93: Chapter 93 Trying to fool this bird? Wishful thinking! The Wang family's conspiracy exposed.

"Ninth Uncle, that bird seems to have discovered us?" Wang Peng said with a worried expression.

"Don't worry. The Law of my Void Realm beast rug forms its own domain, which even Saint Kings cannot see through. How could a mere bird discover us?" Wang Qiming said calmly.

"No, Jiang Wushang is also looking over. Things are looking bad!" Wang Peng said.

As he spoke, he already noticed Xie Wushang looking over, with a Dharma Eye manifesting between his brows.

"We really have been discovered." Wang Qiming was surprised in his heart, but after seeing Xie Wushang's gaze, his heart turned cold.

"It's over, this Xie Wushang is a Great Saint!" Wang Peng looked nervous.

"Don't panic, we've only been discovered. If he asks, we will just say we came to search for supreme treasures," Wang Qiming said.

"After all, on the surface, our Wang Clan and the Jiang Clan are allies." He quickly regained his composure.

"Mn!" Wang Peng nodded and was no longer flustered. With a flicker of his gaze, he looked ahead.

He saw Xie Wushang stride out in the Void Realm ahead. With a single step spanning tens of thousands of meters, ripples of Law surged before him.

A spacetime channel manifested, and with every stride, he seemed to be traversing the Void Realm.

Jiang Mo, Jiang Xun, and the others followed through the Void Realm.

In just nine steps, Xie Wushang appeared in the air above the peak where Wang Qiming, Wang Peng, and the others were hiding.

He looked at Wang Qiming and Wang Peng, stopping his body.

Wang Qiming and Wang Peng wore awkward expressions. "He really came for us."

Immediately, he withdrew the Void Realm Law and manifested on the mountain peak.

"Wang Clan's Saint, Wang Qiming!" Seeing this, Jiang Xun looked surprised.

He frequently traveled outside, had a wide circle of friends, and had met Wang Qiming a few times.

"The Wang Clan..." Jiang Mo's gaze sank.

Afterwards, Jiang Mo let out a cold snort. "Fellow Daoist Wang, what is the meaning of you sneaking and hiding here?"

With the Young Lord venturing out for the first time, people from the Wang Clan were keeping watch nearby, making it hard for Jiang Mo not to associate this with Jiang Tianxing of the past.

He feared the Wang Clan harbored ill intentions this time as well, having set their sights on the Young Lord's Legacy imperial blood.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Jiang Xun, trust you have been well since we last met." Wang Qiming cupped his hands in greeting toward Jiang Xun, Xie Wushang, and the others.

"What a coincidence! Are you all also here searching for Opportunity?"

He wore a smiling expression, pretending it was a chance encounter.

"Coincidence?" Jiang Mo's gaze turned cold and sharp, then he swept his senses in all directions, guarding against any Great Saint-Grade powerhouses lurking nearby.

"This Jiang Wushang's Qi is unfathomable, and he has truly reached the Great Saint Realm. There are also two Saints by his side... I wonder if Commander Chaoyang can capture him. If we cannot succeed in a single blow, once the Jiang Clan's reinforcements arrive, things will become difficult to handle!"

Wang Qiming thought to himself.

"Furthermore, he has already entered the Great Saint Realm... If we truly move against him, the Jiang Clan likely will not let the matter rest, and we won't be able to settle it as easily as we did against Jiang Tianxing last time. However, if we do not capture this kid, one day he will definitely be able to attain the Dao and become a Great Emperor."

"In that case, if our Wang Clan wants to rise and replace the Jiang Clan, we will likely have to exert much more effort."

Wang Qiming was caught in a dilemma. As he whispered inwardly, his gaze secretly turned toward Xie Wushang, making his head ache.

If the opponent were merely an eighth-realm Cultivator, even if they captured him, the Jiang Clan wouldn't say much.

After all, they still needed his imperial blood to treat Jiang Yaoyang.

The Wang Clan's people could completely shift the blame, saying everything was for the sake of the Jiang Clan.

But now...

You crippled a Great Saint...

To save a half-step Saint?

And you say it's for the good of the Jiang Clan?

Who would believe that!

"Aiya, Master, this old sixth... is extraordinary! He has already notified the Wang Clan's Great Saint to come and capture you."

Just as Wang Qiming was muttering in his heart, the Holy Spirit Bird on Xie Wushang's shoulder instantly bristled, the colorful feathers on its head standing on end.

Its gaze condensed, and it looked at Wang Qiming with a hostile expression before looking at Xie Wushang and speaking.

"This bird... how does this bird know what I am thinking in my heart?" As soon as these words came out, Wang Qiming's heart shuddered.

"This... this?" Wang Peng's heart also skipped a beat, and he looked at Wang Qiming.

It was as if he was saying, how did this bird know we notified the Great Saint in our clan?

"It's most likely bluffing," Wang Qiming transmitted his voice.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoists, you must not listen to this bird's nonsense. Our Wang Clan and the Jiang Clan share the same breath and branch, and we have been intermarrying for tens of thousands of years... How could I possibly disrespect the Divine Son of Jiang?" Wang Qiming straightened his expression, put on a fake smile, and cupped his hands.

