Chapter 441: Meeting Luofu Again (1/2)

Chapter 441: Meeting Luofu Again

The Divine King Mansion wasn’t as bustling and extravagant like the Grand Chancellor’s. It carried a solemn and dignified aura instead, a grand temperament in general.

There were very few palace maids chatting and talking along the way; their refreshing sight was instead replaced by soldiers in black scaled-armor with a spear as their weapon of choice. They were on patrol while riding bulls. Each of them was elite; ferocious and brave.

“Rumble.” Four gluttonous half-dragons were pulling an imperial carriage with eight compartments.

These beasts were seven-hundred-year old with the power to resist mountains. The imperial dragon carriage itself was luxurious to the extreme; this was a spirit treasure of the royal clan.

One would immediately know who was sitting inside after seeing it, Princess Luofu.

In the back was another imperial carriage three or four times smaller than the princess’ ride. It had many palace maids and eunuchs keeping it company.

This must be another prince or princess.

The two carriages and the servants stopped once they were close to Feiyun and Attendant Gui.

Feiyun quietly stood and watched as the violet energy inside his dantian began to churn because of the princess’ aura.

The Ascension Platform in his palace emitted faint lights. A soul image that looked exactly like the princess began to dance as if coming back to life.

The princess had left her name and a strand of soul on the sacred tablet, or rather, the Ascension Platform.

It was sensing her aura so the soul became animated again, floating on the platform.

Feiyun quickly calmed down the platform and even closed the inner dantian, not wanting the princess to notice anything.

The imperial dragon carriage parked here for a while before the princess finally spoke: “Feng Feiyun, I didn’t expect you to still come to the capital.”

Attendant Gui slightly bowed towards the princess but Feiyun kept his proud stature: “Your Highness, how have you been?”

“Fine.” The princess didn’t show the slightest hint of emotion before channeling the carriage to leave the Divine King Mansion.

He stood there contemplating: ‘This woman is too crafty and unpredictable. Who knows what she is thinking?’

She was currently the number one ranked on the lower list while Feiyun was third. This list was created by Scholar Heaven Calculating so it was surely accurate. This woman was very strong so defeating her wouldn’t be easy.

“You are the demon’s son?” A young male voice came from the other carriage.

Attendant Yui sent him a mental message: “This is the eighteenth prince, a young king of the royal clan, one of the three backups for the Divine King position.”

Feiyun nodded. That’s the royal clan for you, possessing the most excellent bloodline, training methods, and great resources. That’s why they could produce so many top prodigies.

One’s background was very crucial to their cultivation path.

Just imagine, being born in a cultivation clan would mean being nourished by spirit medicines during the fetal stage. Experts would even send spirit energy to the fetuses. Thus, the moment the baby came out, they had better cultivation than ordinary people.

Moreover, if the father was an expert, the mother was most likely one too. This meant that their bloodline was quite powerful and their offspring would be more talented than the mass.

So for this royal clan, their future generations were normally brilliant enough from years of accumulation.

This was the reason why the majority of real experts all came from cultivation clans.

Furthermore, powerful female cultivators were normally quite pretty. The strong ones normally came from a powerful clan and a strong man naturally wouldn’t marry an ugly woman. Thus, with such good genes, their daughters would be beautiful as well. There were more implications with marriages in the cultivation world beyond love since it directly affected the next generation.

Even though the speaker was the eighteenth prince, Feng Feiyun didn’t perform any ceremony and simply said: “That’s me.”

This prince was definitely a famous character in the capital and his value doubled after becoming a backup candidate for the Divine King’s position. No one dared to take him lightly outside of the top geniuses.

“That’s the Divine King successor for you, a bit arrogant, aren’t you?” The prince’s voice was cold.

An invisible wave came from the carriage and caused a clear fluctuation in the air. Ordinary people couldn’t see anything but Feiyun had the Heavenly Phoenix Gaze. He could see the sword finger clearly.

Rippling Shadow Sword, a powerful technique from the royal clan. The eighteenth prince was the only one in the young generation who managed to learn this art.

Attendant Gui slightly frowned while worrying for Feiyun. This sword technique was bizarre and few could predict its form and trajectory. His Young Lord’s cultivation was amazing but he was still too young.

Feiyun responded at this moment by also raising his finger to channel the water nearby. He directly shattered this sword wave and his attack continued toward the carriage while being invisible and soundless.