Godly Conceited Son-in-law

In a remote mountain in the southwest, an extremely luxurious courtyard stood on top of a mountain. Smoke rose in spirals from the chimneys in this courtyard.    

Song Dizhi was leading a group of armed martial arts experts behind a large rock at the side of the courtyard.    

"Uncle Wang, did you see that doorman who swept the door?"    

As soon as Song Dizhi finished speaking, a thin, spry, white-haired old man walked up to him and nodded his head solemnly in the direction he was pointing at.    

"Uncle Wang, in our charging squad. You are the oldest and the most powerful among the martial arts cultivators. So, I want to ask for your opinion. "    

Uncle Wang is a housekeeper of the Fang family. However, as he grew older, his sensitivity to spiritual energy also became weaker, making it difficult for him to progress further in his cultivation. Therefore, later on, he was taken as a butler by Fang Yishan, who was in charge of nurturing the future generations of martial arts cultivation.    

Now, he was once again on the front lines. The reason he was able to play the role of a charging soldier was due to the strength of his enemies.    

However, it was rare for him to have such a good opportunity to relive the hot-bloodedness of his youth.    

Uncle Wang looked at the expectant Song Dizhi, revealing a benevolent smile.    

"Little Song, you're the leader of this team. It has nothing to do with age or cultivation. Everyone will listen to you. I will listen to you too! "    

"But Uncle Wang, if that's the case, then …"    

Before Song Dizhi could finish his words, Uncle Wang raised his hand and interrupted him. He smiled and moved aside, no longer saying anything.    

Seeing this, Song Dizhi could only smile helplessly.    

Fourth Martial Uncle Xuan Ming had given him a lot of freedom and leadership in this operation. Letting him lead a small group of vanguards was the greatest affirmation he could give. As such, no matter what, he had to break through the gates of the "Heavenly Jewel Master Mansion" today.    

Song Dazhi's dark eyes shone like precious gems. He stared at the doorman, who was sweeping the floor, and nodded solemnly at the team members behind him.    

"Everyone listen to my commands later, let's rush out from the flank together. "Remember, you must be quick. You must take down the door!"    

Although the team members behind him were much stronger than him, they were all disciples of Fang Yishan, so they didn't dare to object.    

Finally, after the sound of a cannon shot. From the back door of the Heavenly Jewel Master Manor, the sounds of fighting could be heard. When Song Dazhi heard this, he instantly became spirited. He pulled out the saber Guan Yang had chosen for him and appeared from behind the rock.    

"Brothers, charge with me!"    

The moment the order was given, the group of people swarmed towards the entrance like cages that had just burst out of the air.    

The doorman, who was sweeping the floor, was also shocked. Throwing down his broom, he quickly fled. He wanted to take the opportunity to close the door, shocking Song Dizhi into a state of panic.    

At that moment, a throwing knife suddenly came flying from behind. Just as Song Dezhi was about to lose his mind, the doorman that was about to close the door fell down powerlessly.    

Song Desheng was overjoyed. He quickly turned around to take a look. On the stone where they had dodged, Uncle Wang, who was lean and hale, was looking at him with a smile.    

In just the time it took to smoke a single cigarette, nearly a thousand martial arts cultivators had charged into the courtyard of the "Heavenly Master Mansion." Many outer sect disciples tried their best to resist, but in the end, they could not withstand the combined assault of the various families.    

In the blink of an eye, the entire 'Heavenly Jewel Master Manor' had turned into a sea of ashes, and the smoke from the huge fire shrouded the entire area. As time passed, the outer court disciples of the "Heavenly Master Mansion" had also been continuously defeated, utterly defeated.    

At the same time, in the meeting hall of the Heavenly Jewel Master Manor.    

The crowd of inner disciples who were already panicking were all whispering to each other. Their faces were filled with worry and anxiety.    

"Quiet, the four great elders are here!"    

Following the announcement, four elders in their fifties hurried out from behind the scenes in the meeting hall. Although they already had heads full of white hair, their spirits were still there. They were even more spirited than some of the younger generation.    

As the four elders took their seats, the meeting hall instantly quieted down.    

The Second Elder swept his gaze over the crowd before asking in a low voice, "What's the situation outside?"    

After hearing this, Little Twelfth Sister stood up and cupped his hands with an abnormally determined expression and said, "Reporting to Master and Martial Uncle. The enemy had come without warning, and the outer sect disciples were doing their best to resist. However, based on my current emotions and actions, I won't be able to hold on for long. "    

The second elder slightly frowned and pondered for a moment before continuing to ask: "How is the situation at Huangpu Mountain, have you left yet?"    

An inner sect disciple dressed in bloodstains stood up and cupped his hands respectfully: "Reporting to Sect Leader, the people from Huangpu Mountain have already left. However, judging from his current progress, in a short period of time … I probably won't be able to make it in time. "    

It was depressing to speak of this news at this point. However, it was indeed a awakening.    

The Second Elder looked at the people who started to discuss with each other, coughed lightly, and then said, "Cough, cough, since it has come to this, there is no need to feel burdened anymore. For our Heavenly Master Manor to have such a trial, it is also a test of the heavens. That is why, the most important thing is for us to protect more of our own lives, so that the glory of the 'Heavenly Jewel Master Mansion' can be revived! "    

Little Twelve stuck his head out, scratching his head as he asked curiously: "Master, are you prepared to abandon the 'Heavenly Master Manor'?"    

The Second Elder frowned before relaxing and said in a low voice: "Little 12, what you said is not true."    

"Hmm?"    

"As long as there's one more person in our 'Heavenly Master Manor', then the 'Heavenly Master Manor' will always be there. Right now we're just retreating. We'll definitely take the opportunity to kill them later. Therefore, this cannot be called abandonment. "    

"But Master, this …"    

"That's enough, Little Twelve. Time is of the essence. You should hurry back and pack up."    

As soon as he finished, the second elder looked at the people in the meeting room, and they immediately understood and left in a hurry.    

In the blink of an eye, there were only four elders left alone in the meeting hall.    

The Second Elder looked at the Head Elder and shook his head helplessly. He choked and said, "Senior Brother, I have lost face for Master!"    

This cry was like a sharp sword that ruthlessly pierced into the hearts of the other three elders. That unforgettable pain had already gradually sunk deep into their bone marrow.    

The Great Elder supported the Second Elder with much difficulty and said softly, "Second Junior Brother, what you said earlier is correct. This is the home of our 'Heavenly Master Manor', so we will definitely be able to return in the future! "