Protect Our Patriarch

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Everything happened in the blink of an eye.

Old Yao, a cultivator at the Divine Realm, could have caught Little Commandery Princess Xue'ning in that instant. However, as an old eunuch, he had some self-awareness.

Since the handsome Young Master Anye was there to help, why not let him handle it?

Moreover, if he, an old eunuch, messed things up, Little Commandery Princess Xue'ning might secretly blame him.

Time seemed to stand still as the two of them held each other, frozen in place.

Old Yao turned his head away, pretending he hadn't seen or heard anything. Young people have their own thoughts.

It was a good ten breaths of time before Wu Xue'ning seemed to come to her senses. She hurriedly lifted her head, struggled to get up, and whispered with a flushed face, "Wang Anye, thank you for earlier."

At this moment, Wang Anye's mind was still buzzing.

If they had a son, what would they name him? If a daughter, what would her name be?

Sigh~ It's really not easy being a young clan leader. At just twelve years old, do I have to take on the responsibility of being a father? To expand the family line?

"Hey, hey, Wang Anye, what are you daydreaming about?" Wu Xue'ning shyly nudged him.

"I was thinking about what we should name our child," Wang Anye replied honestly.

"Ugh!" Wu Xue'ning's pretty face turned crimson, a mix of embarrassment and annoyance. "You, you, don't let your imagination run wild. Even though you're good-looking, have a great personality, excel in your studies, and are wealthy and graceful... you're excellent in every way. But, but you're already Wu Yiluo's fiancé~~"

Although Wu Xue'ning was more mature than the three young ones of the Wang Clan, she was only fifteen. Faced with Wang Anye's straightforward teasing, she was flustered and her mind was in turmoil.

What to do?

His approach is too aggressive; how can he be so direct?

Wuwu~ What do you take me, the dignified Little Commandery Princess Xue'ning, for? You're the eldest grandson of a sixth-rank clan, marrying a Little Commandery Princess is already a great blessing.

Do you really think you can marry two Little Commandery Princesses?

Wang Anye, you're too much~!

But...

He's really excellent in every way, so tempting~

Is there a precedent in royal history for two princesses marrying the same man?

A series of chaotic thoughts surged into Wu Xue'ning's mind, making her head feel like a tangled mess.

"Ahem~"

Seeing that it was about time, Old Yao coughed twice and changed the subject, "Young Master Anye, Little Commandery Princess Xue'ning. Let this old servant introduce you to these Divine Spirit Artifacts."

"Yes, yes, I'm very curious about what my future Divine Spirit Artifact will look like." Wu Xue'ning quickly shifted her attention, not daring to think further.

Wang Anye picked up the black cloth from the ground, finding it delicate in texture but tattered and unremarkable, with holes all over it.

He thought to himself, this is probably a rag used to wipe the Divine Weapon Hall.

This rag ended his innocent childhood. He couldn't be sure if Wu Yiluo would have children, but he thought that Little Commandery Princess Xue'ning might in nine months...

Sigh~~

However, Wang Anye wasn't one to blame others.

He shook the black cloth, smoothed out the wrinkles, folded it neatly, and placed it on a nearby shelf, then focused on listening to Old Yao's introduction of the Divine Spirit Artifacts.

Inside the hall, there were over a dozen shelves, but only five had Divine Spirit Artifacts floating above them; the rest were mostly empty.

Though these shelves weren't treasures or Divine Spirit Artifacts, they weren't ordinary objects either.

They were made of a certain dark metal, with bases inscribed with complex and mysterious runes, embedded with various gemstones, crystals, and spiritual stones of different colors and attributes, giving off a mystical aura.

According to what Ji Wuchen secretly told Wang Anye, the complex runes on these shelves were actually small seals that could seal most of the power of the Divine Spirit Artifacts, while also providing some protection and nurturing to the artifacts within.

The longer the seal lasted, the more powerful the Divine Spirit Artifact might become.

"Look at this battle axe." Old Yao pointed to a giant battle axe on the central shelf, "This is the battle axe 'Xingtian', its power is immense, capable of splitting mountains and rivers."

Wang Anye and Wu Xue'ning looked up at the giant axe.

The lighting in the hall was dim, but even so, the exaggerated size of the Xingtian battle axe was clearly visible.

The heavy axe back, the rough lines, the mysterious patterns on the axe head, and the cold gleam of the curved axe blade were all full of intimidation. Even sealed, the wild and domineering aura emanating from the axe was palpable.

