Others are still struggling, but I am just slacking off.

"Yushui, leave the Golden Immortal to us, and the other Quasi-Gods to you!"

Wang Zhirou's tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Grandma, you are wasting your talents! If you don't kill the enemy swiftly, how can you justify your forbearance for so many years?"

Qian Yushui took a sip of wine and looked at the ten demigods.

Wang Zhirou's pupils shrank slightly, and then she laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha! You are the one who thinks things through. Okay, let's kill to our heart's content today."

Murong Yun and Murong Die looked at each other, totally not understanding what the two were talking about.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

Wang Zhirou clapped her hands three times.

Forty-two perfect Daluo Golden Immortals and three quasi-gods appeared before him.

"Meet the Territory Master!"

The people of Murong family looked at each other in bewilderment. No one expected that Wang Zhirou would be the master of a region.

The calmest ones were Qian Yushui and Wang Zhirou.

The most shocked were the people of Murong family. Even the people of Xingyang Temple were surprised.

"This...what's going on?"

"Madam is the domain master? Isn't the head of the family the domain master? How come he became the madam?"

"Ma'am, what is going on?"

The three quasi-gods walked up to Wang Zhirou and said disdainfully, "You are the only one who wants the position of the domain master of Xijie Domain. Our domain master is Hua Qingyan from Donglin Domain."

"Could it be..."

"But, he is dead, so what is happening now..."

"What exactly is going on?"

The Xingyang Temple thought of its dead fellow disciples and looked at Wang Zhirou with hatred.

Murong Die grabbed Wang Zhirou's arm and said excitedly: "Mom, you really are..."

"Die'er, for so many years, mother and your father have been angry. In order to avenge your grandfather's family, I ignored you and Yun'er. It was mother's fault."

Wang Zhirou's gentle eyes carefully glanced back and forth between Murong Die and Murong Yun.

“Mother thought that as long as they didn’t pay so much attention to you, Xingyang Temple would ignore you, but I didn’t expect them to be so despicable and secretly instruct Murongda’s family to suppress you in private.”

"Mom arranged for someone to secretly help you, but I didn't expect them to pretend to obey you but actually disobey you. It's Mom's fault!"

Murong Die had always thought that she and her brother were the ones who were not loved by their father and mother. She didn't expect that there were so many things in between, and they were no longer at the age to feel resentment.

Although I still can’t fully understand it, I have let it go completely.

"Mom, you have endured so much alone for so many years. You have worked hard. Now my brother and I have grown up and have a certain strength to share your worries. If you have any problems, you can directly use me and my brother. Brother, don't you agree?"

Murong Yun had mixed emotions and nodded slightly in response.

Mother carries a deep blood feud, but she dares not act rashly. She does not deal with Murong Da. Isn't it because she is considering them?

Murong Bo knew everything about the woman he had loved for thousands of years, but he just didn't dare to face it.

"Zhirou!"

When Wang Zhirou heard this humble yet affectionate call, she turned her head and ignored it.

She knew that Murong Bo had done his best, and that it was Murong Bo who secretly made things easier for her at the beginning when she had a hard time.

His feelings were never fake, it was just a coincidence, and they were just not careful enough.

She also felt guilty about Murong Da leaking the Wang family's secret. If she had been more careful than Murong Bo, perhaps the tragedy of the whole family would not have happened.

Rather than blaming Murong Bo, she actually blamed herself. She was blinded by her emotions and threw all caution to the wind, which led to the big mistake.

Neither of them knew how to face each other, and a thousand years passed.

They can never go back.

The culprit behind all this is the Xingyang Temple.

Wang Zhirou thought of this and suppressed her emotions.

"There are twenty quasi-gods. I will keep five for the four of you and leave the other fifteen to me. As for the Golden Immortal, Yu Shui, please help take care of him."

They now only have two demigods, Qian Yushui and Wang Zhirou, but there are ten on the opposite side. Wang Zhirou can fight to the death, but that doesn't mean she can ask Yushui to fight to the death.

There were too many generations apart, and coupled with the weak kinship in the world of immortal cultivation, there was no guarantee of how much Qian Yushui would give, so Wang Zhirou wanted her to take control of the rear.

At least with her around, the others could still save their lives.

Qian Yushui did not agree and looked at the ten demigods in the distance, wondering what they were thinking.

The other members of the Murong family just wanted to stay as far away as possible, but the situation was stronger than them.

They can only hope that they are lucky and not be affected.

Qian Yushui suddenly spoke up: "Aren't you guys from Xingyang Temple planning to speed up? It's a pity that only ten demigods came here to die today."

The ten people from the Xingyang Temple on the opposite side were furious at his words. Normally, they didn't say much after completing their tasks, but now they were so angry that they spoke.

"court death!"

"Looking for death? That's what the two people from Xingyang Temple said the last time, and the three people from the last time said the same thing, but their ashes have already been scattered. I guess you won't be able to go back today! Have you thought about how to die?"

When others heard such outrageous words, they wished that not a single word had appeared in their eyes, hearts, or ears.

This is definitely seeking death, without even considering the difference in strength.

There are ten demigods on the opposite side, and there are only two demigods on our side. They are still provoking us. They seem to think they are not dying fast enough.

As for the fact that two or three people had their ashes scattered, no one took it seriously.

Demigods are not in the foundation-building stage, and those with the same level of cultivation can use external objects to make up for the difference.

"Sister, these people don't believe you, teach them a lesson!"

Xuanxiao just wanted to watch the fun and started to instigate.

"Sister, I've been wronged. How about you help me get justice? You're so beautiful and kind, you'll definitely agree!"

Xuan rolled her eyes. She never expected that one day she would be gossiped about by others.

"Okay, sister, you've praised me against your will. If I don't help you as your younger sister, I'm really not a human being. Although I'm not a human being, let me out. I want to fight this group of villains until dawn."

"Alright! Since you've asked to fight, it would be unfair to the people if we don't let you out. But we have to wait a little longer."

The man and the beast continued to watch the show, both wanting to hear the people from the Xingyang Temple utter some harsh words.

"Do it!"

The leader of Xingyang Temple was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Qian Yushui: That’s it?

Xuan: Trash! He has no martial ethics, can't even say tough words, and can't even act like a villain. It makes me look like a villain who can only talk nonsense.

She is a serious and decent person, she can complain a lot, but it never stops her from taking action.

Who said you can't talk when you're beating someone?

Look at the little kids in the movies. When they get beaten, isn’t it their fathers who are nagging at them while beating them?

Does she have another name?

Dad? Or mom?

Get lost! Who wants to be the villain's parents?

Mumbling in my heart, but appearing serious on the surface.

"The void is broken!"