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The other elders were taken aback by his sudden order and the immortal realm captain immediately followed his order without even looking at other elders.

Shang Jiao’s body was freed from energy chains stepped forward as she was told.

Lan Ming then spoke, "I can sense the same bloodline running in your veins, like mine. Did you inherit Gengxin’s bloodline?"

Shang Jiao cupped her fists and bowed, "Greetings, elders. I’m Shang Jiao, daughter of Shang Fu and Lan Jingyi, granddaughter of Lan Gengxin." After a brief introduction, she added, "As for your question, yes, I have inherited the bloodline of Blizzard Pegasus from our grandfather. The same goes for my elder brother."

They momentarily shifted their attention to Mark but sensed nothing. Many of them frowned collectively for a moment.

Mark returned their gaze with his own stare. He neither nodded nor greeted them. He simply stared at them in silence. There was no fear or respect in his eyes, and if anything, there was a clear disregard for their authority. They felt as if they were looked down upon by the young man.

"You there… what’s with your gaze? Come forward and greet your elders," Lan Yuxuan expressed her displeasure while others calmed down.

Mark responded by breaking the energy chains with brute force and walking to them, stopping beside his sister and crossing his arms like a brute, which is a clear sign of disrespect, "I heard that because of your clan head’s stupid decision, my grandfather and granduncle’s cultivations were destroyed and had to be exiled from the clan to appease your Emperor. I bet you, elders, are behind this as well. Instead of owing an apology, you people treat us as some sort of intruders instead, acting so high and mighty. Even more, you slapped my granduncle. Secondly, I’m here to claim my grandfather’s inheritance, aka, the clan headship in his place. One day, I would be making this clan my own, and you all would be my subordinates. So, I don’t feel like bowing to you all. How about this? Satisfied with my explanation?"

"You… damn brat… Annoying, arrogant, and reckless, just like your grandfather." Lan Yuxuan stretched her arm in anger, two arms made of ice appeared out of nowhere, grabbing Mark tightly and raising him high in the air.

"Zhen-ge…" Shang Jiao was worried, but she stayed put, seeing her brother very calm on the surface.

Mark glanced at the ice arms. They surely grabbed him and seemed like exerting pressure on his body, but it wasn’t to the extent of trying to kill him. Perhaps, it is because she assumed him weak. Or perhaps, it was because he is family.

Regardless, as he had no time to make them acknowledge him through the traditional route, Mark chose the rebellious way.

The first step he needed to do was to break off this trap.

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And he did with a bloodline skill.

"Freezing Gaze."

His brown eyes glowed for a second and the next second, the woman was frozen in ice. Mark gets freed and he softly lands on the ground.

Captain Lan Haoyu shuddered for a second, watching Mark’s back. "This young man… we underestimated him."

"Elder Yuxuan" "You…"

As two elders worried and two became serious, Lan Ming swiftly moved to the frozen elder at a blurry speed, landing behind her and placing his palm on her back, "Dispel."

She was freed in a moment and let out a gasp of surprise, "That’s the Blizzard Pegasus’ Mythical Freezing Gaze."

"Freezing Gaze? Is that the freezing gaze?" "How?" "Is he an apostle?"

The Elders murmured one after another, and Lan Ming returned to his seat in a jiffy, taking a seat, and spoke, "Freezing Gaze, a unique ability of Blizzard pegasus. Anyone without a bloodline as powerful as the divine beast, couldn’t fight it unless they were in the realm of True God."

"No wonder Elder Yuxuan couldn’t fight against it. She neither inherited the bloodline nor was she in the True God realm," commented Lan Hengzhi.

Another Elder, Lan Jialei, commented with a frown, "But the unique skills cannot be inherited from bloodline. It has to be inherited directly from the divine beast."

Lan Ming then looked at Mark and asked, "Young man, are you an apostle of Blizzard Pegasus?"

Mark heard their words, and he was aware that it was because of the system that he extracted the best of The best bloodline skills of the Blizzard Pegasus.

As he couldn’t tell them about the system, he wondered for a moment whether he should pose as an apostle. But then he remembered that posing as an apostle also carries significant risks. One of them is gaining unnecessary attention from the divine beast itself and he knew that he wasn’t a match for it.

Mark’s personality is to be extremely cautious against someone who he knows that he cannot beat or atleast has less than a 10% probability of survival, but be reckless against those when he had a high probability of survival and significant chances of even winning.

In this situation, he took his chances to be reckless.

"How dare you attack an Elder," Lan Heng conjured a compressed mist in his palms.

In response, Mark shrugged his shoulders in indifference, "In my defense, your elder is the one who attacked me. If you are accustomed to attacking whoever you want and not expecting them to hit back, well, that changes today. Get used to it. Anyway, I don’t know why we are gathered here. So, let’s be quick with it so that we will be on our way to meet our Great-grandfather if he is still alive. If he is not, then we will pay our respects to his grave and rest for the day. I’m tired from all that traveling."

"This… brat…" "Calm down, Elder Heng.

Lan Ming then said, "You still haven’t answered my question, lad. Are you an apostle?"

Mark firmly shook his head, "Not that I’m aware of."

"Then, I believe you," Lan Ming smiled with a nod. He then diverted his attention to the others, "Anyways, let’s get this matter over with. There is no doubt that both of them carry the bloodline of the divine beast and since they didn’t exist during the time of exile, they are allowed into the clan as well as the sect, by right. As the one who brought them to our doorstep, I believe Lan Jing also earned his right to return to the clan. What do you all think?"

Lan Jieli: "I agree"

Lan Heng: "I reject. I accept the entry of Gengxin’s granddaughter. She seems promising. But such an undisciplined brat who doesn’t even care about an elder’s authority would just bring chaos to the clan. As for Lan Jing, I couldn’t care less.

Lan Hengzhi: "I agree. Discipline can be cultivated, but talent cannot. If he can freeze Elder Yuanxan, with the right training, he could surpass all of us and even become a potential leader in the future."

Lan Qi: "No, I reject all of them. If the Emperor learned this, our clan would face trouble. Because of our decline, others were taking away our territories, and the palace wasn’t even supporting us anymore. It’s not worth the risk."

"Okay, that’s 3 to 2. Elder Yuxuan?" Lan Ming looked at the last one, who actually started the whole trouble in the first place.

Knowing that Lan Yuxuan would reject the decision, they were prepared to call the Grand Elder.

But instead, Lan Yuxuan looked at Mark and asked, "What is your name?"

"Shang Zhen," replied Mark. He doesn’t want to bring the whole complicated story. So, he just matched it with his sister, who was elated inwardly, feeling that her brother finally accepted his birth name.

"Shang Zhen…" She called out his name, maintaining a serious look, and said, "Welcome to the family."