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Invincible Dad-Chapter 565 Left and Right Protectors_1

Chapter 566

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Chapter 565: Chapter 565 Left and Right Protectors_1
Sea Temple Island was now under the control of the Su Family of Hangcheng and the Jiang Family of Liu City. The Martial Artists here were all collateral relatives of the Su and Jiang families, practicing the Cultivation Techniques Xu Lai had given to Su Daiyi and Old Jiang Ba. Although they had not been practicing for long, their cultivation levels had progressed rapidly. Therefore, they were assigned to cultivate on the spiritually rich Sea Temple Island, while also protecting their family’s business from being sabotaged by other Martial Artists. However, in the strictest sense, these members of the Su and Jiang families weren’t quite Martial Artists, as they practiced orthodox Cultivation Techniques.
On a Friday, Sea Temple Island saw very little foot traffic during the day; the crowds would only arrive in the evening.
At this moment, the Martial Artist guarding the westernmost part of Sea Temple Island was a member of the Jiang Family. He wore glasses and had an acne-covered face. He was young, only about twenty-five years old.
The man, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly sensed something. He looked up toward the western sea, where tribulation clouds were rolling in.
A heavenly tribulation?
Jiang Chao was dumbfounded. The Cultivation Technique stated that a heavenly tribulation only occurred when one was about to break through to the Golden Core Realm.
Could a Golden Core expert be undergoing their tribulation nearby? No. It isn’t someone undergoing a tribulation; it’s someone being struck by it!
Jiang Chao’s pupils shrank when he saw Deng Xiaoyao walking on the surface of the sea.
Walking on water. That’s a Martial Ancestor!
Jiang Chao braced himself and shouted, "Who goes there? Halt at once! This place is—"
THUD.
Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Chao was enveloped by a terrifying pressure that forced him to his knees, his body trembling uncontrollably.
"I will say this only once. Everyone is to leave this island immediately, or you will answer for it with your lives." Deng Xiaoyao’s voice was hoarse yet exceptionally cold.
BUZZ!
The demon sword, Mojian Wuzheng, flew into the sky, its blade flickering with an endless, cold light. It was especially eager for human blood. A delicacy was right before it; how could it possibly miss out?
"You have been sealed for a thousand years. Your boundless resentment can ensure that the first soul to fall to your blade will never be reincarnated. After you kill Xu Lai, the lives in East Sea City are yours to slaughter," Deng Xiaoyao said.
SWOOSH—
The demon sword plummeted from the sky, landing directly in the center of Sea Temple Island and causing the small island to tremble. Deng Xiaoyao flicked his sleeve and sat down cross-legged beside the sword. Bolts of the heavenly tribulation continued to rain down, lending the sword genius, who had been missing for decades, an even more terrifying aura.
"Evacuate everyone on the island!" His legs trembling, Jiang Chao managed to stand and pull out a walkie-talkie. "Quick, inform Eighth Master and Miss Su! A Martial Ancestor is attacking!"
The few tourists on Sea Temple Island were escorted off, along with the owners and staff of the various shops. Soon, fewer than twenty people remained on the island, all of them members of the Jiang and Su families. Even they only dared to stand on a yacht far away, not daring to approach the island. After all, the person on it was a Martial Ancestor.
* * *
At five in the afternoon, Xu Lai finished work and drove straight to Above the White Clouds to pick up Ruan Tang. The two of them then got on the highway and headed toward the suburbs.
Meanwhile, Ruan Lan arrived at Galaxy Kindergarten, yawning. She had just picked up her niece when she ran into two friends she hadn’t seen in a while: Old Jiang Ba and Su Daiyi.
"Oh, what a coincidence." Ruan Lan waved, and Xu Yiyi also greeted them sweetly.
"Miss Ruan Lan, where is Mr. Xu?" Old Jiang Ba asked, his expression stiff.