As Old Yao finished speaking, the battle axe, which had been quietly floating above the shelf, suddenly moved.

It tilted slightly, adjusting its angle, as if "looking down" to observe Wang Anye and Wu Xue'ning below.

But soon, it "disappointedly" "looked away."

"Old Yao, are you planning to let me out?" The Xingtian battle axe trembled slightly, its deep and rough voice carrying a hint of dissatisfaction, "I've always said I want a master who's an invincible warrior on the battlefield. These two weakling kids, don't insult me."

Even in a small seal, the Divine Spirit Artifact couldn't run around, but it could still speak.

"Hey, hey, how can you talk like that? You look down on me and Anye, but we look down on you too." Wu Xue'ning's charming eyes glared, retorting, "With your appearance, I'd be embarrassed to take you into a fight."

"Hmph! Different paths, no mutual understanding."

The Xingtian battle axe grumbled and then fell silent, ignoring everyone.

Indeed, their temperaments were too different, not on the same wavelength.

Since the Divine Spirit Artifact had developed a Spirit Artifact, different Divine Spirit Artifacts naturally had significant personality differences. Generally, the more powerful the Divine Spirit Artifact, the stronger its personality, the harder it was to tame, and it wouldn't easily recognize a master.

Seeing Xingtian silent, Old Yao moved on to the next Divine Spirit Artifact, "Young nobles, look at this rare Divine Spirit Artifact shield, named 'Safety'."

On the shelf ahead, a kite-shaped shield resembling a teardrop was quietly floating.

Its surface was light blue, neither gold nor jade, intricately inscribed with complex and mysterious runes, appearing stable and solid. The pointed end was edged with a dark blue metal blade, evidently having some offensive capability.

In the dim light, circles of light blue halos emanated from the shield, making it look quite appealing.

"Safety?"

Wang Anye examined it closely, feeling that the shield's appearance matched his aesthetic, and it exuded a reassuring aura, seeming reliable.

He did lack a shield, but since His Majesty wouldn't let him take a Divine Spirit Artifact, this item was clearly not meant for him.

"Safety? So you're the famous shield 'Safety'." Wu Xue'ning seemed to have discovered something interesting, her starry eyes blinking as she looked at the shield, a look of "long-admired".

"Young lady knows of me?" The voice of the shield "Safety" sounded somewhat refined, not the voice of a burly man as one might expect.

"Of course I've heard of you. Your famous saying is 'Safety First'." Wu Xue'ning chuckled, "Whenever you encounter a slightly dangerous enemy, you carry your master away at high speed. I want to ask, are you a shield or a flying vehicle?"

"Of course. Safety first, staying alive is the truth." The shield Safety, unfazed by the mockery, explained earnestly, "As a shield, I must be alert before my master, and when facing a strong enemy, forcibly retreat with my master and plan the next move. This is the best tactical choice."

"Unfortunately, the masters I've met are too impulsive and stubborn, refusing to listen to advice in the face of danger, letting their hot blood get the better of them, unwilling to let me take them away." The shield Safety sighed, "What a pity, they all died one by one."

"Uh…"

Wang Anye initially thought the shield was nice, but now he reconsidered.

No wonder this shield hadn't been awarded yet. With this personality, it should be called "Timid" instead of "Safety".

"You should reflect on that~ On the battlefield, there's no room for so much retreat." Wu Xue'ning pursed her lips, disdainfully saying, "I heard Ancestor is considering whether to erase your cowardly Spirit Artifact and return you to the blank Spirit Artifact Divine Spirit Artifact category."

Generally, the Spirit Artifact significantly enhances the power of the Divine Spirit Artifact. The stronger the Spirit Artifact, the greater the power boost to the Divine Spirit Artifact. And a Spirit Artifact requires a long time to cultivate and grow to become powerful.

Therefore, unless the Spirit Artifact grows too crooked and becomes unbearable, it's really hard to bear to erase it.

"If they must erase me, there's no choice." The shield Safety sighed, "Why don't more people in this world understand the simple truth of 'Safety First'? The difference in worldview between those masters and me is too great; living is meaningless."

Wang Anye was speechless.

He should have expected this.

The royal family must have more than just these few Divine Spirit Artifacts, but the others have been awarded, each with a master, leaving only these few with various issues.

In comparison, the chatterbox "Qianqiu" was actually relatively normal.

Old Yao then introduced two swords.

