Starting as the young master of a medicine shop, he practiced swordsmanship for twenty years.

Chapter 241 Breakthrough! Divine Palace is complete, the True Spirit!

Wu Jiu's eyes were as sharp as knives as he glanced around coldly, with a hint of sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth.

Then, his voice was low, but filled with unquestionable cruelty.

"Hmph, I don't need you old guys to tell me anything. I have my own ideas."

"At worst, I'll just go look for the ancestor now."

After saying that, Wu Jiu flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

His departing figure was like a sharp gust of wind, filled with determination and disdain, as if staying a moment longer would be a blasphemy to himself.

"Hmph, a mere warrior at the Divine Mansion Realm, I don't believe that this Lu Xuan dares to act so presumptuously in front of the Wu Family, one of our eight great families?"

Wu Jiu sneered, a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes, but also mixed with a somewhat complicated look.

"Even though I, an old man, am far less powerful than this Lu Xuan, you must not forget—"

His voice suddenly rose, as if he wanted to speak specifically to the people in the room.

"I am from one of the eight great families!"

"A warrior at the Divine Mansion Realm is as insignificant as an ant in front of those ancestors. They can be crushed with a flip of the hand."

After Wu Jiu left, the air in the room still retained the chill from his departure.

Everyone around looked at each other, but no one spoke up to refute Wu Jiu's words.

Because what Wu Jiu said was exactly the truth they believed to be self-evident. No one questioned it, and no one dared to question it.

In the Great Xia Dynasty, in addition to the high and mighty Great Xia royal family, there are also the forces of the eight major families.

Who else dares to easily challenge the dignity of the eight major families?
Of course, apart from the royal family and the eight major families.

There are also the five transcendent sects - they stand above the secular world, have profound foundations, unpredictable strength, and can barely compete with the eight major families.

But among the five transcendent sects, only Daoxu Temple and Jingxin Temple can be truly taken seriously by the eight major families.

The silence in the room didn't last long.

The next moment, the old man in black clothes appeared in front of everyone.

A very dissatisfied snort broke the dead silence.

"Humph!"

The voice of the old man in black was low and cold, with obvious anger and sarcasm.

"Master, that old fellow Wu Jiu is really looking down on you more and more."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone sitting in the room turned their eyes to the old man sitting in the center.

The old man was wearing a dark purple robe embroidered with strange and varied patterns of white bones and skulls.

This white bone skull pattern seemed to contain endless pressure and murderous intent in every line.

The old man in purple had a face as calm as water, but he gave people an invisible sense of oppression, as if even the air was frozen in front of him.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became solemn, and everyone's breathing involuntarily became lighter.

And he is none other than the patriarch of the Wu family, Wu Hun!

An existence that has just entered the realm of the Divine Mansion!
The old men in the room, as well as Wu Jiu, are all martial artists above the Great Accomplishment of Outer Gang Grandmaster level, and are also the supreme elders of the Wu family.

As the patriarch of the Wu family, Wu Hun has just entered the realm of the Divine Mansion.

All of them, including Wu Hun, the head of the Wu family, were merely tools pushed out to take charge of all the affairs of the Wu family.

The true warriors of the Wu family have been deep in the spiritual realm of the ancestral weapon for many years, comprehending the original power of the spiritual realm and the world.

Wu Yuan, the head of the Wu family, did not respond immediately, but just raised his eyelids slightly.

That gaze was as dark as the abyss, and it glanced quietly at the old man in black clothes. The meaning behind it was hard to understand.

"Okay, Wushan."

The voice of Wu Yuan, the head of the Wu family, was low and majestic, as if carrying an invisible force, instantly suppressing the restlessness in the room.

"There's no need for the fight between you and Wu Jiu to involve family affairs."

Wu Yuan's tone sounded extremely calm, yet it revealed a hint of pressure, as if nothing was secret in front of him.

Then, Wu Yuan changed the subject, his eyes slightly focused as he looked outside the door, and there was a hint of solemnity in his voice.

"That Lu Xuan, though young, possesses the strength comparable to that of a true Yuanshen master. He is truly a rare monster that is hard to come by in a thousand years."

When Lu Xuan's strength was mentioned, a trace of fear flashed in Wu Yuan's eyes.

His brow furrowed slightly, as if recalling something disturbing.

After all, he was a martial arts genius ranked among the top among his peers and was very famous.

