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Chapter 2078: Chapter 214: You, You, You—Are You Wang Fugui? (Part 4)

Yan Hongtian and Liao Yingjun were about to nod when they suddenly realized, their eyes widening instantly: “What? Yuxuan boss, you’ve already inherited the Transcendent Void Codex?”

Oh man, comparing people really gets you worked up, these are entirely different worlds~

The families of Yan Hongtian and Liao Yingjun are Third-Class Aristocratic Families, very far from the Transcendent Void Codex, very far.

In fact, don’t mention the Transcendent Void Codex, their family couldn’t even count the number of Places of spiritual inheritance, which is why the family had to “exile” them to the army to see if they could earn the inheritance through military achievements. Yan Hongtian is a success story.

“Didn’t I mention it?” Wang Ying Xuan frowned slightly, trying to recall if she had mentioned it.

“You didn’t mention it!”

Everyone nodded in unison.

They had completely no temper towards Yuxuan boss. No wonder she dared to tease Marshal Zhao every day; she intended to follow the same route of a Transcendent Void “Marshal,” and at a higher starting point than Marshal Zhao.

Considering the talent, potential, and command ability she had demonstrated, she might just become a base’s commander-in-chief in the future. Following Yuxuan boss seems incredibly promising~~

“Alright then~” Wang Ying Xuan was also helpless, “It’s rather complex to explain. I’ll first introduce my codex.”

As she spoke, her gaze focused, and a ray of golden light shot out from her Purple Abode, becoming an ancient and heavy codex that floated above her head.

The codex’s pages flipped with a rustling sound, and a strong killing intent emanated from it, instantly filling the entire meeting room, brutally domineering, with a faint bloody smell, making people feel as if they were on a battlefield.

At the same time, a cold female voice came from the codex: “Hello everyone, my name is JunDance, the Artifact Spirit of Yuxuan’s [War Codex].”

For many, this was the first time seeing the codex, and they were all exceedingly excited, gazing at the codex with eyes full of longing and admiration.

The codex was too far away for them.

Many people have never seen it, let alone inherit it in their lifetime. It was so distant that they didn’t even feel jealousy or envy.

“Everyone, pay attention; my codex is called [War Codex], which adds little to my personal combat ability.” Wang Ying Xuan showed an extremely confident expression, “But it remains a very powerful codex. The reason is simple, as its name suggests, it is fundamentally a codex of the [War Law]! Not the [Combat Law].”

The inheritance requirements for the War Codex are extremely stringent, not without reason. Only after inheriting did she realize just how special this codex is.

Let’s just say, the marshal who created this codex was indeed an incredible genius.

“War Law?”

Everyone looked bewildered.

What kind of Heavenly Dao Law is this? How come they’ve never heard of it?

Regardless, even if they’ve never heard of it, it didn’t stop them from instinctively thinking this law was impressive.

“I am JunDance, I will assist Miss Yuxuan in leading everyone to win one victory after another. Time is short, everyone gather first. We can immediately execute one of the war laws— [Swift as Lightning], aiming to reach [Ancient Demon Forest] within eight hours to prepare for hidden ambushes.”

War Law, Swift as Lightning?

Everyone looked even more bewildered.

Again, something they have completely never heard of.

However, soon they will understand the mysteries within this Heavenly Dao Law and be deeply convinced.

…

As Wang Ying Xuan led the Seventh Battle Group to break convention, starting offensive actions, Princess Su Yun and the Third Prince temporarily bid farewell to the main forces and rushed to the Eastern Front Command.

With the Immortal Emperor’s Projection overseeing the Eastern Front, and since the Third Prince came from afar to support the Immortal Dynasty, by etiquette, the Immortal Emperor naturally had to summon the Third Prince for a conversation, while the Third Prince also had to pay his respectful visit.

However, this was the battlefield, and the situation was urgent, so the summoning process was naturally simplified.

The Immortal Emperor’s projection directly summoned the Third Prince’s group in the command room, accompanied only by Wang Fugui and Chuan Nan Princess Yun Mengyu.

“Outer ministers An Yao, Zhao Yu, pay respects to the Immortal Emperor.”

