After arranging the whereabouts of Yu Daoren and Yu Daoren, Yu Ling did not take any time off, because he had to quickly return to the Eighth Camp and continue to pretend that he was practicing in seclusion.

In this turmoil, no one focused their suspicious eyes on Yu Ling. After all, although the princes knew that Yu Ling was an extremely difficult opponent, they did not think that Yu Ling had the ability to turn the West Extreme Hell upside down.

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Before going back, Yu Ling first gave Nightmare No. 1 to Li Hengwang, but the latter insisted that it was Yu Ling's trophy, so he clearly stated that he would only keep it for him temporarily until Yu Ling returned to Nanhuang Star.

It will be studied jointly by both parties.

In this regard, Yu Daoren, who has been in Factory No. 5 for three years, has great experience. If he entrusts Nightmare No. 1 to be raised by him, it will definitely not die halfway through.

Yu Ling's feats in the West Pole Hell were also written into a report by Li Hengwang's confidant. For the sake of safety, the confidant finally endured his heartache and activated a bunch of communication talismans and reported the matter to Yu Chen personally.

Yu Cheng was shocked when he saw the scene. He knew that Yu Ling would definitely make a big noise, but he didn't expect that the noise would be so big that it actually forced the Void Fortress to convene the highest emergency meeting. Even a fierce man like Ping Dannao would be shocked.

What a huge loss.

Moreover, a thousand spiritual furnaces are about to be secretly transported to the royal city. This is simply... a breathtaking huge sum of money! Although this huge sum of money belongs to someone else, it does not prevent Yu Chen from feeling emotional.

If it weren't for the fact that this matter should not be made public, Prime Minister Yu would have wanted to write to His Majesty the Southern King to upgrade Yu Ling to three levels.

After all, after this incident, the reputation of the 8th Battalion was severely damaged, and the loss of experts and finances was not only secondary, but the most important thing was that other military camps in the Void Fortress finally had the opportunity to intervene in the two-pole hell.

Especially the slave camp. Before this, most of the rich oil and water had gone into the pockets of the princes. Although everyone claimed to share the interests equally, the Eighth Battalion relied on the strong backing to gradually control the two hells, even the residents of the slave camp.

Even the generals of the Secretariat were unable to resist this infiltration, and could only watch as the number of star coins and supplies they received became less and less every year.

Even if the royal family only gets a share of the pie, it still means an astonishingly huge amount of money. After all, they are used to being poor. One million star coins can make the eyes of royal officials gleam.

Li Hengwang was still a little worried about this, fearing that he would strike too hard and arouse Pingdan Nao's suspicion. At this time, Yu Chen could see clearly and directly told Li Hengwang, "If you don't strike, Ping Dannao will be suspicious of you. If you don't strike, Ping Dannao will be suspicious of you."

He even feels that you have a guilty conscience. In this case, you might as well take advantage of it openly.

Li Hengwang thought it was very reasonable, so he turned around and went to the south gate of the fortress where Jumi was located, preparing to plan together how to carve up the hell in the West.

As for whether Ju Mi is willing to work with the royal family... No, whether he is willing to work together with the royal family is not Yu Ling's concern.

He just feels relaxed now, as if a heavy burden has been lifted. After all, after placing Yu Daoren and the two of them, he can let go of his hands and feet in this Void Fortress without worrying about anyone or anything.

In the following days, Yu Ling pretended to be in seclusion for a while, pretending not to know anything about the turmoil in the West Pole Hell, until half a month later, an officer knocked on the door with a gloomy face and asked him to come out.

"What's the matter?" Yu Ling looked impatient. After all, normal people would be unhappy if their practice was interrupted.

The officer raised his eyebrows and tried his best to restrain his anger and said: "All members of the 8th Battalion Special Support Group are here. Prince Shang invites you to attend today's dinner."

Yu Ling was a little surprised and simply refused: "I'm not interested, I won't go."

"You..." The officer finally managed not to choke to death. He glared at Yu Ling and said, "I invited you to give you face. Do you really think of yourself as a person? What about the champion of the exchange meeting? Just because of your background.

, not even as good as a concubine of Uncle Fang, let alone being compared with the Prince of Shang!"

Yu Ling just said a faint "Oh" and was about to close the door, but a clear voice suddenly sounded from a distance: "I know that Brother Wen may not be interested in the party. To show respect, I will greet you in person."

Bar."

