery.

"However, that girl Lingxiao is indeed surprising." The Golden Light Holy Master didn't care about Wei Bo Yu's expression, recalling the day's events, she couldn't help but praise, "Not only is she smart, but she's also a peerless prodigy. Our Northern Zhou is set to rise again."

The Eastern Martial Holy Master frowned: "Golden Light, our positions are clear. This is an internal affair of the Ji Clan, we should not interfere."

"You're becoming more and more rigid, Eastern Martial." The Golden Light Holy Master remained indifferent, "While the sacred lands have a duty to protect humanity, our fates are intertwined with Northern Zhou. We prosper and suffer together. Can't I say a few words? Do you really want to see another mediocre emperor in Northern Zhou?"

"Ahem, Golden Light, watch your words." The Yuanping Emperor's face darkened, glaring at her, "I haven't passed away yet."

Without waiting for the Golden Light Holy Master to respond, he decisively changed the subject, greeting the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor: "Yuanping thanks the Demon Emperor for the assistance."

"It's not assistance. Since the Wei Clan wanted to deal with our Young Master Shouye, I, Nine Tails, naturally couldn't stand by." The Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor's expression was indifferent, a hint of impatience on her beautiful face.

She had no interest in exchanging pleasantries with these human Lingxu Realm powerhouses. She had accepted Wang Shouzhe's payment, so naturally, she had to help him resolve his troubles.

Her words aroused the curiosity of the three Lingxu powerhouses.

The Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor hailed from the Myriad Demon Nation, a well-known neutral power. Why did it sound like she had pledged allegiance to a certain family? What kind of family was Wang Shouye's that could attract the allegiance of the Nine-Tailed Demon Emperor?

However, this was not the right time to pursue this matter.

After dealing with Wei Bo Yu, the four Lingxu Realm powerhouses turned their attention to the Divine Realm battlefield below.

As their battle with Wei Bo Yu reached a conclusion, figures began to appear around the battlefield below.

These figures, whether graceful or dignified, all exuded a terrifying aura, each one a Divine Realm powerhouse.

Ji Lingxiao, adhering to Wang Shouzhe's strategy of "playing it safe," truly played it safe, gathering not only four Lingxu powerhouses but also an additional seven Divine Realm cultivators.

Among them were Ji Clan princes and real people from various sacred land branches.

Seeing Wei Bo Yu captured and the Wei Clan without any further tricks, they naturally revealed themselves.

By this time, the morale of the Wei Clan and Zhao Yiming's group had completely collapsed, with everyone contemplating escape.

But with so many Divine Realm reinforcements present, how could they let the opportunity for merit slip away?

In an instant, the Divine Realm powerhouses, serving as backup, joined the battlefield one after another, eager to claim credit.

One Northern Zhou prince, unfortunately, cooperated with Wang Lixian to capture the Nine Yin Demon Envoy.

But before he could boast, Wang Lixian was furious, jumping up and pointing at him, angrily scolding: "You, you, you, what's your name? It's too much, daring to steal my credit!"

How could he do this? She hadn't had enough fun yet, and the battle was already over.

Moreover, the Nine Yin Demon Envoy was quite good-looking, young, and fresh. She had planned to capture her and present her to her father, hoping he would be pleased and reduce her workload, making everyone happy.

But with this interference, wouldn't the credit have to be shared?

How could that be?

Would she have to share this demoness with this lecherous Northern Zhou prince?

In her anger, Wang Lixian's dragon fruit trees waved their branches, the fruits swelling red, ready to explode, prepared to fight the Northern Zhou prince to the death.

The Northern Zhou prince, having witnessed Wang Lixian's terrifying power in secret, was frightened by the "budding" dragon fruits and hurriedly returned the Nine Yin Demon Envoy: "Young Miss, please calm down! I'll give her back to you, isn't that enough?"

