Three days later, Meng Chen was summoned to the palace again. After saying goodbye to Cui Xuanyu and Cui Dongsheng, he went directly to Taiqing Palace.

In the Taiqing Palace, Meng Chen saw Monk Huikong and Zhou Chao again. They were probably using their clones, which were only at the Nascent Soul stage. However, their blood and cultivation were obviously stronger.

Meng Chen watched in fascination. These guys seemed to have broken the limit again and he didn’t know where the upper limit was.

Meng Chen did not know the other nine people, five men and four women. While Meng Chen was looking at them, they were also looking at Meng Chen.

Sitting on the chair, Huang Wujin looked down at the twelve people below with a serious expression: "Everyone, the Red Phoenix Immortal Dynasty can continue to stand in this world, it depends on you!"

Everyone saluted respectfully, except for one person who wanted to show off.

A tall, fair, and handsome young man came forward, stared at Huang Wujin with a determined look, and said, "Sister Huang, don't worry, leave this matter to us, and we will definitely not let you down!"

Huang Wujin smiled and said, "That's good, Xiaocheng. I have high hopes for you. This time you are going with the team, remember to learn more and listen to the words of these seniors. Do you understand?"

The young man in white was very excited after receiving Huang Wujin's encouragement: "Don't worry, Sister Huang! I will definitely be obedient!"

Meng Chen got goosebumps all over his body when he heard this. He always felt that this boy spoke strangely, but the others didn't seem to care. They just watched with a smile on their faces.

At this time, Huang Wujin's eyes fell on Meng Chen: "Meng Chen, your realm needs to be suppressed, or you can use a strong enough clone. I still have confidence in you. How do you proceed?"

Gathering a powerful clone requires a lot of precious resources, and Meng Chen couldn't gather them all. He scratched his head awkwardly and said, "No, I'd better go out and fight myself!"

Huang Wujin frowned slightly when he heard this: "Then I will give you a body armor to protect you."

As she spoke, a piece of armor covered with golden feathers fell in front of Meng Chen.

When everyone saw the armor with golden feathers attached, their faces changed, especially the young man in white, whose eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible.

Meng Chen was surprised and couldn't help but frown. He felt an extremely cold gaze, full of malice.

Meng Chen sensed casually and soon discovered the source. It was the young man in white. He seemed to have not expected Meng Chen to suddenly look at him. The malice in his eyes did not have time to be restrained before he was caught by Meng Chen.

However, he was only embarrassed for a moment, and soon he met Meng Chen's eyes without any scruples, with mockery hidden in his eyes.

Meng Chen was slow to thank him, so Monk Huikong stepped forward and said with a smile, "Donor Meng Chen, this is the Divine Phoenix Feather Robe made from the true feathers of a phoenix. It has the defensive power of a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Most importantly, it contains a trace of the true meaning of Nirvana. If you encounter a life-and-death crisis, as long as a trace of your soul remains, the Divine Phoenix Feather Robe can take you away, and use the true meaning of Nirvana to allow you to be reborn in Nirvana, restore all your cultivation, and even become more powerful than before!"

Meng Chen looked at the Divine Phoenix Feather Robe in front of him with a face full of disbelief. What's wrong with this Huang Wujin again? He wished he could die before, and now he's afraid he'll die. How could he be like a mental patient!
Of course, since the treasure has been delivered to his door, how could Meng Chen refuse to accept the gift?

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Meng Chen just nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

As for kneeling... Impossible.

Seeing this, the young man in white suddenly became furious and shouted, "How dare you! His Majesty has bestowed upon you, and you don't even kneel down and kowtow to thank him. This is simply treason!"

The eyes of others looking at Meng Chen also became serious. It was because Meng Chen did not look like a subject.

Facing the serious and sharp gazes of these guys, Meng Chen did not retreat at all: "I am not from the East Phoenix Territory. Your emperor is not my emperor. Besides, I have been hard-boned since I was a child and cannot kneel at all!"

The young man in white became more and more angry, and he was about to rush over and hit Meng Chen with a roar. "Stop! Meng Chen is indeed not from the East Phoenix Territory. If he doesn't want to kneel, then let him go! You must also get along with each other in a friendly manner on the way, and you must not fight among yourselves, so as not to let the cultivators invited by the four great families take advantage of you in vain. Do you understand?"

Although Huang Wujin and his group were unhappy about his indulgence towards Meng Chen, they could only accept it passively.

"This time, Huikong will lead the team. You must all follow his arrangements. In addition, Huang Qi will bring people to protect you as you go to the entrance of the secret realm. We will set off in half an hour!"

After making the arrangements, Meng Chen carefully put away the Divine Phoenix Feather Robe. Half an hour later, in the square of the imperial palace, he boarded the flying boat that would take them to the secret realm.

The flying boat is hundreds of feet long and is made entirely of ancient dark yellow driftwood. It is engraved with countless complex runes, which increase the speed and defense of the flying boat to a terrifying level.

After everyone left the palace, Huang Wujin slumped in his chair with a confused look on his face, as if he was in an endless fog and couldn't find his direction.

"Huang Wu, the incomplete soul has had a great impact on me. Not only can I not kill him now, I even have to let him go. Do you think I did something wrong?"

Behind him, a fiery red light appeared. "Master, the missing part of your soul is also you. Her thoughts are your thoughts. Moreover, you are in a dominant position. Just follow your heart."

Huang Wujin was still at a loss, frowned slightly and said: "Also, don't call me master from now on, just call me Your Majesty!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" The fiery red light disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

"Follow your heart?" Huang Wujin sneered a few times: "No! I absolutely don't have any thoughts at all. After this competition, I will let him go. If I can't see him anymore, I won't have that kind of thought anymore!"

Thousands of miles away from the imperial capital, the flying boat was moving swiftly among the clouds at an incredible speed.

Meng Chen stood at the front of the flying boat, gazing into the distance in the strong wind, his robe rustling in the wind.

Behind, Monk Huikong stepped forward, and a golden halo spread out, blocking the wind sweeping from the front.

"Donor Meng Chen, they don't like you very much, please forgive me!"

Meng Chen turned his eyes to look at him and chuckled, "It's okay, I don't care."

Monk Huikong sighed and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely control them and try not to cause you any trouble."

Meng Chen withdrew his gaze and said no more.

At this time, Meng Chen suddenly sneezed a few times.

"It must be your Queen who is cursing me! She says one thing to my face and another behind my back. How annoying!"

Huikong's temples throbbed wildly when he heard this: "You...how can you say that about your majesty!"

Meng Chen sneered disdainfully: "Why can't I say it? Monk, don't bother with me. I'm destined not to play with you. Just do your part."

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