Protect Our Patriarch

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

"I, Wang Shoulian, am willing to be Fourth Brother's backup."

The younger generation of the Wang's Clan, one by one, stepped out from the main house. Their faces were youthful, but they all exuded a courage that was fearless of life and death.

Shouyong, Shoulian.

Perhaps they were not as stunningly talented as Luqiu and Luojing for now, but they dared to stand up at this critical moment, standing shoulder to shoulder with Wang Shouzhe, sharing the crisis of the family's survival.

With such courage and sense of responsibility, their future achievements would not be inferior.

This was not over yet.

People in the family, one by one, all stood up. Even Wang Shuonuo and Wang Luotong, who were working at the nearby Pearl Willow Lake, rushed back and stood by Wang Shouzhe's side.

"Shouzhe, I will share this with you." Wang Shouzhe's sister, Wang Luoyi, also stood by his side, her eyes filled with determination.

"Brother~ Miao Miao will help you fight the bad guys." Wang Luomiao also stood up, speaking in a childish voice, "I, Wang Luomiao, am eight years old. I welcome anyone under ten to teach me!"

Although her declaration lacked momentum due to her age, it was very realistic. She was still in the stage of nurturing her body and meridians, she couldn't possibly fight against real Xuanwu practitioners.

"I, Wang Zongwei, may be worthless, but I am not afraid to fight to the death." A twenty-year-old young man, leaning on a crutch, hopped out, "Fourth Uncle, let me atone for my sins."

Wang Shouzhe looked at Wang Zongwei, and his eyes showed a hint of admiration.

"My name is Wang Shouye, I'm ten years old! You bunch of bad guys, one day, you will remember my name." This was the son of Sixth Uncle Dinghai, young but full of spirit.

"My name is Wang Zongchang, I'm thirteen years old! I'm at the second level of Qi Refining, I fear no one of my age, please teach me!" The second son of Shouxin, only thirteen years old, his cultivation was catching up with his brother Wang Zongwei.

"My name is Wang Liwan, I'm nine years old, just started practicing, I fear no one of my age, please teach me." The second daughter of Shouxin, this obedient and clever child, also stepped forward.

"My name is Wang Zongsheng, I'm seven years old. You all wait for me!" This was the son of Shouyi, who had just tested to have lower second-grade aptitude.

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

"My name is Wang Luolan, I'm five years old! I won't let you bully my Fourth Brother." This was the youngest daughter of Sixth Uncle Dinghai, the youngest girl of the Luo generation, ranked eighth, and her aptitude hadn't even been tested yet.

One by one, the clan members, even the children, fearlessly stepped forward.

Then, some of the elders and women in the family all stood behind Wang Shouzhe. The servants and slaves appeared one after another. Although they were scared, they still stood firmly behind Wang Shouzhe.

It was as if there were invisible threads connecting everyone, forming an invisible rope, creating a whole.

The Wang's Clan, safe and sound!

Our ancestor, the great Zuo Xuan, went south with the order to expand, slaying demons and monsters, opening up territories, and establishing the foundation of our family.

The glory of our ancestors is remembered by everyone, this is our faith.

Why can a noble family unite?

Because they have roots!

This is where the true foundation and heritage of a family lies.

The foundation of the family, the glory of the ancestors, the blending of bloodlines, the protection of each other, the inheritance of the elders, all these make the clan members unite.

While warming Wang Shouzhe's heart, it also brought a strong impact and shock to the people present. The Wang's Clan, united and brave at this critical moment?

What kind of power is this?

Especially the members of the Liu and Zhao Clans, they were even more shocked. Compared to the unity within the Wang's Clan, their own clans... seemed to lack such cohesion, instead filled with open and hidden struggles, calculating against each other.

Why?

Why is this?

The gradually gathering crowd, the number of which was about to break a thousand, was silent, and an inexplicable emotion seemed to be growing in their hearts.

"Sigh! This is a real Xuanwu noble family, a real noble family." A loose cultivator murmured in a low voice, his eyes filled with endless longing.

"If I'm not mistaken, once the Wang's Clan survives this crisis, they might soar to the sky." An old man with white beard said.

"But, currently, the Liu and Zhao Clans are stronger." Someone said worriedly, "After all, in this world, the one with the bigger fist is the one who is right."

Some discussions gradually arose.

But this time, almost all public opinion leaned in one direction, standing on the side of the Wang's Clan.

Even those with ulterior motives didn't dare to stir up trouble at this time, fearing that they would be beaten to death by the angry crowd.

......"Liu Shengye, Zhao Jinxian." Wang Shouzhe held his long sword high, speaking loudly, "This is the difference between our peaceful Wang's Clan and your traitorous families. You may be able to swagger around for a while with your tricks, but you can't run rampant forever. If you want to meet Ancestor Long Yan, you have to get past me first."

"No, Fourth Brother, let me handle this." Wang Luoqiu stepped forward, blocking the way, "Since when does the commander go first in a battle?"

"Let me do it." A hint of ferocity flashed in Wang Luoqing's eyes, "These people are bullying Fourth Brother with their overwhelming momentum, I will make them pay."

Wang Shouzhe was truly gratified. The joint pressure from the Liu and Zhao Clans had only served to unite the Wang's Clan even more.

"Good, very good. It seems that Long Yan is determined to stay hidden. Sending a bunch of youngsters to make a fuss, how audacious." Liu Shengye, the old fox, no longer had a trace of his usual amiable smile. His face was filled with ruthlessness, "In that case, let's knock all of you youngsters down and see how long Long Yan can hold out. Liu Yonghao!"

"Dad, I'm here." A fifteen or sixteen-year-old young man in splendid attire stepped forward. He was quite handsome, but there was a frivolous air about him, like a playboy.

