A City Entrusted to Its People

"Saint Venerable, the Ji Family and the clans of Yunqi City have absolutely no grievances! Everything was the evil consequence wrought by that old dog Limò! The Ji Family is willing to fully fund Yunqi City's reconstruction!"

Ji Yi's tone and expression were exceedingly reverent. After mustering the courage to finish those words, this Ancestral Return Realm cultivator was already drenched in cold sweat.

As for the once arrogant and unruly Young Master Ji, he was even more miserable. He did not even dare breathe loudly, trembling like chaff in the wind.

"Not bad. This is precisely the main reason I think highly of your Ji Family!"

Li Qingyun's gaze swept past the grandfather and grandson of the Ji Family before he looked around at the heads of the other prestigious clans and declared loudly, "Limò had no regard for the ancestral temple and ran amok across Langtian Continent for nearly a hundred thousand years. This poor Daoist followed the ancestral temple's heavenly will and attacked that villain. Some losses to Central Earth were naturally unavoidable!"

"So do not call this poor Daoist cold-blooded and cruel. For ancient prestigious clans like the Ji Family, this poor Daoist is quite willing to support them..."

The clan heads immediately voiced their agreement.

The Saint Venerable covered the sky with one hand. Whatever you said went, so how could we dare refuse?

Their clans had run rivers of blood. Hadn't all those with even a little backbone been suppressed by the Saint Venerable?

Li Qingyun smiled and stopped paying attention to these louse spawn. He went straight up the jade steps and entered the main hall of the continental temple.

What he wanted was only the louse clan's actual submission. Whether they harbored resentment or hatred in their hearts did not matter.

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