C378 Enter Monarch Mansion

"What are you saying!?" You are a Young Lord of the The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven, everyone here approves of you. " Nan Mucheng corrected Nan Feng's words.

Nan Feng laughed, he knew that for large powers like the Nanfen Country, they paid the most attention to the details of the direct line of descent, the branches, etc.

"Don't look down on our The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven. Even though we are currently in a difficult situation, our clan's influence is not something that an ordinary sect or empire can compare to. Aside from you being at the seventh stage of Master, it will not be difficult for us The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven to wipe out all the enemies there. " Nan Mucheng said.

Foundations! Nan Feng knew that this was his foundation, that the whereabouts of the Monarch Nan Tian was unknown. If the Monarch Nan Tian was here, with a supreme expert guarding the place, then it would be a huge monster.

"I wonder what the Emperor is thinking. If the elder's Iron Guard appears, then he would know about everything. Don't tell me that he really doesn't care and just continues fighting like this?" Nan Mucheng shook his head.

"The most important is the Heartless Emperor's clan. He has many descendants, so he might not care about that anymore. Perhaps he thinks that only fighting will give birth to elites, and survival of the fittest. Those are the rules of survival." Nan Feng concluded that this was probably the thought of the Emperor Nan Fen.

"Feelings... In our Nan family, there aren't many who have the qualifications to meet him, and they indeed don't have much relationship with him. Even the Third Uncle would have to address the Emperor of South Asgard as uncle, but right now, we are meeting with blade and weapon. When he sees his uncle, he will definitely kill him. " Nan Mucheng laughed bitterly.

"Granduncle, don't think too much about it. Back then, my grandnephew was beaten half to death and was thrown to the unmarked cemetery. He is much more miserable than I am now." Nan Feng smiled as he recounted his past.

"That's because you don't know it yourself. I know that I don't have any blood relation to you, but can I be the same as great-uncle?" Nan Mucheng's mood improved a little after hearing what Nan Feng said.

"Isn't that worse than great-uncle? But now, his grandnephew is a King of the town of the Purple Thorn Empire, his prestige spread far and wide! I will be able to overcome the difficulties of the past, and The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven will also be able to overcome the difficulties of the present. " Nan Feng said.

"A prince in the Nan Huang area doesn't have much weight, but it's true that you're enjoying your life quite comfortably. You cheated two of her daughters, that's also quite true." Nan Mucheng said while smiling, he knew that it was not easy for Nan Feng to become a King of the town from being someone who had nothing at all.

"What's a scam? We can't communicate anymore, let's drink! " Nan Feng poured Nan Mucheng a cup of wine.

"Everyone else thinks you're taking advantage of them, but in reality? If nothing goes wrong with our The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven, the Empire's Princess, the King's daughter, and the sect's daughter, they are all at your disposal. There is no such thing as Shuanghua and Yi Yi being married off. " Nan Mucheng said.

"They shouldn't be able to marry each other, right? Your nephew is not your consort, but your highness, your King of the town! " Nan Feng corrected Nan Mucheng's thoughts.

"Can't you just speak a little less? No wonder your father-in-law always said that you were a bastard and that your great-uncle didn't like it in the beginning. Nan Mucheng said as he looked at Nan Feng.

Nan Feng was a little speechless, while the Hua Shang King scolded him from behind.

After chatting for a while longer, Nan Feng started to meditate and cultivate.

As for the Teleportation Array, Nan Xianghe had already arranged for people to set it up, but it was not something that could be set up in a short period of time.

As he advanced, other than communicating with Nan Mucheng, Nan Feng spent the rest of his time cultivating. This also allowed Nan Mucheng to understand why he could cultivate to such a high level at such a young age, it was because Nan Feng had perseverance and effort.

Two months later, Nan Feng and Nan Mucheng arrived at the outskirts of Capital of Nanfen, a stronghold of the The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven.

"Nan Feng, my great-uncle can only come here to receive you. Within the Capital of Nanfen, there are too many people who can sense my uncle's presence. Nan Mucheng looked at Nan Feng and asked.

"I'll remember it." Nan Feng nodded.

"Don't be too worried, even if a fight were to occur, our The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven's Death Soldiers will still be able to delay it a little longer, more than enough for you to return here. As long as you get here, great-uncle will give you the chance to retreat. "Granduncle might not be able to fight against a seventh-ranked giant, but he can still take care of it." said. He and Nan Xianghe had already made arrangements, which meant that no matter what price they had to pay, they had to ensure Nan Feng's safety.

"Master Third Uncle, that won't happen. I will be careful." With that, Nan Feng left.

While walking forward, Nan Feng looked at the map.

The rescue plan this time had a comprehensive route to take. Some would send Nan Feng to the Monarch Nanli's Mansion, while others would follow and retreat.

The gates of the Nanfen Country were guarded by the guard, but they were not inspected. Because there was no need, order was good in the city.

After entering the Capital of Nanfen, Nan Feng went to a tavern, and was then led by a servant to the tavern's backyard.

"Young Lord, the date of the operation is two days from now. You should rest here for these two days." The Owner of the tavern spoke out, he was someone from the The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven.

Nan Feng nodded and entered his room to rest.

Tie Yi bowed in front of the bamboo building and reported to the Emperor Nan Fen.

"Within the last month, the death warriors of the The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven have gathered at the Capital of Nanfen, and all of them are hidden in the surrounding areas of the Monarch Nanli's Mansion. Other than that, Nan Mucheng and Nan Feng arrived at a villa which was located outside the Capital of Nanfen and belonged to a The Residence of the Emperor of South Heaven. Then, Nan Feng entered the city. " Tie Yi said.

"Attacking Monarch Nanli's Mansion is unrealistic, we're plotting something, we're plotting it all for Xiang Jun! That's right, they had come for Xiang Jun. Did a little fellow think of the Monarch Nanli's Mansion to save someone? Nan Mucheng is confused! " Emperor Nan Fen muttered.

No one in Nanfen Country could compare to his subordinate probe in terms of depth and ability. He could know whatever was happening in the Nanfen Country as long as he wanted to know.

"Emperor, they must have some sort of plan. When they retreated a while ago, they naturally did not choose to fight recklessly. Perhaps they have some sort of plan. Tie Er said that Nan Feng was a powerful being in the Nan Huang, and according to the information that Tie Er had transmitted from the probe, he is now an intermediate Wu Zong, and he would not act rashly if he did not know his cultivation. " Tie Yi bowed and said.

'Fighting with wits and courage … ' This Seat will also go take a look, how will they fight this time? " The Southern Burning Emperor was interested.

Two days later, the agreed upon time, Nan Feng handed the Jiang Shan Scroll Painting over to the tavern's Owner. Then he disappeared into the room.

The Owner of the tavern gave the Jiang Shan Scroll Painting to a guard who just came out. The guard took the Jiang Shan Scroll Painting, which was only the size of a forefinger, and returned to the Monarch Nanli's Mansion.

While they were patrolling, the guard threw the Jiang Shan Scroll Painting into a courtyard.

There was a middle-aged man sitting in the yard. He looked elegant like a scholar. He had a pair of sword-like eyebrows, and his eyes were bright and full of spirit. He sat quietly in the yard.