Invincible Soul Emperor

They had never seen Jiang Qi so furious, and their hearts were filled with fear. A maid accidentally moved her foot slightly, and Jiang Qi’s gaze instantly locked onto her.

"Get out!" Jiang Qi roared, his voice thunderous and deafening.

The maid was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she hurriedly bowed her head and exited the hall.

"Xue Wei, you really have the audacity!" Jiang Qi continued to curse, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger, "How dare you so blatantly disdain this Saint Heir! Very good! Very good!"

He paced angrily, walking back and forth within the hall, each step carrying immense weight. He suddenly turned around and struck a nearby pillar with his palm, causing it to shake violently, dust falling everywhere.

"I won’t be fooled by your tricks!" Jiang Qi gritted his teeth, his voice low and filled with killing intent, "To think you would use Ye Qingchen to threaten me, it’s simply wishful thinking!"

His mind was constantly replaying Xue Wei’s calm arguments, making him even more furious the more he thought about it.

Jiang Qi breathed heavily, trying to calm the anger in his heart, but his fists were still clenched tightly, the knuckles white from exertion.

He took a deep breath, calming down somewhat, but the anger in his eyes had not dissipated. He waved to signal the guards to enter, speaking in a deep voice, "Has the Great Elder emerged from closed-door cultivation? Have the Great Elder come see me!"

The guards quickly accepted the order and withdrew.

Jiang Qi stood in the center of the grand hall, his gaze cold, silently contemplating something.

Xue Wei and Ah San stepped slowly out of the Jiang Ancient Clan’s grand hall.

However, when they stood on the wide stone steps outside the Jiang Ancient Clan’s gate, Xue Wei showed no intention of continuing to walk out.

Ah San, seeing this, couldn’t help but furrow his brows, feeling puzzled.

"Master, aren’t we leaving?" Ah San asked cautiously, his eyes full of confusion.

Xue Wei smiled faintly, his gaze deep and confident, as if everything was under his control.

He patted Ah San on the shoulder, speaking with a tone laden with certainty, "Ah San, no need to hurry, Jiang Qi will surely agree to our request eventually."

Ah San remained puzzled, "But Master, Jiang Qi was so angry just now, will he really agree?"

Xue Wei shook his head lightly, smiling as he explained, "Jiang Qi may have outwardly refused us, but he knows in his heart the importance of the Clan’s Guardian Stone and the threat of Ye Qingchen. He’s just angry right now and needs time to calm down. Once he thinks it over, he’ll naturally come to negotiate with us."

Ah San’s brows were still knitted, and he couldn’t help but ask, "But Master, if we just wait like this, won’t it seem like we desperately need him?"

Xue Wei smiled faintly, a shrewd glint in his eyes, "Jiang Qi isn’t stupid, he’ll understand that we’re staying because we have complete control over and confidence in the situation. The Clan’s Guardian Stone will eventually end up in our hands."

Seeing Xue Wei so confident, Ah San immediately nodded, "Master is indeed wise, then we’ll wait for Jiang Qi to come to us."

Xue Wei nodded, his gaze calm, "Ah San, remember, in this kind of game, sometimes you have to take the initiative."

The two stood on the wide stone steps, as if everything was in their grasp.

Inside the Jiang Ancient Clan’s grand hall, the atmosphere remained tense and stifling.

Shortly after Jiang Qi angrily smashed the tea set, the sound of steady footsteps approached, as if carrying an invisible pressure. Jiang Qi looked up, only to see an elder slowly walking toward him at the hall entrance.

This elder was none other than the Great Elder of the Jiang Ancient Clan, Jiang Tianxuan, who had been in closed-door cultivation for a long time.

He wore a dark gold long robe, embroidered with complex and ancient patterns that slightly rippled with his steps, as if they contained endless power.

Though Jiang Tianxuan’s face was weathered, it still shone with energy, his eyes sharp and profound, as if they could see through all illusions.

His long beard hung down to his chest, silver white like snow, exuding a dignified and mysterious aura.

Each step he took carried a steady and weighty presence, seemingly making the entire hall’s space heavier with his arrival. Jiang Tianxuan exuded a formidable pressure, making it hard for people to look directly at him.

"Great Elder, you’re here?" Jiang Qi, seeing Jiang Tianxuan, slightly tempered his anger and walked forward to greet him.

Yet the anger still burned in his eyes.

Jiang Tianxuan nodded slightly, his voice low and powerful, "Saint Heir, I saw the servants so anxious, so I came out to see what happened?"

Jiang Qi clenched his fists, his face sullen as he said, "Great Elder, Xue Family’s Xue Wei actually came to me wanting to borrow the Clan’s Guardian Stone, even threatening this Saint Heir!"

Jiang Tianxuan’s brows furrowed slightly, his eyes flashing with a hint of puzzlement and calm light, "Xue Wei? The one contending for the Saint Position?"

Jiang Qi nodded.

And he angrily recounted the events that had just transpired, word for word.

"Xue Wei said something about using the Clan’s Guardian Stone to deal with Ye Qingchen, that Ye Qingchen has broken through realms, greatly increasing in strength, even threatening the entire cultivation world. It’s utterly absurd! He’s clearly targeting the supreme treasure of our Jiang Ancient Clan!"

Jiang Tianxuan naturally knew about the enmity between Jiang Qi and Ye Qingchen.

However, in his eyes, Ye Qingchen was nothing more than a low-powered hack.

Not even worth dealing with.

What’s important is that Xue Family’s future Saint Heir, Xue Wei.

Jiang Tianxuan’s eyes flickered with deep thought, his brows slightly furrowed.

He did not immediately voice his opinion, instead quietly contemplating. The hall fell silent, everyone holding their breath, waiting for this mysterious and powerful elder’s response.

Jiang Tianxuan’s gaze became profound and distant, as if pondering something. He spoke slowly, his voice as deep as a bell, "Saint Heir, Xue Wei, although scheming, what he says may not be entirely without reason. Ye Qingchen may have people of unknown strength surrounding him. We cannot afford to be unprepared."

Jiang Qi, somewhat agitated, said, "Great Elder, surely you don’t mean to let me lend them the Clan’s Guardian Stone? How can I let Xue Wei have such satisfaction!"

Jiang Tianxuan slowly shook his head, "The Clan’s Guardian Stone indeed cannot be lent out easily, but its current power is far less than before. If using such a stone could secure a solid alliance with the future Saint Heir of the Xue Family, it might not be a bad move."

"Moreover, the Ye Qingchen you are currently contending with is troublesome enough; his own strength may be ordinary, but he seems to have any number of people supporting him. If you don’t settle this thoroughly now, you might find him even more of a headache next time."

What the Great Elder said made a lot of sense; Jiang Qi had been pondering this issue all along.

But he had just confidently told Xue Wei earlier that he absolutely would never lend him the stone.

If he ended up lending it out, wouldn’t it be a slap to his own face?

Everyone in the hall saw it just now.

If word of this got out, how would he save face?

Though these people wouldn’t dare show any expression in front of him, they would certainly laugh at him behind his back!

How could he, a distinguished Saint Heir, do such a shameful thing?