One person: Starting with the Rumble-Rumble Fruit, his grandmaster uncle emerges from seclusion.

Shen Zhichuan stepped forward and reported in a low voice:

"Reporting to Ancestor, everything is stable in the business world, and the third son's lineage has the situation under control very well."

"However... a few days ago in Changbai Mountain, the people we sent to Shepherd God sent back news that the dragon at the bottom of Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain has successfully survived the heavenly tribulation and transformed into a true dragon."

"Moreover, the shaman family in Northeast China has been on high alert lately, as if they have noticed our activities outside the Great Wall."

"He's transformed into a dragon?"

Shen Yan paused slightly, and his smiling eyes seemed to curve even deeper.

"This is truly wonderful news."

He tucked his hands into his sleeves, his interest undisguised:

“Our ancestral hall is in dire need of such a pillar of strength. We were originally worried that the spirit of a dragon wouldn’t last long enough, but now that it has become a real dragon, it is the best thing ever.”

Shen Zhichuan hesitated for a moment, but still voiced his concerns:

“Ancestor, that dragon has some connection with the Celestial Master’s Mansion’s Celestial Pivot True Person.”

If we act against her now, it might cause unnecessary trouble. Should we wait a while longer?

"Who?"

"Master Tian Shu?"

Chapter 468 The Shen family patriarch who's seen a ghost, this deal has to be done!

Shen Yan paused awkwardly, his hands behind his back.

He turned his head and looked at his patriarch, seemingly wondering if he had misheard the sound in the draft just now.

"Say it again, which Celestial Pivot True Person is it?"

Shen Zhichuan maintained a respectful demeanor.

Although somewhat puzzled by the patriarch's unusual tone, he still dutifully repeated it:

"Reporting to the Ancestor, it is that one from the Celestial Master's Mansion on Longhu Mountain."

"His name is Zhang Tianyi, and he is said to be the current Celestial Master's junior brother."

"A few days ago, this person shone brightly at the International Extraordinary Persons Exchange Competition in Japan."

Our spies stationed outside the pass reported that when the dragon transformed at Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain, it was this very person who was there to protect them.”

The words fell.

The air in front of the ancestral hall fell silent without warning.

It was so quiet that you could clearly hear the sound of a leaf falling to the ground.

Shen Yan did not respond.

He stood there blankly, blinking several times in a row.

At over a hundred years old, he had seen countless ups and downs.

But at that moment, Shen Yan felt his head buzzing.

"Zhang... Tianyi?"

Shen Yan's voice was dry.

He even subconsciously raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

More than seventy years ago, there was the Fulong sinkhole in the heart of Sichuan.

The sky was filled with black lightning, the great formation was torn apart, and the blood-clad Taoist priest lay in a pool of blood like a demon...

Those scenes, etched deep into his soul like branding marks, flashed wildly before his eyes.

Back then, he clung to the cracks in the rocks like a rat in a sewer, not daring to even breathe loudly.

I barely escaped with my life and managed to steal half of the "Divine Control Technique".

He had assumed that the madman who had forcibly reversed the lightning magic and whose body had collapsed should have long since turned into dust.

And now you're telling me that not only are they alive and well, but they're also thriving in the world of supernatural beings?!

Besides, didn't the Celestial Master's Mansion issue an obituary saying he had died back then?

How come it's back to life?

Is he even human?!

"How old is he...?"

Shen Yan swallowed hard, forcibly maintaining the dignity of an elder, and tentatively asked a question.

Shen Zhichuan answered truthfully: "According to the video footage from various sources, the person in question looks very young, at most in his early twenties. But his seniority is frighteningly high."

"In her early twenties..."

Shen Yan gasped.

Goodness, she really doesn't age?

God is truly extremely biased.

Seeing his ancestor's face turn pale and then red, Shen Zhichuan was somewhat bewildered and cautiously began to speak:

"Ancestor, you... recognize this true immortal?"

"It's more than just recognizing them."

Shen Yan gave a bitter smile, then took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the old shadow in his heart.

He was a pure egoist.

Fear is real, but if the profit is big enough, he'd even dare to pluck a handful of the King of Hell's beard.

"To Chuan."

Shen Yan put his hands behind his back and started pacing down the steps again.

His eyes gradually regained their shrewdness, and he was quickly weighing the gains and losses in his mind.

"The real dragon in Changbai Mountain is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our Shen family."

"As long as we can use the Divine Control Technique to bring that dragon to the foot of our ancestral hall, not only will my lifespan be extended by several hundred years, but the fortune of our Shen family will also remain prosperous for a thousand years."

"If we were to let such an extraordinary stroke of luck slip by, I would die with regrets."

Shen Zhichuan looked troubled:

"But Ancestor, that Celestial Pivot True Person is extremely protective of his own. If we go and cause trouble at Changbai Mountain, what if we provoke him to come knocking on our door..."

Why provoke him?

Shen Yan stopped and waved his hand dismissively:

"We're here to seek wealth and good fortune, not to compete with others for the title of the best in the world."

"No matter how powerful Zhang Tianyi is, he's still just one person. Where is he now?"

"The Xishan Manor in Beijing."

Shen Zhichuan quickly reported:

"But you can rest assured. Wan Ning is a very prudent person. She personally visited us yesterday with generous gifts."

"Oh?"

Shen Yan's eyes lit up, and he became interested: "Wan Ning went to see him? How did it go?"

"Wan Ning spent a lot of money to bid for a Song Dynasty lightning-struck wooden ruler. After sending it back and removing the remnant soul inside, she sent it back under the guise of making amends."

Shen Zhichuan's tone revealed a hint of relief:

"According to Wan Ning's report, that master accepted the gifts. He also personally promised that as long as our Changqing Group conducts business honestly, the Celestial Master's Mansion will never block our path to wealth."

"The relationship between the two sides is currently quite relaxed."

Upon hearing these words...

Shen Yan was taken aback at first, then clapped his hands and burst into laughter.

The laughter was filled with undisguised joy, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to smooth out.

"Excellent! Excellent, Shen Wanning! You truly deserve to be the most outstanding girl in the Shen family!"

Shen Yan nodded happily and pointed at Shen Zhichuan, saying:

"The mistress did give birth to a fine daughter! This 'feigned attack while secretly advancing' tactic was truly brilliant!"

Shen Zhichuan was somewhat bewildered: "Ancestor, what do you mean..."

"Think about it."

Shen Yan lowered his voice and analyzed the situation logically:

"Since Zhang Tianyi accepted our generous gifts and made promises, then in his eyes, our Changqing Group is just a worldly businessman who knows the rules and is pragmatic."

"His guard is at its lowest right now!"

"As long as we act quickly enough and use clean methods."

"By the time he realizes what's happening, it will be too late. Even if he has extraordinary abilities, can he really uproot our Shen family?"

Listening to the ancestor's flawless logic.

Shen Zhichuan also felt enlightened, and his previously anxious heart settled down a little.

"Our ancestor was wise."

Shen Zhichuan bowed respectfully: "So, what are our plans next?"

"Time is of the essence in war."

Shen Yan straightened his moon-white robe, his tone resolute:

"This is a matter of great importance concerning the family's century-old foundation, and it cannot be entrusted to others. I must go to Changbai Mountain myself."

"Pass on my message: have the people in the Northeast prepare a concealed route."