Villain: Ninth Samsara, Let The Heroine Cry For Forgiveness

The inner city of the Immortal Imperial City.

Lin Yan followed two waiters and walked on the street here.

Those who can enter the inner city of the Immortal Imperial City are undoubtedly the absolute core and elites of the Immortal Dynasty.

Just a pity.

Maybe when the Immortal Dynasty was first established, those who could live in the inner city were the real elites.

But now.

There are obviously many monks living here who are of average talent but of noble birth.

Even though the Immortal Dynasty was a long-lasting cultivation dynasty, it could not avoid its internal decay and decline.

This situation does not only happen in the Immortal Dynasty.

Actually.

In fact, similar things happened to other major forces in the entire paradise world.

No talent, but still occupying important resources.

This is the most important sign of internal decay and decline of these powerful forces.

only.

Today's major forces are not too seriously decayed, and the most talented elites still occupy the main positions.

If those mediocre people are allowed to take the positions of these elites, then this force will not be far from complete destruction.

Lin Yan glanced around casually and thought to himself.

But his eyes immediately focused on the mansion in front of him.

This mansion is not the eldest princess mansion where Lin Yan lived before, but the reward given to him by the senior officials of the Immortal Dynasty after he competed with the elites of the Immortal Dynasty.

Although Lin Yan doesn't care too much about these rewards.

But as he walked into this mansion, he still couldn't help but sigh at the rich heritage of the Immortal Dynasty.

He is an outsider, and the reward given to him by the Immortal Dynasty is naturally impossible to compare with the real core elites like the eldest princess.

But even so.

The luxury of this mansion still exceeded Lin Yan's expectations.

Something that can make today's Lin Yan praise it as luxurious is certainly not an ordinary treasure.

The mansion in front of him at this moment is itself a condensed treasure.

Just like the small courtyard where Lin Yan was invited by the elites of the Immortal Dynasty before.

That small garden has its own space inside.

Even if the main Divine Level masters fight in it, it will not affect the outside world.

besides.

This kind of treasure-type mansion has many wonderful functions, such as assisting in spiritual practice and even adjusting time.

Simply speaking of preciousness.

The value of the mansion in front of Lin Yan at this moment is even more than almost all the treasures Lin Yan has on him at this moment.

What does it mean to be wealthy?

Lin Yan has seen it all at this moment.

certainly.

Praise and praise in my heart.

Lin Yan became increasingly wary of this.

To the Immortal Dynasty, he was an outsider.

Even though he has a relationship with the eldest princess, in the Immortal Dynasty, the identity of the consort has always been a very embarrassing existence.

Except for a few extremely outstanding princes-in-law, the status of other princes-in-law in the immortal dynasty is completely dependent on their wives who are princesses.

With such status, no one within the Immortal Dynasty would value them too much, let alone give them such excessive rewards.

After walking around the mansion.

Lin Yan directly chose a place to sit down.

He would wait here for the eldest princess to arrive and listen to how the eldest princess would explain all this. (To Li Zhao)

and.

Before he started to compete with the elites of the Immortal Dynasty this time, the eldest princess had promised to hand over the real Xiao Mei to Lin Yan afterwards.

The thought of meeting Xiao Mei again soon.

Lin Yan couldn't help but smile.

Just when he was waiting silently.

The figure of the eldest princess finally appeared outside the mansion.

He looked at the mansion in front of him with a complicated expression.

The eldest princess bit her red lips gently and immediately stepped in step by step. .