The Marquis of Jiange sits at the top. Although he is over eighty years old and has a few gray hairs on his temples, he is still energetic, his eyes are sharp, and he exudes an aura of calmness and authority.
For those who have reached the martial master level, eighty years old is not considered old. Some long-lived martial masters can even live to be one hundred and eighty years old.
Ning Qianwen, Ning Qianwu and other second- and third-generation dignitaries from the Jiange Hou Mansion were all sitting at attention below. No one dared to meet the old Marquis's gaze. It was a powerful force unique to the Martial Lord.
Above all warriors.
Ning Qianwu said: "Father, the Blood-devouring Demon Sect dares to openly kill the direct descendants of our Jiangehou Mansion in the imperial city. This is simply provoking the majesty of our Jiangehou Mansion. This revenge must be avenged!"
The old Marquis said calmly: "This matter cannot be the work of the Blood-devouring Demon Sect!"
Ning Qianwu said: "But those two servants were indeed drained of blood and died, turning into two mummies. Apart from the Blood-devouring Demon Sect, is there anyone else who knows such vicious and domineering magic skills?
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"If I say no, it's not. I'm not old yet, do I need you to help me judge the matter?" The old Marquis' body was full of blood, and his voice was as loud as a bell. It shook the blood in Ning Qianwu's body, and he couldn't even speak a word.
Can't tell.
"The old man's cultivation has become stronger again." Ning Qianwu was horrified. The old Marquis' voice made his eardrums hurt. Nine blood vessels in his body were blocked, and even the martial arts profound energy could not
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The old Marquis said: "Fourth, I know that your son died, and I have hatred in my heart, but I can guarantee that this matter was not done by the Blood-devouring Demon Sect. The murderer must be someone else. This matter must be traced to the bottom of it.
Whoever dares to be an enemy of our Jiangehou Mansion will definitely have to pay a heavy price."
"Qianwu understands!" Ning Qianwu retreated and argued with the old marquis that it was unwise behavior. The old man had lived for nearly a hundred years, and there was no sand in his eyes. Nothing could be hidden from him.
The old Marquis added: "In three months' time, it will be the day for the enrollment of the Emperor's Academy. The major princes' mansions will definitely have to compete with each other. The more children and grandchildren who are admitted to the Emperor's Academy, it will mean that the descendants of the Hou's mansion will be admitted."
The generation has become more powerful, and we can’t lose to other princes this time. Qianwen, how many of the younger generation of Jiange Hou’s descendants have reached the seventh level of profound energy now?”
Ning Qianwen is the eldest son of the old Marquis, and he is responsible for taking care of most of the family business in the Jiange Marquis Mansion. Even though he is over fifty years old, he is still in awe of the old Marquis, saying: "If you are younger than eighteen years old,
There are a total of one hundred and thirty-four young disciples who have reached the seventh level of profound energy. Among them, Xin'er has reached the realm of divine body not long ago, and her talent is simply astonishing."
"Oh!" The old Marquis' originally stern face suddenly turned into a joyous expression, he patted the chair under him with his palms and laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay! This girl Xiner is quite impressive. She entered the divine body at the age of only fourteen.
His realm is even better than what I used to be, and he can be called the number one genius in my Jiangehou Mansion."
The old Marquis was very happy, and at the same time, the figure of Ning Xiaochuan appeared in his mind. If this poor child had not been born with a congenital fetal disease, he would definitely be better than his sister. Alas! What a pity!
Ning Qianwen remained calm and continued: "Many of these young geniuses in the Hou Mansion have gone out to practice, and some of them have gone to the military camp to train. Now there are a total of seventy-nine people who have returned, and their cultivation levels are all high."
It has reached the seventh level of profound energy or above."
The old Marquis said: "Call them all in! In addition...call Ning Xiaochuan in too! I have something important to announce."
Ning Qianwu's eyes shrank, his expression became a little unnatural, and he thought to himself, does the old Marquis want to make the sick man the heir to the Marquis?
