Chapter 167

You mean, Princess Suzhi has arrived?

Hearing the report from his subordinates, Wen Zhong couldn't help but be slightly startled.

He couldn't figure out why Princess Suzhi would come here; after all, he hadn't received any transfer order from Morning Song.

Quick, invite Princess Suzhi in!

Although it was strange, Wen Zhong still hurriedly had someone invite Princess Suzhi in.

After all, although he was in the North Sea, over these years he had also heard news from various parts of the Great Shang.

There's no way around it; over these years, if you talk about the whole Great Shang, the most illustrious figure is this Princess Suzhi.

At the age of sixteen, she personally led a force of five thousand troops she had trained herself, quelling the rebellion of the Eastern Sea demon tribe.

She then developed Chen Tang Pass into the greatest stronghold of the Great Shang.

Her several children also achieved success: her eldest and second sons joined the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Sect of Enlightenment, while her youngest son was personally enfeoffed by the king as the God‑Slaying General.

One could say that Princess Suzhi's experiences, even in the entire history of the Yin Shang, could be written as a vivid stroke.

The only pity is that Princess Suzhi's three sons all joined the Sect of Enlightenment; if I had known they possessed such talent, I should have led them into my Sect of the Cutting Edge.

Wen Zhong's face showed a hint of regret.

Just then, a ray of rosy light flew over.

He reached out to catch that ray of light, and Wen Zhong's expression instantly turned somewhat strange.

What day is today? The North Sea, which usually sees no visitors, has suddenly become lively.

However, shortly afterward, Wen Zhong's face showed a trace of worry.

There's nothing to be done; over these years there have been many frictions between the two sides, and if they ever come to blows, he really wouldn't know what to do.

After all, one side is Princess Suzhi, whom he watched grow up and even taught martial arts for a few days; the other side is also a senior of the sect, equally not to be offended.

Forget it, let's take things step by step; no matter what, at least we should make some preparations in advance.

Thinking this, Wen Zhong summoned one of his subordinate generals.

Notify the Four Generals of the Mo family; if a powerful expert starts fighting later, have them protect the camp's important defensive facilities as much as possible.

Yes, Grand Tutor!

Although strange, who exactly is this powerful expert who would fight in the camp? Nevertheless, the general honestly nodded in agreement.

……

Hehe, subject Wen Zhong greets Your Highness the Princess!

Although Wen Zhong held the exalted position of Grand Tutor, his status in the Yin Shang court was weighty, yet he was a person of utmost foolish loyalty to Yin Shang; therefore, when seeing Lady Yin, he still did not forget the rites of ruler and subject.

Grand Tutor Wen, you are being overly courteous!

Lady Yin raised her right hand slightly; in the next instant, Wen Zhong felt himself lifted by an invisible force, and this bowing rite ultimately was not completed.

This...

In an instant, Wen Zhong was shocked; only then did he realize from Lady Yin's slight display that the Princess Suzhi he had watched grow up actually possessed the cultivation level of a Taiyi Golden Immortal!

It seemed she could see the shock in Wen Zhong's eyes, as Lady Yin's mouth curled with a hint of pride.

Originally, she had trained martial arts under Wen Zhong; now it was as if she were showing off her achievements before her former teacher.

But what sort of person is Wen Zhong? His master is none other than the renowned Golden Spirit Holy Mother of the Sect of the Cutting Edge.

Therefore, after only a brief shock, Wen Zhong soon calmed down and, clasping his hands, said to Daoist Cihang: 'Disciple Wen Zhong under the Golden Spirit Holy Mother of the Sect of the Cutting Edge, greetings, Uncle Cihang!'

Yes

Daoist Cihang lightly nodded, looked at Wen Zhong, and said: 'I have long heard that the Golden Spirit Holy Mother has a disciple named Wen Zhong; after fifty years of cultivation he already had some minor achievement; not having met him today, he is indeed extraordinary.'

Uncle, you flatter me!

Wen Zhong humbly said: 'Compared to the fellow disciples and junior disciples of the Sect of Enlightenment, this little cultivation of mine is hardly worth mentioning.'

This was no mere flattery; indeed, Wen Zhong noticed that these third‑generation disciples of the Sect of Enlightenment all possessed respectable cultivation, especially that youth with a heavenly eye growing between his brows, whose cultivation Wen Zhong sensed was secretly superior to his own!

However, after hearing Nezha and the others' self‑introductions, Wen Zhong's expression turned somewhat strange.

Precisely because he suddenly realized that, among these third‑generation disciples of the Sect of Enlightenment, most seemed to share a common father—namely, the prince consort attending Lady Yin!

This prince consort has far too many children, doesn't he?

Only then did Wen Zhong seriously size up Ao Yifan, and immediately was shocked to discover that he could not see through the other's cultivation.

This prince consort is absolutely not ordinary!

Having made this judgment in his heart, Wen Zhong said to the crowd: "Ladies and gentlemen, please come inside; I have prepared some local specialties from the North Sea, and I hope you will not disdain them."

Immediately, the crowd entered the great camp and took their seats.

"Everyone..."

Wen Zhong was just about to raise his cup, but before he could finish his words, a somewhat spoiled voice came from the horizon——

"Wen Zhong, junior apprentice, to begin the feast without waiting for us—do you not hold our Three Immortals Island in esteem?"

As this voice fell, immediately everyone saw a rosy light flying from the horizon.

"It's them!"

Cihang Daoist furrowed her brows; at a glance she recognized the newcomers as the Three Immortals!

"Things have gotten complicated!"

She secretly thought that, if it were other members of the Sect of the Cutting Edge, Cihang Daoist could manage a couple of rounds, but the Three Immortals were precisely whom she least wanted to meet.

Indeed, with the three of them joining forces, Cihang Daoist had not the slightest chance.

"It's all that guy's fault; if it weren't for him, my Three Corpses body wouldn't have gone wrong, and if my Three Corpses body were fine, even if I couldn't win, I could handle things more calmly."

Cihang Daoist gave Ao Yifan a somewhat resentful glance.

Meanwhile, on the other side, watching the descending rosy light, Ao Yifan couldn't help but curl a smile.

Wen Zhong also hadn't expected them to arrive so quickly; he hurriedly rose to greet them.

Wen Zhong, I've seen you...

Wen Zhong was just about to salute; after all, he didn't dare offend these three, but before he could finish speaking, he saw two petite figures leap down from the clouds.

Dad!

Ao Sheng, holding Ao Xianxian, lunged into Ao Yifan's arms.

This sight left many people in the crowd dumbfounded.

After all, most of them were seeing Ao Sheng and Ao Xianxian for the first time; even Ao Yifan's women didn't know about them.

Big brother, just how many children does Dad have?

Ne Zha gently nudged Jin Zha with his arm.

Hearing that, Jin Zha also came to his senses, shook his head, and said, 'I don't know either!'

To be honest, he really doesn't know.

At that moment, Mu Zha whispered beside him: 'Little brother, when you're out and about, before you strike you must always ask who the other person's father is, so you don't end up beating your own brothers and sisters!'

Mu Zha knew his little brother's temper: he hadn't even opened his mouth before his Fire-Tip Spear had already stabbed into someone's belly.

This bad habit needs to be changed, after all, if you hit your own brothers and sisters, you're done for.