"Those two little girls, didn't they say that anyone under sixteen is welcome? It seems they are the genius girls of the peaceful Wang's Clan." Liu Shengye sneered, "Aren't you not yet sixteen? You should go and learn from them, exchange some ideas."

Liu Yonghao glanced at Wang Luoqiu and Wang Luoqing from a distance, and laughed frivolously: "Yes, Father."

Then, he swaggered forward, looking the two girls up and down, and sneered: "You're young, but you've already reached the second level of Qi refining, not bad. However, this young clan leader is already in the middle stage of the third level of Qi refining. It's not too late to regret if you think I'm bullying you."

As soon as these words came out, the onlookers couldn't hold back their comments.

"Does the Liu's Clan have no shame? A fifteen or sixteen-year-old heir actually has the nerve to step up."

"Those two little girls are only eleven or twelve years old, right? Even if their Qi refining talent is good, their combat power won't be strong."

Especially some wandering merchants and loose cultivators who had traveled all over the place, they were making a lot of noise and discussion. Normally, they wouldn't dare to confront the Liu's Clan. But now, hiding in the crowd, they felt as if they had a natural barrier.

"Fight, why not fight?" Wang Luoqiu was so excited that she was trembling, "Wang Luoqing, this guy is mine, don't fight with me."

When it came to being combative, no one in the Wang's Clan could match this little tyrant, Wang Luoqiu.

"No, I usually let you have your way." Wang Luoqing was also very insistent, speaking calmly, "But this time, I want to be the vanguard for Fourth Brother."

"Let me.""No!"

"Let's play rock-paper-scissors.""Alright."

Rock, paper, scissors! It's a tie. Again.

……

The mocking smile on Liu Yonghao's face gradually froze, replaced by furious anger. In his eyes, these two little girls were the kind that could be easily crushed, even if he had to fight two against one, he thought he could handle it easily.

But to his surprise, the two little girls from the Wang's Clan started arguing over who would fight him, even resorting to rock-paper-scissors to decide who would go first.

The laughter from the crowd made Liu Yonghao feel like a clown being despised, his face gradually turning fierce.

Suddenly!

An excited voice rang out: "Wang Luoqing, you lost, he's mine." Then, she swaggered towards the center of the square.

Wang Luoqing had a regretful look on her face, muttering to herself, she shouldn't have chosen scissors just now.

But it was too late for regrets now.

Wang Luoqiu was already in the square at the entrance, facing Liu Yonghao directly. Her bright eyes were sizing him up without any hesitation: "The heir of the Liu's Clan?"

"Hmph, exactly." Liu Yonghao was seething with anger, "Little girl, if you kneel down and beg for mercy, I might spare you once. Otherwise, I'll break your legs."

"Idiot!"

Wang Luoqiu curled her lips, full of disdain, "You think you're worthy of being an heir? Enough talk, Wang Luoqiu is ready to learn from you."

In her eyes, an heir should at least be like Wang Shou, no, like her Fourth Brother.

With that, she assumed a fighting stance. Her small figure was quite imposing.

"Alright, alright, don't blame me for not being polite then." Liu Yonghao laughed in anger, also assuming a fighting stance, "Liu Yonghao is ready to learn from you." At least he still had some dignity left, not resorting to weapons.Both sides began to scrutinize each other, looking for weaknesses. Wang Luoqiu was combative, but she was not stupid, on the contrary, she was very smart.

"Fourth Brother, that bad guy is almost sixteen years old." Wang Luolan, who was only five years old and still had a bit of baby fat, blinked and asked, "Will Sixth Sister win?"

"Ah, Little Eight, you little ancestor, how did you come out?" Wang Shouzhe picked her up with one hand, indulgently pinched her round face and said, "Don't worry, just watch your Sixth Sister beat people up."

As soon as Wang Shouzhe finished speaking.

Wang Luoqiu moved. She kicked off the ground, her movements as fierce as a small tyrannosaurus hunting in the wilderness of the outer regions, her speed so fast that it left a trail of afterimages.

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of her opponent, throwing a simple and unadorned punch.

Still when not moving, but astonishing when she does.

"How is this possible!" Liu Yonghao's face changed drastically, barely managing to defend himself.

"Boom!"

Liu Yonghao felt as if his arms had been hit by a hammer, the violent impact forcing him to stagger back several steps.

Before he could recover, Wang Luoqiu had already closed in on him, punching and kicking, elbowing and kneeing, all pouring down on him like a torrent.

The legitimate son of the prestigious Liu's Clan was being beaten back, only able to defend himself.

Finally, he was left wide open.

"Boom!"

Wang Luoqiu closed in, a simple and straightforward Mountain Shaking Elbow landed on his chest. Liu Yonghao was sent flying like he had been hit by a carriage, falling to the ground, spitting out blood and unable to get up.

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

At this moment, Wang Luoqiu, having withdrawn her Mountain Shaking Elbow, imitated Wang Shouzhe's posture of hands behind her back, her eyes filled with dissatisfaction, her beautiful little face full of questioning.

"What a pushover, feels like a hollow shell, so boring."

"Is this the best heir the Liu's Clan can cultivate?"

"Sigh, what a disappointment."

"Can someone stronger come out? I haven't even warmed up yet!"

Her "honest words", like sharp knives, mercilessly stabbed into the hearts of the people from the Liu's Clan.

Some of the Liu's Clan members with thinner skins wished they could find a hole to crawl into.

At the same time, they also began to feel dissatisfied with Liu Yonghao.

Everyone was a legitimate child, so why was there such a big gap between him and Wang Shouzhe?

"Long live Sixth Sister, Sixth Sister is invincible!" Little Eight, Wang Luolan, screamed excitedly in Wang Shouzhe's arms.

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