How could this be?
That fellow named Xu Jingchen had died long ago. His bones had nearly weathered away.
How could he be mistaken for him?
Unless...
His father, Xu Chengan, had belonged to the Xu Residence in the Ninefold Nether all along. He was of that bloodline?
Xu... Xu...
If so, as his son, his bloodline would naturally pass the test.
That was the only explanation.
The old man's manner turned warm. He said respectfully:
"Young master, please go straight to the pavilion. The matriarch is waiting for you."
Xu Yuan still said nothing. He merely nodded and walked slowly toward the pavilion.
As he drew closer, he saw layers of mist rising around the pavilion, all formed from spiritual energy. One moment they became an Azure Dragon, the next a Qilin, filling the air with auspicious visions. Xu Yuan was shaken.
He was a cultivator, and an Immortal Species at that. He could tell at a glance that this was an improved magic array.
It gathered spiritual energy and cleansed the body's meridians, keeping people youthful.
Even an ordinary person who lived in such an environment for long enough would remain young and live for centuries.
The magic array had all sorts of other effects as well.
He sensed the faint power of a killing array buried deep within it, along with defensive mystic arts flowing beneath the surface like hidden currents. What sublime mastery of magic arrays!
He had visited the Jiang Residence and accompanied Lu Qingxuan to the royal Grand Hall.
He had seen all manner of magic arrays.
None could compare to this one.
The magic arrays of the Mortal Realm were trampled into the mud by comparison!
Inside the pavilion.
An elegant, richly dressed woman sat in the center, with several young men and