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Chapter 1565

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In Windfall Nation, those who were addressed as Highnesses were undoubtedly the princes of the Windfall Nation's Emperor.

As a sixth-rate Saint Nation, the Windfall Nation's foundation was extremely strong. It was not something a seventh-rate sect like the Moon Illumination Sect could compare to.

There were only a few Saint Stage powerhouses in the Moon Illumination Sect. Moreover, they were the weakest type of Saint Stage powerhouses.

In a top sixth-rate force like the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family, there were at least several dozens of Saint Stage powerhouses. There was no lack of powerful Saint Stage powerhouses among them.

The reason why Duan Lingtian did not destroy the corpses of the bandits was because he thought it was unnecessary.

In Duan Lingtian's opinion, the group of bandits was only from a bandit gang that was comparable to an eighth-rate force.

A mere eighth-rate force was nothing to him.

Due to this reason, he did not bother to destroy the corpses.

However, it did not cross Duan Lingtian's mind that the Great Leader of an eighth-rate force's bandit gang would be related to the Imperial Family of a sixth-rate Saint Nation like the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family.

If he could figure it out, he would not have saved the trouble.

Everyone would make mistakes in their life.

Duan Lingtian, on the other hand, had inadvertently made the mistake of underestimating his enemy.

Naturally, Duan Lingtian was unaware of this. He was still on his way to the Windfall Nation's capital.

'With my speed, I should be able to reach the Windfall Nation's capital tomorrow.'

Duan Lingtian thought to himself as he hurried on his flying sword.

Almost at the same time, the old man who was the Great Leader of the bandit gang that Duan Lingtian killed had also obtained Duan Lingtian's portrait and was prepared to head to the Windfall Nation's capital.

If Duan Lingtian saw this portrait, he would definitely be shocked since he looked 90% similar to him.

Those who had seen the portrait would be able to recognize him immediately if they saw him again.

"Big Brother, the promise that the Fourth Imperial Highness made to you is something that you've spent most of your life on … Are you really going to use it on Third Brother?"

After a few days, the middle-aged scholar who was the second in command had calmed down a lot. Before the old man left, he could not help but ask.

"Second Brother, don't say such things in the future. I don't like it."

The old man said in a deep voice.

"Big Brother, if Third Brother were to know of this in the underworld, he would definitely be very happy."

The middle-aged scholar said.

"So what if you're happy? Death is like an extinguished lamp … Anyway, it's time for me to leave. "

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he left.

Looking at the old man's receding figure until the old man's figure completely disappeared in front of him, the middle-aged scholar came back to his senses and muttered, "Big brother, if the person who died this time was me … would you also use the promise the fourth prince made to you?"

As he thought about it, the middle-aged scholar's gaze became somewhat absent-minded.

In the capital of Windfall Nation.

Even though Duan Lingtian had seen the magnificence of the Nine Sect Alliances' Han River City, he was still shocked by the capital of Windfall Nation.

Originally, in his opinion, the biggest city on Cloud Continent was like a small village compared to Han River City.

However, after arriving at the capital of Windfall Nation, Duan Lingtian had a deeper understanding of the saying, 'There's always a taller mountain in every flash.' Compared to the capital of Windfall Nation, Han River City was just like a rural town. Whether it was its appearance or the size of the land, it was not worth mentioning at all.

When he arrived at the capital of Windfall Nation, Duan Lingtian kept a low profile as he walked in.

Naturally, this was also because he had no choice but to keep a low profile. When he was close to the capital of Windfall Nation, he noticed that there was also a Flight Prohibiting Formation in the capital. The feeling he got from this Flight Prohibiting Formation was similar to the one in Moon Illumination Sect. The only difference was that it covered a wider area and was more difficult to set up.

When he arrived at the capital of Windfall Nation, the first thing Duan Lingtian did was to look for a restaurant and enter.

Whether it was on Cloud Continent or the Dao Martial Saint Land, the most lively and well-informed places were undoubtedly the restaurants.

He did not come to the capital of Windfall Nation blindly. He had his reasons for coming here.

Firstly, he wanted to see if Bai Li Hong had brought Feng Wu Dao and the others to Windfall Nation.

Secondly, he wanted to see if he could find out more about Xue Nai's background in Windfall Nation.

'Xue Nai is really something. Why didn't she tell me the name of the force behind her? Now that I want to look for her, I don't know where to start.'

Duan Lingtian sighed.

The clues that Xue Nai left behind for him were a pile of fifth-grade Saint Stones, fourth-grade Saint Stones, and her surname, Han.

The reason Duan Lingtian wanted to find out about the force Han Xuenai was from was not because he wanted to look for someone to rely on. However, he could faintly sense that the force behind Han Xuenai was not simple.

His purpose was to find his fiancée, Li Fei.

'Based on my initial estimation, the force behind Xue Nai should be a fifth-rate force … It's very likely to be a fifth-rate clan.'

After combining everything that he knew, Duan Lingtian speculated inwardly, 'Han Clan, Han Clan … I'll focus on finding out more about this when I come to the capital of Windfall Nation.'

As time went by, the dishes and wine that Duan Lingtian ordered were served.

At the same time, the number of people in the restaurant increased.

