Peerless War God

At a high place, Zhao Zheng was accompanied by his two subordinates. He was watching the martial arts arena from afar, feeling gratified and satisfied. He nodded.    

“Good, very good. It seems that many good seedlings have come out this year. The Zhao family is prosperous, so there is no need to worry about our family not being able to flourish.”    

“The Patriarch is wise and mighty. Under the leadership of the Patriarch, the Zhao family will definitely flourish and become stronger.”    

“Yes, long live the Patriarch.”    

“The Patriarch is wise and powerful.”    

When the subordinates saw this, they immediately started flattering him. They were very skilled in this.    

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he felt quite pleased. His face was red, and his eyes were filled with pride. He looked a little flippant, but he still had to be modest on the surface.    

He cupped his fists and said, “Ah, it’s not like that. All of this is the Patriarch’s credit. I was only able to support the entire Zhao family under the guidance of the Patriarch.”    

“Yes, the Patriarch is wise and mighty.”    

“Long live the Patriarch. I hope that the Patriarch will live for tens of thousands of years.”    

“As long as the Patriarch is still around, the Zhao family will be able to flourish forever. The Patriarch will live for eternity.”    

The subordinates of the Zhao family all echoed, unable to conceal their admiration for the Zhao family’s Patriarch, Zhao Yuanjing.    

It could be said that without Zhao Yuanjing, the Zhao family would not exist today. Zhao Yuanjing was the true pillar of the Zhao family, the cornerstone.    

When it came to the Patriarch, someone spoke up, “Patriarch, I wonder if you have gained anything from your seclusion. Will the Patriarch appear at the family meeting this time?”    

Hearing this, all the members of the Zhao family looked at Zhao Zheng, waiting for his reply.    

If there was anyone in the family who was closest to the ancestor, it was naturally Zhao Zheng.    

Zhao Zheng was the direct blood relative of the ancestor, and his son. Only Zhao Zheng could speak with the ancestor.    

Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng sighed and said, “The ancestor has been in seclusion for decades. The last time we met was a few years ago. However, the ancestor is fine, so you can rest assured.”    

Zhao Zheng naturally knew what everyone was thinking, so he casually replied.    

“That’s good. The ancestor is good.”    

“With the ancestor here, we can rest assured.”    

“Yes, if the ancestor needs anything, Lord Patriarch, you can tell us. We will definitely do everything we can to satisfy it.”    

Zhao Zheng and the elders and representatives of the family chatted happily, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.    

In their eyes, the An Yang City Zhao family could forever be stable and prosperous.    

At the same time, in a secret room that was unknown to others in the underground of the Zhao family.    

An emaciated old man with white hair sat cross-legged in the middle of a formation with a face full of disappointment. He sighed heavily.    

He was the ancestor of the Zhao family, Zhao Yuanjing.    

Zhao Yuanjing had two purple fragments in his hands. The white cracks on them were endless, and they were dead.    

“Sigh, they are all dead. It seems that they have met a fierce character this time, and even their souls have been destroyed. This place is not safe.”    

Immediately after, he sent out his divine sense and saw everything that was happening in the Zhao Family and the entire Anyang City.    

Zhao Yuanjing revealed an extremely strange smile. “You’re willing to pay any price? That’s great. Then, I’ll use your lives to repay you.”    

Within the Zhao Family, Zhao Zheng, who was chatting happily with his family members, suddenly stiffened.    

“Ancestor? You’ve come out of seclusion. That’s great. I missed you so much.”    

“Heh, Zheng, come to my place. I have something to tell you.”    

“Yes, yes. Ancestor, I’ll come right away.”    

When Zhao Zheng heard this, he rubbed his hands excitedly and started pacing back and forth with an extremely excited expression.    

When the others saw this, they quickly guessed what was going on. Other than Ancestor Zhao Yuanjing, there was no one else who could cause Zhao Zheng to lose his composure.    

“It’s Ancestor?”    

“Ancestor has come out of seclusion. That’s wonderful. Patriarch.”    

“Patriarch, did Ancestor say anything?”    

A large group of Zhao Family elders gathered around him and looked at Zhao Zheng with anticipation.    

Zhao Zheng coughed lightly and tidied his clothes. With a serious expression, he said, “What are you all doing? Is there nothing to do? Go, go, go. Ancestor is personally summoning you. I’ll go myself.”    

“It’s indeed Ancestor summoning you. That’s great.”    

“I wonder what Ancestor is summoning you for?”    

When the Zhao Family members heard this, they were extremely excited and started dancing.    

Every time Ancestor summoned them, he would bestow many treasures. Each of these treasures could be said to be priceless and would benefit the entire Zhao Family.    

It was precisely because of this that the Ancestor had personally bestowed a treasure as support that allowed him to lay down such a large foundation in An Yang City.    

Zhao Zheng had an arrogant expression as he said, “You guys just stay here and guard it. I’ll pass on the message to you after I meet the Ancestor.”    

“Yes, Patriarch, please go quickly. Don’t make the Ancestor wait for too long.”    

“Yes, please go quickly.”    

“Mm.”    

Zhao Zheng nodded his head. He was like a cock that had won a battle, and he puffed out his chest as he walked towards the clan’s secret chamber. After passing through a few doors and undoing the restrictions of the formation, Zhao Zheng finally saw Zhao Yuanjing who was meditating.    

He only glanced at him from afar, yet he felt a tremendous pressure assaulting his heart, and it was extremely heavy.    

Instantly, his heart thumped, and he was extremely delighted as he shouted loudly, “Congratulations, Ancestor! Congratulations, Ancestor! Your strength has improved greatly!”    

Zhao Zheng prostrated himself on the ground and knelt down on the ground as he shouted loudly.    

His posture was extremely low, and it was so humble that he was like a speck of dust. Even though he was an early-stage Tribulation Transcender, his strength was like the difference between the heavens and the earth when compared to Zhao Yuanjing.    

It could even be said that if Zhao Yuanjing hadn’t personally guided him, then he would have never been able to break through to the Tribulation Transcender Realm in his entire lifetime.    

The reason he was able to break through was entirely because of external forces, and it was also because of Zhao Yuanjing’s assistance. Zhao Zheng was very clear about this.    

The reason he was able to have today was entirely because of Zhao Yuanjing.    

It was because of this that he was able to be unrestrained and arrogant in the hall, yet he had to be extremely respectful before Zhao Yuanjing.    

Zhao Yuanjing glanced at the other party and didn't say much. He said, "Stand up, come closer."    

Zhao Zheng's body trembled and he became excited. "Yes."    

Then, he stood up, but he didn't dare to look at Zhao Yuanjing closely. He carefully walked over, getting closer to Zhao Yuanjing.    

"Ancestor, if you need anything, feel free to tell me."    

This time, Zhao Yuanjing laughed and said, "What did you call me just now?"    

Zhao Zheng's entire body trembled violently when he heard this. His legs almost went soft and he knelt down again. He quickly said, "Father."    

"Hey, my good son." Zhao Yuanjing laughed, revealing a hint of happiness on his face.    

Zhao Zheng also laughed. Being appreciated by the ancestor was what he desired the most.    

Moreover, his real identity was indeed Zhao Yuanjing's blood-related son. However, the difference in age between the two was extremely huge. He was born from Zhao Yuanjing and a low-level female cultivator.    

As for his mother, she was long gone.    

Chapter 3 – The Ancestor of the Heavenly Dao