The officer turned around in astonishment and saw Shang Tianyu walking slowly and calmly surrounded by his entourage. Compared with when he was participating in the exchange meeting, Shang Tianyu was dressed more formally at this time.

There is nothing wrong with his robes, hairstyle, or accessories. Facing the dusk light, his outfit is so dazzling that it can blind people. At least he can gain twenty kilograms for nothing.

"If Brother Wen doesn't come, this dinner will be a lot worse." Shang Tianyu smiled gently, without any hint of hostility.

"One more of me is not more, and one less of me is not much." Yu Ling was not interested in entangled with these princes' children. After all, he knew the level of his spiritual formation, and it would be easy to reveal his secrets after getting along for a while.

"Brother Wen is too humble. Senior disciples of the Emperor of the Formation will also attend the banquet. It would really be a pity if the champion, Brother Wen, is missing." Shang Zhenyu invited again.

Yu Ling couldn't help but feel a shiver in her heart. Wang Anyuan was relatively simple and could easily be deceived. If these princes and their children were plotting secretly, he would probably have to pay for others if he was sold. Yu Ling couldn't help but worry.

What's more... judging from Shang Tianyu's attitude, he will never give up unless he is invited to leave today.

Why don't we just take a look at what kind of medicine they sell in the gourd. Anyway, Wang Anyuan is here. If anyone raises any questions about the formation, you can ask him for help.

After Shang Chengyu extended the invitation for the third time, Yuling reluctantly agreed and then walked with him to the dinner venue.

"Brother Wen, you have been coming to Mebaixing for some time. Do you feel there is any difference between this place and Yutongxing?" Shang Zhenyu asked casually.

"There are so many differences. If His Highness the Crown Prince is referring to the border war situation, Yutong Star is somewhat better. At least there have been no attacks by chaotic creatures at the true level for decades." Yu Ling was vague.

"Does the military strength on Yutong Star feel tight?" Shang Xianyu continued to ask.

Yu Ling knew that he was testing herself. Fortunately, the royal family had given him detailed information about Yutong Star before. Yu Ling was flipping through the spiritual ring while answering fluently. Even if Shang Zhenyu asked more and more details, Yu Ling

There has never been any flaw that could be questioned.

When they were about to arrive at the dinner venue, Shang Tianyu was about to ask about Yu Ling's eighteenth generation of ancestors. However, he was very particular about his choice of words and his transitions were very natural, making it difficult for people to feel abrupt or offensive.

In order to make up this lie, Yu Ling really lost a lot of brain cells. Fortunately, the destination is already in front of him, so he can finally stop the topic: "Don't I need to prepare anything? Just go in like this?"

"No need, we are gathering among ourselves, so there is no need to be like this." Shang Tianyu smiled slightly.

Yu Ling wanted to say when did I become one of your own, but she could only complain silently in her heart.

Although the conditions of the military camp are very simple, it can be seen that in order to serve this group of noble children who came to experience life, the banquet venue was carefully decorated. At least as soon as Yuling entered, his field of vision was filled with various crystal stones.

Filled with light.

Zhen Yao, Qu Fuchuan, Fu Jirui...

A bunch of familiar faces were sitting on both sides of the venue following a strict hierarchical order. The only one who suddenly stood out was Wang Anyuan. He sat further forward than Prince Haiming, but he didn't notice anything wrong at all.

"Brother Wen, please take a seat." Shang Xinyu raised his hand gracefully and gracefully, pointing to a position that was clearly in the middle of the audience. This seat is usually reserved for the most distinguished people.

"Is this left for me?" Yu Ling asked calmly.

"That's right, no one is qualified to sit there except Brother Wen." Shang Tianyu maintained an impeccable smile.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Yu Ling. Even though many people were still chatting softly, their attention was obviously not on the content of the chat.

Yu Ling felt relieved. It seemed that this was the first problem that these princes' disciples had given him.

There was only one position given to him, either he sat or he didn't sit.

Sitting there means offending everyone present. Even if he is the champion of the exchange meeting, the seats at today's banquet are arranged according to birth status. Even though Yu Ling has no intention of challenging the existing hierarchical order, as long as he accepts

This position is tantamount to launching a challenge to the princes in the southern border.

But if you don't sit there, there are no extra seats on the field, unless Yu Ling is willing to stand all the time. Even with his cultivation level, he can stand for days and nights without sore legs, but his reputation will plummet.

Because this is equivalent to bowing to all the princes. From now on, Wen Wei will become a joke.
Chapter completed!