My Descendants Are My Power

"Insolent!"

One of the two younger men accompanying Danny, a handsome youth, slammed his fist on the table and shot to his feet.

"Nathan, how dare you address the elder by his given name—"

"Who the hell do you think you are?!" Julian roared, his voice booming through the room.

"You have the gall to address my father so disrespectfully? What kind of dog dares to bark at a lion?!"

Before the Roberts scion could react, his eyes widened in terror.

His mouth opened and closed wordlessly as a shadow enveloped him.

A massive hand, rough and cold, clamped around his throat, lifting him off the ground.

He thrashed wildly, his Developing Skill, early-stage psychic powers useless against this monstrous grip.

"You... let me go!" he choked out, his voice a strangled whisper.

He found himself staring into the furious face of a giant of a man, his head shaved clean.

The man's eyes blazed with icy rage, his entire body radiating an aura of lethal intent.

It was Julian!

The Roberts youth, accustomed to the deference his family name commanded, had never encountered the raw, primal killing intent that emanated from Julian, a man forged in the fires of countless battles.

He had dared to challenge Nathan, emboldened by his family's prestige and Danny's presence.

Now, all that remained was pure, unadulterated fear.

He was drowning in a sea of killing intent, the air thick with the phantom cries of a million fallen warriors.

Nathan watched, a hint of amusement flickering in his eyes as Danny, his face creased with worry, realized he was also caught in Nathan's sights.

A silent pressure held him immobile, a predator toying with its prey.

Julian's killing intent intensified, forcing the other Roberts youth, halfway out of his seat, to sink back down with a whimper.

"Nathan, what is the meaning of this?" Danny demanded, his voice trembling with suppressed fury.

He had always found Nathan to be courteous, even during their disagreements.

At most, he might slam a table in frustration.

But now, Danny realized he had drastically underestimated both Nathan's patience and the depths of these "barbarians'" fury.

He could feel it now – waves of power converging on their location from across Glory City, even from as far as Border Town.

A single word from Nathan, and he knew he wouldn't see the next sunrise.

These savages had lost their minds!

"Meaning?" Julian bellowed, his eyes blazing.

"You leeches slither in here every few years, demanding this, demanding that! What do you take Blackwood for?!"

"You cowered in Sunshine Mansion while we fought for our lives!" Julian roared.

"And now, while we're still licking our wounds, you come begging for more? Do you think we have so many victories to spare? To hell with your Kylin Mountain Roberts! We faced down the Druids, and we're not afraid of a pack of glorified scavengers!"

"You..."

Danny glared at Julian, but he knew the man's reputation for volatility.

It was best not to provoke him further.

He turned his icy gaze back to Nathan.

"Nathan, have you considered the consequences of your actions? If you incur the wrath of my Roberts family, and Cloudview County falls to the Druids, you'll find no refuge in Sunshine Mansion!"

A cruel smile played on his lips as he glanced at the struggling youth in Julian's grasp.

He had been searching for an excuse to take what he wanted from Blackwood, and now, they had handed it to him on a silver platter.

Blackwood had struck first, giving him the moral high ground.

His voice softened, laced with faux concern.

"Nathan, be reasonable. Surely you don't want this incident to spread throughout Sunshine Mansion, leaving Cloudview County vulnerable on all sides? Give me the high-grade artifact! Do this, and my offer still stands. Sunshine Mansion will lift the siege on Azure Cloud this very day!"

Nathan exhaled slowly, his gaze fixed on Danny with an intensity that sent shivers down the elder's spine.

"If my Cloudview County, if my Blackwood, requires the likes of you to save us," Nathan said, his voice devoid of emotion, "then we are truly lost, and our ancestors weep for us."

...

[Following Nathan's negotiation with the Kylin Mountain Roberts, your family receives a gift from Danny.]

[One top-grade ability vessel, equipped with three quasi-sixth-grade defensive formations and one offensive formation, capable of traveling ten thousand miles per day.]

