King Qingtian, Ji Wuya! Is this the level of Yuanying?

The middle-aged man, dressed in a luxurious royal robe, arrived in an instant, appearing before the three almost in the blink of an eye.

He didn't even utter any extra words; a terrifying pressure belonging to a Nascent Soul Realm Great Power, like a celestial river pouring down, crashed upon them!

The primary target of the pressure was clear, directly locking onto Lin Mo.

“Pfft!”

Just a slight ripple of the dispersed aftermath caused Liu Fang's body to tremble violently, and she nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Her Golden Core Realm cultivation seemed so fragile and unbearable under this mountain-like pressure, her figure swaying precariously, almost falling from the sky.

Ji Lingxue's situation was slightly better, but she was still suffering.

She braced herself, struggling to resist the pressure that almost crushed her Divine Soul, and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth.

“Royal Uncle, what is the meaning of this?”

However, Ji Wuya, whom she called Royal Uncle, seemed not to have heard her at all.

He completely ignored Ji Lingxue, his sharp eyes fixed intently on Lin Mo.

The next second, a look of incredulous astonishment appeared on Ji Wuya’s face for the first time.

Because he discovered that his proud Nascent Soul Realm pressure, fully exerted on a young man, actually… received no reaction!

Yes, no reaction at all!

The other party just floated calmly in the air, composed, and even had the leisure to size him up with interest.

How was this possible? !

Lin Mo was indeed observing the other party.

However, after only a few glances, he showed a look of disdain.

“Is that all?”

“Didn’t you eat?”

“I feel like it’s not as powerful as the Nascent Soul Dharma Idol projection I encountered earlier in Hidden Dragon Valley.”

Facing this sudden pressure,

Lin Mo's heart was completely calm.

He even felt like laughing!

With his current strength, he was immeasurably stronger than when he annihilated the Black Fiend Sect a few days ago.

So, let alone a mere Nascent Soul Cultivator.

Even if a Soul Transformation Ancestor were before him, he was confident he could beat the crap out of him!

Ji Wuya’s bit of pressure was truly no different from a gentle breeze caressing his face!

And he still wanted to show off with this… truly disgraceful and laughable!

Looking at Lin Mo, who remained motionless under his pressure.

Ji Wuya’s inner apprehension was almost overflowing!

A Cultivator brought by Ji Lingxue would at most be in the Golden Core Realm; how could he ignore his pressure?

This defied common sense!

“Who is Your Excellency?”

The inner apprehension forced Ji Wuya to speak up and probe, but his tone remained arrogant.

“Xue’er is still young and easily deceived by treacherous people.”

“Your Excellency approaches her so brazenly, what exactly is your purpose?”

His words were clearly intended to sow discord against Ji Lingxue, and at the same time, to pressure Lin Mo into revealing his identity.

However, Lin Mo was too lazy to bother with such a minor character.

He simply turned his head and gave Ji Lingxue a playful smile.

“Eldest Princess, it seems you have a lot of family matters.”

“If it's too troublesome to handle, I can visit another day.”

After speaking, he actually made a move as if to leave, directly kicking this hot potato back to Ji Lingxue.

Your own family's messy affairs, you solve them yourself.

If you solve them, I'll help you.

If you can't solve them, then goodbye.

After all, according to the terms of their previous agreement, he only needed to help open the Secret Realm.

As for this kind of melodramatic palace intrigue… that’s a separate matter; it wasn’t within his scope of involvement.

Of course, if Ji Lingxue was willing to temporarily offer more money, then it wouldn't be impossible for him to take action and cut down the opponent.

It was just a matter of convenience anyway.

“Fellow Daoist Lin!”

“Stay!”

Seeing Lin Mo about to leave, Ji Lingxue's heart suddenly tensed. Ignoring her composure, she quickly reached out and grabbed Lin Mo's arm.

She knew very well that Lin Mo was her only hope to break the deadlock; if he left now, the consequences would be unimaginable!