Swords are the most commonly used weapons and are generally popular. But for two Divine Spirit Artifact-level swords to be left until now, there must be some issues.

One of them was a blank Spirit Artifact Divine Spirit Sword, unclear whether the Spirit Artifact hadn't developed yet or had been erased.

The other was a very attractive sword, radiant and extraordinary.

Its blade was slightly wider than usual, exuding a steady aura, even the runes on it emanated a majestic and domineering aura, like a stern and cold battlefield general, making one feel favorable at first sight.

"Hello, young friends." Before Old Yao could introduce it, the sword jumped out to introduce itself, shaking its blade with an enthusiastic voice, "I am called [Changsheng], a powerful Divine Spirit Sword. I see that Qianqiu has a chance to go out, why not choose me, choose me, I will surely lead my master to victory."

"Hehe~" Old Yao smiled, "Changsheng is indeed a powerful Divine Spirit Sword, and it does tend to lead its master to victory. However, this sword has a reputation for harming its masters. It has seven recorded masters, none of whom met a good end. His Majesty suspects it might be an evil artifact disguised as a Divine Spirit Sword."

"Old Yao, don't slander me." Changsheng said indignantly, "It's because of people like you spreading rumors that I haven't been sent out yet. I'm telling you, they were just unlucky, always missing a bit of luck at the last moment, it's not my fault."

Wang Anye and Wu Xue'ning exchanged a glance and instinctively moved away from Changsheng.

The thought of seven previous masters all meeting unfortunate ends was a bit creepy. Even if they had no other options, they wouldn't choose Changsheng.

As for the blank Spirit Artifact Divine Spirit Sword, there wasn't much to see. Although its power was not bad, without the help of a Spirit Artifact, it was generally a notch or two lower.

Moreover, a very crucial point was that without the assistance of a Spirit Artifact, even a great prodigy would find it difficult to use a Divine Spirit Artifact at the Celestial Realm. At the very least, they would need to reach the Purple Mansion Realm to barely manage it.

Then, only the last Divine Spirit Artifact remained.

It was a sword.

A sword as white as snow, as pure as the first snowfall.

Its form was elegant and graceful, full of aesthetic beauty, every curve seemed to be meticulously crafted by a master artist, irresistibly drawing one's attention.

The intricate golden runes on the back of the blade seemed to be carefully embellished, perfectly blending with the sword's aura, giving an impression of icy brilliance and purity.

The shelf holding the sword was far from the other Divine Spirit Artifacts, standing alone as if isolated from the world. Even through the small seal, one could feel the cold and repellent aura it emitted.

"This is Zhanxue." Old Yao spoke of it with a hint of solemnity, "It was once Princess Qingluo's personal weapon, but unfortunately... sigh~~ Back then, Princess Qingluo was a peerless talent, with the potential to reach the Void Realm."

So it was Princess Qingluo's relic.

Since his fiancée Wu Yiluo was a descendant of Princess Qingluo and the consort, Wang Anye couldn't help but take a few more glances at it.

Unexpectedly, those glances seemed to offend it.

Zhanxue seemed to be offended, its snowy blade trembled, and a sharp coldness pierced through the small seal, rushing straight at Wang Anye.

It forced him to shiver and step back a few paces.

"Zhanxue, calm down. Young Master Anye is still young, he doesn't know you dislike being stared at by men." Old Yao quickly stepped forward, shielding Wang Anye, "Besides, he's the fiancé of Little Commandery Princess Yiluo, please don't hold it against him."

The coldness "examined" Wang Anye, seemingly accepting Old Yao's explanation, and gradually receded, returning to silence.

"What a beautiful sword. Once I get full marks this time, I must apply to Ancestor to get this Zhanxue." Wu Xue'ning's eyes were full of longing, "Zhanxue, Zhanxue, we're quite fated, both our names have the word 'snow'."

Wang Anye glanced at her with a peculiar look and bluntly said, "It's called Zhanxue, the emphasis is on the word 'Zhan'."

Wu Xue'ning's face fell, glaring at Wang Anye angrily, "You're deliberately provoking me to leave Zhanxue for Wu Yiluo, aren't you?"

"Little Commandery Princess Xue'ning, you may not know." Old Yao said from the side, "Lord Zhanxue's personality is rather... well, it only accepts girls from Qingluo's lineage as its master. His Majesty has decided that when Little Commandery Princess Yiluo grows a bit older, Zhanxue will be given to her for protection."

