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Hearing Imperial Preceptor Di Er's words, the Immortal Emperor's expression changed. He took a deep look at the wretched Mosquito Slayer, who didn't look like an expert at all. Although he didn't continue speaking, he deeply remembered this figure in his heart.
There weren't many people who could make Imperial Preceptor Di Er give such an evaluation. Even Uncle Kong seemed to be slightly inferior. The key was that this person was more mysterious, so the Immortal Emperor couldn't help but pay attention to him.
At the same time, because this person came to the Immortal Dynasty with the so-called Prince Xuan and appeared as an old servant, the Immortal Emperor couldn't help but feel even more complicated about this so-called Prince Xuan.
In this world, there was no such thing as a father or mother recognizing the wrong son.
Even the old monsters in the Elder Pavilion and the First Imperial Uncle, Long Kui, had a certain understanding of this Prince Xuan's background. Naturally, the Immortal Emperor didn't need to worry about it.
However, the Immortal Emperor's feelings were far more complicated than the former.
The First Emperor, Long Huai, couldn't refute this because the aura of the other party's pure royal bloodline couldn't be faked.
However, the Elder Pavilion of the royal family didn't care about this. Although it wasn't convenient for them to directly question Prince Xuan's identity, they could use a roundabout way and use a tactful method to erase his existence.
For example, Prince Xuan was currently challenging the Clansmen Tower.
In general, the Elder Pavilion of the royal family didn't have much objection to impersonating Prince Xuan. The mainstream opinion was that he had to be erased.
However, the Immortal Emperor was different.
In his eyes, from a certain point of view, whether Ye Xuan was the real Prince Xuan or the fake Prince Xuan wasn't important. What was important was the immortal royal bloodline that flowed in his body … It was real.
No matter how he obtained it, even if he killed the real Prince Xuan and used some unknown method to steal his bloodline, the Immortal Emperor still didn't care.
Even so, Fang Chi had stolen the bloodline of the real Prince Xuan. But now, he had returned with Prince Xuan's bloodline. From a certain perspective, what was the difference between this and the return of the real Prince Xuan?
At this level, it was no longer a narrow-minded view. Immortal Emperor might not be as good as those old monsters in Su Lao Ge in terms of cultivation strength, but since he could become the Immortal Emperor of this generation, he had his own unique vision and vision. This was also something that those old monsters in Su Lao Ge could not understand and could not achieve.
Unfortunately, even though he was the current Sovereign of the Everlasting Dynasty and his words were law to the outside world, it was not the same within the Imperial Family. At least, the opinion of the Su Elder Pavilion was not something that he could casually influence.
A mature regime was just like that.
Even the most powerful Heavenly Gods on the surface had powers that could restrain their Heavenly Gods in the dark.
To the Immortal Emperor, the Elder Pavilion was an internal power that restricted the Immortal Emperor.
Therefore, the Immortal Emperor's attitude towards Ye Xuan was complicated.
He knew that Ye Xuan was not his own prince, but at the same time, he knew that the bloodline in Ye Xuan's body belonged to Prince Xuan. From a personal point of view, he hoped that Ye Xuan would die.
However, from the perspective of the Imperial Family's righteousness, he also hoped that Ye Xuan could soar into the sky. After all, it had been too long since the Immortal Imperial Family had produced such a stunning genius.
In addition to the influence of the Imperial Preceptor, Di Er, the Immortal Emperor was now vaguely inclined to support Ye Xuan and nurture him. He wanted him to use Prince Xuan's identity to create another glorious era for the Immortal Imperial Family.
Unfortunately, even he did not expect the Su Lao Ge to suddenly launch an attack this time, let alone stop it. He could only follow the orders.
"Don't worry, old friend. That kid doesn't look like he'll die young!"
As if he could feel the Immortal Emperor's complicated feelings and bitterness, the Imperial Preceptor, Di Er, turned to look at him and sighed. He then continued, "Apart from that shameless freak I recognized just now, that kid has an even more mysterious aura. Even I can't see through it. Perhaps the reason why that old fellow, Uncle Kong, unexpectedly supported him so much has something to do with this aura. You also know that Uncle Kong is far more knowledgeable than I am. He's a true thousand-year-old monster …"
"If that's the case, the chances of that kid dying in the Immortal Ancestral Dragon Pagoda are very slim. Even though you and I both know the difficulty of the ninth level, and in our opinion, there's almost no chance of him surviving, but … aren't there still miracles in this world?"
"Who knows? Maybe this time, a miracle will really happen!"
"If that kid can survive this ordeal, I'll find a chance to talk to him later. No matter what, you can't keep this knot in your heart … Although he's not the Eighteenth Prince, at least he has the pure bloodline of the Imperial Family. What you want is an explanation from him!"
"Sigh …"
At the end, the Imperial Preceptor, Di Er, sighed faintly. The Immortal Emperor's face was also filled with bitterness as he shook his head and laughed bitterly …
…
At the same time, in front of the Immortal Ancestral Dragon Pagoda in the inner city of the Immortal Imperial City.
The First Prince, Long Xiang!
The Second Prince, Long Xiao!
The Sixth Prince, Long Yuan!
The Ninth Prince, Long Qian!
The Thirteenth Prince, Long Shu!
All the members of the royal family were basically gathered in these five camps. The rest were scattered in twos and threes, and those who were not in a position of power.
At this moment, everyone's gazes fell on Ye Xuan as if they were looking at a dead person.
Behind Uncle Kong stood Naples, the Purplish Warbler, Guihai Yidao, and the wretched Mosquito Killer. They did not approach. Although no one dared to stop Uncle Kong from bringing a few outsiders into the Immortal Ancestral Dragon Pagoda, he clearly did not intend to take advantage of his seniority and tactfully stood at a distance.
"Kid, haven't you noticed? These fellows are looking at you as if you're already dead! I've been tainted with your bad luck as well. "
He didn't reply and went straight to the point. He raised his hand and pointed at the green stone tower in front of him, then said, "Alright, you've been standing here for so long. Open this broken tower, go in early, come out early …" Ye Xuan was stunned. He stretched his neck, rolled his eyes, and glared at him in annoyance. He didn't reply and went straight to the point. He raised his hand and pointed at the green stone tower in front of him, then said, "Alright, you've been standing here for so long.
"Lousy pagoda? You're really asking for a beating, aren't you? If those old monsters in the Dorm Elder Pavilion heard you, I'm afraid they'd kill you on the spot! "
Long Shishou also rolled his eyes and pointed at the pagoda. "This is the Immortal Imperial Family's bloodline inheritance pagoda. It originated from the Primordial Age. Only you would dare to say that."
"Go on. There's no need to talk about opening the pagoda. As long as you're a descendant of the Immortal Imperial Family, a beam of light will take you in when you reach the pagoda!"
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