Chapter 761: Wang Shoujie, the "Ancestor of Hedonists"

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Just as the female general was about to get angry, Prince Wenyu sensed it first and stepped forward to shield her.

With a spring in his step, he pulled the young man on his other side and introduced him to Wang Shoujie: "Young Master Shoujie, let me introduce you. This is Pei Chang'an from the Tianrui Immortal Clan Pei Clan. He is the commander of my personal guard."

The Tianrui Pei Clan was currently at the height of its fame, with three True Immortal Realm Ancestors in the family. Pei Chang'an was the designated successor of one of them, a True Immortal Seed.

Pei Chang'an stepped forward and bowed to Wang Shoujie: "Chang'an greets Young Master."

Because he was here to meet a guest, the burly and handsome Pei Chang'an was not wearing armor today, but a noble everyday attire, yet it could not hide the strong military aura of battle and killing about him.

His demeanor was composed, and his eyes were deep, showing no discernible like or dislike for Wang Shoujie.

"Much admired, much admired."

Wang Shoujie casually nodded to him, his attitude somewhat perfunctory, as if a mere Tianrui Immortal Clan was not worth his attention at all.

Prince Wenyu then smiled and introduced the female general: "This is Luqiu Qingyang from the [East Sea Immortal Prince's Mansion]. She is the current successor of the Immortal Prince's Mansion, known as 'Little Immortal King Qingyang'. In terms of seniority, she is my sister."

Luqiu Qingyang was also quite famous among the younger generation of the Tianrui Saint Dynasty. She was a little immortal king who preferred military attire over feminine dresses.

She began forming the all-female personal guard Legion [Qingyang Legion] when she was in the Divine-Transformation Realm, and it had grown considerably by now.

Because it was an all-female Legion with a heroic appearance, it was quite famous throughout the Tianrui Saint Dynasty.

Wang Shoujie's intelligence network, of course, already had this information. However, in his opinion, although the Qingyang Legion was famous, its combat strength was merely ordinary and might not be better than that of a regular Legion.

Moreover, since the Qingyang Legion was formed, it had only been annihilating East Sea pirates and had never experienced the baptism of life-and-death battles, let alone a true military spirit.

This made Wang Shoujie feel that she was just playing based on her preferences... she simply couldn't compare to his granddaughter Wang Yingxuan, nor to that girl Hua Rui.

Of course, the environments on both sides were also different.

On the Shenwu World side, there were constant external threats. No matter how worried he was, the children in his family had to go to the battlefield for training once they reached the Purple Mansion Realm.

Not to mention Yingxuan, even a princess like Hua Rui now had half of her reputation earned through battles. If she hadn't won battles, and won them beautifully, who would dare entrust an army to her, no matter how talented or noble she was? Wang Shoujie himself would be the first to disagree.

In contrast, on the Sacred Domain side... he didn't know about other places, but on the Tianrui Saint Dynasty side, perhaps due to the generally stable environment, most of the True Immortal Seeds here seemed to lack experience, often still acting like impulsive Young Masters and pampered young ladies in the Divine-Transformation Realm.

However, at this moment, Wang Shoujie was playing the role of a "hedonistic young master" from an Aristocratic Family, so he naturally wouldn't spoil Luqiu Qingyang's mood.

He feigned an interested expression and said, "So it's Little Immortal King Qingyang in person. No wonder you're so heroic and spirited, like a heavenly general descending to earth. I've long heard that your Qingyang Legion is full of beauties, with fairies all over the camp, each heroic and charming in their own way. I must visit sometime to see for myself."

Luqiu Qingyang was so angry that her liver hurt, and her fists were clenched tightly.

What did this bastard playboy think her Qingyang Legion was? A brothel Legion?

Given her temper, if she hadn't been mindful of her second imperial brother's grand plan, she would have immediately exploded and beaten this hedonistic second-generation rich kid until his parents didn't recognize him!

Seeing that his imperial sister was on the verge of exploding, Prince Wenyu quickly demonstrated his excellent crowd control ability, inviting Wang Shoujie into "Cuiwei Residence" and humbly asking him to take the main seat.