But now compared with Lu Xuan, it is like a firefly competing with the bright moon, which is really unbearable to look at.

A hint of bitterness rose in Wu Yuan's heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

When everyone in the room heard this, they all lowered their heads and fell silent.

Wu Yuan's words were like a sharp sword, piercing deep into their hearts.

From today on, the name Lu Xuan will be like an invisible mountain, weighing on the hearts of everyone in the Great Xia Dynasty.

"Wushan, go down and get ready. We will go to Mingqing's mansion with this family master later."

"After Ming Qing was invited back to Tiandu by that person, he seemed to be a little depressed."

"Now, there is another Lu Xuan who has suddenly appeared. This family head is worried that Ming Qing will do something irrational."

"Yes, master!"

The Wu family’s forbidden area, deep inside the ancestral temple.

"Hello, Master Jiu!"

"Hello, Uncle Jiu!"

"I've met the Supreme Elder!"

Along the way, the guards of the Wu family bowed and saluted, their tone appearing very respectful and humble.

However, Wu Jiu's face was gloomy and his eyes were sinister, as if he didn't hear their greetings at all.

Wu Jiu's steps were quick and heavy, and each step was filled with suppressed anger, as if it could erupt at any moment.

The atmosphere in the ancestral hall became particularly solemn due to Wu Jiu's arrival, and even the air was filled with an invisible sense of oppression.

The guards of the ancestral temple looked at each other, but no one dared to say a word.

Because they knew that although the Ninth Master was dignified in daily life, he rarely showed such an angry expression.

Seeing how he looks today, it's obvious that something big has happened.

Under the watchful eyes of the guards at the ancestral temple, Wu Jiu's footsteps finally stopped at the entrance of the ancestral temple.

His gaze passed through the doorway and looked directly at the tablets enshrining ancestors of past generations.

The anger in Wu Jiu's eyes subsided slightly, replaced by a complex emotion.

He took a deep breath and walked into the ancestral hall.

The next moment, Wu Jiu murmured in a low voice: "Ancestor, Wu Jiu came here today, it was really forced."

"Grandmaster, please forgive Wu Jiu for being incompetent and causing trouble for the Wu family. Please give me some instructions."

Wu Jiu's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of guilt and anxiety that was difficult to conceal.

He knelt in the center of the ancestral temple, gazing at the tablets enshrining ancestors of all generations with a solemn and respectful expression.

However, before he could finish his words, an old yet majestic voice suddenly rang out in his ears. This voice, like thunder from the nine heavens, shook Wu Jiu's mind.

"Say!"

This word seemed to come from ancient times, carrying with it endless pressure and vicissitudes, and instantly stopped Wu Jiu's words.

When Wu Jiu heard this word, his body trembled slightly, then he lowered his head and his expression became more respectful.

At this time, the ancestral hall was silent, with only the candlelight in front of the ancestral tablets swaying slightly.

The bright candlelight could clearly illuminate Wu Jiu's old face.

"yes……….."

After a while.

A long time had passed since Wu Jiu finished talking about Lu Xuan.

He was still kneeling on the cushion in the ancestral hall, staring at the ancestral tablet with an almost pleading look, as if waiting for a response that could turn the situation around.

strange?
Ancestor, why is there no response?

A sense of uneasiness and doubt gradually arose in Wu Jiu's heart.

He originally thought that the ancestor would give clear instructions, and might even personally resolve the matter.

However, what responded to Wu Jiu was a dead silence.

Just as Wu Jiu was feeling surprised, an old and majestic voice suddenly rang out from the ancestral hall.

"Wu Jiu!"

Wu Jiu's body trembled suddenly, and he quickly lowered his head and responded respectfully: "Ajiu is here!"

The old voice continued, "You should go find that Lu Xuan in person and ask him to return the four-patterned star artifact, the Moon Chaser Staff, to the Wu family."

"Then his attack on the Wu family will be written off."

As soon as these words were spoken, Wu Jiu's expression changed drastically.

The originally rosy red color faded away in an instant, turning pale as paper.

Wu Jiu's pupils shrank slightly, and a storm surged in his heart.

what!
The ancestor actually wanted him to go alone to find that killer Lu Xuan!
Last time, if Lu Xuan had not been careless for a moment and did not understand the true source of power of the eight major families.

He, Wu Jiu, must have already died, and the grass on his grave is several feet high.

A gleam of light flashed in Wu Jiu's eyes, as if he had caught a ray of hope.

