The northwestern corner of the Profound Spirit Continent, Azure Lotus Island.
Green Bamboo Peak, a crude blue bamboo tower.
Wang Qingshan sat cross-legged on a blue meditation cushion, his eyes tightly shut. Azure rosy cloud enveloped his entire body, while dense azure flying swords floated around him, gleaming with spiritual light and seeming almost tangible.
After a while, a Sound Transmission Talisman flew in.
Wang Qingshan seemed to sense it. The azure flying swords around him instantly turned into specks of green light and vanished, and he opened his eyes.
He flicked two fingers, sending a streak of azure sword qi shooting out. It pierced through the Sound Transmission Talisman, which ignited on its own, and Wang Qingcheng's voice rang out: "Seventh Brother, come to the Council Hall. A very troublesome problem has come up, and we need you to handle it."
Wang Qingshan frowned. Whatever could make Wang Qingcheng find it troublesome was most likely related to the Liu Family.
One mountain could not contain two tigers. As the Wang Family slowly grew stronger, it indirectly threatened the Liu Family.
The Wang Family's disciples abided by the rule of avoiding direct conflict with the Liu Family, and the Liu Family did the same. The affiliated forces of both sides frequently fought in secret, but kept their struggles within a certain range and never let matters escalate too far. If the Wang and Liu Families personally entered the fray, the situation would become difficult to control.
Anyone with discerning eyes could see that a battle between the Wang and Liu Families was inevitable sooner or later. It was only that both sides were exercising restraint.
After leaving the bamboo tower, Wang Qingshan whistled. The Golden Horned Lightning Qilin flew over from afar and landed in front of him, sending countless