Xiao Longlong had left the Eternal Sect several years ago, and Jun Changxiao missed him dearly. So when the Dragon Clan sent an invitation, it was the perfect opportunity to visit.

“Husband is the Stone Statue Clan patriarch, and his contracted beast is the Dragon Clan’s Dragon Emperor,” Hua Meigui said. “You two, master and servant, are quite formidable.”

“Not bad.”

Pride appeared on Jun Changxiao’s face.

“Oh, right.”

Hua Meigui added: “The Demon Delusion Clan’s million-strong army is still controlled by disciple Yao Mengying. So it seems all three great clans are directly or indirectly controlled by husband.”

That’s right.

If she hadn’t mentioned it, he’d almost forgotten!

Jun Changxiao took a sip of tea and said proudly: “Now I should be qualified to stand on equal footing with the Ten Great Immortal Sects, right?”

He admitted his cultivation realm was inferior—in front of top experts, he wasn’t worth mentioning.

But all three great clans were connected to him, plus he had Master Tonggu Zhenren and his circle of friends. Just ask if the Immortal Sects were afraid or not!

It must be said that Dog Sheng, who had developed in the Upper Realm for three or four years, was no longer the novice he once was—at least he had sufficient capital now.

Although it couldn’t be converted into sect power, possessing absolute strength meant he could be bold in many matters. For instance, if large mineral veins appeared, there was no need to sneak around—he could openly compete for them!

“Wonderful!”

The smile on Jun Changxiao’s face grew even more intense.

However, the scene changed, and he sat in the clan hall with a stiff expression.

Since he’d become the new clan patriarch, holding court was inevitable. But the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers arrived and immediately presented all sorts of memorials and documents before him, piling up into a small mountain!

Jun Changxiao broke down: “How long have you been accumulating these clan internal affairs?”

“Three or four years,” the Grand Preceptor said. “And there’s much more that hasn’t been presented yet.”

Because of personal emotional issues, Gongsun Ruoli had rarely concerned herself with clan matters for several years, so internal affairs had always been handled by the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers.

Now that a new patriarch had arrived, he naturally had to review them personally.

“No way.”

Jun Changxiao covered his forehead: “My head hurts a bit.”

So many memorials, so much internal business—just flipping through them all would probably take several days!

The feeling of controlling a clan was quite nice, but Dog Sheng had overlooked that being a clan leader was much harder than being a sect master. After all, managing tens of millions of clan members and handling affairs in every aspect was involved.

…

That night.

Jun Changxiao sat in his sleeping quarters, reviewing memorials with a lifeless expression.

He’d already been working continuously for several hours. Looking at the densely packed text above, he felt as if it had transformed into sharp swords flying into his consciousness, crazily stimulating his brain nerves and transmitting waves of pain.

“Ah!”

“I can’t take it anymore!”

Jun Changxiao pressed his cheek against the desk.

The considerate Hua Meigui brought him a cup of refreshing tea and smiled: “Can’t handle it after just half a day?”

“…”

Jun Changxiao replied speechlessly: “I’m not you—I’ve never managed a clan before…”

Wait!

Dog Sheng’s eyes suddenly brightened.

Hua Meigui guessed his thoughts and said: “You’re not planning to have me review memorials and handle the Stone Statue Clan’s internal affairs, are you?”

“Managing a clan is a piece of cake for you, isn’t it?” Jun Changxiao said.

Hua Meigui said: “You’re the patriarch.”

“The Stone Statue Clan’s custom is that women are husbands and men are wives. It’s perfectly reasonable for you to handle clan internal affairs,” Jun Changxiao said.

“Ptui!”

The system spat.

Before, he refused to acknowledge the engagement no matter what, but now that he needed a tool person, he started invoking principles.

“That’s not right.”

Hua Meigui said: “As the saying goes, the husband manages external affairs, the wife manages internal affairs. Since these are clan internal affairs, shouldn’t you be handling them?”

“Well done!” the system praised.

“…”

Jun Changxiao was left speechless.

Currently, only two people could make him eat humble pie: first, Hua Meigui; second, Lu Qianqian.

The system?

Sorry, it wasn’t human.

Lu Qianqian had roasted Dog Sheng in the beginning because during early development his strength was lacking yet he liked to boast. Later, as his realm gradually improved, she rarely used her sharp tongue, and almost had no presence anymore.

As for Hua Meigui, when Jun Changxiao borrowed the Space-Time Worm to enter the Soul Clan continent, she’d captured him before knowing his identity.

“Here!”

Jun Changxiao pushed the memorials over: “You handle them. I’m not professional.”

“You’re not unprofessional, you’re shameless,” the system said, speaking the thoughts of many.

“Fine.”

Hua Meigui sat down and began reviewing a memorial.

