Leiming

Lin Feng, the greatest genius in the Yulan Calendar, is about to marry Miss Dilia and Miss Jenny of the Ryan Clan of the Yulan Empire! The wedding day will also be the official founding day of the Baruch Kingdom.

Date: July 21, 10010 (Yulan Calendar)

Location: Baruch City, the future capital of the Baruch Kingdom (which is the Black Soil City under expansion).

The news spread like wildfire Chaos Territory. Simultaneously, it reached every region of Yulan, and invitations were quickly sent out throughout the entire Yulan. All eyes in Yulan were immediately drawn to the Chaos Territory.

Inside the main hall of the Ryan Clan in the Imperial Capital the Yulan Empire.

If we were to say who holds the highest position in the Ryan family today, it would not be Patriarch Dea Ryan, but rather Dixie Ryan.

Dixie is first and foremost the future clan leader. But most importantly, he is the direct disciple of the "High Priest," a pillar of the Yulan Empire. The High Priest is the most prominent figure in Yulan human society, and in the hearts of countless people, perhaps only the War God can compare with High Priest.

A terrifyingly powerful figure who possessed god-level strength even before the first year of the Yulan era. Most of the High Priest's personal disciples were destined to become Saint Magus!

The High Priest's personal disciple, a future Saint Magus! And a dual-element Saint Magus at that! His status is exceptionally high.

At that moment Daiya Ryan was frowning as she handed the invitation to her son, Dixie.

Shoulder-length, straight, golden hair; a cold, aloof demeanor—this was Dixie. Dixie took the invitation, opened it, and examined it closely. A rare smile appeared on his face, "This Lin Feng hasn't disappointed my sister."

But Dixie immediately frowned. "Who is Jenny?"

Dixie hadn't expected Lin Feng to marry not only his sister, but also this woman named Jenny at the same time. But Dixie quickly came to terms with it; since his sister hadn't said anything, how could he, as her brother, possibly object?

"Dixie, what do you suggest we do?" Daiya Ryan asked.

Dixie glanced at his father, frowned, and said, "What? What should we do? My sister has finally achieved the happiness she's been pursuing for over a decade. Of course, we should congratulate her."

The Daiya Ryan couple hesitated.

"Father, Mother, I know what you're thinking," Dixie said indifferently. "Don't always limit your vision to the secular world. The real decision-makers here are the War God, the High Priest, and many powerful figures from Yulan Saint Realm."

Dixie had to admit that his parents were short-sighted.

"Dixie, my dear son, no matter how strong Lin Feng is, can he possibly affect our Yulan Empire?" Deya sighed. "After all, our family's foundation lies in the Yulan Empire."

Dixie glanced at his father. "Father, I must tell you, you underestimated Lin Feng."

"Oh, what's going on?" Daiya Ryan, somewhat puzzled.

Dixie said solemnly, "Actually, before I went home this time, my teacher had already given me an order."

"Teacher? Ah, the High Priest!" The Daiya Ryan ' eyes widened in shock. Good heavens, ordinary people like them would never even see the High Priest in their entire lives, and now the High Priest was giving orders to their son.

They felt a sense of honor at that moment.

"The High Priest has sent me, along with my two senior brothers, to the Chaos Territory to congratulate Lin Feng on his behalf," Dixie said solemnly.

Dixie didn't understand why the High Priest would treat Lin Feng so kindly. Dixie knew very well that the War God and the High Priest were enemies. Lin Feng had a good relationship with the War God, so logically, the High Priest and Lin Feng should have a terrible relationship.

But it seems

The High Priest, on the contrary, showed goodwill towards Lin Feng.

"The waters of Yulan are deep," Dixie thought to himself.

Within the Huashi Clan compound, in the Imperial Capital of the Yulan Empire.

"My lord, this is an invitation from Master Lin Feng of the Chaos Territory." The butler respectfully handed the invitation to George, George had already been designated by the Huashi Clan as their future patriarch.

George accepted the invitation.

"Haha, third brother, I never thought you'd end up with Dilia in the end." George burst into laughter upon seeing this.

"But who is this Jenny?" George wondered, but then laughed, "Who cares? With the third brother's strength, let alone two, even if he married ten or eight, no one would dare to object."

Those in the Yulan Clan who had some connection with Lin Feng, or leaders of some major powers, all received invitations. After all, this was not only a wedding, but also a celebration of the founding of a kingdom, so naturally, leaders of other forces would also be invited.

Since the day Lin Feng took over Black Soil City Black Soil City, construction work has begun. Although Black Soil City is relatively small in area, it is exquisite and beautiful. At present, a large-scale expansion is underway around the Black Soil City.

Among the guests invited by Lin Feng, the first to arrive in Black Soil City were Wharton, Nina, Uncle Hillman, and Grandpa Hiri.

At this moment, the main hall of the Black Soil City Lord's Mansion was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Brother, Nina and I have decided that from today onwards, we're not leaving. We'll stay here with you." Wharton said with a hearty laugh. "Brother, you're working so hard to expand our territory, how can I just stay in the Imperial Capital and enjoy myself? I feel embarrassed myself."

