If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 209 Tianxu Tower Executives

Miao family.

Miao Wujiang, who was half a step away from becoming a god, had long lost the imposing aura he had half a year ago. He was listless and had many more wrinkles on his face. In order to support Miao Qianqian's training in Tianxu Tower, almost all the valuable things in the Miao family had been sold off, and the only thing left was the Miao family itself.

Seeing her father working so hard, Miao Qianqian bit her lip and was about to speak, but Miao Wujiang already knew what Miao Qianqian would say and immediately raised his hand to stop her.

"Qianqian, you've already reached the Golden Core stage at the age of seventeen. You are the pride of the Miao family, a prodigy that Qianzhou only encounters once in a thousand, or even ten thousand years! You absolutely cannot be dragged down by my Miao family. Tianxu Tower is your only chance!"

Miao Qianqian clenched her fists and said nothing.

This was not the first time such a conversation had occurred. She was not blind and could see that the Miao family's situation was deteriorating.

"Qianqian, don't worry, as long as the top management of Tianxu Tower is willing to meet us, there is still hope!"

Just then a man ran in hurriedly.

"Master! The senior executives of Tianxu Tower are willing to meet us!"

The Miao father and daughter were stunned, and Miao Wujiang's momentum suddenly rose as if he had a last burst of energy, and he stood up suddenly.

"Sure enough, God has not given up on our Miao family!"

……

"Ah - long time no see, Master Miao -"

In the private room, Li Yanmo put down his teacup and nodded to the Miao father and daughter who were standing in a daze in front of the door.

"You, you, you are..."

Miao Wujiang stuttered and pointed at Li Yanmo, while Miao Qianqian's face was pale without a trace of blood.

"Hmm? Master Miao, don't you remember me? We've met several times before," Li Yanmo smiled and counted on his fingers. "I think our first meeting was in front of the Enlightenment Stone in Qingshan Sect. Then we met again here in Tianxu Tower. And then there was the Qianzhou Competition, where I came in second and your daughter came in first."

Seeing that Miao Wujiang was speechless, Li Yanmo looked at Miao Qianqian.

"Ms. Miao, how many times have we met? This should be the fifth time—"

"Ah, come to think of it, I haven't had the chance to introduce myself," Li Yanmo leaned sideways, resting his right hand on his cheek, and said with a smile, "My name is Li Yanmo. I'm allowed to speak a few words in Tianxu Tower. I heard that you guys are confident in convincing me to invest in the Miao family. I wonder what it is."

The Miao father and daughter fell backwards at the same time, but Zhao Qian and Situ Lei were already in position. They pushed the chair forward just enough for the Miao father and daughter to sit on it, and then pushed them in one after the other.

"Master Li, do you need us to sit in on the lecture?"

"No, they'll be too nervous if you're here."

"Yes."

Zhao Qian and Situ Lei quickly retreated, not forgetting to close the door.

The respectful attitude of Zhao Qian and Situ Lei completely shattered the last hope of the Miao father and daughter.

"Mr. Li, you, what are you doing..."

Miao Wujiang stuttered and couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Seeing her father so shaken, Miao Qianqian bit her lip and steeled herself. As soon as she opened her mouth, Li Yanmo said slowly, "You don't think I'm taking revenge on you, do you? Do you think it's necessary?"

Miao Qianqian suddenly fell silent.

If Li Yanmo had wanted revenge on them, the Miao family would have vanished long ago, and she wouldn't have been able to break through to the Golden Core stage in such a short time. Miao Wujiang also recovered from his shock, but his mind was still blank, and he didn't know what to say. Miao Qianqian, on the other hand, struggled to maintain her dignity.

"Master Li, why do you treat the Miao family like this..."

"Miss Miao, I don't quite understand what you're saying. Are you trying to say that I'm responsible for the Miao family's current predicament?" Li Yanmo picked up the teacup and gently shook it. "Tianxu Tower is a place for business. The training grounds here are no less than those of a super sect. Do you think the Miao family, with their wealth, could allow you to train in a super sect's training ground for so long?"

