Invincible Bloodline

The number one old ancestor of Zhong Family, Zhong Hui, had finally reached the limit of his patience. This kid in front of him was truly shameless. I have already lowered my attitude to such an extent, but he still refused to let go. Does he really think that Zhong Family is a pushover that he can knead and knead as he pleases?    

However, Zhong Hui's mind wasn't destroyed by reason. He rationally asked for help from the other nine families of River City.    

A Eighth Empyrean Saint King. It wasn't easy to deal with him. Even with the foundation of Zhong Family, even if they could successfully suppress him, they would still have to pay a heavy price. They might not even be able to kill half of them in body and soul.    

This loss was too great. It was enough to shake the foundation of Zhong Family.    

However, if the other nine major families of River City attacked together, it would be different. With the combined strength of the ten major families, not to mention the intermediate and low grade Eighth Empyrean Saint King, even the high grade Eighth Empyrean Saint King would have a high chance of being ruthlessly suppressed by them.    

They had been in charge of the transportation array of Star Domain for thousands of years, trillions of years. No one knew how much wealth the ten great families had accumulated. The strength of their foundation was beyond the imagination of the other great families.    

"Brother Zhong, this is a private matter of your Zhong Family. It's not convenient for us to interfere. "    

"Brother Zhong, this is just a junior. We will not interfere in this matter. "    

"With Brother Zhong's strength, it will be a piece of cake for a junior like him. "    

. . .    

It was just that the old ancestors of the other families were not that easy to fool. To think that he would give a heavy reward just because he said so. What a joke.    

If it was just an ordinary Eighth Empyrean Saint King, it would be fine. However, the person in front of him was Eighth Empyrean Saint King who was less than a million years old.    

His background was not simple. At the very least, he had to be from a large family clan with Ninth Empyrean Saint King in charge.    

For the sake of a Zhong Family, he had provoked such a powerful enemy for no reason. It was not like they had been kicked in the head by a donkey.    

. . .    

"Sure enough, it won't work without some blood. " Zhong Hui smiled bitterly in his heart, "Everyone, as long as you are willing to help, my Zhong Family is willing to give up a bit of profit from the teleportation formation. "    

One point of profit seemed to be very little, but it also depended on whether it was worth it or not. What kind of business point? For example, the transportation array in the Star Domain could earn several hundred trillion high grade Immortal Crystals a day. A bit of profit was equivalent to several trillion Exquisite Holy Crystalss. That was the total wealth of some ordinary Holy Kings.    

"Brother Zhong, it's not that we aren't willing to help you. It's just that we have no enmity with each other. How can we bully the weak?" The profits from the transportation array in Star Domain were not small. No matter which family obtained it, it was enough to allow their strength to improve further. However, if the nine families were to divide the profits equally, it would be a bit too little. The profits and the risks that they had to bear were not proportionate at all.    

The profits from each family was more or less the same.    

Of course, the ancestors of the various families only thought about it. It was totally unrealistic. The entire Zhong Family only had twelve profits from the transportation array in Star Domain. Taking out nine points all at once was equivalent to taking the life of the Zhong Family.    

Not to mention nine points of profit, even if it was five points, this old man wouldn't agree to it.    

"A bunch of bastards who are trying to take advantage of the situation. " Zhong Hui cursed in his heart. However, regarding this matter. . . He had no choice but to compromise. With just the Zhong Family alone. . . Even if he could suppress this kid, his vitality would be greatly damaged. Furthermore, he had to consider the power of the families behind him. It would be different if he joined forces with the other nine families. With the resources of the ten families, even ordinary Saint King's Ninth Empyrean experts would have to be wary of them.    

"Hu. . . "    

He took a deep breath and calmed down the anger in his heart.    

Zhong Hui gritted his teeth and said, "How about adding another disciple quota to the Heaven's Edge Pavilion's Inner Sect?"    

Hearing this, the old ancestors of the nine families. . . Their eyes immediately lit up. A disciple of the Heaven's Edge Pavilion. . . Only the Outer Sect and the Inner Sect. The true disciples, the disciples of the Inner Sect. They were the main targets of the Heaven's Edge Pavilion, and they were all part of the World River. Even Top-Level Heaven's Pride, who was from the Star Domain, had a very high value. Compared to the Blue Moon Palace, the three palaces, and the four Inner Sect, they were only slightly inferior. He had only broken through to the Saint King Third Empyrean a million years ago. Only then would he have the qualifications to become a disciple of the Heaven's Edge Pavilion's Inner Sect.    

