The War of the Gods in the Great Void God King

The night passed peacefully, and at dawn the next day, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

Everything that happened at the Jiang family yesterday has already spread throughout the entire city of Wutan.

This incident caused a sensation throughout the city, was repeatedly discussed by various prominent families, and became the biggest topic of conversation on the streets.

At this moment, in the training grounds and the streets and alleys of the city, the young scions of the major families of Wutan City were discussing among themselves, their words full of sarcasm and ridicule, showing no mercy.

"Have you heard? That mute good-for-nothing from the Jiang family has completely gone mad! He hasn't been able to cultivate for over ten years and can't speak, yet he still dares to provoke the Liu family's prodigy?" A young disciple mocked without any politeness.

A man who admired and revered Liu Ruyan said, "He's utterly ignorant! Liu Ruyan possesses a sixth-grade spiritual root and is a personally taught disciple of an inner sect elder of the Yuntian Sect. Her future achievements are limitless. How could a mere mortal without a spiritual root compare to her?"

"In my opinion, he was just driven to desperation by the annulment of the engagement, and he's just putting on a brave face! The one-year agreement is a complete joke."

"Just wait and see. A year from now, on the high platform of Yuntian Sect, he will definitely be humiliated in public, kneeling down and admitting defeat, becoming the laughingstock of our Wutan City!"

"Having no spiritual root means a wasted life; this is the rule ordained by heaven and earth. How can someone who has been a waste for eighteen years possibly turn their life around overnight? It's pure self-deception!"

A torrent of ridicule and contempt swept across the entire city of Wutan.

None of the other scions of powerful families had a high opinion of Jiang Fan; they were all certain that a year later, he would only suffer a crushing defeat and humiliation.

The outside world was full of cold stares and endless ridicule, but the situation inside the Jiang family was completely different.

Having witnessed Jiang Fan's unyielding spirit after yesterday's events in the courtyard, all members of the Jiang family have completely accepted Jiang Fan.

Now he has become the most respected and highly regarded young man in the entire clan.

The young members of the Jiang family talked privately, their eyes filled with trust and certainty.

"Yesterday, the Liu family humiliated us in every way. Anyone else would have swallowed their anger long ago, but our young clan leader refused to yield. I firmly believe he can defy fate!"

"In the one-year agreement, the young clan leader will surely crush Liu Ruyan and uphold the prestige of the Jiang family!"

The younger generation fully supported the cause, and the older generation of the clan were also deeply moved and full of expectations.

As the morning light gradually brightened, it pierced through the branches and leaves of the large tree in the courtyard and fell into the small courtyard where Jiang Fan lived.

Several steady, aged footsteps slowly approached, and all the surviving elders of the Jiang family gathered there.

A group of elders who were in charge of the clan visited, their expressions solemn and gentle, all of them having come specifically for this purpose.

The moment they stepped into the courtyard, all the elders looked at the black-clad youth in the courtyard and were startled.

Just one night later, Jiang Fan seemed to have regained a lot of energy and spirit.

The Grand Elder stepped forward slowly, a look of satisfaction on his face, and began to speak:

"Xiao Fan, we all saw your courage and pride yesterday."

"Your father, Jiang Zhao, was a renowned alchemist in Wutan City. He was a man of great righteousness who risked his life to save the entire Liu family. His integrity and reputation were known throughout the city."

"Like father, like son. Your mental fortitude far surpasses that of your peers by many years."

After a slight pause, the Grand Elder solemnly revealed the true purpose of his visit.

"Utan City is ultimately just a small city with a narrow scope. Staying here for too long will only bury your extraordinary talent."

"My Jiang family has a history of hundreds of years and has left behind a special opportunity in the immortal world. It is the Daoist sects of Tianyuan City. Every fifty years, there is only one recommendation quota for a righteous immortal sect."

"However, although it can't compare to the major sects like Yuntian Sect, it's still much better than our Wutan City."

"However, this spot, though seemingly precious, is not an absolute guarantee of entering the immortal sect."

"Even if you are qualified to recommend someone, you still need to go through layers of assessment. If you are not careful, you will still be eliminated."

"Last night, all the elders of our clan discussed the matter and unanimously decided to entrust this once-in-fifty-years, and uncertain, opportunity to the immortal sect to you, Jiang Fan!"

The Grand Elder then instructed, "Pack your belongings immediately, bid farewell to your homeland, and journey to the Immortal Sect to cultivate and embark on the true path of cultivation."

