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This is especially true for the younger disciples.

What will happen to the younger generation of the family if they are not present?

Although Feng Xun is indeed strong enough and can live up to the reputation.

But the Human Emperor Physique is still the Human Emperor Physique... This is the source of the Feng family's confidence that they will not lose in this life.

This kind of thing is irreplaceable.

After a moment of silence, someone finally spoke.

An elder sitting opposite Feng Pi spoke first:

"What Fifth Brother said makes sense. Now that the Beidou Holy Land has found the Primordial Holy Body, with him in charge, we can let them relax a bit."

"Furthermore... in a few days, the Purple Star will begin to recover. During this crucial period, if the Imperial Prince is away, who will the clan turn to if they need a younger generation member to step forward? The Feng family cannot be without the Imperial Prince to oversee things!"

A female elder who was slightly behind nodded: "Fifth Brother, Eighth Brother is right, but I have to say something fair."

"The fact that the Imperial Prince was able to embark on the path of cultivation, awaken the Human Emperor Body, and achieve his current level of cultivation is inseparable from the cultivation of Beidou. If my Feng family were to be petty just because the Imperial Prince stayed in Beidou, it would only make us seem stingy."

"This isn't a matter of being stingy or not," another elder said.

"With him gone, things are indeed difficult in some situations, such as dealing with other forces, and those ancient ruins after the world was restored... We can't always wait for him to come back from the Big Dipper, can we? Even with a teleportation array, it would still cause delays."

After these words were spoken, the hall fell silent again.

Feng Zhi stood there, listening to the discussion inside the hall, without rushing to express his opinion.

He could feel the gazes of the elders and young disciples.

Some were worried, some disagreed, and everyone was waiting to see how he would respond.

He sighed inwardly; this was the predicament of being the heir to two powerful forces.

He understood these people's concerns; if he were an elder of the Feng family, he would have the same thoughts.

The family finally produced a Human Emperor Physique, but their precious treasure still has to stay with other forces.

When the Feng family needs someone, they have to send a message in advance. Waiting for them to arrive on time makes anyone uneasy.

But he couldn't just ignore Beidou's situation.

This is indeed a dilemma; no matter which side he stays on, the expectations of the other side will be dashed.

Feng Zhi lowered his gaze, pondering a solution.

Just as he was about to speak, a heavy knocking sound came from the head of the table.

Feng Yuan's fingers finally stopped tapping.

He stood up, looked at everyone, and tapped his cane on the ground.

"Are you done talking?"

The hall fell silent. The elders who had been speaking exchanged glances, but none of them dared to respond.

"What you just said has its merits, and this matter is indeed a problem. But I'm not so old that I haven't considered such a thing! The Feng family isn't so weak that it can't even resolve this kind of issue!"

After Feng Yuan finished speaking, he took out a long, rectangular wooden box from his sleeve.

The wooden box was dark and had no decorations on its surface, except for a thin gold line at the joint, which looked like a mark for sealing something.

He opened the lid, and inside the box was a short bronze ruler.

It was about a foot long, with an extremely smooth surface, without any markings or patterns, and sharp, thin edges, making it look more like a decorative item than a weapon.

Everyone's expression changed upon seeing the bronze ruler.

He was secretly amazed at how much the family valued Feng Zhi, that they were even willing to give up this!

You should know that there are only one or two of these items in the Feng family! And they are all in the hands of the ancestor deep in the ancestral land!

When Feng Yuan took it out of the box, Feng Zhi's blood vessels suddenly trembled.

It was an indescribable feeling; there was a certain aura, of the same origin as him, flowing on that bronze ruler.

Feng Yuan noticed Feng Zhi's subtle reaction. Instead of handing him the short ruler immediately, he explained it to him first.

"A replica of the Measuring Scale can traverse space, break through restrictive formations, and can also be used to defend against enemies. With your current cultivation level, its speed is no less than that of a half-saint's spatial passage."

"It also contains the spatial imprint of the Imperial Weapon. As long as you are still under this starry sky, you can use your magic power to activate it and ignore all distances, instantly arriving in front of the weapon."

"The Ancestor specially left a profound magical power in your mark, enough for you to use until you become a Saint. Once you become a Saint, spatial distance will no longer be a problem for you. Consider this mark as a transition."

Those below were filled with envy upon hearing the old man's words.

Imperial weapons can ignore any distance and can even cross star systems! But it is virtually impossible for counterfeit products to achieve this.

Only a weapon like the Jubing, a supreme instrument capable of measuring the universe, could accomplish this.

What they envied most was that even the ancestor personally intervened to activate it for them—that showed how much he valued them!

The old man walked up to Feng Zhi and handed him the short ruler along with the wooden box.

"You don't lack anything. What the Feng family can give you is that no matter where you go, there will always be a way home."

Feng Zhi solemnly accepted the wooden box with both hands and bowed to Feng Yuan.

Feng Yuan nodded, then waved to everyone: "Alright, if there are no other questions, everyone can leave now."

Everyone stood up.

He bowed to the five old monsters ahead, and since the matter had been resolved, he had no further objections.

As the elders passed by Feng Zhi, some bowed to him, while others nodded without saying anything before leaving.

Feng Pi was among the last to rise. As this powerful figure passed by, he stopped and glanced at Feng Zhi, his tone much gentler than before:

"Keep that ruler safe." Then he walked out of the palace gate.

Feng Zhi nodded, showing no dissatisfaction with this elder of the Five Veins.

The other party wasn't trying to make things difficult for him; they were just explaining the situation so that the rest of the family would be aware of what was going on.

The young disciples standing beside the pillar also dispersed.

Feng Xun walked at the back, and when he passed Feng Zhi, he turned his head slightly, nodded without saying anything, as if to say hello.

Only a few people remained inside the hall.

Feng Zhi bowed upwards, preparing to take his leave and return to study the weapon, when Feng Yuan's voice came from above: "Don't go yet."

The old man beckoned to Feng Zhi: "Come with me."

Feng Zhi didn't ask any more questions and obediently followed the old man's steps.

He followed Feng Yuan around the side door of the main hall and into a passageway that sloped downwards.

Every few steps along the stone walls on both sides of the passageway, there is a dark blue lamp embedded in the wall.

The ground looked like it had been swept, but it was still covered with layers of old dust, as if no matter how much you swept, you could never get rid of the sediment accumulated over the years.

The air was heavy and stagnant, carrying a dampness from long periods without sunlight and the smell of the stone itself.

As soon as Feng Zhi walked in, he felt that smell envelop him.

This isn't a musty smell; it's more like the odor of something extremely ancient that has been dormant in an enclosed space for far too long.