Time flies quickly, and before we know it, half a month has passed.
A half month later, on an early morning.
Desolate State, Northern Region.
In a Great Hall of the royal palace of the Greater Wilderness Fairyland.
A middle-aged man wearing a black gold robe, with a sturdy build and rugged facial features, was discussing matters with four old men.
This middle-aged man was none other than the king of the Greater Wilderness Fairyland, "Northern Desolate Emperor" Jordan Hunter.
The four old men were the elders of Greater Wilderness Fairyland: Edwin Huff, Frank Torres, Jordan Tisdale, and Charles Zellweger.
Jordan Hunter frowned and said, "Brock Whale has been away with Elder Jordan and Elder Steel for so long, why haven’t they come back yet?"
"I guess Brock Whale is out having fun."
Edwin Huff smiled faintly and said, "Don’t worry, several days ago I already sent people to look for Brock Whale and the others.
We should hear from them soon."
"Hmph!"
Jordan Hunter snorted coldly and said, "That little brat thinks that just because he stepped into the realm of a Golden Immortal and is hailed as one of the Top Ten Chosen Ones of Desolate State, he can be proud and complacent!
He doesn’t know how to diligently cultivate; all he knows is how to play everywhere!
Little does he know that in front of those top-level geniuses of the Nine States Immortal Realm, he is nothing!
When he comes back, I will definitely teach him a good lesson!"
Edwin Huff waved his hand and said, "Hunter, Brock Whale is still young; don’t be too harsh on him.
Later, when he slowly takes over the matters of our Greater Wilderness Fairyland, he will naturally become sensible."
Jordan Hunter sighed and said, "Elder Huff, you spoil this kid too much.
If he continues to neglect his cultivation and if the kingdom is handed to him in the future, can he shoulder such a heavy responsibility?"
Edwin Huff smiled faintly and said, "Don’t worry, when Brock Whale returns, I will strictly guide him and continue to help him improve his cultivation and strength."
"That would be best."
Jordan Hunter nodded.
Frank Torres smiled and said, "Hunter, our Brock Whale has such high talent for cultivation; he awakened the ’Desolate Heaven God’s Body’ at the age of twenty-three!
As long as he is properly nurtured, Brock Whale’s future is limitless!"
"Exactly!"
Jordan Tisdale stroked his beard and smiled, "As long as Brock Whale shows a little effort, he will surely become the first genius of Desolate State, perhaps even match the other top-level geniuses of the Nine States Immortal Realm!"
Jordan Hunter shook his head and said, "I don’t have such great expectations for this kid. If he can become the first genius of Desolate State, that would be good enough.
As for matching those top-level geniuses of the Nine States Immortal Realm, that’s simply impossible."
Though he said this, he was still filled with anticipation for his son.
At that moment.
"Report!—"
A hurried voice came from outside.
Jordan Hunter and the others turned to look, only to see a guard rushing in from outside.
"What’s the matter?"
Jordan Hunter picked up a cup and took a sip of coffee, asking indifferently.
"Your Majesty... this... this..."
The guard looked a bit nervous and stammered.
Jordan Hunter said displeasedly, "What ’this’? Speak directly if you have news!"
The guard took a deep breath and said, "Your Majesty... the Great Prince seems to have encountered trouble..."
"What?!"
Jordan Hunter was suddenly shocked, "Brock Whale encountered trouble?! What do you mean?!"
Edwin Huff and the entire group fixed their gazes tightly on the guard.
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