novelA White Token
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Chapter 814 - A White Token
The Lantern Festival was the day to celebrate family reunions, and it was the last day for the various schemers to prepare.
During the night, small white tokens totally shook up the guild circles of the nine imperial cities, creating a massive wave in the dark, trying to break apart the Shanhai Alliance-Guild Alliance.
The real goal was to use this chance to remove the outer barrier of Shanhai City.
Needless to say, the schemer was Silver Hand. In the China region, apart from the six members of the original Six Tyrants of Handan, Silver Hand had many other mysterious members.
These members were all hidden aristocratic families who did not come out of hiding easily.
Like the leader of Star Alliance from before, Xingzhe Zichen, as well as the hidden aristocratic family behind him, they were all members of Silver Hand.
However, due to Ouyang Shuo's interference, his attempt to come out on the world stage was not smooth.
Within the global landscape, China's foundation was the strongest, and they had the longest history on Earth. Hence, they had the highest number of hidden aristocratic families.
As for the specific number, apart from the founder of Silver Hand, no one was clear.
After Silver Hand listed Ouyang Shuo as very dangerous and activated term number 15, the ones who acted first were not the overseas members but the hidden members in China.
Today was the first stage of them pulling in the net.
The guild situation would totally change on this night.... Quanzhou, Streamer Headquarters.
In the leader's room, two men sat facing one another. The first was the sect leader of Streamer, Jun Yilao, and opposite him was a middle aged man. The middle aged man looked rather humble and simple, and his face was similar to Lao Yijun.
"Little Jun, 10 years have passed since that matter, yet you still cannot get over it?" The middle aged man picked up the tea cup, taking a sip. He focused on Jun Yilao with a merciful gaze.
"Do not use such eyes to look at me, disgusting!"
Jun Yilao's heart was obviously unsettled. Evidently, the person in front of him had a special relationship with him.
"You are my son."
Jun Yilao said mockingly, "Illegitimate or bastard? After you all coldly chased me out of my family, I no longer had any relationship with you all. All of you acted noble, following some dog sh*t sect rules and not revealing yourself to the world. Now what? You guys cannot stand the loneliness and want to jump out?"
"Earth is already gone, so what are we holding onto?" Loneliness flashed in the eyes of the middle aged man.
To hidden aristocratic families, to ask them to leave Earth, to leave China, to leave the roots their ancestors had placed down for them was undoubtedly a difficult choice, and it nearly destroyed their beliefs.
Some of these old people would rather die than migrate.
"If we move to Planet Hope, when we die, where will we be buried?" That was their question.
The middle aged man in front of him was brought up imbued with such ideals and naturally felt this pain.
Jun Yilao kept silent.
"Little Jun, the times have changed. A new era will be born, and it will belong to you people. We are old and slowly being eliminated."
The middle aged man continued sincerely, "The family has decided to come out and choose you as our heir, helping Streamer take down the Satellite City in Quanzhou."
"I do not need it, I can settle it myself."
Hearing these words, Jun Yilao's heart had a slight waver, but he did not back off in his words.
The middle aged man shook his head, "You cannot."
"Do not try to scare me."
The middle aged man said, "You know how powerful our family is. Quanzhou is where we took root and have run it for hundreds of years. Even in the game, more than 30% of the guild heads can be controlled by us. Little Jun, do you really think you will succeed if you go against us?"
Jun Yilao's expression froze up.
"Why?"
Jun Yilao naturally knew of the family's power, but how would they easily use this power?
"Because of this."
The middle aged man took out a small white token that looked simple; it was made of silver. There were no flowery pattern, but it looked really special, and the tip of the token had a small palm.
When Jun Yilao saw this token, he was shocked, "The silver order of the Silver House! Who are you going against?" After calming himself down, he asked uncertainly, "Is it Shanhai City?"
"That's right."
"Despicable! You all are actually acting against your own people." Jun Yilao stood up in rage.
The middle aged man said, "Own people? After the federation was formed, are there still enemies and allies?"
"If there isn't, what are you all holding onto? World unification?" Jun Yilao's face had an unspeakable mocking, "In the end, it is still Shanhai City blocking your way."
"Maybe you're right."
The middle aged man did not try to argue. His son had already grown up, and he was already a strong power of China. However, anyone who stood so tall and high up definitely would not believe in ideals.
