Infiltration

Wang Kui's face twitched uncontrollably at the words "three hundred years ago."

"Three hundred years ago! Wang Yugan, what exactly happened three hundred years ago?"

Wang Kui drew a fierce breath and asked.

Three hundred years ago had been a devastating blow to the Wang Family. Several hundred outstanding younger disciples had gone out to gain experience, and aside from a handful, every one of them had died.

Most of those who survived had also been crippled, losing the qualifications to continue cultivating.

That crushing blow had left the Wang Family's exceptional younger generation with a three-hundred-year gap.

At Wang Kui's question, everyone else pricked up their ears and looked at Wang Yugan.

"Wait!"

At that moment, an elderly Mystic Immortal of the Wang Family spoke up. "Patriarch, whether this Wang Yugan is truly that Wang Yugan from three hundred years ago still needs to be verified. We can't just accept anyone who jumps out and claims to be from the Wang Family, can we?"

Hearing the Mystic Immortal elder's words, the others gradually calmed down as well.

Even the Golden Immortal elder who had first recognized Wang Yugan was slightly stunned, though he said nothing.

"How about this? Let this father and daughter remain in the Wang Family for now. Once we have investigated whether they truly are disciples of our Wang Family, we will give you an answer, High Immortal Qingle."

Someone else spoke.

"To be honest,"

High Immortal Qingle swept his gaze over the Wang Family elders, Wang Kui included, and spoke calmly.

Because High Immortal Qingle's status was far from ordinary, the Wang Family had received him with their most formal hospitality. Even some elders who had been in secluded cultivation had emerged one after another.

"I do not care whether Bingjue and her father are