"This disciple of the Mysterious Immortal Pavilion called Liu Wɑnwan probably never dreamed she would become famous throughout the world in this way, right?"
Everyone was caught between laughter and tears.
A Nine Tribulations had made Patriarch Green-Eyes as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"None of you stand around idle either. Contact Lin Feng immediately. Tell him that our Purplecloud Imperial Palace is going all out to find Liu Wɑnwan. Get in touch with him—no matter what conditions he raises, agree to them first!"
Having said that, Patriarch Green-Eyes immediately returned to the Imperial Palace to handle Liu Wɑnwan's affairs. He would probably be back soon.
"I wonder what the real world looks like now?"
Gong Yin looked outside the Purplecloud Battlefield, where hundreds of millions were shouting Lin Feng's name.
This was a world of cultivators, where people worshipped the strong from the bottom of their hearts.
As the son of an Emperor, born at the peak and gifted beyond compare, he had never received such treatment.
"Impressive."
Gong Yin sighed.
Another "Starlight Cabin."
Its location was closer to the center of the battlefield.
Two people stood by the cabin window.
One was middle-aged, the other a youth.
The middle-aged man was the Godglow Imperial Dynasty's "Imperial Marshal Who Stabilized the Nation," the Divine Oracle Princess's "Imperial Uncle."
The youth beside him had stepped out of the shadows. He wore a plain, clean white robe without the slightest adornment. Black hair, black eyes, clear features, and gentle as jade—while he was not handsome enough to draw the gaze of ten thousand people, his was still the sort of face that naturally made others like him.
Compared to Li Tianming, he appeared harmless to humans and animals alike. Anyone who did not know him would likely