certainly!
Chen Qingyu spoke without hesitation:
Our uncles, cousins, grandfathers, great-grandfathers—our entire lineage—all died at the hands of those people.
This is an irreconcilable feud; how could I not avenge it? Not to mention I swore a solemn oath.
He paused for a moment before continuing:
Of course, there were factions within the Holy Land, and not everyone supported taking action back then.
These culprits, including those who devised the plan, those who praised and encouraged it, those who carried out the raid, and those who provided assistance, will not be spared.
These sacred places, if they have any sense of propriety, like this ancestor of the Spirit Race, will naturally know what to do.
Upon hearing this, Ling Shuangxue nodded silently.
I see.
Among the Spirit Race, there are three Supreme Elders.
The factional struggles that permeated the royal court, the so-called moderates, hardliners, and neutrals, actually originated from these three old ancestors.
For Chen Qingyu:
The person who worked for him was also the strongest ancestor of the Spirit Race, who actually supported his maternal grandmother's lineage, that is, maintained neutrality.
There was also a senior elder, a supporter of the moderates, who had tried to stop the operation years ago, but ultimately failed due to being outnumbered and outmatched.
Only those with a tough stance, who instigated the attack on the Chen Clan back then, and who secretly supported the Grand Elder's faction, were his sure targets.
He wasn't going to leave a single dog in this faction, from top to bottom.
The situation in other alien holy sites is basically the same; having been passed down for many years, it is difficult for completely fanatical factions to exist.
The sensible alien holy land will likely give him a satisfactory answer automatically after the great war ends, without him even having to say a word.
If there are ungrateful people
He wouldn't mind if there were a few fewer holy lands or one or two fewer alien races on the Desolate Continent.
Several hours later.
After wandering around the entire Divine Capital for quite some time, the brother and sister finally returned home.
After entering, I looked around and saw Chen Zhengxing and Ling Qiuxia, who were snuggling together, quietly admiring the osmanthus flowers in the backyard.
Dad!
Chen Qingyu shouted loudly, deliberately ruining the atmosphere:
I'm hungry! I want to eat!
You brat!
Chen Zhengxing straightened up and glared at him:
Why are you hungry? What level of cultivation have you reached? You still get hungry?
Chen Qingyu chuckled:
I don't care.
Anyway, I've brought my mother back, so you have to keep your promise and cook for me—no, for our whole family.
Upon hearing the word "cooking":
Ling Shuangxue's eyes lit up immediately, and she joined in as well.
Isn't Dad's cooking the best in the world? I want to try it too.
Cook
Ling Qiuxia felt a little moved without realizing it, and said softly:
Come to think of it, it's been many years since I've had a meal cooked by you Zhengxing.
Chen Zhengxing glanced at the three of them, feeling a bit annoyed, and said with slight annoyance:
So, I've become the kitchen cook? I have no status in this family anymore?
I won't do it!
I'll wait until I'm in a better mood.
Um?!
Ling Qiuxia interrupted him with a glance and a raised nasal tone.
Chen Zhengxing immediately shrank back, his shoulders slumping.
But then, as if struck by a sudden thought, he straightened his back and said seriously:
Qiuxia, things are not what they used to be.
I am now Saint of the Extreme Transformation Realm, a dignified Elder of the Chen Clan. How can I remain confined to the kitchen for long? What kind of decorum would that be?
No matter what, I am qualified to enter the Heavenly Palace for discussions; it would sound terrible if word got out.
oh?
Chen Qingyu raised an eyebrow and snorted:
I'm still the leader of the alliance, commanding all the saints. Do you listen to the leader's decrees?
you
Chen Zhengxing into a rage and pointed at Chen Qingyu, preparing to reprimand him.
Suddenly, he froze, noticing Ling Qiuxia standing to the side, looking at him with a half-smile.
I
Chen Zhengxing's face twitched, and he said dejectedly:
That's enough, that's enough.
A true man knows when to yield and when to stand firm!
After saying this, he stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and strode towards the kitchen.
Half an hour later:
In the dining hall.
Holy crap! Holy crap?!
There really is such a delicious thing in the world! This dish doesn't even glow, that's not scientific!
Chen Qingyu, holding trembling chopsticks, stared in disbelief.
Number one in the world!
At this moment, he finally understood the true meaning of those four words, which completely overturned his previous imagination of all delicacies.
No wonder my mother said that, throughout hundreds of thousands of years of history, even if you put together all the famous and divine chefs in the historical projections, this culinary skill is the best in the world!
Waaaaah
Ling Shuangxue, standing to the side, was eating heartily, mumbling indistinctly:
No wonder, Mother, all these years in the royal court you've only drunk flower dew tea and hardly ever eaten pastries.
After eating this dish, the rest of the dishes are practically pig swill; who could possibly eat them?
yes!
Chen Qingyu, standing to the side, picked up another piece of food with his chopsticks, deeply agreeing:
It turns out that the meat of the Dragon Prince of the East Sea isn't actually the most delicious thing in the world.
Ling Qiuxia, holding the jade bowl, said with a smile:
Back when your father and I met in the Southern Region and were fleeing together, it was his barbecue in the wild that captivated us.
snort!
Chen Zhengxing, with an apron around his waist, said with great spirit:
Did you see that?
I, the cook, am the one who holds the reins of this family's destiny.
Yes, yes, yes!
At that moment, surprisingly, no one objected.
Chen Zhengxing chuckled, too lazy to untie his apron, and sat down to eat with his family.
Ling Qiuxia, standing to the side, watched this scene with tenderness Central Capital her eyes.
We haven't been eating for very long:
clang!
A powerful bell suddenly rang throughout the entire Divine Capital.
Um?
The four people at the table put down their bowls and chopsticks at the same time.
There are things to discuss.
Chen Qingyu turned his head and looked at the location of the Floating Heavenly Palace, his brows furrowing slightly.
This is the sound of the Myriad Stars Armillary Heaven Bell, a signal used to remind the Saint of the Alliance to proceed to the main hall for a meeting.
The bell only rang once, so it probably wasn't an emergency.
This means that the major holy sites acted quite quickly.
Thinking this, Chen Qingyu turned to look at Chen Zhengxing, stood up and said:
Dad, let's go together.
Um.
Chen Zhengxing silently, then stood up and looked at Ling Qiuxia and Ling Shuangxue:
Wait for us to come back.
Go ahead, go ahead.
Ling Qiuxia smiled and waved, watching the two most important men in her life before hurriedly flying away.
After they left:
Mother.
Ling Shuangxue withdrew her gaze and suddenly spoke:
This is much better than the cold, impersonal royal court, don't you think?
Yes, there are so many better ones.
Ling Qiuxia sighed:
When I saw that courtyard gate today, I knew that I would probably never be able to leave it again in this lifetime.
She paused for a moment, then said softly:
Fortunately, I gave birth to a son who is a good son.
In this world, no one can separate us.
Ling Shuangxue nodded silently, picking at the rice grains in her jade bowl.
She had secretly decided that she would not return to the royal court.
As for the issue of cultivation
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