Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

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It turned out that last night, a good friend of the old Sterr Clan Leader mysteriously entered the secret passage in Elder Sterr's study and obtained a magical item similar to an Elixir Pill.

After consuming it, he miraculously broke through an entire realm, then Elder Sterr discovered him, and the powerful individual instantly fled.

During the course of one night, this incredible event had already spread across the entire Western Continent at a shocking speed, leaving everyone perplexed about how such a thing could happen.

Moreover, the fellow who devoured the magical treasure even made an appearance, silencing many of the doubters with evidence.

More importantly, this individual, blessed with unbeatable luck, emphatically swore there were at least nine more such magical treasures within the Sterr Family.

The next moment, all the eyes of the Western powerhouses were on the Sterr Family; a treasure that could advance someone an entire realm was enough to drive them mad with desire.

So, within a single night, the Sterr Family had become a piece of succulent meat in the eyes of all the strong.

"The Holy See has already sent a Cardinal, and representatives of other powers are on their way, even a Pharaoh from Egypt has rushed over," Ruth said anxiously. The Sterr Family might be formidable, but they were absolutely unable to withstand an assault from these forces.

Ye Ling nodded, stood up, and patted Ruth on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I've got this."

"It's not as simple as you think. You are about to leave, and even if you are powerful, you can't possibly kill everyone, can you?"

"And once you leave, the Sterr Family will likely face frenzied retaliation. So, my dear, please help the Sterr Family."

Ruth's words made sense. Even if Ye Ling was powerful, he could not possibly eliminate all the strong opponents, and once he was gone, the Sterr Family would be in great peril. He couldn't stay here forever, could he?

"What do you need me to do?" Ye Ling nodded. If he could aid the Sterr Family, he would do so without reservation.

Ruth took a deep breath, "Grandfather suggests that you step forward and negotiate with the major powers alongside him, trying to minimize the losses for the Sterr Family."

Elder Sterr's intention was clear, stand by to deter them, and minimize the losses as much as possible.

"Fine, that's no problem. I will go meet your grandfather first, and while I'm at it, see the Cardinal," Ye Ling said with a pat on Ruth's shoulder and a smile.

The Sterr mansion's guest hall, with its simple style that was nevertheless pleasing to the eye, was well decorated and had an ineffable heritage, reflecting the culture of the Sterr Family that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

Elder Sterr and seven or eight powerhouses sat at a round table. Elder Sterr's face was full of woe, while the seven or eight powerhouses opposite him were all leaders of major forces and families. Their attitudes would determine the fate of the Sterr Family.

"Gentlemen, I absolutely have not deceived anyone. Our Sterr Family does possess such treasures, inherited and handed down over a hundred years, but with my ability, I genuinely cannot bring them out," he said.

"Those Elixir Pills are in a secret place of our Sterr Family, protected by restrictions that only lift once every ten years. That damned person from yesterday was just lucky to have entered and stolen the treasures."

"To enter the secret site of the Sterr Family, we must wait another ten years."

Elder Sterr took a deep breath and rubbed his forehead. Since several terrifying individuals had arrived earlier that morning, he had been constantly plagued with a headache, thinking about how to resolve the situation.

"Elder Sterr, don't play tricks with us. If you're not capable, we can help, but you have to tell us how many of those treasures there really are," said a middle-aged man with blond hair coldly, the fervor in his eyes unmistakable. He was already at the Middle Stage of Cultivation in his Golden Core. If he could get his hands on one of those treasures, then...

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At this thought, his heart began to throb uneasily. He absolutely had to get his hands on it, even if it meant going to full-scale war with the Sterr Family.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there are only nine Elixir Pills left, I swear upon the Divine Spirit, I am not lying."

"But this is the treasured possession of our Sterr Family, we must keep four of them. Otherwise, we would rather go to war with you all, even if it means the destruction of our clan and the death of our people!"

Old Steward stood up, slamming the table fiercely.

Damn it, isn't this bullying? It's my family's property, and you think you can just take it because you want to? Sure, you might have the upper hand, but I am not a three-year-old child.

At that moment, the Archbishop from The Holy See smiled and said, "Old Steward, your temper is still as explosive as when you were young, but I can accept your proposal."

"After all, it is the treasure of your Sterr Family, and us taking it is already a disrespect to your family. However, leaving four pills for the Sterr Family might raise objections from the others."

Not to mention others, just within this room, there are seven or eight powers present, and it's said that there are no fewer than ten more powers rushing towards the Sterr Family, expected to arrive by nightfall.

There are a total of nine precious pills. If the Sterr Family keeps four, how would the remaining five be enough for these powers to share?

"The things of my Sterr Family, it is our responsibility to handle them, right? Don't push me, otherwise, I will complain to the Superpowers Alliance about your behavior!" Find exclusive stories on empire

"You bandits, although my Sterr Family is not immensely powerful, we won't allow ourselves to be slaughtered by others!"

Old Steward felt an urge to explode with anger. These damn bastards, bullying people too much, really thinking that the Sterr Family is a pushover, someone they can squeeze whenever they fancy?

"Old Steward, I think you will regret your decision, really," the Archbishop said as he too stood up, his face a cold sneer.

Seeing this, the representatives of other powers also stood up, sporting vicious smiles on their faces. Needless to say, they would never allow Old Steward's ideas to be realized.

Under the pressure of several powerful figures, Old Steward sat back down powerlessly, his face blank. The Sterr Family was now like meat on the table, simply not enough for these people to divide among themselves.

"Humph, Old Steward, I think you'd better be sensible. With those guys coming, I fear you won't be able to keep even one," a powerful individual laughed uproariously.

Old Steward clenched his teeth, lifted his head, and looked at the strong speaker: "As I just said, if my Sterr Family doesn't keep even one thing, then my Sterr Family will face ruin and death!"

All the people's momentum stalled for a moment, and then they burst into laughter. What a joke, did he really think he was like that old lady from Huaxia's royal palace a hundred years ago?

Declaring war against eleven countries at once and ending up beaten black and blue, with the national treasures pillaged by eight bandits.

"I say, you guys, do you think life has been too comfortable for you?" Just then, a lazy voice sounded.

"Who is that? Come out!" a powerholder shouted, his face darkening.

At the doorway, a slender figure and Ruth slowly walked into the room. It was Ye Ling, who scanned the powerful figures around with a cold, mocking smile, and then his gaze settled on the Archbishop.

"Tsk tsk, the old geezer sent you? I think that old fellow really doesn't want to live, huh."

Ye Ling shook his head and scoffed coldly, his words sharp as a knife, utterly arrogant.