To Hang Feng, Wang Shenxing was unfamiliar at first sight.
He had never seen this young man before.
But in the next moment, he felt something was wrong.
Hang Feng was Blood Unicorn Demon Venerable's proud disciple. Like Arhat Forgiven, Arhat Empty Mountain, Mister Fu Qing Du Hai, Daoist Du Qing, and other famous disciples, he was a peak level fifteen expert.
Although when others saw him, their first impression was that he was Blood Unicorn Demon Venerable's disciple. But in reality, without considering his master, he was already an old devil who had roamed the universe for many years.
His two disciples were the grand disciples of the Blood Unicorn Demon Sovereign. One of them was at the thirteenth level of the demonic dao, while the other was at the fourteenth level of the demonic dao. In an ordinary world, they could be considered super demonic overlords.
Even with Dou Shi Academy's hostility towards the demonic path, the Blood Unicorn lineage was still so prosperous. It could be seen how strong they were.
Blood Unicorn Demon Venerable's lineage had its own uniqueness.
Hang Feng's first reaction when he saw Wang Shenxing was to look at his appearance.
But in the next moment, he noticed the other party's cultivation aura.
Wang Shenxing's cultivation was not bad. Now that he came to Great Ming Palace, he naturally restrained his aura and looked no different from a normal person.
But as a Heavenly Demon Realm demonic path powerhouse, Hang Feng could still see that the other party's cultivation was of the demonic path.
At the same time, he felt a strange sense of familiarity.
The other party seemed to be related to his Blood Unicorn lineage's demonic path.
But, Hang Feng knew all the disciples of Blood Unicorn Demon Venerable's lineage.
Even if Blood Unicorn Demon Venerable taught a young disciple on a whim and planted a seed, he would also give his disciples an explanation.
It was not like his master had to report to his original disciples when he took in a new disciple.
But because Dou Shi Academy existed in the Eastern Cang Sky, the living environment of the demonic path was relatively bad.
Hang Feng and the others knew that their master had another disciple. If they could take care of him, they would most likely take care of him.
Although the demonic path was cruel, there were too many external enemies. Everyone could not wait to stick together. It was not the time to raise Gu and kill each other.
Wang Shenxing's cultivation realm was not low.
If the Blood Unicorn lineage had such an official disciple, Hang Feng would have an impression of him.
Unless …
"If you do that, you definitely won't be able to recognize me."
Hang Feng took a deep breath and calmed his mind. He no longer looked at Wang Shenxing, but at Zhang Dongyun.
"After all, I haven't seen him for almost thirty years, if he really is that child."
Zhang Dongyun smiled indifferently. "That means you still recognize him."
Hang Feng fell silent.
Wang Shenxing also remained silent.
He was actually still a little confused about the current situation, but it was clear that this matter was closely related to him, and could even be extremely important.
Judging from Hang Feng's words, this person had met him many years ago …
For a moment, Wang Shenxing's heart was filled with haze and palpitations.
He didn't know much about what had happened to him when he was a child.
Since he could remember, he'd been alone. He didn't know his parents, his clan, or the origins of his hometown, and he'd silently struggled to survive in a completely unfamiliar world.
There were only two key words about his childhood.
The first was survival.
The second was killing.
As for his ability to kill and survive, his Qilin Demonic Art, its origins were unknown. It was as if he was born with it.
The path of the cultivation method was clear, as if it had been directly engraved in his memory and soul.
Even though he'd experienced years of being confused by the yao blood, he'd still managed to successfully cultivate the true body of the Demonic Path, and in the end, his heart had been reborn, and he'd completely mastered his yao blood and demonic art.
Now, he'd completely relied on himself to fight for a foothold. Wang Shenxing actually didn't care so much about his origins.
After a moment of palpitations, his mind quickly calmed down. He silently stood to the side and waited for His Majesty's orders.
If he had to talk about his emotions, he was more concerned about the origins of his yao blood and demonic art.
This had been the capital he'd used to settle down. But in a situation where the truth was unknown, who knew if it was a blessing from the heavens or a hidden disaster?
Intuition told Wang Shenxing that the answer to this question might be found today, and it would be on this skinny man in front of him.
"Accurately speaking, I don't really know him. I only met him once when he was young," Hang Feng answered honestly.
He looked calmly at Wang Shenxing who was staring at him. "Back then, you were still young. Benevolent Master planted a yao blood seed for you and left behind the inheritance of our sect. Unfortunately, we were separated by an accident. You were too young at the time. Everyone thought that you would not survive."
Wang Shenxing, who had been silent all this time, spoke, "You mean, we are of the same sect?"
Hang Feng said, "You can say that. But for so many years, you must have walked on your own. You have today because you are lucky."
Wang Shenxing asked, "What about my parents and other family members?"
Hang Feng answered, "They were all killed by Master."
… … Wait!
What am I saying?!
Hang Feng was shocked.
This was the truth.
But this was not what he had wanted to say just now!
But why had he involuntarily said all this, and so naturally?
In front of Hang Feng, Wang Shenxing stilled slightly at these words.
His personality was dark and deep. His expression did not change much, but his eyes flashed with cold light.
Hang Feng looked at Zhang Dongyun above.
The other's face was covered by the light, so he could not see the specific features.
But those eyes, as deep as the sea, seemed to have seen through everything.
"Why? Are my parents and your Master enemies? "
Wang Shenxing asked faintly.
Hang Feng said, "Your parents were on good terms with the Kirin Clan. They helped the Kirins and ruined Master's plan. After Master killed them, he still could not vent his hatred. Seeing that you were young, he nourished you with Kirin blood and taught you to enter our sect, so that you could kill Kirins in the future."
After saying this, he was first shocked and angry, then understood, then feared, and finally became numb.
He spat out the truth in his heart, completely involuntarily.
The person who caused all this was naturally the mysterious and powerful City Lord of Chang 'an above!
Wang Shenxing narrowed his eyes. Cold light shot out from his eyes like needles. "I see … …"
To be honest, his memories of his parents were very faint. His parents only left him a jade pendant engraved with the word "Wang" and two vague faces.
Even the name "Shenxing" was given to him after he came to the Yanhuang World.
But after hearing the plan of the Blood Kirin Demon Lord, he was still angry that he had been fooled.
At this time, Hang Feng did not look at Wang Shenxing, but looked up at Zhang Dongyun.
"I did not expect this Kirin son to come to the Yanhuang World and enter Chang 'an. Naturally, our sect will not make things difficult for him. Even if he comes to seek revenge, we will retreat."
Hang Feng said, "I dare not threaten Chang 'an. I just ask the City Lord to think twice about competing with a strong enemy like Doushi Academy. My Master is at the peak of the Heavenly Devil Realm, and the help to Chang' an is not comparable to an Earth Devil."
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