Wang Shoujie naturally took the main seat without hesitation, while Yun Tiange leaned on the seat next to Shoujie, looking ready to serve at any time.

Such a disregard for Prince Wenyu naturally caused dissatisfaction among his two confidants, Pei Chang'an and Luqiu Qingyang.

Even if you really wanted to take the main seat, shouldn't you at least decline a round or two?

Pei Chang'an had always been thoughtful, and at this moment, a hint of sharpness involuntarily flashed in his eyes.

As for Luqiu Qingyang, she directly showed her dissatisfaction with Wang Shoujie on her face, glaring at him with furrowed brows, as if Shoujie owed her a large sum of Primordial Chaos Spirit Stones and hadn't paid it back.

Only Prince Wenyu remained calm and pleasant, as if he hadn't noticed Wang Shoujie's condescension, displaying the calm demeanor of someone destined for greatness.

As Wang Shoujie took his seat, good wine and food began to flow onto the table. Although the quantity was not large, each dish was exquisitely prepared.

"Young Master, try this thousand-year-old aged [Heavenly Fat Fragrance]. This is a Tianrui specialty, brewed from seventh-grade Heavenly Fat Spirit Rice, stored and fermented for a thousand years using a secret method." Prince Wenyu personally poured a glass of wine for Shoujie. The wine was the color of jade grease, with a wonderfully fragrant aroma.

Seventh-grade Heavenly Fat Spirit Rice was extremely expensive; each catty sold for two hundred thousand Immortal Crystals. Brewing one catty of Heavenly Fat Fragrance required five catties of seventh-grade Heavenly Fat Spirit Rice, plus other auxiliary spirit medicines, making the material cost alone one hundred thousand Immortal Crystals.

After being stored for a thousand years using a secret method, this wine usually sold for over two hundred thousand Immortal Crystals per catty, and it was almost impossible to buy at any price; ordinary people couldn't get it even if they wanted to.

The annual income of a Transcendent Realm from a poor family might not even be enough to buy a single catty of this Heavenly Fat Fragrance.

Wang Shoujie tasted a sip as instructed and praised, "This wine is good. It's been a long time since I've had such fine wine after coming out to train." To be honest, Wang Shoujie had never actually tasted seventh-grade Spirit Rice wine before.

The current grain varieties in Shenwu World only reached the sixth grade at most.

Even in this Tianrui Saint Dynasty, this seventh-grade Heavenly Fat Spirit Rice was only produced in small quantities by the Imperial Family, Si Clan, and major Grotto-Heavens. Not only were the cultivation conditions extremely strict, but the Tianrui Imperial Family's control over spiritual herbs was also very strict.

The control methods for seventh-grade Spirit Rice seeds were somewhat similar to Wang Shoujie's control methods for Spirit Rice seeds: you could buy Spirit Rice seeds for planting, but you couldn't obtain new Spirit Rice seeds through reproduction.

Therefore, even though Wang Shoujie had been in the Sacred Domain for twenty years, he had not yet acquired self-reproducing seventh-grade Spirit Rice seeds. Otherwise, after such a long time, he could have been selling seventh-grade Spirit Rice.

"If Young Master Shoujie likes it, then drink a few more cups." Prince Wenyu seemed very happy and hospitable. "There's plenty of aged Heavenly Fat Fragrance today."

Besides Heavenly Fat Fragrance, the other delicacies on the table were also extraordinary. For example, the tongues of eleventh-grade Sky Cloud Sparrows, with only the most essential parts used to make this one dish called [Steamed Sparrow Tongue]. Under such a plain name, the price easily reached hundreds of thousands of Immortal Crystals!

This meal, including both wine and dishes, probably cost over ten million Immortal Crystals, totaling about one-tenth of an Immortal Spirit Stone.

Poorer families would probably shed tears of heartache upon seeing the bill.

And from the specifications of this meal, it could also be seen that Prince Wenyu attached great importance to this meeting with Wang Shoujie.

