In Nanzhou, at the Zhenwu Division, Yan Mingshu put down the letter in his hand.

Such a blatant threat, you don't even need to look to know it comes from Jiang Xue.

If the senior student couldn't let go of her hatred, then she wouldn't have only killed Jiang Ruhuo when she returned to Nanzhou last time.

Yan Mingshu also knew why the letter had been sent to him.

If we truly convey what Jiang Xue said, then the seeds of hatred will never be sown.

The senior student is powerful now, but who can guarantee that she will remain powerful forever?

If one day fortunes turn around, reckoning is inevitable.

"Namjoon, notify the warehouse manager to send over the inventory list!"

After giving his instructions, Yan Mingshu burned the letter.

He didn't need Tian Du's letter; after all, he was a professional at asking for favors.

Not long after, ten boxes were brought in.

The treasurer's chief clerk, along with ten other clerks, waited respectfully to the side.

"Registrar Li, take stock of all available resources within the department."

"Lord Yan, what do you mean by 'can be transferred'?"

"List everything except the rewards for the Yunzhou operation and half a year's salary!"

"Yes, sir!"

Li Ming bowed respectfully and then began assigning tasks.

"Nan Jun, take your men and notify all the major sects to collect spirit fruits and pills, any kind, the more the better!"

"Yes, sir!"

......

News of the Zhenwu Division's actions spread quickly, and Wang Bao, upon receiving the news, immediately returned to his residence to report it.

"Your Highness, the Zhenwu Division has launched another operation..."

Inventory check, purchase of spiritual fruits and elixirs.

Could it be that the first battle will take place in Nanzhou?

Zhou Qingtian frowned slightly.

The conflict between the four major families and the Jixia Academy was not limited to Tiandu.

Throughout the thirteen states of the Great Zhou Dynasty, families of all sizes are making preparations.

Even in Nanzhou, many families are observing the situation.

However, the Southern Martial Arts Alliance is currently very powerful, and no family has yet clearly chosen a side.

The likelihood of a battle is extremely low.

If that's the case, why did Yan Mingshu collect so many spiritual fruits and pills?

"Wang Bao, go to the Zhenwu Division and invite Yan Mingshu over!"

After a moment of contemplation, Zhou Qingtian, who had no ideas, decided to simplify the problem.

If you can't figure it out, just ask.

......

At the same time that the Zhennan Prince's Mansion received the news, the Vajra Sect and the Jiang family also received the news.

The Vajra Sect did not react, but at this time the Jiang family urgently organized a high-level meeting.

Even before Jiang Wentian arrived, the elders of the Jiang family were already buzzing with discussion.

"Second brother, I told you long ago not to have any contact with them, but you wouldn't listen."

Now that's bad news, the Zhenwu Division has found out. What do you suggest we do?

An elder of the Jiang family was the first to launch an attack.

"Was it my decision alone that someone from the Dongfang family came?"

Didn't I say I'd refuse outright? But you all said you'd think about it!

Now that the Zhenwu Division has taken action, it's all my fault, isn't it?

The other elder he had mentioned immediately retaliated.

"Shang Zhen, Shang Yu, both of you should say less!"

Now we need to consider how to deal with an attack from the Zhenwu Division!

Some people said with concern.

"Hmph, it's just Yan Mingshu, why should we be afraid of him causing trouble?"

"At worst, we'll fight. I don't believe the Vajra Sect and the Zhennan Prince's Mansion will help him!"

"Fight? What are you going to use to fight?"

When did Yan Mingshu ever make a move without calling Li Fan?

Who can guarantee that Li Fan isn't in Nantian City?

"The moment we make a move, Li Fan will wipe us out in a flash!"

When someone called out Li Fan's name, the Jiang family's higher-ups fell silent.

The hall was deathly silent, save for the occasional sigh.

After waiting for another half hour, and seeing that Jiang Wentian still hadn't appeared, someone asked, "Where is the patriarch?"

"have no idea!"

"Never seen it before!"

"With such a big incident, what exactly is he doing?"