"Over the years, in order to stabilize the Jiang Clan, our Wang Clan has continuously intermarried with them... solely to accumulate strength, and when the time is ripe, replace them. However, even within our Wang Clan, only a few high-ranking members know about this matter, and those women married outside are completely unaware."

"Presumably, the Jiang Clan does not know either."

Wang Qiming thought to himself.

In this way, their true ambition would not be exposed by the Wang Clan women married into the Jiang Clan.

"Hmph, you can know a person's face but not their heart," the Holy Spirit Bird said. "What intermarriage? It's merely your Wang Clan trying to lull the Jiang Clan into complacency."

"You have long since silently accumulated strength, waiting for a good Opportunity to wipe out the Jiang Clan in one fell swoop and replace them." The Holy Spirit Bird cast a sidelong glance at Wang Qiming. "Little fellow, with just these puny tricks of yours, you actually wanted to hide it from this bird's Divine Ability. Overestimating your capabilities."

"This... how does this bird know what I am thinking?" Wang Qiming's face turned ashen.

He looked at the Holy Spirit Bird, his mouth feeling as if he had swallowed a fly.

"What! The Wang Clan is secretly accumulating strength, wanting to destroy our Jiang Clan and replace us?"

Hearing this, Jiang Xun and the two quasi-Saints both flashed their gazes, their eyes revealing expressions of disbelief.

At the same time, they were also filled with vigilance.

In the past, they naturally wouldn't have put the Wang Clan in their eyes.

But right now, thirty thousand years ago, two Great Emperors of the Jiang Clan had fallen, and another Great Emperor was severely injured.

The remaining Great Emperor, Jiang Canghai, was also nearing the end of his Lifespan.

The newly promoted Great Emperor, Jiang Xinghe, was guarding Outer Space and found it difficult to attend to the Jiang Clan's ancestral grounds.

Within the Jiang Clan, there was actually only that Great Emperor who had been in closed-door seclusion healing wounds for thirty thousand years.

Now, they feared his Lifespan was also nearing its end.

If the Wang Clan truly wanted to replace them and launched a surprise attack on the Jiang Clan, it would truly bring an unimaginable disaster to the Jiang Clan.

"The Wang Clan..." Jiang Mo's gaze sank. He looked at Wang Qiming, his gaze like a blade, as if he wanted to see right through the latter.

"A misunderstanding! Fellow Daoists, it's a misunderstanding! Our Wang Clan is merely a minor imperial clan, how could we dare to defy the Jiang Clan?"

"You are the heavenly emperor clan! With a heavenly emperor weapon in hand... who would dare to contend with your edge?" Wang Qiming said hurriedly.

Initially, Jiang Mo and Jiang Xun's gazes contracted and relaxed somewhat.

But in just a split second, they were once again filled with solemnity.

Thirty thousand years ago, an imperial clan had carried a heavenly emperor weapon to attack the Jiang Clan.

In that battle, if not for the two Great Emperors sparing no effort to burn their Great Emperor Origin and unleash the heavenly emperor weapon to fend off the enemy, the Jiang Clan would have almost been wiped out.

Even so, it caused the Jiang Clan to gradually decline.

Seeing that the Jiang Clan members' suspicions had arisen, Wang Qiming knitted his brows, gritted his teeth in secret, and looked at the Holy Spirit Bird.

"Dammit, how can this bird know what I am thinking?" Wang Qiming thought to himself. "If the grand plan of our clan is ruined because of this, it won't be good. However, it doesn't matter. The Jiang Clan now only has three Great Emperors... there's no need to scruple."

Thinking up to this point, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Of the Jiang Clan's three Great Emperors, two were nearing the end of their Lifespan.

The remaining one was in Outer Space and not worth worrying about.

"Grand plan? Motherfucker, this Wang Clan really wants to exterminate the Jiang Clan. Master, in my opinion, let's directly wipe out this old fellow. A mere Wang Clan dares to defy your Family, simply courting death!" The Holy Spirit Bird quietly used its Mind Reading, listening clearly to what Wang Qiming was thinking in his heart.

Its eyes flashed with ferocity, and then it transmitted its voice to Xie Wushang.

"Oh, I'd like to see what kind of grand plan your Wang Clan has." Xie Wushang looked at Wang Qiming and spoke chillingly.

He had long known that the Holy Spirit Bird possessed 'Mind Reading', which could know what others were thinking and contemplating in their hearts.

Unless it was a Great Emperor, or someone concealing their Qi with an imperial weapon.

Otherwise, ordinary Saints could not evade the Holy Spirit Bird's Divine Ability.

"Divine Son, it's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!" Wang Qiming's heart turned cold.

At the same time, light patterns flashed on his palm, and a bead flickering with blazing flames emerged, which he immediately hurled toward Xie Wushang.

This was a Saint King-grade forbidden artifact, the 'Blazing Flame Bead'.

Upon instantaneous activation, it could erupt with the strike of a Saint King.

If caught off guard, even a Great Saint could be heavily injured.