Xu An and Kong Fa followed Xu Ning and slowly arrived outside the cultivation courtyard.
Kong Fa's tall and sturdy body was as slow as a mountain. Every step he took seemed to shake the earth.
Xu Ning turned to look at Xu An.
Xu An pressed his palms together quietly.
Xu Ning smiled and knocked on the door of the cultivation courtyard. He said slowly, "Your Royal Highness, I'm back."
"Revered sir, please come in!" King An's voice was heard.
The courtyard door was quickly pulled open. King An stood at the door, his face full of surprise.
He was stunned when he saw Xu An and Kong Fa. His handsome face showed doubt and he looked at Xu Ning.
Xu Ning pressed his palms together, "Your Royal Highness, let's talk inside."
"Alright, alright. Revered sir, please come in!" King An quickly opened the door and extended his hand to invite them in.
Xu An and Kong Fa pressed their palms together and slowly walked into the cultivation courtyard.
Xu Ning walked at the back and closed the courtyard door. He pressed his palms together and said, "This is Junior Brother Xu An. This is Master Kong Fa, Junior Brother Xu An's master."
"Greetings, Your Royal Highness." Kong Fa's tall body bowed slightly and pressed his palms together. His voice was like muffled thunder as he said slowly, "Sorry to disturb Your Royal Highness."
"No, no. Revered sir Kong Fa is too courteous!" King An pressed his palms together and smiled, "Revered sir, it is my honor to have you here. Please sit."
"You are too courteous, Your Royal Highness." Kong Fa sat by the stone table and was as calm as a mountain.
Xu An quietly stood beside him.
King An also sat down and looked at Xu An.
Xu An also looked at him quietly, without any sadness or joy.
He already knew from Xu Ning that he might be King An's son. However, he did not feel the slightest joy of meeting his father. He was just a simple stranger. His heart was unmoved and as calm as still water.
King An was very satisfied with his calmness. This temperament was his own, and he had the bearing of a Crown Prince.
"Zheng Lide!" He raised his voice.
Zheng Lide's voice came from outside, "Yes, Your Royal Highness."
"Go to the House of Deva and tell them I want to identify the bloodline." King An said in a low voice.
"Yes, Your Royal Highness." Zheng Lide respectfully replied and quickly left.
King An looked at Xu Ning. "Revered sir, the Royal Bloodline needs to be approved by the House of Deva. The House of Deva has a set of strict secret techniques. As long as the House of Deva approves of it, no one can deny it."
"Yes." Xu Ning nodded. "His Royal Highness doesn't look well. Did something happen?"
Prince An's face darkened, and he scoffed, "Amethyst Mountain!"
"Amethyst Mountain offended Your Royal Highness again?" Xu Ning was shocked.
He knew of King An's hatred towards the Amethyst Mountain. His martial arts was crippled, and his kidneys were severely injured, all because of the disciples of the Amethyst Mountain. If he had the ability, His Royal Highness would definitely destroy the Amethyst Mountain, and he would not be lenient.
Prince An scoffed loudly and told him about what happened yesterday.
Xu Ning frowned. "Did the Head Chief take care of them?"
"The Princesses have returned safely," King An said, "I don't care about the rest, let Chu Li handle it himself!"
Xu Ning slowly nodded his head. "The Amethyst Mountain is extremely powerful, it's better if Your Royal Highness does not provoke it."
"Hmph!" King An scoffed coldly and slammed the table. "One day, I will make them vanish into thin air!"
He looked angry on the outside, but he was calm on the inside, secretly sizing up Xu An.
Seeing that Xu An's expression was as calm as water, and was not at all affected by his aura, King An secretly nodded his head, and was even more satisfied.
His anger was not only natural, but it was also intentional.
He had been in a high position for a long time, and his aura was like a substance, it would definitely affect others. Xu An was able to stay calm, his temperament was indeed not bad, and he was a good seedling. Moreover, he was not old, even if he had not built his foundation, it was not too late to start now, he just had to get more spirit medicine.