When there were more people, it was only natural that it would be lively.

At this moment, Duan Lingtian had also heard a lot of gossip. However, it was all about some good-for-nothing rich kid from some clan in Windfall Nation's capital.

However, during this process, Duan Lingtian was secretly shocked.

This was because he heard from the customers around him that even some of the clans in Windfall Nation's capital had a strength that was comparable to a seventh-rate force.

These clans would more or less have a few Saint Stage powerhouses in charge.

'Just one of the clans in Windfall Nation's capital has a strength that's not inferior to the Moon Illumination Sect.'

At this moment, Duan Lingtian realized that his horizons had been broadened.

In the past, he had stayed in the Moon Illumination Sect in the Nine Sect Alliances' district. Although the Moon Illumination Sect was not the most powerful, it was still a force that could be considered as one of the top forces.

However, the moment he arrived at the capital of Windfall Nation, he realized that the Moon Illumination Sect was nothing compared to this place.

Just based on the clans that he had heard about, there were three forces that were not inferior to the Moon Illumination Sect.

In the Windfall Nation's district, apart from the capital, it was obvious that there were many sixth-rate forces as well. With such a comparison, Duan Lingtian suddenly felt that the Nine Sect Alliances' district was too small. At the same time, he felt that he had made the right choice by coming here.

"Have you heard? The Great Young Master of Situ Clan's condition is getting worse and worse recently … I heard that he won't make it past this month. "

Suddenly, a middle-aged man sitting at a table near Duan Lingtian said to another middle-aged man at the same table. He tried his best to lower his voice as though he was worried that someone would hear him.

If Duan Lingtian did not open up the Saint Veins that connected his ears, he would not be able to hear his voice even if he had a cultivation base at the Paramount Saint Rudiment Stage.

However, Duan Lingtian could hear him clearly now.

"Situ Clan?"

Duan Lingtian's heart jolted. He had learned about the Situ Clan from the other customers' discussion earlier.

The Situ Clan was a big clan that could be considered as one of the top clans in the Windfall Nation's capital. Not only that, but it was also closely related to the Windfall Nation's Imperial Family. It was said that the younger sister of the current Clan Leader of Situ Clan was one of the imperial concubines of the current Windfall Nation's Emperor.

"Situ Clan's Great Young Master? The one who was rumored to be possessed? "

The other middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

"That's right, it's him."

The former nodded. "Speaking of which, he's really unlucky. Not long after His Majesty bestowed him with a Saint Weapon inscribed with a Four Star Saint Inscription, he was possessed. In my opinion, he's not blessed enough to enjoy His Majesty's reward."

"It's really strange … There are so many Saint Refinement Masters in the Imperial Family who are good at refining medicine, but none of them managed to find out what happened to him."

The latter chimed in.

"I heard that those Saint Refinement Masters in the Imperial Family who are good at refining medicine have checked his body and concluded that there's nothing wrong with his body."

The former added.

"It must be God punishing him … However, I heard that the Situ Clan's Great Young Master is a good person. He doesn't seem like an ordinary good-for-nothing rich kid. Why would he be punished by God?"

"As the saying goes, good people don't live long, but scourges live for thousands of years."

"What a pity."

"I heard that the Clan Leader of Situ Clan issued a reward some time ago … Anyone who can cure the Situ Clan's Great Young Master will be rewarded with a Four Star Divine Strider Talisman and a Four Star Golden Energy Talisman."

"Even if he takes out a Four Star offensive Dao Talisman, I'm afraid nobody can cure the Situ Clan's Great Young Master."

"That's right. Put everything else aside, after the Situ Clan's Great Young Master was bewitched, a black mark that resembled a spider appeared between his brows. Until now, nobody knows what it is. "



The conversation between the two middle aged men entered into Duan Ling Tian's ears word by word.

"A black mark that resembled a spider?"

Upon hearing their conversation, Duan Lingtian raised an eyebrow. Some information appeared in his mind. It was the information in the Saint token that contained the inheritance of the Strange Inscription Art that his Senior Brother Bai Li Hong had given him.

"Could it be … the Devil Inscription?"

Duan Lingtian was shocked.

The Devil Inscription was also a type of Saint Inscription. It was also an extremely obscure existence.

In the Dao Martial Saint Land, only Devil Cultivators and Saint Inscription Masters could master the Devil Inscription. However, the price to pay was extremely high. Moreover, it was extremely obscure. It was so obscure that only a few people in the Dao Martial Saint Land knew about its existence.

Moreover, the requirement to inscribe the Devil Inscription was extremely high as well.

Most importantly, the Devil Inscription was different from ordinary Saint Inscriptions. If it was classified as a Saint Inscription, it would be considered an unorthodox Saint Inscription. It was a Saint Inscription that harmed people.

"I heard from the others that the Great Young Master of Situ Clan encountered this incident because he was rewarded with a Saint Weapon by the Windfall Nation's Emperor. Moreover, it's a Saint Weapon that's inscribed with a Four Star Saint Inscription! Don't tell me the Windfall Nation's Emperor wants to kill him? '

The moment Duan Lingtian thought of this, he shook his head secretly. He felt that it was impossible.

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