What a difference—Dog Sheng looked at memorials like a restless monkey on pins and needles, but she handled it with ease, not awkward at all.

Professional!

In one night, Hua Meigui finished reviewing all the memorials.

“Amazing!”

Jun Changxiao gave a thumbs up.

Reviewing memorials let Hua Meigui recapture the feeling of being an empress. After finishing, she lazily said: “Brew tea.”

“Yes!”

Jun Changxiao bowed and withdrew.

After taking just two steps, he suddenly froze in place and broke down: “What did I just treat myself as?”

The system said: “Living up to your name.”

…

Morning.

The clan hall’s regular meeting.

The Three Dukes and Nine Ministers reviewed the approved memorials one by one, their eyes gradually brightening.

So much accumulated internal business handled in one night—this new patriarch had real ability!

“Grand Preceptor.”

Jun Changxiao said calmly: “Are the congratulatory gifts for the Dragon Clan prepared?”

Xiao Longlong was about to inherit the Dragon Emperor position. As his master, if he was going to offer congratulations, he naturally had to prepare sincerely and not lose face.

“Reporting to the patriarch, they’re prepared.”

The Grand Preceptor presented the gift list, which detailed minerals, crystal cores, medicinal herbs, and other items. Just from the names alone, they were clearly precious.

“Excellent.”

Jun Changxiao nodded with satisfaction and announced: “We depart tomorrow.”

The Grand Guardian said: “The patriarch is personally going to the Dragon Domain?”

“Of course.”

“That seems somewhat improper.”

When the patriarch was inaugurated, the Dragon Clan didn’t send anyone. Now that the Dragon Emperor was ascending, just sending a representative would suffice. Having the patriarch go personally seemed to give them too much face!

“My mind is made up.”

Jun Changxiao said: “No one can object.”

“…”

The Three Dukes and Nine Ministers all fell silent.

This new patriarch was even more forceful than the previous one. Truly like father, like son!

“You all.”

Jun Changxiao interlaced his fingers and said seriously: “Must also come along.”

“Huh?”

The Three Dukes and Nine Ministers were dumbfounded.

Dog Sheng not only wanted to personally go in his capacity as patriarch, but also bring Gongsun Ruoli and all the civil and military officials—all to support Xiao Longlong!

If time hadn’t already been too tight, he might have even returned to the Eternal Sect to bring the leadership and disciples.

…

The next day.

The Three Dukes, Nine Ministers, and several hundred clan elites gathered outside the clan hall.

Gongsun Ruoli was also there. She’d originally planned to leave the Stone Statue Domain soon, but couldn’t withstand her son’s earnest persuasion. So she decided to accompany him to the Dragon Clan, then go out to search for the heartless man.

“Hum!”

The Tonggu warship appeared out of thin air.

“Board the ship!”

Swish! Swish! Swish!

In moments, the Stone Statue Clan’s leadership and elites all flew aboard.

This lineup was luxurious—those unaware might think they were going to the Dragon Clan to fight.

“Whoosh—”

The Tonggu warship activated, traversing to the end and gradually merging into the vortex.

…

Eternal Sect.

Elder Ding, Elder Wei, and others furrowed their brows.

The two Dragon Clan members had awakened and informed them of some very bad news, so they were currently in a dilemma.

“Hall Master Li.”

Jiang Xie said: “Have you contacted the sect master?”

“No.”

Li Luoqiu shook her head.

“Sigh.”

Jiang Xie helplessly sighed.

At this critical juncture, the sect master had gone to the Stone Statue Domain. What should everyone do!

“We can’t wait any longer.”

Elder Ding stood up and said gravely: “This matter is extremely serious. If the sect master knew, he definitely wouldn’t hesitate, so we must take action immediately!”

“Right.”

Black and White Rakshasa, Elder Ge, and others agreed.

“Do you know where the Dragon Domain is?” Elder Wei said.

“…”

Everyone collectively fell silent.

Just then, Liu Sinan said: “I know.”

“Let’s go!”

“To the Dragon Domain!”

“Whoosh!”

“Whoosh!”

That day, three thousand Dark Destruction Gods flew out of the Eternal Sect led by Zhong Yi.

The sect leadership led by Liu Sinan all mobilized together.

Yao Mengying realized the seriousness of the problem and directly deployed two hundred thousand Demon Delusion troops from the mountains.

Jun Changxiao brought Stone Statue Clan elites to support Xiao Longlong, but they brought so many people truly intending to fight!

The Spirit Beast Hall also mobilized.

Myriad Beast Demon King led the hall’s leadership to follow close behind.

“Wait!”

Halfway there, Old Niu slapped his forehead: “Why hasn’t the Hall Master come out yet?”

If Purple Scale Demon King knew, he’d definitely be shouting in a sea of fire: “You bastards finally remembered me!”

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