Henyee Translations

  Henyee Translations

  It was not impossible for her to assist the eldest young master in taking control of the entire talisman patrician family, leading them to the pinnacle of the Divine Province in the future.

  The white-haired elder was fervid upon thinking about this.

  He was seemingly already witnessing the talisman patrician family ascending to the pinnacle of life.

  The present talisman patrician family was neither at the head nor tail of the Divine Province’s six great patrician families, merely ranking third or fourth.

  Let alone the Qin Clan of the Divine Province, whose position as the head of the six great patrician families was unshakeable, they were not even a match for the second-ranked Duan Clan, the concealed weapons patrician family.

  But if their clan could produce a young prodigy like Qiao Mu, then it was hard to say what their future development would be like!

  Qiao Mu removed the defensive boundary and gave those two body cultivators an apathetic look. “Throw them out.”


  “Yes!” The group of Qiao Family servants merrily swarmed up and dragged out those two body cultivators like dead swine while also bestowing them with kicks and punches. They only settled down when they had tossed them out far away.

  A single notion surfaced in the hearts of all the people in the Qiao Family:

  Mu Jingrui gave Qiao Mu a deep gaze before chuckling, “The crown prince consort’s abilities are truly eye-opening.”


  Qiao Mu snubbed him and turned to tell the dumbstruck Second Uncle Qiao, “Second Uncle Qiao, it’s all fine now! Ask everyone to take their seats.”


  “Right, right, right. Please, take your seats, take your seats.”


  Mo Lian gave his wifey’s hand a squeeze before following Qiao Zhongbang and the rest to the other side.

  While on this side with the womenfolk, Wei Ziqin arranged for everyone to take their seats.

  Everyone was a bit listless after such a commotion. Luckily, nothing else happened during the feast, so both the guests and hosts were able to thoroughly enjoy themselves during this meal.

  After glancing at Pu Ruolan, Qiao Mu sent Qiao Lin a look.

  Xiao Lin’er promptly understood and held Pu Ruolan’s arm intimately, “Older Cousin, don’t be unhappy. There’s no reason for you to be in a bad mood because of a despicable man like that. Oh right, Older Cousin, what is your current cultivation.”


  “I…… don’t have high potential, so I have been fluctuating around level-five mystic cultivation.”


  “So what, I am but a level-six mystic cultivator and have only just brushed the level-seven mystic cultivator barrier. I have no idea when I can break through.”


  Pu Ruolan’s crestfallen mood couldn’t help turning better after her younger cousin’s banter, and she disagreed with a smile, “Little Sis, you are still young. Being able to break through to become a level-seven mystic cultivator at your age means you have incredible talent and potential.”


  “But of course.” Xiao Lin’er giggled as she held Pu Ruolan’s hand and said, “Older Cousin, we might as well exchange our experiences in cultivating when we have time. Who knows, it might be of use to both of us.”


  “That’s a good idea.” Pu Ruolan knew that her younger cousin was deliberately changing the topic to cheer her up.

  Her heart involuntarily softened as she contemplated, and then she turned to the little stoic who was sitting beside them and eating with her chopsticks. She said with a close-lipped smile, “Younger Cousin, just now…… I’ve troubled you.”


  The little stoic’s grip on her chopsticks froze before she shook her head with a straight face. “It’s no trouble. It’s boring to idle about anyways.”


  Wei Ziqin nearly choked on her daughter’s words.

  Qiao Mu kept eating with her chopsticks. Suddenly, a huge egg jumped out from her inner world and screeched, “Woman! Quick, quickly! I can smell the scent of black spirit jade!”