However, although Wang Shoujie would absolutely not eat so luxuriously on ordinary days, this scene couldn't suppress him at all.

After all, he even gave his own maid Immortal Tea by the jar.

From beginning to end, he was relaxed, casual, and unrestrained, looking calm and composed as if he was used to grand occasions.

When he encountered a favorite dish, he would eat a few more bites. If he didn't like it, he would just take a small taste. While eating and drinking, he casually chatted with Prince Wenyu about various romantic rumors.

Having stayed in the Sacred Domain for twenty years, Wang Shoujie's mind was already filled with a vast amount of information. He was no longer the newcomer to the Sacred Domain who found everything fresh. Even when chatting with someone as knowledgeable and discerning as Prince Wenyu, he showed no flaws.

Of course, he also did not forget to maintain his "romantic" persona.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, host and guest were both pleased.

Prince Wenyu ordered someone to brew a pot of Immortal Tea, and then gradually brought up the main topic: "Brother Shoujie, I heard you have access to some Spirit Rice sources?"

Over the course of a meal, with drinks flowing, the two had become "sworn brothers."

"What, Brother Wenyu also involved in the Spirit Rice business?" Wang Shoujie calmly sipped his Spirit Tea and asked casually.

"Haha, some imperial estates produce it, and my people manage it all," Prince Wenyu said with a chuckle. "To be frank with you, dear brother, with connections to some Aristocratic Families, grain merchants, and so on, I can directly and indirectly control twenty percent of the Tianrui Saint Dynasty's grain production."

Twenty percent?

Wang Shoujie narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was somewhat beyond his expectations. Currently, the grain sold by the Sacred Domain Development General Directorate to the Tianrui Saint Dynasty only accounted for one percent of the Tianrui Saint Dynasty's total annual trade volume.

However, Prince Wenyu was probably not bragging, but merely using a rhetorical device.

Indirect control naturally meant control through influence and relationships, and in that case, reaching twenty percent was reasonable. But whether his direct control reached even one percent was another matter.

"I have a win-win proposal," Prince Wenyu said seriously. "I see that you, dear brother, are not very enthusiastic about business. Why don't you sell me all the grain you can acquire each year in one go? As for the price, I guarantee you won't suffer a loss; you'll earn more than by supporting the Jiang Family as an agent."

"Brother Wenyu has a big appetite, doesn't he?" Wang Shoujie said with a faint smile.

"Haha, it's not about having a big or small appetite," Prince Wenyu laughed heartily. "With the grain I currently control, plus the grain you provide annually, I'll be able to directly or indirectly control thirty percent of the grain. My say will naturally increase a little."

Wang Shoujie naturally understood his meaning.

The more grain he directly controlled, the more bargaining power he would have. At that time, many wavering small and large grain merchants would follow him, and thus, his say would snowball.

By then, the entire Tianrui Saint Dynasty's grain would be under his control, able to rise or fall as he wished.

Of course, Wang Shoujie also believed that given Prince Wenyu's ambition, he wouldn't simply want to control grain prices to earn a small difference. In fact, for him, this was a powerful political capital and weapon, strengthening his own power while also being able to strike at any opponent he wished to target.

A beautiful thought.

If that were the case, wouldn't our Shenwu World just become your employees?

Prince Wenyu's mistake was underestimating Wang Shoujie. In terms of vision and foresight, Wang Shoujie saw much further and wider than he did.

"I have a gift for Brother Wenyu." Wang Shoujie smiled, not delving deeper into the issue, but pulled out a fifty-gram can of Wu Dao Immortal Tea and handed it to Prince Wenyu before standing up. "Consider it my thanks for today's banquet."

Fifty grams of Immortal Tea were worth tens of Top-grade Spirit Stones, amounting to tens of millions of Immortal Crystals. This meal, at most, was about ten million Immortal Crystals.

Wang Shoujie's action clearly indicated he wanted to draw a line and had no intention of cooperating.

"This..." Prince Wenyu looked at the can of Immortal Tea in his hand, his expression suddenly shifting between clear and overcast. "Brother Shoujie, are you perhaps dissatisfied with the price I offered? How about this, I'll acquire it at a ten percent premium over the current market price?"

