Soon, the three patriarchs escorted Noel Song away.
Harold Chen, the Chen family ancestor, checked the map inside the jade slip again and said excitedly, "Old Jin, Old Ning, do you think this map is genuine or not?"
"If we want to know if it's real or fake, let's just go check the Immortal Estate Ruins directly!" Matilda Jin replied.
"That's right. Let's go have a look together!"
On the other side.
As soon as they stepped out of the main hall, Jason Chen, the Chen family patriarch, invited Noel, "Young Friend Song, you're injured and need to recover. Our Chen family has a scenic side estate, perfect for healing. I'll also assign experts to guard you. What do you think?"
"Young Friend Song, our Jin family’s estate is also quite nice. Why not come recover with us? We even have several top-grade healing holy medicines. If you need anything, the Jin family won’t hold back!"
The Jin patriarch hurried to extend his invitation. Before the Immortal Estate Ruins were confirmed, Noel Song was too valuable to lose. Whoever could win him over would have the upper hand—after all, who knew if he’d revealed everything about the ruins yet? They might still need his help to enter later.
Seeing this, the Ning patriarch grew anxious and quickly said, "Young Friend Song, forget them! Our Ning family estate isn’t just beautiful; we also have plenty of healing holy medicines. Most importantly, my granddaughter Nadia Ning is absolutely peerless in beauty, and she deeply admires young geniuses like you. If you don’t mind, I can introduce you!"
Jason Chen and the Jin patriarch both secretly cursed the Ning patriarch as shameless.
Jason Chen was displeased. "Old Ning, that's not fair. You're not the only one with a granddaughter—our Chen family has plenty of girls with outstanding looks and temperament. If Young Friend Song doesn't mind, I can have them all come keep you company!"
Just then, the Jin patriarch sneered, "Heh, with a young genius like Young Friend Song, why would he care for girls with weak cultivation? Song, I have a female disciple named Queenie Meng. Her cultivation isn't as high as yours, but she's exceptionally gifted—under a hundred years old and already reached the Out-of-Body Realm. I'm sure you two would have plenty in common!"
"Plenty in common?" Jason Chen scoffed. "Everyone knows your disciple Queenie Meng is cold as ice and barely speaks. Being with her is like sitting next to a block of ice."
"Jason Chen, what do you mean by that? Are you slandering my disciple?" the Jin patriarch snapped.
Jason Chen was unfazed. "I'm just telling it like it is!"
Watching the three patriarchs bicker, Ian couldn't help but feel both amused and helpless. Indeed, Noel Song was precisely Ian in disguise.
"How about this, seniors? Since I plan to stay here for three months, why don't I spend one month at each family's estate?"
"Alright, then come to our estate first! We'll host a welcoming banquet for you!" Jason Chen said quickly.
"Why should you get him first? He should come to our Ning estate!"
"He should come to the Jin estate first!"
Seeing the three patriarchs squabbling again, Ian grew even more speechless.
Prime One Church, Battlefront Province altar.
Ever since Terry Xie pacified the chaos in Battlefront Province, he had kept mostly to himself.
Though he rarely appeared in public, his prestige in Battlefront Province hadn't diminished—in fact, it only grew more mysterious.
"Branch Master, we’ve investigated everything..."
After hearing his subordinate’s report, Terry Xie looked thoughtful. An Immortal Estate Ruins, an unknown Divine Temple power—it all felt like a storm was brewing.
"Keep monitoring the three great clans—and that youth!"
"Yes, sir!"
The subordinate withdrew.
Terry Xie closed his eyes and rhythmically tapped his fingers on the table. After a while, he called to the guards outside, "Go, bring Elder Feng and Elder Wanyan here."