Wonderful Immortal Doctor

Seeing a guard turn and enter the city, Chen Wanli glanced sideways at the two women beside him:

"Do you know anything about the Wangmang clan's ancestral god who is half-buried in the ground?"

Just as Xiang Qing was about to speak, her older sister Xiang Jing interrupted her: "After the eight great clans of the God Clan fell into the Demon Cave, they fought frequently against demons and monsters. Many of their God Ancestors perished, and their strength was greatly diminished."

However, apart from the Xiangshou clan and the Huaxu clan who lost the protection of the Divine Ancestor, the other six clans all had one or two members remaining from the Divine Ancestor.

The Wang Mang clan's strength ranked among the top three in the God Clan, and they almost became the leader of the God Clan Alliance, all thanks to this God Ancestor.

Unfortunately, after being injured in the battle with the Demon King, his path to Void Refinement was severed.

"There were rumors a thousand years ago that he died from his serious injuries. However, Wang Mang denied this."

Chen Wanli's lips twitched. This was just reciting from the script.

Without even asking, I knew it was information I'd learned from books.

However, some crucial yet hidden things are not necessarily recorded in books.

Xiangjue felt Chen Wanli's gaze and straightened his back slightly. When it came to understanding various news, he was second only to the clan elder.

For centuries, he had been in charge of collecting information.

"Ahem, actually it wasn't that everyone believed Wang Mang just because she denied it. It was mainly because of two pieces of news later."

"First, the Wangmang clan had a feud with the Dragon Palace. The Dragon King was furious and came to their door. When Wangmang Chong and Wangmang He were defeated and humiliated, the Divine Ancestor in Wangmang City released his aura and asked if the Dragon King wanted to fight to the death."

Although it never showed its face, its sheer aura was enough to frighten the Dragon King into retreating!

"The Dragon King is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. The fact that he was able to be frightened away shows that the residual power of that Divine Ancestor is still present."

"Secondly, the demons once wanted to open up a battlefield in the area between the Wangmang clan and the Fangfeng clan, just like the frontier of the Huaxu clan, which was harassed by the Thousand Demon Cave."

But the Demon Emperor refused. Normally, after the demon race reached an agreement with the demon race, they would obey the demon race's orders in everything, but the Demon Emperor refused this particular request.

I've also heard a rumor that the Demon Emperor refused because he feared that God Ancestor.

Xiangjue explained in great detail, and after finishing, he raised an eyebrow slightly and said with a complicated expression, "This is also the reason why I stopped Chen Shenzu from coming here before."

"Trying to seize the year's timber from the Wang Mang clan is like trying to fish in troubled waters; it could very well result in a lose-lose situation!"

Chen Wanli remained silent, pondering the information Xiangjue had provided.

The Dragon King was intimidated, and even the Demon Emperor was wary?

But then it's said that he was no match for the Demon King in their battle?

Based on his current understanding of the Demon Cave, the Demon King, Dragon King, and Demon Emperor are roughly of similar combat strength, with little difference between them.

Therefore, these two pieces of information conflict!

If they are no match for the Demon King, how can they intimidate the Dragon King, who is of equal strength to the Demon King?

Is it possible that some parts are real and some are fake?

However, it may not be a third possibility; behind what seems illogical, there may be unknown information.

Chen Wanli had a feeling that it might be related to the spirit of the Year Wood!

Let alone the Xiang sisters, even Xiang Jue, in terms of both status and strength, is not qualified to access the true secrets of other clans.

So we can only wait and see.

About the time of one stick of incense.

The guard at the city gate had a jade pendant shining at his waist. He picked it up, placed it on his forehead, and after sensing the message, bowed to Chen Wanli and his group not far away.

"Everyone, please come in!"

Fang Fenghu immediately took the lead and walked inside, but before he could even take a step, he was blocked by the guard again.

"Your brother-in-law said that the entourage you brought can stay. But you should return to Fangfeng!"

The guard waved his hand dismissively.

"???"

Fang Fenghu's expression changed slightly, and his gaze involuntarily turned towards the city.

It has to be said that even the dumbest person would sense something was wrong, let alone someone as extremely intelligent as him.

There must be something fishy going on in Wangmang City!

If we can get in and find out something, besides being able to explain to Chen Wanli, it might also benefit Fangfeng.

Thinking of this, he immediately sneered: "The followers I brought must be handed over to my brother-in-law personally, otherwise how can I have peace of mind?"

Upon hearing this, the guard at the gate's lips drooped slightly, his expression complex and amused. Seeing the suspicious looks directed at Chen Wanli and the others, he stepped aside to make way for them.

"Then do as you please! Anyway, I've already conveyed your brother-in-law's message!"

Chen Wanli and his party followed the guards into the city.

"By the way, may this gentleman's name be?"

“Jia Zhengchu!” Chen Wanli said casually.

Using Zi Qingyang's name before won't work here.

After all, the surname Zi is most likely Hua Xu Shi in the Demon Cave, which would easily expose the truth.

The surname Jia is quite interesting, as it sounds like "false".