"Has Xu An cultivated martial arts?" He looked at Kong Fa.
Kong Fa slowly said, "He has just started to cultivate divine powers."
"Oh?" King An looked at Xu Ning.
Xu Ning said, "Junior Brother Xu An has just completed his foundation, he can cultivate."
"I see," King An slowly nodded his head.
That was even better, completing his foundation would save him a lot of effort. With his calm temperament, cultivating inner energy would definitely progress by leaps and bounds.
Kong Fa bowed with pressed palms. "Your Royal Highness, I have something to report first."
"Please speak, Revered Sir Kong Fa," King An hurriedly nodded.
Kong Fa slowly said, "Xu An is already an official disciple of our temple, he has to follow the temple's rules when he enters cultivation, he cannot leave the temple until he cultivates divine powers. This time, because it concerns his parentage, the abbot made an exception, but he cannot stay for long, he must return to the Titanium Temple after a day, and continue his isolated cultivation."
"He cannot stay in the Imperial Residence?" King An frowned.
"Please forgive me, Your Royal Highness," Kong Fa slowly but firmly said, "The temple's rules are like this, no one can go against it!"
King An looked at Xu An, then looked at Xu Ning.
Xu Ning said, "Your Royal Highness need not worry, Junior Brother Xu An is wise, cultivating divine powers is not a difficult thing, he will succeed in a few years, when that time comes, he can return to the Imperial Residence, moreover, the temple is more stable than the Imperial Residence, it is beneficial for cultivation."
King An thoughtfully nodded his head.
He understood the meaning behind Xu Ning's words, in terms of safety, the Titanium Temple was naturally better, until now, he had never heard of anyone who could break into the Titanium Temple.
If Xu An was really his son, then he would be his only flesh and blood, his situation would be worrisome, he was afraid that someone would go crazy and risk their lives to kill him, he might not be able to protect him, hiding in the Titanium Temple would be foolproof!
Thinking of this, he smiled and nodded, "That's good too!"
"Your Royal Highness, the official of the House of Deva is here!" Chief Zhu reported from outside.
"Official?" King An was stunned, he jumped up, "Open the main door, I will personally welcome him!"
The House of Deva was in charge of the Imperial Ancestral Temple and matters of the Imperial Family, to the disciples of the Imperial Family, it was the most terrifying existence, it was extremely strict, there was absolutely no mercy.
"Yes," Chief Zhu responded and hurried away.
King An turned his head to look at Xu An, he pondered for a while, "Revered Sir, please invite Revered Sir Kong Fa and Xu An to the living room, I will go over immediately!"
Kong Fa pressed his palms together.
Xu Ning brought Kong Fa and Xu An out of the Cultivation Courtyard, they arrived at the main hall.
King An quickly brought the three into the main hall.
The one in front was an elder with white hair and a ruddy complexion, the other two were middle-aged men, their faces were square, their aura was stern and solemn.
Kong Fa and Xu Ning only glanced at them, they did not move.
Xu An slightly pressed his palms together.
King An pointed at Xu An and smiled, "Ninth Uncle, this is Xu An."
The elder with white hair and a ruddy complexion was the official of the House of Deva, Leng Wuji.
He stroked his white beard and smiled, "Hmm, he looks a little like you, alright, then use the Blood Pursuit secret skill, let's see if it's really him."
"Thank you, Ninth Uncle!" King An smiled.
Leng Wuji glanced at the other two middle-aged men, "You two use the skill."
"Yes, Official," the two closed fist saluted.
They each poured tea in a teacup, leaving the remaining empty cup, "Your Royal Highness, please bite your index finger and drip five drops of blood from your heart."
King An knew the Blood Pursuit secret skill, he bit his index finger and dripped five drops of blood into the teacup.
The two carefully placed the teacup on the table, then sat on the chairs, both of their hands pinched together, their mouths murmuring softly.
After a few breaths, they pointed at the teacup in front of them.
The teacup trembled slightly, it started to shake slightly.
The shaking of the teacup became more and more intense, slowly, a cloud of blood mist floated out of the teacup.
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