"How is it? Then Zhao Feng didn't find anything, did he?" asked a cold female voice after Bamo returned to his palace.

"You are the immortal, no! Zhao Feng found nothing, and he has been arranged to stay now!" Bamo's tone was very respectful.

"Well, that's good. You try to drag Zhao Feng here as much as possible. Do you understand?" the woman ordered.

"Yes!" Although I don't know what this so-called immortal wants to do, who makes him an immortal? Who makes his life in his hands? Bamo had to obey!

"Don't think about it!" The woman seemed to see the doubt in Bamo's heart, so she warned.

"Yes!" Bamo looked stern and nodded immediately.

"Okay, continue to follow the plan tonight, don't forget!" After that, the woman flashed and disappeared into the room.

"Huh..." After the woman disappeared, Bamo breathed a long sigh. The pressure was really great!

...

In a big mansion in the city, it seemed that a big family was having a meeting. An old man sat on the main seat, who looked extraordinary, while his tribesmen were sitting upright in the lobby. The whole family seemed to be waiting for someone.

Soon, a woman returned.

"Rui'er, how about it?" The old man asked hurriedly when he saw the woman coming back.

"Everything is still under planning!" Rui'er nodded and said.

"That's good!" The old man also nodded, "I hope Zhao Feng will not affect our lives, nor will he think about the things we protect! Otherwise, it will be time to fight to the death!"

"Grandpa, is Zhao Feng really that powerful?" Rui'er asked in confusion.

"Of course, if I guessed correctly, Zhao Feng's cultivation level should have already entered the Golden Pill!" the old man sighed.

"So strong?" Rui'er said in surprise. For thousands of years, the most powerful genius in her family has only seen the peak of foundation building. Zhao Feng has already achieved the Golden Pill at such an age. How can he not be surprised?

"Hey, without the blood of our ancestors and poor cultivation talent, this is the sorrow of our tribe, but we must protect the things left by our ancestors! This is the mission of our tribe! For thousands of years, our ancestors have done this, and we must do this well!" the old man said without a trace of hesitation.

After hearing this, everyone nodded silently. The old man thought so, and they also thought so!

...

"Xiang'er, have you noticed any difference?" Zhao Feng asked.

"Well! Of course it's different!" Sun Shangxiang nodded naturally.

"You know if you say so?" Zhao Feng was very surprised.

"That's right, I know, and don't you think this breath is very familiar?" Sun Shangxiang asked with a smile.

"Hmm?" Zhao Feng was slightly stunned, then thought for a while, then looked at Sun Shangxiang with a smile on his face, and suddenly realized, "Isn't this breath just you...!"

"That's right, it's the breath of my dragon clan!" Sun Shangxiang nodded and confirmed Zhao Feng's thoughts.

"If you say so, the mysterious aura in this city is your Dragon Clan? Is someone from the Dragon Clan coming to the lower realm again?" Zhao Feng asked with a frown.

"Of course not!" Sun Shangxiang shook her head, then said disdainfully, "Just this faint breath is worthy of being a member of my dragon clan?"

"Then..." Zhao Feng was puzzled. He didn't know what Sun Shangxiang's words meant.

"This should be the descendant of my dragon clan in the human world!" Sun Shangxiang said.

"Sideline?" Zhao Feng became more and more confused as he heard it.

"That's right, although these descendants are not pure in their blood, they are actually people from my dragon clan, who manages the territory of this human world for my dragon clan!" Sun Shangxiang said, "But to put it bluntly, they are servants of my dragon clan!"

"So?" Zhao Feng frowned.

"Yes, that's it!" Sun Shangxiang nodded and said, "These so-called dragon clan people are not strong and cannot ascend due to blood restrictions! Unless they encounter that kind of cultivation genius, they may ascend! But for millions of years, there are basically no dragon clans who ascend from the human world to the upper realm!"

"So that's it!" Zhao Feng nodded. No wonder the cultivators he had noticed before were not strong. The strongest one was only at the mid-stage foundation building level!

"If you say so, all the more than a hundred cultivators in this city are from the Dragon Clan?" Zhao Feng frowned and said, "Is this Ronglu the family of your Dragon Clan in the human world?"

"Who knows?" Sun Shangxiang shrugged, "Wait, sooner or later they will appear! And I dare to conclude that the weirdness in this city should be targeted at you!"

"Oh?" Zhao Feng raised his eyebrows, "Do they have any other intentions?"

"There is no point in trying to do so. I probably don't want you to destroy their lives!" Sun Shangxiang shook her head and said.

"Okay, soldiers come to block the generals, and water comes to cover the soil. I want to see what kind of flowers this dragon clan can play with!" Zhao Feng smiled slightly.

"Does Brother Feng want to conquer them?" Sun Shangxiang asked with a smile.

"Can you conquer?" Zhao Feng asked in surprise.

"Of course, you don't know your current identity!" Sun Shangxiang gave Zhao Feng a blank look. He had already married himself, the dragon princess, and asked such an idiot question!

"My identity?" Zhao Feng was a little confused, not knowing what Sun Shangxiang meant.

"You idiot, you are the prince consort of the Dragon Clan!" Sun Shangxiang stretched out his hand, knocked on Zhao Feng's head, and then pointed at himself and said.

"Ah?" Zhao Feng suddenly realized, but then he became confused again, "Do they still recognize you as the princess?"

"Of course! People from the Dragon Clan will never betray them!" Sun Shangxiang said angrily.

"Since that's the case, then why can't they recognize you?" Zhao Feng asked in confusion.

"Maybe it's because my strength is too low, and my strength is not too strong, right?" Sun Shangxiang shook her head and said.

"Okay, then let's wait for them to come to us!" Zhao Feng shrugged.

"Yes!" Sun Shangxiang nodded.

"Tu tu tu..." As the two of them were talking, the door suddenly became knocked.

"Who?" Zhao Feng asked.

"I am Bamo, please see my lord!" Bamo's voice came from outside the door.

"It's you, come in!" Zhao Feng nodded.

"Lord, my subordinates prepare some wine in the evening. I want to entertain my lord and all the generals. I will do my best to be a landlord. I wonder if my lord can give me a favor?" Bamo said with a smile.

"Well, if you have the will, let's forget about the generals. Try not to drink during the march!" Zhao Feng nodded and said, "Let's do this, I'll go by myself in the evening!"

"yes!"

"Well, you go back first, I'll go back to find you in the evening!" Zhao Feng waved his hand.

"Such subordinates take their leave!" Bamo left Zhao Feng's room respectfully.

"Is the fox's tail finally revealed?" Looking at the door, Zhao Feng's mouth curled up.

"Hehe, Brother Feng, I'm going there too!" Sun Shangxiang said with a smile.
Chapter completed!