The Third Prince and Princess Zhao Yu, one big and one small, stepped forward to formally salute the Immortal Emperor.

The Third Prince had rarely worn the formal court attire meant for such occasions, to show respect to the Immortal Emperor, even the young Princess Zhao Yu changed into her specially tailored mini princess gown, looking all serious and particularly cute.

Others just followed suit to pay respects, as they belonged to “attending personnel” and didn’t need to register, even great beings like True Monarches Zhuo and Heavenly Zither did the same.

After all, their purpose this trip was solely to protect the two little highnesses, naturally staying quite low-key.

“No need for formality, let’s sit and talk.”

The Immortal Emperor waved his hand, his attitude kind and courteous.

Due to being a projection, despite overseeing the Eastern Front, her main roles were coordinating supplies, directing urgently mobilized reinforcements, and stabilizing morale, not actually fighting.

Thus she didn’t appear as weary as Princess Su Yun, filled with killing intent, and instead maintained an immensely dignified and majestic crown, looking quite imposing.

Nevertheless, this didn’t mean she had it easy.

As the sovereign of the Immortal Dynasty, the pressure she bears is greater than anyone else’s. The existence of this projection body acts like a Sea Stabilizing Needle; if it ever reaches a point where she needs to fight, the situation would be dire enough that she might choose to sacrifice it to avert disaster.

After all, sacrificing a projection body is better than losing the life of a True Monarch of the Void Realm.

“Prince An Yao, Princess Zhao Yu, to travel across thousands of miles to help during our crisis, this kindness the Emperor remembers well. Later, do greet the Demon Emperor for me.”

The Immortal Emperor looked at them, a hint of appreciation emerging on her bright face.

The Demon Emperor, despite usually being cunning and shameless, surprisingly came through during critical times without being foolish.

Just unsure why he sent a five or six-year-old child here.

As the Immortal Emperor, she naturally knew about the addition of a Little Princess to the Demonic Dynasty. But even if gaining insights was the motive, five or six years old was overly premature.

In this turbulent battlefield outside the realm, even the protection by a Void Realm expert like Heavenly Zither can’t guarantee complete safety. That old man from Red Hell sure has heart, not fearing anything might happen.

“Thank you, Immortal Emperor.”

The Third Prince and Zhao Yu straightened up, sat lightly on the seats bestowed upon them, all with a solemn demeanor, courteous despite being young. Even five or six-year-old Princess Zhao Yu stretched her chubby little hands, trying hard to keep her ceremonial posture proper and showed a serious and earnest expression.

Clearly, they hold due respect towards the Immortal Emperor.

“Don’t be too formal.” The Immortal Emperor smiled, “Since you’ve come to the aid, you are esteemed guests of my Frost Moon Immortal Dynasty. However, I am busy with affairs now and truly have no time to entertain you. So, I’ll introduce some young elites and the Little Princess from our dynasty. During your stay, they’ll entertain you. Fugui, Mengyu, accompany our honored guests, make sure they feel at ease.”

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Wang Fugui and Yun Mengyu bowed and affirmed, then proceeded towards the Third Prince and Princess Zhao Yu.

Knowing he was meeting guests, Wang Fugui specifically changed into formal attire. Already nearly twenty, with slight grooming he looked every bit the graceful young nobleman, albeit with the same round cheeks from before, which refused to slim down, remaining as plump as ever.

He formally greeted both with a bow, introducing himself, “Prince An Yao, Princess Zhao Yu, I am Wang Fugui, and I along with Chuan Nan will attend to you during these days.”

“Wang Fugui!”

Upon hearing the name, Princess Zhao Yu immediately jumped up, her eyes wide as she stared at Wang Fugui: “You, you, you’re Wang Fugui?”

“This…” Wang Fugui was slightly baffled, looking at the tender five or six-year-old, politely bowing again, “I am indeed Wang Fugui, does Princess Zhao Yu know me?”

“Wow~~”

Ultimately unable to hold back, the young Princess Zhao Yu burst into tears, crying loudly: “I’m done, I’m done, how could my future husband look like this, with such a round face! Waaa~”

The cry was earth-shattering, full of grievance.

“What?”

Wang Fugui’s face turned stiff.

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