Even if it falls into other people's ears, they will only think that it is a fake name that was deliberately used.

It is quite reasonable for exiles to seek refuge elsewhere and change their ways.

However, the guard seemed quite casual, asking only that one question before refusing to ask any further.

Hidden within Xiang Jing's wide sleeve was a divine stone, used to transmit a message: "I feel something is not right!"

"What's wrong?" Xiang Qing followed behind her sister, also holding a Divine Sense Stone.

In other clan cities, their strength was too weak to directly transmit their thoughts, for fear of being detected by a more powerful divine sense without their knowledge.

The sound transmission array on the Divine Thought Stone can prevent being spied on.

"We came here as exiles. If Wang Mang were willing to take us in, wouldn't he ask us questions in detail?"

Xiangjue walked beside Xiangqing and shook his head.

“That’s right!” Xiang Jing walked beside Chen Wanli, only to see that Chen Wanli remained calm.

"Should we still go in?" Xiang Qing subconsciously looked around.

"This Chen Shenzu, I don't know if he's deep-seated or just dull-witted, he always seems like a headstrong greenhorn!"

While transmitting his thoughts through the Divine Sense Stone, Xiangjue coughed a few times at Chen Wanli, trying to give him a subtle signal with his eyes.

But Chen Wanli turned around and only glanced at him.

"Heh, look at him, he just doesn't understand the hints at all! And he's so arrogant, thinking his Nascent Soul cultivation is so great. Doesn't he know there are probably several Nascent Soul cultivators around the Wang Mang clan right now..."

Xiangjue's rambling and indecisive behavior ultimately stemmed from a sense of guilt.

At this moment, Xiang Qing cautiously said, "In fact, Chen Shenzu is extremely intelligent and powerful, and he knows what he's doing!"

“Exactly! And he’s also broad-minded, which is admirable!” Xiang Jing chimed in.

"??? What do you mean?" Xiangjue paused in his steps.

Then, as if realizing something, his expression suddenly changed drastically: "You, you gave him the Divine Sense Stone too?"

"Here, I've given it to you..."

Hearing Xiang Qing's affirmative words, Xiang Jue felt his blood run cold, filled with embarrassment and fear:

"I...I didn't mean that, I..."

However, Chen Wanli didn't stop walking and followed the guards into a side hall.

Four men were sitting in the side hall.

Although the guests were supposed to be there, the four men did not get up to greet them.

The oldest among them was wearing a crimson robe, with a gaunt face covered in age spots, and his hands were hidden in his sleeves, making him look lifeless.

"This is the third elder of our Wangmang clan!" the guard introduced, then stepped back towards the door.

"Sit!" The Third Elder raised his eyes and glanced around at Chen Wanli and the others, then slightly raised his chin.

The remaining three also looked over.

One of the middle-aged men frowned when he looked at Fangfenghu.

Fang Fenghu stepped forward and greeted him, "Brother-in-law!"

However, the middle-aged man did not speak.

Fangfenghu took a step back and stopped talking.

Chen Wanli nodded calmly and sat down in an empty chair.

Judging from their expressions, the group exchanged glances, all showing a hint of surprise.

Xiang Qing, Xiang Jing, and Xiang Jue were all extremely tense at this moment.

The side hall was dark and cold, with the flickering light of the oil lamp casting a shadowy and oppressive atmosphere over the four members of the Wang Mang clan.

“Two half-saints, two late-stage Dao Infant,” Xiangjue transmitted his voice through the Divine Sense Stone.

This is already a very strong fighting force.

"Were these three exiled with you?" the elder asked.

"No. It's because Jia was wandering around and wanted to avoid being lonely, so he got married and had children..." Chen Wan said without changing his expression.

Xiang Jing immediately nodded in greeting: "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Xiang Qing and Xiang Jue's smiles were somewhat stiff, and just like that, they became Chen Wanli's "children".

"A son and a daughter, what a blessing!" The third elder said with a half-smile.

"It is indeed a blessing." Chen Wanli had a contented look on his face, enjoying the happiness of having offspring and being immersed in the joy of family life.

The four members of the Wang Mang clan all smiled.

At this moment, Chen Wanli did indeed exude the air of an exile seeking peace.

“Bring tea!”

The hoarse voice of the three elders rang out.

Soon a servant brought tea and then quickly withdrew.

Fangfeng Hu Touda sat to one side, holding a teacup, his heart pounding.

What kind of show is this? He really couldn't understand it.

But when Chen Wanli's act was exposed, Feng Hu had no chance to escape.

"How fragrant! I have never tasted such spiritual tea before!" Xiang Qing exclaimed in amazement as he held up the teacup and smelled it.

The mirror nodded in agreement.

Even Xiangjue, after taking a sip, showed amazement.

It was just a sip of tea, but drinking it felt like some kind of supreme elixir.

My spiritual energy surged through my body, making me feel completely comfortable.

Chen Wanli knew that these three were intentionally reminding him that this spiritual tea was no ordinary tea.

This piqued his curiosity, so he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then calmly put it down, though a hint of admiration flashed deep in his eyes.