My Descendants Are My Power

As Jon listened to Daniel's battlefield arrangements, he felt reassured seeing that Daniel meant them no harm.

An idea struck him, and he interjected, "Brother Daniel, would Blackwood be interested in strengthening its ties with my Walker family even further?"

"Oh?" Daniel paused, glancing at the leaders of the various factions around them, their expressions intrigued.

He looked at Jon with curiosity. "Brother Jon, are you proposing a union between our families?"

To his surprise, it was Nate who reacted most strongly.

He had been listening quietly until now, but he suddenly stood up, chest puffed out.

The image of a certain woman filled his mind – the one who had haunted his dreams for decades, the one who had defeated him with a pink bow and left him utterly humiliated.

Daniel considered for a moment before replying with a smile, "It's certainly possible. However, after what happened with Michael, Blackwood forbids arranged marriages that sacrifice the happiness of our children. But if two hearts are drawn to each other, there's no obstacle."

Kenneth, standing nearby, could only think: Must you constantly bring up my dead father? Is it really necessary?

A while later...

Nate pleaded with a pitiful expression, "Grandfather, why not me? Why must you burden my children with this? You should go and beg them yourself!"

Disgusted by his grandson's spinelessness, Jon delivered a swift kick. "You useless fool! You couldn't even work up the courage to approach Lady Katie, and you think you deserve to marry her? You've already taken three wives on a whim. Don't even try to play the love-struck fool with me, you pathetic wretch!"

"Ugh..." Nate groaned as he lay sprawled on the ground, gazing up at the sky. "I can't help it, Grandfather. Ever since that defeat, I've searched all of Cloudview County, and I haven't found a single person who can wield a pink bow like that. My other wives were mere desires, but Katie... she's true love."

"..."

Seeing Nate lost in his delusional heartbreak, Jon ordered his men to toss him into the lake to cool off.

Ethan could only shake his head in disbelief.

Nate wasn't a bad guy, but his lechery and spinelessness made him the worst possible candidate to court Katie.

Unlike his own son, Jeffrey, who genuinely loved each and every one of his wives.

As they continued their war preparations, Ethan suddenly frowned.

"It seems we have some unexpected guests."

...

Outside Glory City, an ability vessel approached.

Most vessels in Cloudview County were simple and practical, designed to transport large numbers of Psychics and conserve their psychic powers.

Even a lower-grade ability weapon vessel was considered quite valuable.

This particular vessel, however, screamed extravagance.

It radiated the powerful aura of a top-grade ability weapon.

Its prow was adorned with a menacing Kirin head and intricate runes.

A pair of wings extended from its sides, shimmering with faint traces of energy as it flew. Stay tuned to mvl

At night, it would be a sight to behold.

And a very obvious target for enemies.

Nathan, perched atop Glory City's wall, had already received Bill Daoist's message.

These visitors from Sunshine Mansion had properly announced their arrival before entering Cloudview County.

As Nathan greeted them, he couldn't help but form a rather uncharitable opinion.

Despite his inward judgment, Nathan maintained a courteous facade. "Hahaha! I thought I heard larks singing this morning. To think it was the esteemed members of the Nangong family gracing us with their presence! Blackwood is truly honored."

Despite Nathan's warm welcome, the three figures who descended from the ability vessel wore expressions of haughty indifference.

The distinguished elder at their head merely offered a slight nod, as if he were an ancient god gracing mortals with his presence.

Though their arrogance was palpable, Nathan continued to play the gracious host, leading them inside.

"Kylin Mountain Roberts of Sunshine Mansion."

Ethan watched them go, a sardonic smile playing on his lips.

The interface before him displayed snippets of Nathan's memories, several of which involved the Kylin Mountain Roberts.

[After your descendant Nathan's decisive victory against the Druids, he received guests from Sunshine Mansion – the Kylin Mountain Roberts. Believing Cloudview County's fortunes had turned, the Roberts sought Blackwood's support in petitioning the ancient god to rescind his decree and aid them against the Druids. Their price? The Primordial Blood Tree. Nathan politely declined.]

[Years later, during Cloudview County's counteroffensive, the Roberts returned. This time, they demanded Blackwood relinquish its secret art of corpse control... Nathan politely declined.]

[Years later, after Starlight County's return to Cloudview County, the Roberts returned once more. This time, they demanded the hand of Blackwood's prodigy, Katie, in marriage to a Roberts scion... Nathan's fury shook the very table.]

It wasn't just the Roberts.

After Cloudview County's victory, numerous powerful factions from Sunshine Mansion had come knocking, each hoping to claim a piece of the pie.

They had found no such luck with Blackwood.

Blackwood, after all, was known for their willingness to fight tooth and nail, and they had both Owen and Bill Daoist backing them.

Martin's family had fared slightly better.

As a Duke's lineage, they had at least avoided being bullied.

Other factions, however, had not been so fortunate.

The Azure Cloud Pavilion had suffered the most.

Not only had their leader, Jason, been severely injured by a powerful faction, but their treasured Earth-grade cultivation technique, the Azure Cloud Scripture, and a top-grade ability weapon had been stolen.

Had Jason not fought with his life on the line, they might have even lost their Heaven-grade technique, the Azure Cloud Undying Scripture, passed down from their founding ancestor.

The Black Tortoise Sect hadn't fared much better.

Their entire sect relied on their sixth-grade energy formation, making them Cloudview County's most formidable defenders.

But they were also incredibly poor, having poured thousands of years of effort and resources into creating their Black Tortoise Formation Disk.

And now, it was gone.

The ancient god had decreed that any Competent Force entering Cloudview County must first announce their arrival.

But... such pronouncements were meaningless without the strength to back them up.

"Bastards!"

Deep within the Iron Forest Horse, in a room devoid of the Psychically-attuned jade beds, lay the injured Jason.

As if sensing the arrival of those from Sunshine Mansion, he shot up, a mouthful of blood spewing from his lips.

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