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"Boss, you're amazing!"
"Boss, you're awesome!"
"Boss, you're so handsome!"
"Boss, I want to have your babies!"
Ignoring the meaningless and shameless flattery of the Text Licking Dog System, Xia Ji returned to the carriage, lowered the curtain, and instructed Coachman to continue on their way.
The news of King Jing's only son defeating a contemporary disciple of the Great Snow Mountain in one move on the street was naturally not going to escape the ears of those who were paying attention.
In fact, at the very moment it happened, the news spread from the ten-mile-long street of Shengjing City in all directions.
Duke An Guo's Residence.
"Slap!"
The crisp sound of a slap echoed far and wide, showcasing just how furious the person who delivered it was at that moment.
Chen Dingmo, who had been kneeling on the soft Cushion, couldn't help but lean back slightly, his face filled with disbelief.
He raised his hand to cover his face and saw that half of it was swelling visibly, with five clear red marks.
"You fool! Look at what you've done!"
Chen Hongxi glared at this ungrateful and often troublesome illegitimate son, his eyes filled with disgusted anger.
This incident indirectly slapped the Great Snow Mountain in the face, and he couldn't help but wonder what kind of price they would have to pay for it; just thinking about it made Chen Hongxi's head ache.
"Slap~"
Another slap landed on his son's other cheek.
"Finally symmetrical," Chen Hongxi said as he made both sides of his son's face swell up like a pig's head, feeling a bit better; otherwise, it just looked too awkward.
Yunxi Princess Mansion. Back Garden.
"Are you Xiao Ji?" A girl dressed in a bright palace outfit smiled, her expression teasing.
Xia Ji twitched the corner of his mouth.
He swore that if the person saying this wasn't his nominal elder sister, he would definitely make her pay a painful price.
Damn it, why not just say it directly? With such a big person, can't she understand a little?
"Sister Yunxi, your Supreme Forgetting Emotion Sect cultivation isn't quite up to par." Xia Ji said helplessly.
Princess Yunxi had become a disciple of the Sacred Land Taishang Forgetting Emotions Path three years ago and had stayed there for three years. This year, she was finally allowed to come down the mountain to visit Shengjing City.
The Supreme Forgetting Emotion Sect is one of the few sacred-level forces in the Xuanhuang Great World. Usually, disciples rarely travel outside; they generally cultivate and comprehend on the mountain, not getting involved in the disputes of the Xuanhuang Great World.
"What did you say?" Princess Yunxi put her hands on her hips.
Xia Ji instinctively wanted to run away, but just as he lifted his foot, his ear suddenly hurt from being pinched by a small hand. "Did you forget? I practice the Supreme Forgetting Emotion Sect's Way of Action at Will, which is completely different from those wooden people who cultivate the Way of Non-Action."
Xia Ji grinned through gritted teeth, forcing out a smile that looked worse than crying.
"Sister Yunxi, have you reached the Half-Step Divine Sea Realm?"
"Truly worthy of being our royal family's most talented younger generation of martial artists in five hundred years!"
Xia Ji gave a thumbs up in praise.
The hand that was pinching Xia Ji's ear released him, and Princess Yunxi raised her chin slightly, responding with a faint "hm," waving her hand modestly, "It's alright; I had already broken through to the Fusion Realm when I went up the mountain three years ago. Achieving Half-Step Divine Sea Realm at fifteen isn't anything special."
"Hmph, if you weren't my nominal elder sister, I would have eaten you," Xia Ji muttered softly. However, Xia Ji had heard from the princess of her household that Princess Yunxi was not the biological daughter of Ruyang Wang, but rather an adopted daughter taken in during the time when the Duke of Ruyang led his army to conquer Western Chu.
The other guests were quite shaken, their fragile hearts shattering continuously, but they still had to flatter and compliment each other with sweet words.
"Don't just talk about me; how about you?" Princess Yunxi said with her arms crossed, intrigued. "It's been three years since I last saw you. That little brat who hid behind me and asked for help to beat people up has suddenly become someone capable of defeating the contemporary disciple of the Great Snow Mountain."
"What? Is that true?"
"Such a thing happened?"
"The Saint Void Young Master was actually defeated in one move by His Highness the Crown Prince?!"
"His Highness the Crown Prince Xia Jian is truly terrifying!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the noise in the hall became incessant. The attendees had not yet received news of Xia Ji defeating the Saint Void Young Master, but Princess Yunxi, as the host of this gathering, was well-informed about the matter.
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