With these words, they once again occupied the moral high ground.

Truly, you accuse me of colluding with the Mental Path and Heart Pavilion, and I counter your accusation of violating the ancestral mandate.

Fu Ling and Fu Ya exchanged glances, feeling utterly helpless.

In the Qingqiu Clan, there is one thing that is politically correct: the ancestral mandate.

Anything that involves the ancestral mandate, the descendants truly cannot criticize.

Who is to say that the First Generation Human Emperor does indeed owe a debt to the Tianhu Ancestor?

Suddenly, a human figure stepped into the void, and a mysterious aura instantly filled the council hall.

A woman appeared out of thin air in front of Fu Ling.

It was none other than the stunningly beautiful Fufeng.

"Elder sister!" Fu Ling exclaimed in surprise.

"Elder sister, you haven’t returned to Qingqiu for a hundred years, and today you actually..." Fu Ya was even more delighted.

She had the best relationship with Fufeng, they were true sisters at heart. Fufeng’s absence for a century had left Fu Ya feeling very lonely; today, her elder sister had finally returned.

Fufeng’s gaze swept over her younger siblings’ faces, then turned to the Great Elder: "I just heard the Second Elder’s impassioned speech, saying that when Qingqiu chooses a husband, we do not need to consider his political status, only his position on the Cultivation Path. Is this the consensus of the elders?"

The Great Elder nodded: "It should be so!"

Fufeng said: "Very well, Great Elder, how about we make a wager?"

"A wager?" The Great Elder said in a low voice.

"Let’s wager on Su Lin’s cultivation, to see if he can withstand your single strike!"

The entire council hall fell silent.

The Great Elder seemed also taken aback: "I... deliver a strike?"

"Precisely!"

"Impossible!" Fu Ling shouted: "Elder sister, this isn’t fair! The Great Elder has already reached the Half-step Realm, how can he wager cultivation with the junior? If you want a bet, then let it be one of Qingqiu’s Second Generation Disciples, pick any one to duel him." 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Exactly!" Fu Ya said: "I agree with the elder brother’s suggestion. Aren’t the elders emphasizing cultivation? Then let’s compare cultivation by matching our top-level Second Generation disciples against him. If none can defeat him, then his position on the Cultivation Path evidently makes him worthy of our seventh sister!"

Fufeng’s hand suddenly raised sharply: "Silence! I am the eldest sister, and I have the final say!"

Fu Ling and Fu Ya’s whole bodies trembled and they dared not speak again.

The atmosphere completely froze.

After a long while, the Great Elder smiled faintly: "The Eldest Princess’s words are final?"

"The Heavenly Fox Contract can be established!" Fufeng said.

The Heavenly Fox Contract!

The most important contract within Qingqiu.

If violated, one can never return to Qingqiu for life.

The faces of the gathered elders tensed up, and the Great Elder said slowly: "It seems the Eldest Princess is serious, may I ask what is at stake in this wager?"

Fufeng said: "If the Great Elder wins, I, Fufeng, along with the brothers and sisters present, will leave the Qingqiu register, leaving Qingqiu open to your will. But if the Great Elder loses, I request that the Great Elder lead the attending elders to leave the Qingqiu register and no longer intervene in Qingqiu’s affairs!"

The hall once again fell silent.

Everyone’s hearts were all pounding fiercely.

The Great Elder gently exhaled: "The Eldest Princess seems quite confident in this Su Lin, may I ask what gives you this confidence?"

"Just say whether you accept or decline!"

The Great Elder’s gaze slowly lifted, staring directly at the heavens.

The Second Elder spoke: "The Eldest Princess says, if Su Lin survives a single strike from the Great Elder, it is considered the Great Elder’s failure?"

Fufeng said: "If the Great Elder truly lacks confidence, perhaps make a change: engage Su Lin in a fair fight, with no restrictions on moves, and let the final outcome determine the winner!"

The Great Elder suddenly lowered his head, locking his fierce eyes firmly on Fufeng.

The brothers and sisters behind Fufeng also stared at her in disbelief.

A fair fight, with no restrictions on moves.

Such a wager...

Yet it was happening between the Great Elder and this young Su Lin?

Is this possible?