Close to Ten

"You'll know when you see it."

As he spoke, Bai Lingtian held a book in his hands and carefully placed it on the nearby table.

"What is this?"

Upon seeing the book, Yuan Langtian's eyes widened, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

With wide eyes and a dangling tongue, he turned his head and asked with a trembling voice, "Is this, is this the divine technique of Lord Wu Tian?"

"Lord Wu Tian considers that divine technique as a treasure and never leaves it. This book is not his, but it looks exactly the same as his!"

Bai Lingtian said solemnly.

There was no surprise at Yuan Langtian's reaction. When Lord Wu Tian talked about the gentleman who had shown him kindness during the banquet at the imperial palace, he also brought out that divine technique.

So they had the privilege of witnessing it.

Everyone present was amazed, unable to forget that shocking scene.

Now, seeing the exact same divine technique again and witnessing Yuan Langtian's composed reaction, it was evident that his state of mind was quite good.

Yuan Langtian carefully touched the book cover, his breathing becoming noticeably rapid.

"So, this book...?"

"Is it his?"

Yuan Langtian directed his astonished gaze towards Yi Feng's room.

"Yes!"

Bai Lingtian nodded earnestly.

Seeing this, Yuan Langtian swallowed hard and asked, "So, this person is just like Lord Wu Tian, someone who has received blessings from that gentleman?"

With these words, he finally understood why Bai Lingtian had acted so conspicuously at the door of Yi Feng's room. If that were the case, Bai Lingtian's actions were completely justified, and he had not been unjustly slapped. After all, the person who received the same blessings from the mysterious gentleman as Lord Wu Tian and became the number one under Lord Wu Tian, even becoming the king of Wu Tian's country, was likely to have a similar level of strength and status.

To put it another way, even if this person's strength was not strong, just by having a connection with that mysterious gentleman, if Lord Wu Tian found out, he would definitely treat him as a distinguished guest.

"It's probably not the case."

Bai Lingtian's pupils contracted, shaking his head.

Upon hearing this, Yuan Langtian breathed a sigh of relief.

If that were the case, things would have escalated. Especially his earlier attempt to barge in, leaving aside whether this person would get angry or not, if it reached Lord Wu Tian's ears, he would likely have to bear the consequences.

"Phew!"

"That's a relief."

"Thank goodness it's not."

With that in mind, he let out another sigh of relief.

Beside him, Bai Lingtian glanced at him and then said more seriously, "He should be the gentleman himself!"

"Oh."

Yuan Langtian subconsciously nodded, silently thinking that as long as he wasn't like Lord Wu Tian, it would be fine.

Just someone related to the gentleman himself, nothing more...

"Uh..."

"Ah?"

"The gentleman himself?"

At that moment, he suddenly realized something was amiss.

His eyes widened, and he stood frozen in place, as if struck by electricity. He shouted in a loud voice, "Are you saying that this, this person is the gentleman himself?"

"That's right!"

Bai Lingtian nodded solemnly.

"Because Lord Wu Tian mentioned that the gentleman's surname is Yi!"

"And this person's surname is also Yi!"

With this sudden confirmation, Yuan Langtian felt as if a thunderclap had resounded in his mind, leaving him startled and collapsing onto the ground.

His face turned ashen and filled with a vacant expression.

Yuan Jing, who was beside him, widened her beautiful eyes and tightly covered her red lips, as waves of shock and astonishment surged within her heart.

Through the conversation between Yuan Langtian and Bai Lingtian earlier, she had learned about the past of Wu Tian, the first person in the Empire. This had piqued her curiosity about the mysterious gentleman who had nurtured such a character as Wu Tian, the King.

And now, she was horrified to discover that the Elder Yi, who had been by her side day and night recently, was the very same mysterious gentleman who had cultivated Wu Tian, the King!

How could this not leave her utterly shocked?

"Daughter, daughter, quickly tell me, is his surname really Yi?" Yuan Langtian, panic-stricken, got up from the ground and hastily asked, "And is this book really his?"

Evidently, Yuan Langtian still clung to a glimmer of hope.

If this gentleman was indeed the one he thought, and if Wu Tian, the King, were to learn of the disrespectful act of barging in that he had just prepared, it would surely result in the annihilation of his entire family.

"He is indeed surnamed Yi!" Yuan Jing solemnly affirmed, "And this book was indeed given to me by him. He even told me to treat it as trash and throw it away."

Both Bai Lingtian and Yuan Langtian were taken aback.

But deep down, they knew.

This person's identity was most likely a near certainty.

Although they had never seen him before, they had learned quite a bit about him from that banquet. They knew that this gentleman never revealed his true abilities, always appearing as an ordinary mortal.

The treasures and divine techniques that everyone else deemed invaluable were nothing more than ordinary objects in his eyes.

Sacred artifacts were used to wipe his bottom, and imperial-grade items were treated as foot cloths. This was the true portrayal of this individual.

In short, during that occasion, Wu Tian, the King, had spoken a great deal. As it reached the end, he even shed tears in front of his courtiers, expressing his longing for that gentleman.

And now, to discard the current book, "Tai Chi Fist," as if it were trash.

In the colloquial language of their Spiritual Void Realm, such a Versailles-like behavior, only this individual could carry it out.