45: Chapter 45 Even an Uncle Has an Imperial Weapon?

"It is the spirit of the emperor monument..." Seeing this, Jiang Daoran in the air felt a surge of joy in his heart and immediately stepped forward to bow in salute.

"Greetings, Monument Ancestor!" Jiang Daoran saluted.

"Greetings, Monument Ancestor!" Grand Elder Jiang Yuyang and the other six Elders also saluted.

"Greetings, Monument Ancestor!" Nearby, all the Cultivators of the Jiang Clan bowed in salute.

The tianyang emperor monument was left behind by an ancient Great Emperor of the Jiang Clan.

Although there was no Bloodline relationship.

In the eyes of the Jiang Clan disciples, it was no different from their own Old Ancestor, hence they all respectfully referred to it as the Emperor Ancestor.

"Greetings, Monument Ancestor!"

Empress Qinghong and the suddenly appearing Quasi-Emperor Bayang also bowed in salute.

The spirit of the tianyang emperor monument nodded slightly, signaling everyone to rise. Immediately afterward, it glanced at Empress Qinghong.

Its eyes carried a hint of deterrence.

Empress Qinghong felt a chill in her heart and hurriedly said, "This Junior merely saw that this youngster was arrogant and wanted to let him know the immensity of heaven and earth; I did not truly intend to harm him."

She truly only wanted to test Xie Wushang's foundation and had no intention of dealing a ruthless blow.

"Let him know the immensity of heaven and earth?" The spirit of the tianyang emperor monument looked at Empress Qinghong, a strange smile appearing at the corner of its mouth.

Afterward, it looked at Xie Wushang.

"There is imperial might brewing within this youngster... If not for this emperor taking action... Qinghong, this lass, would likely be in misfortune."

The spirit of the monument whispered.

Just moments before, it had abruptly sensed the aura of an emperor weapon within Xie Wushang's body, so it immediately took action to stop the matter.

Otherwise, if an emperor weapon were to strike, with the slightest mishap, who knew how many mountains of the Jiang Clan would be leveled.

And how many clansmen would be affected.

The consequences would be unimaginable.

While the spirit of the monument was taking action, in another Forbidden Ground of the Jiang Clan, the tianyang emperor bead also manifested, and its spirit probed over with Divine Thought.

"This lass actually dares to make a move against the Young Lord?" The tianyang emperor bead whispered.

"Since Brother Monument has already acted, there is no need for me to show myself. Otherwise, attracting attention and exposing the Young Lord's identity would not be good."

The spirit of the tianyang emperor bead quietly watched over Emperor Stele Valley.

"What kind of expression is that from Monument Ancestor? It seems filled with disdain toward me? Could I really fail to discipline a mere youngster?"

Seeing Monument Ancestor look at her with such a strange expression and a tone carrying a hint of playful amusement, Empress Qinghong felt quite upset.

Monument Ancestor's expression was clearly saying that she was the one who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth!

"Could Jiang Wushang have another trump card?"

"Yet he is only at the Third Realm cultivation... Even if he wields an emperor weapon, he cannot unleash much of its power."

"Besides, an emperor weapon... What kind of supreme treasure is that? Even this emperor was unable to wield one, how could he possibly have one on his person?"

"At most, it is a quasi-emperor weapon left behind by Jiang Tianxing!"

Empress Qinghong's thoughts were in a turmoil, but she ultimately believed that if she made a move, she could capture Xie Wushang with a flick of her hand.

Jiang Tianxing was indeed a legendary figure; in terms of stunning talent, he surpassed even her, Empress Qinghong.

Yet in the end, he was only a Quasi-Emperor.

How could he possibly be so generous as to leave an emperor weapon for his son?

Precisely because of this, Empress Qinghong dared to speak out and teach Xie Wushang a lesson in how to behave.

But now that Monument Ancestor had stepped forward, it was not appropriate for her to say much more, lest she slight the former's Face.

At this moment, Monument Ancestor looked toward Xie Wushang, seemingly wanting to see right through him.

At this moment, the aura of the tianyang halberd within Xie Wushang's body was restrained.

"The imperial might has vanished... However, that aura is somewhat familiar; it should be an emperor weapon of my Jiang Clan." Monument Ancestor pondered inwardly.

"Since it is an emperor weapon of the Jiang Clan... the little fellow should be fine, and I have no need to disturb them." Its thoughts fluctuated.

Since the spirit of that emperor weapon had not manifested, there must be a reason for it. If it were to rashly disturb them, it would instead be unseemly.

