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Chapter 316: Isn't This Embarrassing Enough Already?
"Keep your voice down!" The white-robed youth broke out in a cold sweat and quickly warned him.
Discussing matters involving a Saint in private was one thing, but if such words were spoken openly, it would be far too presumptuous. If a Jiang Clan Saint were to hear of it, one could imagine how displeased they might become.
And earning the displeasure of a Saint… their future days within the Jiang Clan would be unimaginably difficult.
"How could a Saint possibly come out…?"
The young man immediately realized his mistake and switched to secret voice transmission.
"Have you forgotten how the Spirit Clan was destroyed?" The white-robed youth replied meaningfully.
The moment those words were spoken, the other young man instantly understood.
It was said that when Li Xun annihilated the Spirit Clan, a Saint King had intervened, and according to rumors, that Saint King had even addressed Li Xun as Master.
When this news first spread, many people had refused to believe it.
After all, the gap between the two was simply too vast.
Li Xun was only at the Divine Palace Realm, while a Saint King was what kind of existence? In any Holy Land or imperial clan, such a figure would be enshrined like an ancestral patriarch. No matter how one looked at it, it made no sense for such a being to become Li Xun's servant.
But now, judging by how seriously the Jiang Clan was taking this matter, the rumor was most likely true.
Others might get things wrong, but the Jiang Clan was an imperial clan, with its own intelligence channels. There was no way they would make a mistake in something like this.
"Unimaginable… truly unimaginable…" The other young man murmured in shock.
His gaze shifted. He secretly glanced at Jiang Lingsheng, who stood at the very front, then looked toward a corner nearby that didn't draw much attention.
"Huh?"
He let out a soft sound of surprise, and a trace of disdain appeared at the corner of his eye. Slightly displeased, he said,
"Why is he here too?"
At the edge of his vision, there stood a thin, pale-faced young man who looked barely over twenty years old. His cultivation level, placed among the Jiang Clan's younger generation, was indeed eye-catching.
But not because it was strong.
Rather, it was because it was far too weak.
The Jiang Clan was, after all, an imperial clan. Even branch disciples possessed respectable talent, since they were descendants of an Emperor.
Moreover, the stronger a cultivator, the harder it was for them to produce offspring, this was an ironclad rule. But once offspring were born, their aptitude was generally not poor.
By now, the Jiang Clan's descendants were already dozens, even hundreds of generations removed from the Flaming Feather Emperor. Yet as descendants of an Emperor, they still carried at least a faint trace of imperial blood.
Even if their aptitude was mediocre, they should still far surpass the descendants of ordinary people.
But the pale-faced youth in the crowd was different.
As the son of the current Patriarch, his cultivation was still only at the Qi Condensation Realm, and at the early stage at that.
That was more than a little hard to justify.
After all, even ordinary branch members of the Jiang Clan enjoyed resources comparable to inner disciples of a Holy Land. Let alone the son of the Patriarch.
His monthly allowance alone was nearly on par with that of a core disciple of a Holy Land.
With such an enormous amount of resources poured into him, yet being over twenty years old and still stuck at the Qi Condensation Realm—if word of this got out, it would be laughable.
Worse still, people might even mistake it as a sign of the Jiang Clan's decline!
"Jiang Linghe?"
The white-robed youth also looked over in surprise, then nodded in agreement.
"Brother Li Xun has traveled tens of thousands of miles to visit our Jiang Clan, this is a momentous occasion."
"It's not something just any useless person should be allowed to approach."
Li Xun's reputation was already widespread, and he bore the title of Number One of the Younger Generation. His arrival was a grand event for the entire Jiang Clan's younger generation.
Perhaps there would even be a friendly exchange with the Jiang Clan's young elites.
Of course, such an exchange would stop short of real combat. It would mostly be Li Xun offering guidance, while they stood by and observed.
But if Brother Li Xun were to see that within their dignified Jiang Clan there existed a twenty-something cultivator still at the Qi Condensation Realm…
He might not say anything on the surface, but if word of it were to spread, then the one losing face would be the entire Jiang Clan!
"A mere illegitimate child born of a maidservant. I'll go chase him away!"
The white-robed youth snorted coldly and stepped forward, about to move through the air toward him. But just as he made a move, someone spoke before he could.
"What are you doing here?"
A cold, merciless voice spread through the ranks of the Jiang Clan's younger generation.
The speaker was none other than the Jiang Clan's peerless prodigy, Jiang Lingsheng.
Clad in a dark-golden robe and wearing a jade crown, his figure was tall and heroic, like a celestial king standing across the void. His aura was vast as the sea, unfathomably deep.
An air of invincibility flowed around him.
He cast a sideways glance at Jiang Linghe and said calmly,
"Haven't you embarrassed us enough already?"
"I…"
Jiang Linghe was thin and frail. Stung by Jiang Lingsheng's words, he was instantly overwhelmed with embarrassment, at a loss for where to put his hands and feet. Faced with countless gazes—some mocking, some amused—he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
In name, he was the son of the Jiang Clan's patriarch.
But in reality, everyone in the Jiang Clan knew full well that the patriarch paid him no attention at all.
After all, his mother was nothing more than a maidservant.
If his talent had been even a little better, perhaps the Patriarch would have spared him some concern.
But the problem was that his aptitude was simply too poor.
Not only within the Jiang Clan, across the entire world, his talent would rank among the very worst.
Because of this, from childhood to adulthood, he had endured no small amount of ridicule and cold sarcasm.
Today, upon hearing that the most dazzling genius of the younger generation was about to visit the Jiang Clan, a sudden impulse had driven him to come and take a look at this person named Li Xun, to see what kind of bearing he possessed.
But he had never imagined that the moment he arrived, he would be ruthlessly rejected by his so-called elder brother.
In fact, not only Jiang Lingsheng, but none of the other Jiang Clan youths, nor even the Jiang Clan elders, stood up to speak on his behalf.
If not for the fact that his surname was Jiang, and that he was still nominally the Patriarch's son, he would likely have been expelled from the clan more than twenty years ago.
"Over twenty years just to reach the Qi Condensation Realm, if that were me, I'd probably go find a block of tofu and smash my head into it."
"Exactly. He's truly disgracing the Flaming Feather Emperor."
"Brother Li Xun is the number one of the younger generation, someone with the potential to become an Emperor in the future. Does he really think just any random cat or dog is qualified to come take a look?"
"People like this only exist to tarnish the Jiang Clan's reputation."
Listening to the whispered comments around him, Jiang Linghe's entire being sank into numbness.
He let out a bleak smile. His fists, hidden within his sleeves, clenched tightly—only to loosen again in dejection.
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Note:
Cultivation Realm so far:
1, Body Refinement
2, Qi Condensation (Jiang Linghe's at this realm)
3, Spirit Meridian
4, Profound Elixir
5, Divine Power
6, Life and Death (Jiang Lingsheng's at this realm)
7, Divine Palace (Li Xun's at this realm)
8, Half-Saint
9, Saint
10, Saint King
11, Great Saint
12, Quasi-Emperor
13, Emperor
Treasure Level so far:
1, Mortal Weapon
2, Magical Treasure
3, Spiritual Treasure
4, Dao Weapon
5, Sacred Weapon
6, Sacred King Weapon
7, Imperial Weapon
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