A powerful pulse of primordial energy spread from within the Situ Clan residence.
Ning Xiaochuan sensed that fluctuation and raised his head, staring into the depths of the Situ Clan residence. He saw a massive white phantom rise into the air, condensing into the shadowy shape of a person.
The humanoid phantom possessed an overwhelming aura that made people feel suffocated. It spoke, "Beiling, it seems you have already broken through to the Heaven-Man Realm. This is truly a great joy for our Situ Clan. Since your injuries have healed, resume your position as Situ Clan King!"
To dare address the Situ Clan King by name—apparently, the Situ Clan's old ancestor had personally stepped forward.
Now that even the Situ Clan's old ancestor had spoken personally, who would dare remain unconvinced? The Situ Clan King returned to the Situ Clan and did not launch a bloody purge. He merely executed several people closest to Situ Nanlie. Clearly, the Situ Clan King did not wish to drain the clan's strength and intended to turn a great matter into a small one.
Situ Jing was naturally released from the dungeon. After simply changing into a fresh set of clothes, he immediately rushed to the main hall and laughed. "Master, Brother Ning, Brother Chan Chu, thank you for saving my grandfather. Had you not helped, both my grandfather and I would likely have died at Situ Nanlie's hands."
Monk Tan Qian gazed eagerly behind Situ Jing. After looking for quite some time, he licked his lips and said, "Amitabha! Benefactor Situ, your grandfather promised to reward us with Profound Stones. Do you know about this?"
The great monk was not polite at all. He actually took the initiative to demand Profound Stones, his skin as thick as a city wall.
Situ Jing laughed