[Three Storage Rings containing a vast quantity of Energy Stones, eighth to sixth-grade heavenly treasures, talismans, and more.]

[One seventh-grade artifact, the "Kirin Earth Jade Pendant," crafted from the remains of a Kirin, capable of assisting those below the Developing Skill level in refining their psychic powers, increasing cultivation speed, and safeguarding the mind.]

"Father, look! It's sixth-grade Dewdrop Mist Grass! Three stalks of it!" Julian exclaimed, his eyes gleaming as he rummaged through the Storage Rings. Explore stories at mvl

"The Kylin Mountain Roberts are truly wealthy! Second Sister has been searching for this missing ingredient for her sixth-grade Revitalizing Breath Pills! This is incredible!"

"And look at all these artifact crafting materials!" Julian continued, practically giddy with excitement.

"This will keep me busy for months! We should have tied them up and made them send more!"

A smile touched Nathan's lips, chasing away the shadows of anger.

Even Ethan couldn't help but feel a surge of satisfaction.

[Revitalizing Breath Pills (Sixth-Grade)]

[When consumed, this pill allows the user to absorb energy from the surrounding environment, rapidly restoring physical injuries and replenishing psychic power. An exceptional elixir for those at the peak of Developing Skill, attempting to break through to the Competent Force level. It can also be used to restore the physical strength of Competent Force Psychics.]

"Second Sister has been researching this formula for over twenty years," Nathan said, his voice filled with pride.

"With her skills, she should be able to synthesize these pills. They'll be invaluable for Marcus's tribulation and for Lucas's recovery."

Julian continued to revel in their spoils, his enthusiasm infectious.

Nathan watched his son, a rare moment of lightness in his heart.

Marcus, his second son, had taken the Sky Sect to Sunshine Mansion two years ago and had established a foothold there.

However, he faced constant pressure from the local factions.

If he could survive the Nine-Nine Heavenly Tribulation, his talent would be enough to overcome any obstacle.

Then there was his eldest, Lucas.

While he had survived his encounter with the Crimson Gate Syndicate's Basic Mastery Psychic, the insidious energy from that battle had burrowed deep within him, clinging to his very core.

He couldn't even utilize natural energies without risking further injury.

His only option was to slowly, painstakingly purge the foreign energy from his system, lest he face the fate of a Pinnacle Apprentice – his cultivation crippled, his life force extinguished.

Despite the treasures spread before him, a shadow of worry lingered in Nathan's eyes.

He made his way to the ancestral hall, his steps heavy with concern.

"Ancestors," he murmured, bowing before the ancestral tablets.

"The Kylin Mountain Roberts grow bolder with each passing year, their insults increasing tenfold. They covet our family's secrets. I thought that after two hundred years, I had learned to control my temper. Yet, I fear I have only brought another enemy to our doorstep."

Guilt flickered in his eyes.

[Do not fret.]

Ethan, seated upon the altar, smiled reassuringly.

He had seen this coming.

As time passed, the conflict between Cloudview County and Sunshine Mansion was bound to escalate.

It was inevitable.

Nathan wasn't a weak man by any means.

However, the enemy they faced was a behemoth, a sleeping giant.

If not for that, Ethan knew Nathan would have already fed those Roberts fools to the Primordial Blood Tree.

Both he and Nathan could sense it – the Roberts family wouldn't let this go unpunished.

[Special Event – The Roberts' Fury]

[Your descendant, Nathan, has confiscated all valuables from Danny and his two companions. He has silenced the disrespectful Roberts youth, breaking his jaw and severing his tongue. Danny has been crippled and tossed out of Glory City, incurring the wrath of the Roberts family.]

"Those who bully others invite their own downfall," Ethan said, a cold glint in his eyes.

They had brought this upon themselves.

The moment they decided to prey on Blackwood, they should have considered the consequences.

So what if they had one more enemy?

Blackwood would face them all head-on!

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