A heretical cultivator in Bureau 749, I'm the fiercest at pulling out tendons and skinning peop

In the entire Wang family, besides that man, who else could say such things so confidently and naturally?

It's definitely Young Master Wang Bing, no doubt about it.

No one suspected that it was Ji Zuodao in disguise.

Why?

The two of them are simply too different in temperament.

Judging from the photos, Ji Zuodao looks like someone you don't want to mess with, like a venomous snake coiled in the grass, and you never know when he'll bite you.

Where is young master Wang Bing?

That is pure, unadorned, and unadulterated arrogance.

That kind of "I'm second to none" attitude comes from the very core of their being; it can't be faked.

The group quickly put away their weapons, dispelled their spells, and hurriedly welcomed Wang Bing inside.

"Young Master! You're finally back!"

"Young Master, you've come back just in time! Our Wang family is in dire need of manpower right now!"

Wang Bing was surrounded by a group of people as he entered the council hall.

Sitting in his armchair, Wang Zhenshan saw his beloved grandson return, and a relieved smile finally appeared on his face, which had looked as if his parents had died.

He waved, his voice weak but filled with obvious joy: "Bing'er, you're back? Good, good, it's good that you're back!"

Ji Zhengdao walked up to Wang Zhenshan, bowed respectfully, then straightened up, his face displaying an arrogant "who else but me?" attitude, and said loudly:

"Grandfather, rest assured! As the eldest grandson of the Wang family, it is my duty to protect the Wang family! I have returned this time to save the Wang family!"

He paused, glanced around at everyone in the council chamber, cleared his throat, and began his speech—

"Dear uncles and brothers, dear members of the royal family—"

"Today, my Wang family faces a formidable enemy; it is a matter of life and death!"

"However, my Wang family has stood for a hundred years, weathering countless storms. Have we ever feared anyone?"

"A mere bastard, nothing more than a fish that escaped the net by sheer luck back then! Does he think that just because he's cultivated to the Divine Power Realm, he can swagger around in front of my Wang family? Dream on!"

"I, Wang Bing, have known since childhood that I am the eldest grandson of the royal family, destined to be a celestial child, and the one chosen by Heaven!"

"I was born to lead the Wang family to glory! I was born to make the Wang family stand at the pinnacle of aristocratic families!"

"Today, that bastard dares to come, and I'll make sure he doesn't leave alive! I'll show him what a true genius is! What a true king is!"

"I, the King, hereby swear—"

"As long as I have a breath left, I will never let anyone step foot inside the gates of my Wang family!"

"The Wang family will prevail! Long live the Wang family!"

He spoke with such passion and fervor, and at the end, he even raised his fist high, making a gesture of "follow me!"

Silence fell over the council chamber.

The Wang family members looked at each other, their expressions quite fascinating.

Some people wanted to applaud, but felt the word was too childish and couldn't bring themselves to do it.

Some people wanted to chime in, but after opening their mouths, they really didn't know what to say.

Some people had their heads down and their shoulders were shrugging, clearly trying to suppress a laugh.

Wang Bing's speech, well, it was quite exciting to listen to, but the tone was too overpowering.

There's a strong sense of "I am the savior" chuunibyou vibe about him that can be smelled from three miles away.

However, the Wang family is used to it.

Wang Bing is just like that; he considers himself the most important person in the world. He's always been like this since he was a child. If you want him to change, you might as well kill him.

Wang Zhenshan listened and nodded repeatedly, feeling gratified.

He reached out and patted Ji Zhengdao's shoulder hard, so hard that it made Ji Zhengdao's shoulder sink down.

"Excellent! Excellent grandson! He will bring prosperity to three generations!"

Wang Zhenshan said "good" three times in a row, his eyes even getting a little moist.

This precious grandson is the best!

Unlike that bastard, who is full of evil schemes and whose mind is only on how to destroy the Wang family.

Although this grandson is sometimes a bit spoiled and arrogant, at least he has the Wang family in his heart and is on the side of the Wang family!

This is truly a virtuous grandson of the Wang family!

The young people in the neighboring rooms, watching this scene, muttered a few sour remarks:

"Tch, a mere second-level Dharma Body, how can that save the Wang family?"

"Exactly, the opponent is a Divine Power Realm expert, and he's also leading a group of Dharma Aspect Realm demons. He's only at the second level of Dharma Aspect Realm; he wouldn't even be a match for them."

"He talks a good game, but if a fight really breaks out, he might be the first one to run away."

"Let him brag. It's not like bragging is taxed. Let's see how he handles things when that Ji Zuodao really breaks in."

Although the murmurs were faint, Wang Zhenshan, despite his age, still had good hearing thanks to his cultivation level.

He frowned, glanced at the group of young people, and gave them a warning look.

The young men quickly lowered their heads and dared not speak again.

Ji Zhengdao, however, did not care at all. He was still smiling and had a calm attitude of "say whatever you want, I will ignore you".

He took a few steps back, positioning himself in an excellent position.

From this vantage point, you can see the faces of everyone in the council chamber.

Wang Zhenshan sat in the main seat, flanked by several clan elders on either side, followed by the heads of each branch of the family and some core members.

Everyone gathered around, their eyes fixed on him.

The perfect angle.

The perfect distance.

The perfect timing.

Ji Zhengdao's smile suddenly changed.

That smile was still radiant and gentle, but beneath that radiance lay something indescribable.

Like a snake flicking out its tongue before hunting.

He spoke, his voice still carrying arrogance, but his tone had become somewhat strange:

"Actually, saving the Wang family is very simple."

Wang Zhenshan looked at him with a kind smile: "Oh? What brilliant plan do you have, Bing'er?"

Ji Zhengdao tilted his head, smiled at Wang Zhenshan, and said, word by word:

"This disaster was all caused by Wang Zhenshan, the head of the Wang family."

The atmosphere in the council chamber froze instantly upon hearing this.

The smile on Wang Zhenshan's face froze.

The others were also taken aback, not yet realizing what Wang Bing meant by those words.

Then, Ji Zhengdao continued with the second half of his sentence—

"Therefore, my grandson Wang Bing begs his grandfather to die."

Before he could finish speaking, a crack appeared out of thin air in front of Ji Zhengdao.

The crack was as black as ink, with a layer of eerie blue light emanating from its edges, as if it had torn a hole in the void.

From within the crack, a sword aura roared forth.

The sword energy was pure white, carrying an extremely sharp killing intent, as if it could cut through everything, tear everything apart, and destroy everything.

Taibai Sword Qi.

With a single sword strike, all laws are shattered.