"Selection chaos?"

"How come you both heard about this as soon as you arrived in Dongyue?"

"Honestly, this matter is no small affair in Dongyue. Its complexity far exceeds what you can imagine. If it were ordinary people, they probably wouldn't be qualified to know the truth. But you guys asked the right person."

"I happen to know the inside story, and maybe I can write about it in the future."

He slapped his hand on the table.

He had the demeanor of a storyteller, his old face showing a hint of ruddy color, proving that he was slightly tipsy. Don't be fooled by Elder Ge's unkempt appearance — he's been stationed in Dongyue for years.

In reality, every old person hopes their children will visit more often, so he was exceptionally happy today.

Elder Ge had no sons, only two disciples. To him, the sect disciples are like his children. Every time he sees people from the sect coming to visit him, bringing him some specialty items from home, or giving him news from the sect about someone taking on a disciple, or a disciple getting into a fight over some matter.

Or whether it's a wedding or a funeral, as long as there's an open topic, he becomes very eager, shaking his head constantly. Cen Yueyue, upon seeing this, was curious and proactively poured the wine, while Jiang Feng directly served some snacks.

Anyway, they were in Dongyue's old capital to gain experience by meeting masters and broadening their horizons. Treasures weren't their priority. Would the old capital, spanning seven hundred miles, be completely scavenged in one or two days because they delayed?

It's unrealistic.

On the contrary, the first batch entering Dongyue's old capital was the most dangerous, because nobody knew what kind of demons might appear in the Poisonous Land sealed for a hundred years.

Bang—

A porcelain bowl hit the table.

"Selection chaos. These four words are indeed appropriate. To put it briefly, the Imperial Family of the East Sea Clan planned to find a successor, followed by selecting a bride from seventeen other families for the prince. This led to dissatisfaction and chaos among the families — that's the truth."

"...Uh."

Plain and simple.

He scratched his head. He didn't expect the story to be this straightforward. Even Cen Yueyue was quite speechless — was it all because of such a trivial matter? Wait a minute.

"It shouldn't be. Choosing a bride from the house to marry the prince is quite normal. Political marriages have always been like this, not to mention, when born into a big family, regardless of gender, one must be prepared to serve the family. What harm is there in marrying a few people into the palace? Why would there be dissatisfaction?"

Quickly finding the blind spot.

If your daughter becomes an Imperial Concubine in the palace, why would you be dissatisfied? No need to ask the woman's willingness — even if it's a pig, once married, it's no big deal.

Can't marry one every day.

"You guess."

Mysteriously uttered two words.

"Could it be because she's too ugly?"

"In my earlier years, I met Prince Ji. He had just reached adulthood, was handsome and charming, with a refined and elegant demeanor. Not to say ugly, even a casual smile to ordinary girls could captivate them, making them flock to him. Anyway, he was much more attractive than you, boy."

"Damn..."

Noticing the old man's smug expression, Jiang Feng now understood why the elders at the Mountain Gate made such harsh statements — Elder Ge's character was just like theirs.

Surely a family!

"Perhaps cruel temperament, delight in killing, poor conduct?"

"Prince Ji is kind, calm, never handled any unjust cases. Since adulthood, he started managing family affairs, and the entire Dongyue was convinced by his methods, truly a gentleman. Definitely much more decent than you."

"You... I see. It's because he dislikes his family's arrangement, unwilling to be entangled in trivial matters, then attempts to change Dongyue's current landscape, but fails due to insufficient power, causing self-destruction?"

"No, he is deeply in love, mutually respectful, and Prince Ji successfully condensed his Nascent Soul at only twenty-six, reaching the peak before forty. Preceding the chaos in Dongyue, he even entered Divinity Transformation. His talent is comparable to that of the Little Saintess beside you."

This sentence frightened Jiang Feng, causing his hand to nearly drop the wine glass.

Such a prodigy — at twenty-six mastering Nascent Soul, by forty reaching its pinnacle, and approaching Divinity Transformation after forty — comparable to Cen Yueyue's monstrous talent.

But he was even more puzzled. Logically, such a prized figure shouldn't be discarded like refuse; rather, they should be hotly contested by everyone.

Exemplary conduct, extraordinary talent. Can effectively manage Dongyue's regime, gaining national approval. Forget about a woman, even as a man hearing this makes one tempted.

What dissatisfaction do these families have? Causing chaos over selection? Are they mad?

"So what is the reason then?"

Not just Jiang Feng, but even Cen Yueyue was confused. Elder Ge's tone made it clear that Prince Ji was an outstanding successor, a top choice in all aspects, yet Elder Ge calmly spoke:

"Because marrying him equates to death."

"Hmm?"

Eyes filled with confusion.

But he knew at this moment he shouldn't make random guesses and chose to listen quietly, having sensed some regret in Elder Ge's voice — not because of his fondness for Dongyue, but the lament of talent wasted.

"For any High Grade lineage, a marital partner must also be High Grade, at least excellent level, to continue the powerful bloodline of the East Sea Clan. Any family or Imperial member must possess Superior Genealogy."

"This is generally the same among other races, even the Demon Race. But the issue lies in selecting the best bloodlines among the seventeen clans to marry the prince, which severely damages these families. Any woman marrying Prince Ji is likely to die..."

Elder Ge's smile suddenly vanished, replaced by calmness and indifference.

"Because they are dissected while alive, their unborn child and cultivation absorbed to nourish the fetus."

Eyelids twitched.

He was now slowly realizing the peculiarity of the situation.

"Starting from the first concubine until now, totaling twenty-two. Sixteen fetuses extracted — others died before pregnancy."

"Sixteen fetuses, from the complete ten-month term to the embryonic form in two months, repeating continuously. Each fetus, despite pure bloodline, couldn't survive long. The mothers died tragically. From the first fetus, survival time increased from half a day to currently four months."

"The root cause is due to the Prince contracting a disease, locally called by seventeen clans as..."

"Feathering Disease."

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