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Chapter 1

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"Husband, I'm scared!"

Shangguan Yun was only left with a red dudou. She lowered her head and blushed shyly. Today was her wedding day with Du Feng, and it was their wedding night.

"Don't worry, my wife. I won't hurt you."

Du Feng gently removed the red dudou, and the two of them finally met each other naked. His eyes were filled with boundless gentleness as he explored the most mysterious place. As the son of the Pill Sovereign, he had disregarded the opposition of the entire human world to marry a demon race woman, and this day had finally arrived.

The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, and the guards outside had already been sent away by Du Feng. This was the Pill Sovereign Celestial Capital, and no one dared to cause trouble here. The two newlyweds could finally be together after going through so many hardships. At this moment, they were completely relaxed, and welcomed the most sacred moment.

"Pfft!"

It sounded like something was being pierced. It was very soft, and could not be heard if one didn't listen carefully. Shangguan Yun frowned slightly, and her face turned from red to white. Then, tears flowed down from her eyes. Meanwhile, Du Feng's eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be very agitated. Even the veins on his neck were popping out. He opened his mouth, and his throat opened a few times, but no sound came out.

A Shadowless Sword directly pierced through Du Feng's dantian. This was the woman he loved and trusted the most, but she betrayed him at the most crucial moment of his life. On their wedding night, just as the groom was about to enter the bride's body, he was actually stabbed. The Shadowless Sword was formless, and no one would be able to see it even if he wore no clothes. It seemed like Shangguan Yun had been plotting this for a long time.

"Roar …"

In his rage, Du Feng let out an angry roar, and he wanted to explode his Inner Core to perish together. Since he was going to die anyway, he might as well die together. At least he would have a companion on the road to the Yellow Springs. When he reached the Yellow Springs, he would definitely ask Shangguan Yun why she was treating him like this.

"Restrain …"

At the crucial moment, Du Feng's best brother, Tang Kun, suddenly appeared beside the bed. His hands shook out the Dragon-snaring Lasso, and he directly locked Du Feng's body. No matter how much divine power he had, he wouldn't be able to resist. The son of the Alchemy Sovereign, a genius of a generation, died on his wedding night.

"Why, why …"

Du Feng suddenly woke up and let out an angry roar. He suddenly slapped the sofa and jumped up. Then, he fell face first onto the cold ground. He found that he could make a sound, but it was not in the room he had been in before. Everything around him had changed. It was a completely unfamiliar scene.

It hurts so much. I didn't die. The memories of the two lives fused in his brain, and Du Feng instantly understood what was going on. He was killed by Shangguan Yun, and then his soul was reborn in the body of the Seventh Prince of Rong Tian Kingdom. Although he was now face down and butt up on the ground, he couldn't help but feel ecstatic, because as long as he was alive, there was a chance.

On their wedding night, another man appeared in a room that was supposed to be only for the two of them, and he was able to sneak attack them from behind at the last moment. Could it be that the two of them … Since there was a chance for them to be reborn, then Shangguan Yun, Tang Kun, you adulterous couple, just you wait! Du Feng's body was still very weak, and he fainted again when he was agitated.

"Water, water …"

When he woke up, he felt that his mouth was dry. This body was much weaker than the body he had when he was alive. Fortunately, he fainted in the prince's mansion. If he was outside, he would be dead for sure. Looking at the new clothes on his body and the blanket covering him, he didn't need to think to know that it was definitely made by the servant girl, Chun Wan.

"It's a little hot. Young Master, drink slowly."

Chun Wan blew on the rice soup in the small spoon, and tested the temperature by her cherry lips. Only then did she dare to feed the young master.

Du Feng took the opportunity to size up Chun Wan. She was tall and curvaceous, and her skin was fair and delicate. Her eyes were like limpid autumn waters, and they were filled with intelligence. Although her clothes were a little plain, her appearance and temperament didn't seem like that of a servant girl. Instead, she seemed like an unmarried young miss of a rich family. With such a considerate servant girl, he still went to the Hundred Flowers Tower every day. He didn't know what the seventh prince was thinking in the past.

After drinking three bowls of warm rice soup in a row, a warm feeling finally rose in his lower abdomen. Tomorrow was the day the clan would offer sacrifices to activate the Bloodline Martial Spirit. Those people just had to make their move today. Obviously, they didn't want to give the seventh prince a chance. He didn't expect that he would encounter such a situation right after his rebirth. He had to plan carefully.

