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Although they wanted to, they didn't dare to say those words out loud. Who let this young man have a good father? Who dared to offend him? Unless he got tired of living.

They were actually from the Joy Palace.

The He Huan Palace was one of the holy lands of the Yuan Territory. It had been passed down for nearly ten thousand years and was one of the oldest factions in the Yuan Territory.

This Holy Land was very famous, but it wasn't a very good one. This was because this Holy Land had a special cultivation method that required men and women to fuse with Yin and Yang, complementing each other.

Even in broad daylight, it was still possible for their disciples to commit such heinous acts in public.

"Young master, don't forget our purpose for coming here. Pure Yin Body is of utmost importance to us, the Joyous Union Palace. So, you …" Otherwise, if the ancestor were to scold us, even the Holy Lord … " The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment before he spoke.

The boy was the son of the master of the Joy Palace, born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

"Humph!" The youth let out a cold snort. His face was dark, but he didn't say anything more. It was clear that he wasn't a brainless person and knew the seriousness of the situation.

He knew that if he let this matter go, those old bastards would not let him off easily, even if his father was the Palace Mistress of the Joyous Union Palace.

"I heard that Qin Yinyue is the fiancée of Crown Prince Ling Yun!" The other youngster's eyes flashed as he spoke in a seemingly casual manner.

He wore a moon-white robe with a layer of golden silk embroidered on it. His body was like a thin veil, and one could faintly see his fair body. There was some faint spirit energy circulating around his body, and a faint pressure was emitting from him.

His identity wasn't simple either. The man and woman looked at him with a hint of respect in their eyes. That woman's watery eyes were constantly throwing him spinach in the autumn …

Hearing what the youth said, the young lord's expression immediately became unsightly. He let out a sneer as a trace of jealousy flashed across his eyes, "Are you talking about that trash that can't cultivate?

Hmph, I can't cultivate. In the end, I'll only be an ant to ordinary people. This young master can easily crush it with one finger.

It was such a disgrace to him, the genius' dad. What a pity that his Pure Yin Body was actually his fiancee.

However, he won't have that chance. When I bring Qin Yinyue away, I'll cripple him and let him know that there are some things that don't have anything to do with him … "

The youth's eyes revealed a hint of a smile before it disappeared in a flash. He was indeed a trash, but how good were you? If you go and cause trouble for him, that would be what I would wish for.

That Ling family used to have a middle stage Martial Saint. Even if they were to decline now, my Joyous Union Palace would still be extremely afraid …

As long as you die, or make a huge mistake, even if your father is the palace master, the forefathers wouldn't easily forgive you. This way, you'll be completely cut off from the identity as the palace master's successor …

Glimmers danced in the eyes of the man and woman as they frowned slightly. They were not young and knew about the worldly matters, so they naturally knew what the young man in front of them was planning. However, they did not say anything.

This was because that young lord was truly not pleasing to the eyes. Moreover, this young master had a very high chance of becoming a Holy Lord in the future.

In the other room, sat an old man and a young man. The old man's eyes were deep and ancient, and there were violent energy fluctuations hidden within his body.

The young man had a sharp angle and was as beautiful as jade. He had a refined smile on his face, but it was hard to conceal the arrogance within it. His eyes were sharp as he looked in the direction of the War King's Mansion.