How Can There Be a Crown Prince in Waiting for 1,000 Years?

"Is this Heavenly Stairway deliberately targeting me?!"

Dragging his aged body around, Feng Xia could not help but roar at the sky.

However, because the First Prince was too old, he could only let out a hoarse rasp before it turned into a series of coughs.

"Damn, I didn't notice it when I turned into a fish and tree. How long has this Lingyun Emperor lived? His eldest prince is about to die of old age, but that guy is still in his prime. He even has the mood to have his sixteenth prince?"

Feng Xia coughed hard a few more times before thinking about the current situation.

No matter what, even though the First Prince was about to die of old age, compared to the fish and trees from before, he was now a human who could move freely. This was a much much better situation.

"It's just that my back hurts when I move…"

He raised his hand and pounded his old waist. At the same time, he continued to flip through the First Prince's memories.