"Your Highness, why do you look down on me so much?" Wang Shoujie also grew serious, even changing his address. "Am I someone who lacks these two pennies?"

"I can support the Jiang Family and ensure their current interests are not affected." Prince Wenyu thought Wang Shoujie cared about the Jiang Family, after all, he had taken their legitimate daughter, Jiang Muxian.

"Heh heh~ Just because I don't like it!" Wang Shoujie sneered, crossing his hands behind his back and looking at Prince Wenyu. "My business, which this Young Master has painstakingly built over twenty or thirty years, you want to swallow it whole? Who do you think you are?!"

Wang Shoujie had actually torn off his disguise directly.

"You!!!"

Prince Wenyu's face suddenly turned gloomy.

Even he, with his "excellent self-restraint," was enraged by Wang Shoujie's arrogant attitude.

He slammed his hand on the table, slowly rose from his chair, and glared at Wang Shoujie with a murderous glint in his eyes: "Wang Shoujie, even a mighty dragon can't oppress a local snake. You have offended me today. I will make your business impossible to run in the Tianrui Saint Dynasty!"

As his voice fell.

Near Cuiwei Residence, two True Immortal Realm auras suddenly rose, sweeping towards Wang Shoujie like a tide.

One of the True Immortal Realm auras was even a True Immortal Realm mid-stage, clearly directed at Yun Tiange.

Under the terrifying pressure, even the air almost solidified.

"Dissatisfied?" Wang Shoujie sneered, "Then try me."

As Wang Shoujie's words fell, outside Cuiwei Residence, a cold snort suddenly echoed.

This cold snort was like a bolt from the blue, instantly tearing apart the solidified air, blasting away the pressure of the two True Immortal Realms into thin air.

At the same time.

A brilliant Saint Venerable aura also rose from outside Cuiwei Residence, its power vast and mighty, exuding a terrifying pressure like heavenly might.

The pressure of a Saint Venerable level expert!

Under the terrifying pressure, the air seemed to freeze.

Fortunately, this saintly power was released and retracted instantly, not lasting long. After openly circling the Cuiwei Residence and declaring its sovereignty, it re-concealed itself in the shadows.

"Saint Venerable!"

Prince Wenyu's face had turned pale.

Almost instantly, cold sweat seeped from his back, soaking his clothes.

Because of the immense shock and surprise, his eyes momentarily became lost and bewildered, looking as if he had been struck hard.

Pei Chang'an and Luqiu Qingyang, who were accompanying him, were also scared pale.

The closest Saint Venerable to them was the Tianrui Holy Emperor. But even though they were Prince Wenyu's confidants, they only occasionally met the Tianrui Holy Emperor, and each time they would be filled with trepidation under the irresistible, majestic heavenly might of the Tianrui Holy Emperor.

No one expected that Wang Shoujie would have a Saint Venerable secretly protecting him.

For a moment, no one spoke, and no one dared to speak.

The entire Cuiwei Residence was silent.

Pei Chang'an and Luqiu Qingyang were both rigid, unable to even make a proper response.

Wang Shoujie lightly stroked Luqiu Qingyang's face: "When I have time, this Young Master will definitely visit your Qingyang Legion. Sister Qingyang, remember to treat me well."

With that, while Luqiu Qingyang was still in a daze and hadn't reacted, he took Yun Tiange and strode away, leaving only one sentence.

"No one can interfere with my legitimate business, not even the Tianrui Holy Emperor!"

His tone was arrogant and wild, like that of a true second-generation hedonist, resounding clearly and echoing endlessly.

It was a full ten seconds later.

Luqiu Qingyang suddenly reacted, jumping up in a furious rage: "Bastard, that bastard Wang Shoujie! He dared to touch me... I'm going to kill him, kill him!!!"

"Enough!" Prince Wenyu roared in anger.

"Brother Wenyu, you actually yelled at me..." Luqiu Qingyang instantly looked incredibly wronged. "It was clearly that bastard who was taking liberties with me."

