Chapter 809: Chapter 302 Ye Lin, Ye Lin, Ye Lin [10,000 words]_6
Mu Rufeng assessed Ye Lin’s attire and the junior disciples standing behind him and began to speak.
“I didn’t expect Brother Mu to be a Prince of the Da Li Dynasty. Greetings, young lady. I am Ye Lin from the Heavenly Burial Palace,” Ye Lin said with clasped fists.
“So you are a disciple of the Heavenly Burial Palace. I heard that the chief disciple of the Heavenly Burial Palace has been in secluded cultivation in so perilous land, that must be Brother Ye, right?”
“With Brother Ye’s Soul Refining Realm strength, you could rival Jian Yifeng of the Heaven Sword Sect,” Zhao Yanran, who was quite familiar with the information on the continent, comnted.
“So it’s Miss Yanran of the Lingyan Pavilion. Having t you today, I see that Miss Yanran is indeed as beautiful as the rumors say,” Ye Lin said with a smile.
“Brother Ye praises too much,” Zhao Yanran replied with a smile.
“You all go ahead and enjoy lunch, it’s on today. Order what you like, don’t hold back. I’ll escort Miss Yanran back first, and then co find you to catch up,” Mu Rufeng said with a smile.
“Then I must thank the Ninth Prince,” Ye Lin said with a smile and a cupped fist.
Mu Rufeng did not explicitly say he was the Ninth Prince, but Ye Lin still figured it out.
The reason he didn’t guess it was the Sixth Prince was quite simple because they happened to see the conflict between the Sixth Prince and the Duke’s third son.
Mu Rufeng then bid farewell to Ye Lin and left with Zhao Yanran.
“Wow, that was actually the Ninth Prince, he really is handso.”
“Senior Brother, Senior Brother, you actually know the Ninth Prince of the Da Li Dynasty?”
“Senior Brother, you are amazing!”
“Is that Miss Yanran the seventh-ranked beauty on the Heavenly Dao Continent? Even though I didn’t see her face, I’m already captivated by her.”
“What a pity, it seems Miss Yanran is fond of the Ninth Prince.”
“No way, they’re just having a al together.”
The group of junior disciples began to chatter excitedly.
The male disciples mostly talked about Zhao Yanran, while the female disciples discussed the Ninth Prince.
“Alright, we’ve been traveling all night, let’s fill our bellies with so spiritual food first, then go find the Master,” Ye Lin said.
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“I truly didn’t expect the chief disciple of the Heavenly Burial Palace, Ye Lin, to have achieved the Soul Refining Realm, it’s truly astonishing,” Zhao Yanran couldn’t help but remark.
“Indeed, I thought only Jian Yifeng had reached this realm,” Mu Rufeng stated.
“It seems that due to the Empress Dowager’s birthday banquet, so old masters will co, and they will unveil the hidden Heavenly Prides,” Zhao Yanran said.
“This birthday banquet is sure to be a blooming event, I believe there are quite a few hidden exceptional Heavenly Prides,” Zhao Yanran continued.
“We will find out tomorrow,” Mu Rufeng said with a smile.
Lingyan Pavilion is currently quite busy, so Zhao Yanran didn’t have much ti to accompany Mu Rufeng for outings, and they only had a lunch together these few days.
After Mu Rufeng escorted Zhao Yanran back, he returned to Zuixian Tower.
Mu Rufeng did not disturb Ye Lin and his fellow disciples during their al but went directly to the top floor and booked another private room.
Then he sent Xiaocui to invite Ye Lin over.
Before long, Ye Lin entered the private room.
“Xiaocui, you may go, don’t co in without my instructions,” Mu Rufeng ordered Xiaocui.
“Yes, Your Highness,” Xiaocui nodded and then left the private room, closing the door instantly.
After she left, Mu Rufeng imdiately took out an Array Plate and activated a soundproof Array, enveloping the room.
“Director Ye, you’re doing well, becoming the chief disciple of the Heavenly Burial Palace. If I’m correct, the Heavenly Burial Palace is the largest sect in the Eastern Domain,” Mu Rufeng said with a smile.
“You’re too kind. The Da Li Dynasty is arguably the greatest power in the world, and you are the Ninth Prince,” Ye Lin also said with a smile.
“Speaking of which, I didn’t expect you to beco the Ninth Prince, though the probability is random, it’s remarkably low,” Ye Lin remarked, still finding it sowhat incredible.
Mu Rufeng smiled slightly and then explained the matter of identity verification.
About the Taboo Land, the matters concerning it can already be discussed.
“So that explains it, in that case, you need to be careful, many Abnormalities certainly have a lot of power and status,” Ye Lin advised.
“Don’t worry, there’s no Contractor or Abnormality with higher power than . Although I’m the Ninth Prince, it really was like starting in Hell, but I got through it,” Mu Rufeng sighed.
As he spoke, Mu Rufeng ntioned the poisoning incident.
“My respect, truly. To alleviate the poison, you replaced everything but your head. You really can endure,” Ye Lin thought of Mu Rufeng’s suffering and felt a bit trembled.
“By the way, have you t any other Contractors or those Abnormalities? Mu Rufeng asked.
“No, I haven’t seen any Abnormalities, nor any other Contractors. Plus, even if an Abnormality stood in front of you, if you don’t recognize them, you wouldn’t know,” Ye Lin said.
“Hmm? Why is that? Also, why has the Ghost Power in you disappeared, and your cultivation has reached the Soul Refining Realm?” Mu Rufeng queried.
“I woke up like this, Ghost Power was converted into Qi Blood Power, my Contract Level of eight turned into Soul Refining Realm.”
“Moreover, I beca the chief disciple of the Heavenly Burial Palace, raised in so perilous land since childhood, and only these days was I brought back by my master,” Ye Lin explained.
“Is that so? So, you’re saying those Abnormalities standing in front of are unrecognizable because their Ghost Power is also converted to Qi Blood Power, Spiritual Power, or demonic power?” Mu Rufeng asked.
“Indeed,” Ye Lin nodded.
“It seems this instance cannot be returned to in a short ti, thankfully, the ti ratio is one to a hundred,” Mu Rufeng said.
“Yes, by the way, do you think our final mission will be to resist the invasion of the Mysterious World?” Ye Lin said, taking up his teacup and taking a sip.
“Highly likely, and barring any accidents, I should beco the Crown Prince,” Mu Rufeng said.
“Pfft!” Ye Lin imdiately spewed out the tea.
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