"What about me?" Wu Xue'ning was stunned, "The remaining four Divine Spirit Artifacts, three are crazy, one is stupid. Should I choose a crazy one or a stupid one?"

"Choose me, choose me, choose me." In the distance, the Changsheng sword trembled, howling, "Little Commandery Princess, don't listen to those outside rumors, choose me, I guarantee to take you flying."

Wu Xue'ning ignored him, sighing, "If it doesn't work out, I'll take the blank Spirit Artifact Divine Spirit Sword and slowly cultivate the Spirit Artifact."

As for the other three Divine Spirit Artifacts, she had no interest at all.

After this tour, Wang Anye had gained a lot of knowledge, but still felt slightly regretful, glancing around, "Eunuch Yao, I heard the royal family has a 'Canglong Sword', a legendary Dao Artifact, why isn't it here?"

"You silly child, the Canglong Sword is a national treasure, how could it be placed in the Divine Weapon Hall?" Old Yao laughed, "It's personally controlled by His Majesty, and because it's so important, His Majesty never shows it casually. If you really want to see it, you'll have to wait until Commandery Prince An ascends and receives the Canglong Sword inheritance, then you can ask him. After all, he's your father-in-law, he'll be more accommodating."

Unable to see the Canglong Sword, Wang Anye was slightly disappointed but quickly adjusted his mood, "In that case, I'll choose one of the many Purple Mansion Treasures."

Actually, Wang Anye couldn't distinguish which of the many Purple Mansion Treasures was the best.

For now, he could only rely on luck. Even if he didn't choose the best, he would still gain a lot, without much regret.

His personality was always more easygoing, not overly concerned with getting the best, so he wasn't too worried about choosing the best Purple Mansion Treasure.

"This way, Young Master Anye." Old Yao liked Wang Anye's personality and led him out, casually chatting, "By the way, did your great-grandfather come to Shangjing City for something specific?"

"Great-grandfather said many things piled up, so he decided to come to Shangjing City." Wang Anye replied casually, "Like ancestral worship matters, bringing the wolf cub home, and discussing with the main branch of the Wang Clan about building a shrine for Ancestor Chuanwu."

"Ancestor Chuanwu is…?"

Old Yao understood the other matters, but who was Ancestor Chuanwu? When did the Wang Clan have an Ancestor Chuanwu?

"Great-grandfather said he's our Wang Clan's true founding ancestor. Ancestor Wang Chuanwu was a figure from the Shenwu Royal Dynasty, said to be the commander of the seventh legion." Wang Anye answered honestly, "A remarkable figure indeed. Our Wang Clan is his legacy."

"Ahem~~"

Old Yao was dumbfounded, coughing in surprise.

Such an obvious attempt to claim a historical figure as an ancestor, only Wang Shouzhe could pull it off.

But honestly, many clans have done this, claiming historical figures as ancestors. For example, the Han Yue Wu Clan also has "claims" to figures from the Immortal Dynasty… no, according to them, it's a definite lineage.

These things, whether true or false… actually, the truth doesn't matter much.

As long as the genealogy is well-crafted and the shrine is built, after thousands or tens of thousands of years, the fake becomes real.

Moreover, who can say for sure that Ancestor Wang Chuanwu wasn't the true ancestor of the Wang Clan? Ten thousand years is a long time, anything could have happened, who can say for sure?

"So your Wang Clan's ancestor once served as a legion commander in the Shenwu Royal Dynasty, truly impressive." Old Yao cooperated, showing admiration and respect.

He had no grudge against the Wang Clan, why would he be foolish enough to undermine them on such matters?

As they spoke, the neatly folded black cloth on the empty shelf by the door suddenly trembled slightly.

Just as Wang Anye was about to step out of the hall with Old Yao.

Suddenly.

A hoarse, low female voice echoed in Wang Anye's mind.

"Unexpectedly, the commander left descendants, no wonder I find you pleasing. Don't choose those trash Purple Mansion Treasures, they're just transitional equipment due to insufficient production technology. In this so-called Divine Weapon Hall, only these few idiots are barely passable, the rest are either low-grade or trash, useless to take back."

"Ah?"

Wang Anye paused, looking around with a puzzled expression.

"Young Master Anye, is something wrong?" Old Yao seemed unaware of the voice, glancing around but noticing nothing unusual.

"Don't worry, they can't hear me." The hoarse, low female voice said, "I've been bored here for too long, originally wanted to test your character before leaving with you. But since you're the commander's descendant, it's even more fitting for me to go with you."

