Chapter 7

The three people devoured their food, ordering dish after dish, which severely affected their image in the eyes of the crowd.

"Foodies!!!!"

Dozens of people watched the three eating, unable to help but sigh inwardly.

"You guys chat for a while, I'll talk after I finish eating!" Yun Yijian said this, but his mouth wasn't idle, wishing he could use his left hand to grab chopsticks and eat with both hands.

But the other two were no less, completely ignoring him and competing even more fiercely.

"If I don't eat as much as you, wouldn't I be at a greater loss?" Na Han directly reached out, the wine jar was already empty, "Waiter, bring us three more jars of good wine!"

This meal took a long time, and no one was left downstairs. Outside, a torrential rain started, with howling winds and even hailstones.

The three chatted and discussed the matter of Yun Yijian's pulse point.

Yun Yijian was calm, unsure if his mother had really left a method to unlock his pulse point in the iron box. However, even if he couldn't unlock it, as long as he worked hard, he could eventually reach the peak.

"My situation will be revealed in three months, but Na Han, where do you really come from? I'm very curious!" Yun Yijian said calmly.

Na Han, upon hearing this, immediately became serious, straightening his back, "Listen up, I am the second son of the eighth prince of the Na royal family, Na Han, the crown prince! When I return to my clan, I will treat you two well."

"Cough, cough, a tree without bark is bound to die, a person without a face is invincibly shameless! Na Han, are you crazy from poverty! You ate a gold ingot and turned into a brain-dead fool?" Shen Guang Wuyue sneered.

Yun Yijian: ...

The royal family, what a noble identity, how could a crown prince end up in a remote place like Qingzhou! Any random sweeper from there could stand at the peak of Zixiao City and face the mighty.

"Cough, cough, don't disbelieve it, I am really a crown prince, I have the blood of the royal family, and I will definitely return to the royal family, even though I can't return to Zhongzhou now, I believe the royal family will find me!" Na Han said awkwardly.

"Indeed, the blood of the royal family should not be left here!" A voice like heavenly music, pleasant and clear, yet extremely authoritative, directly enveloped every corner of the tavern.

Immediately, four people walked into the tavern. The two leaders were incomparably beautiful women, looking no more than sixteen or seventeen, but their bodies were absolutely mouth-watering, especially to these three, who stared with wide eyes.

"What are you looking at? Close your dog eyes!"

One of the delicate women wore a long red robe, her rosy face making people love her, but her temper was a bit irritable. Seeing the three's appearance, she couldn't help but get angry, coldly snorted, and looked at them with disdain.

The other woman wore a blue battle robe, her long, beautiful legs perfectly outlined, her skin so fine it could be broken with a touch, her face bewitchingly beautiful, and she held an unparalleled battle knife, "Zhu Xie" clearly visible. Her pulse power surged, and her divine eyes were full of awe and majesty. A single glance made the three dare not look directly.

Yun Yijian quickly regained his composure. In the Body Cultivation Stream, the strongest is not the body but the will. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she is just a fleeting cloud, not worth getting lost in.

"Who are you? Are you eavesdropping on our conversation?" Yun Yijian frowned and asked.

"Eavesdropping? Is it necessary? We've been here since we saw you grabbing food like dogs!" The little girl looked at them with disdain, making a vomiting gesture as she recalled the disgusting appearance of the three.

"Cough, cough..." Shen Guang Wuyue and Na Han, upon hearing this, immediately realized that their handsome and suave appearance had been betrayed by their actions, and they looked a bit awkward.

"Alright, Na Sha, no need to say more, I don't have much time to stay in this small place. Take your brother and come with me!" The woman in blue said softly, her voice making people's bones tingle and their minds wander.

"Big Sister Lan, can we stay a bit longer? Please!" Na Sha, upon hearing the woman behind her, immediately clung to her and pleaded.

"Na Sha??? Big Sister Lan????" Na Han, upon hearing this, was shocked, his whole body trembling, "Are you my sister Sha Sha? Are you Nangong Qilan?"

Yun Yijian, seeing Na Han's expression, immediately knew that Na Han wasn't joking, he really might come from Zhongzhou. These two women had a noble aura and unparalleled combat power, clearly invincible at their level. The two young men behind them were as unassuming as commoners, but their presence was awe-inspiring, clearly from a noble family!

"Remember that, no need for me to explain. Come with me, little snot-nose." Nangong Qilan glanced at Na Han and turned to leave.

"Damn, you really come from Zhongzhou? You're really a royal prince?" Shen Guang Wuyue jumped up, wishing he could immediately pounce on Na Han.

Na Han looked at Shen Guang Wuyue with disdain, excitedly looking at the two women, "The royal family has found me, hahaha, I knew you would find me!"

"Hmph, if Father knew you had fallen so low, he definitely wouldn't agree to take you back! If Father knew that the son he spent eight years searching for with the power of the seventy-two prefectures of the Nine States is like this, who knows what he would do. Come with me quickly, let's take a tour of the main city, then we'll go back to Zhongzhou." Na Sha, thinking of Na Han's eating appearance, shuddered and said.

The Na royal family is the pinnacle of the human race, with countless strong individuals, guarding this continent for hundreds of thousands of years, still unyielding, showing the depth of their heritage!

Na Han's expression was awkward; he never thought his vulgar behavior today would be seen so clearly by his own sister. If this news reached the royal family, Na Han would never be able to hold his head up again.

Thinking of leaving the place where he had lived for nearly ten years, Na Han's expression was somewhat unnatural, after all, his friends were all here.

"I can't leave for now, I have to wait three months before I can go back!" Na Han suddenly remembered Yun Yijian's duel in three months, how could he leave peacefully?

"Why? What's more important than recognizing your roots? Besides, I don't have time to stay here with you. If it weren't for my concern for Na Sha, I would have gone to the Void Battlefield for training long ago!" Nangong Qilan frowned and asked.

"My friend has a life-or-death duel in three months, I'm worried. Qilan Sister, can you help me smooth things over with the prefecture, so they allow me to use the domain gate, and I can return alone in three months?" Na Han pointed at Yun Yijian and negotiated.

"Life-or-death duel? How old are you to have a life-or-death duel? Hey, your pulse point hasn't even been unlocked!" Nangong Qilan stared at Yun Yijian, surprised.

Yun Yijian felt uneasy under Nangong Qilan's gaze, as if he were standing naked before her, with no privacy.

Nangong Qilan looked at Yun Yijian for a while, a hint of confusion appearing on her incomparably beautiful face. Suddenly, she reached out and grabbed Yun Yijian's collarbone, her other hand pressing on his heart pulse.

Yun Yijian was startled by her action, his body bursting with immense strength to break free, but Nangong Qilan's delicate fingers were like steel, tightly locking his collarbone, leaving him no chance to resist.

"Let go!"

Yun Yijian grabbed Nangong Qilan's right hand, a soft and tender feeling surged in his heart, but then he felt as if he were grabbing a hot iron, the pain unbearable.

"Hmph!"

"Don't resist, would I need to do this to kill you?" Nangong Qilan, without moving her pulse point, firmly suppressed Yun Yijian.

Shen Guang Wuyue and Na Han looked at Nangong Qilan as if she were a monster. They knew Yun Yijian's physical strength best, but now he was being suppressed by a woman, without even the ability to resist. Was Nangong Qilan a pulse beast?