The System Arrives: Leading My Clan to Become the Strongest

152: Chapter 152 Tianxuan Sect Apologizes”Clan Leader Jiang, we have come on the orders of Old Ancestor Xuan Yang to apologize. Please open the gates for us!”

True Person Yun He suppressed the frustration in his heart, raising his voice in a loud shout. His voice, imbued with spiritual power, pierced through the Restriction and echoed across the mountaintop.

The moment his voice fell, the clouds and mist on the mountaintop suddenly surged, and a tall, slender figure slowly emerged from deep within the clouds.

Jiang Chen, clad in a dark robe, his sleeves fluttering without wind, exuded a restrained aura that nonetheless failed to conceal a majestic presence capable of dominating the world.

His gaze swept indifferently over the group at the mountain gate, finally landing on Venerable Xuan Yang. His voice was calm and unruffled, yet carried an undeniable assertiveness.

”Venerable Xuan Yang, it’s been a while.”

There were no pleasantries, no courtesies, only direct scrutiny.

Venerable Xuan Yang’s heart sank, but he still forced himself to suppress his discomfort and bowed with cupped hands.

”Clan Leader Jiang, we have come this time to resolve past grievances. I implore Clan Leader Jiang to grant my Tianxuan Sect a chance to survive.”

Jiang Chen did not respond, merely raising a hand. The Restriction blocking the mountain gate slowly dissipated.

”Come in.”

As his voice fell, Venerable Xuan Yang and his group were finally able to step onto Qingyun Mountain’s peak.

The moment they landed, everyone felt an immense pressure wash over them—the absolute might of a Soul Transformation Stage Cultivator, dozens of times stronger than Venerable Xuan Yang’s Nascent Soul pressure.

The faces of several Golden Core Elders instantly paled. Their footsteps staggered, and they quickly circulated their spiritual power to resist.

Su Ningshuang stood amidst the crowd, her fingertips slightly curled. Her gaze fell upon Jiang Chen, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes—a mix of apprehension, regret, and an indescribable humiliation.

The ant she once could crush with a casual flick of her hand had now become an existence she had to look up to, even bow down and apologize to.

The group walked to the center of the plaza. Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over everyone, finally resting on Su Ningshuang, a faint, unreadable smile playing on his lips.

”Elder Su, it’s been a while?”

Su Ningshuang’s body stiffened. She took a deep breath, about to speak, but Venerable Xuan Yang preempted her.

”Clan Leader Jiang, on this visit, my Tianxuan Sect is willing to fulfill our past agreement. The deeds for three fifth-grade ore veins have been prepared, and the contract for ten years of Medicinal Pill and Magic Treasure supply has been drafted. Additionally, we have brought generous gifts, only asking that Fellow Daoist spare my Tianxuan Sect and let bygones be bygones.”

With that, Venerable Xuan Yang waved his hand, and several storage rings flew towards Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen did not take them, merely raising his hand. The storage rings hovered before him. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he knew their contents.

”I’ll accept the ore veins and the contracts.”

Jiang Chen’s voice was calm, yet it made the Tianxuan Sect members sigh in relief.

But before they could rejoice for long, Jiang Chen’s words rang out again.

”But Su Ningshuang must stay.”

Su Ningshuang suddenly looked up, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

”Jiang Chen, you’re going back on your word!”

”Going back on my word?”

Jiang Chen chuckled softly, his gaze as sharp as a blade, sweeping over Su Ningshuang.

”You slaughtered the entire Lin Family back then, including my uncle. Today, I ask you to stay merely to seek justice. Moreover, I’m not asking you to stay to kill you, but to guard Qingyun Mountain and watch over this land for me. Isn’t this giving you a way to live?”

Venerable Xuan Yang quickly interjected:

”Clan Leader Jiang, Elder Su is willing to stay and guard the gate for the Jiang Family. I implore Clan Leader Jiang to keep his promise and no longer trouble my Tianxuan Sect!”

Jiang Chen glanced at Venerable Xuan Yang and slowly said:

”I will naturally keep my promise. I have accepted the Tianxuan Sect’s resources. From now on, my Qingyun Mountain and the Tianxuan Sect will not interfere with each other.”

He paused, then changed his tone, his gaze once again falling on Su Ningshuang.

”But Su Ningshuang, remember this: you stay today to atone for your sins. If you dare to make the slightest move, I don’t mind letting you taste a flavor more unbearable than death.”

Su Ningshuang clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white. Finally, she slowly nodded, her voice hoarse.

”I agree.”

Zhongli Feiyan looked at her Revered Master, tears rolling down again, but Su Ningshuang stopped her with a single glance.

Seeing the matter settled, Venerable Xuan Yang breathed a sigh of relief and bowed again with cupped hands.

”Thank you, Clan Leader Jiang.”

”No need to thank me.”

Jiang Chen waved his hand and turned to walk into the depths of the clouds.

”I’m tired. You may leave on your own.”

With that, his figure disappeared into the clouds, leaving only a faint pressure that enveloped the entire mountaintop.

Venerable Xuan Yang and his group watched Jiang Chen’s departing direction, their expressions complex.

Although they had saved the Tianxuan Sect by coming here, they had lost the Sect’s prestige and left Su Ningshuang in a desperate situation.

But they had no choice.

In the face of absolute power, dignity and prestige seemed so pale and powerless.

”Revered Master...”

Zhongli Feiyan supported Su Ningshuang, her voice choked with sobs.

Su Ningshuang shook her head, her gaze fixed on the direction Jiang Chen had left, a resolute glint in her eyes.

”This matter was my mistake back then. Today, I will use this to atone for my past sins.”

Venerable Xuan Yang looked at Su Ningshuang and sighed softly:

”Elder Su, you’ve been wronged.”

With that, he said no more, turning and leading the others away.

On the mountaintop, only Su Ningshuang remained.

She stood on the bluestone plaza, gazing into the depths of the clouds. The Golden Core pressure around her slowly dissipated, replaced by endless loneliness and regret.

She knew that from today onwards, she was no longer Elder Su of the Tianxuan Sect, but Jiang Chen’s ”gatekeeper.”

And all of this was the bitter fruit of a single misguided thought she had long ago planted.

Clouds surged. Jiang Chen sat on a stone chair on the mountaintop, watching Su Ningshuang’s figure below, his eyes devoid of emotion.

The old feud was settled today.

But this was only the beginning.

He needed to start preparing for the Human Ancestral Court Grand Competition a year from now!