"Scoff!"
Jun Yilao did not know what he should say and quietly sat back down.
The atmosphere of the room immediately became awkward.
The middle aged man spoke again; he did not want to beat around the bush, passing the white token to Jun Yilao, "This token, will you take it or not?"
"What if I take it? What if I do not?"
The middle aged man said, "Take it and you'll be the heir of the family. If you do not, you are the enemy of the family. What will come of that, I'm sure you understand."
"...."
Jun Yilao was silent for a long time.
Streamer was his hard work and his last bit of pride since he left the family. If he did not take the silver token, it would be like becoming enemies with Silver Hand.
Thinking about that beast, no matter how stubborn Jun Yilao was, he still felt a chill in his heart.
However, Jun Yilao did not want to submit to the family once more.
Thinking about that rainy day 10 years ago, the 14 year old him left the deep mountain residence under the cold eyes of the people; an insuppressible soared in his heart.
This fire had blazed for 10 years and still was not extinguished.
Who would have thought that 10 years later, the family would want him to return just because of a silver token?
What irony!
Jun Yilao's fingernails could not help but stab into his flesh.
When the middle aged man saw that, he tried to persuade, "Qiyue Wuyi is just in a cooperative relationship with you, so why would you make sacrifices because of him? An abnormally is just an abnormally."
Jun Yilao suddenly raised his head and stared into the middle aged man's eyes, "I will take it." As he said those words, he reached out to pick up the small token.
"That's my son." The middle aged man smiled happily.
However, Jun Yilao's heart was bleeding.... Chengdu, Laojun Temple Headquarters.
Out of all the guild headquarters, Laojun Temple's one was the most special. The entire headquarters consisted of a huge rites ground, and the temple's building structure was similar to the way of Chengdu.
The Shu Lands had many experts and also the legend of the Shu Mountain Sword Saint, so the cultivation atmosphere was really strong.
Laojun Temple sitting in Chengdu was perfect.
Night, oil lamps glistening.
Someone arrived before Laojun Temple.
"Who is here?"
Laojun Temple was mainly made up of priests, and even the guard was dressed up as a priest.
"Please tell the sect leader that Xuan Jizi is here to visit."
When the guards saw that the old man in front of him seemed like a strong cultivator, they did not dare to take him lightly and went to report to the sect leader.
Not long after, a middle aged man passed through the inner door. He was wearing a green robe, and his face was red and nourished. This person was a priest that had a deep cultivation.
Upon closer inspection, this person was really emotional and excited, walking extremely quickly.
This was the sect leader of Laojun Temple, Priest Qingniu.
Priest Qingniu was actually a legendary figure. He was a third generous rich boy, and he had a lot of money. It was rumored that when he entered the mountains to play, an expert gave him tips, letting him comprehend a lot, allowing him to directly step into the priest gates.
After this, Priest Qingniu cultivated for a long time in the mountains before leaving. After going down the mountains, he studied for a priest license and became a recognized priest.
He also used his own money to build a temple in the suburbs to get disciples.
Although he was a recognized alchemist, Priest Qingniu was not old and he advanced with the times. Apart from building the temple and accepting disciples, he was also one of the most famous Taoist forum posters. When he was free, he would post online on the forums to spread the knowledge of Taoism.
Some experience netizens could discuss together with Priest Qingniu. Overall, it was a really interesting experience.
Laojun Temple in the game was built from the foundations of real life temples, and the core members he invited in were mainly netizens from the forums.
Hence, Laojun Temple could be considered one of the top 10 guilds and was a legendary guild.
Priest Qingniu charged out of the gates. When he saw the old man waiting outside, he could not keep his emotions in, and he shook as he said, "Teacher, it's you!"
As he said that, he teared up.
The person who taught Priest Qingniu in the mountains was this person.
Without that lucky encounter, Priest Qingniu would not have gotten all his achievements. In the next few years, Priest Qingniu entered the mountains over and over to try to meet his teacher but he did not manage to.
When the planetary migration occurred, Priest Qingniu thought that he would not be able to see his teacher ever again. Who knew that his teacher would actually visit him? Obviously, Priest Qingniu would feel emotional.
"Student!"
The old priest smiled, his face was also filled with emotion.
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