"My brother-in-law is having some private time with my sister." Ruan Lan looked surprised. The pair before her looked awful; their faces were pale, and they had clearly run into a major problem. She asked, "Are you looking for my brother-in-law?"
"There is a small problem," Su Daiyi said, forcing a smile. "But since Mr. Xu isn’t here, we’ll just wait and come back tomorrow."
"That’s all we can do," Old Jiang Ba sighed.
"My brother-in-law might not be back for a couple of days. He’ll probably be back on Monday," Ruan Lan said.
"This..." Old Jiang Ba grew anxious. "Mr. Xu isn’t answering his phone, either. What are we going to do?"
Ruan Lan chuckled. She guessed her brother-in-law had probably put his phone in his Storage Space, where there was no signal, so of course he couldn’t take any calls.
She said casually, "It’s fine. Just tell me, and I’ll pass the message along to him later."
Su Daiyi couldn’t hold it in any longer and recounted the story of someone causing trouble on Sea Temple Island.
"My clansman said the intruder walked across the sea and wielded a terrifying-looking sword. He’s suspected to be a Martial Ancestor." Old Jiang Ba’s voice was tense. "Could it be that the recent rapid development of the Su and Jiang Families has displeased other families?"
The "other families" he mentioned were the Leading Families of the thirteen cities in Jiangnan, such as the Wan Family of East Sea City, the Niu Family of Hua City, and the Ling Family of Wencheng.
Su Daiyi shook her head. "It shouldn’t be them, but..."
"But this is a trivial matter." Ruan Lan’s beautiful eyes shimmered with a strange light. "So an enemy is trespassing? I’ll handle this for you!"
Su Daiyi was taken aback.
Old Jiang Ba gave an embarrassed smile. "Miss Ruan Lan, please don’t joke around. If anything were to happen to you, Mr. Xu would skin me alive."
"You’re thinking too small." Ruan Lan shook her head repeatedly. "Eighth Master, your perspective has gotten too narrow."
"What... What do you mean by that?" Old Jiang Ba looked puzzled.
"A minor problem like this doesn’t even require my brother-in-law. I can resolve it myself," Ruan Lan declared.
"You?" Old Jiang Ba and Su Daiyi exchanged glances.
Seeing their expressions, Ruan Lan knew she was being underestimated. She announced solemnly, "I, Ruan Lan, am the Chess Saint of Hua Country, a grandmaster of Formations, Sect Leader of the Star Origin Sect, and a remarkable woman destined to leave a significant mark on the Immortal Domain!"
Where is the Immortal Domain? Never mind, that’s not important.
Su Daiyi felt a bit dizzy from all the titles, but she asked with anticipation, "You’re an Array Master? Then how do you compare to Mr. Xu?"
"My brother-in-law doesn’t understand Formations at all. He can’t even be compared to me," Ruan Lan stated confidently.
HISS!
Old Jiang Ba gasped. Mr. Xu could coalesce a Dragon Vein with a single thought, a skill bordering on divine. If even he couldn’t compare to Ruan Lan, how profound must her mastery of Formations be?
Instantly, his and Su Daiyi’s gazes became respectful. They said in unison, "Then we will have to trouble you, Miss Ruan Lan. The payment will be transferred to your card, as usual."
"Auntie, I promised Daddy I’d look after you," Xu Yiyi whispered, tugging at Ruan Lan’s sleeve. "Daddy will be angry if he finds out."
"But there’s payment this time. How about we split it, ninety-ten?" Ruan Lan coaxed.
As Xu Yiyi hesitated, Qian Xiao took the initiative and asked, "How much is the payment?"
"The standard market rate is ten million," Su Daiyi said.
Ruan Lan was thunderstruck.
Ten million?!?
The two little ones were also stunned. They had worked their butts off in the Martial Dao tournament for a mere two hundred thousand in prize money. This was fifty times that amount!
"Miss Ruan, if that seems too little, we can add another ten million," Old Jiang Ba said quickly. "After all, the opponent might be a Martial Ancestor, or even stronger. It will be quite tricky."
"Ten million is enough. Let’s stick to the market rate." Ruan Lan’s eyes were practically sparkling with dollar signs; she could see a clear path to riches opening up before her.
"Left and Right Protectors, follow your Sect Hierarch to make money—no, I mean, to defeat the forces of evil and uphold world peace!" Ruan Lan declared, full of vigor.

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