Just as he recovered a little of his strength, Du Feng dragged his heavily injured body and hurriedly sat up. Using the cultivation technique from his previous life's memories, he started to treat his injuries. All the meridians in his body were shattered, and only his dantian and heart meridians were not completely destroyed. It seemed that the culprit didn't want him to die in the Hundred Flowers Tower, and wanted him to die on the road or at home. His injuries were quite severe. Fortunately, as the son of the Pill Emperor, he had come into contact with a few decent cultivation techniques of the human race. So, it wouldn't be a problem for him to endure this stage.

The human race really had a lot of cultivation techniques, which were different from the demon race's, which only cultivated their bodies to strengthen their bodies. Mortal-class cultivation techniques, yellow-class cultivation techniques, mortal-class cultivation techniques, mystic class cultivation techniques, earth-class cultivation techniques, heaven-class cultivation techniques, and above that were king-class cultivation techniques. The human body was weak, so they relied on various cultivation techniques to increase their fighting strength. Du Feng was in the process of cultivating to treat his injuries when he heard a noise coming from outside.

"Young Master is already asleep. Sixth Prince, please come back tomorrow."

"Seventh Brother, look what I brought for you."

The sixth prince didn't care about the servant girl Chun Wan's obstruction. He directly pushed open the door and barged in. Taking advantage of the push, he pinched her waist. In his other hand, he held an exquisite wooden box. When he opened it, it revealed a three-hundred-year-old Blood Ginseng.

"Thank you, Sixth Brother. It's not convenient for me to get up because of my serious injuries."

Du Feng restrained his aura. His Cultivation seemed to be on the verge of being crippled. His face was pale and he was sweating profusely. It was obvious that he had not recovered from his serious injuries. He barely propped up half of his body and looked like he was on the verge of collapse. It was as if he would fall off the bed and fall to his death with a slight misstep.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just came to see you. Don't forget to go to the royal ceremony tomorrow."

The sixth prince acted very intimately and patted Du Feng's shoulder. He didn't know if it was because he didn't control his strength well, but the pat caused him to stagger and almost fall off the bed. However, this person reacted quickly and hurriedly supported Du Feng.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. Seventh Brother, remember to take your medicine."

After the sixth prince understood Du Feng's condition, he left in satisfaction. When that tuberculosis ghost failed to activate his Martial Spirit tomorrow, he would be chased out of the prince's residence. At that time, Chun Wan would be at his mercy. The sixth prince sniffed the hand that had just molested her. There was still a young girl's body fragrance on it. When he thought of Chun Wan's big and soft thing, as well as her shy, scared, and not daring to resist, he couldn't help but laugh out loud after walking for a short distance.

After he left, Du Feng held the blood ginseng and revealed an indescribable smile. A three-hundred-year-old blood ginseng was a good thing for martial artists. Normally, the seventh prince couldn't afford it with his status. However, to send the blood ginseng at this time, he definitely didn't have good intentions.

It seemed like this sixth prince had ulterior motives. The funny thing was that the previous owner of this body, the seventh prince, actually thought of him as a good person and called him Sixth Brother. Judging from the reaction of the guards in the Prince's Mansion, this assassination was definitely related to the Sixth Prince.

Haha, a good blood ginseng actually had something added to it. As the son of the Pill Emperor, what kind of poison had he not seen before? What was a small Cultivation Dissipation Powder to him? This sixth prince was really ruthless. He even soaked the blood ginseng in a slow-acting poison. This kind of poison wouldn't kill, but it would make the person unable to use the martial artist's elemental energy.

Tomorrow was the crucial moment of the royal family's ceremony to activate their Martial Spirit. An injured and weak body would easily fail the activation. If they were poisoned by the Cultivation Dissipation Powder, they wouldn't be able to use the slightest bit of martial artist's elemental energy. The activation would definitely fail and they would be expelled from the royal family.

Du Feng didn't use the blood ginseng. Instead, he ordered Chun Wan to fetch a few medicinal herbs. First level low-grade medicinal herbs were cheap. They were all common things that were usually used to treat the servants' colds and fevers. A few taels of silver each was something that even the servant girls could afford. First level mid-grade medicinal herbs cost a few dozen taels of silver each. High grade ones would cost several hundred or even a thousand taels of silver.

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