"I brought you here today precisely because I wanted you to connect with Wang Shoujie." Prince Wenyu looked at her with a grim expression, blaming her in anger, "But you, you kept a sour face from beginning to end. You're simply useless and only capable of ruining things! You want to kill him? Can you? He has a Saint Venerable protecting him from behind, and his family is unfathomable. You'd be going to your death."

"Your Highness Wenyu, are you planning to sell your sister for glory?" Luqiu Qingyang looked at her imperial brother in disbelief.

She was also a pampered child from a young age; how could she endure such grievances?

Upon realizing, she immediately retorted in exasperated anger: "Fine, I'll go after him now, and like Jiang Muxian, shamelessly become his concubine and personal maid. Once I satisfy him, I'll whisper sweet nothings into his ear to help you contend for the Holy Emperor's throne. If that's not enough, I'll even bring my Qingyang Legion..."

"Slap!"

Before Luqiu Qingyang could finish her sentence, she received a furious slap from Prince Wenyu.

"Hmph!"

Luqiu Qingyang glared fiercely at Prince Wenyu, then ran out, feeling incredibly wronged.

Pei Chang'an was about to give chase but was angrily stopped by the very displeased Prince Wenyu: "Don't bother. That girl has been spoiled. Let her think about it herself."

Pei Chang'an hesitated, then after a few seconds, he said seriously: "Your Highness, that Wang Shoujie is a hedonistic hothead who acts purely on his likes and dislikes. Trying to reason with him and analyze the pros and cons is probably impossible. What do we do next?"

Prince Wenyu took several gulps of Immortal Tea and gradually calmed down.

Actually, at this point, he was already regretting having slapped Luqiu Qingyang out of shame and anger. Unfortunately, the deed was done, and he always valued his reputation, so asking him to chase after her and apologize was certainly impossible.

"First, force is definitely out. Rule that out immediately," Prince Wenyu took a deep breath and said slowly. "Once we anger the Saint Venerable secretly guarding him, things will get out of hand."

Pei Chang'an naturally nodded in agreement.

Are you kidding? To use force, you have to be able to beat them. Are we going to mobilize the army? Besides, a young master with a Saint Venerable backing him... who knows how many trump cards he might have?

Perhaps his Divine Soul even contains a sealed guardian Dao Seal.

Once he activates the Dao Seal to summon an Ancestor's projection, even His Majesty the Holy Emperor would not be able to gain an advantage.

Damn it, dealing with such a rich, powerful, and willful Young Master is truly difficult.

"Hmph!" Prince Wenyu, gradually regaining his composure, clasped his hands behind his back and said, "Since that Wang Shoujie doesn't give us face and insists on being a mighty dragon oppressing a local snake, we naturally cannot let him be so rampant. If force won't work, then let this hedonistic young master witness the methods of us local snakes."

From any angle, Prince Wenyu couldn't swallow this insult.

If he didn't let that Wang fellow see his power, he wouldn't believe Luqiu!!

"Chang'an, gather the strategists. We'll have a meeting tonight."

"Yes, Your Highness."

...

The next day.

Wang Shoujie, having "dealt with" Prince Wenyu, was as if nothing had happened, reading in his study.

Jiang Muxian, as usual, served beside him, burning incense and brewing tea for Shoujie.

Her movements were still skilled and nimble, without a single mistake, yet her spirit seemed to have been completely drained, and tears faintly welled in the corners of her eyes.

"What's wrong, Muxian?" Wang Shoujie put down his book and asked with a slight concern, "Could it be that you've encountered some difficulty?"

"Young Master..." The next moment, Jiang Muxian's tears finally flowed uncontrollably, and she said with great grievance, "Xian'er just feels too useless. She has wasted Young Master's efforts. Xian'er has no confidence at all in this four-party battle."

"..." Wang Shoujie pondered slightly, then couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. "That shouldn't be the case. You are already in the late Purple Mansion Realm, and with the Celestial Maiden Bloodline, your win rate in the four-party battle should be over ninety percent."

