Chapter 728

(ps: the previous chapter has been expanded to 4000 characters)

After all, he knew better than anyone the talent and potential of this son-in-law.

Without some stroke of fortune, he would find it extremely difficult to break through to the Ocean of Qi realm in this lifetime.

Let alone replace Sima Nan, who held the ninth layer of the Moon Wheel realm, and become the new Prefect of Tiandou Prefecture!

Seeing Nangong Feiyu's skeptical expression, Lin Xing shook his head:

"First, I am not joking, nor do I have any interest in joking. Not long ago, Sima Nan perished, and the imperial court has officially appointed our Lord Ding as the new Prefect of Tiandou Prefecture."

"Second, Lord Nangong need not address me as Commander Lin. Now, I, Lin Xing, have been officially appointed by the imperial court as Deputy Prefect of Tiandou Prefecture—you may call me Deputy Prefect Lin..."

Now that he possessed the Moon Wheel realm's cultivation base, he naturally felt no fear toward the Nangong clan, a Star Wheel-level force.

And at this moment, as Lin Xing's voice fell silent,

the powerful aura unique to the Moon Wheel realm erupted outward, sweeping through the grand hall!

In the past, resisting the aura of a Moon Wheel realm cultivator would have been no easy feat.

But after enduring the crushing pressure of their ancestral elder's Ten Thousand Forms realm aura,

their capacity to withstand such pressure had improved considerably in a short time.

Thus, under Lin Xing's pressure, they managed to hold their ground without disgrace.

At this moment, Nangong Feiyu's expression grew slightly more serious.

He never imagined that Lin Xing had such fortune and opportunity, arriving at the Moon Wheel realm before him!

He himself had been stuck at the ninth layer of the Star Wheel realm for decades, yet could never take that final step!

The difficulty of advancing to the Moon Wheel realm was plain to see!

Surprised as he was, he found himself believing Lin Xing's words a little more.

Nangong Feiyu steadied his composure and turned his gaze to the unassuming Ding Xuan, sneering:

"Hmph, I had no idea I was standing before a mountain—I didn't recognize Lord Ding? How impressive."

"I never expected that over these years, you had defected to the imperial court, willingly becoming its dog, and risen to such a high position. But tell me, Lord Ding, what brings you here?"

Having accepted their identity,

he had already formed some suspicions.

After all, for Ding Xuan,

the Nangong clan had little of value to attract his interest.

The only thing that might interest him would be his third daughter and his grandson, Nangong Yanzhi.

Upon hearing this, Ding Xuan ceased his survey of the hall.

He withdrew his gaze and took a deep breath.

Then he looked at Nangong Feiyu, his eyes gleaming with sharp brilliance!

This was their second meeting in life.

The first time they met,

he had been no more than a Post-Heaven realm cultivator, with no clan or backing, merely a lowly, utterly ordinary hermit—a weakling, no matter how hard he tried, utterly invisible to the other.

Even when they met, the pressure of the other's cultivation base had made him instinctively fear, unable to meet their gaze, only daring to lower his head and stare at the ground.

But all that was now in the past.

For this second meeting,

he had reached the ninth layer of the Ocean of Qi realm, served as Prefect of Tiandou Prefecture, and had the mighty Cangwu Jiang clan as his backer!

Without exaggeration, with the Jiang clan leader's reputation,

across the entire Daqin Empire, no faction would dare to slight him.