Fists that can subdue mountains and rivers, martial arts that can lead to immortality!

That evening.

Jiang Wangzu and Little Fairy Doctor rested at the Dai residence.

The princess replied the next morning.

I arranged to meet Jiang Wangzu at noon in the private room No. 1 on the third floor of Wangyue Tower in the capital.

Jiang Wangzu was not very familiar with the capital.

Little Fairy Doctor stayed at the Dai residence to help Old Master Dai recuperate, so naturally, her old friend Wang Jianyang acted as her guide and follower, driving Jiang Wangzu to Wangyue Tower.

"Old Wang, you're still at the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm?"

"This isn't good enough either. When are you going to break through to the Strength Realm?"

Jiang Wangzu, sitting in the back car, looked at Wang Jianyang, who was driving in front, and made a sarcastic remark.

"I thought I was a martial arts prodigy, but compared to you, I'm just a nobody on the street!"

"However, I've also come to terms with myself. I can't compare to a prodigy like you. I think reaching the Strength Realm before forty is enough!"

"Of course, whether it succeeds or fails doesn't seem to make much difference; it's not very useful."

Wang Jianyang seemed much more depressed than before the Lunar New Year.

Thinking about it, it's easy to understand. He was a fine young man, and now he's taking care of Dai Xuanli, an old man who's mostly buried.

In addition, the Dai family had many children and grandchildren, each of whom was his "master," and anyone could order him around to do trivial things.

Living like this for too long will make you lose your spirit!

"Old Wang, how about going out and making a name for yourself?"

"Come with me to Shanghai, there are many things waiting for you to do there."

"If you don't like it, I can recommend you go to the southeast and join the Southern Revolutionary Army."

"The young marshal of the Southern Revolutionary Army is my buddy. If you go to him, I can't guarantee you a division commander position, but you can at least get a major general brigade commander position!"

"Don't worry about Lord Dai, I can talk to him, and I'm sure he'll be happy to do me that favor!"

Jiang Wangzu remained silent for a moment, then spoke very seriously.

Wang Jianyang remained silent for a long time after hearing this, before finally speaking:

"Mr. Jiang... this matter is too important. Could I please not answer for now and consider it further?"

"It's okay."

"Anyway, I'll be staying in Beijing for a while longer."

"Just give me an answer before I leave."

"Furthermore, we have a bond forged in life and death, so there's no need to be so formal. Just call me Brother Jiang."

Jiang Wangzu could clearly see that Wang Jianyang was moved.

He truly developed a love for talent.

Wang Jianyang is a military whiz who graduated from the Imperial Capital Martial Arts Academy, and his martial arts skills are truly impressive.

It's such a waste to let such a talented person waste his time on these trivial matters with the Dai family.

Furthermore, don't think that martial arts cultivation is simple just because Jiang Wangzu cultivated orthodox martial arts to the Jinli realm in just over a year and became a master of horizontal martial arts.

That's not actually the case at all.

There are very few martial artists like Wang Jianyang who have reached the peak of the Qi and Blood Realm at such a young age.

Moreover, unlike the crude brutes, he was literate and a military genius.

This makes it all the more precious!

"Brother Jiang... Brother Jiang!"

Wang Jianyang’s deep voice rang out, and he gripped the steering wheel with slightly more force.

For the first time in so long, he felt respected.

He is a human being, not anyone's dog!

The third floor of Wangyue Tower.

Number 1 (Di Zi).

The Moon Gazing Pavilion is a gathering place for high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the capital. Because it is by invitation only, people who are not on the Moon Gazing Pavilion's guest list, no matter how rich they are, cannot receive the services of the Moon Gazing Pavilion.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Wangzu couldn't help but chuckle.

This is just like a high-end private club in later generations!

Hmm... I'll get one for him when he gets back to Shanghai!

As the weather gradually gets hotter, Jiang Wangzu is dressed in a black striped shirt, black suit pants, and a pair of brand-new leather shoes, looking every bit the wealthy young master who has studied abroad.

He wondered what kind of attire this former princess would wear.

He had heard that these remnants of the previous dynasty were very old-fashioned, and some of them even wore imperial yellow jackets and had long braids.

As he thought about it, a stereotype about this former princess of the previous dynasty arose in his mind.

Squeak!

Wang Jianyang pushed open the door.

Jiang Wangzu walked into the room and was slightly taken aback when he saw the woman inside.

The woman before me was in her early twenties, with Western-style spiral curls, half-tied up and hanging over her shoulders, and a string of pink pearls adorning her snow-white neck.

She was wearing a Western-style off-white satin dress with delicate lace trim on the cuffs and collar.

This is hardly a stereotypical former dynasty princess; she's practically a modern young woman who has returned from studying abroad.

Most importantly, this princess has crystal-clear skin, as smooth as jade, and an appearance that is absolutely stunning, with an innate air of liveliness and nobility.

As Jiang Wangzu sized up the former princess, the princess was also sizing up Jiang Wangzu.

Her gaze swept over Jiang Wangzu from head to toe, finally settling on his handsome face.

For a moment, I became somewhat obsessed.

The two stared at each other silently for about ten breaths before Jiang Wangzu finally snapped out of his daze, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed, and said:

"Jiang Wangzu of Shencheng greets the Princess!"

"Mr. Jiang, there's no need for such formalities. The dynasty has been over for more than a year, and I'm no longer a princess. Just call me Yang Chan!"

"Please have a seat!"

Princess Yang Chan of the former dynasty smiled calmly and warmly invited Jiang Wangzu to take a seat.

Yang Chan?

You don't have an older brother named Yang Jian, do you?

Jiang Wangzu thought to himself, then smiled and sat down opposite Yang Chan.

"Mr. Jiang, I heard you're looking to purchase the Eternal Ice Soul. I happen to have one here. What price are you willing to pay?"

Yang Chan went straight to the point.

"I have reached a critical stage in my cultivation and need a ten-thousand-year-old ice essence as the main ingredient to refine a secret medicine."

"If the princess is willing to part with what she has, I will give you anything I have!"

Jiang Wangzu spoke up.

"Although the previous dynasty has fallen, unlike the previous dynasties, there was no brutal bloodshed and sacrifice during the change of dynasties. Instead, my grandfather took the initiative to abdicate."

"Therefore, the royal family was not slaughtered, and we are still able to get by."

"Gold, silver and jewelry, power and status, although not comparable to the period when imperial power was in charge, still at least a basic level of dignity was maintained."

"To be honest, I don't lack anything."

"I just find you to be a very interesting person."

"So I want to be your friend."

Yang Chan said.

A lowly ruffian from the Grand Canal Gang became the King of Shanghai in just over a year, and his martial arts skills reached the level of a master of external martial arts.

Such a cultivation speed is simply inhuman!

Such skill is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Actually, she had no intention of selling the Eternal Ice Soul.

However, when she learned from the Dai family that it was Jiang Wangzu who wanted to buy the Ten Thousand Year Ice Soul.

So I changed my mind!

She already knew something about Jiang Wangzu before.

After further investigation, she was even more impressed.

She believed that if Jiang Wangzu hadn't died, he would have become a powerful and influential figure in the future.

She thought highly of Jiang Wangzu, so she wanted to befriend him.

That's why the two met today.

Yang Chan smiled and handed Jiang Wangzu an oval-shaped, ice-blue crystal.

"Princess, I, Jiang Wangzu, am determined to be your friend!"

Jiang Wangzu took the Ten Thousand Year Ice Soul handed to him by Yang Chan and said very seriously.