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"Father, stop, stop, I understand what you're saying, but, but his situation is complicated... Calm down and let me explain slowly..."
Le Zheng'en, who had just finished scolding his son and grandson, now felt the deep love of his old father. Le Zhengyang's shaking made him dizzy, and he didn't dare to use his spirit power to resist.
Le Zhengyang put Le Zheng'en down and said with a displeased expression, "Speak."
Le Zheng'en tidied his clothes, feeling very distressed about them, and said with a bitter face, "He has an extremely good relationship with the Yu Family, and is like a brother to Yu Guanzhi's granddaughter..."
After slowly recounting Feng Zaixing's life, Le Zheng'en looked at his father, whose eyes were narrowed, feeling uneasy.
When he first saw Feng Zaixing, he was greatly impressed by his talent and wished he could immediately bring him back, just as he had brought that scourge Sima Jinchi back to the Legion.
But he didn't know until he investigated; once he did, he was shocked. Feng Zaixing was not old, but his network of connections was terrifyingly complex.
The Blood God Legion, Body Sect, War God Hall, Yu Family, Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy... a pile of labels that practically screamed "I am one of the Sun Moon Federation's own people" on his forehead.
Several Four-Word Battle Armor Masters were involved, and he was himself the successor to the War God Hall, a lineage of Yu Guanzhi. In such a situation, Le Zheng'en found it difficult to interfere, as it could easily lead to misunderstandings.
The Southern Legion had always been directly subordinate to the Angel Family, and the Sun Moon Federation central government could not touch it in the slightest. However, correspondingly, the Le Family could not extend its hand beyond the South.
If they rashly acknowledged him as kin, and someone thought the Le Family was not content with dominating the South and wanted to expand into the central government, then that would be a huge problem. This was a red line that absolutely could not be crossed, as it would incur public wrath.
Le Zhengyang remained silent for a long time, his wrinkled fists clenching and unclenching, finally letting out a long sigh:
"Since that's the case, then let's forget about it. Even if the Family has no one in this generation, we cannot provoke an attack from all forces."
"Body Martial Soul is not a proper name. Seeking his return to the Family would make us, the Le Family, seem opportunistic. This time, it will benefit the Yu Family, damn it..."
He gritted his teeth angrily, his hands clenching so tightly that his bones creaked, his eyes still filled with great unwillingness, but in the end, reason triumphed over desire.
Le Zheng'en nodded glumly and said, "I thought the same thing. The Family's Legacy must prioritize stability. So, Father, should we pay more attention to him in the future?"
"The Yu Family already values him; what more could our Le Family add? You won't even get to send a betrothal gift or attend the feast!"
Le Zhengyang waved his hand irritably, flashed back into the secret chamber, and slammed the door shut with a rumble, angry curses emanating from within.
"Scram, scram, scram! In the future, don't tell your old man about such bothersome things. If you bring another one, I'll lose a few more years of Life Qi!"
"It would make your son happy if you lived for a few more decades..."
Le Zheng'en whispered, sighed, turned around, and muttered to himself:
"If I didn't know he was Zheng Yu and Zheng Lei's cousin, I wouldn't be so angry. Two older cousins combined are not as good as one younger cousin; I'll make Jinchi train them to death..."
...Mingdu, Zihuang Auction House, Free Treasure Appreciation Area.
Na'er was like a carefree silver butterfly, wandering in a World of rare treasures.
Feng Zaixing, like an old scholar, wore a pair of soul-guided reading glasses, looking like an archaeologist. After a busy period, he bought a large number of treasures, including but not limited to two pieces of thousand-year whale glue, several extremely rare metals, and two ten-thousand-year spiritual items.
There were too many good things specially supplied by the military, and the five hundred million federal currency sponsored by the Dragon Family was showing signs of running out.
Mu Ye followed Na'er, dazzled by all the treasures, and couldn't help but secretly think that the Body Sect had truly been away from the core of the continent for too long.
He usually didn't see these things. He could, thanks to Zhen Hua, but he couldn't come often.
Suddenly, Feng Zaixing's gaze sharpened. In a corner of his vision, in the commemorative coin area, a row of ancient gold coins appeared. The patterns were complete and intricate, with a total value of five million federal currency.
A flash of insight told him that this batch of commemorative items had a connection with him.
"So, these are gold coins from the ancient and even primordial eras?"
Walking closer and examining them for a while, Feng Zaixing discovered that several of the commemorative coins had very intricate patterns embossed on their surfaces. He also saw a record under this section of commemorative coins stating, "Some commemorative coins are suspected to be from twenty thousand years ago and earlier." His expression immediately changed, and he called out to Mu Ye.
"Teacher, I'm interested in these commemorative coins. Please come and take a look."
"Zaixing, what have you found?"
Mu Ye pulled Na'er over, and as his gaze fell, his eyebrows rose. He transmitted, "Zaixing, these commemorative coins have different shapes, and their age is difficult to determine."
"I know. I'd like to ask you to see if there are magic arrays engraved on the patterns of these commemorative coins. Ancient texts record that the magic arrays from the Spirit Hall era in ancient times were very different from current soul-guided magic arrays. You are a master of this Dao."
Feng Zaixing spoke slowly. Mu Ye was a Rank 9 mecha manufacturer, specializing in engraving soul-guided magic arrays in the production of battle armor and mechas, turning forged rare metals into finished products.
"You suspect this batch of commemorative coins are truly ancient artifacts from the Spirit Hall era?" Mu Ye became animated.
"There's an inexplicable sense of familiarity, as if these commemorative coins have a special attraction to me, stemming from... holy spirit power and Spirit," Feng Zaixing said with a solemn expression.
"Holy spirit power and Spirit, you mean..."
Mu Ye's pupils contracted violently, and he no longer showed any trace of neglect. He meticulously examined the two rows of commemorative coins one by one, not daring to miss a single detail.
Only the former Seraphim could make Feng Zaixing's Spirit react, and the Qian Family of the Spirit Hall in those years had Limit Douluo in every generation.
He couldn't help but be solemn about what might be relics of a Limit Douluo from the ancient era.
Without hesitation, Feng Zaixing directly swiped his card to buy the commemorative coins, took them out, and handed them to Mu Ye for research.
"It's rare to take a gamble; I hope there's a reward."
Confirming that a faint, homologous aura was contained within a few of the gold coins, Feng Zaixing's expression remained unchanged, but he was overjoyed in his heart, eagerly anticipating what the old Senior had left for future generations.
At the same time, he also had another expectation: ten thousand years later, Qian Lei, one of the Shrek Seven Devils of that generation, bought an ancient gold coin and obtained a small Behemoth beast, also known as the Dragon-eating beast, from it. It was a treasure from heaven, and even the bag containing the small Behemoth beast was a top-tier treasure.
It's a pity that the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger entered a deep sleep after its cultivation advanced to ten thousand years; otherwise, he could have let it take a look... "Ah, ah, ah, I'm so angry! Those hateful Sun Moon Federation people are too impolite! Don't let this princess find out who those bastards are!"
Star Luo Continent, on the road from the Spirit Transfer Pagoda to the Monster Academy, Dai Yuner, who had fled back covered in dust, grew angrier the more she thought about it, wishing she could bite Feng Zaixing and Yu Xin to death.
Ye Zhi smiled bitterly, carrying several bags, and said, "Little Princess, we've been playing with you from afternoon until now. Haven't you calmed down yet?"
Today, the luxury district of Star Luo City was more comfortable than New Year's. Her Highness Dai Yuner spent a fortune, buying until her storage ring couldn't hold any more before stopping, making an outstanding contribution to Star Luo City's tax revenue.
Teng Teng walked behind, carrying a large bag, his face filled with misery. Fourth Prince, your sister is truly difficult to serve and too tormenting. She hasn't even eaten yet.
Don't girls get tired from shopping? This Spirit Elder felt like his legs were about to give out, but Dai Yuner seemed unaffected.
"I'm not calm, and Sister Ye Zhi, Brother Teng Teng, aren't you angry? Those two guys are too hateful."
Dai Yuner pouted, already equating Feng and Yu with big bad guys in her heart.
Ye Zhi and Teng Teng exchanged silent glances. Feng and Yu were certainly hateful, but there was nothing they could say since they couldn't defeat them in hard power, and they had brought it upon themselves.
At the entrance of the Monster Academy, where traffic was bustling, the muttering Dai Yuner caught sight of her fourth brother, Dai Yueyan, talking anxiously with a court imperial physician. Her expression changed, and she hurried over to ask:
"Fourth Brother, what's wrong? Why are there so many people?"
"We went out for a practical combat class and were attacked. Your second brother and Brother Long both got into trouble." Dai Yueyan gritted his teeth, saying with heartache:
"Those hateful Green Skull organization members dared to ambush and kill us. If Brother Long hadn't blocked a knife for me, you probably wouldn't be seeing me now..."
Soaring hatred erupted from the Fourth Prince's tiger-like eyes, making him clench his fists tightly as he said with grief and indignation:
"Brother Long is out of danger, but your second brother... alas!"
"The National Master has personally gone to pursue them. I hope there will be a good outcome. These bastards, we will fight them to the death!"