What happened thirty thousand years ago was too far removed from the present. Probably only those forces with long-standing inheritances had records of it.
Since the Murong Royal Clan had records of the Golden Fiend Devil Monarch, the Great Yan Royal Clan should have records as well.
"Golden Fiend Devil Monarch? All right. If I get the chance, I'll keep an eye out."
Wang Tianwen agreed. This was no difficult matter for him. The Myriad Immortals Bureau had collected a vast number of ancient texts, and as a Vice Thousand-Household Officer, he could consult many of them. It concerned events from tens of thousands of years ago and did not involve the royal clan, so it should not be a problem.
"Tianwen, you just said ninth uncle and ninth aunt are also in the Kyoto Market. Do you know where they're staying?"
Wang Changsheng had not deliberately concealed his identity, so Wang Tianwen could naturally find out where he was staying.
"I just had someone look into it. Great-Grandfather and Great-Grandmother are staying at the Gathering Immortals Pavilion. Let's go over together!"
Not long afterward, they arrived before an Azure Pavilion, its doors tightly shut.
Wang Qingling sent out a Sound Transmission Talisman. After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, there was still no response.
"Ninth uncle and ninth aunt are probably busy. Let's not disturb them."
Wang Qingling did not think much of it. She sent another Sound Transmission Talisman, informing Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan that they had arrived at the Kyoto Market.
Wang Tianwen frowned and turned to look in a certain direction. Following his gaze, Wang Qiuming saw a teahouse.
On the third floor, by a street-facing window, a plain-looking red-shirted youth sat alone, drinking tea.
Li Feng was somewhat nervous. Under