Not long after, the four reached the 4th floor, filled with enormous boulders, but the number didn't reach 300.

"What brings you here, old friend?"

Someone's voice sounded in the distance, which made Lin Xian's group immediately gaze toward the source of the sound.

"Long time no see, Wang Han..." Tang Ji smiled slightly, greeting the man.

Lin Xian looked at the young man intently. He had to say that Tang Ji's acquaintances had to be wary. That person's smile is very easy to deceive anyone.

"Are you working as a babysitter now?" Wang Han asked in surprise while looking at Lin Xian, still the youngest among the others.

Lin Xian was speechless at this.historical

"Stop asking your weird questions, Wang Han; you must have realized that too. There's no need to talk about unimportant things before me." Tang Ji replied indifferently.

Hearing that, Lin Xian immediately looked at Tang Ji and understood that Tang Ji already knew Wang Han's true nature.

"Hahaha, don't be so serious, brother. Come on, let's go to my room." Wang Han kept his fake face on.

"Alright, I want to discuss a few things with you." Tang Ji replied with a small nod.

Wang Han nodded slightly and immediately turned around, leading Lin Xian's group to a certain room.

The few cultivators who stared at him were slightly surprised because Wang Han seemed to appreciate the person he was talking to, namely Tang Ji.

Of course, someone like him would make anyone ask questions because Wang Han was one of the famous cultivators in the Outer Region of the Yin Kingdom.

Arriving in the room, Wang Han invited the four of them to sit. He certainly watched Lin Xian from time to time, even if only briefly. A young person like Lin Xian couldn't possibly have a strong identity to have such a high cultivation level at such a young age.

"Then what brings you here, Tang Ji? From your temperament, you won't let them go." Said Wang Han.

From that, Lin Xian understood that Wang Han was indeed an acquaintance of Tang Ji and had collaborated with him to the point of knowing Tang Ji's true identity.

"Yes. You're right; I won't let them go. But this time I have other plans. Do you have a way to contact the Second Prince?" Tang Ji asked straight to the point.

Wang Han's face immediately became serious when he heard Tang Ji's words.

"You should know that he has difficulty interacting with cultivators in the Outer Region because of the fight for the Throne. I have also not seen him for more than two years; you understand that the fight for the Throne will not only be helped by the cultivators in the Central Region and the nobles. In the Inner Region. The voices of cultivators and people in the Outer Region carry absolutely no weight." Wang Han said.

"I understand what you're saying. Since you're having difficulty meeting him right now, I'd like you to find a way to get the prince's attention since I have an item that will interest them. If the Second Prince doesn't cooperate with you like he used to, I should ask the First Prince or the Third Prince for help." Tang Ji replied indifferently.

A frown appeared on Wang Han's forehead. He didn't expect that Tang Ji would speak like that. Because when they were 15 to 22 years old, the two of them kept together, so Wang Han knew Tang Ji very well.

Wang Han was silent; he leaned back in the chair where he was sitting and seemed to be thinking hard this time to find a way to attract the princes' attention.

"There are a few things on my mind right now. First is the battle arena, which will be held in less than a month. And the second is the auction which will be held in the Central Region in 2 months." Wang Han directly said the fastest plan to attract the attention of the princes.

"The battle arena? Isn't that what princes usually use to recruit recruits for them to use as cards against other princes? Interesting!" Tang Ji raised the corners of his lips and glanced at Lin Xian.

What's with that look? Do you want me to enter the arena to attract the attention of the princes? You're such a cunning Tang Ji, only adding to my troubles.

Lin Xian looked at Tang Ji with that implying look that made Tang Ji feel awkward. Of course, he knew that Lin Xian would attract the attention of the princes. He was still young and had already reached the Spirit Realm Seventh Stage.

Wang Han also looked at Lin Xian closely because he knew what Tang Ji thought was the most likely way to attract the princes' attention.

"Who is this young man, Tang Ji?" Wang Han asked curiously.

"He's Lin Xian, our new comrade." Tang Ji replied.

"Where did you pick up a young genius like this? There's no way you can train a genius to this terrible level. Does he come from one of the powerful clans? And Lin? There is no Lin clan name in this kingdom." Wang Han was even more astonished as he looked at Lin Xian.

"I only have one older sister and one younger sister, and I have no family or Clan. And I achieved everything I have now without anyone's help." Lin Xian replied indifferently.

Tang Ji, Tang Kong, and Tang Kuan were astonished to hear this because they did not expect that Lin Xian was the son of the Undead and was cultivating alone to reach his current level.

"Are you kidding me? How did you achieve all these achievements alone?" Tang Ji asked in disbelief. Because what Lin Xian said seemed so impossible.

"Anything can be achieved as long as you put in the effort. But I was indeed helped by someone before when I still had the cultivation of the Third Stage of the Spirit Realm." Lin Xian said when he thought of Wei Lan. He also smiled a little when he thought of an unreasonable woman with an eccentric personality.

"You have no backers at all?" asked Tang Kong as he pointed at Lin Xian with trembling hands.

"Of course, I have a backer, and its name is a system!" Lin Xian snorted in his heart.

"Nothing. Is it weird to have no backers at all?" Lin Xian said in surprise.

The four of them fell silent when they heard what Lin Xian said. They also looked at Lin Xian as a monster at this time because what Lin Xian achieved was almost impossible for any child to achieve.