In the Flaming River, the fortress ship carrying the First Prince Wang Fei and the others gradually moved further and further away. Then, it disappeared from sight.
Since he had already promised his little martial nephew, Xiao Chen naturally would not chase after him.
At the shore, Ling Yu no longer had any vitality left.
Naturally, one short sword could not take the life of a Sovereign Personage. However, if a person wanted to die and committed suicide, even a deity would not be able to save him.
Xiao Chen squatted down and looked at Ling Yu's corpse, which had yet to turn cold, wordlessly.
"He severed his own heart meridian and wholeheartedly sought death. Even if we wanted to save him, it would be difficult."
Su Ye, who was at the side, had a worried look on her face. She had a complicated look in her eyes, and all sorts of feelings welled up in her heart.
There was no lack of divine physicians in the imperial capital, Yan City. They could bring the dying back to life and bring the dead back to life.
Although it was difficult to save someone like Ling Yu who had just died not long ago, it was not impossible. One just had to pay a sufficient price.
However, if a person wholeheartedly wanted to die and had no desire to live, even if all the divine doctors in the world gathered together, they would not be able to save him.
"Idiot, why are you so stupid? You were provoked to commit suicide by just a few words from others. I've suffered so much over the years, but haven't I still made it through? "
Su Ye looked at Ling Yu's complexion, which was slowly turning pale. Tears welled up in her eyes as she choked with sobs.
"Don't blame him. He doesn't want me to risk my life for him. He cares about us more than he cares about himself. He doesn't live … happily."
Xiao Chen said softly as he held Ling Yu's hand. His voice was gentle and warm as though Ling Yu was still alive.
He blamed himself. If he had not brought him to the Soaring Dragon Great World, if he had not met Ling Long, perhaps everything would have been different.
He was still young, becoming a king before the age of forty. Given time, he would definitely grow.
However … there were no ifs in this world. Xiao Chen had to face the pressure of the Yanwu Dynasty's First Prince alone at such a young age.
If it was him, would he be able to bear it?
Xiao Chen was silent, unable to give an answer. Perhaps he couldn't bear it either.
Sometimes, he wondered why he cared and doted on his little martial nephew so much.
Most of the time, when he looked at Ling Yu, he was looking at his past self.
Once he met Exquisite, he would miss his whole life! I can make a mistake for the rest of my life, but I will never regret it.
Even if Ling Yu was given another chance, he would definitely not regret meeting headliner Ling Long if he had a choice.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen recalled something and rummaged through the storage ring for a long time.
After a while, he took out a pearl.
"What is this?"
Xiao Chen muttered, "This is a Soul Fixation Pearl. It can protect his soul for seven days. If I have the chance, I really don't want to use this treasure."
The Soul Fixing Pearl was the congratulatory gift that the Ghost Race's Qing Cheng gave to Xiao Chen during his King conferral ceremony in the Kunlun Realm.
"What happens after seven days?"
Xiao Chen said unhurriedly, "This is the reason why I don't want to use it. Because I don't know what will happen after seven days."
Sou sou sou!
Someone had arrived. Xiao Chen and Su Ye raised their brows and turned their heads to look.
A slightly sloppy figure, as light as a swallow, rose and landed in the air. A moment ago, Xiao Chen was extremely far away. In the next second, he arrived before Ling Yu.
The beggar's hair was disheveled, and his face was covered in dirt. Xiao Chen could not see the beggar's expression.
"I just made a trip to the Hidden Spirit Temple … This time, Big Brother will not be able to save you."
The beggar's eyes filled with surprise, sorrow, and helplessness.
Before Xiao Chen and Su Ye could ask, the beggar seemed to think of something. A light flashed in his eyes as he quickly left.
"Senior! Senior …"
Su Ye stepped forward and shouted a few times at the beggar's departing figure.
The beggar did not even turn his head back. After a while, he vanished from the two's sight.
Su Ye appeared disappointed, showing a sad expression.
The two were not fools. Naturally, they could tell that this beggar possessed a special skill and was rather strong. However, they did not know how high this beggar's cultivation was. They could not help but hold on to some faint hope.
Xiao Chen said softly, "Let's go back. If he can save you, he will definitely do so."
…
Five days later, the blazing sun hung high in the imperial capital Yan City. The sky was cloudless for thousands of kilometers around.
Such good weather was rare even in the imperial capital Yan City.
Many people said that the heavens were on their side. Even the heavens were giving their blessings to the First Prince and headliner Ling Long's wedding. The entire imperial capital brimmed with a festive atmosphere.
That was right. Today was the day the First Prince would marry headliner Ling Long.
After preparing for a month and a half, the grand wedding that had spread throughout the world and everyone knew about finally arrived as scheduled.
The entire city celebrated, and the atmosphere was very lively.
