Chapter 420 - 417: A Master’s Wife in the Making

Chapter 420: Chapter 417: A Master’s Wife in the Making

Wang Tongqian’s words left Feng Hao in a bit of a daze. If he was right, the Old City Lord had likely been alive for as long as the [Ancient Prohibition].

’What does it even mean to be as old as the [Ancient Prohibition]?’

According to various documents and ancient texts, the [Ancient Prohibition] was established during the cataclysm of the Ancient Cosmos—the last time monsters launched a large-scale invasion. That was about one billion epochs ago, equivalent to 4.5 billion Earth years.

A person who had lived for 4.5 billion years could no longer be described as just an old monster. He was a bona fide living fossil!

In four and a half billion years, even someone with the worst aptitude should have cultivated to the highest level. One could only imagine how powerful the Old City Lord truly was.

Of course, that wasn’t the main point. The real question was how the Old City Lord had managed to live for so long.

After all, once a Mage became a cosmic lifeform, their lifespan was only about ten thousand years. Although it increased significantly with higher levels of enlightenment, it could never cross the hundred-million-year mark.

From what Feng Hao had gathered from various texts, the concept of eternal life simply didn’t exist in the Mage World.

So, what allowed the Old City Lord to live for a billion epochs? ’Was it the power of the [Ancient Prohibition]? Or was he from a human race with an extraordinarily long lifespan? Or maybe he was sustained by some special method?’

’Looks like I’ll have to pay the Old City Lord a visit when I get the chance,’ Feng Hao mused.

As he was thinking, the teams from the other three major sects returned one after another. Xiyue Luan, holding Chief Black Cat in her arms, spotted Feng Hao and the others and led a group of Holy Hall elites over.

To Feng Hao’s surprise, Xiyue Frost seemed to be quite popular within the Holy Hall’s ranks.

’On second thought, it made sense. With her refined, otherworldly beauty and her connection to Xiyue Luan, it was only natural for her to be the center of attention.’

"How’s the seal?" Xiyue Luan got straight to the point, asking Feng Hao about the current situation.

Feng Hao glanced at the handsome young man next to Xiyue Frost, then replied with a frown, "It’s not clear yet, but judging by how much the monster is struggling, it seems to have stabilized."

"That’s good, that’s good." Xiyue Luan sighed in relief, her expression turning grave. "If that monster’s true form gets out, the Ancient Cang Realm definitely doesn’t have the power to stop it."

Feng Hao asked in surprise, "Not even the Old City Lord?"

"Uh." Xiyue Luan was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head helplessly. "The Old City Lord could certainly stop it, but the problem is, he can’t travel too far from Rongcheng."

"Why is that?" Feng Hao asked, stunned.

"You’ll find out the specific reasons later." Xiyue Luan gave Feng Hao a meaningful look, then changed the subject. "Come, let me introduce you. This is our Holy Hall’s new generation of the Holy Knight Order. This is the captain, Yu Heng, a level seventy-two Mage. What do you think? Feeling the pressure?"

Feng Hao naturally understood what Xiyue Luan was implying and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

But Yao Girl, who was standing to the side, became displeased. "Hmph, so what if he’s level seventy-two? He’s nothing compared to my medicine seller!"

"You talk too much. Didn’t you realize your great-aunt is trying to help you motivate him?" Xiyue Luan shot Xi Yueyao an annoyed glare.

"Hmph, my medicine seller has me to motivate him, and that’s enough." Xi Yueyao flashed a playful smile and even brandished the Jade Lotus Water Pattern Whip in her hand.

The scene made everyone unable to hold back their laughter.

Meanwhile, the handsome young man, Yu Heng, seemed to pay no mind to their discussion. Dressed in pale gold armor, he stood behind Xiyue Luan with his head held high, though his eyes held a hint of disdain as he looked at Feng Hao.

While everyone was joking around, a soft ring of magical light suddenly emanated from the core matrix. Immediately after, the Thief Master and the five elders opened their eyes one by one.

"PHEW... It’s finally stabilized." Frodet let out a long sigh of relief and was quickly swarmed by the Scholars’ Federation team, who started asking questions.

The elders from the other sects were met with the same reception, surrounded by their respective teams at once.

Feng Hao and his group didn’t linger either and immediately started walking toward the Thief Master. But before they could reach him, a graceful figure rushed out from the academy crowd, reaching the Thief Master first. A closer look revealed it was none other than Elder Yun, the still-charming old woman.

Her lovely face was flush with shyness as she tightly gripped the Thief Master’s hand, her beautiful eyes trembling as she asked, "Brother Jiu Da, how are you? Are you alright?"

"I’m fine, I’m fine." The Thief Master chuckled, a hint of nostalgia in his voice. "I just didn’t expect you to still be in the Ancient Cang Realm, you lass. By the way, what’s your situation now? How are you only at level ninety-nine?"

"It’s probably because of the [Bone-Eroding Wind Spirit]. I’ve been stuck at level ninety-nine for many years," Elder Yun said, lowering her head shyly.

"That explains it. I knew Little Yunyun’s talent wasn’t so poor that you’d get stuck like that," the Thief Master nodded in realization.

Watching this bizarre scene unfold, the academy members and Feng Hao’s group were all completely dumbfounded.

This was especially true for Bai Yin and Xie Xiaoyu. As Elder Yun’s disciples, they had never seen this side of her before.

Feng Hao and the others were also thunderstruck by the strange sight.

’Whoa, looks like there’s a secret romance here!’ Lin Luo and the others exchanged glances, marveling to themselves.

Feng Hao stared at the scene in disbelief, taking a long moment to process it. ’Is this the part where I get a master’s wife? And of all people, it’s Elder Yun, the graceful old woman!’

Meanwhile, Elder Yun and the Thief Master were still pouring their hearts out to each other.

"By the way, Brother Jiu Da, when did you return to the Ancient Cang Realm? I thought I’d never see you again." Elder Yun held onto the Thief Master’s arm, her face flushed, looking for all the world like a young woman in love.

"It’s a long story. We’ll talk about it later." The Thief Master seemed quite happy too. He walked over to Feng Hao’s group, chuckling as he made the introduction. "You should know Xiaofeng; he’s my disciple now. Come, Xiaofeng, greet your Martial Aunt Yun Ling."

Feng Hao looked bewildered. "Martial Aunt? Shouldn’t I be calling her Master’s Wife?"

"You brat, you dare to tease your master now?" the Thief Master shot him an annoyed glare and continued to explain, "Yun Ling is a sworn sister I took back in the day. Just call her Martial Aunt from now on, you hear me?"

"Oh." Feng Hao pouted, looking somewhat disappointed.

Meanwhile, Elder Yun was still in a daze from Feng Hao calling her "Master’s Wife." Suppressing her secret delight, she chuckled softly. "So you’re Brother Jiu Da’s disciple. No wonder you’re so formidable."

With that, she beckoned to Bai Yin and Xie Xiaoyu. "Xiaoyin, Xiaoyu, come and greet your Martial Uncle."

"Greetings, Martial Uncle." Bai Yin and Xie Xiaoyu stepped forward and greeted him in a daze. Even now, they were still reeling in shock and confusion.

It couldn’t be helped; Elder Yun’s current behavior had completely shattered their impression of their master.

The Thief Master’s eyes lit up when he saw the two young women. He nodded in approval. "Not bad, not bad at all. One with an Inner Ring bloodline, the other with a transcendent gene. And both are quite beautiful. They have the same air about them as you did back in the day."