"Or do you think I should let you practice here for free?"

Miao Qianqian was stunned for a moment. After a long moment, her shoulders slowly slumped down and she bowed her head to Li Yanmo. "Master Li, please forgive me. It was my fault, Meng Lang."

Li Yanmo laughed. "I heard that your Miao family is confident that you can convince me? Could it be that you mean breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage before the age of eighteen, becoming the legal wife of the Eighth Prince Jifa, and becoming the Prince of Qian as a relative of the emperor?"

Seeing that Li Yanmo even mentioned Ji Fa's name without any respect, Miao Wujiang was shocked, but he suppressed his uneasiness and explained, "Eighth Prince Ji Fa is the best among all the princes in terms of character, cultivation, and contribution to Dayu. I heard that he made great contributions in Chiche this time. Emperor Yu will most likely choose him as the crown prince."

Miao Qianqian also nodded nervously.

Li Yanmo slammed the cup on the table with a loud bang. It wasn't a heavy blow, but it scared Miao Wujiang so much that he didn't dare to speak. Miao Qianqian even lowered her head in fear.

Considering how much Emperor Yu values Tianxu Tower, it might be possible for him to use the Miao family incident to make Ji Fa the crown prince so that he can provide funds to Tianxu Tower through the Miao family.

If such a thing really happened, Jifa might express his resentment by hanging himself in front of his door.

"Master Miao, your daughter has already reached the Golden Core stage at the age of seventeen. If she can truly become a Nascent Soul at the age of eighteen, do you want her to join the royal family struggle?"

Miao Wujiang was stunned and subconsciously looked at Miao Qianqian.

"The higher the quality of the golden elixir, the more difficult it is to break through the Nascent Soul stage. Miss Miao condensed the Eight Desolate Golden Elixir with the Eight Desolate inheritance, and has unlimited potential. What she needs now is to consolidate her cultivation. If she forcibly gives birth to the Nascent Soul, she will most likely ruin her bright future in cultivation and stop at the Spirit Transformation stage," Li Yanmo said leisurely.

"Don't even mention whether the Eighth Prince can sit on the throne. Even if he does, do you think a Spiritual Transformation Stage cultivator is worthy of sitting on the Queen's chair?"

"Since ancient times, the imperial family has been the most ruthless. What the emperor wants is not the empress, but the contribution that the empress can make to consolidate his royal power, that is, her family."

Miao Wujiang felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him, and his whole body shuddered as he realized this possibility.

Ji Fa did promise to marry Miao Qianqian as his wife, but he never said that this wife could not be divorced.

Other concubines in the harem have the support of their natal families, but what does his Miao family have?
"Master Li, what you mean is..."

Li Yanmo didn't answer Miao Wujiang, but looked at Miao Qianqian, "Ms. Miao, you have been practicing hard until now, is it just to become someone else's wife?"

Miao Qianqian's beautiful eyes slowly widened, and her tense body relaxed a little bit, and the dark cloud that had been weighing on her heart gradually dissipated.

"You two, listen to my advice. While there's a saying that man proposes, God disposes, putting your entire fate and wealth in the hands of others is not the way to put it."

Li Yanmo smiled, picked up the teacup and started shaking it.

"You two, what are your plans?"

Miao Qianqian took a deep breath and looked at Miao Wujiang seriously. After a pause, she mustered up her courage and said, "Dad—"

"I understand," Miao Wujiang sighed, seeming to have aged several years in an instant, but vitality seemed to emerge in his cloudy eyes, "The throne of the Qian King is not worth it."

Miao Qianqian clenched her fists and was about to stand up to salute Li Yanmo, but Li Yanmo spoke first.

"Alright, both of you, which prince gave you the confidence to convince me?"

After the Miao family father and daughter exchanged a glance, Miao Qianqian slowly said, "It's the people on the Tenth Prince's side. They said that the Eighth Prince will definitely become the Crown Prince."

(End of this chapter)