Dragon-Marked War God

The Drifting Formation had been broken, and the Wu Divine Clan had fallen into crisis. But none of that mattered. Jiang Chen’s appearance had turned back the raging tide and held up a collapsing mansion, and in the end he had even rescued the Wu Divine Clan, which had been on the brink of disaster, from dire straits. It had to be said that Jiang Chen had made a mistake, but the hope he brought the Wu Divine Clan was even greater.

The people of the Wu Divine Clan knew very well, especially the experts, that their situation was worrying. The Long Family had been eyeing them for so many years, so when the Drifting Formation was broken this time, Jiang Chen had been the last straw that broke the camel’s back. It had made the Long Family come out in full force and launch a large-scale invasion, putting the Wu Divine Clan in crisis.

But the final result was perfect. Jiang Chen had stepped in, and the Wu Divine Clan had come through almost unscathed. He had put an end to the Long Family’s ambitions. At least for a short time, they could not possibly launch another large-scale invasion of the Wu Divine Clan, because the one they had to fear was Jiang Chen. He had become a hero of a chaotic age on his own. His name, his figure, were like a monument to the Wu Divine Clan.

People were not sages; who could be without fault? But his merits and faults canceled out. In this world where the strong were respected, his domineering might and terrifying strength had won Jiang Chen the respect of even more people.

“The Long Family has been routed this time. They shouldn’t dare to invade again for a while. As for breaking Brother Wu’s Drifting Formation earlier, I still feel deeply guilty about it.”

Jiang Chen said with a smile.

Wu Chongjiu waved his hand, also laughing heartily, extremely cheerful and at ease. Jiang Chen had single-handedly dominated the field, standing between the two great powers and reversing the situation in an instant. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, if he had only heard it, perhaps he would not have believed it. After all, Jiang Chen’s strength was only at the Early Divine Emperor Realm, yet it was already extremely shocking. Such strength and methods were definitely beyond ordinary people. His father’s eye for choosing disciples really was unique and unmatched.

“The Wu Divine Clan and the Long Family were bound to have this battle sooner or later. Your appearance only brought the war between our two clans forward. And after this battle, even if the Long Family hasn’t been crippled, they surely won’t dare to launch another large-scale invasion. Gnawing through a hard bone like our Wu Divine Clan isn’t that easy. As for the Drifting Formation, Brother Jiang doesn’t need to mention it again. What’s past is past. What Brother Jiang has done for my Wu Divine Clan is already more than enough. Besides, we can be considered connected by ties. If I call you Junior Brother, that shouldn’t be too presumptuous, right? Hahaha.”

Wu Chongjiu said with a laugh.

“Senior Brother, you’re too kind. Being able to fight for the Wu Divine Clan this time is an honor for me. I haven’t repaid my master’s kindness, yet I caused trouble. I, Jiang Chen, cannot escape the blame. In the future, if you have any need of me, I, Jiang Chen, will surely come to help.”

Jiang Chen said solemnly. He was someone who valued relationships very much, and besides, King Ba An could be counted as half a master to him. His bond with the Wu Divine Clan could truly be called a case of no discord, no concord.

“Little Junior Brother, today we can be said to have met too late. We must have a proper gathering and drink a few cups together. These experts of my Wu Divine Clan are all full of admiration for you.”

Wu Chongjiu said.

“That’s right, Brother Jiang. Since you have such a relationship with our Old Lord, then you’re one of us in the Wu Divine Clan. Everyone has seen your methods and skills. You’re truly a hero of a chaotic age. Today we must drink three hundred cups!”

“Brother Jiang, I’m proud of you. Among the Divine Emperors, you’re the king of kings. Haha!”

“Brother Jiang’s battle has earned the admiration of all eight hundred heroes of our Wu Divine Clan. We must raise our cups and drink together!”

Even the experts who had originally looked down on Jiang Chen were completely won over by him in this battle. Jiang Chen’s methods reached the heavens. He had shaken the Head of the Long Family with his strength, and was even stronger than the Ninth Lord, Wu Chongjiu. They had all seen it with their own eyes. Jiang Chen was the savior of their Wu Divine Clan.

Jiang Chen shook his head with a smile:

“Everyone, Senior Brother, I really have urgent business to attend to and can’t stay here. Otherwise, how could I have been so desperate as to forcibly break open your formation? Isn’t that right? Haha.”

There was a trace of bitterness on Jiang Chen’s face.

“In that case, Little Junior Brother, I won’t keep you. When you return, my Wu Divine Clan will surely celebrate together as a whole clan to welcome you back. From now on, Little Junior Brother will share the Wu Divine Clan with me.”

Wu Chongjiu said very solemnly and patted Jiang Chen’s shoulder. But Jiang Chen sighed inwardly. Wu Chongjiu’s words had a double meaning. He was binding Jiang Chen to the Wu Divine Clan, to advance and retreat together with the Wu Divine Clan. Besides, he could already be counted as half a member of the Wu Divine Clan, and his strength was so formidable. How could Jiang Chen not understand what Wu Chongjiu meant by these words? Jiang Chen did not say much. After all, if the Wu Divine Clan were ever in trouble, Jiang Chen would absolutely not stand by with folded arms.

“Senior Brother’s great kindness, I, Jiang Chen, will always remember in my heart. But the matter at hand is urgent and circumstances force me, so I won’t stay any longer. Until we meet again.”

Jiang Chen bid farewell to Wu Chongjiu and the many experts of the Wu Divine Clan, and with Wu Ningzhu and Yan Qingcheng, rushed swiftly toward the Eastern Victorious Divine Land.

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The Eastern Victorious Divine Land, Wuyi Mountain.

A cool breeze blew gently, the water was calm without a ripple, birds sang and flowers gave off a fragrance that refreshed the heart. A thousand-year-old green willow was reflected in the lake. A young girl in white stood in the middle of the lake, leaning against the green willows and the soughing pines. A few colorful butterflies danced lightly by her ears, not at all afraid of the human before them.

In the distance, along the willow banks and the flower-lined embankment, a girl of sixteen or seventeen came running over at a trot, graceful and lithe, a hint of worried bitterness at the corners of her mouth. She came bouncing and skipping toward the thousand-year-old willow.

“Aunt Yue, Aunt Yue, why are you still here? Didn’t they say the family had already entrusted you with an important task?”

The girl blinked her big, innocent eyes and asked in a low voice. Aunt Yue was taking a nap at the moment, and she did not know whether she would disturb her.

The girl in white who was called Aunt Yue moved her beautiful eyes slightly and opened them. There was a cold, bitter smile at the corner of her mouth. She shook her head and sighed softly, looking at the girl with her hair in a bun, a trace of softness in her eyes. In this great family, cold as frost, only this girl could give her heart a little warmth.

“Aunt Yue is waiting for someone. As long as he comes, I can be at peace and go complete the family’s important task.”

Aunt Yue smiled faintly, so charming and lovely that the flowers and willows were moved. Her beauty, enough to topple cities and nations, filled the girl with the bun before her with admiration.

“Aunt Yue, you’re so beautiful you could topple a nation, simply too beautiful! I want to be like Aunt Yue too. Aunt Yue, are you the most beautiful woman under heaven?”

The girl with the bun said in a low voice, lost in thought. In her eyes, Aunt Yue was the most beautiful woman under heaven.

“Silly girl, there are plenty of people under heaven more beautiful than Aunt Yue. When you grow up, you’ll definitely be even more beautiful than Aunt Yue.”

Aunt Yue rubbed the bun-haired girl’s head and said with a smile.

“I’m not little anymore.”

The girl with the bun puffed out her full chest and said with a proud, haughty look.