Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

"You want to escape? Where do you think you're going?"

With a thunderous boom, Li Tianyi appeared in the sky above. His aura surged as the power of twenty-three ancestors coursed through him. Ancient secret arts of the Azure Cloud Pavilion were unleashed, and a formation disc of the Hexa-Ren Divine Calculation rose into the air, completely enveloping this area!

"As the Prince of Azure Cloud region, you disregarded the lives of the common people. How can a beast like you be allowed to live? How can the spirits of the deceased Yu Xian, the disciples of the perished Lumina Sect(Ch 264), and all the citizens of Azure Cloud region who died in the war rest in peace?!?"

This was the roaring of the twenty-three ancestors!

They could no longer tolerate it; they had long desired to personally obliterate Feng Qingyang, and now, they finally had their chance!

'Thud!'

Feng Qingyang also used an Earth-grade technique, but against the combined might of the many Azure Cloud Pavilion ancestors, he was instantly struck down.

But this single blow did not critically wound Feng Qingyang. The scoundrel was actually at the mid-Nascent Soul stage, and he still intended to flee!

But suddenly.

His expression changed drastically. Something stirred within Li Tianyi's robes, and a spirit tablet appeared before him!

[You are upgrading the skill 'Ancestor's Raging Fury'. Do you wish to upgrade it to Lv.3?]

[Upgrade!]

[You have spent 500,000 incense points to upgrade 'Ancestor's Raging Fury' to 'Ancestor's Thunderous Rage'!]

[Do you wish to upgrade the skill 'Ancestor's Thunderous Rage'?]

[Upgrade!]

[Family Will consumed: 10!]

[You have acquired the Lv.4 skill — Ancestor's Heavenly Punishment!]

'Boom!'

Suddenly, tribulation clouds gathered in the sky, striking the ancestral tablet with the Power of Heaven and Earth!

"Wh-what is this?!?" Feng Qingyang's face was filled with terror.

He could feel a portion of the power of a heavenly tribulation emanating from the ancestral tablet!

Before the screen, Li Wei grinned. He viciously moved the ancestral spirit tablet, and beside the tablet, a name shockingly appeared — [Feng Qingyang]!

"This is my long-dormant and very hungry tablet, you bastard!"

For many years, he had seldom used the ancestral spirit tablet.

Because the Lv.3 skill used his own spiritual power, and it required a descendant, it was less effective than having his true body descend.

But now it was different!

The Lv.4 [Ancestor's Heavenly Punishment] was highly effective, and it conserved more Family Will than his personal descent!

[Do you wish to consume 1 point of Family Will to use Ancestor's Heavenly Punishment?]

[Ancestor's Heavenly Punishment: Your spirit tablet contains the Power of Heaven and Earth, possessing a portion of Heavenly Tribulation power. For every 100 descendants, your spirit tablet can store one additional Nascent Soul stage lightning tribulation. Each Nascent Soul stage lightning tribulation will consume more Family Will!]

[Your ancestral spirit tablet currently holds one Nascent Soul stage lightning tribulation!]

Li Wei's eyes gleamed. He could use this skill thanks to Li Tianniu.

That fellow had been secretly having children within the family, and now his branch alone had over fifty children!

"Strike, my tablet! Unleash the lightning!"

Li Wei's spirit tablet, carrying the power of thunder, traced an arc of lightning across the sky, and the air crackled with explosive pops.

Feng Qingyang was caught off guard and blasted away by the lightning!

"Feng Qingyang, struck by the ancestor's... lightning?" Outside the Prince's Mansion, watching Feng Qingyang fall from the sky, barely managing to stabilize himself and resist the ancestral tablet, Li Yunbing revealed a look of certainty. "The ancestor is truly a divine being!"

"...."

Although it was Feng Qingyang who had been struck by lightning, Li Tianyi, who had just repelled him, stood frozen as if he had been struck. The ancestors within his body were in an uproar.

"Tianyi, where did your family get this tablet? It can even control lightning tribulations? You've been carrying it around for so long, how come we never sensed it?"

"Don't get close... We're just souls. Lightning tribulations don't discriminate. If we get caught in it, we're all finished!"

"Wait, there are no tribulation clouds, no heavenly punishment. This is targeted at Feng Qingyang."

"...."

