Covering the Sky: I, Fuxi's Son, the Proven Emperor

He was also suddenly visibly shaken, and immediately understood.

He wasn't showing respect for Feng Yi's identity, but rather for the future emperor.

The Human King has already proven himself; his extraordinary talent is comparable to that of the young Wu Shi, and he is destined to attain enlightenment!

This is an unstoppable trend. Befriending a future emperor is of immeasurable value and accumulates blessings for future generations.

After all, barring any major unforeseen events, the next tens of thousands of years will be the era of human kings.

Or perhaps Jiang Ren had already made two preparations, and would present a gift to whoever won.

The group of elders exchanged glances, clearly unwilling to take the blame; it was all Jiang Ren's fault.

Faced with absolute natural talent and promising future, so-called family rules are far too fragile.

The heroes of the world are truly as numerous as carp crossing a river.

Feng Yi looked at the seemingly simple, sincere, and responsible Holy Lord before him and sighed inwardly.

Even a nobody has his own wisdom and knows how to be cunning.

In the original work, the Holy Lords attacked the God King in the same way, with a reason. So they arrived late, having already made preparations and betting on both sides.

However, Feng Yi wasn't averse to it; smart people are always more useful than fools.

"It's nothing, just everyone doing their job, I don't take it to heart."

Feng Yi's response expressed his stance, which relieved many people in the Jiang clan.

The King of Men possesses a magnanimous heart and is indeed no ordinary man; he will transform into a dragon once he encounters favorable winds and clouds!

At this moment, a group of Supreme Elders also gathered around, congratulating Feng Yi, and surrounding him like stars around the moon.

This is the future emperor, he is absolutely capable of proving the Dao, everyone is absolutely certain of it.

Never before in a lifetime has the imperial star been so clearly defined.

"I have lost. I cannot defy fate."

Jiang Yifei sighed softly, with a hint of regret, yet also a sense of relief. In truth, he had anticipated this, but he never expected to suffer such a crushing defeat.

His state of mind was naturally detached, as gentle as water, and he quickly calmed down. Clearly, he was not on the same path as those with fragile Dao hearts.

The outcome was now decided, and Feng Yi had already released him, but the power of time still lingered, and he remained in the form of a child.

"Your Highness, could you help my brother recover?"

A girl in red squeezed through the crowd and spoke with a determined look in her jewel-like eyes as she gazed at Feng Yi.

Despite the deep bond between siblings, Jiang Caixuan still cares deeply for her brother.

At this moment, she exuded a heroic spirit, as if she would go against the tide even if there were thousands of people against her, her black hair fluttering, looking dashing and heroic.

Like a little rabbit pretending to be a tiger, it's actually kind of cute.

"Of course, my cultivation is limited. In fact, that power of time will fade away on its own."

Feng Yi smiled faintly and finally noticed Jiang Caixuan, who was dressed in red, exuding a radiant vitality and standing gracefully.

With a flick of his wrist, a ray of celestial light shot out, reversing time and striking Jiang Yifei.

In an instant, Jiang Yifei's blood and energy surged, and he regained his youthful vigor and imposing presence.

"Brother, you were so chubby when you were little."

Seeing that Jiang Yifei had recovered, the girl relaxed and smiled sweetly.

At the same time, a strange emotion flashed through her mind, as if that human king wasn't so scary after all.

And while they are arrogant, they do indeed possess that kind of strength.

If it were her, she would be strutting around like a madwoman, practically walking sideways.

"Your Highness, my younger sister is spoiled and doesn't know any manners. Please forgive her."

Jiang Yifei was very polite, consistent, and upheld the virtues of a gentleman.

He is a man who is neither arrogant in victory nor discouraged in defeat; he can truly be called a genius of his generation.

In terms of Daoist heart and willpower, he is one of the best in his generation, but he lacks a bit of sharpness. If he could fill that gap, he would be extraordinary.

"No way, being naturally innocent is great too. Who hasn't been young?"

Feng Yi said he didn't mind. As everyone knows, he is a magnanimous person who doesn't concern himself with trivial matters.

Both of them were exceptional talents of their time, possessing profound knowledge of both ancient and modern times, and their learning was extensive.

They chatted about everything under the sun and felt a strong connection, sharing many brilliant ideas.

For a moment, the atmosphere here became more harmonious.

Jiang Caixuan listened silently, trying her best to understand, but she couldn't understand anything at all.

The evolution of runes, the changes in the laws of the universe, and the exchange between the two academic superstars were all too complicated for her.

"Everything can be betrayed, except fine wine."

However, she was also very open-minded, listening attentively while taking out a gourd of wine.

With the delicate fragrance of osmanthus blossoms, she took a sip, her little face flushed, feeling incredibly content and relaxed.

The great path and spiritual cultivation are too abstract; living in the present moment is the true way.

"My little sister's fruit wine is very well made; I always treasure it."

Jiang Yifei smiled and began to introduce Feng Yi.

Jiang Caixuan has no other hobbies except brewing wine and getting slightly tipsy.

The golden osmanthus blossoms, combined with the jam, created a truly wonderful effect, filling the air with fragrance.

"Caixuan, come here. Brother Feng is a distinguished guest. Please bring out some fruit wine to entertain him."

Jiang Yifei, dressed in white, with an extraordinary air about him, waved to the girl in red.

This brother and sister are both very good-looking, which is enviable.

"Ah, you can forget about it!"

In an instant, Jiang Caixuan sobered up, all her drunkenness gone.

She glanced at the osmanthus fruit wine in her hand, a look of reluctance on her face.

Then he ran away in a flash. He could lose his head or bleed, but he couldn't lose the fruit wine.

If you want to drink my fruit wine, wait until your next life!

Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Divine Child Incident

"Your sister certainly has a strong personality."

Feng Yi said it casually, just as he felt.

He never expected that the noblewoman of the Jiang family would have such a unique style, which left an impression on him.

Jiang Caixuan's fruit wine is indeed very unique. In fact, the alcohol content is very low, and it is mainly made from fruit.

He could understand that girls might like sweet drinks.

"Your Highness, please excuse my poor appearance."

Jiang Yifei was also a little embarrassed, because his younger sister was good in every way.

This little hobby is something I'm a bit stubborn about.

......

The two of them chatted peacefully, enjoying the tranquility of the moment.

However, the entire ancient clan has already started operating, and the imperial clan naturally has to act in a grand and dignified manner.

If the name is not correct, the words will not go well, and if the words are not good, then things will not happen.

The investiture of the imperial son is a momentous event, requiring the invitation of heroes from all directions and the entire world to witness it.

The Jiang family is proud and arrogant, so naturally they would not travel in disguise. They wish they could tell the whole world that Feng Yi is one of their people, or at least partly a member of the Jiang clan.

This clan possesses such a profound heritage; the ancient emperors left indelible traces that can suppress the clan's destiny.

The Feng and Jiang families were at the height of their power, and they were confident that they could protect the King.

"The Jiang family is going to establish a divine son. It's so sudden. Could it be that mysterious Jiang Yifei?"

Inside a small teahouse in the Northern Region, a young cultivator spoke with confidence.

The Jiang family has a prodigy, whose depths are unfathomable, and who is considered one of the most formidable individuals among the younger generation.

This is common knowledge, and some even suspect that he is the divine body that the Jiang family has been hiding.

"Fellow Daoist, you've guessed wrong. You would never guess that this person is the Human King!"

The storyteller spoke slowly, his words soft, yet they struck everyone's hearts like a thunderclap.

Is the King of the Feng family the divine son of the Jiang clan?

Has the world gone mad, or is he hallucinating?