The entire Ancient Spirit Dynasty might even be ruined in her hands because of this!

Thinking of this, she took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and suddenly turned around, confronting Ji Wuya with an extremely forceful attitude for the first time.

“Royal Uncle, you are meddling a bit too much!”

“Who I make friends with is my private matter; you don’t need to worry about it!”

“Moreover…”

Ji Lingxue paused, then said word by word, “Before Father King went into seclusion, he personally stated that before he emerges, I am to oversee the Dynasty and exercise royal authority!”

“Royal Uncle, do you have any dissatisfaction with your actions today?”

As soon as these words were spoken, Ji Wuya’s body visibly stiffened.

When the words “Father King” came out of Ji Lingxue’s mouth, his originally domineering and aggressive aura instantly faltered.

Ji Wuya stared intently at Ji Lingxue, the expression on his face becoming unpredictable and ever-changing.

But in the end, the terrifying pressure that enveloped the surroundings slowly receded like a tide.

The atmosphere gradually eased.

“Haha, what nonsense is Xue’er speaking?”

After retracting his pressure, a remarkably gentle and false smile instantly replaced the expression on Ji Wuya’s face, as if the tense confrontation from moments ago had never happened.

“Royal Uncle is also concerned about you, fearing that you are young and easily deceived by others.”

As he spoke, he once again cast a probing gaze towards Lin Mo: “May I ask who this young friend is?”

“He is a friend I invited.”

Ji Lingxue merely replied coolly, unwilling to offer further explanation.

Seeing this, Ji Wuya did not press further, only giving Lin Mo a deep look.

But beneath that seemingly gentle gaze, there was a faint, almost imperceptible chilling killing intent.

“Since he is Xue’er’s friend, then he is naturally a distinguished guest of my Ancient Spirit Dynasty.”

“Xue’er, Royal Uncle is also doing this for your own good. As the Eldest Princess overseeing the Dynasty, you must remember not to be used by others!”

“Otherwise, if the generational foundation of my Ancient Spirit Dynasty is ruined in your hands, it would not be good…”

He looked at Ji Lingxue with an unreadable expression, intentionally leaving a divisive remark, then no longer lingered, turning into a streak of light and departing directly.

It wasn't until that figure completely vanished into the horizon that Liu Fang, as if all strength had been drained from her body, softened and began to gasp for breath.

Her back was already completely drenched in cold sweat.

And when she looked at Lin Mo again, her demeanor was no longer one of equality, but filled with an indescribable awe.

That was the full pressure of a Nascent Soul Great Power!

This Fellow Daoist Lin actually managed to withstand it without changing his expression!

What kind of monster was this? !

“I apologize, Fellow Daoist Lin, for making you witness such a scene.”

Ji Lingxue's face was full of apology. She tidied her somewhat disheveled thoughts and proactively explained:

“That was my Royal Uncle, Ji Wuya, titled Heaven-Supporting King, and he is the only Nascent Soul Great Power in my Ancient Spirit Dynasty besides Father King.”

“These past years, he has always coveted the throne, cultivating his own faction in the court, his ambition clearly evident.”

“After Father King entered seclusion, he ordered me to oversee the Dynasty, and he has been opposing me at every turn. Today’s incident was clearly aimed at me.”

“I never expected it to also implicate Fellow Daoist… this is my fault.”

Ji Lingxue’s attitude was very sincere.

After hearing the explanation, Lin Mo nodded noncommittally.

It was indeed a clichéd drama of royal power struggles.

However, he didn't care; as long as he achieved his goal for this trip, the other minor details were actually not important.

Seeing Lin Mo’s calm reaction even after learning Ji Wuya’s identity, Ji Lingxue felt even more fortunate that she had not misjudged him.

She no longer hesitated and made a solemn gesture of invitation.

“Fellow Daoist Lin, let’s enter the city.”

“Some matters must be expedited.”