Zhao Yuande didn't know what had happened in the old man's house. Even if he knew, he would just smile.
Zhao Yuande took the teleportation array. His first destination was the Ji Family's Saint City. He hadn't seen Ji Yuling for more than a year. He didn't know what level her cultivation had reached after coming out of the Myriad Gods Garden.
This time, he had planned to make a big fuss. However, after thinking about it, he was afraid that there would be a lot of dirty tricks hidden behind his back. He might as well pretend that he hadn't broken through and see what their attitude was.
He had been to the Ji Family before and had a good chat with the Ji Family Head. This time, he was familiar with the place!
As soon as he entered the Ji Family's Saint City, he felt that the atmosphere here was very tense.
Could it be that something had happened?
Zhao Yuande went to a restaurant with doubts.
Very soon, he received a piece of news. The Ji Clan of the various Great Worlds had recently sent people over to observe the ceremony. Because the Pantheon Garden was going to open the next day, the youths inside would probably transform into dragons when they came out. Therefore, many people wanted to curry favor with them in advance.
Hearing this, Zhao Yuande felt relieved. In that case, he would stay here for a night and wait for Ji Yuling's appearance tomorrow.
Time flew by while he was cultivating. In the blink of an eye, the next day had arrived.
Zhao Yuande quietly snuck into the Ji Family. He found a random disciple and knocked him out. Then, he changed his appearance and swaggered into the Ji Family.
At this time, the Ji Family was very tense. The number of Ji Family's Incipient Extents represented the number of big shots. They brought their descendants to the Ji Family and raised their heads in anticipation. Among them, not all of them had come to build a good relationship with the future Kings. Some of them had other thoughts in their minds.
"Brother Wuzhen! Come, please come this way! "Just as Zhao Yuande was wandering around, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.
He looked in the direction of the voice and saw the Ji Family's Old Ancestor, Ji Wuqing, respectfully leading the way for a few people.
One of them was tall and had a powerful spatial aura rippling around him. No one could get close to him. Even Zhao Yuande felt a strong sense of oppression coming from him.
"Ji Wuzhen, Grand Elder of the Ji Clan of the Storm World, mid God Emperor …"
There were two youths following behind Ji Wuzhen. Both of them looked quite similar, but their auras were incredibly powerful. Both of them were actually third level World-level experts. For them to reach this level at such a young age meant that they were definitely supreme geniuses.
"Ji Yufeng, young master of the Storm World's Ji Clan, third level Sovereign Realm …"
"Ji Yulei, young master of the Storm World's Ji Family, third level Sovereign Realm …"
"These two fellows aren't bad. They're about the same age as me, yet they've already reached this level. Looks like I still can't underestimate the people of this world!" Most of the young geniuses that Zhao Yuande came into contact with in the past were in the Grand Domain Realm. Because their cultivation was suppressed to the Grand Domain Realm, they were able to compete for a spot on the Mortal Ranking Board.
However, there were also some people who didn't try to suppress their cultivation level. Instead, they kept moving forward. Their goal was only to become a Divine Emperor.
"Brother Wuzhen, wait for me!" Right at this moment, a voice rang out from the highest heavens. Two figures descended towards the Ji Clan like meteors, but when they landed they were as light as a feather.
A Daoist dressed in Daoist robes and wearing a violet-gold crown appeared, leading a young Daoist.
"Oh! Fellow Daoist Qin Zhenzi, why have you come as well? " Ji Wuzhen's face had been cold and solemn. When he saw this Daoist, a smile instantly appeared on his face as he strode forward to welcome him.
"I heard that there's going to be a show to watch, so I naturally came to join in on the fun as well!" The Daoist named Qin Zhenzi looked at Ji Wuzhen. "Brother Wusheng, I wonder if you welcome me?"
"It is the honor of the Ji Clan for you to come, fellow Daoist. How could I dare say that I don't welcome you? Come, come. Let's go sit together in the main hall! "Ji Wuzhen laughed as he led the way, secretly giving Qin Zhenzi a meaningful glance.
In fact, this Qin Zhenzi was the external aid he had invited. Today, the Ji Clan was a mess of dragons and snakes. It was impossible to rely on him, a Divine Emperor, alone. If something were to happen, he needed someone to deter the heroes.
This Qin Zhenzi was a powerful late Divine Emperor. Although he usually did not show himself, he was the younger brother of a powerful expert in the Myriad Worlds City. In the Incipient Extent, everyone had to give him some face.
Everyone's gaze was focused on Qin Zhenzi. At this moment, Zhao Yuande was looking at the young Daoist beside him.
The young Daoist was about twelve or thirteen years old. He had red lips and white teeth. Especially his pair of big black eyes, he looked very mischievous.
"Fang Daozi, Sixth Level Heavenly King Realm, Xiantian Dao Body …"
This little guy was indeed not simple. No wonder Qin Zhenzi valued him so much.
Zhao Yuande had known Qin Zhenzi in his previous life. Although their friendship was not very good, he knew this person very well.
Because this person was a Daoist, his personality was very good. He would not kill thousands of people in a fit of anger. What he cared about was peace and quiet. Everything was up to fate. Therefore, many Divine Emperors liked to befriend him.
"Hey, Ji Feng, what are you doing here? Hurry up and help greet the guests! " Just as Zhao Yuande was looking around, someone grabbed his ear. He almost slapped that person to death, but in the end, he controlled himself.
He turned his head and saw a strange and lively little girl. The little girl looked to be about eleven or twelve years old, and she was currently glaring at him.
"Ji Yumeng, direct descendant of the Ji Family. Spiritual Platform Pregnant God Realm …"
Alright! It's this little grandaunt. I'll endure it!
Zhao Yuande knew that this was Ji Yuling's cousin. This little girl was very mischievous. The last time he saw her, she was only the size of a bean. He did not expect her to grow so much in such a long time.
"Yes!" Zhao Yuande turned around and walked in the direction of a side hall.
"Hey! What's with your attitude! " The little girl did not give up. She grabbed Zhao Yuande's arm and winked at him mysteriously. "Follow me. I have something to ask you!"
What … What is it? Zhao Yuande was confused. Although he had the Appraisal Skill, he did not know what was going on between the two of them. How embarrassing would it be if he was exposed?
"Hurry up!" The little girl pulled him and quickly walked out of the noisy area. They arrived at a quiet little garden.
"What is it?" Zhao Yuande was really confused. He pretended to be confused and asked.
"Stop pretending. Do you believe that I will beat you up?" The little girl waved her little fist.
"I still have to greet the guests. Why don't we talk about our matters next time?" Zhao Yuande quickly broke free from her and turned to run.
"How dare you run! If you run, I will call for help! "The little girl glared at Zhao Yuande fiercely.
"I won't run anymore, okay? What do you want to do? I slept too late last night and forgot! "Zhao Yuande shook his head, indicating that he did not know anything.
"You … Have you forgotten the game we played last night?" The little girl bit her lips and blushed. It seemed like she wanted to tear him apart.
"Alright, you two's performance is over. How boring!" Before the little girl could finish her sentence, Zhao Yuande, who was also feeling curious, suddenly heard a familiar voice from afar.
Zhao Yuande felt strange. There was someone he knew here?
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