Chương 922: Chapter 921: Heavenly Position Bamboo Root!

Luo Bingling's great-grandfather, the War God Clan's Great Emperor, was rendered speechless. He didn't even dare utter a single harsh word. After all, although the Heavenly Emperor's heir was currently only a Saint King, his future was destined to be far more than that. Moreover, the successor's way of doing things was even more ruthless than the Heavenly Emperor's back then. If they truly offended Luo Bingling, Ye Chen might actually come in person to wipe out the entire clan.

Even as an eighth-layer Heaven Great Emperor, he was unwilling to completely fall out with the other party. Being threatened with the extermination of his clan by his own junior left him with unprecedented frustration, shaking his Dao heart. The other War God Clan experts also stared at Luo Bingling in shock. The Luo Bingling of the past had always been willing to sacrifice for the clan, placing its interests above everything else.

When she first obtained enlightenment pills from Ye Chen, she had sent a large portion back to the clan just to win their approval. They had originally planned to suppress her for a while, then have her shoulder heavy responsibilities. Once their generation of old powerhouses passed away, she would be the one to protect and lead the War God Clan into a brighter future. But the Luo Bingling standing before them now seemed completely different.

"Bingling, your great-grandfather didn't mean it that way. He's just heartbroken over the death of the Divine Son…"

"Bingling, we know we've wronged you. It's not that we didn't want to save you, but the Heavenly Emperor's heir is always surrounded by countless hidden guardians whenever he goes out. We simply had no chance!"

"Bingling, you haven't come home in a long time. Why don't you return with us this time? Your parents must miss you terribly!"

"Let's put the past behind us. We are still family, after all! Now that the Divine Son is dead, all the clan's opportunities belong to you. The future of the War God Clan rests on your shoulders!" The elders immediately switched to playing the emotional card. Luo Bingling, however, let out a cold laugh, her face full of disdain. In the past, no matter how hard she tried or how well she performed, she could never win anything. And now? They were suddenly willing to give her everything?

Too bad she no longer needed it. Her husband's cave heaven was worth tens of thousands, even millions of times more than the clan's entire treasury… Cultivating inside it felt like sitting on an accelerator. She would frequently reach a state of peak enlightenment, completely lost in the bliss of cultivation. Only a fool would return to the War God Clan. Ignoring the elders' overtures, Luo Bingling spoke calmly, "My husband is now the Heavenly Emperor's heir. Wherever he is, that is my home."

The elders' faces turned green. Back then, they had sent Luo Bingling out to obtain the Dao Cauldron. In the end, they had gained neither the cauldron nor the girl. The War God Clan's Great Emperor furrowed his brows and snorted coldly, "Then why did you even come here?" Luo Bingling smiled faintly.

"The War God Clan's Divine Son schemed against my husband this time. That makes us mortal enemies. We can't just let it go so easily!" Everyone present struggled to maintain their expressions. In the past, they had always taken pride in how their clan's women remained loyal to their husbands after marriage. But today's boomerang hit far too hard. A member of their own clan had actually come to stir up trouble on behalf of a lowly human. The Great Emperor's fists tightened.

"The Divine Son is already dead. What more do you want?" Luo Bingling paid no attention to their changing faces and curved her lips into a smile.

"You all know my husband's reputation—petty, vengeful, cold-blooded, and murderous. Simply the death of the Divine Son is not enough to quell his fury. Since the Divine Son made the mistake, the War God Clan must bear the consequences. The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there.

"But since I was born in the War God Clan, I still feel some sentiment. I specially pleaded with my husband on your behalf. My husband agreed that as long as the War God Clan offers a section of Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo as compensation, he will let bygones be bygones!" The Great Emperor's face turned iron-blue. You think I'm an idiot? Plead on our behalf? Bullshit. You probably took the initiative to tell Ye Chen about the Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo and helped him extort us.

"Delusional! Not even a single section!" If this weren't Immortal City, the Great Emperor would have already attacked. Hearing his refusal, Luo Bingling stood up without hesitation.