In the meeting hall, many people showed strange expressions and had the same idea as Ning Qianwu.
Although Ning Xiaochuan suffers from a congenital fetal disease and cannot practice martial arts, he can definitely marry a wife and have children.
The old Marquis is still in his prime, and given his preference for Ning Xiaochuan, he can definitely wait a few more decades to train Ning Xiaochuan's son to become the heir to the Jiange Marquis Mansion.
This was what really worried Ning Qianwu and why he was eager to get rid of Ning Xiaochuan.
The meeting hall of Jiangehou Mansion is very majestic and huge, even if it can accommodate hundreds of people, it will not look crowded.
Ning Xiaochuan walked into the meeting hall together with the seventy-nine geniuses of the younger generation of Jiangehou Mansion. They all uniformly saluted Jiangehou respectfully.
Ning Xiaochuan walked among many geniuses and was slightly surprised. There were too many young masters in the Jiangehou Mansion. There were men and women. The men were heroic and the women were beautiful and proud. Each of them was a strong martial artist.
No one is weaker than him.
These are not only the direct descendants of the Jiangehou Mansion, but also many collateral descendants.
This is the thousand-year foundation of a hereditary prince's mansion. It has a solid foundation, which is far beyond the comparison of those non-hereditary prince's mansions.
The Yulan Empire has been established for more than 800 years, with many kings, princes, generals and ministers. Now it is a splendid and prosperous empire, with princes and princes emerging in large numbers and martial arts flourishing.
Princes are further divided into "hereditary princes" and "non-hereditary princes".
The so-called hereditary princes refer to the "Eighteen Heroes", the Fourteenth Prince and the Four Princes when the Yulan Empire was founded. These princes can be passed down from generation to generation. If the father dies, the son can continue to be a prince. If the son dies,
, the grandson can continue to be a prince.
The Jiange Hou Mansion is one of the fourteen major hereditary prince mansions. It has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. It has profound heritage, huge power, and many connections. In terms of strength, it is far from being comparable to those non-hereditary princes who became monks halfway. Even with those sects
, compared to Wufu, they are not much weaker.
Hereditary princes are also called "noble princes", non-hereditary princes
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Hou was called the "Prince of a Poor Family".
Ning Xiaochuan glanced slightly in the direction of Ning Qianwu, then immediately looked away, and quickly collected all the martial arts profound energy in his body into his heart palace, and continued to pretend to be a sick man.
"Three months from now, it will be the day when the Heavenly Emperor Academy opens every five years. You are all the best descendants of the Jiangehou Mansion, and now is your best sprint. In the next three months, you will be sent to
Go to the 'Fire Demon Mountain' to experience. This experience will be very difficult, and you may even die inside. If you dare not go, you can stand up now." The old Marquis sat above and glanced lightly.
Below are these young descendants of the Hou family.
Hearing the words "Fire Demon Mountain", even the expressions of the third- and second-generation elders in the Jiangehou Mansion changed slightly.
"It is said that the Fire Demon Mountain is a primitive ancient mountain with a radius of thousands of miles. Black fire trees grow there. The soil in the mountain is burning all year round and has not been extinguished for thousands of years. It is a truly dangerous Demon Mountain."
"I heard that there is a ferocious mysterious beast inside that is as big as a palace and can tear apart mountains with one claw."
"I heard that a warrior died in the Fire Demon Mountain and turned into a corpse slave guarding the Fire Demon Mountain. He would appear at night and kill the warriors who broke into the Fire Demon Mountain."
Although those young descendants are very taboo about the Fire Demon Mountain, they are still quite determined and no one quits.
The old Marquis nodded with satisfaction and said: "Don't worry! Breaking into the Fire Demon Mountain with your cultivation level will only lead to death. The place where you practice this time is only the 'Five Wild Mountains' in the northwest corner of the Fire Demon Mountain, which belongs to the Fire Demon Mountain."
