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It is worth mentioning that, thanks to the prize he received from the military academy, Wang Fugui’s cultivation base has already broken through to the Purple Abode Realm, making him the youngest in the history of the Wang family to achieve this milestone.Moreover, after inheriting the Codex, his aptitude reached the Son of Heaven’s Grade B, successfully placing him in the first sequence of the Wang family.
At this moment.
In the sky-port, Wang Fugui, adorned with a jade crown, a jade belt at his waist, and dressed in luxurious attire, was the focus of attention, truly exuding a strong presence.
With the addition of that immeasurable aura, he already had a touch of an upper-class demeanor.
He looked more like an extraordinary noble son from an immortal aristocratic family than an heir of a third-class aristocratic family.
Seeing the door of the flying boat’s cabin open, a group of people began to descend the gangway. Wang Fugui took the initiative to step forward, smiling as he cupped his hands and greeted, "Changning Wang Clan’s Fugui, welcomes His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Red Moon."
As it turned out, the arrivals were Shentu Jingming from the Demonic Dynasty and Wang Ruobing, among others.
Being a formal diplomatic visit, Shentu Jingming’s attire was no longer as casual as before. Instead, he wore a complex and formal crown prince’s ceremonial dress, with every piece from the headpiece to the shoes and even the accessories being very refined and exquisite.
The black ceremonial dress gave him a few more degrees of stability, coupled with the deliberate strands of beard on his chin, he really had a mature and steady air, appearing highly reliable.
He cupped his hands towards Wang Fugui and smiled, "What virtue or ability does Jingming have to warrant the personal welcome of the ’First Noble Son of the Human Race’?"
"Your Highness, please don’t jest." Wang Fugui shook his head with a bitter smile, "That title is merely something the well-wishers imposed. I am just a mere direct line of a third-class aristocratic family and unworthy of such a title."
Third-class aristocratic family?
Shentu Jingming’s mouth twitched.
Your Dongqian’s third-class sure is invaluable.
If all the third-class aristocratic families in the world were like yours, pushing through the outer demonic world would just be a matter of snapping fingers, wouldn’t it?
After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Shentu Jingming began to introduce the people around him: "Fugui, this is Miss Ruobing, as well as Elder Zhuo, whom you have met at the Celestial No. 3 Base, so I won’t elaborate."
He then introduced some of the accompanying personnel, all of whom were elites from his East Palace, future trusted aides.
The group in Dongqian was merely a small link in Shentu Jingming’s visit to the Immortal Dynasty, so the entourage was very small, with half of the few dozen representatives being reception officials from the Immortal Dynasty.
After a round of formalities, members of the Wang family began a grand reception for the visitors from the Immortal-Demon Dynasties with the highest specifications.
Among them, Shentu Jingming, "Wang Ruobing," and Elder Zhuo were invited to the Wang family’s main residence and directly into Shouzhe’s small courtyard.
"Dear brother Fugui, your Old Ancestor lives in such a simple courtyard?" Shentu Jingming surveyed the extremely simple furnishings and decorations of the courtyard in astonishment, "But looking at the countless exotic flowers and rare herbs inside and outside the courtyard walls, it seems your Old Ancestor is quite a tasteful person."
"Brother Jingming," Wang Fugui smiled, "My Old Ancestor is naturally peaceful and doesn’t like wandering around much. He’s also nostalgic and has been used to living in this small courtyard since childhood; he never lets us change it, so it remains as it was. Brother Jingming, Elder Zhuo, Miss Ruobing, please this way."
Wang Fugui led the three into Shouzhe’s small courtyard.
Amidst the greenery, they suddenly caught sight of a figure in a long robe pruning flower branches.
From the back alone, the person appeared tall and slender, exuding an air of a sage.
But Crown Prince Jingming, glancing at the back, was slightly stunned, feeling a sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
He was about to step forward and greet him when the person turned around, smiling at him.
That demeanor, that composure, immediately matched a shadow in his memory.
"Boom!"
Crown Prince Jingming felt as if his brain had been struck by a thunderbolt, his mind exploded into a chaotic mess, buzzing.
This... this... isn’t this...
His eyes widened in shock at Wang Shouzhe, then cautiously glanced at the goddess Ruobing.
The last time he met him, he appeared as a junior from the Goddess Ruobing’s God Clan.
But Ruobing, wasn’t she from the Demonic Dynasty camp?
"Gulp!"
He swallowed hard, seemingly understanding something, his legs beginning to tremble slightly.
This... this... he seemed to have stumbled upon a colossal secret~
The goddess Ruobing was actually part of the Immortal Dynasty camp, infiltrated the Yinsha Sect, and aimed for the position of Demon Lord in the Real Demon Palace.
What a profound and terrifying plot and scheme it was?
If successful, the entire world’s setup would change accordingly.
For any family, any force, this level of conspiracy was absolutely the core of the core secrets. Once uncovered this level of conspiracy, it only led to a dead end.
As the saying goes, the more you know, the sooner you die... If you don’t want to die, you have to pretend to know nothing and honestly keep the secret.
Yes, I, Shentu Jingming, know nothing.
Crown Prince Jingming’s mind raced, and he made a decision almost instantly before pretending to be calm and mentally preparing himself, trying to act as if they were meeting for the first time.