Dragon's Origin

"He's not dead? That's great!" Upon hearing that the princess wasn't dead, Mei'er immediately rejoiced. Having been abandoned and adopted herself, she naturally felt sympathy for the princess's similar fate.

"Mei'er!" Wang Sheng suddenly called out. Mei'er looked up at Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng pointed again to the spot where he had just seen the mole, and earnestly said to Mei'er, "The princess's mark is a black mole on her thigh."

Hearing Wang Sheng's words, Mei'er was completely stunned. She knew whether she had a black mole on her body, but the sudden news made it impossible for her to calm down.

Now Mei'er finally understood why Wang Sheng had been making ambiguous movements while speaking. It turned out it was to see if she had that black mole.

Could it be that her true identity was that of the princess who was lost from the palace during the chaos of the Emperor's reign? Was she the Emperor's daughter? Uncle Su's daughter? A current princess?

Originally just an adopted daughter, suddenly transformed into possibly the most noble woman in the world, the leap was too great, and Mei'er couldn't react for a moment.

Really? Wang Sheng would definitely not lie to her, and the black mole on her body was real. More importantly, her naturally alluring physique was not fake. Connecting these things together, Mei'er couldn't find a reason to deny it.

Was she a princess? Mei'er had also imagined what her biological parents were like, perhaps a small family who couldn't afford to raise her, or a wealthy young lady who was fleeing. But she never thought that she would actually be a princess.

"The Emperor, Uncle Su, does he know?" After saying 'The Emperor,' Mei'er seemed to feel something was wrong, and changed it to 'Uncle Su,' but it still felt awkward.

"He definitely has a feeling, but he's not completely sure," Wang Sheng replied. "Otherwise, the Empress wouldn't be so affectionate towards you. By the way, has the Empress ever seen your mole?"

"No!" Mei'er shook her head. "We've had a few beauty treatments together, but the Empress hasn't seen it."

"It doesn't matter," Wang Sheng said softly to Mei'er. "Telling you this is just so you don't continue to have regrets in your heart. You also have parents, and you were lost under their helpless circumstances. You can resent them, or you can forgive them, it all depends on you."

Mei'er listened quietly, without speaking.

"If you want to be a princess, you can acknowledge them at any time," Wang Sheng comforted Mei'er again, holding her small hand. "If you don't want to be a princess for the time being, it doesn't matter. You just need to remember that here, in our home, you will always be the most beloved princess, and that's enough."

With a sob, Mei'er threw herself into Wang Sheng's arms, hugged his neck tightly, and wouldn't let go.

Feeling the strength of Wang Sheng's muscles, Mei'er's eyes streamed with tears like a small stream, tears of surprise, joy, and happiness, and nothing else. Wang Sheng's sentence, 'in our home,' gave Mei'er the greatest happiness. Mei'er even felt that even if she died now, she would have no regrets.

After that, Mei'er basically stayed in Wang Sheng's arms, not getting up. Even if she didn't do anything, just lying in Wang Sheng's arms was incomparable happiness.

Mei'er began to tell Wang Sheng stories from her childhood, stories from when she was in charge of Baoqing Surplus Hall, stories from when she was running Runzi Workshop, some trivial little things that Mei'er remembered clearly, telling Wang Sheng bit by bit. She spoke very leisurely, and would occasionally open her mouth, letting Wang Sheng reach out and feed her a delicious dish, extremely happy.

She told many stories, and Wang Sheng echoed her, sometimes interjecting to ask questions, the atmosphere was very peaceful. Basically, the two of them didn't sleep much that night, spending the whole time chatting. Wang Sheng knew that Mei'er must be very excited, and stayed with her, letting her know that he was by her side.

"What exactly is the method you mentioned for upgrading the Yuan Soul?" Seeing that it was dawn, Mei'er finally remembered what Wang Sheng wanted to tell her, and asked curiously.

"Confidence," Wang Sheng replied to Mei'er very seriously. "The existing Yuan Soul upgrade system only occupies the most common-sense part. In fact, many times, it is wrong."

"Wrong?" Mei'er raised her head from Wang Sheng's arms. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. The current Yuan Soul upgrade system was wrong?

"Most people believe that the highest limit of a Yuan Soul is level nine, which is the Legendary realm," Wang Sheng said to Mei'er, looking down. "However, I have already discovered demon beast experts beyond level nine in the core of the Thousand Absolute Land. This is one example. Also..."

"There's more?" Mei'er asked in disbelief. She knew about super demon beast experts, but this couldn't completely dispel her perception of the level nine limit.

"When the Second Prince rebelled, there was an old guardian from the previous term who fought three against one, evenly matched with the current three royal guardians," Wang Sheng knew that he couldn't convince Mei'er just by relying on demon beasts, so this time he gave a human example. "That old guardian had already entered the realm beyond the ninth level, but he had only just entered, so he was eventually killed by me."

Mei'er definitely couldn't know these secrets. Hearing Wang Sheng talk about them, she didn't doubt their authenticity, but began to feel afraid, that Wang Sheng had actually faced such a terrifying expert.

"There is an armory in Worry-Free City that red-level assassins can use a million gold coins to exchange for a chance to obtain a super technique," Wang Sheng continued. "The person in charge of guarding the armory is a terrifying expert named Uncle Li, who has lived in the underground of Worry-Free City for decades, and now he has probably entered the realm above the tenth level."

Mei'er directly covered her small mouth this time. Human experts were so terrifying?

"Of course, you don't have to pay attention to these," Wang Sheng listened carefully to his surroundings. There were no outsiders within dozens of feet, Wang Sheng lowered his voice, put his lips to Mei'er's ear and whispered, "Lingxu Old Daoist, my senior brother, is a twelfth-level expert."

Mei'er's hand could no longer cover her mouth, she looked at Wang Sheng dumbfounded, until she saw Wang Sheng nod, then she looked at Wang Sheng with a shocked face.

"Therefore, the ninth level is never the limit," Wang Sheng continued after seeing that Mei'er had accepted these things. "The Yuan Soul is the same, the star rating is not a restriction. Every Yuan Soul can actually be upgraded. It just depends on whether your confidence is sufficient, and what it will become after the upgrade."

"Then what can my Illusionary Spirit Fox become after upgrading?" Mei'er asked cooperatively.

"A Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox!" Wang Sheng replied without hesitation.