Chapter 982: Wang Mingren's Choice

Liu Meier had an eighth-layer Core Formation cultivation, and her aura was even stronger than Wang Qingshan's.

The Myriad Flower Palace was one of the Seven Great Immortal Sects of the Eastern Wilderness, primarily composed of female cultivators, with very few male cultivators.

The nine female cultivators from Myriad Flower Palace presented a diverse array of appearances, some plump and others slender. Each possessed a unique charm: some were pure and lovely, others shy and timid, some bold and fiery, and still others cold as ice.

"Liu Meier, are you Liu Meier, the head of the Seven Beauties of Myriad Flowers? The senior disciple of Myriad Flower Palace!" a male disciple from the Grand Unity Immortal Sect exclaimed.

Liu Meier smiled sweetly and said, "Senior Brother, you flatter me. Your junior sister only knows how to cultivate flowers and plants; I can't compare to you sword cultivators. We came here on Uncle Tang's orders to provide support, and it just so happened that we encountered you senior brothers and sisters and lent a small hand. Even if we hadn't helped, these half-demons wouldn't have escaped. This must be Wang Qingshan, Senior Ye's registered disciple, right? I've finally met you in person."

As she finished speaking, her gaze landed on Wang Qingshan.

The other eight female cultivators also looked towards Wang Qingshan, scrutinizing him from head to toe.

It was Wang Qingshan's first time being observed by so many female cultivators, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"Senior Sister Liu, please quickly deal with these demonic beasts! Prevent them from causing harm to humanity," Wang Qingshan said, then flew to Cheng Zhenyu's side. He took out a white porcelain bottle, handed it to Cheng Zhenyu, and smiled, "Fellow Daoist Cheng, long time no see. Please take this pill to heal your injuries; it will help."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wang. Last time it was your uncle who saved me; this time it's you," Cheng Zhenyu said with a wry smile. Zheng Nan poured a white pill from the porcelain bottle, sniffed it lightly a few times to confirm it was correct, and then fed it to Cheng Zhenyu.

Liu Meier and the others formed hand seals, causing over a dozen spirit flowers to emit a large expanse of colorful miasma. Low-level demonic beasts that touched the miasma collapsed after only a few steps, bleeding from their seven orifices and dying, slowly dissolving into pools of blood.

Some white spirit flowers swayed in the wind, releasing a large shower of white petals that struck the massive demonic beasts, freezing them solid.

Countless green thorns emerged from the ground, tightly ensnaring a huge yellow rhinoceros. Various spells struck the rhinoceros, which let out a pained roar. Unable to break free from the green thorns, it was ultimately battered to death by the concentrated magic.

The cultivators of Myriad Flower Palace used spirit flowers to harm their enemies, releasing miasma, fire, or sharp thorns. The variety of their spells was extensive. Most remarkably, these spirit flowers could move freely and arrange themselves into formations to attack enemies. Of course, given the large number of demonic beasts, even with the help of Core Formation cultivators, some still managed to escape.

An hour later, hundreds of low-level cultivators arrived to clear the battlefield.

"Fellow Daoist Cheng, you all should retreat to the rear to recover. We need to continue forward and reclaim the lost territory," Wang Qingshan said. He then left with Wu Yuner and the other Core Formation cultivators, with the Myriad Flower Palace cultivators following them.

At the main headquarters of the Grand Unity Immortal Sect, within a courtyard filled with many red spirit flowers, stood a green stone pavilion.

Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng stood to the side, while Chen Haibin sat on a stone chair.

"Nephew Wang, have you thought it through? Xiang'er said she would change. I know her temper isn't good, but for my sake, give her another chance. She promises she won't cause trouble again. She can be on equal footing with Niece Ximen."

Chen Haibin's tone was flat. He wouldn't have said these things to Wang Mingren if Chen Xiang'er weren't so fond of him.