But soon, Li Tianyi came to his senses. Li Yunbing's voice rang in his ears, "You little brat, what are you standing there for? If you let Feng Qingyang escape, the ancestor will strike you down!"

Li Tianyi's expression changed, and he quickly joined the battle.

Within the Feng family estate, Feng Chunlin, covered in wounds, reappeared. The two of them, plus the spirit tablet, fought fiercely against Feng Qingyang!

.....

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

'Thud!'

The spirit tablet returned to normal and fell into Li Tianyi's hand. Feng Chunlin stood staggering, and at his feet lay Feng Qingyang!

At this moment, Feng Qingyang's Nascent Soul was damaged, he was completely devoid of spiritual power, and he lay helplessly on the ground. His life force was fading inch by inch, and he gazed despairingly at the sky above the Prince's Mansion.

The entire Prince's Mansion was deserted. None of the guards, retainers, or clansmen he had relied upon came to his aid.

He even saw the only remaining Feng family ancestor, who was left to watch over the estate. He took one look and then left with a long sigh.

Immediately afterward, footsteps sounded.

Li Kuangtu, Feng Mi, Li Changsheng, and Li Changyao approached.

His son, daughter, son-in-law, and two grandchildren all looked down at him from above, their eyes devoid of pity, filled only with immeasurable hatred.

"I... Everything I did was for the Feng family! Chunlin, I raised you since you were a child; you should understand me."

"Mi'er, I've cherished you since you were little. You must remember that, right?"

"Kuangren, that day, I acknowledged you as a true man and entrusted Mi'er to you. You should be grateful to me."

"And Changsheng, Changyao, you are both my good grandchildren. Changsheng, I even gave you the Human Emperor's blood. Changyao, I only wanted you to have the best life, that's why I arranged for you to marry into a family of equal status!"

"...."

Even at this moment, Feng Qingyang still struggled, He even knew that he had been abandoned by all, yet he still refused to give up hope!

In the distance, Li Yunbing walked up to Li Tianyi and shook his head at Li Tianyi, who looked like he wanted to intervene. "This is their family matter. The ancestor is protecting them. Let them resolve it themselves. It's not appropriate for us to interfere."

"Alright."

Li Tianyi nodded, half-understanding. He followed Li Yunbing away, but after only a few steps, he regretted it. The second Uncle was tricking him again! "Tianyi, you are the Pavilion Master of Azure Cloud region. Have you ever thought about leveraging the prestige Azure Cloud Pavilion has built up over hundreds of thousands of years to gradually swallow up all the major powers in the Azure Cloud region...?"

Behind them.

Feng Qingyang was still trying to justify himself under the complicated gazes of his family, the alarm in his eyes growing even more intense.

He had spent his entire life sitting on the lofty throne of the Prince's Mansion, never having been so wretched, never having begged so desperately. He had schemed his entire life, but he had never foreseen this day.

"Everything I did was for our family, so that our family could continue in Azure Cloud region for another hundred thousand years, even a million years! Only in this way could I let you all share everything with me; our entire family could reach the Deity Transformation stage, and we could spend countless years together..."

Feng Qingyang pleaded, and his face lit up with hope. Feng Chunlin took out a medicinal pill, one that could restore a Nascent Soul!

"Give it to me, good child. If your father survives, all of Azure Cloud region, even the Azure Dynasty, will be yours!"

But his gaze quickly turned to despair. Right in front of him, Feng Chunlin swallowed the life-saving pill!

"You've lied to me for hundreds of years, and you're still trying to lie to me now? You've never treated us as a family! Every single one of us was just a tool for you to use!"

Blood welled up from Feng Qingyang's mouth.

Feng Mi looked at him with pity. "How long will you continue to harm us?!?"

Li Changsheng, a man of few words, watched in silence.

The Prince's Mansion was bathed in bright sunlight.

The five family members stood around Feng Qingyang, watching him die in silence.

The warm sunlight seemed to dispel the shadow that Feng Qingyang had cast over their family for so many years.

When the servants finally arrived, they only saw Feng Qingyang staring up at the sky, dead but with eyes wide open. His gaze was filled with a mixture of despairing fear and unwillingness to accept his fate.

'Click, clack.'

Only Feng Chunlin remained, sitting silently beside the chessboard, continuing the game.

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