Chapter 893 - 395: Exchanging for the Celestial Soul Fruit, Wang Yannian is Shocked

After learning the answer, Li Chang’an was left somewhat speechless.

Just a hobby! To fall to such a pathetic state all for the sake of a mere hobby was simply not worth it.

With a sweep of his hand, he stored the Forbidden Soul Bottle away and restored his original appearance and aura.

Then, he brought out the mutilated corpse of Qian Shi True Monarch.

The body was torn into pieces and dripping with blood, the essence within its flesh and blood having long burned away. To anyone else, these remains would hold little value. But in Li Chang’an’s eyes, this was exactly equivalent to a Celestial Soul Fruit!

"After years of planning, I’ve finally slain Qian Shi. Wang Yannian shouldn’t go back on his word," he thought.

Integrity was paramount in human affairs. If Wang Yannian failed to keep his promise, Li Chang’an wouldn’t mind letting him taste the power of the Three Treasures of Soul Destruction. Although Wang Yannian was a True Soul, his strength was far below its peak. If the two were to fight, Li Chang’an was highly confident he could take him down.

With another wave of his hand, he swept the mutilated corpse of Qian Shi True Monarch into a separate Storage Pouch. He quietly departed from Changqing Mountain, heading straight for the new Wang Clan Territory.

After that near-extermination disaster, the Wang Family had relocated once more to cultivate a new Tier Four Array. Today, the Wang Clan Territory was far from the battlefields of the Northern Domain. It was situated close to the Southern Domain, lying quite near the Mountain Gate of the Purple Mist Sect.

Before long, the Wang Clan Territory appeared in the distance.

"The Wang Family has truly fallen into decline. The atmosphere of their territory is far worse than before," Li Chang’an thought, his profound gaze taking in the entirety of the clan’s domain.

When the Wang Family was nearly destroyed the first time, their actual losses hadn’t been too severe. That was because Wang Yannian had noticed something amiss ahead of time and secretly relocated the clan’s treasures and key members.

The second disaster a few years ago was the true cause of the Wang Family’s decline. During that calamity, the Wang Clan Members suffered catastrophic casualties. The Saint Child and Saintess, who both had hopes of Nascent Soul Formation, were virtually wiped out, and even their Spirit Body perished in that battle. Very few geniuses survived. Now, the entire Wang Family had lost its former grandeur. There were no smiles on the clan members’ faces, and the atmosphere was overwhelmingly oppressive.

Li Chang’an arrived outside the Grand Array of the clan territory and stated his purpose to the patrolling Wang Family youths. Soon, Wang Qianling came out to receive him. She was as beautiful as ever, though a faint, lingering sorrow now rested between her brows.

"Daoist Li, please come with me."

"Alright."

Li Chang’an followed her into the clan territory. An oppressive and stifling sensation immediately washed over him, far stronger than what he had felt from the outside. The entire Wang Family felt lifeless, utterly devoid of vitality.

As the two made their way toward the Wang Family’s main hall, cold, undisguised gazes fixed upon Li Chang’an, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

A moment later, they entered the main hall of the Wang Family. Wang Qianling spoke softly, inviting Li Chang’an to take a seat to one side.

"Daoist Li, the patriarch is still in seclusion. His Nascent Soul is not completely compatible with his second body, and he is currently adapting. Please wait for a moment."

"I understand."

For the sake of the Celestial Soul Fruit, Li Chang’an didn’t mind waiting a bit longer. He half-closed his eyes, circulating his Cultivation Technique, and began to cultivate right there in the Wang Family hall.

Time flowed by, and almost half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

One day.

A Nascent Soul aura emerged from deep within the Wang Clan Territory. This aura felt somewhat hollow and floated erratically, fluctuating between strong and weak—it was quite unstable.

"It seems Wang Yannian truly lacks compatibility with his second body. I wonder if he still possesses the strength of a True Soul," Li Chang’an pondered silently.

The Wang Yannian of the past possessed a profound foundation and vigorous Magical Power, standing as a veteran at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul. Now, perhaps he only retained the strength of a Fake Soul.

Before long, a white-robed cultivator appeared in the main hall. His appearance was incredibly youthful, yet his eyes were brimming with the vicissitudes of time. His entire being exuded an aura of age and exhaustion completely incongruous with his youthful face. It was none other than Wang Yannian.

He casually took the master’s seat and asked, "Li, what brings you here today?"

"For the Celestial Soul Fruit." Li Chang’an didn’t mince words and stated his purpose directly. He cupped his hands in a salute and asked, "Elder Wang, does the agreement we made back then still hold?"

"Naturally, it still holds." Wang Yannian nodded slightly. With a flash of Spiritual Light in his hand, the illusionary image of a Celestial Soul Fruit manifested.

It was exactly as Li Chang’an had guessed. The Celestial Soul Fruit was far too precious. Wang Yannian hadn’t placed it in the clan’s Treasure Vault, nor did he carry it with him. Instead, he kept it safely tucked away in his private Treasure Vault.

Wang Yannian asked, "Li, you’ve come here today... Could it be that you’ve thought it through?"

He had given Li Chang’an twenty years. So far, only twelve years had passed. In his eyes, it was impossible for Li Chang’an to slay a Demonic Nascent Soul. His visit today most likely meant he had decided to choose the first option—to marry into the Wang Family!

Wang Qianling’s beautiful, water-like eyes fell upon Li Chang’an, carrying a faint hint of anticipation.

However, to both of their surprise, Li Chang’an patted his Storage Pouch. A bloody corpse flew out and landed right in the center of the main hall.

"Elder Wang, these are the remains of Qian Shi True Monarch. Please examine them."

"Qian Shi?" Wang Yannian trembled and shot up from the master’s seat. He walked over to the corpse, his eyes filled with absolute disbelief. He examined it over and over again, finally confirming that it was indeed the corpse of Qian Shi True Monarch!

Qian Shi True Monarch had participated in both of the disasters that nearly exterminated the Wang Family. Because of this, Wang Yannian was exceptionally familiar with his aura. Yet, no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn’t figure it out. Li Chang’an was merely a Golden Core Cultivator. How could he have battered Qian Shi True Monarch into such a state?

Standing to the side, Wang Qianling stared blankly at the corpse, her gaze somewhat vacant. "Patriarch, is this... is this really the corpse of Qian Shi True Monarch?"

"There is no mistake, it is his!" Wang Yannian took a deep breath. Even as a Nascent Soul True Monarch, it was difficult for him to maintain his composure at this moment. He looked toward Li Chang’an. "Li, did you slay this man with your own hands?"