884: This fellow Daoist looks somewhat unfamiliar.

Let alone young people, even those like them walked this path step by step back then.

However, this time, the Heavenly Hall's reach has extended to the imperial family, so it must be cut off.

Shi Qingxuan and the other two are core figures of the Dynasty, wielding immense power.

If they are involved with the Heavenly Hall, then beneath them, there must be many others connected to the Heavenly Hall.

If this continues, the Heavenly Hall's constant infiltration might affect the imperial family's control, which is unacceptable.

The Marquis of Eight Desolations smiled and said, "Now that you say that, I'm relieved."

The Eastern Wilderness Emperor pondered for a moment: "You can handle the matter of the Heavenly Hall as you see fit, but that Xie Weilou… he's very strange! Does our imperial family really want to form a marriage alliance with him?"

The Marquis of Eight Desolations said, "His background is indeed very complex, with connections to the Reincarnation Sect, the Lin clan, the Danhe Realm, Chu Qingtian, and so on, making him difficult to fully comprehend. However, he is a promising talent, worth cultivating, and more importantly… he inherited my legacy, so I must protect him."

Regarding Xie Weilou's origins, he actually had a rough guess, because the legacy he left behind was in the East Sea, beyond the Barren Desert.

That boy being able to obtain those things certainly means he is not from the Eastern Wilderness; no one who comes from such a resource-scarce area is simple.

However, he alone needed to know about this matter; he couldn't tell anyone else.

Otherwise, it might bring some trouble to that boy.

The Eastern Wilderness Emperor smiled and said, "What you say makes sense, but which princess do you think is suitable?"

The Marquis of Eight Desolations shook his head: "I don't know! That boy has a close relationship with that heavenly pride from the Lin family; ordinary women won't catch his eye, and he might not even like this marriage alliance. There's no need to bind young people with such matters; let them follow their own paths."

The so-called marriage was merely a verbal agreement; the final outcome would depend on the young people themselves. If it was suitable, it would naturally be fulfilled.

The Eastern Wilderness Emperor said with a complex expression: "The Lin clan's heavenly pride is indeed extraordinary! She alone wields three supreme emperor artifacts, and can even use them. She is the only one in all of history. Her future might only be something to look up to."

In this Eastern Wasteland Dynasty, among the younger generation, there was simply no one who could gain the recognition of an supreme emperor artifact. Thinking of this, he felt another wave of envy towards the Lin clan.

The Lin clan, what good fortune!

Two emperors from one family, and now another heavenly pride with the potential of a Great Emperor has appeared. Perhaps a third Great Emperor will be born in the future, which is truly enviable.

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After walking out of the alley.

A bronze carriage entered Xie Weilou's sight, with two black-clad men following on each side of the carriage.

"..."

Xie Weilou glanced at the carriage and was about to leave.

"Wait!"

The carriage stopped, and a voice sounded.

Xie Weilou stopped his steps and looked at the carriage.

"This fellow daoist, you look a bit unfamiliar."

From within the carriage, a young man in a gray robe, exuding nobility, with deep eyes, stepped down.

Xie Weilou looked at the young man and said with a faint smile, "We don't know each other, so isn't it normal that I look unfamiliar?"

"You have a point! I am Ye Lingxu. May I know your esteemed name, fellow daoist?"

The young man said with a smile.

Xie Weilou smiled faintly: "I am Xie Weiruo!"

Ye Lingxu?

The First Prince of the imperial family, he was a heavenly pride.

"Xie Weiruo? An interesting name! I heard that some time ago, a master named Xie Weilou appeared in the Eastern Wilderness. May I know what connection you have with him, fellow daoist?"

Ye Lingxu scrutinized Xie Weilou, with a look of assessment in his eyes.

"There's no particular connection. Perhaps he knew my great name and deliberately imitated it."

Xie Weilou shrugged.

"Is fellow daoist very famous? How interesting!"

Ye Lingxu's smile deepened.

Xie Weilou pondered for a moment, then said, "After tonight, I think my fame will be quite great."

"How so?"

Ye Lingxu became interested.

Xie Weilou extended a hand towards Ye Lingxu: "I have heard of your great name, Ye Lingxu. Let's spar! Tonight, This Xie was set up by someone, and I'm not in a very good mood, so I'll give you a beating to vent my frustrations."

It was a good opportunity to test the strength of this First Prince.

Seeing this First Prince, he thought of Yan Junlin again. Counting the time, it seemed like it had been a long time since he had seen that guy. He wondered how he was doing.

If he saw him, his good brother definitely needed a beating!

"Presumptuous!"

The two black-clad men beside the carriage shouted loudly, and a Palace Knocking aura permeated, directly crushing towards Xie Weilou.

Ye Lingxu waved his hand, signaling the two black-clad men not to act. He looked at Xie Weilou: "Since fellow daoist has said so, then I shall certainly give it a try."

Boom!

After speaking, he instantly lunged at Xie Weilou, erupting with a Palace Knocking aura. He threw a punch, and the punch print was domineering, its power fierce.

"..."

Xie Weilou smiled playfully and met the punch with his own.

Their fists collided, a series of explosive sounds rang out, the ground shattered, and dust flew.

Bang!

After one punch, Ye Lingxu's arm cracked, his body flew back more than ten meters, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Such a powerful physical body..."

Ye Lingxu's expression was extremely solemn.

His physical body was comparable to a Dao artifact. In a contest of strength, he rarely lost. He didn't expect that after exchanging a punch with this person, he would actually be repelled.

Xie Weilou looked at Ye Lingxu: "Your physical strength doesn't seem to be much! It seems it hasn't even reached the level of a creation treasure artifact."

In a contest of physical body and soul, among the younger generation, Xie Weilou feared no one. Even if some of the older generation came, he would not be afraid in the slightest.

"..."

Ye Lingxu's mouth twitched. creation treasure artifact?

What was he thinking?

His physical body, even fighting with his life, was only a high-grade Dao artifact! If he used the power of his bloodline and physique, it could be slightly improved.

Even so, among those of the same level, he could find few opponents in a physical body contest.

The Zhou Tian Holy Son, with his unparalleled Hegemon Body, was indeed a formidable opponent with whom he could engage in a physical body clash.

The two black-clad men beside the carriage also felt a tightening in their hearts, and their gazes towards Xie Weilou held a hint of surprise. This person actually won against the First Prince in a contest of physical strength?

"Again!"

Xie Weilou's figure moved, instantly appearing before Ye Lingxu, raising his leg and sweeping out a whip kick.

"So fast..."

Ye Lingxu's heart tightened; he had no time to dodge and could only instinctively block with his arm.

Bang!

Xie Weilou's whip kick struck Ye Lingxu's arm, and the powerful force directly sent Ye Lingxu flying.

Before Ye Lingxu could stabilize his body, Xie Weilou appeared out of thin air in front of him. He grabbed Ye Lingxu's shoulder, suddenly raised his knee, and directly struck towards the other's chest.

"Not good..."

Ye Lingxu's face changed, and he instinctively tried to block, but he was still a step too late.

Boom!

Xie Weilou's knee fiercely struck Ye Lingxu's chest.

A roar sounded, Ye Lingxu's chest caved in, bones shattered, internal organs ruptured, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth...