[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-family-management-game-in-immortal-continent":3,"chapter-family-management-game-in-immortal-continent-family-management-game-in-immortal-continent-chapter-780":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Family Management Game In Immortal Continent",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},744066,983,"Chapter 780: The Wounded Lion","family-management-game-in-immortal-continent-chapter-780",780,"\u003Cp>On the border of Azure Cloud Prefecture, monks gathered, sitting cross-legged on the ground to chant sutras and recite the Buddha's name; the Sanskrit sounds ceaseless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strange spectacle left the common folk in the border cities of Azure Cloud Prefecture bewildered, wondering just what scripture these monks were chanting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nangong Qingya was on her way to Perennis Immortal City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Master Yuming sitting cross-legged and chanting sutras up ahead, she knit her brows and landed before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, you aren't fasting and worshipping the Buddha in your Great Ming King Temple; what is this for today?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Amitabha.\" The old monk opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My disciple died a tragic death. This poor monk's frail body cannot seek trouble with the Zhao Clan directly, so I can only use the True Sound of Buddhism to inform the Buddha and invoke the Buddha's wrath.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nangong Qingya laughed in exasperation. \"Suit yourself, Master.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, she continued on her way to Perennis Immortal City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment she arrived at the Li Residence in Perennis Immortal City, a cold wind blew through the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>White silk banners hung from the residence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I wonder how Heng'er is doing right now.\" Nangong Qingya sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What parent in this world does not wish for their child to be free of worry? Even though Heng'er was a hundred years old, married, and with a house full of children and grandchildren, in her eyes, he was still a young boy. And so it had been for nearly a century.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heng'er had cultivated the Dao since childhood, his heart as pure as crystal, and his descendants had been safe and sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, this calamity had struck. Given the bonds of blood, no grief could be greater than that felt by Li Zhiheng's lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lost in thought, she arrived at Li Zhiheng's Daoist field. Nangong Qingya paused outside for a long time, choking back tears as she gazed at the scene within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sixteen clansmen of the Immortal-Martial lineage were gathered in the Daoist field, dressed in mourning robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them stood a lotus platform, where a green lotus wrapped the corpse of the child Qiukong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside every single one of them, the clan's spirit tablets floated in the air, shimmering with golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside the lotus platform stood a purification vase, from which the immortal qi of spiritual liquid curled upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If she was not mistaken, this was the Heaven and Earth Spirit Spring obtained from Spirit Mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Qingya.\" A deep, resonant voice sounded in her ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nangong Qingya raised her head, her vision blurred with tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>High in the clouds, Li Yunlin and Fairy Hongxiu, who cultivated year-round in the Perennis Immortal Palace, had emerged from seclusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They cast a single glance at the clansmen of the Immortal-Martial lineage within the Daoist field, then made a hushing gesture toward Nangong Qingya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nangong Qingya nodded slightly and floated up into the air without a sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yunlin's gaze was complex as he sighed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Each generation has its own path to walk, and each generation has its own duties to fulfill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhiheng is no longer a child, and his descendants are not ignorant children either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You and Xinnian ought to let the wounded lion lick its own wounds.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nangong Qingya lowered her head, gazing at Li Zhiheng standing before the children.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed to be the first time she had noticed her son standing so straight; he was no longer the dull-witted fool he used to be in front of Xinnian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Correct.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fairy Hongxiu said, \"For us elders, our greatest responsibility is to protect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lotus platform floated into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhiheng held the Purification Vase brought back by Li Qiukong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vase was icy cold, yet he felt a scorching heat radiating from within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His thoughts were no longer as chaotic as they had been two days ago when he first saw his child's corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He even found it somewhat laughable that when his child died, he was reduced to a state of helpless panic, completely unsure of what to do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning back to look at the children, he held the Purification Vase in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This Heaven and Earth Spirit Spring came from Qiukong's storage ring. In his final moments, Qiukong stored the spiritual power of this spring. The ring was hidden in his hair.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yuanwu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing his father call his name, Li Yuanwu, who had spent years battling beasts in the Broadlake Region Mountain, had veins bulging on his rugged forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were bloodshot as he tightly gripped the Purification Vase his father handed him, then looked toward the fair-faced young man beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This man was Li Qiukong's father, Li Jianshu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Jianshu, the Old Ancestor, said that Qiukong left him a final message on the brink of death. In the end, Qiukong did not disappoint us, nor did he lose any face for our Li family.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianshu's face was streaming with tears—grieving the tragedy of a white-haired parent burying a black-haired child, and weeping for his own powerlessness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yuanwu's rough palm grabbed Li Jianshu's face, his fingers digging hard into the back of his son's head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His palm was wet with his eldest son's tears, and his expression was savage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't you fucking act like a woman in front of me! Qiukong didn't lose any face for our Li family, so you, as his father, had better damn well make us proud too!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You are at the peak of Foundation Establishment with a Double Spirit Root aptitude—you have a promising future.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Make good use of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Spring Qiukong left behind, and come with me to take revenge!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Jianshu wiped the tears from his eyes and took the Purification Vase. The vase felt warm to the touch, yet it seemed to weigh heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, Father!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Li Jianshu straightened his back and let out a furious roar, the sixteen members of the Immortal-Martial lineage stared savagely as the lotus platform closed over Li Qiukong's corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Zhiheng trembled all over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His great-grandson was dead, yet those three from the Zhao Clan's Xianhe lineage remained free and carefree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That shameless Zhao Jingmiao had sent compensation—a single supreme-grade spirit artifact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the eyes of the Zhao clansmen, his great-grandson was worth nothing more than a supreme-grade spirit artifact!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Immortal-Martial Lineage: Due to the great hatred born from the death of a clansman, they pursue the Martial Dao even more fervently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Deeply understanding that without strength, they cannot kill their enemies with their own hands to avenge their kin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Acquired Lineage Trait: Immortal-Martial Dao Heart.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Cultivation speed for techniques and Cultivation methods increased by 20%.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Your descendant, Li Jianshu, has inherited his son Li Qiukong's \"Heaven and Earth Spirit Spring.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Due to the grief of a white-haired parent burying a black-haired child and the encouragement of his father, he has acquired the trait: Raging Ambition.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Cultivation speed increased by 10%.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Ancestor Space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Wei was gazing at everything happening with the Immortal-Martial lineage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clansmen descended into the Ancestor Space like specks of starlight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Wei was expressionless, his voice hoarse like wrath emanating from the netherworld.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Immortal Zhao Clan wants war? Then give them what they want.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crush them!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Donate on Ko-fi ➡️ [https:\u002F\u002Fko-fi.com\u002Fdarktea] ⬅️\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Get Early Access to 70 Chapters: Search for \"Dark Tea\" on Ko-fi (Explore tab) and join my membership to read ahead!\u003C\u002Fp>",1234,"2026-06-02T11:48:16.712Z",1,"novelbin.me","990750e955e97f515be2f47097be0e2d24eb789172344864a6e1ae9a8fa3aec5","family-management-game-in-immortal-continent-chapter-781","family-management-game-in-immortal-continent-chapter-779",870,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffamily-management-game-in-immortal-continent-cover.jpg"]