Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao C.3962 Imperial Prince

3962 Imperial Prince

"Ling Han, my Young Master has summoned you!" A purple-robed man ran to his abode, and then said these words.

Ling Han faltered upon hearing this. What was going on?

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"And what is your Young Master?" Ling Han asked with a smile.

"How dare you!" The purple-robed man flew into a thunderous rage, and delivered a palm strike towards Ling Han.

He was in the late stage of the Core Formation Tier, and he had used his full power in this strike without any reservations at all.

Ling Han frowned, and dodged to the side.

The purple-robed man didn't attack again. Instead, he proudly retracted his palm, and said, "Our Young Master is the descendant of Ancestral Fire Clouds, Imperial Son Lin Lang!"

Imperial Son?

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With a thought from Ling Han, he said, "Alright, then let's go and see your Imperial Son."

He was curious. Why had an Imperial Son come to find him?

Furthermore, was there still a true Imperial Son now? Who knew how many generations of imperial grandsons there had already been.

The purple-robed man only thought that Ling Han was afraid. He revealed an expression of pride. In the present era, the strongest force was naturally the Imperial Clans. As long as they revealed the identity of the Imperial Clan, the Nine Suns Holy Land could only welcome them with open arms.

He led the way ahead, and very soon, brought Ling Han to a pavilion, and in the pavilion, there was presently a white-robed young man sitting upright. Behind him stood a young man and woman.

The woman was as beautiful as a flower, and she was a Core Formation Tier cultivator. She was dressed in red, and she stood with her hands by her sides like a maidservant.

As for the male… yi, Lin Qi!

Hold on, Lin Qi and Lin Lang? Oh, they were a family. However, Lin Qi came from a side branch, and only possessed a sliver of the Imperial Clan bloodline. He was not qualified to be called the Imperial Son at all.

Was he trying to stand up for Lin Qi?

Ling Han turned to look at the white-robed person who was sitting upright. This was a tall, slender man, who looked to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old. He was handsome and dashing, exuding an extraordinary aura.

So this was the Imperial Son, Lin Lang?

'Huh? I can't tell what cultivation level he's at.'

Ling Han was surprised. This white-robed person seemed to have been enshrouded in a fog, so it was difficult to distinguish his cultivation level, making him appear extremely mysterious.

However…

Ling Han activated his ocular technique, and he immediately saw very clearly that this white-robed person was a Cauldron Forging Tier. Furthermore, he could only vaguely see a Celestial Cauldron.

Was it the Human Cauldron… or a Fusion Cauldron?

"Reporting to Young Master, Ling Han has arrived," the purple-robed man said respectfully to the white-robed young man.

The white-robed young man was naturally Lin Lang. He nodded, and did not even raise his eyes. He merely lowered his head to look at a jade pendant.

What arrogance.

"How dare you, kneel down!" Lin Qi shouted loudly.

Yi?

Ling Han was astonished. Why was he putting on airs now?

He couldn't help but laugh in spite of himself, "Lin Qi, do you want to be beaten again?"

Lin Qi's face involuntarily flushed red. Previously, when he had combusted his Imperial Blood, he had still been unable to defeat Ling Han. Now, his Imperial Blood was still far from recovering, so how could he possibly be a match for Ling Han?

However, the members of the main clan were right in front of him, so how could he be weaken the might of the Imperial Clan?

"Ling Han, you have to know who the person in front of you is!" he said balefully.

"A guy who doesn't know proper etiquette," Ling Han said calmly. "I was invited here, yet the person in charge didn't even look at me directly. Hehe, who spoiled him to the extent of such poor manners?"

"How dare you!" The purple-robed man and the red-clothed woman both rebuked angrily.

Yet Lin Lang finally raised his head, and stretched out a hand to press down. Instantly, the purple-robed man and the red-clothed woman once again stood, their hands by their sides, indescribably obedient.