Wang Anye remained confused.

He had no idea who was speaking to him.

"The black cloth you picked up earlier, that's me." The woman continued, "Think of a way to take me away without arousing suspicion."

Black cloth?

Wang Anye's gaze drifted to the shelf.

The black cloth he had neatly folded seemed to have shifted slightly. This made him uncertain. This black cloth not only spoke but also moved.

Could it be that this tattered black cloth was actually a Divine Spirit Artifact?

But he couldn't imagine what use a Divine Spirit Artifact-level black cloth could have. Combat? Defense? It didn't seem reliable.

"Eunuch Yao, can I have this black cloth?" Wang Anye asked casually.

Upon hearing this, the black cloth became anxious, its voice rising again, "You child, you're too honest, too straightforward. I told you to think of a way, and you just ask directly? Once exposed… they won't suspect…"

Before the black cloth could finish complaining, Old Yao's voice rang out.

"You mean this black cloth?" Old Yao said indifferently, "It was dug up from a Shenwu Royal Dynasty ruin. It's quite peculiar, automatically wiping tables, mopping floors, and organizing everything neatly. But other than that, it has no other function. The people of the Shenwu Royal Dynasty really… knew how to live, even refining a self-cleaning rag."

"Since it's just sitting there, and not important, if Young Master Anye wants it, take it to play with." Old Yao agreed casually, adding, "It's worthless, you should choose an additional Purple Mansion Treasure, so no one can say His Majesty gave you a rag."

Rag, rag, rag… your whole family is a self-cleaning rag!

I'm just in a bad mood, cleaning up to relieve stress and loneliness!

The black cloth was furious.

Even though its goal was achieved, it couldn't help but curse Old Yao in its heart. If given the chance, it would definitely show him its power.

"Well…" Wang Anye shook his head, insisting, "His Majesty said I could choose one thing besides the Divine Spirit Artifact. Since I've chosen this black cloth, I have no reason to choose anything else."

Does he need to be so straightforward?

Wu Xue'ning, Old Yao, and even the black cloth felt Wang Anye was too upright and honest.

"This child, too honest, since it's free… ahem, since it's free, why not take an extra piece of trash? Doesn't have the cunning… charm of the commander Old Wang back in the day." The black cloth muttered to itself, secretly deciding to find a way to teach Wang Anye a lesson once they were out.

Being so honest, he'd easily suffer losses in the future.

"Well… if Young Master Anye insists, then just take the black cloth." Old Yao sighed inwardly.

"Thank you, Eunuch Yao."

Wang Anye politely bowed to Old Yao, then picked up the tattered black cloth, folded it again, and left the Divine Weapon Hall with Old Yao and Wu Xue'ning.

Once they left, their figures completely disappeared from the Divine Weapon Hall.

Deep within the silent Divine Weapon Hall, it suddenly became lively.

"That obsessive-compulsive rag… finally left?"

This was the voice of the Divine Spirit Artifact Changsheng.

"Probably…" The shield Safety seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, its voice relaxing, "From now on, we won't be oppressed and humiliated. No more being wiped dozens of times a night."

"Hmph!" The battle axe Xingtian sneered, "I just don't want to argue with women, otherwise, would I fear her?"

"Ah woo ah woo~~" The blank Spirit Artifact Divine Spirit Sword cried like a baby.

"Shut up!"

At this moment, the Zhanxue sword moved slightly, a voice cold as frost echoed in the hall, "Now that she's gone, I'm the boss here."

"Zhanxue, don't be too arrogant!"

"Changsheng, if you're not convinced, come try."

"Zhanxue, Changsheng, stop being childish. In terms of battlefield prowess, who can match me?"

"Xingtian, stop pretending!"

"Big brother, big sister, peace is precious, safety first." Safety's weary voice sounded.

"Ah woo ah woo~~~" The baby-like cries grew louder.

Then, the innermost part of the Divine Weapon Hall became lively. Though they couldn't break the small targeted restrictions and fight, at least they could engage in verbal battles.

Even though Qianqiu was gone, the "experience and skills" of "Qianqiu" remained.

Various sharp verbal exchanges ensued, lively and heated, with content the author dared not elaborate on, fearing the wrath of the censorship gods.

The three who had left the Divine Weapon Hall naturally couldn't hear any of this commotion.

……

Just half an hour later.

In the Zhuozheng Pavilion of the palace.

Wang Lilong and Wang Yingxuan, having finished their exams and eaten, felt a bit stuffed and were arranged to rest by the eunuch guards.

