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After hearing what the other party said, Wang Ren couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

According to Qiangu APP's deduction, unless he stopped practicing and rested for half a month, he could have an heir. However, the certainty in the princess's words surprised Wang Ren.

After sensing it with his spiritual power, he actually had a wonderful 'premonition'.

As a cultivator above the ninth level of foundation building, Wang Ren already has the ability to briefly perceive the future of things related to him. It can basically be confirmed that the 'gift' after completing the cultivation just now did indeed make the princess pregnant.

After a change of thought, Wang Ren guessed that it might be related to the fact that he had absorbed the soul crystal, which could be regarded as 'compensation' for the prince.

After all, he could be regarded as his ‘self’ in another world, so Wang Ren accepted it quickly.

"Wei'er, I'm going out for a while. You can keep an eye on the palace at home."

While comforting the princess, Wang Ren revealed his subsequent itinerary.

"good."

Regarding the prince's instructions, the princess, who knew what he was thinking, had no doubts and readily agreed.

After more than ten years of marriage and infertility, as a member of the royal family, she heard a lot of gossip, but Zhang Yunwei, who came from a wealthy family, tolerated it and kept it secretly in her heart.

Now, she had a premonition that she was pregnant and would give birth to a legitimate son. With the prince secretly accumulating power, she would definitely be able to take the unique backseat in the future.

Without staying longer in the palace, Wang Ren got rid of the royal robes in the master bedroom, left a piece of jade he carried with him, and left the capital with a few elixirs.

According to the memory of that prince, Wang Ean suffered from an illness more than ten years ago during an attack. "I am sick as a man," which was also the reason why he ran away without completely taking down the master of Fengling Palace.

After that, every time when the princess needed something, Wang Yan would use another method to satisfy the princess and get through with the "old illness".

Looking at it now, his arrival can be regarded as a blessing for the prince.

In addition, Wang Ren felt a little bit of spiritual power condensed in his body, and felt that he had paid 'a lot', but he did not suffer any loss.

"Um."

Wang Ren, who was standing on Xiao Qi's sword, noticed that the palace lord in white below was standing on the top of a mountain, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Could it be that Feng Lianyue, who had temporarily regained her intelligence, had killed her 'Wang Lang' with her own hands, despairing of all hope and preparing for relief.

Instead of appearing directly in front of the Palace Master in White, Wang Ren was waiting for the Palace Master in White's decision.

If Feng Lianyue jumped off the cliff, the inner demons that had been suppressed before would definitely sneak in. Wang Ren wouldn't mind bringing back an infinitely charming Palace Master in white.

"What's on your mind, this girl?"

At this moment, a young man wearing a purple robe came to the cliff. Seeing the cold and beautiful woman on the edge of the cliff, he couldn't help but ask.

This cliff without a mountain path cannot be climbed by ordinary acquired warriors, which means that the opponent is also an innate warrior.

Calculated in this way, it is consistent with his status as a true disciple of Wenji Sect.

"My dear husband, I am a man with a family. Although you are at the fourth level of innate cultivation, you are still far behind compared to the man I am."

Disturbed by the purple-robed man, Feng Lianyue's face showed a smile, and an invisible charm penetrated into the other person's heart.

"I am the youngest true disciple of the Wenji Sect. It is unknown whether I will become the direct disciple of the sect leader in a few years. I wonder what the cultivation level of the person the girl mentioned is?"

Hu Yanbin was shocked when he saw that the other party revealed his own cultivation. At the same time, his curiosity was aroused by the other party.

In the presence of unparalleled beauties, men are all eager to compete, and disciples from top sects are no exception.

He was only twenty-two years old, and he was already at the fourth level of innate cultivation. He had achieved a breakthrough three years ago, and now he was at the fifth level of innate cultivation.

Even among the top sects in the Central Plains where there are many geniuses, his talent is considered to be top-notch, and he is supported by many of his fellow sects. He can be said to be a popular candidate for the direct inheritance of the Wenji Sect leader, and there are only a few people of his age who can match him.

As for the seniors of the previous generation, ordinary masters and strong men cannot compare with him, unless they are the rumored martial saints who cannot escape from the world.

"Oh, what kind of sect is Wenji Sect?"

A chuckle sounded in their ears.

Looking around, Hu Yanbin was horrified to find that there was a man in brocade robes beside the stunning beauty with cold temperament in front of her.

