Chapter 715 - 364: Your Junior Brother, Rest Assured, Mother

"They’ve come out, they’ve come out!"

In an instant, countless eyes focused in that direction.

"That young man in the Confucian robe, he must be from the Qin Kingdom, right?"

"Shh... you can’t call him a junior anymore. Didn’t you hear about the bet earlier? Lord Xuan Yuan upheld the wager, and this young man is now a direct disciple of the Hanmo Confucius Temple’s temple priest!"

"And not only that, the young man is also from the Cyan Simurgh Marquis’ Mansion!"

"It’s like he ascended to greatness in one step, a true significant figure!"

"The National Guardian Realm of Qin Kingdom sure is lucky. Just one trial at the Confucius Temple, and they have added a Literary Cultivation powerhouse at the National Guardian Realm!"

"Lucky? Would you be willing to take out a first-class spiritual treasure as a wager? That’s called courage!"

"..."

There were various discussions, filled with envy, jealousy...

At the end of the street where the Confucius Temple was located, an extremely cold gaze was secretly observing.

"Hmph, Ji Wujiang, my first-class spiritual treasure isn’t so easy to take!"

"I will definitely make you pay the price!"

The face of Jin Yuntang from Shun Country was sinister, as his fingers clenched even harder.

"My... lord..."

A muffled scream came from below.

Jin Yuntang glanced over with disgust.

Crack, crack, crack —

The sound of bones shattering echoed, and Wang Ru, who had been in the third trial of the Confucius Temple for two hours, was dead beyond dead.

Jin Yuntang waved his large hand, collecting the body.

...

In front of the Confucius Temple.

"Chu Ming, this is my communication object." The girl Lingx Long from the Lingwu Kingdom proactively offered a pale blue jade pendant.

She initially wanted to call him Junior Brother Chu, but upon second thought, it seemed inappropriate given the clear disparity in their statuses.

Her tone, too, was no longer as free and easy as when she first emerged from the Book Wall Space, instead carrying a slight hint of apprehension.

"Senior Sister Lingx Long is from the Lingwu Kingdom?"

Chu Ming asked as he took the jade pendant. He remembered that after coming out of the Seven-Star Sword Tomb of the Seven-Star Kingdom, he had slain two Seventh Realm powerhouses from the Lingwu Kingdom, and he wasn’t sure if they had any relation to Lingx Long.

Lingx Long nodded lightly.

"Your name is Lingx Long?" Ji Wujiang seemed to recognize Lingx Long.

"Yes, senior."

"Haha, your mother, she is the Sixth Realm Perfection powerhouse Lingx Qiong of the Lingwu Kingdom, right?" Ji Wujiang asked again.

"Yes." Lingx Long cupped her hands, not hiding the fact.

Lingx Qiong was her mother and also her master.

Sixth Realm Perfection?

Chu Ming was a bit surprised; he didn’t expect that this Senior Sister Lingx Long would also have such a significant background.

"Lingx Long."

Just as they were speaking, they heard a woman’s voice from not far away.

"Mother."

Lingx Long immediately ran over joyfully.

Chu Ming and Ji Wujiang turned to look, and saw a woman dressed in a light blue robe, who bore some resemblance to Lingx Long in demeanor and appearance, approaching.

Lingx Long was bright and charming, while her mother, Lingx Qiong, exuded an elegant and beautiful charm.

Had it not been for the astonishing pressure emanating from Lingx Qiong, the two women standing together would undoubtedly attract countless gazes.

"Did I not tell you not to interact with men too much?"

Lingx Qiong’s brows furrowed slightly, clearly having seen Lingx Long talking to Chu Ming.

"Especially not with someone who appears to be a handsome and refined gentleman; that scholarly elegance might just be a facade!"

"But..." Lingx Long wanted to explain.

"But what? You’ve only been in the Celestial Veil Kingdom for a few days, and you’re not listening to your mother anymore?"

"... but mother, Junior Brother Chu has been accepted as a direct disciple by the Hanmo Confucius Temple’s temple priest." Lingx Long blinked her eyes.

"Hmm?" Lingx Qiong’s expression shifted slightly.

"And he was also personally awarded the Cyan Simurgh Order by Xuanyuan Ye, the top genius of the Hanmo Confucius Temple." Lingx Long added.

Lingx Qiong’s eyes instantly gleamed with radiance, looking at Lingx Long as if confirming that she wasn’t lying.

After a pause, she moved forward with her steps.

"Mother?"

"Since he is your junior brother, as your mother, how can I not say hello? Otherwise, it would make it seem as if we, the Lingwu Kingdom, lack manners."

"But mother, didn’t you just tell me not to speak with such genteel people?"

"He is your junior brother, so I have no worries."

"..."

Chu Ming and Ji Wujiang were just about to leave.

"Brother Ji."

Lingx Qiong’s voice floated over, and soon she appeared before them.

Ji Wujiang slightly cupped his hands: "Greetings, Spirit Hall Master."

Lingx Qiong was a hall master in the Lingwu Kingdom.

"The last time we met was three hundred years ago at the Ghostly Sea, right?" Lingx Qiong said, her gaze sweeping over Chu Ming several times, both intentionally and unintentionally.

"Yes, it’s been three hundred years in the blink of an eye."