Chapter 848: Chapter 22: Overcast to Light Rain! The Peak Battle of Great Celestial Pride

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If it were just that, it would be alright, but that’s not all.

The key point is that even after being stepped on, Qianqiu was still struggling mightily and spewing trash talk: "You kid with the last name Wu, hurry up and let your Uncle go. I’m doing this for your own good, when it comes to picking up girls, listening to me is never wrong." It struggled desperately under Wu Zhixing’s foot, like a fish out of water.

This scene left everyone at the venue dumbfounded.

Those present were all people of high status in Gui Long City. Even if they had never seen a Divine Power Spirit Treasure, they certainly had heard of it, and at the very least, they held a deep respect and admiration for such treasures. Who wouldn’t dream of having a talking Divine Power Spirit Treasure?

But what kind of thing is this? Is this a sword, or a rascal? For a moment, it broke the common perception of Divine Power Spirit Treasures.

Standing on the edge of the arena, Wu Xue Ning, who was prepared to cheer for her obedient grandson, was also flabbergasted. She glanced around awkwardly and took a few steps back as if trying to distance herself from Wu Zhixing.

She was mumbling to herself, although she had asked Great-Grandfather for a talking sword, this talking sword was too shameless... Thankfully, it’s not her Divine Power Spirit Treasure, or how could she live with it?

"Shut up."

Wu Zhixing’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot, embarrassed enough to almost flee the arena.

He ground his foot into "Qianqiu" with force and angrily said, "If you dare spout nonsense again, I’ll wipe you out."

Even a clay figure has some fire. Although Wu Zhixing had a more laid-back personality, Qianqiu had provoked him to the point of fury.

Recently, "Qianqiu," while he was cultivating, had been nagging incessantly, but to do so in front of everyone was just too embarrassing.

"Hmph, shut up, fine. You’ll beg me someday." Under the threat of being wiped out, Qianqiu finally quieted down a bit, but still wouldn’t stop talking.

"Miss Liyao, I’m really sorry." Wu Zhixing blushed with embarrassment, chose to ignore it, and quickly apologized to Wang Liyao, "This sword of mine is just too..."

He couldn’t even bring himself to say the word "perverted" in front of Wang Liyao, who seemed like a goddess descending from heaven!

"No worries." The corners of Wang Liyao’s lips twitched slightly under her veil, and she said in a graceful voice, "Junior Prince, you can slowly discipline it later. Liyao also thanks Junior Prince for the honor of accepting my challenge."

As the two faced off in the arena, all eyes and attention in the White Cloud Tower naturally focused on them.

In the best few elegant seats,

the atmosphere heated up instantly.

An elderly man, with a white beard, wearing a four-clawed golden dragon brocade robe and a purple gold crown, looked at the situation in the arena and sneered, "Celestial River Old Ghost, I didn’t expect you’d have such dumb luck. You managed to find a Great Celestial Pride in that remote corner of Longzuo County."

"Hehe~"

In another elegant seat, Celestial River Zhenren was surprisingly present.

He was clearly dressed for the occasion, wearing a plain white robe, exuding an aura like an immortal descending to the mortal world, yet when he spoke, it was directly insulting: "Wu Dexin, even after hundreds of years, you’re still the same as when you were young—lacking virtue and behavior, without any progress. Longzuo County is a newly established county, how many noble family descendants have devoted their lives to it, contributing to Daqian’s rise? How did it become a remote corner in your words?"

"The sustenance you enjoy every year as a prince of Daqian also partly comes from the offerings of the tens of millions of people in Longzuo County. Don’t bite the hand that feeds you."

Prince Dexin’s face darkened slightly: "Is that what I meant? We princes of Daqian, which one of us hasn’t been on the battlefield killing enemies and protecting the country? How many princes have died on the battlefield in the seven or eight thousand years since the establishment of the country?"

"Heh, as if we of the Saint Land lineage do nothing but eat plain rice." Celestial River Zhenren scoffed, "We of the Saint Land also have the responsibility to protect the nation and educate all people. Do you think our predecessors of the Nine Sacred Veins have sacrificed any less?"

Prince Dexin and Celestial River Zhenren, in their youth, represented the Imperial Family and the Saint Land respectively.

For the Great Celestial Prides of these two veins, if they got along, they naturally became brothers, sisters, or friends. But if they didn’t see eye to eye, various feuds would naturally arise.

There is no doubt, these two didn’t get along in their youth, or there was an irreconcilable conflict.

"Brother Celestial River, today is the final duel between Yaoo’Er and Wu Zhixing; let’s focus on the duel and stop arguing."

In the same elegant seat as Celestial River, there was another distinguished-looking, imposing elder in a brocade robe. Seeing that the two were about to start arguing again, he couldn’t help but speak to mediate.

"Alright, let’s give Duke Dingguo some face." Celestial River Zhenren said straightforwardly.

This elderly man in the brocade robe was in fact the Divine Skill Ancestor of the Third-Grade Noble Family of Daqian Wang Family—Duke Dingguo.

The title of Duke Dingguo was bestowed upon the Wang Family by the first Great Emperor at the founding of the nation, an incomparable honor. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

The duke’s position is on par with the prince, receiving the same annual sustenance, and doesn’t require merit on the battlefield to be hereditary. However, the Daqian Wang Family only holds one duke title, so if multiple Divine Power Realm members exist simultaneously, only one can inherit the duke title.

Currently, Daqian Wang Family only has one Divine Power Realm Ancestor, so the Duke Dingguo position naturally went to him. In the next generation, the Duke Dingguo title is likely to fall to the current Divine Seed—Wang Zhouhui.