Chapter 729

Whether they are Star Wheel, Moon Wheel, or even Sun Wheel experts, all must give themselves a modicum of respect!

He successfully gained strength, background, and... dignity!

So, when we meet again today.

He is now able to face them calmly, lift his head, meet their eyes directly, with not a trace of avoidance or retreat in his gaze!

As their gazes met.

Silence lasted several breaths, utterly still.

Nangong Feiyu could not help but feel slightly surprised.

He was deeply curious about the changes that had occurred in Ding Xuan.

Over these years, what kind of opportunity or destiny had the other received?

To undergo such a transformation, as if reborn, becoming a completely different person from before?

Under Nangong Feiyu's gaze.

After a moment's thought, Ding Xuan chose to get straight to the point, bowing and speaking plainly:

"Today, I have come for one purpose only: to take Bing'er and Zhi'er out of Changfeng Mountain. I humbly ask the Nangong clan chief to grant this request!"

Nangong Feiyu sneered, mocking coldly:

"When I betrothed Bing'er to you, it was already a tremendous blessing for you! How dare you demand more? Do you think becoming a Prefect makes me view you differently, or change my mind?"

"Too bad, this dog is still a dog—even if draped in the most luxurious coat, it cannot hide its breed, exuding baseness everywhere, don't you agree, Prefect Ding..."

Never mind the ancestral decree forbidding Nangong women from marrying outside the clan.

In his view, even if Ding Xuan gained great fortune and became a Prefect, he was still merely the imperial court's lapdog.

How could he possibly be worthy of notice?

And how could he have the qualifications to make me alter my decision and defy ancestral law!

At this, hearing the contempt in Nangong Feiyu's words, Ding Xuan's face darkened instantly.

Remember, thirty years east of the river, thirty years west.

He was no longer the man he had been back then!

Moreover, even the supreme being, Elder Jiang, treated him with some measure of respect, never once humiliating him.

In fact, he had once specifically sent the young generation's leading figure, Jiang Chen, to travel ten thousand miles to deliver an elixir in praise.

Yet you, Nangong Feiyu, have not even reached Moon Wheel—how dare you publicly humiliate me?!

Yet before Ding Xuan could erupt in anger,

Lin Xing, having witnessed Nangong Feiyu's arrogant demeanor, had already widened his eyes, unable to suppress his raging fury!

Never mind the great favor Prefect Ding has shown him.

Even the words spoken by this man were painfully sharp to his ears!

If Prefect Ding is called a dog,

Then what is Lin Xing?

Is he not even worse than a dog?!

Lin Xing, after all, is a Moon Wheel True Person—how could he endure such humiliation?!

Thus, Lin Xing immediately unleashed the vast power within him, releasing an even stronger pressure that struck everyone in an instant!

Seeing this, Nangong Feiyu remained calm, his eyes showing not the slightest fear,

for he knew that with the Ancestor's immense cultivation base,

every movement, every whisper within Changfeng Mountain, was utterly impossible to hide from him!

Thus, despite possessing Star Wheel ninth-layer cultivation, he did not fear Lin Xing, the Moon Wheel True Person, even a little!

And as expected,

just as this pressure was about to descend upon everyone's heads,

the next moment, a voice suddenly came from all directions.

"A mere Moon Wheel, how dare you cause trouble on Changfeng Mountain?"

The voice was not loud, yet it rang clearly in everyone's ears, deafeningly resonant!

Immediately after, a figure in a gray robe appeared out of thin air inside the hall.

The moment he appeared,

all of Lin Xing's released pressure melted away like snow under scorching sun.

Faced with this sudden turn of events, Lin Xing's pupils shrank sharply—he was stunned!

From the man, he sensed an extremely terrifying surge of power.

That power crushed Moon Wheel, far surpassing Sun Wheel—it must be the Ten Thousand Forms!

A Ten Thousand Forms cultivator?!

