In the past, when she was traveling the world, she guessed from Fuxin's hesitation that his father was the King of Joy.
However, since Fu Xin was unwilling to say more, she simply didn't ask any further questions.
She didn't know why Fu Xin had run away from home, but she knew that she and Fu Xing would visit the King of Joy sooner or later. She originally planned to go to the Valley of Joy with Fu Xin after leaving the Lingshan Sect.
Unexpectedly, the King of Joy came to see her, and in this way no less.
"Hmph! You do have some vision and composure." The Joyful King's eyes gleamed with golden light as he glanced at her and praised, "Your conduct is both righteous and wicked, somewhat reminiscent of my own style back in the day."
"Ha!" Linghu Lan scoffed, without saying a word.
The Joyful King didn't take it seriously. He asked again, "What did you use to disrupt the martial arts tournament yesterday?"
Linghu Lan smiled. It seemed that the Thunderstorm Talisman had saved her life. If it weren't for the Thunderstorm Talisman, the Joyful King would probably have killed her directly. Although the title of martial arts prodigy sounded impressive, it meant nothing to the Joyful King; it was just an empty name.
"Does the Joyful King want to learn?"
“You don’t need to fool me. I’ve seen it clearly these past few days. That thing isn’t martial arts at all. It’s something you took out from somewhere. It’s invisible, colorless, tasteless, and traceless. I’m rather curious.”
Linghu Lan smiled slightly. "It's just a trivial trick, not worth mentioning. I'm rather curious about the way the Prince of Huanxi poisoned me so subtly. I really can't figure out how I got poisoned."
"Hahahaha! This is a secret technique, and I cannot reveal it to outsiders."
outsider!
Linghu Lan remained silent for a moment.
The Joyful King continued, "Since you are unwilling to speak, I am not like those people at the Martial Arts Conference, who are obviously extremely curious but pretend to respect you as the leader of the martial arts alliance, spouting righteousness and morality without daring to ask."
Linghu Lan twitched the corner of his mouth. His summary was indeed accurate, but it was a bit too cynical.
The King of Joy snorted coldly, seemingly recalling some old stories.
He paused for a moment and then continued, "It's excellent that you don't become the leader of the martial arts alliance. This is exactly what I wanted. If you really become the leader of the martial arts alliance, I'm afraid they will use benevolence and morality to 'force' you to destroy the demonic sect. After destroying the demonic sect, you will have to pacify the world. After pacifying the world, you will have to conquer all directions and the nine provinces. If you can achieve fame and success and retire gracefully, without falling into their trap, then you are quite clever and wise."
"I didn't think that far ahead, I just don't like it. And no one can force me to do things I don't like," Linghu Lan said calmly.
"Hahahaha, not bad, you're absolutely right. Back then, I created the Valley of Joy, outside the righteous and demonic paths, precisely so that no one could force me. I can be righteous when I want to be righteous, and evil when I want to be evil. Who in the world can do anything to me?"
His demeanor was bold and unrestrained, unlike the typical chivalrous spirit of the martial arts world. His level of understanding was far higher than that of other chivalrous figures Linghu Lan had ever met.
One is the summit of Mount Tai, and the other is an unnamed low hill.
The fact that the Joyful King was able to establish his own lineage is not solely due to good fortune.
He seemed to think he had said enough, and turned back to look at Linghu Lan, praising, "If you hadn't met Xin'er, and if Xin'er hadn't fallen deeply in love with you, I wouldn't mind taking you as my disciple and making you the successor of Joy Valley. It's just a pity..."
Linghu Lan's heart stirred: "What's the pity?"
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