At this moment, there were only a few people in the Zhuozheng Pavilion."Well, well." After hearing all the reports, Emperor Longchang glanced sideways at Wang Anye with a peculiar look in his eyes. "You only took that automatic cleaning cloth? Didn't you want to take more? If word gets out, won't it make me look bad? People might think I'm trying to fool a child with a piece of junk."

"Your Majesty, we agreed that I could only take one non-Divine Spirit Artifact. How could I dare to be greedy?" Wang Anye replied calmly.

"Alright, alright, keeping your word, you're a little gentleman." Emperor Longchang laughed heartily, casting an appreciative glance at Wang Anye. "However, that cloth, while it can clean automatically, is still a bit of an injustice to you... I've decided to reward you further..."

Unexpectedly, before Emperor Longchang could finish his sentence, he was interrupted.

"Cloth, cloth, cloth, your whole family is a cloth!" At this moment, the black cloth couldn't hold back any longer. It flew out on its own and shouted at Emperor Longchang, "You little brat at the early stage of Lingxu, open your eyes and take a good look, do I look like a cloth?"

With a scolding sound, the black cloth unfurled with a "whoosh," hovering in the air like a banner, fluttering in the wind.

Mysterious golden patterns appeared along the edges of the cloth with its scolding, quickly outlining a circle of enigmatic golden trim.

In the center, a broken ancient seal character "Seven" emerged bit by bit, like a fish surfacing from water.

In an instant, a powerful and intimidating aura burst forth.

Under such a terrifying aura, the numerous holes on its surface became insignificant, as no one would care about those holes at this moment.

Seeing the shocked expressions of everyone, the black cloth felt a bit smug and chuckled, "Little brat, remember this, I am the banner of the Seventh Legion of the Southeast Army of the Shenwu Royal Dynasty! Known in the army as Seventh Sister~~~!"

"Shenwu Army Legion Banner!?"

In an instant, Emperor Longchang's face changed dramatically.

How could it be possible?

A dignified Shenwu Army Legion Banner should embody both dignity and pride. How could it willingly serve as a cleaning cloth for so long, even hiding its identity?

However, the situation before him left no room for doubt. If it weren't the Shenwu Army's Legion Banner, how could it possess such terrifying might?

It's important to know that the Legion Banners of the Shenwu Royal Dynasty were not just simple flags but crucial instruments for battlefield conquests with many miraculous functions.

Possessing one would significantly enhance the combat power of the Great Qian's army.

Regret surged into Emperor Longchang's mind.

This thing was too important for the Great Qian.

He quickly put on a stern face, "Anye, you've gone too far~" Though he felt guilty, he had no choice but to act this way.

"Why does Your Majesty say so?" Wang Anye was slightly puzzled.

"We agreed not to take any Divine Spirit Artifacts, you can't break the agreement." Despite his words, Emperor Longchang was secretly delighted.

Anye, oh Anye, you're truly my lucky star, to have unearthed a Legion Banner from the treasury.

But, Anye, don't blame me for being shameless today.

The spirit of this Legion Banner seems to be a crafty and formidable character, too deep for you to handle. I'm afraid you'll suffer losses. I promise to compensate you properly later.

As for Seventh Sister, the Legion Banner, better to obediently return to my side and become the Legion Banner of the Great Qian army. I will treat her well.

"What? You shameless little brat, planning to go back on your word?" Seventh Sister, the Legion Banner, was shocked by his shamelessness. With her age and experience, she saw all creatures as little brats.

"Sigh~ Seventh Sister, I have no choice~ Anye broke the rules first..." Emperor Longchang sighed, displaying a face as thick as a city wall, "I agreed with him, one, not to take Divine Spirit Artifacts, two, only one item! I always keep my word. But he broke the first rule, so I have no choice."

"Divine Spirit Artifact? When did I ever say I was a Divine Spirit Artifact?"

Seventh Sister sneered disdainfully.

As she spoke, she shook her body with a "whoosh," the black flag fluttering, her hoarse and proud voice resounding again, "Though missing a flagpole and my body is damaged in many places, not as glorious as in my prime, I'm not some broken Divine Spirit Artifact. Seriously speaking, I should at least be considered..."

"Half a Dao Artifact!"

"What? Dao... Dao Artifact?!" Emperor Longchang's vision went black, almost collapsing on the spot.

For a moment, regret flooded his heart like a tidal wave.

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