Unexpectedly, Ancestor Longyan was startled. What kind of ghostly thing was that? She instinctively dodged aside. Wang Lici leapt at nothing, and with a "thud," fell flat on her face. "Ancestor, that’s Lici," Wang Shouzhe’s mouth twitched. Is there any hope for the intelligence of this fool? Could she take off her heavy armor before acting coy? "Ah! Lici?" Even Ancestor Longyan’s eyes flickered a bit. Wang Luojing and Wang Luqiu both took the opportunity to snuggle into Ancestor Longyan’s arms, and even the older Wang Luotong came over to cuddle Ancestor Longyan’s arm. The group of energetic young juniors naturally allowed Ancestor Longyan’s emotions to be swiftly released. After all, the children represent the family’s future and hope, symbolizing the rising sun. With the fall of Liu Zhide and Zhao Bojun, the remaining forces of the Liu and Zhao clans naturally had no power to resist and were all slaughtered on the spot. As Shouzhe had said before, not one of the Liu and Zhao clans attending today will survive. Even Liu Shengye, Wang Shouzhe did not torment him meaninglessly, but ordered a Household General to dispatch him with one blow. Torturing the enemy, making them die in agony, is merely a way to vent emotions. Afterward, it was a matter of cleaning the battlefield and dealing with the last two enemy reinforcements. The Demon Cultivator needs no elaboration. With a steady consumption tactic from the three Ancestors, the Demon Cultivator was near collapse. Just to avoid any desperate counter-attacks, the three Ancestors fought very conservatively. Until Ancestor Longyan, after a slight adjustment, joined the battlefield. In a four-against-one scenario, the once formidable Demon Cultivator was slain on the spot in desperation and despair, unable even to wound one opponent, let alone take someone down with him. This is the advantage of many against few—it can bully you into doubting your own life. Furthermore, each Ancestor is a long-lived wise man, very cautious about preserving life. When holding an absolute advantage, why easily give him the chance to drag someone down? Once the enemy was desperate, they immediately adopted a defensive stance and retreated, while allies would actively support each other. This crafty old fox strategy truly disgusted the enemy to the extreme. But when the enemy is disgusted, that’s when we are happy. To prevent that Demon Cultivator from playing dead, as advised by Wang Shouzhe, his head and limbs had to be severed. Then, after carefully collecting the spoils, Ancestor Ming Sheng burned his body to ashes. This is no exaggeration. It stems from the respect and caution for the various strange methods of Demon Cultivators—who knows what peculiar Secret Techniques they might have? After dealing with the Demon Cultivator. Only Ancestor Liang Haofeng of Westpeace Liang Family remained, holding on hard, facing Zhong Xingwang whose combat experience wasn’t particularly strong, but after all, he was a disciple of the Celestial Human Family and once a student of Purple Mansion Academy. Ultimately, he had seen much and knew many methods. Liang Haofeng remained at a disadvantage, being suppressed and attacked, and he even suspected that this Zhong Xingwang was insane. Clearly, everyone was just here to lend support, yet he seemed excited, like he had taken stimulants, fighting as if avenging a father, constantly trying to trade injury for injury. This made Liang Haofeng almost cry in grievance, deeply regretting getting involved in such a messy situation. Why did he end up crossing paths with such an unreasonable old Zhong fool? What’s the benefit of getting hurt? "I surrender, Clan Leader Wang, I surrender," after repeatedly failing to escape, Liang Haofeng could only shout out, "I am willing to swear, I am willing to pay ransom." Actually, he had no choice but to surrender. Ancestor Longyan and Ancestor Xiaohan of the Wang Family had surrounded him. The other ancestors also eyed him with hostility. "Brother Zhong, you’ve worked hard, for now, stop your hand," Wang Shouzhe said. "Don’t mind me, Shouzhe, watch your brother beat him to death," Zhong Xingwang was still in high spirits, wanting to show off in front of Senior Sister Longyan. Ancestor Longyan raised an eyebrow slightly, angrily saying, "Shouzhe said to stop, didn’t you hear?" Zhong Xingwang shivered all over, hurriedly stopped and withdrew to Wang Shouzhe’s side, chuckling awkwardly, "Younger Brother Shouzhe, forgive me, it’s been a long time since I fought, and my hands got itchy." He secretly glanced at Ancestor Longyan’s reaction after speaking. Wang Shouzhe cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhong, for hosting justice in the clan war for my Wang family, I am already deeply grateful, how could I