Protect Our Clan Leader

The Cangping God Emperor’s forehead twitched slightly.

With a weary voice, he said, “It’s called ’Zhenyu.’ Doesn’t it sound a bit imposing?”

“Cang Zhenyu, huh? Sounds a bit like something a teenager would come up with,” Wang Licui couldn’t help but murmur, though she was already opening her little notebook and carefully writing down the name stroke by stroke.

“By the way, I heard you wrote letters to a few clan members to come help you? What’s her name, Wang Ying Xuan?” Cangping God Emperor remembered something and advised, “Before you leave, write them another letter. Tell them when they arrive at Divine Capital Luojing, they should come find me at my place at the alley entrance. I’ll make proper arrangements.”

“Old Cang, you’re such a good person. I will definitely repay you.”

“No need for sentimentality. Your safety is the greatest repayment to me,” the Cangping God Emperor said with an uneasy expression, as if he wanted to nag a few hundred more times but barely managed to hold back.

His demeanor made it seem like, although he hadn’t formally adopted her as his goddaughter, he was already treating her like his own daughter in his heart.

While they were bidding farewell here, Ying Yu’an stood nearby, full of worry and distress.

What kind of situation is this? How did Licui suddenly get commissioned to the battlefield? And as her follower, he had to go along too.

Initially, he didn’t want to go, but as soon as he ran home to talk about it, he was tied up and sent back. The Old Ancestor even declared that if he dared to desert, they would expel him from the clan.

Ying Yu’an was in anguish~

He used to be the most cherished young master of the Ying Clan. Who didn’t treat him with utmost care and attention? But how did everything change since meeting Wang Licui?

He was just a young boy, why should he endure such hardships and suffering?

“Young master, don’t worry, you have me, Long Aotian, here~ I, Long Aotian, swear to protect you to the death.”

Seemingly sensing Ying Yu’an’s unease and reluctance, the muscular man sitting next to him began to comfort him clumsily.

This was naturally Long Aotian’s human form.

Just a Level Thirteen dragon like you, what use are you on a grand battlefield?

Ying Yu’an secretly rolled his eyes in his heart and continued to sigh inwardly.

Such a hard life~~

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Divine Martial World.

Immortal Palace.

Formerly known as the Devour Heaven Sacred Land, now the Saintly Region Development Base.

Ever since starting trade with the Sacred Domain, the space portal to the Sacred Domain would open at fixed intervals, typically every half year or year, depending on the yearly sales and production capacity.

However, on very rare occasions, special circumstances might arise.

Like today.

There were still about half a year before the fixed opening of the space portal, so technically it should remain closed. However, today, the manager responsible for opening the portal at the base received a signal from the other side ordering him to open it immediately.

Not daring to delay, the manager quickly reported the news and activated the Spatial Transfer Array Plate, opening the space portal.

Soon, a small shuttle boat traversed through the space portal and landed at the central docking plaza of the base.

Shortly afterward, the hatch of the shuttle opened, and a group of people stepped out, following the guidance towards the exit.

Leading them was an elderly man.

He wore a plain gray robe, with grizzled hair and a thin frame, resembling an ordinary elderly man next door.

Behind him was a group of equally plainly dressed young people, curiously observing this world with eager eyes.

By this time, Wang Anye had also hurried to the base upon receiving the news.

In his flowing white robes, his handsome features under the sunlight looked as if carved from white jade, displaying the demeanor of an immortal.

Following him was an old servant-like elder and the Lu Family’s Array Master, Lu Xiaoxiao.

Seeing the group emerging from the security exit, he promptly approached them, cupped his hands and said, “Is the esteemed elder the Sacred Supreme of a Thousand Formations?”

“Indeed, I am the old Thousand Formations,” the Sacred Supreme of a Thousand Formations replied politely. “You must be the Wang family member who placed the large order for the trans-space transfer formation this time? I’ve already heard Water Moon’s introduction about you, quite remarkable~”

“You flatter me, senior. Please, this way, let’s head to the Immortal Palace for a bit of rest. I’ll arrange a welcoming banquet,” Wang Anye responded courteously, inviting them onto an eleventh-level dragon and phoenix-drawn flying carriage.

The Wang family and the Divine Martial World placed great importance on the construction of the super space teleportation formation, especially the Wang family, which was counting on Wang Anye to learn from the Array Master and acquire more formation array skills~

Following the arrangements for lodging, a welcoming banquet and other preparation went through the standard procedure.

The food Wang Anye prepared was of the highest quality ingredients, and during the feast, everyone enjoyed themselves immensely, the atmosphere harmonious and pleasant.

Especially notable was that several of Thousand Formations Sacred Supreme’s female disciples frequently cast glances at Wang Anye, occasionally whispering among themselves with faces inadvertently flushed.

This gentleman was truly handsome and ethereal to the point of being almost otherworldly.

This, however, seemed to make a few male disciples somewhat displeased.

After several rounds of drinks and a variety of dishes, when it appeared Thousand Formations Sacred Supreme was rather satisfied with the Wang family’s hospitality, Wang Anye casually inquired, “Since venerable senior is master in formation arrays, may I ask you to clarify a few doubts I have regarding formation arrays?”

“Young Master Anye also studies formation arrays?” Thousand Formations Sacred Supreme was slightly surprised.