The Magician of Cultivation

The door of the hall slowly opened, and two old men walked in side by side.

The man on the left has white hair and black armor, and carries a tall, bright white sword on his back.

He has a square face and is full of majesty, and it is obvious that he has held a high position for a long time.

The person on the right is wearing a dark grey robe and holding a flaming staff. He is slightly younger than the person on the left.

Although there are fine lines at the corners of his eyes, his hair is still shiny black, his lips are a little thin, and his eyes are narrow, like a poisonous snake that chooses its prey.

As soon as the two appeared, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became solemn and depressing.

"Uncle, you...why didn't you tell me in advance that you were coming? Zhen'er could have gone out to greet you."

Xiao Zhen walked forward with a solemn expression and saluted. From his words, it could be inferred that the magician who appeared was the state teacher of Guyue Kingdom, a powerful magician in the middle stage of the great magician realm - Siming Shuo.

"Haha, Zhen'er, Long'er and Tianci, all of you come here."

Simingshuo smiled as he looked at the old man on his left and said in a deep voice, "Let me introduce you to this man, Prince Mingxin. The prince has lived in the palace for a long time and rarely shows up. You probably haven't seen him before."

"Prince Mingxin?"

Xiao Zhen's heart was shocked and his eyes couldn't help but flicker.

There are two top martial artists in Guyue Kingdom. One is Xiao Yalan, the ancestor of the Xiao family, and the other is Prince Mingxin.

Prince Mingxin is quite special, as he is the uncle of the current emperor.

Unlike other princes, Prince Mingxin was not granted a title and left the palace after he came of age.

He was obsessed with martial arts, never married, and was extremely talented. He had always been the guardian of the royal family.

The outside world knows very little about him, and his appearance in the Xiao family must have a purpose.

Xiao Zhen suppressed his surprise and respectfully saluted Prince Mingxin together with Siminglong and Siming Tianci.

Prince Mingxin had a blank expression on his face. He raised his hand slightly to indicate that he did not need to be polite. His eyes swept over the three people one by one, finally stopping on Xiao Zhen.

"Are you Xiao Zhen, the head of the Xiao family?"

Prince Mingxin's sharp eyes seemed to penetrate Xiao Zhen. His voice was low but revealed unquestionable majesty:

"Where is Xiao Yalan? Why didn't she come to greet me when I came here today?"

Xiao Zhen bowed and said, "Don't blame me, Your Majesty. The ancestor is in seclusion and doesn't know that Your Majesty is here. I will send someone to invite him now."

Prince Mingxin frowned slightly, and a powerful aura emanated from him: "Retreat? Is he going to break through?"

Xiao Zhen quickly responded: "I don't know, but the ancestor has been in seclusion for several months."

Prince Mingxin's face was as gloomy as water, and he snorted coldly: "If he really wants to break through, I will not bother him. If he wants to use this as an excuse to escape from me, humph!"

The threat in his words was already obvious.

Seeing this, Simingshuo smiled and said, "Your Majesty, calm down. Old Xiao has always been focused on martial arts, so he would not do this intentionally."

Prince Mingxin glanced at him and his expression eased a little: "I hope so."

Then, Prince Mingxin turned to look at Xiao Zhen and said slowly, "Xiao Zhen, let me ask you, is there a woman named 'Xiao Yulan' in your Xiao family?"

Xiao Zhen was shocked and thought to himself that he came for Xiao Yulan.

He forced himself to remain calm and said, "Your Highness, Yulan is my niece, but...but I don't know where she is now."

"Ok?"

Prince Mingxin frowned, and his cold eyes shot towards Xiao Zhen like an arrow.

"Zhen'er!"

Simingshuo's voice was stern, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction, and he shouted, "I already know everything about your conversation with Long'er just now. Could it be that you still have other thoughts in your mind?"

As a great magician, his mental power was as overwhelming as a mountain, almost suffocating Xiao Zhen.

Xiao Zhen's forehead was covered with sweat, and he quickly knelt down, "Uncle, Your Majesty, I have absolutely no such intention."

"But that girl has been practicing with Xiao Yalan since she came back last time. I really don't know where she is now."

At this point, he no longer pretended and called Xiao Yalan by her name.