With his fourth-level innate cultivation, he didn't even know how the other party appeared in front of him.

Could it be that he is a master? Or a Martial Saint?

Subconsciously, Hu Yanbin crossed out the last option. How could there be so many martial saints in the world! ! !

"Wang Lang."

Seeing the visitor, Feng Lianyue happily threw herself into the other person's arms. She didn't care about the presence of outsiders and sent her burning thoughts.

"Let's go, I'll take you home."

Knowing that the inner demon had the upper hand, Wang Ren, who was gentle and innocent, didn't care. He hugged the opponent's thin waist and rose into the sky, landing on Xiao Qi above the clouds. He easily picked up the wooden stick that had just been placed on the sword. box.

There is no need for the young man who is not threatening to provoke the other party.

"Martial Saint???!!!"

Seeing the other party flying into the sky without any external objects, Hu Yanbin's eyes widened in shock.

Even if a master of the ninth level of Xiantian wants to fly into the sky, he has to use foreign objects, except for the martial saint who has reached the peak of Xiantian.

For such a young Martial Saint, no, the opponent must be an old monster with good looks, or a reclusive senior of who knows which sect.

However, he can also become a martial arts saint in the future and marry the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world! ! !

Compared to the day and night when Feng Lianyue arrived, Wang Ren flew with his sword for just over half an hour and returned to the top of Fengling Palace.

"Wang Wang, please wait in the back hall for a moment. I will take care of things soon."

After letting her lover wait in the back hall where she usually rested, Feng Lianyue came to the main hall in front and summoned the elders, deacons and true disciples of Fengling Palace.

Because of the changes in the previous two days, there were only less than 60 people left in the senior management who originally had more than a hundred people.

"Meet the Palace Master."

Seeing the palace lord appear, everyone bowed and saluted at the same time.

Knowing that the palace master had broken through to the seventh level of innate master realm, the power of the sword remained in their hearts, and everyone was in awe and fear.

"Today, I will pass on the position of Palace Master to Saint Feng Lingwei. I hope you will wholeheartedly assist her."

After everyone was safe, Feng Lianyue directly announced the matter of gathering everyone.

In the previous incident, more than 30 senior officials participated in the rebellion, which shows how unpopular she was before, and there will not be too many obstacles to announcing her abdication at this time.

"Palace Master, Lingwei's cultivation is only at the first level of Xiantian, how can he inherit the position of Palace Master? If other sects find out, they can't tell."

Upon hearing this, the beautiful young woman standing on the left side of the front row began to admonish.

She is not against the saint taking over the position of palace master, but she has to wait until the saint's cultivation reaches the fourth level of innateness.

Otherwise, if word spreads about a Palace Master who is born with a first-level talent, he will not only be laughed at by others, but will also make outsiders covet him and make him repeat the same mistakes as the previous two days.

The palace master has just broken through to the seventh level of Xiantian. It is a good opportunity for Fengling Palace to expand its power to the outside world. How can they change the commander before the battle?

"Master, my disciple's cultivation is shallow and I cannot accept the position of palace master for the time being."

Before anyone else could speak, Feng Lingwei, who was on the right side of the front row, knelt down on one knee and declined the tempting position of palace master.

There is also a saying in the world that virtue does not match the position. She is only born with one level, how can she become the master of a palace.

"Although I am in the Zen position, it does not mean that I am dead. I am just too lazy to deal with palace affairs. As for Wei'er's cultivation, I will promote her to the fourth level of Xiantian as soon as possible. I have already decided on this matter. No need to say anything else.”

After a pause, Feng Lianyue glanced at everyone in the palace with a charming look, and said with a coldness in her voice: "From now on, Feng Lingwei will take over as the master of Fengling Palace."

At Feng Lianyue's signal, Feng Lingwei also stepped up to the palace master's white jade chair.

"I sincerely obey the palace master's order."

Feeling the authority of the Palace Master, some dissatisfied elders and Supreme Elders bowed in response. Then they all knelt on one knee and saluted Feng Lingwei: "See you, Palace Master."

"Everyone is safe."

Seeing everyone paying homage to her, Fengling Wei felt a strange emotion in her peaceful heart.

"Wei'er, follow me as my master."

"yes."

After passing on the title of palace master, Feng Lianyue walked to the back hall with her direct disciple, who was both a student and a daughter.

She has already planned that the path for her direct disciples to quickly advance to the fourth level of Xiantian will be smooth and smooth.