Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Zhang Yifeng stared at Wen Lan on the throne, doubts flashing in his eyes.

After what happened just now, Zhang Yifeng understood how serious the hatred between the Hai Clan and the Human Clan was.

However, under such circumstances, Wen Lan allowed them to participate in the Hai Clan's hunting celebration.

This is undoubtedly aggravating the hatred of these Sea people towards the human race.

In Zhang Yifeng's eyes, Hai Wen and Wen Lan were not people who would take such unrealistic actions.

"Well, I understand that Mr. Zhang still has many doubts."

"But this matter is the result of discussions between my father-in-law and I."

"It is because of the current attitude of the Sea Clan that they are too hostile to the human race, so they must understand that there are people outside the world."

"Originally, the sea tribe's hatred towards the human race has not reached such a high level. It is only in recent years that some people have deliberately secretly incited their hatred, which has turned it into what it is now."

"If my prediction for this sea hunting ceremony is correct, that person should take action."

Wen Lan sighed and stroked his aching heart.

"I understand, so His Highness the Sea King is hoping that we can stop this conspiracy?"

The doubts in Zhang Yifeng's eyes dissipated, and when he heard what Wen Lan said, he guessed the other party's intention.

"Yes, I also know that this matter may be difficult for Mr. Zhang."

"But as long as Mr. Zhang can help me resolve this crisis, the Hai Clan will go all out to help Mr. Zhang enter the imperial treasury!"

Wen Lan suppressed the pain in his body, stood up and walked towards Zhang Yifeng step by step.

Hai Wen on the side saw this and hurriedly wanted to step forward to help.

"Father, no need."

Wen Lan just waved his hand and rejected Hai Wen's kindness, and came to Zhang Yifeng based on his own will.

Then Wen Lan raised his hand and cut his palm, and sea-blue blood flowed out.

"I swear here in the name of Hai Ancestor that as long as the person in front of me abides by the agreement, he will be the benefactor of my Hai Clan forever!"

After Wen Lan finished speaking, the blood flowing from his palm flew into the air and gradually formed a blood contract.

"Mr. Zhang, my sincerity has been given."

Wen Lan stared into Zhang Yifeng's eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Since His Highness the Sea King is willing to give this a chance, then I will give it a try."

After Zhang Yifeng finished speaking, he also raised his finger and cut his palm, injecting blood into the contract in the air.

The red and blue blood blended in the air, and then turned into two rays of light, each integrated into Zhang Yifeng and Wen Lan's bodies.

Sensing the existence of the contract in his body, Wen Lan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhang Yifeng with a little more kindness.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, for agreeing to my request."

Wen Lan bent down slightly and saluted Zhang Yifeng.

This is the greatest courtesy he can do as the king of the sea clan.

At the same time, it is also the highest courtesy that the sea tribe can give to the human race.

After all, after experiencing that tragic war, no one from the sea race was willing to establish diplomatic relations with the human race.

Even Wen Lan, a member of the Hai clan who had been taught by Hai Wen since childhood, actually had resentment towards the human race buried in his heart.

"Your Highness, Sea King, there is no need to be polite. This is just an exchange of interests."

Zhang Yifeng shook his head slightly, and a spiritual wind blew by with a snap of his fingers, straightening Wen Lan's body.

Wen Lan stood still and looked at Zhang Yifeng with a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

But he soon returned to normal, nodded and returned to the throne.

The seemingly simple action just now had already severely damaged his vitality.

Sitting back on the throne, I felt a wave of sleepiness coming over me.

"Senior Hai, may I ask His Highness the Sea King what is going on in this situation?"

Zhang Yifeng also noticed that the vitality in Wen Lan seemed to have dissipated a little, and immediately asked in a solemn voice.

If it were just that the realm was not enough to match the powerful energy, this situation should not happen.

Hai Wen pondered and looked back at Wen Lan until Wen Lan nodded at him.

"Mr. Zhang doesn't know that His Highness the Sea King's physique is actually very special. He is the blood of the Sea God, which is rare for our Sea Clan to see in thousands of years."

"According to legend, there was only one person with the blood of the Sea God in the Sea Clan, and he was the ancestor of the Sea Clan."

"Those with Poseidon's bloodline are equivalent to the overlords of the ocean, able to freely control everything in the deep sea."

"However, His Highness the Sea King was born with blocked spiritual veins, making it difficult to cultivate and accumulate mana, which has resulted in the inability to improve his realm."

"The biggest advantage of having Poseidon bloodline is that you can develop the heart of the sea as you age without actively digging."

"But now the Heart of the Sea, which is constantly being developed, has become a burden to His Highness the Sea King and has been irritating his body."

Hai Wen sighed and finally told the secret.

Originally, only Hai Wen and Wen Lan knew about this matter. The entire Hai clan only knew that Wen Lan's spiritual vein was blocked, but they never knew that he was actually the bloodline of the legendary Poseidon.

The reason why Hai Wen did not make this matter public was that he was worried about causing the clan members to go crazy, and drove him to use this power regardless of Wen Lan's safety.

"I see."

Zhang Yifeng groaned, then slowly stepped forward to Wen Lan's side.

Looking at Wen Lan who looked tired, he raised his hand and put it on his shoulder.

Immediately, an abundant amount of mana poured into Wen Lan's body.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you..."

When Hai Wen saw this, his eyes flashed with anxiety.

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang, I can feel the kindness radiating from Mr. Zhang."

"And as Mr. Zhang's magic power flows through the body, the pain is suppressed."

Under the influence of Zhang Yifeng's magic power, the sleepy look on Wen Lan's face gradually disappeared, and the pain all over his body was suppressed.

In just a few moments, he regained his energy.

"His Royal Highness Neptune's physique is indeed special. The blocked spiritual veins in his body..."

Zhang Yifeng retracted his palm and paused when he said this.

Just because he couldn't see what the things entrenched in Wen Lan's spiritual veins were.

However, these things do not seem to affect Wen Lan too much, they just hinder his normal cultivation.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Zhang. I know very well what's in my body. If there was a way to remove it, it wouldn't have been delayed until today."

Wen Lan smiled bitterly. He had actually known about the substances blocking his spiritual veins for a long time.

But until now, he has not found a way to unblock these things.

Over time, he also gave up the idea of ​​unblocking his spiritual veins.

"Mr. Zhang, this object can represent my identity. Perhaps you will be able to use it during this sea hunting ceremony."

Wen Lan took out a blue shell from his arms, which contained Wen Lan's aura.

It can be used as a token at critical moments.

"Thank you, His Highness the Sea King."

Zhang Yifeng nodded slightly and took the token.