Lin Feng was overjoyed.

Lin Feng has no free time to manage the kingdom. He spends most of his time cultivating.

"Wharton, I've been waiting for you to say that," Lin Feng said with a smile.

Lin Feng suddenly glanced at Nina's stomach and looked at Wharton with a puzzled expression. "Wharton, Nina's stomach seems to have gotten a little bigger, could it be..."

Nina and Wharton exchanged a glance and laughed. Hillman, standing nearby, exclaimed, "Lin Feng, as expected of the Saint Realm expert! Your perception is truly remarkable. Yes, Princess Nina is already pregnant. Lin Feng, you're lagging behind in this regard. You'll have to work harder with Dilia and Jenny in the future!"

Aside from Beibei and Haeru, Lin Feng Lin Feng hadn't told anyone else about his ascension to godhood; even Dilia and Jenny were unaware of it for the time being.

Since Lin Feng became a god in a miniature plane, the fluctuations of the Laws of the World were isolated, and he was not detected by god-level experts such as the War God and the High Priest.

As for whether Beirut, the Chief Sovereign, knew about it, Lin Feng had no idea.

Lin Feng, Dilia, and Jenny were all at a loss for words, neither laughing nor crying.

"Nina, have you thought of a name for the baby?" Dilia asked.

Nina nodded and said, "I've decided. Whether it's a boy or a girl, we'll call her Xini."

"Xini." Lin Feng was taken aback, not expecting that even Wharton's child's name hadn't been changed, but then he remembered that this name seemed to have a lot of meaning for Wharton and Nina.

The hall was filled with laughter and cheerful conversation. Halfway through, Lin Feng quietly pulled Wharton out to the garden, where the two brothers were alone together.

"Brother, is something the matter?" Wharton asked as soon as he came out.

Lin Feng looked at his younger brother and asked, "Wharton, I've always hoped you could live with me, and now that you're here, I'm truly happy. But Nina, is she really doing this willingly? Don't make her feel wronged."

Wharton nodded and said, "Brother, Nina talked to me for a long time and decided to come with me. She can go back to visit occasionally when she has free time."

"That's the only way."

Lin Feng smiled at Wharton, "Wharton, after the Baruch Kingdom is officially established and after my wedding with Dilia and Jenny, I will directly pass the throne to you." Lin Feng said this now so that his younger brother could be mentally prepared.

Wharton paused, startled. "The King?"

"I have already named the kingdom Baruch, so naturally I will let the descendants of my Baruch Clan inherit it." Lin Feng had already made his decision.

Wharton didn't refuse. "Alright then. Anyway, I'm only Eighth-level Warrior now. It will probably take another twenty or thirty years for me to reach the Saint Realm in human form. It's useless to cultivate my realm for those twenty or thirty years anyway. I can pass it on to my son, or your son, brother, when the time comes." Lin Feng understood Wharton's idea.

Wharton also needs practice.

However, to reach a higher level of understanding, one needs to clearly perceive nature and the fluctuations of various elements. That requires an extremely high affinity for the elements. Most mages are born with a high affinity, but most warriors are not, as their elemental affinity is not high.

That's how it is with Wharton; he can hardly feel anything natural now, so it's very difficult for him to comprehend any new realm.

Reaching the Saint Realm is different.

Once they reach the Saint Realm level, their perception of the surrounding environment will be much clearer. They can clearly sense nature and improve their realm! This is also why it is so difficult for level nine warriors to break through to the Saint Realm! Only a few level nine warriors have high elemental affinity.

After settling things here, Lin Feng took some time to visit Desri in the south of the Chaos Territory and also to see his good brother Reynolds.

Seeing that Reynolds was indeed in love with Desri's children, Lin Feng was genuinely happy that Reynolds had found true love.

Of course, when masters meet, they will inevitably have a friendly competition.

After sparring with Desri, Lin Feng actually made some progress in Mysteries the profound mysteries of "Speed of Light." This was quite an unexpected surprise.

After returning to Black Soil City and staying for three days, Lin Feng, Dilia, and Jenny left and entered Black Crow Mountain Black Soil City begin their secluded cultivation. As for Beibei, Beibei now spends her free time hunting magical beasts in the Forest of Darkness with Haeru.

In the azure sky, two streaks of light, one black and one white, were Extreme Speed traversing the heavens, flying towards the Chaos Territory Black Soil City.

This black, flowing light was none other than Wusenno.

Today, Wusenno was wearing a black robe with gold trim, and his long, eerie purple hair fluttered in the wind. Beside him stood a strong middle-aged man wearing a loose white robe, who was a staggering 2.5 meters tall.

A height of 2.5 meters is almost unheard of in human society.

His white robes billowed in the wind, his short green hair was like steel needles, and his face was resolute. There was a very faint mark between his eyebrows, a mark of white flame. The aura he occasionally exuded made people feel oppressed and tremble.

This man was none other than Leiming, the legion commander of the Fanatic Legion.