“Tenth Prince!”
“Wudu is here!”
The captain of the guards, Xuan Kai, respectfully reminded as they neared the chariot.
“Hmm.”
“Proceed.”
Ning Ye nodded, his thoughts dwelling on how he had finally reached this point.
“Yes!”
Xuan Kai complied, sending the 3,000 Divine Strategy Cavalry back to their encampment outside Wudu, leaving only a dozen or so of the iron cavalrymen to escort Ning Ye’s chariot as it slowly entered the massive, majestic city—Wudu.
Boom!
The gates of Wudu opened.
As Ning Ye officially set foot in, an immediate uproar erupted.
Countless cultivators and citizens of Wudu lined the streets, staring curiously at the chariot. They wondered what the Tenth Prince looked like—was he as dazzling and awe-inspiring as the legends claimed?
After all, Ning Ye was to become the future son-in-law of the Junlin Empire, whose second miss was held in even higher esteem than the imperial princess in the eyes of the Wudu citizens. If Ning Ye didn’t live up to their expectations, they certainly wouldn’t treat him well.
“Daddy, why is everyone staring at us?”
Su Su peered through the carriage window, watching the eager and curious citizens and cultivators of Wudu. She tilted her head and asked.
“Because, they all like Su Su,” Ning Ye gently ruffled her soft hair and responded with a smile.
“Is that so?” Su Su blinked her large, innocent eyes and looked at Ning Ye, murmuring, “But… they don’t even know me.”
“Why would they like me?”
Heh.
Ning Ye chuckled softly, speaking meaningfully, “That’s alright.”
“Because, before long, they’ll come to know us.”
Hmm.
Su Su nodded firmly. Though she didn’t fully understand what Ning Ye meant, she had never doubted his words.
It’s worth mentioning that, as Ning Ye’s chariot traveled through Wudu’s bustling streets, all the major forces in the area received the news. From that moment, the once tranquil city began to stir—an undercurrent of intrigue replacing the quiet calm.
…
Soon, the chariot came to a stop before a grand estate, its massive “Jun” character engraved prominently on the entrance, causing Ning Ye’s nerves to tighten.
“Tenth Prince!”
“We’ve arrived!”
Xuan Kai softly reminded.
“Good.”
Ning Ye nodded and stepped down from the chariot, holding Su Su’s confused hand.
There, before the estate, stood a curvaceous woman in tight-fitting attire, arms crossed, staring at them. This was none other than Qianye, the once-gorgeous “youth” from Tianmen Pass.
“Indeed.”
“She’s already returned to Wudu.”
Ning Ye raised an eyebrow.
“We meet again, Your Highness the Tenth Prince.” Qianye smiled faintly.
“Yes, we meet again.” Ning Ye returned the smile.
“Let’s go.”
“Into the estate.”
Without much hesitation, Qianye turned and led Ning Ye and Su Su into the Jun family estate.
As soon as they stepped inside, a sweet fragrance of peach blossoms wafted through the air, enveloping them.
“Daddy!”
“Such a nice smell!”
Su Su wiggled her small nose, excitedly tugging at Ning Ye’s arm.
“Yes.”
“It’s very nice.”
Ning Ye nodded, already recognizing the distinct scent of peach blossoms. He knew that Jun Qianyue, the beloved figure of Wudu, had a fondness for peach blossoms. Thus, the Jun estate was filled with a grove of peach trees.
“Dad… Daddy?”
Qianye, who had been observing, suddenly turned her gaze toward Su Su, who was wearing a straw hat, but quickly averted her eyes.
She knew that the girl before her was the one Ning Ye had defied the Xie Sect for—the one he had rescued from Wan Xie Mansion. But this girl couldn’t possibly be Ning Ye’s daughter…
So why did she call him ‘Daddy’?
And what was her true identity?
No matter how Qianye pondered, she couldn’t figure it out.
She led Ning Ye and Su Su into a magnificent palace.
The palace was called the Bright Moon Palace, a place reserved for important guests of the Jun family.
Upon entering the palace, Ning Ye noticed the banquet had already been prepared—clearly timed meticulously by the Jun family. However, the person he had been hoping to see was nowhere in sight. Meanwhile, Su Su, staring at the vast spread of delicacies, couldn’t help but swallow.
This small detail didn’t escape Qianye’s notice. A faint curve formed at the corner of her lips as she spoke softly, “Your Highness, no need to be polite.”
Hearing those words, Su Su looked up at Ning Ye with hopeful eyes and whispered, “Daddy, I’m hungry!”
Go ahead.
Ning Ye nodded with a smile.
Seeing this, Su Su eagerly removed her straw hat, revealing her true face.
Silver hair! Crimson eyes! A stunning, otherworldly beauty!
Qianye couldn’t help but be momentarily stunned by Su Su’s appearance.
She hadn’t expected Ning Ye to have a girl this beautiful by his side.
Most surprising was the sense of suffocating emptiness that overwhelmed her as she looked at Su Su.
“Satisfied?”
Ning Ye’s calm voice broke the silence.
From the moment they stepped off the chariot, he had sensed Qianye’s focus on Su Su. Clearly, Jun Qianyue had tasked Qianye with investigating Su Su’s identity.
However, Ning Ye wasn’t worried about Su Su’s identity as a member of the ghost spirit clan being exposed. From a physical standpoint, the defining traits of the ghost spirit clan only emerged once their bloodline matured—like Su Su’s crimson eyes transforming into golden ones.
For now, as long as Su Su didn’t act recklessly, everything was fine.
Heh.
Qianye chuckled lightly and didn’t say much, simply responding, “Please, enjoy your meal, Your Highness.”
And her?
Ning Ye’s gaze remained fixed on Qianye, his expression serious.
Qianye shook her head and smiled, replying, “The young lady will see you soon.”
Hearing that, Ning Ye didn’t press further, instead walking to the table where he served Su Su a bowl of nourishing abalone and lingzhi congee—essential for restoring her bloodline after sleeping for eons in the eternal frost. Food supplementation was key.
“Open your mouth, Su Su.”
Ning Ye held out a spoonful of congee towards her.
“Ah!”
Su Su obediently opened her small mouth and happily ate the abalone and lingzhi congee Ning Ye offered. The exquisite taste melted in her mouth, warming her blood, and a happy smile shaped her eyes into beautiful crescent moons.
“Is it delicious?”
Ning Ye smiled and asked.
“Very delicious!”
Su Su nodded vigorously and then asked, “Hmm? Dad, why aren’t you eating?”
Heh.
Ning Ye chuckled and shook his head, replying, “Dad isn’t hungry.”
Watching this, Qianye couldn’t help but feel speechless. It was as though Ning Ye truly treated the silver-haired girl as his own daughter.
At that moment, the communication jade at her waist suddenly lit up. Seeing this, Qianye nodded to Ning Ye before speaking seriously, “Tenth Prince.”
“Please follow me.”
“The young lady is waiting for you at the Divine Strategy Tower.”
Phew.
Ning Ye took a deep breath, his expression heavy as he muttered to himself, “This moment… has finally come.”
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