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Chapter 85

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'Last minute mission? '

The system's voice was still echoing in Bu Fang's mind. He had a slightly astonished expression on his face. Why did the last minute mission come so quickly this time? He had only just leveled up and a mission had already appeared.

Carrying out the first ingredient hunt … There was only one day to prepare. Bu Fang frowned. Wasn't one day a little too rushed?

"System, the purpose of capturing ingredients is to teleport me to the Wildlands, right? Then what about my store? Is it not open for business? "Bu Fang doubtfully asked.

"The host has a time limit of two days to capture ingredients. If the host is unable to capture a suitable ingredient within two days, the host will be deemed to have failed the last minute mission and 10% of the crystal's Origin Energy Conversion Rate will be deducted as punishment. During the two days of capturing ingredients, the store will be temporarily closed for business," the system said in its usual aloof tone.

Bu Fang nodded. He had gained a better understanding of this last minute mission. However, he was becoming more and more nervous. If he failed, 10% of the Origin Energy Conversion Rate would be deducted … This was practically gouging out the flesh in Bu Fang's heart.

The Origin Energy Conversion Rate was extremely important for Bu Fang to level up. It was not easy for him to raise it to 50%. If 10% was deducted because of a mission failure, then Bu Fang could only go to the toilet and cry.

After yawning, Bu Fang returned to his room and lay on his bed. Not long after, the sound of rhythmic breathing could be heard.

...

The crown prince's palace.

The crown prince, Ji Chengan, had a gloomy expression as he tightly clenched his fists. His fingernails were almost digging into the flesh of his palms. It was obvious how angry the crown prince was at this moment.

"Ji Chengyu … You actually dared to collude with a foreign sect! You're courting death! " Ji Chengan's face was ashen. As he looked at Xushi's withered corpse in the main hall, his eyes were filled with unconcealable sorrow.

Xushi had been with him for many years and had always been his most capable subordinate. Now, he was brutally murdered by Ji Chengyu. Even though he did not have any evidence to prove that King Yu was colluding with sects from outside the region, anyone with a discerning eye would know that King Yu was the only one who would go and ruin the soup at that time.

"Ji Chengyu, oh, Ji Chengyu … You claim to be meticulous in your calculations, but this time, you still made a big mistake. Even I could guess that you colluded with the sects from the Outer Domain. With Father's wisdom, how could he not know? Do you really think that Imperial Father is senile? "

A mocking smile suddenly appeared on the Crown Prince's gloomy face, and the pleasure in his eyes became even more intense.

"Just as I said … you're courting death!"

The Crown Prince's cold laughter echoed throughout the Crown Prince Palace. It was filled with suppressed anger and killing intent.

King Yu's manor.

King Yu was sitting on a sandalwood chair with one of his legs crossed. His slender palm lightly patted on his knee as he calmly gazed into the distance.

His expression was very calm and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry. However, it was precisely this calmness that made others feel even more terrified.

At the entrance, a hunched figure trembled as he walked in. His body was trembling as if he was on the verge of collapsing, as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

Hun Qianyun's aura was extremely dispirited and had almost fallen to the level of a fifth grade Battle-King. It was obvious that the secret technique he used to escape this time had greatly injured his body.

"This old man … greets King Yu." Hun Qianyun seemed to have become even skinnier, to the point that he was practically a bag of bones. The two lumps of spirit fire in his eye sockets had also become extremely dim.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems like our Soul Sect's head elder's injuries aren't light. It's as if I could crush his bones with a single finger." The corner of King Yu's mouth curled up as he playfully looked at Hun Qianyun, who was below the steps. He raised a finger and lightly gestured.

The spirit fire in Hun Qianyun's eye sockets trembled and his body slightly tensed up. A faint layer of pitch-black true energy hovered around his body.

"What is the meaning of this, King Yu? Even though this old man is heavily injured … I've already perfectly completed my mission. King Yu wouldn't go so far as to burn the bridge after crossing it, right? "

King Yu gave him a glance and simply said, "That's right. You've completed your mission, but you've also left me with a big problem. Don't you know? "

"I only needed you to destroy that Sage Herb Phoenix Chicken Soup. After you killed the crown prince's men, destroy their corpses and don't leave behind any traces. However … why did you provoke that mysterious store?" King Yu's tone suddenly became cold. He stood up from his chair and his tall and straight figure suddenly emitted an oppressive aura.

This was the oppressive aura of a person of high status as it pressed toward Hun Qianyun.