"Ancestor," Wu Jiu raised his head slightly, with a hint of temptation and deep meaning in his tone.

"At the age of about twenty, Lu Xuan has already gained power comparable to that of a Yuanshen Zhenren."

"This boy must have a shocking secret. If our Wu family could get a glimpse of it..."

Wu Jiu's words stopped abruptly here. He did not continue speaking, but left the answer to this question to the ancestor himself to decide.

Just a moment later, that old and majestic voice sounded again in Wu Jiu's ears, with a tone that was somewhat unfathomable.

"Wu Jiu, I understand what you mean."

"However, this Lu Xuan has been favored by someone in the palace."

“Even this ancestor cannot ignore that person’s will and attack Lu Xuan.”

When Wu Jiu heard this, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

He knew that what the ancestor said was extremely reasonable.

The Empress in the palace actually gave the Purple Extreme Mysterious Bird Clothes to that young boy Lu Xuan.

This is an extremely precious honor in the eyes of others, but in the eyes of some powerful people, it is a naked meaning.

It was obvious that Her Majesty the Empress was warning everyone.

Lu Xuan is the person she values!
Many of the eight major families have witnessed the omnipotent means of Her Majesty the Empress.

Among those many families, the Wu family happened to be included.

Back then, this Empress almost destroyed the entire Wu family because of that one incident.

The ancestor of the Wu family seemed to have sensed the fear in Wu Jiu's heart, and his voice came again.

"That's it!"

"I grant you a ray of primordial spirit power. Even if Lu Xuan has the strength of the Great Perfection of the Divine Palace, he will definitely not be able to do anything to you."

"If that Lu Xuan dares to ignore the majesty of the Wu family and refuses to give up."

"Then this ancestor will immediately leave the Spirit Mirror Land and personally eliminate this evil!"

"In the end, even if that person knew, there would be no reason for them to embarrass our Wu family."

"After all, our Wu family has already given Lu Xuan a way out."

As soon as the old ancestor finished speaking, the fear in Wu Jiu's heart receded like a tide, and was replaced by an indescribable sense of peace.

Wu Jiu lowered his head slightly, a barely perceptible smile quietly appearing on the corner of his mouth, and then he responded respectfully.

"Yes, old man."

Suddenly, a ray of purple light shot out from the depths of the ancestral temple, ignoring all obstacles along the way, and went straight into the top of Wu Jiu's head.

The purple light was cold and deep, as if it contained infinite power, and instantly merged with Wu Jiu's body.

Wu Jiu only felt a tremendous force surging in his body. In an instant, Wu Jiu could even feel that the rules of heaven and earth were controlled by him at this moment.

The next second, Wu Jiu was so excited that he could not suppress it, but he did not dare to lose his composure. He quickly lowered his head and spoke in a respectful and pious voice.

"Thank you, ancestor, for your gift!"

With the support of the ancestor's spiritual power, Wu Jiu slowly raised his head, his eyes like lightning, and said in his heart.

Lu Xuan, this time, I want to see how arrogant you can be in front of the power of the ancestor's soul!
If you know what's good for you, just stop right now. That would be the best option.

Anyone who insists on being an enemy of our Wu family is seeking his own death.

Because the person who is talking to him now is the third ancestor of the Wu family, Wu Sheng.

A terrifying existence at the Half-Step Void Realm.

With the power of the ancestor Wu Sheng's soul, Lu Xuan would have to have the power of the perfect Divine Mansion Realm.

Otherwise, he would not be able to defeat the spiritual power of Ancestor Wu Sheng.

Seven days later, Tiandu Xuanniaowei Headquarters!

In the courtyard where Lu Xuan was, outside the main house, the purple mysterious light was swirling like flowing water, tightly wrapping the entire main house.

The purple light was deep and mysterious, as if it contained some supreme power.

Sometimes it dances like a flame, sometimes it freezes like frozen river water, always emitting a heart-pounding pressure.

The invisible air around the courtyard became heavy because of the purple mysterious light, and even the sound of the wind died down quietly.

Even if a few fallen leaves occasionally floated by, they were silently annihilated by the mysterious purple light and turned into nothingness before they got close to the main room.

"Master Yuanshen!"

"The Great Success of Divine Mansion!"

In the room, Lu Xuan's low moan echoed like a huge bell, constantly circling between the surrounding walls.

(End of this chapter)