Wang Mingren's face showed hesitation. When had Chen Xiang'er ever truly changed after saying she would? She was narrow-minded. Chen Haibin had already spoken to this extent, so Wang Mingren didn't dare to explicitly refuse.

If he agreed to reconcile, Chen Xiang'er would become jealous again and cause trouble for him all day. If he were to divorce her again at that point, he would become a laughingstock.

He had already cultivated to the seventh layer of Core Formation. If he returned to the Northern Frontier, he was confident he could reach the ninth layer within fifty years and attempt to break through to the Nascent Soul stage.

After repeated hesitation, he thought of Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, and Wang Qingshan, which significantly boosted his confidence. He tactfully said, "This matter is of great importance. Senior Uncle Chen, may this disciple be allowed to consider it thoroughly?"

"No problem," Chen Haibin replied. "Whenever you've thought it through, you can return to the front lines. As long as you haven't decided, you'll remain at the main headquarters to refine magic treasures, formation flags, and formation plates, fully utilizing your strengths. As for Niece Ximen, she will also stay at the headquarters."

Chen Haibin's tone was cold. With Sword Venerable Xiaoyao and several other Nascent Soul cultivators rushing to the front lines, few Nascent Soul cultivators remained at the main headquarters. Chen Haibin was one of the vice-peak masters of Sword Peak, responsible for deploying high-level cultivators, while Xu Zihua was in charge of transporting supplies.

Did Wang Mingren want to earn merits to compete for one of the Grand Unity's Five Prodigies? Chen Haibin deliberately prevented him from going to the front lines, with a perfectly legitimate reason: Wang Mingren was a third-tier artifact refiner and had dual spiritual roots, so there was no need for him to risk himself on the front lines. He was better suited to remain in the rear, refining magic treasures, formation flags, and formation plates, fully utilizing his advantages.

Even if the war lasted for ten years, Wang Mingren wouldn't be able to accumulate much merit by refining artifacts for that long.

"Very well, disciple will report to Senior Uncle Chen once I've thought it through," Wang Mingren said respectfully, his expression calm.

He was somewhat annoyed, but Chen Haibin's reason was perfectly valid. A wise man knows when to yield, so he could only swallow his anger.

"If you have time, go see Xiang'er. Regardless, you were husband and wife; don't make it awkward for everyone," Chen Haibin said, then stood up and left. Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng rose to see him off.

"Husband, why don't you just agree to Senior Uncle Chen's request?" Ximen Feng bit her red lip and whispered, "I'm willing to be the concubine; after all, you married her first."

Chen Xiang'er could offer Wang Mingren a lot of help, and for the sake of Wang Mingren's future, Ximen Feng was willing to make concessions.

Wang Mingren embraced Ximen Feng and said gently, "Silly girl, I told you, you are my only wife, and that will never change. I know her character very well. If I agree, she'll behave for a while, then return to her true self. Once Qingshan reaches the Nascent Soul stage, our Wang family will have three Nascent Soul cultivators. If I have to refine artifacts, then so be it. Once I reach Nascent Soul, I won't have to tolerate her attitude. I hate it most when people threaten me. If Chen Xiang'er came to me herself and reasoned with me, I might be willing to reconcile. She shouldn't use Senior Uncle Chen to pressure me. Nascent Soul cultivators are impressive, but our Wang family already has two of them."

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan gave Wang Mingren significant confidence. With Wang Qingshan also in the picture, Wang Mingren wasn't afraid of Chen Haibin. However, he also dared not directly oppose Chen Haibin, so he could only stall.

"Regardless, we truly did wrong by Senior Sister Chen. Another day, I'll accompany you to visit her! We'll apologize to her. Let her hit or punish us as she pleases, as long as she doesn't target you, I'll do anything."

Wang Mingren squeezed Ximen Feng's hand and said with a face full of tenderness, "Feng'er, I should have married you earlier. Don't worry, she won't dare to do anything to us. After all, this is a personal matter and doesn't violate any sect rules or precepts."