Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System-Chapter 739 - 356: For the Clan’s Survival, the Unworthy Descendants Can Only Send Mountain Ancestor to His Death!_2

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Chapter 739: Chapter 356: For the Clan’s Survival, the Unworthy Descendants Can Only Send Mountain Ancestor to His Death!_2

In the room, there were already a few young men around their age; the decoration inside was simple, much like an old village house.

When Chen Zian entered, the young men stood up simultaneously.

"Patriarch Chen!"

Amid the chorus, a slightly different salutation was heard.

"Benefactor Chen."

The person who spoke was a young monk, dressed in a simple ceremonial robe, with a touch of red on his forehead.

Among them, a tall, somewhat mature-looking young man appeared especially familiar with Chen Zian.

"Hahaha, Uncle Chen, why trouble yourself running back and forth? Let the butler guide us, we’re not outsiders, after all, no need for all this!"

"Before I came, my father reminded me that the Zhao Family and the Chen Family have long-standing ties. He told me to treat it as our own home and lend a hand."

Seeing the young man, Chen Zian also wore a slight smile.

"Bodang, then your uncle won’t be formal with you. I’ve got other matters to attend to. It’s better for you young people to communicate among yourselves. Please look after them for me."

"Uncle, there’s no need for courtesy. This is what we juniors ought to do." The young man replied as if it was only natural.

Mo Chenghai whispered into Su Tu’s ear, "This guy is Zhao Bodang, from the direct lineage of the Zhao Family, one of the five great families. The Zhao and Chen families are practically related by marriage."

Su Tu nodded silently; it was common for noble families to enhance their connections and relationships through marriages, as the mingling of bloodlines was the most direct and effective way to form alliances.

"Esteemed young heroes, I shall take my leave now. I thank you all for accepting the invitation to this preliminary banquet at my Chen Family, celebrating the Mountain Ancestor’s birthday through martial arts."

"If you have any needs or requests, do speak openly. The Chen Family will not refuse any reasonable demand!"

Chen Zian’s gaze swept over the young heroes present, and then he said, "The Mountain Ancestor’s grand birthday is soon. I have many tasks to manage, so I must excuse myself briefly."

Upon hearing this, the many youths present promptly paid their respects: "Patriarch Chen, please attend to your affairs."

Subsequently, Chen Zian discreetly left the hall.

Outside the door, two slightly older butlers remained.

Once Chen Zian left, the youths inside the room immediately felt more at ease. Though they were outstanding figures of their respective powers, they had to maintain a certain decorum like any other youth when facing their elders.

"Mo Chenghai!!! You brat, you finally decided to show yourself!"

Zhao Bodang jumped over to Mo Chenghai’s side, extending his arm to wrap it around Mo Chenghai’s shoulder.

The two of them seemed very familiar with each other.

This was quite normal, given that both were heirs from the five major families, acquainted since childhood. As long as there were no conflicts of interest, they were considered ’friends’.

"Heh, you invite me out either to listen to music or go clubbing. If my older brother finds out, he’d beat me to death!"

"How could I dare go out and have fun with you?" Mo Chenghai replied in a disgruntled tone.

"You just don’t know how to enjoy life. Neither of us is fated for the position of Patriarch, and we both have elder brothers. We’re destined for a life of peace and joy, so why strive so hard?"

Just moments ago presenting a reliable front before Chen Zian, Zhao Bodang now looked completely relaxed, speaking rather like a playboy.

"Oh... right, right! You’re no ordinary person. Your damn talent is quite frightening. A student of the Celestial Pride Class, eh? How about this: let’s make a deal. I’ll treat you to ’enjoyment’ whenever I’m free."

"In the future, if your Mo Family ever decides to destroy my Zhao Family, just spare my life, and, hmm... leave me a few million, or even a few billion. You know I can’t bear hardship."

"Get lost, you can’t survive without acting up..."

Mo Chenghai replied grumpily.

As the two of them reminisced, Su Tu chose not to interrupt them and instead walked into the depths of the hall, where he spotted a somewhat familiar face.

The monk, wearing simple robes and with exceedingly handsome features, approached and put his hands together in greeting to Su Tu, reciting a Buddhist mantra.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Su, I’ve heard my master mention you several times, and today I finally get to meet you."

This young monk was none other than Buddha’s Son Jia Xun, whom Su Tu had seen from afar when about to leave the Dragon Nurturing Temple.

"How has Master Ku Wen been lately?" Su Tu inquired.

With a slight chuckle, Jia Xun replied, "Master is doing well. A few days ago, he was still thinking of you, fearing you might forget the promise you made to him."

Previously, Su Tu had struck the ten tolls of the Martial Bell at the Dragon Nurturing Temple and received an invitation from Master Ku Wen to participate in the future ascent of the Martial Bell Tower under the name of the Celestial Capital Dragon Nurturing Temple.

It was said that those who reached the summit could invoke the will of the Martial God within the Martial Bell, receiving his teachings, which greatly benefited their progression in the Dao of Martial Arts. This was a great opportunity.

"I will not forget my promise. Please assure Master Ku Wen of my sincerity."

Su Tu said.

Buddha’s Son Jia Xun then sat on a chair, gesturing for Su Tu to sit on the other side.

"With your assurance, my master will be much relieved."

Buddha’s Son Jia Xun’s face, which was even more enchanting than a woman’s, carried a hint of indescribable meaning.

Su Tu slightly opened his mouth, about to say something, but suddenly, he paused, barely perceptible, and looked at Jia Xun.

Jia Xun remained silent, placing his hands together and reciting two Buddhist mantras.

At this moment, in Su Tu’s vision, a line of golden Buddhist light appeared, transforming into two lines of text.

"Chen Shan intends to harm you, you must leave quickly!"

"The old mansion of the Chen Family is entirely under the old villain’s control. Even the Heart and Spirit’s sound transmission is not safe. Only with our Dragon Nurturing Temple’s Secret Technique could we inform you."