Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path Chapter 830: 641: I Am Not a Spiritual Weapon Master Chapter

Chapter 830: Chapter 641: I Am Not a Spiritual Weapon Master Chapter 642: The Illegitimate Child_3

When the third Spirit Tide arrives in another month’s ti, a wave of Divine Martial Realm masters will erge in droves—would there still be a chance for ?

Thus, this Heavenly Star Stone must be obtained no matter what.

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The Da Xuan Jade Capital, abundant with treasures and prosperity, bustled with people flowing in endless streams.

After trekking through countless stretches of desolate wilderness, this group of travelers—despite knowing that the journey ahead promised misfortune—could not help but take a long relieved breath upon feeling the lively human presence.

At last, no one would suddenly attack from the shadows.

No formidable adversaries would appear.

Thinking back, among those traveling this path, only one guardian house servant had fallen, while the rest of the accompanying experts remained untouched. Indeed, this was exceptionally fortunate.

Raising their eyes to the youth in green walking at the forefront, reverence blood in the gaze of every individual.

By now, there was no doubt left in their minds.

The arrogant air Zhou Ping’an had projected during the initial recruitnt into the mission was entirely a facade.

In truth, it was precisely that arrogance that misled everyone into feeling that, given his skillset, his participation in this mission was natural.

Yet now, this magnanimous composure and the effortless grace of a Grandmaster… left them distinctly incredulous.

Had he joined with this air of refinent, even the Zhao Family would likely have hesitated to accept, fearing he might be so eminent figure seeking to ddle with their affairs. Could it be… he intends to use Southern Lake’s Zhao Family as a pawn, inserting himself into the equation to orchestrate so grand sche?

They had just arrived at the front gates of White Tiger Street’s Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion.

A crowd had gathered, teeming with noise and commotion.

At the enormous mansion’s fore, guardian house servants were setting off firecrackers that crackled energetically.

A rotund middle-aged man, with a round face and large ears, clad in opulent silk garnts, greeted cordially with cupped hands and a smile, saying, “This ti, my son has been fortunate to perfectly inherit the Prince’s bloodline cultivation technique. Three days from now, he will also receive the Golden Thunder Axe, thus ensuring succession has been secured. Esteed friends and family, should you not disdain it, we invite you to co to the mansion for a cup of celebratory wine…”

“Well said, Third Elder Zhao—what generosity.”

“Even though so of us lack the status to visit and celebrate in person, we’ll offer a toast from afar to share in the joy. The lineage of Heavenly Martial stands mighty and shining. Their contributions to Da Xuan are unparalleled, and now, with a successor, it truly is a blessing.”

“Who is this Third Elder Zhao?” soone swiftly inquired.

There was a faint sense of unease in the air.

“Third Elder Zhao—rumor has it that he’s the sole surviving progeny of the Heavenly Martial King, raised in a separate estate and not born of the principal wife. In the past, he dared not reveal his identity, but now that the King is nearing the end of his lifespan, they’ve summoned him along with his own son to Jade Capital.”

“Oh, so he’s an illegitimate child.”

“Watch your tongue. The Eldest Young Master Zhao and Second Young Master Zhao both gave their lives on the battlefield, shedding their final drop of blood for the nation. Fortunately, the Heavenly Martial King still has his bloodline remaining…

This Third Elder Zhao, no matter his previous status, is now a legitimate Zhao Family descendant. His son, Zhao Nanxin, if he inherits the Thunder Spirit Axe, will inevitably ascend to greatness, becoming a pillar of Da Xuan. You should all refrain from idle speculation.”

Hearing this, Mr. Yu’s heart sank. It seed their group, who had rushed all the way here through hardship, braving the elents to reach Yudu City, was now faced with the grim reality that the heir to the Heavenly Martial Prince Mansion had already been decided—and perhaps even the Golden Thunder Axe had already been passed down.

Had they co all this way only to make fools of themselves?

Though they had initially speculated sothing like this might happen, confronting the actuality was far more disheartening.

At that mont, faced with truth, the entire caravan sank into an utter state of despair.

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This morning, I felt a bit more refreshed and managed to write two chapters. Thank you all for your blessings and support.