This Nangong clan is merely a Star Wheel family—how could a Ten Thousand Forms suddenly appear?!

Lin Xing's face turned instantly grim, his expression turning extremely grim.

Realizing the severity of the situation,

he quickly turned to look at Ding Xuan, who was also stunned, and sent a spiritual sense message:

"My lord, this is bad—I sense this man's cultivation is profound; he must be a Ten Thousand Forms True Lord! Such beings are rare even across the entire Da Qin—we absolutely cannot provoke him. Shouldn't we retreat for now?"

Who would willingly leave in disgrace if not absolutely forced?

But his power is too terrifying—we cannot possibly challenge him.

A wise man avoids immediate harm.

Retreating now, though it damages our face, is the only best course of action!

Listening to Lin Xing's reminder, Ding Xuan was already a clever person, so he naturally realized this point as well.

However, wanting to descend the mountain intact without missing arms or broken legs — that was a problem.

Thus, Ding Xuan fell into deep thought, his mind beginning to spin rapidly.

Judging from the grey-robed man's tone of speech—

His identity must certainly be a member of the Nangong clan, not an outsider.

But according to the information he had obtained from Bing'er—

The Nangong clan truly did not have a cultivator of the Myriad Manifestations realm.

Not to mention a Myriad Manifestations True Lord, there wasn't even a single True Person of the Sun Wheel realm or Moon Wheel realm!

The strongest in the clan was merely this Star Wheel realm ninth-layer Nangong Feiyu before his eyes.

Even if one stretched the time back over these several thousand years—

The one closest to the Myriad Manifestations realm was only the Nangong clan ancestor "Nangong Zhantian" from two thousand years ago, who was suspected to have perished, wasn't it?

Wait — Nangong Zhantian?

A glint flashed in Ding Xuan's eyes, and he instantly had a guess.

Thus, to seek verification and clarify the situation, he carefully cupped his hands and asked: "May I dare ask if Senior is Nangong Zhantian?"

Nangong Zhantian raised an eyebrow and gave a soft exclamation: "Mm? Interesting."

"You are able to take a woman of my Nangong clan as your wife, so knowing my name is hardly strange. But to be able to recognize my identity within a few breaths' time — boy, your thoughts are nimble, your wits are not shallow."

"With such ability, it's no wonder you could sit in the position of Prefecture Lord with merely a ninth-layer Primordial Sea realm cultivation base, and even the Moon Wheel beside you is willing to be driven by you. From this, it seems you can indeed be counted as a rare talent…"

Having spoken thus, Nangong Zhantian suddenly shifted his tone.

"Although your natural talent and aptitude are mediocre, considering your remarkable mind, you barely qualify to do work for my Nangong clan."

A thoughtful look appeared in Ding Xuan's eyes: "Ding Mou is a Prefecture Lord appointed by the imperial court. Does Senior mean for Ding Mou to abandon his status and henceforth devote himself entirely to serving the Nangong clan?"

Nangong Zhantian shook his head: "What is there to object to? Since you have married a junior of my clan, you are one of us. In the future, once I overthrow the rule of Great Qin, could I possibly shortchange your benefits?"

"You need only devote yourself to doing work for my Nangong clan. In the days to come, let alone a mere Prefecture Lord, even if I enfeoff you as a King, letting you achieve the Moon Wheel realm, it would be effortless!"

Hearing this, Ding Xuan's brows knit tightly, instinctively feeling doubt.

You, Nangong Zhantian, although you have broken through to Myriad Manifestations, are still somewhat short of being able to overthrow Great Qin, aren't you?

Thinking of this, he once more surveyed his surroundings.

He discovered that all the Nangong clan members present wore excited expressions, clearly all in full agreement with Nangong Zhantian's arrogant words!

Upon noticing this, a hint of enlightenment flickered in Ding Xuan's eyes.

Oh? It seems this Nangong Zhantian's true strength is far from as simple as what he shows on the surface.

But so what?