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Chapter 778: Chapter 306: Palace Coup, Deities, Lies (Ten Thousand-Word Merged Chapter) (Part 5)

Fu Yongshang, who was in charge of the caravan, lowered his head and made some calculations.

He was a businessman, and always considered the risk-reward ratio in his dealings:

"Patriarch, waging war against the Yuntan Tribe is undoubtedly a lucrative business with no capital. If we can conquer the Yuntan Tribe, not only will we gain a substantial amount of Court Merit Points, but we can also plunder many of their resources. Additionally, we can use this opportunity to train our troops, achieving three objectives in one stroke. I support going to war with the Yuntan Tribe."

The younger generation of Elders unanimously agreed.

Fu Changren gave his third brother, Fu Changli, a knowing look.

Fu Changli coughed lightly:

"Attacking the Yuntan Tribe may seem quite tempting, but if we provoke the Yinan Tribe and they lead their troops against us, I’m afraid we won’t be able to defend ourselves."

In the subconscious of everyone present.

The Yinan Tribe was still viewed as the large tribe it once was, with over a dozen Great Cultivators of the Purple Mansion.

They were untouchable.

For a moment.

The voices in the council hall split into two factions.

However, most were in favor of war.

At this moment.

Yaoyao, seated beside Fu Changsheng, spoke loudly:

"Everyone, the Yinan Tribe today is not the same as before. First, they lost six Great Cultivators of the Purple Mansion at the Wanning Marketplace, and a few years ago, the Celestial Woe Tribe fought them as well. It’s said that the current Chieftain of the Yinan Tribe is still recovering from injuries, and they only have two Great Cultivators of the Purple Mansion presiding over the tribe."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Suddenly, the pressure of the Purple Mansion that Fu Changsheng had been restraining burst forth.

Everyone was stunned.

They never expected that the Patriarch’s trip to Jingzhou would result in his return as a Great Cultivator of the Purple Mansion!

Each face lit up with ecstatic expressions.

The Fu Family could now truly claim to have a Great Cultivator of the Purple Mansion.

Immediately, they all stood up:

Bowing to the ground:

"Congratulations to the Patriarch for breaking through to the Purple Mansion, the Great Dao is within reach!"

Amid the crowd, Fu Changren looked at Fu Changsheng, who was in his prime, with a sense of daze in his eyes. Of the Four Cultivators of the past, only he remained in Qi Refining, while Changsheng had unknowingly surpassed him, becoming the Purple Mansion Great Cultivator, something the Fu Family had never dared to dream of.

This is a joyful event!

But he also knew.

His era had passed.

In that moment.

Fu Changren seemed to age instantly.

After Fu Changsheng displayed his cultivation.

The previously scattered voices opposing the war suddenly faded away, and everyone agreed to wage war against the Yuntan Tribe.

Fu Changli exclaimed excitedly:

"Patriarch, not long ago the Shangguan Family sent invitations for a Purple Mansion celebration. Do you think we should host it before the war, or..."

"There’s no rush to hold the Purple Mansion celebration, and for now, keep my breakthrough to the Purple Mansion under wraps. This expedition against the Yuntan Tribe is meant to catch them off guard, so once this council meeting is over, Yaoyao will stay behind to guard the lands, Brother Fan, prepare the relevant matters, and tomorrow morning, we’ll set out immediately!"

"Yes, Patriarch,"

The crowd responded loudly in unison.

Upon witnessing this, Yaoyao waved her sleeve, and a scroll instantly floated in the air. As a Technique was cast, the scroll slowly unfurled.

It marked several tribes subordinate to the Yinan Tribe nearby.

Among them.

The Yuntan Tribe was particularly prominent:

"Everyone, among the ten tribes under the Yinan Tribe, the Yuntan Tribe is the only one with a Great Cultivator of the Purple Mansion publicly known. When the time comes..."

The group discussed how to attack the Yuntan Tribe.

It wasn’t until nightfall that they finished.

After the crowd dispersed to their respective tasks, Fu Changsheng kept his fourth sister, Fu Changli, behind.

With a pat on his storage bag.

A flash of Dawn Light.

Instantly, a box floated towards Fu Changli:

"Sister Four, please take a look for me, can this Demon Egg still hatch?"

"Yes, Patriarch,"

With a Technique, Fu Changli unlocked the restriction, revealing a cracked Demon Egg. A faint sense of vitality could be felt from within the Demon Egg.

After a thorough inspection.

Fu Changli frowned and said:

"Patriarch, the vitality of this Demon Egg is intermittent, likely due to the Origin leaking from the egg shell. Such Demon Eggs are usually considered infertile in our Spirit Beast Valley, and generally discarded as waste."

Treating it as waste is truly a pity.

This egg, even after ten thousand years, still retains vitality.

Fu Changsheng decided to attempt hatching it himself; who knows, it might succeed like the Seven-Colored Glazed Beast.

He carefully stored the Demon Egg again.

Fu Changsheng took Yongxuan, Yongjing, Yongling, and Yongpeng to the Immortal Ascension Platform in the back mountain.

After Mulan, who previously managed the clan’s historical records, left, Yaoyao took over, so she went along as well.

Rumble!

Amidst a loud noise.

The Spirit Testing Platform slowly rose, and the triplets Yongjing clearly appeared a bit nervous.

But Yongxuan, instead, smiled without any pressure, saying, "Father, since the brothers are nervous, why don’t I go first?"

Only Yaoyao and Meizhen knew the true identity of Yongxuan.

Outwardly, he was claimed to be one of the quadruplets born alongside the Yongjing brothers.

With Yongxuan’s rapid cultivation speed, his Spiritual Root Talent must at least be an Earth Spiritual Root.

Fu Changsheng said:

"Yongjing, you go first."

"Yes, Father,"

Yongjing responded timidly, placing his hand on the Spirit Testing Platform. With a buzzing sound, the platform emitted a weak yellow light, followed by lights representing gold, green, red, and white, all of which were very faint.

The lights faded.

Yongjing, filled with anticipation and a trace of nervousness, said:

"Father, what is my Spiritual Root?"

"Five Spirit Roots,"

And they were even weaker than average Five Spirit Roots; the Spiritual Root Talent was almost negligible.

Upon hearing this, Yongjing’s mouth turned downward, and he burst into tears. Although only six or seven years old, having grown up in the Daughter Garden, he naturally knew what Five Spirit Roots meant.

As the elder sister, Yongxuan put aside her usual mischievousness, quickly stepping forward to wipe Yongjing’s tears, gently comforting him: