Imperial City—

The filial son was excited in the palace for three days.

Then I started to worry.

Because the old emperor left too many messes.

I won’t talk about rebellions everywhere, that’s a cliché.

But recently, a large number of black-scale people have emerged.

The filial son has only recently learned about the existence of the Black Scale Man.

These black scaled men are more dangerous than rebellion.

No matter how chaotic the rebellion in various places is, it is still the human race’s own business.

But the Black Scale Man is completely aiming to exterminate the clan.

Several army of black scale people have been discovered so far.

According to the intelligence, they seem to be just a small-scale activity and have not started real action yet.

But judging from the scale of the Black Scale Army.

Once they formally launch an attack, it will be a catastrophic consequence.

Moreover, intelligence shows that their several small operations attacked two small cities.

But all of them were left without surviving, and all the people in the two small cities were killed.

Of course, these are all trivial matters for a filial son.

The one who really made him unable to sleep or eat was Lian Xiaowan.

Lian Xiaowan has established a new Tianyuan offering.

The shadow of the Tianyuan worship was almost wiped out.

Even if there are only a few left.

The filial son wanted to put his eyes on the new Tianyuan worshiper in the past.

But these eyeliners almost never lived the next day.

Of course, in order to check and balance Lian Xiaowan.

The filial son himself reorganized a new organization, Yinyuan.

The meaning is very simple. The offering of Tianyuan is on the surface, while his hidden essence is on the dark.

In the eyes of the filial son, neither the rebels nor the black scales could threaten his country or his personal life safety.

But Lian Xiaowan made him feel threatened.

That's right... After just a few days of stability, the filial son had the same problem as his.

Of course, he didn't plan to touch Lian Xiaowan for the time being.

After all, even Xiaowan's strength is obvious to all.

The filial son walked in the imperial garden, where he had been ravaged by the demon dragon before.

It's almost done now.

However, there are still large areas in the palace that need to be repaired.

An old eunuch was next to the filial son.

"How is my hidden tutoring?"

"Your Majesty, we have invited an old senior to command Yin Yuan, and this old senior's sect also has many strong men joining."

"Oh? How's that old senior's martial arts?"

"The martial arts are extraordinary."

"Martial arts are superb? How about Lian Xiaowan?"

"This..." The old eunuch was helpless.

Who can't compete with you? You have to compete with Lian Xiaowan.

Is this comparable?

To be honest, that person is no longer human.

The old eunuch grew up watching the filial son grow up.

He felt that a filial son should be a smart person.

He shouldn't have kept his eyes on Lian Xiaowan.

But others are slight.

Even if the filial son trusts him.

It doesn't mean you can listen to his advice.

"Take this old senior to me, I want to see him."

"Abide by the order."

Soon, the old eunuch brought an old man about sixty years old and energetic to the filial son.

The old man's eyes are bright, his hair is black and his figure is tall, giving people a feeling of strength.

He doesn't look like a sixty-year-old man, but more like a forty-year-old man.

"I am humble, Ji Wulian, please see His Majesty the Emperor."

"No gifts." The filial son looked at Ji Wulian. The old man looked at him at only about sixty years old.

He is just that old, no matter how he looks, he doesn't look like an old senior as an old eunuch.

"Mr. Ji Gui Geng this year?"

"I am already one hundred and twenty years old this year."

The filial son was stunned for a moment, took a breath of cold air, and looked at Ji Wulian in front of him in shock.

"Mr. Ji is already 120 years old this year?"

"I dare not deceive you. I am exactly one hundred and twenty years old this year."

"But I look at Mr. Ji..."

"The great master of martial arts has the opportunity to be reborn once, but the master is lucky. After entering the master level, he was lucky enough to be reborn three times, so he seems much younger than his actual age."

"So that's it, but if you can continue to transform yourself, won't you be immortal?"

"Your Majesty, most martial arts masters cannot actually be reborn. This is a matter of opportunity. Being able to reborn three times after becoming a master is actually luck and cannot be used as an example."

"That's how it is." The filial son was a little disappointed.

"How is Mr. Ji's martial arts?"

"When he was forty years old, he was lucky enough to enter the realm of a great master, and now he is still in the realm of a great master."

"Do you know Lian Xiaowan, the Lord of Tianyuan Dayan?"

"The master of Dayan is extremely skilled in martial arts, so he naturally knows it."

"What do you think you are better than Lian Xiaowan?"

"I feel ashamed of my humble position."

"Then how much difference is between you?"

Ji Wulian thought for a while and pointed to the sky: "One in the sky, one underground."

"Mr. Ji is also a martial arts senior, why should he be so arrogant?"

Ji Wulian smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, it's not that you are humble, but that you have self-knowledge."

Although Ji Wulian had never seen Lian Xiaowan take action.

But there were quite a few people I met that day.

Ji Wulian asked for a little bit of information and knew how intense the battle between Lian Xiaowan and the Demon Dragon was that day.

You can see the degree of destruction of the palace.

The Lian Xiaowan is probably almost the same as the legendary god.

"Then do you know what I'm asking you to do?"

"I understand..." Ji Wulian lived this age.

How could he not know what the filial son is looking for him to do?

It's nothing more than which Lian Xiaowan is too powerful.

He is so powerful that even the emperor feels afraid.
To be continued...