blame you?" Follow current novels on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱 After speaking, Wang Shouzhe turned his attention to Liang Haofeng, frowning slightly. Seeing his expression, Liang Haofeng panicked, casting a pleading glance at Ancestor Ming Sheng. Ancestor Ming Sheng sighed and said, "Ancestor Haofeng, why did you do this? Knowing well that the Liu and Zhao clans were already a mess." "Alas, I have nothing to argue now," Liang Haofeng smiled bitterly, "The Spirit Platform Seed in my family is about to breach the Spirit Platform Realm, but the resources accumulated by the clan are insufficient. Ah, I made a foolish decision." Then, Ancestor Ming Sheng turned to Wang Shouzhe and said, "Shouzhe, since you called to stop, you must be hesitating whether to take Liang Haofeng’s life. But this Liang Haofeng has cooperated with me several times in the past, and we have some acquaintance. I shamelessly ask Shouzhe a favor, let him pay his life with money." Wang Shouzhe quickly cupped his hands and saluted, "Ancestor, please do not make Shouzhe feel unworthy of your nativity. Even if you did not speak, Shouzhe intended the same." "However, we cannot let him off lightly. He must write several confessions of guilt for us Ancestors to keep. If he dares to seek revenge or leak today’s events, we will ensure the Westpeace Liang Family pays the price," Ancestor Mang added on the side. "Alright," Wang Shouzhe nodded, "In that case, Ancestor Haofeng, please hand over the reward. These are the funds obtained by the Liu and Zhao clans as collateral to Qiaan’s Trading Company." Wang Shouzhe said, "Shouzhe must redeem Ping’an Town industries from the Qiaan Family." As soon as the Liu and Zhao clans mortgaged their industries to Qiaan’s Trading Company, Wang Shouzhe had received information from Qiaan Xue’an and had a general grasp of the Liu and Zhao clans’ cards. "Of course, naturally," Liang Haofeng honestly took out a stack of Gold Notes, "I only received the reward after entering the Outer Domain, it’s three thousand Qian Gold. After it’s done, there would be two thousand more." "Five thousand Qian Gold?" Wang Shouzhe sneered, "Quite a huge sum from the Liu and Zhao clans, much more generous than me." "Shouzhe, you can’t say it like that," Ancestor Mang defended, "It’s clear to everyone that the Liu and Zhao clans were doomed. They must have begged everywhere for help, and only by using heavy gold could they tempt the cash-strapped Liang Haofeng to take such a risk. They were fighting desperately for survival, whereas we were just collecting money for free. The significance is different." "Indeed, indeed, Shouzhe, don’t confuse the two," Ancestor Ming Sheng and Ancestor Ruhong also laughed as they persuaded. "Shouzhe, these are the Gold Notes found on Liu Shengye and Zhao Jinxian," Wang Shouxin also brought a stack of Gold Notes, totaling seven thousand Qian Gold. Meanwhile, Wang Xiaohan also presented Qian Gold found on the Demon Cultivator, "Shouzhe, this Li-named Demon Cultivator has over seven thousand Qian Gold, five thousand of which is reward money." "Dear Ancestors, the reward money is a pawn for Ping’an’s industries, so Shouzhe unashamedly takes it," Wang Shouzhe smiled. "Shouzhe, this time we merely came to lend support, and having already taken the reward, theoretically, the spoils belong to your Wang family." Although the three Ancestors were tempted by the substantial wealth, they adhered to the rules. They were, after all, the hired side—how could they take both the reward and the spoils? They never dreamed there would be so much to gain, naturally making them a bit restless. "The three Ancestors jest," Wang Shouzhe said, "The Demon Cultivator was killed by everyone’s joint effort. The most valuable thing on him is that magic blade. Brother Zhong, could you appraise it?" "That’s my forte," Zhong Xingwang, as a Black Market Steward who usually specializes in appraisals, immediately showcased his skills, "This magic blade is slightly damaged and needs some repair. If the Black Market were to purchase it, the price would be around twenty-five thousand Qian Gold. Selling it after repairing would take some time, reaching between twenty-eight to twenty-nine thousand Qian Gold. The rest of the miscellaneous little items are worth three to four thousand Qian Gold." Though expectations were set, the total spoils being several tens of thousands of Qian Gold made everyone breathless. They just heard Shouzhe suggesting that he intended to share with everyone. Immediately, the three Ancestors looked at Wang Shouzhe as if they were gazing at the God of Wealth. It seemed with just a call from Wang Shouzhe saying, let’s attack someone. The three Ancestors would inevitably rush forward without hesitation.