"Little fellow, this is the Jiang Clan. If you truly make a great fuss, the ones injured in the end will still be the disciples of my Jiang Clan. You should deliberate carefully in the future."

Monument Ancestor withdrew its thoughts and said with a smile.

"This Junior has been instructed." Xie Wushang saluted and said.

"What does Monument Ancestor mean by those words? Does Wushang have the means to contend with a Quasi-Emperor?" Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

"How could that be? He is only at the Third Realm; how could he contend with a Quasi-Emperor?" the Second Elder said.

"Presumably Tianxing gave him a means to preserve his life!" the Grand Elder stroked his beard and said.

"Fifty years ago, Tianxing already stepped into the Quasi-Emperor Realm and entered the Outer Realm Battlefield. Presumably, his cultivation has also improved significantly."

The Third Elder said.

The seven Elders nodded slightly.

Jiang Tianxing was the youngest Quasi-Emperor of the Jiang Imperial Clan in ten thousand years.

His cultivation speed was so fast that even the Old Ancestor who attained the Dao and the fruit of a Great Emperor six thousand years ago could not compare to him.

No one could know how much Jiang Tianxing's strength had improved during those years he entered the Outer Realm Battlefield.

Or what means he left behind for his own son.

"When Tianxing brought Wushang back... what was his cultivation?" Jiang Daoran pondered inwardly, filled with curiosity.

He secretly looked toward Xie Wushang.

From the way his grandson before him remained completely calm even in the Face of Monument Ancestor, it was clear that he had seen the world and had something to rely on.

"It's a pity... he never came to see me." Jiang Daoran let out a long sigh, his heart aching with bitterness; his son had returned, yet had not come to see him.

Instead, he had given his grandson to the Xie family to raise.

"It is this old man's incompetence!" His Face was bitter as he looked toward Xie Wushang, yet he forced a slight smile.

"Fortunately, Wushang is well and has even given birth to a few children." His expression turned relieved, and a kind smile appeared in his eyes.

"Daddy is truly amazing, actually not even afraid of a Quasi-Emperor?" In Xie Wushang's arms, Jiang Ruoxi blinked her gem-like eyes as she looked up at her daddy. Her heart was filled with joy and excitement, and when she looked at her daddy, her Face was full of adoration.

Just moments before, the Quasi-Emperor had struck, their pressure overwhelming mountains and rivers.

Jiang Ruoxi's heart trembled, feeling somewhat flustered.

Even though she wielded a quasi-emperor weapon and considered herself fearless of others, when facing a true Quasi-Emperor, she finally understood the gap between them.

Just as Jiang Ruoxi was preparing to unleash her trump card, the tianyang emperor monument made a move.

Afterwards, she also discovered that her daddy seemed quite calm from beginning to end.

Facing the Quasi-Emperor's pressure, he had not even retreated a single step.

This was clearly something an ordinary person could not accomplish.

"Could it be... Daddy also has a trump card?" Jiang Ruoxi pinched her chin with her small hand, deep in thought, looking just like an adult.

"Uncle Wushang was standing right beneath the Quasi-Emperor's pressure just now, yet he remained unshaken... What kind of trump card does he... actually have?"

Jiang Nianyun's gaze was like a torch as she looked toward Xie Wushang, seemingly wanting to see right through the latter.

The disdain she felt during their first meeting toward this Third Realm uncle had long since vanished into thin air.

Replaced instead by curiosity.

She wanted to peel away the layers of mist shrouding this uncle one by one.

"He is truly a figure; just now, I sensed the aura of an emperor weapon from him." In Jiang Nianyang's Sea of Consciousness, the voice of the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror sounded. At this moment, its attitude toward Xie Wushang also shifted, and its tone carried a hint of vigilance.

"An emperor weapon..." Jiang Nianyang wore a look of astonishment, but quickly became relieved. When he looked at Xie Wushang, he returned to calm.

"No wonder. I was saying that Uncle Wushang has always been completely calm; turns out he also has an emperor weapon to rely on."

He himself possessed an emperor weapon, and thus remained completely calm when encountering oppression from ordinary Cultivators.

Therefore, he felt a deep resonance regarding Xie Wushang's mindset.

"The aura of his emperor weapon is somewhat familiar," said the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror.

"Familiar?" Jiang Nianyang wore a look of surprise.

"It might be one of my Revered Master's emperor weapons!" the tianyang treasure mirror said.

"Wouldn't that be your brother, Revered Master?" Jiang Nianyang said.

"In the past, we were brothers... Now... we're likely competitors!" the tianyang treasure mirror said with some headache.