“Why am I in danger?” Caspian laughed and asked.
Even though Bowen sounded exaggerated, the look between his brows made Caspian understand that he just acted mysteriously.
“It took a lot of effort for me to come to Spiritual Palace despite not participating in the nation’s official religion election,” Bowen suddenly changed the subject.
After pausing, he continued, “Casper, you probably don’t know yet, but the nation’s official religion election this year is not just as simple as electing the new state religion! It’s to choose the Earling of Efrax’s little princess future husband!”
Caspian nodded.
“I heard about this before, but no news has come out.
Hence, I thought it was just a rumor.”
“Of course, there’s no news! This matter is too important.
If the news is released, many lascivious men will come over!” Bowen said with righteous indignation as if he did not realize that he was one of those men.
Caspian was a little curious, and he asked, “Is a mortal county princess choosing her husband that important?”
The princess choosing her husband might be a big deal for the citizens of Earlington of Efrax, but how much did it matter to cultivators who had long since left that world?
“Casper, you aren’t aware that Earlington of Efrax will choose a husband for the youngest and most beloved daughter of the emperor, Princess Charlotte.
Princess Charlotte has an innate physique!” Bowen lowered his voice.
“Innate physique…” Caspian’s eyes flickered, and he nodded.
That would make sense.
Under normal circumstances, cultivators with innate physiques had more advantages than ordinary cultivators, and it was easier to step onto higher realms.
That was somewhat similar to a gifted, intelligent scholar who had photographic memory in the mortal world.
With just a little effort, the person could surpass other hard-working people far behind.
However, there were also high and low levels of the natural physique.
Naturally, the higher the level, the stronger the talent.
Even so, the weakest natural physique was still much stronger than the average cultivator.
“I wonder what Princess Charlotte’s innate physique is…” Caspian wondered.
If it was just a princess with a natural physique choosing her husband, Bowen made a big fuss over a small matter.
“I don’t know about that,” Bowen’s answer just slightly disappointed Caspian, but he quickly delivered another big news, “But I know that Princess Charlotte’s innate physique has attracted the attention of an influential person.
This person will bring Princess Charlotte to a sect that’s more powerful and mysterious than the six major sects to study.
Moreover, the husband chosen by Princess Charlotte will also be taken to that sect to practice together!”
When he said these words, Bowen appeared as if he wanted to shout, “Princess, choose me! Choose me!”
Hearing that, Caspian’s expression changed slightly, and he exclaimed, “What? More powerful and mysterious than the six major sects?”
“Yes, that’s right.” Bowen nodded and leaned closer to Caspian, whispering, “Casper, you should also know that the Earlington of Efrax is not the largest country in this Idacith, and the Heavenly Spirit Realm is not the apex of the pathway to immortality.
If this Earlington of Efrax is described as a fish pond, then the outside world is like a big river, and above the big river, there are vast lakes, and above the lakes, there’s the boundless sea.”
Bowen’s face flushed red when he said that, and his breathing became heavy.
It was apparent that thinking about the endless path to immortality and powerful strength would inevitably make anyone feel incomparable enthusiasm, wanting to climb the peak bravely and overlook the world.
Caspian’s eyes flashed with bright lights.
In his mind, the majestic city shown in Thousand Machines Box appeared again.
After coming to the capital of Earlington of Efrax that time, he found that although it was already the most prosperous place in Earlington of Efrax, it was still not as good as the remote corner of the towering city.
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