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Chapter 1942

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A good romance …

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"I …" Ling Han smiled faintly, and said, "Didn't I say that I'm your senior?"

These words made Mo Shuang very displeased, thinking that he had already adjusted his attitude well enough, so why were you still playing tricks and taking advantage of him?

"I didn't say wrong, did I, Martial Nephew Peng?" Ling Han said with a smile, his eyes fixed on Peng Huanian.

What?

Everyone looked at Peng Huanian in shock. Though the strength of the Dividing Soul Tier was not taken too seriously by these young emperor tiers — after all, they would soon advance to this level.

What they cared about was naturally his identity as a Three-Star Alchemist.

Alchemists were extraordinary, and a Three-Star Alchemist could barely be counted as an Ascending Origin Tier. Thus, Peng Huanian was naturally very awesome.

If not for that, why would Zhu Feng send him to invite Grandmaster Zi Cheng?

But now, Ling Han actually referred to Peng Huanian as Martial Nephew.

Martial Nephew … This definitely could not be in terms of seniority in Martial Art, because Peng Huanian was an alchemist, and Martial Art was only his secondary cultivation. He would not deliberately take a master teacher as a disciple, and thus gain himself a ridiculously young martial uncle.

Alchemy!

Everyone knew that Peng Huanian's master was Zhu Feng's, and if Peng Huanian really was Ling Han's martial nephew, then Ling Han was in the same generation as Zhu Feng.

Hiss, was this possible?

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes focused on Peng Huanian, wanting to know how he would answer.

Peng Huanian couldn't help but feel incredibly awkward, a blush appearing on his aged face.

Did he dare to lie in public? If Zhu Feng knew, he would definitely beat him to death!

You don't even want to acknowledge your ancestor?

He could be vague about Ling Han's identity, but if Ling Han really asked him in public, what could he do? Denying was impossible, but deliberately changing the topic, who could not see through this kind of attempt to cover up?

There was no helping it.

Peng Huanian gritted his teeth, and said, "Junior Uncle is right."

Hong!

Everyone felt their minds shake. Ling Han really was Peng Huanian's martial uncle; this news was too shocking.

When they looked at Ling Han again, they suddenly felt that Ling Han didn't have a trace of arrogance left.

Someone who could address a Four-Star Alchemist as a brother would definitely be incredibly arrogant. No, no, no, Ling Han's attitude just then was practically extremely humble. One had to know that it was Mo Shuang and Lu Haoming who provoked him first.

Mo Shuang was both grateful and angry.

His gratitude was naturally directed at Ling Han. This was his great-grand-uncle, and he was not angered even under his provocation. In fact, Ling Han was a fifth severance monarch tier, and could completely defeat him with a single strike.

Even if the Mo Clan severely injured him, the Mo Clan would not be able to do anything about it. After all, who asked the Mo Clan's junior to be so rude to Grandmaster Zhu Feng's junior brother? Strictly speaking, the Mo Clan's junior brother deserved to be beaten to death.

Since he was grateful to Ling Han, the rest was naturally anger towards Peng Huanian.

Old man, you clearly know Ling Han's identity, yet you still push him into the fire pit! "

Lu Haoming's heart also tightened.

He knew that he had kicked a metal plate, but if he wanted to write off his grudge with Ling Han just like that, he could not do it no matter what.

It was fine if he could not defeat Ling Han. There were plenty of such people in Guanhua City, and he only needed to say a few words to stir up trouble.

No one could humiliate him like this.

"Great-grand-uncle, let me take you for a stroll in the city," Mo Shuang immediately said, not even looking at Peng Huanian.

In any case, his identity in alchemy was just for show, and he definitely could not focus on alchemy in the future. Moreover, he might not be able to advance into a One-Star Alchemist in this lifetime, so what need was there for him to waste this time?

Thus, he was respectful towards Peng Huanian only because the latter was a Three-Star Alchemist, and not because he really wanted to learn anything from the latter.

