The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

In the council chamber at the highest point of Tianque City, several Heavenly Sovereigns had already arrived.

They are all the leaders of the major powers in the Eastern Region. They usually guard their own territory, and only gather here when there is a really big event.

They were sitting around a round table, their teacups refilled for the third time, but no one had actually taken a few sips.

When Song Tiange pushed open the door and entered, everyone's eyes fell on him.

He walked to the head seat and sat down, without exchanging pleasantries, and went straight to the point.

"Everyone, you must have all received the news about the Puppet Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect."

An elderly man with white hair and beard, sitting on the left, nodded.

His name is Lin Changsheng, and he is one of the top combatants in the Eastern Region.

"I never expected that Kuiyuan could unleash the power of a half-step Emperor Realm expert. Fortunately, he perished in the Primordial Sacred Palace. If he had mastered his divine skills, it wouldn't have been a good thing for our Eastern Region."

The middle-aged woman on the right, dressed in a long black robe, was named Jiyue. She gently waved her folding fan and spoke calmly.

"There's something fishy about that guy named Wang Long. He's at the Saint Realm, yet he can unleash the combat power of a half-step Emperor Realm expert just by activating a secret technique. This can't be explained by the word 'genius' alone."

"Could it be that he inherited the legacy of some great emperor?"

Song Tiange remained silent for a moment, then took out a scroll of portrait from his sleeve and unfolded it on the table.

The figure in the painting has an old face, gray hair and beard, and wears a gray robe; it is Wang Long.

"Look at this person."

Song Tiange pointed her fingertip at the pair of cloudy eyes in the portrait, eyes that held an indescribable and enigmatic quality.

Two months ago, when he won first place in the battle for supremacy, he was only a half-saint. In just a few dozen days, he has broken through to the saint realm.

That's not all; he can also unleash the battle power of a Heavenly Sovereign or even a half-step Emperor while still in the Saint Realm.

"How many geniuses in this world do you think could achieve this?"

A moment of silence fell over the council chamber. The elderly man, with his white hair and beard, stroked his beard and spoke slowly.

"If he's not a genius, then there's only one possibility."

He paused, his gaze falling on Song Tiange's face.

"A powerful being reincarnated!"

The atmosphere in the council chamber froze slightly the moment those four words were uttered.

The woman in the black robe closed her folding fan, her brows furrowing slightly.

"The reincarnation of a powerful being? That's something that only happens in legends. The true reincarnations of powerful beings are all people with great fortune, and the karma behind them is something even we dare not easily touch."

That's precisely why.

Song Tiange's voice was calm yet resolute.

"Reincarnated individuals are most likely to die before they fully awaken, but once they truly grow up, they may become a powerful figure."

"Moreover, given his current rate of growth, you all know better than I what heights he will reach in the future if given more time."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over everyone present.

"What I mean is, this person must be protected; he is the future of our Eastern Region!"

No one refuted.

After a moment of silence, Lin Changqing nodded first.

"I agree. Although the Puppet Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect have been destroyed, the situation in the Eastern Region is not necessarily stable as a result."

"On the contrary, the areas originally guarded by these two major sects have now become power vacuums. If these vacuums are not filled in time, they may trigger a chain reaction. With Wang Long here, at least he can stabilize the area around the Primordial Holy Palace."

Jiyue reopened the folding fan and gently shook it.

"The Primordial Holy Palace originally only had two Heavenly Sovereigns, but now it has added Wang Long as a trump card. Although his power is not constant, it is enough to deter villains at critical moments."

"The Eastern Region needs a strong leader who can keep things under control. If Wang Long can truly grow stronger, it will be a good thing for all of us."

After listening to everyone's words, Song Tiange nodded slightly.

He put away the scroll of portrait, tapped his fingertips lightly on the paper, and then stood up.

"Then it's settled. From this day forward, Tianque City will secretly protect Wang Long and the Primordial Holy Palace. Before he truly matures, any foreign forces that wish to harm him will first have to get past Tianque City."

Everyone in the council chamber nodded in agreement, with no further objections.

Song Tiange sat down again, but did not immediately adjourn the meeting. Instead, he changed the subject and his tone became more serious.

"Let's put aside the matters of the Puppet Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect for now. There's another, more important matter I have gathered you all here to discuss today."

He took out a Heavenly Stone that shimmered with a pale golden light from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

The Heavenly Stone was slightly larger than usual, but the luster on its surface was somewhat dull, as if something was eroding its spirituality from within.

"In the past month, the seal has become increasingly loose. This is not just a matter for Tianque City, but a major event concerning the entire Eastern Region."

Lin Changsheng frowned.

"The intervals between beast tides are indeed shortening; what used to be a century ago is now trending towards earlier periods."

"If the seal is broken, Tianque City will be the first to suffer."

Ji Yue closed her folding fan, her expression somber.

"The beast tide occurs once every hundred years, and countless powerful figures perish each time. In the past, the Puppet Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect would also contribute their personnel and resources, but now that both of these sects have been destroyed, how will the gap be filled?"

Song Tiange remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

"This is the next thing I want to talk about. The destruction of the Puppet Spirit Sect and the Heavenly Evolution Sect did leave a gap in the power of the Eastern Region, but the appearance of Wang Long has, in a sense, offset this loss. If he grows up, he will be more valuable than Kui Yuan and Zheng Yuan combined."

"This year's 'Battle of the Ten Thousand Dynasties' has brought out more Heavenly Stones than in previous years. Repairing the seal is urgent; at least before the next beast tide arrives, the great formation must be restored to more than 70% of its effectiveness."

The people in the council chamber had different expressions, but none of them raised any further objections.

The night wind blew across the eaves of the highest point of Tianque City, making the windowpane creak softly.

Song Tiange gazed out the window at the outline of the city shrouded in moonlight, his eyes deep and his voice barely audible.

"The beast tide... is getting closer."

The victory banquet at the Primordial Holy Palace continued until the first light of dawn appeared on the horizon.

When the last jar of spirit fruit wine was brought up, the campfire had already burned to dark red embers, and most of the disciples sitting around the fire were gone.

Some were helped back to their lodgings by their fellow disciples, while others simply lay down on the edge of the table and fell asleep, still clutching half a piece of osmanthus cake in their hands.

Ye Wushuang sat on the stone steps a few steps away, her skirt spread out on the blue bricks, holding a cup of tea that had gone cold, but she didn't drink it.

She stared at the last flickering flame in the embers of the campfire, remaining silent for a long time before finally looking up at Wang Long, her voice very soft.

"Wang Long, in that battle just now, the aura emanating from you... didn't seem like a simple secret technique."

Wang Long paused slightly in his hand holding the wine glass, turned his head, and met Ye Wushuang's cold eyes.

"I can sense that a very ancient power has appeared within you."

Ye Wushuang's voice was calm, as if she were stating something very ordinary.

"Although it was very faint, that aura was completely different from Kui Yuan's Puppet Spirit True Qi and Tianyan Sect's Profound Heaven Technique. It was more like... a primordial power?"

Wang Long remained silent for a moment, neither denying nor elaborating, but simply smiled and put down his wine glass.

"Palace Master Ye has a keen eye; I have indeed had some fortuitous encounters."

Seeing his honesty, Ye Wushuang didn't press him further. She simply nodded slightly, picked up the cup of cool tea, and took a sip.

"Since you don't want to say more, then I won't. I'll just remind you that although that power is strong, your cultivation level is not yet high enough. If you can't control it properly, you're more likely to be devoured by it. Just keep that in mind."