Before the wedding, the Smiling Daughter Pavilion already worked with all the headliners of the Pleasure Districts in the imperial capital to parade the streets for three days, pushing the atmosphere to its peak.
Even in the most bustling city in the world, such a scene was incredibly shocking, something that no one had ever seen before.
This resulted in a hubbub of voices on the day of the wedding. Everyone in the city anticipated the wedding.
The streets near the Smiling Daughter Pavilion were packed with people, looking like a mountain or a sea.
The imperial ancestral temple had to send experts in and out to guard against unknown dangers.
However, no one would dare to be careless. Be it the First Prince or the Pleasure District Alliance, none of them were easy to offend.
Furthermore, the two sides worked together.
Everyone knew that the First Prince Wang Fei would soon ride the Huang Clan's Lucky Beast. The First Prince would lead the vast wedding procession to the Smiling Daughter Pavilion to bring headliner Ling Long to the First Prince's residence before holding the wedding.
The better viewing spots in the pavilions on both sides of the street had long since been occupied.
Before the wedding procession arrived, the cultivators in the pavilions were already in a heated discussion.
"The First Prince is truly incredible. With the succession race around the corner, he married in such a high-profile manner and formed an alliance with the Smiling Daughter Pavilion. He immediately overshadowed the Eighth Prince and the Thirteenth Prince. I heard that two-thirds of the one hundred eight feudal vassals rushed over to attend this wedding. "
"Haha! That is natural. We are just here to watch the excitement. However, this is different. Originally, the three princes had similar trump cards. Now that the First Prince obtained the Pleasure District Alliance's help, he immediately pulled away from them. "
"That is not all. The Sword God's Noble Clans, which had not chosen a side all along, finally made their decision after learning about this wedding, placing their bets on the First Prince. This is even more incredible."
"This can be considered a chain reaction. Without this wedding, there would not be so many feudal vassals coming to offer their congratulations. The Su Clan, who was watching from the sidelines, would also not make a decision. I can only say that the First Prince's move of marrying headliner Ling Long is a good one. "
"Indeed. Although Luck is something ethereal, everyone in the world knows about this wedding. Everyone in the entire dynasty knows about it. Everyone probably already has a candidate for the crown prince in their hearts. Unknowingly, this reputation will definitely boost the First Prince's luck. "
"Hehe! Let's just casually chat about the matter of seizing the throne. Only the major characters can participate. Let's just watch the excitement. I heard that the Azure Lotus Sword Immortals will all be coming to the First Prince's residence to celebrate the wedding. "
"Hah! How unfortunate! How unfortunate! The wedding invitations have already reached sky-high prices. It is not something we can afford. Otherwise, I would really like to see the Azure Lotus Sword Immortals dance. "
"If we miss this opportunity, who knows when we can see the Azure Lotus Sword Immortals again?"
The atmosphere in the pavilions became extremely intense, not stopping for even a moment.
However, the people at the tables in groups of three to five did not notice that there were two people at a table by the window with calm expressions and some helplessness on their faces.
One of the two people held a folding fan. The other person wore a hood, hiding his face.
These two were the Heavenly Book Scholar and the Ninth Prince Wang Yan. They looked at the expectant crowd on the street below and listened to the endless discussions in the pavilions.
Both of them seemed disinterested and out of place in this world.
"Brother Xiao, are you still not willing to receive guests?" the Ninth Prince asked softly as he held up a cup of wine under the hood.
The Heavenly Book Scholar nodded and said, "The Misty Rain Pavilion has been closed for five days already. The security is tight. I only managed to enter after a few rounds of questioning. However, I only saw Pavilion Master Su and did not see Xiao Chen. This is truly worrying. "
The matter of the First Prince hounding Ling Yu to death was originally a secret. However, the Heavenly Book Scholar looked at the heavens and divined that someone by Xiao Chen's side had died.
Back then, when Xiao Chen agreed to help the Ninth Prince seize the throne, his request had something to do with Ling Yu.
After the Ninth Prince learned of this, he did not dare to delay.
After Wang Yan asked around, he gained a rough understanding of the situation. He felt it was unfortunate.
Originally, the Ninth Prince wanted to console Xiao Chen. However, he did not see Xiao Chen, which made him even more worried.
Now that Ling Yu was dead, would Xiao Chen still intend to stand up for his martial nephew?
Naturally, the losses outweighed the gains. Ordinary people would not take any action. However, if it was Xiao Chen, everything would be unpredictable.
As the two watched this extraordinarily bustling and joyous scene, they felt somewhat sorrowful in their hearts. However, they were not willing to say anything.
In the end, the imperial capital Yan City was not Ling Yu's city. At the very least, no one would care about the death of an insignificant person. In fact, no one even knew about it.
Everyone was waiting in anticipation for the First Prince to appear and bring them the grandest wedding in the history of the dynasty.
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