"Since Great-Grandfather refuses, then forget it! When my husband becomes a Quasi-Immortal, the War God Clan can wait to be exterminated!" The elders' expressions changed drastically. They even wanted to ask Luo Bingling how she could speak so indifferently about the extermination of the War God Clan with that head of purple hair. The War God Clan's Great Emperor wanted nothing more than to split Luo Bingling apart on the spot.

"Then let him come!" With those words, he turned to leave. The other War God Clan experts, however, looked deeply worried. After all, the Heavenly Emperor's heir had a well-deserved reputation for terrifying killing intent. When the Heavenly Emperor had carried out his reckoning back then, he had not completely wiped out any clan—he had only killed a batch of their strongest experts. But with the Heavenly Emperor's heir, there was no telling what he might do.

He might slaughter every male and keep all the females alive. The possibility of the Heavenly Emperor's heir ascending to immortality was simply too high. They dared not gamble. One of them hurriedly spoke up.

"Bingling, we are all family. There's no need to say such things! Since Ye Chen is your Dao companion, he is also connected to our War God Clan by marriage. If we still had the Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo, we would naturally give him a section. Your great-grandfather surely thinks the same, but the Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo is truly gone." Luo Bingling frowned at once. Gone? How was that possible? Only one person could use each section of the Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo.

The Divine Son had already used one. There had to be another section left. Seeing that Luo Bingling did not believe them, another expert quickly explained, "Actually, our clan learned the origins of the Exiled Immortal long ago… We saw it as a great opportunity. After all, when the Other Domain eventually swallows the Immortal Realm, our small worlds will also be refined and absorbed…

"Establishing a connection early could bring endless benefits in the future. That's why, a long time ago, we offered up one section of the Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo! Now, there really isn't a single section left in the clan. Only a lone bamboo root remains. The next section will take another seventy thousand years to grow!" Hearing this, Luo Bingling sneered inwardly. No wonder the clan had shown zero interest in building a good relationship with the Heavenly Emperor's heir.

They had even treated her as a disposable pawn. It turned out they had already latched onto a much thicker thigh. Yet as the princess of the War God Clan, she had known nothing about it. Her last shred of attachment to the War God Clan vanished completely. She spoke at once, "Since the Heavenly Position Divine Bamboo is gone, then hand over the Heavenly Position Bamboo Root instead!" The moment those words left her mouth, the War God Clan powerhouses could no longer hold back.

Even the Great Emperor who had been about to storm off glared at Luo Bingling in fury. The Heavenly Position Bamboo Root was naturally effective as well—its effect was even twice that of a regular section. The problem was that as long as the root remained, a new section would grow every hundred thousand years. It was a never-ending resource. It could guarantee that the clan would produce at least one Great Saint every hundred thousand years.

For a great clan, this was the very foundation of their continued existence. Yet Luo Bingling had now set her sights on the Heavenly Position Bamboo Root. This was not asking for the root—this was uprooting the very foundation of the War God Clan. Faced with their furious glares, Luo Bingling remained completely unfazed. She spoke gently, "The Age of Dharma's End is almost upon us. With the War God Clan's current level, we might not even be able to produce another Saint King…

"Meanwhile, the Heavenly Emperor's heir is someone destined to become an immortal in this era. Rather than stubbornly clinging to the bamboo root, it would be far better to earn a favor from the Heavenly Emperor's heir. After all, my husband treats those close to him extremely well and never holds grudges."

"Look at the holy lands that were once his enemies. Aren't they now on excellent terms with the Heavenly Evolution Holy Land, their past enmities completely resolved?

"Right now, my husband has just entered the early stage of Saint King and needs to raise his cultivation quickly. Giving him the bamboo root would be like sending charcoal in the snow. In that case, not only would all past grievances be wiped away, but we would also gain his sincere gratitude. Once my husband achieves immortality in the future, how could he possibly refuse to help the War God Clan eliminate its great enemies and seize countless resource-rich territories?"

Luo Bingling did not press them aggressively. Instead, she appealed to both emotion and reason, using both approaches at once…