"Hmph!" Wang Lixian retrieved the Nine Yin Demon Envoy, grumbling, "Thirty years east, thirty years west. I'm still young, so I won't hold it against you, but I'll settle this grudge when I grow up."

"Uh..." The Northern Zhou prince broke into a cold sweat.

This little girl was already so formidable, what would happen when she grew up?

Wait, why did that sound so familiar? Oh, it seemed like a line from a popular little script circulating in Northern Zhou recently. Many kids at home loved it.

The prince had no idea that this popular little script had originated from East Qian, where it was also all the rage.

Back to the main story.

With reinforcements from all sides, the battle ended without any suspense.

Wei Bo Yu, Wei Donglai, and five Divine Realm cultivators from the Demon Dynasty, including Zhao Yiming, were all captured.

"Young Master Shouye, now that the battle is over, shall we discuss the distribution of the spoils?" Princess Luojia glared at the captured Blood Prison Prince before turning to Wang Shouye, her voice soft and gentle, "Do you have any thoughts?"

"Thoughts? I love this part about dividing the spoils, I mean, the spoils of war." Wang Lixian perked up at the mention, her pure eyes gleaming with excitement, "Sister Lingxiao, what's there to think about? We should confiscate what needs confiscating and demand exorbitant ransoms where applicable. Our Wang Clan saved the Ji Clan and Northern Zhou this time, we deserve the lion's share."

"Eighty percent. This time, our Wang Clan won't ask for much, just eighty percent of the spoils. The rest, Sister Lingxiao, you can divide among yourselves."

Eighty percent?!

Everyone's gaze instantly fixed on Wang Lixian.

This little girl looked like a porcelain doll, so delicate and pretty, but how could her heart be so black?

"You little girl, you have quite the appetite." The Yuanping Emperor was also speechless, descending step by step with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn, "The Wei Clan was a vassal of our Northern Zhou, and most of those who intervened were our Northern Zhou powerhouses. If you take eighty percent, our losses would be too great. Enough, enough, you're still a child, why am I discussing this with you? I should talk to Wang Shouye."

"No, no! My Seventh Uncle is too honest and straightforward, and he's fallen for Sister Lingxiao's beauty trap, his heart is biased." Wang Lixian shook her head vigorously, refusing to comply, "Who knows, he might soften and give away a large portion of the spoils."

Wang Shouye's face turned red: "Xian'er, don't speak nonsense. Miss Lingxiao and I are innocent."

"Spit! What 'beauty trap'? Such ugly words." Princess Luojia also spat lightly, though she was secretly pleased, saying, "Since you're worried about Young Master Shouye, I'll discuss it with you."

"Alright~"

Wang Lixian's eyes lit up, just about to speak.

"No, no!" This time, the Yuanping Emperor objected, "Our Lingxiao is clearly under the influence of a handsome man, who knows if she'll side with outsiders. Enough, enough, let me personally step in and talk to this little girl."

With that, he looked at Wang Lixian with a stern expression, putting on the airs of an emperor.

"Let's talk! Do you think I'm afraid of you?" Wang Lixian raised her head, placing her little hands on her hips, showing no sign of backing down even against the Yuanping Emperor, a Lingxu Realm powerhouse, "We want eighty percent of the final spoils."

"At most thirty percent! There are so many people to share with!" The Yuanping Emperor also rolled up his sleeves, confronting her head-on.

Swoosh!

The gaze of the old and the young collided, sparking a fierce exchange in the air.

Not far away, Wang Shouye watched with a mix of amusement and exasperation.

Where did Xian'er learn this shameless lion's share tactic? Could it be, as Fourth Brother said, that she picked up bad habits from spending too much time with His Majesty?

Meanwhile...

Emperor Longchang, who had been "dispatched" to guard the outer region battlefield, suddenly sneezed several times.

Rubbing his nose, he thought to himself: It must be that scoundrel Wang Shouzhe badmouthing me behind my back again. No, no, when I return, I'll make sure that brat pays dearly.