Being tricked by Peng Huanian like this, he was naturally angry.

Ling Han glanced at Peng Huanian, dispelling the thought of beating the latter up, and said, "All right, then I'll have to trouble you, the host."

"Don't worry, I will definitely satisfy Great-grand-uncle," Mo Shuang said smilingly.

It could be seen that he was deliberately currying favor with Ling Han.

This was not because he was grateful to Ling Han, but because Ling Han was Grandmaster Zhu Feng's junior brother. This relationship was too shocking. If the ancestor of the Mo Clan was here, he would definitely approve of him forming a friendship with Ling Han.

Ling Han nodded, and said, "No need to call me Great-grand-uncle, just call me by my name." He could tell that the other was not a true alchemist.

In truth, Mo Shuang did not want to call Ling Han by such a frightening title, so he was naturally overjoyed when he heard this, and said, "Then I'll call you Brother Ling."

"All right."

"Brother Ling, we'll also accompany you for a stroll," Han Tao and the others said one after another. They were not idiots. Didn't they know that Ling Han's rare goods were worth hoarding? How could they possibly let Mo Shuang take advantage of him alone?

The group surrounded Ling Han and left, leaving behind only Peng Huanian and Lu Hao Ming. Both of their expressions were as dark as if they were about to drip water.

"Humph!" Peng Huanian flicked his sleeves and left, his fists that were hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly. He was furious to the extreme.

A mere lowly person from the Calm Peace Heaven actually dared to make things difficult for him. He definitely would not spare Ling Han just like that.

'Just wait and see. This is Guanhua City. You, a person without any foundation, coming here, is destined to be toyed around by him.'

The celebration was still half a month away, and he had plenty of time to toy with Ling Han until he was crippled.

Seeing Peng Huanian leave, Lu Hao Ming also set off, heading in a different direction.

He naturally could not spare Ling Han. There was no need to seek help from others. The Lu Clan had plenty of Dividing Soul Tier elites. Even if you were a fifth severance and a monarch tier, you could only match Yang soul at most. If he invited a Yin soul elite, how could it be that he would not be able to suppress you?

'Just wait and see.'

Accompanied by Mo Shuang and the others, Ling Han began to stroll around Guanhua City.

Different from Alchemy City, Guanhua City only had a single level, but it was incredibly large. To say nothing of 10 days or half a month, even 100 or 1,000 years might not be enough to take a rough stroll around the whole city.

This was equivalent to a super large planet. Its territory was extraordinarily large, and the population was in the hundreds of billions.

Thus, Ling Han and the others could only take a cursory look. Thankfully, there were naturally Teleportation Formations in the city. As long as one could afford Star Stones, one could roam freely.

After a day of strolling, Ling Han stayed in the Mo Clan under Mo Shuang's earnest invitation. He naturally enjoyed the most luxurious guest room. Not only were there Star Stones piled up as he wished, there was also a Time Cultivation Chamber that could accelerate time by 100 times.

The Mo Clan only opened this kind of guest room to the most precious guests, such as the heirs of Celestial Kings and Ascending Origin Tier elites, and Ling Han could also enjoy this kind of treatment, which showed how important the Mo Clan was to him.

He stayed like this for a day, and Mo Shuang suddenly ran over, saying, "Brother Ling, Brother Ling …"

"What is it?" Ling Han was currently sipping tea with the Empress and the others. Life was not just about cultivation. When it was time to relax, one should relax.

"There is a gathering tonight, hosted by Holy Son Liu. How about it? Are you interested in going?" Mo Shuang asked with some excitement.

Liu Jie, the Holy Son of the Universal Clouds Sect, the true disciple of the Universal Clouds Celestial King. He had long since advanced into the fifth severance, and was destined to become a Celestial King. Though the Universal Clouds Sect still had 13 other Holy Sons and Holy Daughters, they all paled in comparison to Liu Jie.

No one thought that there was any other Holy Son or Holy Daughter that could compete with Liu Jie for the position of future sect leader.

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