"I heard that you defeated a few minor characters of the Western Heavenly Realm, and were thus called the number one elite of the Cauldron Forging Tier. Hehe, what a joke." He looked at Ling Han and shook his head, looking pitiful, as if he was mocking Ling Han for being a frog at the bottom of a well.

"Are you trying to say that you're actually the strongest Cauldron Forging Tier elite?" Ling Han asked.

"Hehe, putting aside whether I'm the strongest Cauldron Forging Tier or not, it definitely can't be you," Lin Lang said. "How many Imperial Sons and Imperial Daughters haven't appeared yet, so what right do you have to rule?"

Ling Han scoffed and said, "When I was fighting for the North Heavenly Realm, where were you enjoying yourself? Now that I've defeated the people from the West Heavenly Realm, you come here and tell me that I'm not the strongest Cauldron Forging Tier?"

"I just want to say one thing, are you f****** despicable?"

When these words fell, the expressions of the man in purple and the woman in red changed drastically, and though Lin Qi also looked furious, there was a hint of a cold smirk on his face.

After offending Lin Lang, Ling Han would definitely be done for.

Lin Lang, on the other hand, was not angered. He only shook his head, "After all, with vulgar birth, there are no manners at all."

"Young Master, let me cripple him!" the purple-robed man commanded.

This was really overbearing. This was the Nine Suns Holy Land, and Ling Han was also the most valued disciple here. However, this measly Core Formation Tier cultivator dared to declare that he wanted to cripple him.

Lin Lang smiled faintly, "I want to move personally."

"Young Master!" The purple-robed man and the red-clothed woman called out at the same time, "With your status, how could this brat be worthy!"

Lin Lang waved his hand and said, "Heh, this brat actually dares to claim that he's the number one Cauldron Forging Tier? I'll let him know what it means to be a frog at the bottom of a well."

Hearing Lin Lang's words, the purple-robed man and the red-clothed woman did not try to persuade him further.

However, they were all proud, and thought that Ling Han would definitely lose.

Lin Lang stood up, crossed his arms behind his back, and slowly walked towards Ling Han, "Having only defeated a few cats and dogs, and you actually dare to call yourself the number one elite of Cauldron Forging Tier. What a joke."

"Could it be that you don't know that this world belongs to the Imperial Clans?"

Ling Han shook his head, "Does the strength of the Imperial Clan all come from their mouths?"

"Haha, you are really arrogant!" Lin Lang smirked coldly, his expression finally darkening.

This lowly commoner was really too detestable.

Boom, he released his aura, and instantly, a frightening might swept out like waves, wave after wave.

It was indeed very strong.

Ling Han nodded internally. To be honest, this Lin Lang was indeed stronger than Wang Huazang, Ma Ziming, and the other prodigies of the Western Heavenly Realm. In fact, he had even surpassed their combined forces. No wonder he had seen the live broadcast on the Galaxy Network and still dared to challenge him to a duel.

However, Ling Han hadn't used much of his abilities at that time. At most, he could only unleash battle prowess at the Second Heaven or Third Heaven of the Core Formation Tier.

"Looks like you still have some talent. In future, follow me, and become my dog!" Lin Lang declared proudly.

"Quickly thank Young Master!" On the side, the purple-robed man immediately shouted.

Ling Han shook his head, and said, "How can anyone be so honorable as a dog?"

"Ha, becoming a dog for the Imperial Clan s your greatest honour," Lin Lang said. Then, he threw a punch at Ling Han.

Boom! Power condensed, turning into a green-colored iron fist that was the size of a human head. It was covered densely with divine patterns, as well as innumerable seals.

The force of the punch surged over, and Ling Han merely snapped his fingers casually. Pa, a burst of power shot over, and this green fist immediately shattered, turning back into the power of heaven and earth.

"That's all you've got?" Ling Han asked in surprise.

A hint of anger appeared on Lin Lang's face. This lowly commoner actually dared to look down on him?

"You're seeking death!" He threw another punch, and this time, the force of his punch actually turned into an Azure Dragon.