Hun Qianyun inwardly sighed. King Yu was indeed King Yu. As expected of Emperor Changfeng's son. Even though his strength was inferior to his, the oppressive aura he gave off was not the slightest bit weaker...

However, Hun Qianyun was actually not too worried. King Yu might not dare to shed all pretenses of cordiality with his Soul Sect, so King Yu might not dare to kill him.

As expected, King Yu's oppressive aura quickly dissipated as he indifferently glanced at Hun Qianyun.

"I'll let you off this time. As the saying goes, 'Things don't happen more than three times'. If you mess up the next mission, it won't be as simple as getting sent back to the Soul Sect." King Yu stood with his hands behind his back as he indifferently said. A wave of true energy coiled around his body and it felt as if even the air was about to collapse.

Hun Qianyun took a deep breath. King Yu's cultivation level had already reached the peak of fifth grade Battle-King and was only a step away from reaching sixth grade Battle-Emperor...

Hun Qianyun retreated and King Yu was the only one left in the main hall.

He raised his hand and a ball of true energy hovered in the air. Then, he abruptly crushed it...

"My dear elder brother, you must be feeling pleased with yourself for discovering my weakness right now. However … so what? If father really wants to execute me, then as his son, I can only … resist. "

...

As Xiao Meng walked out of the Gate of Heavenly Mystery, he turned around to glance at the majestic Main Hall and helplessly sighed.

Even someone as wild and unruly as Emperor Changfeng was defeated by time in the end. After waging war against the sects for over a hundred years, his own son ended up colluding with the sects to crush his last hope of surviving … It was truly ironic.

"Without becoming a Supreme-Being, one is still a mortal …" Xiao Meng had a solemn expression on his face as his blade-like eyebrows tightly knitted together. With a light sigh, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Within the Main Hall, the elderly emperor was constantly coughing as he sat on the dragon throne. His aura was becoming increasingly dispirited and there seemed to be an aura of death on his face.

Lian Fu's face was filled with worry as he looked at the emperor. His face was also filled with sorrow.

"Your Majesty … Why don't this old servant call the imperial physician over to take a look?" Lian Fu asked.

The emperor waved his hand. Even his gaze was a little turbid, but his domineering aura did not diminish in the slightest.

"My lifelong wish is to wipe out the sects and restore peace to the empire. The existence of the sects is ultimately a hidden danger," the emperor said in a hoarse voice. There was no joy or sorrow in his tone. "Now, my good son is actually colluding with the sects for the sake of the throne. Isn't this extremely ironic?"

"My old face feels like it's on fire."

Lian Fu did not say anything. He respectfully stood to the side with a solemn expression.

The emperor shakily stood up and chuckled. His hoarse laughter echoed within the Main Hall of the imperial palace.

"I am Emperor Changfeng, an emperor who wiped out hundreds of sects. Even if I am past my prime, I cannot allow my own son to slap me in the face like this. As a son, he should show his father the respect he deserves … He will understand very soon."

His calm voice contained a hint of arrogance and confidence as it echoed within the Main Hall before gradually dissipating.

Lian Fu's expression became even more respectful as he bowed and watched the emperor's disappearing figure.

...

The next day, early morning.

Bu Fang was open for business as usual. However, he had to inform Xiaoyi that he would be suspending business for two days. This was to prevent her from foolishly coming over and getting the door slammed in her face.

Fatty Jin and the others arrived in a grandiose manner, causing the quiet store to become a little livelier. Fatty Jin's eyes were sharp and when he discovered the new dish, Red Braised Meat, his eyes immediately lit up.

"Owner Bu, this new dish is a little expensive … It actually costs a hundred crystals. This is really not cheap." The price of the Red Braised Meat slightly dampened Fatty Jin's enthusiasm. After all, even though he was a nouveau riche … even a nouveau riche would feel the pinch if he had to pay a few hundred crystals a day.

"The new dish won't disappoint you. Trust me," Bu Fang expressionlessly said.

Fatty Jin squinted at Bu Fang for a long time before finally slamming the table and ordering the Red Braised Meat. The corners of Bu Fang's mouth curled up as he turned around and entered the kitchen.

When he carried the fragrant Red Braised Meat out of the kitchen, Xiaoyi had already arrived at the store.

At the same time, an old and familiar figure slowly stepped into the store.

"Owner Bu, the words on your board are not as good as mine," the old man said with a chuckle.

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