A Monster Genius like this was rare to find in the River City, even in ten billion years. There were countless disciples of the nine great families, but only a handful of them were able to become a disciple of the Heaven's Edge Pavilion's Inner Sect. There were a few families that had never seen the Heaven's Edge Pavilion's Inner Sect.    

A disciple quota for the Inner Sect was almost the same as a direct vehicle to advance to the Inner Sect. As long as he could condense the Heart of Saint King a million years ago, he would be able to join the Heaven's Edge Pavilion and become a disciple of the Inner Sect. He would then be nurtured by the Heaven's Edge Pavilion.    

The difficulty of this task was more than ten times, a hundred times higher.    

As for the Inner Sect, as long as they didn't die midway, their future achievements wouldn't be any weaker than these old ancestors. They would be the future pillars of the family.    

"Brother Zhong, one is too little, at least five of them. "    

"Five? At least. . . " Hearing this, Zhong Hui was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He had seen people who demanded an exorbitant price, but he had never seen anyone who spoke in such a manner. Even if they handed over all the spots of the Zhong Family, they still wouldn't be able to get five spots for the disciples of the Inner Sect.    

One should know that the pride of the Zhong Family, Zhong Chuyun, had successfully broken through to the Sixth Layer and became a true disciple a thousand years ago. That was why the Heaven's Edge Pavilion rewarded him with five spots for the disciples of the Inner Sect.    

More than ten thousand years had passed, and the Zhong Family had two more geniuses. One after another, they had condensed their Heart of Saint King a million years ago, and Saint King Zheng Dao had used two spots for the disciples of the Inner Sect. Now, only three spots were left for the disciples of the Inner Sect in the Zhong Family's hands.    

If it wasn't for Zhong Chufeng's talent being too trashy and his lack of perseverance, he would have been able to cultivate the Heart of Saint King after five million years. Otherwise, he would have lost one spot.    

"Two, at most two quotas. "    

"Brother Zhong, everyone take a step back. How about four slots?" They knew that it was unrealistic to ask the Zhong Family to take out five spots for the disciples of the Inner Sect, and it was impossible for them to do so.    

"Impossible. At most, there will be two spots for the disciples of the Inner Sect. However, we can give them a little more profit from the teleportation formation. " Two spots. This was the limit of the Zhong Family. No matter what. . . They had to leave a disciple quota for the Inner Sect for their family. For ordinary cultivators. . . But to the real monster. . . Being able to enter the Heaven's Edge Pavilion hundreds of thousands of years earlier was a completely different concept. If they had a disciple quota of the Inner Sect before this, Zhong Chuyun would have broken through to the Inner Sect a few hundred thousand years earlier. Now, even if he wasn't Eighth Empyrean Saint King. . . He was afraid that there wouldn't be much difference between them and the current situation. He had only just reached the advanced Seventh Empyrean Saint King realm.    

"This. . . "    

The old ancestors of the nine great families were entangled with each other with their holy will.    

"What do you all think?"    

"There are only three spots left for the disciples of the Inner Sect in the Zhong Family. It's already considered not bad to be able to produce two of them. "    

"Adding two more points of profit, this risk is worth taking. "    

. . .    

"Alright, two spots, and two points of profit. I hope Brother Zhong doesn't go back on his word. "    

The ancestors of the nine great families quickly came to an agreement. This was almost the limit of the Zhong Family. Even if they were forced, they wouldn't be able to squeeze out much of the profits. Fortunately, they accepted the offer.    

If they really forced the Zhong Family to put everything on the line, there wouldn't be any benefits for them.    

. . .    

It was a long story, but in fact, it hadn't even been a breath's time.    

Sacred King expert. . . Especially these Saint King Holy King, who could split up hundreds of millions of thoughts in a breath's time. Communication through Divine Sense could not take much time at all.    

In the next second. . . . . .    

"Rumble. . . Rumble. . . "    

Dozens of streaks of light tore through the Void and descended from the sky.    

Thirty-two peerless experts emerged from within. Their auras were terrifying, and not many of them were below the three old ancestors of the Zhong Family.    

Top-level Seventh Empyrean Holy King. All of them were Top-level Seventh Empyrean Holy Kings.    

There were even a few people whose auras were on par with Zhong Hui's. It was as if they could break through to the Holy King level 8 with just a single opportunity.    

. . .    

"Young master, please forgive us if you can. The Zhong Family knows that they are in the wrong. Can you give us face and let go of Zhong Fa and Chu Feng?"    

. . .