"I don't get along with him. He's the kind of person who thinks no one is worth his attention when he has a powerful weapon, and he loves to show off, so we don't get along."
Di Wuji spoke cautiously, afraid of touching Xu Xiwang's sore spot and incurring a beating.
"I feel like you two are equally good at showing off."
Xu Xiwang said with a half-smile.
"This, this... haha, haha."
Di Wuji chuckled twice and lowered his head guiltily.
"How many people are there in your imperial family?"
Xu Xiwang suddenly asked.
"I don't know."
Emperor Wuji remained silent about the secrets of the ancient imperial clan, only emphasizing that he was a descendant of the Human Emperor, a member of the great ancient imperial clan, sacred and inviolable.
"Bang!"
"Awoo..."
Xu Xiwang delivered another powerful whip kick, knocking him to the ground. "I'll tell you the truth, or I'll kill you!"
Do you think I have no dignity?!
Emperor Wuji lay on the ground, roaring angrily.
"Bang!"
"Ah...I was wrong! Have mercy! Stop hitting me! I'll talk! I'll talk!"
"Stop it right now!"
Emperor Wuji screamed in agony.
"explain."
Xu Xiwang said indifferently.
“Our clan has several hundred members, including five ancestors.”
Di Wuji lay on the ground, trembling, and said in a shaky voice, "The newborn members of our clan are all at the Qi and Blood cultivation level, while the adults are all above the Saint Realm cultivation level, and there are countless experts above the Saint Emperor level!"
"hiss!"
The people around gasped and their eyes widened in shock.
Only Xu Xingchen ignored it.
As a true imperial prince, he was born at the Saint Realm, so naturally he looked down on the ancient imperial clan's bloodline of human emperors, which had been diluted over countless generations.
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