Family Management Game In Immortal Continent Chapter 764: Illusory Dreams

Within Merit City of the Azure Cloud Prefecture.

A crowd of clan elders gathered around Li Yunbing, offering their heartfelt congratulations. The atmosphere grew even more jubilant as joyful tidings arrived from the Northern Border, announcing Li Xinghuo's successful breakthrough.

The family’s Old Tree still held Tian Xing captive. According to the elders, the resources and secrets seized from that villain were so vast that any elder from that era could likely reach the Divinity Transformation realm within the next hundred years.

"Tian Xing... just what kind of monster was he truly?"

Li Xinnian whispered, his voice laced with lingering shock.

As the sounds of celebration and clinking cups filled the Li family's central courtyard, Li Xinnian turned to his wife, Nangong Qingya. "Qingya, does Tian Xing appear in those dreams of yours?"

He had first questioned the mysterious circumstances surrounding his wife on the night they wed.

Nangong Qingya had hidden nothing from him.

She possessed the "Illusory Dreams," a gift that granted her foresight into the future. However, because of his own interference, the presence of Su Chen, and the rise of the Li family, the present reality had strayed far from the destiny she had once envisioned.

"He does," Nangong Qingya replied, her expression turning somber.

"In the dream's timeline, Tian Xing and Daoist Baimei reigned as the Supremes of Eternal Sun Prefecture.

The master and his disciple utilized a massive spiritual formation to offer up every living soul in Eternal Sun Prefecture as a sacrifice. Yet, Tian Xing met with disaster; he suffered a violent backlash while attempting to step into the Integration realm.

Following that, Azure Mist Mountain witnessed the ascension of a Supreme Baimei at the peak of the Integration realm.

After being a fugitive of the Imperial Dynasty for many years, he eventually returned to Azure Mist Mountain as a powerhouse of the Mahayana realm."

Li Xinnian felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this. He realized more than ever how incredible his elders and the Old Ancestor were for successfully plundering the providence of legendary figures like Baimei and Tian Xing.

"However, I am ignorant of what followed," Nangong Qingya admitted with a weary smile.

"In that illusory dream, I was nothing more than an insignificant elder of the Nangong family. At this point, too many events have deviated from what I saw."

Li Xinnian remained lost in thought.

While the husband and wife conversed, a young man approached them and offered a respectful bow.

"Father, Mother."

The youth looked very much like Li Xinnian, though his eyes were exceptionally clear. This was Li Zhiheng.

"Zhiheng, I sent you to meet the young lady from the Sun family of the Duravia Trade Prefecture. What was your impression?" Li Xinnian asked, looking at his son with pride.

The boy had inherited his father's gentle nature and possessed a rare Single Spirit Root. If he practiced his Cultivation diligently, he might even manifest a Heavenly Spirit Root upon reaching the Foundation Establishment realm.

Furthermore, the boy’s innate "Heart of the Innocent" aptitude was truly a marvel.

"Father, I have just returned from meeting Miss Sun Sixiu. When I spoke to her, her face turned crimson with rage, and she shouted that I was a lecherous knave. I truly do not understand what I did to offend her."

Li Zhiheng’s gaze remained perfectly guileless.

"..."

Li Xinnian was struck dumb for a moment. "And exactly what did you say to her?"

"I asked her the moment we were introduced," Li Zhiheng replied with total earnestness. "I asked if she wished to marry me and bear children for our Li family."

He continued, "If Father has no other commands, I shall depart to continue my cultivation."

"Go. And do not show your face to me for the next two years."

Li Xinnian’s face darkened as he dismissed him with a wave. As he watched Li Zhiheng walk away with a bewildered look, he shouted, "Make that three years!"

Observing his son's back, Li Xinnian realized for the first time that certain traits are simply born into a person.

His son was naturally thick-headed. Regardless of the lessons taught to him, Li Zhiheng simply could not grasp social nuances.

He hadn't even begun to speak until the age of six. He was a peerless genius when it came to cultivation, yet he was utterly hopeless in every other aspect of life.

"Xinnian," Li Yunbing remarked with a smile from nearby.

"Give me your word. Let Zhiheng focus solely on his path of cultivation. It is for the best; do not force him to learn the deceptions of this world. Believe me, this purity is a blessing for him."

"But..." Li Xinnian started to protest, his brow furrowed.

"There are no buts," Li Yunlin interjected with a cold snort. "And do not fret about Zhiheng being mistreated due to his naivety. I would like to see who possesses the courage to bully a child of our family."

Li Yunbing watched the boy leave with a nostalgic expression, smiling toward Li Yunlin.

"Big Brother, does he not remind you of how I used to be?"

"He does," Li Yunlin agreed, his face brightening.

Li Yunbing let out a long breath. "Then let us pray he never turns into what I am today."

Li Yunlin fell into a pensive silence. Perhaps this was the very reason their predecessors had struggled for generations: so their descendants wouldn't have to endure what they had suffered in that harsh era of the past.

In the midst of the banquet's noise, the entire crowd suddenly looked up toward the heavens.

"Boom!"

The moonlight reflected off a muscular man's bald head as he leaped into the sky, a spinning cube hovering before him.

He roared with laughter, "Hahaha! Success! Old Ancestor, Yaotie has finally succeeded!"

Gleams of excitement appeared in the eyes of everyone present.

Suddenly, a thick medicinal aroma drifted from the Outer City, blanketing all of Merit City.

Gouty flames from a pill furnace erupted toward the stars, followed by a mocking, cold snort.

"Old Third, oh Old Third. I’ve known since we were children that you were nothing but a clumsy brute. Your Second Sister finished her work ten years ago!"

"You... if you're so talented, go refine some artifacts then! Keep laughing and see if I don't report this to Mom, Dad, and the Old Ancestor!"

The guests at the banquet burst into peals of laughter at the exchange.

Li Yunlin shook his head, a wry smile on his lips. "Centuries have passed, yet Second Aunt still delights in picking on Third Uncle."

Before his words could even settle.

Li Yaoqing, standing atop the flames, projected her voice so it echoed throughout Merit City. "Hmph! He’s at that age and still wants to tattle like a certain idiot!"

"..."

Crack!

A wine cup shattered in a grip. Li Yunbing stared at his Big Brother, whose face had gone pale with rage and whose veins were throbbing visibly.

"Big Brother, what... what is it? You look absolutely furious."