Protect Our Clan Leader

Chapter 571: Chapter 43 Save me, Xue An!

Save me, Shou Zhe!

_3 Chapter 571: Chapter 43 Save me, Xue An!

Save me, Shou Zhe!

_3 “A decade or so ago, our family, under the decision of the Family Head, made use of cement mixed with soil to strengthen the riverside embankments, greatly improved the water supply, and constructed large-scale terraced fields along the riverbank, which allowed Ping’an Town to become an increasingly significant granary.”

Speaking of all these achievements, Wang Xiaohan was quite proud.

The Wang family’s management of the area around Ping’an Town was a result of generations’ tireless efforts, without considering the cost.

Without such persistent hard work, the Ping’an Town of today would not exist.

… “It’s because of families like the Wangs, who possess a pioneering spirit and are willing to strive tirelessly from generation to generation, that our Longzuo County has been able to continually expand and our human race’s habitats have been progressively enlarging,” Qian Xuehan, looking at the massive and spectacular terraced fields in the distance, said with a face full of emotion and admiration, “Noble dignities like Old Ancestor Zhou Xuan of your family, and Master Shouzhe, are both outstanding and wise leaders who are truly admirable.”

Qian Xuehan was very humble and modest, and always placed himself in the position of a junior.

However, in reality, he was only about ten years younger than Qian Xuean and around the same age as Wang Shouzhe.

For higher-ranked families, the marriages and childbearing of the direct male descendants tend to be later.

After all, born in such a family, as long as there’s no major problem with their qualifications, a cultivation base in the Spiritual Platform Realm is the least they should attain; while many direct descendants and some from the direct lineage aim to reach the Heavenly Human Realm.

For instance, Qian Xuehan’s father, Qian Qinhong, focused on cultivation in his youth; and got married and had children only after he formally took over the family when he was sixty years old.

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Now, just past a hundred, Qian Qinhong has already entered the Heavenly Human Realm, and appears no more than middle-aged.

This is also due to him intentionally portraying himself as older to appear mature and stable.

If he chose to appear younger, he wouldn’t look much different from the “young talents” in the Academic Palace.

“Indeed, Master Shouzhe is extraordinary,” Qian Jingde, an elder from the Qian family, highly praised Wang Shouzhe, “I once met him at the Tian Yuan Danfang in Longzuo County; he is indeed extraordinary with great energy.

His future achievements are limitless~”

His prospective family member, Qian Xuefu, and Wang Shouye from the Wang family are close friends.

For various reasons, he understands Wang Shouzhe relatively well and is one of the elders more inclined towards the Wang family.

This is also why the Qian family and Elder Council sent him on this mission.

Talking and admiring the view, the ferry had unknowingly sailed halfway to the center of the Peace River.

Both sides were covered in vast water with no shore in sight, and one can only vaguely see the remnant of the Six Flat Mountain looming in the distance.

Looking afar, the mountain range seemed misty, like it had been sketched out in somber ink, appearing to blend into the sky on the horizon.

Suddenly.

An abrupt dark color emerged in the fierce current surging downstream.

It was a small, black, narrow awning-boat.

Riding the river’s current downstream at a fast speed, it darted towards the ferry like an arrow.

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There were two people on the narrow boat.

One was a boatman wearing a grass raincoat and a bamboo hat.

The other was a charmingly demure woman.

She was standing at the front of the narrow boat, her face covered by a veil, hiding her real appearance.

The river breezes blew briskly, but her long, ethereal dress was untouched by the wind, with her ribbons and pleats hanging naturally as if she were stationary in a quiet room, devoid of any movement.

The swirling current of the river could not hide her transcendental beauty.

“Everyone, be careful!”

In a split second, Qian Jingde, an elder whose cultivation strength had reached the mid-stage of the Heavenly Human Realm, felt his heart shudder, suddenly filled with a strong sense of danger.

His face changed drastically: “Something’s not right.”

As his voice fell, the boatman on the narrow boat moved first.

He shook his body, and his grass raincoat suddenly burst into pieces and flew off.

At the same time, his body swelled rapidly and in the blink of an eye, transformed into a “Diamond Giant” over a yard tall.

The “Diamond Giant,” despite its size, moved with the agility of a sparrow.

In the blowing river wind, he stepped onto the river as if stepping onto solid ground.

In the blink of an eye, he was already in front of the ferry.

The next moment.

He sprang into the air like a bird and landed a punch on the ferry.

The wind was furious, and the energy released was shocking.

In this instant, he was like a War God incarnate, imposing and unrivaled.

“Immovable Diamond War decided?!”

Qian Jingde’s gaze suddenly turned solemn.

Using the Cultivation Technique, a rush of purple Mysterious Energy was condensed in his body.

Without any hesitation, he rose into the air.

Amid the boiling purple aura surrounding him, he appeared as formidable as a radiant sun, striking fear into people’s hearts.

The technique he practiced was the Qian family’s treasured technique – the “Purple Urgent Zhenyang Verses,” known to be an elusive and profound technique.

According to legend, upon perfecting the “Purple Urgent Zhenyang Verses,” the Mysterious Energy accumulated would be as solid as a mountain.

The first ancestor of the Qian family, with the help of the “Purple Urgent Zhenyang Verses,” once battled three Top Grade Masters of the Purple Abode Realm by himself, managing to hold them off for two hours before being defeated.

Of course, the legend might be overstated, but the Qian family still stands today, thanks to this “Purple Urgent Zhenyang Verses.”

Its combat strength is noteworthy among top-grade techniques.

Qian Jingde’s surging purple Mysterious Energy condensed into a palm seal and he shot it out reflexively.

“Boom!”

The punch and palm collided, generating a terrifying shockwave that spread in all directions.

It shook the ferry unceasingly, and the water surface nearby exploded with waves.

The energy also blew off the “boatman’s” hat, revealing the “boatman’s” true face.

It was an baldheaded monk with fierce eyebrows.

“It’s you…

the ‘Evil King Kong,’ the traitor of Banruo Temple?!” Qian Jingde, the elder’s face, changed abruptly, “You have the audacity to attack us, the Qian family, in public!”

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