"Jiang Han? That beastmaster? Divine Power Realm?"
"How is that possible? Is His Majesty joking?"
"The expressions of the few big shots don't seem to be fake. Could this be true?”
"Oh my god, he's only sixteen now, right? It has actually become a divine ability!"
"I'm afraid that only those sects and holy lands of the Central Plains Empire have such talent, right?”
"It's unbelievable that there's such a prodigy in a place with poor spiritual energy in the Beihuang Region.”
After a brief moment of shock, the situation at the scene changed in an instant.
The aristocratic families would not wholeheartedly support the Situ royal family.
They only cared about the interests of their own families.
In the past, the Jiang family only had one Jiang Wudao, and he was born from a grassroots background. His foundation was limited.
Although they were afraid of Jiang Wudao's strength, they didn't take it to heart.
Everyone knew that if something happened to Jiang Wudao, the Jiang family would no longer exist in Chen-Xing City.
The aristocratic families and nobles knew this, which was why they dared to stand on the side of the royal family and occasionally jump out to disgust Jiang Wudao.
However, the strength and potential that Jiang Han displayed at this moment made them feel extremely shocked.
A sixteen-year-old in the divine-tier, let alone a martial artist, even a beastmaster, had never appeared in the entire history of the Beihuang Region.
Such talent was probably comparable to those peerless geniuses of the Central Plains.
At this moment, it was no longer important to investigate whether Jiang Han had kept a low profile in the past.
It was obvious that the other party's current strength was not something that could be achieved overnight.
No one believed that someone could cultivate a god art in just a few days.
But so what?
The current strength of the Jiang father and son was enough to make the entire royal family not dare to act rashly.
All the nobles present knew that Jiang Wudao wasn't the strongest expert in the Chen Xing Kingdom.
The royal family's Situ Clan still had an old ghost who had lived for more than 200 years. It was said that he had long entered the Primordial Soul Realm.
However, everyone knew that if that Primordial Soul realm old ghost had a way, he would have killed Jiang Wudao long ago.
Jiang Wudao, who possessed the Red-feathered Golden-feathered Eagle, was unrivaled in terms of speed.
If he wanted to escape, no one could do anything to him.
After weighing the pros and cons, most people chose to wait and see.
Situ Xin could naturally think of what these aristocratic families could think of. In fact, he could think of even more than them.
Looking at the young man in white in front of him, he felt helpless and a little aggrieved.
Jiang Han was calm and fearless, and Situ Xin did not dare to act rashly.
At this moment, not only did he see the terrifying potential of this youth, but he was also secretly guessing where the other party's cultivation resources came from.
The talent for cultivating martial arts was precious, but the resources needed for cultivation were equally important.
Pills, spirit stones, treasures…
There is nothing like this except the pursuit of literature and the pursuit of martial arts.
Without sufficient cultivation resources these days, martial artists simply had no way to advance smoothly.
Ever since he took over the throne, Situ Xin had been paying attention to the Jiang family's movements.
He knew very well that the Jiang family, which had no foundation, did not have many cultivation resources at all.
Then, how could Jiang Han reach divine-tier at such a young age?
Who was helping this kid in the dark?
Great Yan Empire? Or a reclusive expert?
Situ Xin was not sure, but he had to consider these questions.
The Chen Xing Kingdom was only a small kingdom, and it didn't dare to offend a higher level existence.
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Jiang Han didn't think too much about it. He just found it troublesome, so he didn't bother to hide his cultivation.
There were many hidden conflicts between aristocratic families.
He only wanted to do his own thing in peace and did not want to get involved in the aristocratic family's conflict.
Showing extraordinary talent in cultivation could reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Jiang Han knew very well that if one's talent was slightly higher than others, it would only cause jealousy and resentment.
However, when a person's talent was so high that others needed to look up to him, the world would only be in awe and sigh.
Jiang Han was not worried that Situ Xin would turn hostile on the spot.
He still had more than 10,000 experience points with him and could advance to the Primordial Soul Realm at any time.
According to his father, Primordial Soul Realm warriors could do whatever they wanted in the Chen-Xing Kingdom.
Since that was the case, why should Jiang Han, who never liked to hide, cower?
What can you do to me if I reveal my cultivation?
Of course, when faced with Situ Xin's question, he still smiled and said,""Your Majesty, I didn't violate the rules of the autumn hunt. I only broke through to divine-tier by luck in the Green Dragon mountain range.”
If it was not necessary, he did not want to fall out with the Situ royal family.
These words were very polite and reasonable.
Everyone was stunned.
A lucky breakthrough?
Did he really think that divine-tier cultivators were cabbages that could be broken so easily?
Why didn't we break through by luck?
Everyone knew that Jiang Han was only giving the Emperor a way out.
There was also the intention of not wanting to fall out with the royal family.
"I see. It seems that nephew Jiang Han is also a person with great luck. Having such a son, the great general's luck really makes me envious.”
As the Emperor of Chen Xing, Situ Xin understood what he meant. A smile appeared on his face as he praised.
"Your Majesty is too polite. My son only has a little talent.”
Jiang Wudao cupped his hands and said humbly.
The corners of everyone's mouths could not help but twitch. Twitch.
This was called having a little talent?
Isn't the Great General too smug?
In your eyes, a sixteen-year-old divine-tier martial artist is just slightly talented.
Then what are we?
A bunch of idiots?
The upper echelons of the kingdom, including Situ Xin, were instantly speechless and almost exploded with anger.
Jiang Wudao felt extremely happy.
You used to say that my Han 'Er was unable to cultivate and only knew how to play with beasts.
Why was everyone silent now?
Continue?
Jiang Wudao was so smug that the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.
He felt that he had never been so happy in his life.
He felt proud.
Jiang Han looked at his father, who was smiling so widely that he could not close his mouth, and was instantly speechless.
As long as her father made a mistake, he would be a completely different person from usual.
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Fresh Flowers!!!）
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