"Hmph, I think he's becoming more and more incompetent as the head of the family!"

Inside the hall, a dissatisfied complaint came: "I don't think Jiang Wentian is worthy of being the head of the Jiang family."

He married a wife who was a jinx, and they had two rebellious daughters.

Having reigned for over twenty years, Jiang Zhe's prestige in Nanzhou was completely squandered by him.

"Once this matter is resolved, I will kneel and beg the Ancestor to remove him from his position as head of the family!"

......

Outside the hall, two figures stood motionless.

Hearing the complaints from inside the hall, Jiang Cen's posture hunched slightly; he hadn't expected the Jiang family to become like this.

Perhaps it is their very existence that has made these elderly people accustomed to taking advantage of their age.

When a crisis comes, they can't work together; instead, they attack and criticize each other, targeting the head of the family.

All of this made him feel powerless.

"well!"

Jiang Cen sighed softly: "From today onwards, Hidden Peak will be closed."

"I will not leave this mountain unless it means the extermination of my entire clan!"

"Respectfully seeing off the Ancestor!"

Jiang Wentian bowed deeply.

Jiang Cen turned and disappeared outside the hall.

Jiang Wentian straightened his body and walked into the hall.

......

"Wentian, why are you only arriving now?"

"Everyone is waiting for you, what did you go to do?"

Inside the hall, everyone looked at Jiang Wentian at the same time.

"I have already sent people to deal with the envoy from the Dongfang family!"

After Jiang Wentian finished speaking, the hall fell into a deathly silence.

"Wentian, how could you kill the envoy of the Dongfang family?"

Jiang Shangzhen looked terrified.

"My two daughters are at the Jixia Academy, so my Jiang family has no choice but to side with the Jixia Academy!"

Jiang Wentian looked at everyone calmly.

Three years ago, on a bloody night in Tiandu, the Southern Continent was transformed.

Everyone advised him to prioritize the bigger picture.

To save his two daughters, he watched helplessly as his wife hanged herself.

For three years, he became like a clay Buddha statue, suppressing all his temper, just so that his two daughters would not be affected.

Even though his two daughters no longer acknowledge him, a father should still do something.

My daughters are going through a period of change. I can't shield them from the wind and rain, but I can't hold them back.

"Jiang Wentian, have you gone mad!"

Those are all the powerful and influential families in the world.

Even if the Jixia Academy is powerful, how can it possibly contend with them!

"Your two daughters have already betrayed the Jiang family, why should we help them?"

"Even if you are the head of the family, you can't just make all the decisions!"

"Wentian, how can you be so disregardful of the bigger picture?"

......

"I'm not here to discuss this with you."

Jiang Wentian's voice drowned out all other sounds.

"This time, the Jiang family has no choice but to side with the Jixia Academy."

Those who disagree can leave now!

"I disagree!"

Jiang Shangzhen stood up angrily.

"Me too!"

"I'm going to find the Ancestor!"

Let's go together!

In the blink of an eye, more than twenty people stood up at the same time.

When Jiang Shangzhen stepped out of the main hall, he saw the Dharma image standing outside the hall.

A terrifying aura enveloped them, and Jiang Shangzhen's pupils shrank sharply.

not good!

When he realized the ominous impending death, the Dharma image had already reached out its hand.

With a loud "bang!"

A cloud of blood mist exploded inside the hall.

Jiang Shangzhen, die!

"Jiang Wentian, what are you trying to do!"

"Shangzhen is your second grandfather, how could you do this!"

"You beast, how dare you!"

Shouts erupted from inside the hall, then turned into screams of agony.

Clouds of blood mist exploded inside the hall, and none of those who rose to their feet survived.

After the slaughter, the seven remaining elders in the hall remained silent, trembling with fear.

There are two lists here.

One portion needs to be washed.

One of them is someone who needs to be promoted!

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Wentian sent sheets of white paper fluttering down in front of the seven people.

"Next, I'm going to the Zhenwu Division. I hope that all the damned people are dead before I get back."

Those who needed promotion were already in positions of power.