"But, but I can't even beat Wang Baoguang." The more Jiang Muxian thought about it, the more wronged she felt, her eyes misty with tears. "Except for the first time when he held back, I haven't lasted more than an incense stick against him."

"So it's Baoguang." Wang Shoujie suddenly understood. "You don't need to worry about that, and you don't need to compare yourself to him. That kid is simply a freak. Among our family members in the two to three hundred year old age range, very few can beat him under the same cultivation level."

Very few?

Jiang Muxian's eyes widened, and the corner of her mouth twitched.

Didn't "very few" mean there were at least a few others? She had originally thought that Wang Baoguang was already the most formidable one in that age group within the Young Master's family.

But she never expected that there were even more powerful ones.

"However, Baoguang's practical combat ability is still quite strong." Wang Shoujie pondered, "To be on the safe side, you should continue sparring with him in real combat during this period to accumulate experience."

"Ah?"

Jiang Muxian's eyes widened. Spar again?

However, Young Master's comfort was truly special; her gloomy mood seemed to improve greatly.

Fine, fine, if she wasn't even afraid of dying, why would she be afraid of sparring with Wang Baoguang?

Jiang Muxian had secretly made up her mind: this time, she would definitely last for three incense sticks.

Thus, she happily began adding fragrance to the air and brewing tea.

Jiang Muxian didn't expect that the moment she walked into Wang Shoujie's study.

Under the wall in another direction, a figure was concealed, quietly hiding behind the rustling tree shadows, and silently pressed a Heavenly Recording Disk, capturing this scene.

This figure was none other than Wang Baoguang.

With his outstanding talent, he had cultivated shadow evasion techniques to perfection.

And to take better photos, he even spent a lot of money to upgrade his equipment.

After so many years, the Heavenly Recording Disk had undergone several transformations, changing dramatically. It not only had more functions but was also much more portable.

Wang Baoguang held the latest portable shadow-retaining disc produced by Wang Clan – the [Miniature Shadow-Retaining Disc Xuzi Special Edition], which incorporated many patents developed by Wang Baoguang.

This gadget looked like a palm-sized crystal plate, with a button and a slot on the edge. It could be used to take still and dynamic photos, and it was also very portable. When a mobile shadow-reretaining disc was inserted, it could also be used as a Crystal Screen, though the screen was a bit small.

Joyfully examining the images captured on the miniature shadow-retaining disc, a smug smile involuntarily appeared on Wang Baoguang's face.

The framing, the angle, the lighting effects... simply perfect~!

Not only did it capture the Ancestor Grandfather's study door plaque, but through the rendering of light and shadow, it also perfectly highlighted Jiang Xianzi's exquisite and refined temperament.

From this angle, anyone would think that Jiang Xianzi and Ancestor Grandfather had an extraordinary relationship.

He really was just an ordinary little photography genius~

Carefully saving the recording and making a backup, Wang Baoguang immediately pulled out a small notebook and, while the inspiration was still fresh, began to quickly write.

"In the summer of Great Qian Dynasty Year 3549, Jiang Muxian suffered setbacks in her martial arts training. Ancestor Grandfather gently comforted her, then brought her into the study..."

As he wrote, he imagined something, and the smile at the corner of his mouth unconsciously became strange.

This was truly "starting with one picture, and the rest of the story is all made up."

Just as he was writing more and more excitedly.

Suddenly.

Wang Baoguang felt something wasn't right above his head. When he looked up, he saw a huge palm condensed from green energy, which had appeared above him at some point, gradually exuding a terrifying aura.

"Oh no, I've been discovered!"

Wang Baoguang shrunk his head, just about to flee.

Then, the green energy hand descended from the sky with a "slap," like swatting a fly, slamming Wang Baoguang into the muddy ground with lightning speed.

When the energy dissipated.

Only a deep palm print remained on the ground, and Wang Baoguang was sprawled out in the center of the palm print, in a pitiful and disheveled state, barely breathing.

At the same time, Wang Shoujie's authoritative voice rang in his ears.

"Get in here."

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