"I will dedicate a year to rigorous training and honing my skills. Once the year is up, I will ascend the Cloud Heaven Sect's martial arts arena, shatter all mockery and humiliation, crush Liu Ruyan, and restore the glory of my Jiang family!"

Hearing the elders' guidance and expectations, Jiang Fan felt a warm and touching feeling in his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately cupped his hands and bowed, sincerely declining the offer:

"Elders, you must not!"

But as soon as Jiang Fan spoke, the elders were shocked:

"Xiao Fan, you... you can actually speak?"

Jiang Fan nodded. "For certain reasons, I couldn't speak, but now I can."

He then added, "The spots in the Immortal Sect are extremely precious, and the road ahead is fraught with danger. The assessments are unpredictable, and whether one can enter the Dao is still unknown."

"I have no foundation in cultivation for eighteen years and my reputation is insignificant. I am not worthy to enjoy this clan opportunity alone."

"The quota should be reserved for the most talented members of the same generation in the clan, which is the only fair way."

The elders exchanged smiles, their eyes filled with approval and certainty.

The second elder stepped forward, gently patted his shoulder, and said earnestly:

"Silly child, we've lived a whole life, met countless people, and we're never wrong in judging people."

"Those so-called geniuses in the clan are talented enough, but they are restless and impatient, and will hardly achieve great things."

"Only you have perseverance, and perseverance can surpass all talents."

The other clan elders echoed their sentiments, their attitude sincere and resolute.

"We'll bear all the rumors and storms surrounding the family!"

"You don't need to worry about the trivial matters of your clan. Just focus on venturing onto the Immortal Path and rising against the heavens."

"The future of the Jiang family rests entirely on your shoulders."

Listening to the unreserved trust and guidance from his elders, Jiang Fan felt a burning, bittersweet feeling in his heart.

For twelve years, the world was cold and indifferent; people humiliated and laughed at him. Only the elders of the Jiang family always protected him.

This kindness is as heavy as mountains and rivers.

Jiang Fan no longer declined. He took a deep breath, knelt down, and solemnly kowtowed to the elders, saying:

"I will forever remember the kindness and favor shown to me by the elders!"

"Now that I am leaving my hometown to embark on this journey to immortality, I will cultivate diligently day and night, tempering my Dao heart, and I will never fail the cultivation and trust of my clan!"

"I will return in glory within a year, sweeping away all the ridicule and humiliation of the world, and restoring the honor of the Jiang family!"

The elders were all pleased and quickly helped him up, repeatedly urging him to cultivate steadily and take care of himself while he was away.

With all the clan elders gone, the once bustling courtyard fell silent.

The morning breeze is bleak, and fallen leaves sway gently, carrying a touch of melancholy and loneliness for those leaving their hometown.

In the courtyard, Jiang Fan quickly packed his bags.

He was dressed in simple black clothes and carried a package.

Liu Ruxue stood quietly under the corridor, her brows and eyes gentle, filled with reluctance, yet she never uttered a single word to ask her to stay.

She knew in her heart that a hidden dragon will eventually enter the sea, and an eagle will eventually soar to the heavens.

This mundane town that had confined him for twelve years could no longer hold the passionate young man.

"My lord, the road ahead is long and fraught with peril, and the path to immortality is fraught with danger."

Liu Ruxue spoke softly, with a hint of melancholy:

"Also, be sure to pay attention to your safety when you go out, and don't cause trouble. It's not like home outside, so be more tolerant when things happen. If you're not chosen, come back..." As she spoke, tears streamed down Liu Ruxue's face.

Jiang Fan looked up at the gentle girl before him, her eyes moist, a warmth welling up in his eyes. He gently brushed a strand of hair from her temple and said:

"When I return, I will sweep away all humiliation, protect you for the rest of your life, and revitalize the entire Jiang family."

A few words can be as valuable as gold.

After speaking, Jiang Fan had no more lingering feelings. He turned around and walked out of the small courtyard where he had lived for twelve years.

He stood calmly, his back straight, exuding an unwavering determination.

After passing through layers of corridors and walking down mottled stone steps, I walked out of the Jiang family mansion where I had lived for twelve years, and then boarded the carriage heading to the Taoist sect.

Jiang Fan had not left Wutan City for the past twelve years, and this was the first time he had ever left Wutan City.

The carriage sped along the path, Jiang Fan's body swaying with the uneven ground. Clutching the bundle in his arms, his heart was filled with turmoil. Carrying the expectations of his entire family, he left the place where he had lived for twelve years.