Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Li Jianshu extracted a wisp of black qi from the Dark Crow’s beak, and the intelligence fell into his hands.

Frowning, he turned to Li Xinghuo and said,

“A message has arrived from the Northern Frontier. Lin Jiu wants you to return to the court immediately after handling your family matters.

He said the Qiu Clan brought disaster upon themselves and cannot blame anyone. No one in the army dares to act presumptuously toward you.”

Hearing this, Li Wei, standing nearby, almost wanted to laugh.

After Li Xinghuo’s breakthrough, the battle in the Northern Frontier had made him famous.

The world now knew that one of the commanders of the Asura Army, Li Xinghuo, was young and had revealed himself to be at the Void Refining realm during battle.

Afterwards, stripping off his armor in the cloudy sky, his tattoos of the one hundred and eight star constellation demonic beasts illuminated the Qiu Clan Immortal Mountain a bright red.

With a single roar from the Bixie Dharmic Avatar (Bixie is a classic mythological creature known to ward off evil) among them, all the Qiu Clan Ice Demons retreated in terror.

Even though a year had passed, the traces of the one hundred and eight-star constellation talisman seals still lingered on the Qiu Clan Immortal Mountain.

To this day, no demonic beast dared to set foot within its radius.

The aura of the Bixie Dharmic Avatar had stubbornly transformed a blood-soaked site of slaughter into an auspicious place of protection.

Now, rumors swirled throughout the Imperial Dynasty and the Northern Frontier, claiming the Grand Tutor was unjust, forcing away an evil-warding demon-suppressor like Li Xinghuo and driving away auspiciousness.

In just a short half-year, aside from sending messages, seven or eight people had come personally to invite Li Xinghuo back to the Northern Frontier.

These people returned empty-handed; they all died.

“What else?”

Li Xinghuo paid no heed. When he did things, he always walked straight ahead without turning back.

Aside from intending to rebel, the Grand Tutor also wanted to deal with their Li Clan.

The fact that Li Xinghuo hadn’t completely severed ties with the Grand Tutor was already showing consideration for their past relationship.

“There’s also news from the Imperial Capital.”

Li Jianshu’s expression was strange.

“The Imperial Preceptor has returned to the court.

From Longleaf Mountain in the Imperial Capital, he brought the entire Min Family and the Emberwing Guards to the North, yet he isn’t helping the Grand Tutor deal with the Monster Race.

Min Youguo issued a decree ordering the cultivators at the Northern Frontier borders to remain vigilant against Monster Race invasions at all times, but in reality, he is secretly confronting the Grand Tutor.”

“Ba Siyu from the Western Frontier, Perfected Qinghe, and Spear Saint Gu Fenghua sent messages back to the Imperial Capital, cursing up a storm…”

Upon hearing this, Li Xinghuo was stunned.

He had been waiting for the people from the Department of Immortal Suppression to arrive so he could head to the Western Frontier and join his elders in fighting the Wu Tribe.

He hadn’t expected more chaos to erupt in the Western Frontier, and couldn’t help but ask, “What happened now?”

“It’s our elders,” Li Jianshu said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

…

[Special Event — Ba Siyu’s Letter]

[Your descendant Li Yunbing, knowing of the matter regarding the Ten Deadly Sins, brazenly headed toward the Wu Tribe in broad daylight.]

[Upon learning of this, Ba Siyu, whose Earth Virtue was tied to the nation’s territory, feared that the Li Clan would rebel and let the Wu Tribe through the border.

In a fit of rage, he sent a message back to the Imperial Dynasty. A single letter shocked the entire court, securing at least ten years of peace for your family.]

“At least ten years?”

Looking at the system notification while wandering around the immortal sect, Li Wei mused that Yunbing was indeed decisive, seeing right through Ba Siyu’s thoughts.

He just hadn’t expected that Ba Siyu, who had wished for the Li Clan’s swift destruction on the Western Frontier battlefield back then, would actually lend them a helping hand now.

Wandering with a heavy heart, he arrived at a certain room.

Suddenly, he saw someone kick and shatter a stone table.

Li Wei recognized the two people inside: one was Han Ju, the dragon qi thief, and the other was Li Chuyuan.

“How did these two end up together?”

Li Wei hurriedly checked Li Chuyuan’s intelligence.