Ever since Ji Wuye appeared, Shi Ji's gaze had been fixed on him without ever leaving him.
A chill rose from the soles of her feet and shot straight to the top of her head.
Ji Wuye's features were too similar to that woman's; there was no doubt. She immediately thought of the little baby who had been abandoned by her clan and thrown onto the mainland that year.
Shi Ji stared at Ji Wuye's hair, her back covered in cold sweat.
Ji Wuqing finally ended her eye battle with Ji Wutang, her gaze indifferently sweeping over the man behind him. She frowned.
"who is he?"
She didn't wait for the other three to give her an answer.
A maidservant rushed over and approached Shi Ji from behind.
"Your Majesty, the time is almost up."
The maid gestured with her eyes to look towards the hall.
Sure enough, the small group of four over there was too conspicuous, and everyone was looking this way.
The maid didn't try to hide her words, and Ji Wutang chuckled.
"In that case, let's go together."
After saying that, she turned away.
Ji Wuye had wanted to do this for a long time, and immediately strode towards the venue.
Shi Ji's body was still somewhat stiff, and her intuition told her that what she was about to obtain was likely to slip away...
Ji Wuqing still wanted to pester Shi Ji with questions at this moment,
"Mother, who is that person?"
Actually, she had some suspicions, but they were too absurd for her to believe, or perhaps she didn't want to believe them.
After all, the reason her father was willing to designate her as his heir was because he had no sons.
She had long been accustomed to being high above others, acting as if she were the next Qilin King, and had enjoyed the power and worship of others. How could she be willing to have all of that taken away from her!
Ji Wuqing didn't need Shi Ji's answer; she quickly followed after her.
Regardless of whether he was her "cheap" younger brother or not, she would not allow him to cause trouble today!
Ji Wuye finally stepped into the banquet hall.
The person he wanted to talk to was no longer there.
The man looked sullen, and the probing and speculative gazes around him were sticky and unpleasant.
Ji Wuye scanned the area again with his divine sense, and after confirming that there was no sign of the masked man, he lifted the stool and found a place to sit down.
The man in blue was lounging lazily on the stool, his legs crossed and his hands resting on his knees.
The Water Kirin Clan?
He felt that there was a higher chance he was human.
Could it be that he can transform into a water unicorn?
Ji Wuye flipped through the spells in his mind, and they were all sword techniques.
For some unknown reason, the Danxin Sword suddenly became agitated.
Ji Wuye focused his inner energy on his dantian and discovered that he also possessed a natal sword.
Now he is even more certain of his identity as a human cultivator.
Although he has amnesia, he is not stupid.
Sword cultivators only exist among human cultivators.
For some reason, the moment the Danxin Sword trembled, a slight ripple stirred in his heart.
Ji Wuye smiled silently.
The Cleansing Pool is a sacred place for the Water Qilin Clan.
Feng Su followed the most heavily guarded area to find his way here.
At this moment, he was squatting next to the Cleansing Pool.
The man held a jade bottle in his hand, which was about the size of his palm.
With high-level concealment talismans affixed to his body, Feng Su temporarily evaded the patrol team's surveillance.
The pool water is blue, and the water unicorn carved on the bottom of the pool in the center can be seen through the clear water.
The reason why the Cleansing Pool is revered as a sacred place by the Water Qilin Clan is mainly due to the effects of the water in the Cleansing Pool.
However, this thing neither improves cultivation nor strengthens the body, so it is actually useless for most people.
Feng Su scooped up a bottle of pool water, carefully placed it into his storage ring, and then stayed by the pool for a long time.
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