Chen Qingyu nodded slightly, took the golden jade slip, and casually said:
Thank you for your trouble, Lord City Lord.
I dare not; serving the Shaojun is my duty.
City Lord Chen Yuanqi respectfully responded and sat back down at his seat.
Buzz!
Chen Qingyu extended his True Essence and channeled it into the golden jade slip.
A faint light immediately emanated from the jade slip, and a vast stream of information surged forth, rushing into his mind.
His mind jolted slightly, and he easily received and processed the information.
At first glance:
There are more than 1,300 lineages, large and small, which together number in the hundreds of millions.
This situation is actually quite normal.
After all, the ten capital cities are located in different parts of the Ancient Kingdom of Chenliu, far apart from each other. They are usually the core of a certain region, and their populations are no less than those of the Divine Capital, and some even have more.
And among so many lineages:
In addition to introducing the origins of the corresponding lineage, it also includes detailed information on the names, identities, cultivation levels, positions held, and past experiences of the members in the lineage.
This is a very detailed record, encompassing nearly 90% of the Chen Clan clan members among the permanent residents of Central Capital Yangchuan.
Hmm, let me look for it.
Chen Qingyu's thoughts flickered, sweeping across vast genealogies, starting his search from the smallest ones.
Without a doubt:
After that great calamity, the few surviving uncles and their families were already few in number, making them the smallest lineage in terms of population.
Before long, his mind was jolted, and thoughts surged within him:
Finally found it
The document records a genealogy that was small in scale but ranked quite high:
The second lineage of Duke Kaihuang, listed as originating from the four original Divine Capital of Tianjiazi, was stripped of his direct lineage status and expelled from the Divine Capital for unknown reasons.
Currently listed as Xuanwuxu Seventy-Five, this lineage comprises thirty-two members who reside in Taihe Garden, northwest of Central Capital. Led by Chen Yuanhe, Peak Heavenly Impulse Realm, the lineage includes four Upper-level Heavenly Impulse Realm and several Divine Ability Realm.
He examined it carefully, and his heart sank:
That's really true.
Back then, their lineage was one of the strongest in the Chen Clan, as evidenced by its order: it was ranked fourth in the Jiazi cycle (甲子).
Within this lineage alone, there is a Supreme Elder at the Extreme Transformation Realm and several Void Penetration Realm experts, making it a prosperous and thriving place.
Especially more than sixty years ago:
His father, Chen Zhengxing, had achieved the Void Penetration Realm at a young age and Immeasurable; he was undoubtedly the next Dao Son.
Barring unforeseen circumstances, he will succeed the Ninth Ancestor as the Tenth Ancestor of the Chen Clan, wielding the Myriad Stars Armillary Heaven Bell and the Nine Luminaries Heaven-Shaking Hammer.
But after a great calamity, their lineage was almost completely wiped out.
All the powerful figures, except for his father and his great-grandfather Chen Guangsheng, died completely.
Of all the other clansmen, only these few uncles and elders survived by chance, but they were also expelled from the Divine Capital, and their lineage ranking was reduced to a pitiful state.
call!
Chen Qingyu took a deep breath, his mind churning with thoughts:
Back then, they narrowly escaped death and survived by sheer luck, but they still had to bear the consequences of my father's crimes, being banished from the Divine Capital and stripped of their status as direct descendants.
Our family has indeed owed them a lot, but fortunately, we now have the opportunity to make it up to them.
Thinking of this:
He then withdrew his attention, put down the golden jade slip in his hand, and said:
Lord City, please prepare my imperial carriage; I need to go out for a while.
Oh, okay, okay.
Chen Yuanqi readily agreed.
He didn't dare ask any more questions and immediately arranged a luxurious car for Chen Qingyu, along with several people to follow him and do as he pleased, to facilitate his movements.
A moment later:
Rumble
The luxurious imperial carriage, shimmering with starlight and gold, sped through the clouds and left the city lord's mansion.
Shaojun.
The driver turned around and asked respectfully:
Shaojun, where in Central Capital are you planning to go?
On the imperial carriage, those responsible for driving and those waiting for orders were all high-ranking officials from the city lord's mansion, each with the cultivation level of the Heavenly Impulse Realm.
These once-imposing high-ranking officials now appeared as mere servants before Chen Qingyu.
However, far from feeling ashamed, they were secretly delighted.
Heading to Taihe Garden.
Chen Qingyu sat upright on the imperial carriage and spoke calmly.
Taihe Garden
The driver's expression shifted, as if he had thought of something, and he bowed his head in response:
yes.
With a shout, he turned his chariot around and sped off towards the northwest of Central Capital.
In the northwestern region of Central Capital Yangchuan.
This area is considered one of the more prosperous areas in Central Capital, and it is inhabited by the powerful and influential Chen Clan clan.
Of course, these are definitely not the truly top-tier lineages with powerful figures overseeing them.
After all, those powerful lineages all reside in the very central area of Central Capital.
At this moment, deep within the Taihe Garden:
Several middle-aged men and two young men were having a heated argument in a hall.
What else can we do?
The middle-aged man in the lead said with a gloomy expression:
We are outsiders, and we face discrimination everywhere we go here!
The Qingxu incident wasn't over yet, and now this has happened again, Miaomiao said.
We have no connections, no power, and we've repeatedly run into obstacles. Our words carry no weight. Who can we turn to for help?
Upon hearing this statement:
Everyone present fell silent.
or
Of the two young men, the one with the rounder face whispered:
Why don't we try sending a message to the Divine Capital? Don't we still have our uncle Divine Capital? He's a powerful expert at the Void Penetration Realm.
Upon hearing his words, the expressions of the middle-aged men immediately changed:
shut up!
The middle-aged man in the lead shouted angrily:
Don't mention him again!
Isn't it all his fault that we've ended up in this situation?
Besides, our lineages have diverged. If he still cares about us, why hasn't he sent a single word of concern to us all these years?
Upon hearing this, the young man said in a low voice, unwilling to give up:
How will you know if you don't try?
Isn't this at least one way to go? We can't just stand by and watch our brother's life hang in the balance.
As he finished speaking:
The middle-aged men exchanged glances, their brows furrowed, and remained silent.
Okay, stop arguing.
At that moment, an aged voice came from outside the hall.
Those inside the hall were startled and instinctively turned to look:
An elderly man with a youthful face and white hair, leaning on an ironwood cane, appeared at the entrance of the hall.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group quickly stood up and strode forward to greet him.
Uncle, what brings you here?
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