"....."
"Li Yunbing seems to have gone mad today," Li Wei thought, speechless, as he switched the screen to accelerate time.
He saw that Li Yaowen was already taking the three children toward Azure Cloud region's main city.
Li Yaowen appeared even younger now.
[Your descendant, Li Yaowen, is gradually mastering the power of the "Four Seasons of Heaven and Earth," slowly comprehending and integrating the laws of "all living beings" and the "four seasons." The threat of the heavenly tribulation is drawing closer.]
If Golden Core stage cultivators utilize the laws of nature, then Nascent Soul cultivators are those who master them. They have even touched upon the edges of the laws governing the mortal realm. When the thunder tribulation descends, a Golden Core transforms into a Nascent Soul.
But what about Li Yaowen? She didn't have a Golden Core... Her power was borrowed. All the literary cultivators Li Wei had encountered in the game world seemed to be like this, possessing a literary heart that allowed them to borrow the power of heaven and earth, their words manifesting reality.
Moreover, just from the images, one could see that thunderclouds were constantly following Li Yaowen in the sky, gathering power.
Beneath those thunderclouds, there were also countless faint orbs of light, seemingly trying to push back the heavenly lightning or waiting to be silently destroyed when it struck.
Perhaps because of this, the thunder dragons within the clouds seemed somewhat agitated.
The scene shifted like a fleeting phantom, and Li Yaowen, along with the three children, arrived at the Jun Prince's Mansion!
The moment she arrived, the Jun Prince's Mansion was on high alert. Two Golden Core cultivators abruptly leaped out, seemingly glaring angrily at the woman in the wheelchair. The more they saw her casually fiddling with her hair, the more irritated they became.
After a while, an elderly Golden Core cultivator finally emerged from the manor. He glanced at Li Kuangren in the ice sculpture with a strange expression, then led them inside.
The same main hall of the manor.
Feng Qingyang walked in quietly again. This time, he was more serious than when Huang Xiujin had brought Li Kuangren, because this time it was not just anyone, but a true elder of the Li family, Li Yaowen!
This was the member of the Li family that all the major forces in the Azure Cloud region least wanted to provoke.
He looked up at the sky. He could tell that this Li Yaowen had probably already been targeted by the heavenly tribulation.
But the heavenly tribulation seemed quite apprehensive. Even he couldn't figure out why it was so hesitant, allowing this ruthless woman to slowly gather strength to resist it.
Moreover, if Li Yaowen willed it, this heavenly tribulation would descend, bringing with it the power of thunder that even Nascent Soul cultivators wouldn't dare approach. Anyone who saw Li Yaowen would have to weigh whether it was worth fighting her, considering the indiscriminate nature of the tribulation.
"Could it be that this heavenly tribulation is biased?"
Feng Qingyang wondered to himself. He still remembered how the heavenly tribulation had once struck him, leaving him half-dead. He truly couldn't understand how Li Yaowen could move around freely with the tribulation looming over her.
He took a sip of tea to calm his apprehension. Glancing at Li Yaowen, who was smiling amiably at him from her wheelchair, he said softly, "Lord of Dawn of the Li family, I've heard of your reputation. It's rare to meet someone who doesn't bow before me."
"My legs and feet are inconvenient, Lord Feng. Please bear with me."
Li Yaowen smiled.
"That's not necessarily true."
Feng Qingyang narrowed his eyes slightly. "If your legs and feet were truly inconvenient," he questioned, "how could you control Dawn? If you mean to be disrespectful, just say it directly. I don't care for these trivial formalities. It might even be interesting for us to be equals."
"Lord Feng, you jest," Li Yaowen said with a radiant smile. "You are a person of high status, and I have my own way of showing respect. If you become my Li family's in-law, then by our family's reckoning, I would be two generations senior to you. Treating you as an equal is already showing you great respect, Lord Feng."
"Heh."
Feng Qingyang rubbed his left thumb and index finger together, maintaining a calm facade while suppressing his anger. He was no longer the same imposing figure who had pressured Li Kuangren and Huang Xiujin before.
If he were facing them now, Feng Qingyang would probably have beaten them half to death and thrown them out.
Li Yaowen had indeed touched a nerve. In truth, what truly angered him about his precious daughter marrying into the Li family was this matter of seniority, even more so than their family status!
If they were to truly marry, he would have a whole bunch of elders in the Li family... all at least six hundred years younger than him...
But looking up and seeing Li Yaowen's fingers tapping rhythmically on the armrests of her wheelchair, he realized that it wasn't worth getting angry with this young woman.
"Hmph!"
Feng Qingyang abruptly took a gulp of tea. "Speak," he said, "what brings you here with this little rascal?"
"We have a child in the Li family who has been living outside," Li Yaowen began. "We understand the pain of a child growing up without seeing their father."
Li Yaowen let out a long sigh and finally cupped her hands towards Feng Qingyang. "Lord Feng," she said, "I ask for your leniency. We, the Li family, acknowledge our past transgressions. But now, the child is already five years old, and Kuangren, nurtured by my Li family, has become a man."
"I hope that Kuangren can see the child and Miss Feng Mi. I believe that at their current age, they can determine for themselves whether they still truly love each other. Surely, Lord Feng, you wouldn't want to see your precious daughter suffer from lovesickness?"
Hearing this, Feng Qingyang furrowed his brow. If it were anyone else speaking, he would certainly ignore them.
But with Li Yaowen... he could sense that if he refused, she might find a way to hide his daughter and grandson from him.
Just as he was pondering this...
Li Yaowen continued, "Lord Feng, I would also like our three children to stay at the Jun Prince's Mansion for a few years. I believe that with the resources of the Jun Prince's Mansion, cultivating them into capable Foundation Establishment cultivators should be feasible."
"Interesting."
Now, Feng Qingyang was truly angry. With a cold smile, he said, "Your family's youngster ruined my precious daughter, and I have already shown leniency. Allowing them to meet, I can understand that as basic human compassion."
"But you want them to live in my manor, have me watch this scoundrel be lovey-dovey with my precious daughter, and even have my Mansion train your Li family's younger generation? What do you take me for?"
"Little girl, do you really think I'm afraid of you just because you walk around with a heavenly tribulation above your head? That's quite delusional!"
In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth converged above the Jun Prince's Mansion.
Feng Qingyang sat in the main seat, his hair fluttering without a breeze, his python robe rustling. The oppressive aura of a Nascent Soul expert pressed down on Li Yaowen, as if he were about to kill her on the spot!
All the furnishings in the hall trembled and shattered under the force of his powerful Nascent Soul strength!
The ice sculptures of the three children were also shattering.
"Of course not."
Li Yaowen's streaked hair and white robe fluttered in the wind, and her face twitched from the force of it. But she remained unfazed, calmly staring at Feng Qingyang. "If it were truly as you believe, Lord Feng," she said calmly, "then I would be overstepping my bounds."
"Besides," she continued, "as I said before, my Li family acknowledges our past transgressions."
"But as I also said before, I am willing to treat you as an equal. This is my way of showing respect, and it is also the way of my Li family."
"Put away your arrogance, and take a good look. It is you who needs my Li family, not the other way around."
These words should have enraged Feng Qingyang.
But at this moment, Feng Qingyang unexpectedly furrowed his brow, and his oppressive aura instantly vanished.
Outside the manor, three powerful auras appeared, demanding his attention!
Li Yaowen, before him, had a face full of smiles.
"Now," she asked, "can we have a proper conversation?"
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