The outside of the Magic Mountain is relatively less dangerous."
Upon hearing this, the young geniuses immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
The old Marquis said again: "This time when I go to the Wuhuang Mountains for training, I will give each of you one hundred drops of first-grade heart-nourishing liquid and one hundred drops of first-grade Yun blood, so that you can achieve a qualitative breakthrough in your cultivation.
Three months later, those who achieve excellent results in the examination of the Emperor's Academy will be rewarded with an intermediate pill, and the best among them will be rewarded with a mysterious weapon."
"boom!"
It's boiling!
The reward was so rich that it made everyone tremble with excitement. "Intermediate elixir" was something that all warriors dreamed of, and a mysterious weapon was a military treasure of inestimable value.
Ning Xiaochuan also sighed in his heart, "It is indeed a hereditary prince's mansion that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years. It is really rich and powerful. One hundred drops of heart-nourishing liquid and accumulating blood for each person is a huge wealth, not to mention the intermediate elixirs and mysterious weapons."
of value.”
It is true that the royal palace cultivates the descendants of geniuses without worrying about money, and only geniuses can receive such treatment.
"There is one more thing I want to announce!" The old Marquis stared at Ning Xiaochuan, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes, including love, regret, helplessness, struggle, and finally seemed to have decided something, and said: "My grandson
Because my son Ning Xiaochuan was born with a fetal disease, he cannot practice martial arts. I plan to reward him with the "Haitang Manor" in Nanshanji outside the imperial city. From now on, he will be the owner of Haitang Manor, so he can live there.
We’re at the Hou Mansion. Xiaochuan, are you willing?"
Everyone stared at Ning Xiaochuan with pity.
Although the old marquis rewarded him with a manor, anyone with a discerning eye could see that the old marquis had given up on him completely and sent him to Nanshanji, leaving him to fend for himself.
He is not even qualified to live in the Hou Mansion. He has completely become a marginalized figure in the Hou Mansion, and it is even more impossible to become the heir of the Hou Mansion.
Ning Qianwu was overjoyed. It seemed that the old Marquis had completely given up on Ning Xiaochuan. However, this was human nature. Who would keep a sick and consumptive child? It was a waste of a lot of resources of the Marquis.
Ning Xiner said anxiously: "Grandpa, although Haitang Manor is not far from the imperial city, my brother is weak. If he goes to Haitang Manor and no one takes care of him, he..."
"Xin'er, the Marquis did this for Xiaochuan's sake. The environment of Haitang Manor is elegant and the air is fresh. It is a paradise. There are servants to take care of him. It is a good place to recuperate!" Ning Qianwen scolded.
"Uncle."
Ning Xiner gritted her teeth tightly, then stared at the old Marquis with pleading eyes again, and said: "Grandpa, if you really want to send my brother to Haitang Manor, then I will not go to Wuhuang Mountains for training.
, instead of going to the Heavenly Emperor Academy, I will go to Haitang Manor to take care of my brother. I only have one brother, and no one is more important than him!"
She pursed her lips and held Ning Xiaochuan's arms tightly with both hands, fearing that someone would take her brother away.
Ning Xiaochuan gently patted Ning Xiner's little hand, and said seriously: "I am willing to go to Haitang Manor, and I accept the reward from the Marquis."
"Brother!" Ning Xiner said.
"Xin'er, do you still listen to my brother? Go to the Wuhuang Mountains to practice hard. When your cultivation is strong, you will come to Haitang Manor to see me. I will definitely be very happy." Ning Xiaochuan said with a smile.
Ning Xiaochuan was afraid of exposing the fact that he could practice martial arts and had long wanted to leave the Hou Mansion. Now that he encountered such a good opportunity, how could he give up?
God is really helping me!
When Ning Qianwu saw that he actually agreed to go to Haitang Manor, a knowing smile appeared on his face. This kid was completely useless!