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As the first rays of dawn rise, they illuminate the earth.

Feng Zhi emerged from his secluded chamber, put on his hair ornament, and changed into a formal imperial robe with black and gold patterns.

The other side had already become lively quite early on.

The group chatted about everyday life, enjoying a bite of pickled vegetables and a sip of porridge.

Although they are cultivators, this short period of time is nothing compared to their long days in the mortal world.

Even at Feng Zhi's current level, he still eats and drinks as usual. If one's mind is not clear during cultivation, then living will be exhausting.

The wind stopped and swept away the rest.

He said to the old man, "Uncle, I'm sorry to trouble you for a few days. We need to go out. This stove has all kinds of food and rice, everything you could want."

Old Sheng nodded and waved his hand, not asking any further questions: "It's alright, it's alright. Be careful on your journey. You all go ahead with your work."

After a quick tidying up, Feng Ting rode on Feng Zhi's shoulders, while his parents carried a small bundle.

The two were not dressed in fine clothes; they were only slightly better than coarse linen.

According to the two elders, they didn't have that level of cultivation or that kind of temperament, so they should just dress normally. Wearing it would only make them feel uncomfortable and make them the subject of ridicule.

In the blink of an eye, we arrived at the main hall of the peak.

Wang Batian was lazily sleeping in the main seat, while Bei Shenfeng could only stand obediently to the side.

He opened his old eyes and looked at Feng Zhi with some surprise, "Good lad, you've already reached the Purple Mansion stage?"

"Oh!" He slapped his knee as soon as he said that, suddenly realizing, "You went to that little world, no wonder."

Normally, a prodigy like Feng Zhi should focus more on honing his foundation and accumulating experience, and wouldn't easily break through to higher realms.

After all, the Purple Mansion Realm is of utmost importance; the greater the space opened up in the Purple Mansion, the wider the path ahead will be.

But Feng Zhi was different. He frantically forged his physical body and soul in the desolate world, compressing what would have taken several years into just a few days.

The physical and mental torment that lasted for many days required a great deal of willpower!

Wang Batian stood up and arrived at Feng Zhi's side in the blink of an eye. His eyes flashed with holy light, and he was relieved after confirming that the realm was not illusory.

"Purple Mansion it is then. Anyway, you can't be viewed like an ordinary person. Let's go!"

With a wave of his hand, space cracked open, creating a spatial passage within. This passage was opened by a demigod himself, and its speed was no less than that of an ancient teleportation array.

Feng Zhi took out a palm-sized black ancient warship from his sea of ​​consciousness. It was a congratulatory gift from a major sect during the ceremony. Its grade was barely acceptable, but it was stable and comfortable.

He channeled his magic into it, and with a flash of golden light, the warship visibly expanded, transforming into a spaceship ten zhang long.

"Father, Mother, come on up. Although there is no spatial turbulence in this passage, the journey is too long, and you won't be able to hold on for long."

Feng Zhi led the two into the cabin and grabbed Feng Ting, who was hanging around her neck.

He also instructed the two not to look into the void, as their cultivation level would easily damage their minds.

The Eastern Region is tens of millions of miles away from the Central Region where the Feng family is located. Even a half-saint would need seven hours to travel there at full speed.

With a whoosh!

The warship stepped into the spatial passage, and the rift slowly closed.

Feng Zhi and Wang Batian sat cross-legged in the center, with a tea table in front of them. They drank tea and chatted about recent events.

"Has the Primordial Sacred Body finally been found? How strong is the Ji family's Overlord Body?"

Feng Zhi nodded, praisingly saying, "His physical body is indeed the first one I've encountered before!"

"If I hadn't cultivated the Supreme Emperor Scripture and hadn't gained a profound understanding of the physical body, I probably wouldn't be able to defeat him. If someone like Princess Jiang were to get close to him... she would definitely lose!"

Wang Batian shook his head and chuckled, "You kid, why are you always so modest? You've already overpowered the Overlord Body with just your physical strength. If others were your age and had your strength, they would be walking around with their noses in the air."

Feng Zhi disagreed, "That kind of person won't go far. They can't even get past the hurdle of their Dao heart. Besides, I only treat people differently depending on their attitude."

Upon hearing this, the old man stroked his beard with satisfaction. "What do you think of that imperial prince born in the Central Divine Continent? Do you have confidence in him? You must know he is the Emperor's own son!"

"The Divine Clan's Imperial Son? Ha, what else can you say? Suppress them all!" Feng Zhi changed his demeanor, his eyes filled with killing intent.

He looked at the old man and said seriously, "If I encounter him in the future, will the gods go crazy if I kill him? If it leads to a war between the two races, I'll have to be careful. It would be fine to just cripple him."

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"Cough!" Wang Batian coughed, choked by his words.

"Human Emperor above!" What did he hear? He had lived for thousands of years and had never seen anyone so arrogant!

Just a moment ago they were saying this kid was humble, and now he's going to kill the Emperor's own son? And even crippling him would be fine?

"You..." Wang Batian pointed at him, his lips trembling, "You're being way too arrogant! Can't you be a little more humble?"

"This isn't arrogance." Feng Zhi's expression was very serious, as if he could actually do it.

"On the day that guy was born, the supreme being of the Tuoba clan personally killed one of my human race's half-saints as a sacrifice for his flag."

He narrowed his eyes: "Since the gods dare to pave their way with the blood of human powerhouses, then they should be prepared to die at the hands of humans!"

Wang Batian stared at him for a while, making sure the kid wasn't joking.

Then he closed his eyes, suppressed his emotions, and when he opened them again, his old eyes were full of seriousness.

"Young man, I admire your backbone, but you should really understand the weight of the words 'the Emperor's son'!"

"The Emperor's own son! Their bloodline and physique are the best in the world! They were personally taught by the living Emperor when they were young, and their blood contains the Emperor's Dao and Law! And the person you want to kill is the offspring of the Golden Palace Emperor, who is known for his killing power!"

"Such an existence has never been defeated, let alone killed, before the Saint King!"

Wang Batian wanted to remind him that although he felt Feng Zhi wouldn't lose to the other party, to say that he had killed the emperor's own son was really a bit presumptuous.

Feng Zhi nodded in agreement. He did not refute, but simply waited quietly for Wang Batian to finish speaking.

Seeing this, Wang Batian assumed he had listened and softened his tone somewhat:

"But don't worry too much. That person is the Emperor's own son, and you are also the legitimate successor of the Human Emperor, with the bloodline of two emperors!"

"His bloodline isn't necessarily inferior to his, and after all, he's been sealed in the Emperor's Source for so many years. His cultivation level needs time to recover, so there's no need to worry too much in the short term."

"Oh? Does it still need to be restored?" Feng Zhi's reaction once again exceeded Wang Batian's expectations.

He shook his head, a look of regret on his face, and sighed, "Alas, what a pity! It's such a shame that he had to live a little longer."

"You brat, are you deliberately trying to provoke me?" Even with Wang Batian's cultivation and composure, he was still furious.