"Let's hear it."
Zhao Feng could only think about it when he heard the word "Crown Prince," but he didn't know the specifics.
The expressions of the other three froze. They were subjects of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty, but they didn't know about the Crown Prince Seal?
Bi Qingyue quickly accepted this. She had interacted with Zhao Feng for a while now and knew that Zhao Feng was a cultivation maniac. Even though he was in the intelligence agency, he didn't pay much attention to the outside world.
Old Ying had been observing Zhao Feng with his single eye ever since he came in. The more he observed, the more shocked he became. It was as if he could see things that others couldn't.
If it weren't for the fact that Zhao Feng's reputation was too bad, Old Ying would have approved of the Ninth Prince hiring this helper.
"The symbol of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty is the Imperial Seal, and the Imperial Seal used to be the Crown Prince's Seal," the Ninth Prince organized his thoughts and said in a solemn tone.
The Imperial Seal was the symbol of the Great Gan Lord Dynasty. It was the carrier of the lord dynasty's providence, and the Sacred Emperor could enjoy the providence of the lord dynasty.
Every generation of Sacred Emperors was chosen from the princes and went through a lot of trials and tribulations.
The key to deciding the victor was the Crown Prince's Seal, which proved who the Crown Prince was.
"This generation of Sacred Emperors only has ten years left. Four years later, there will be a fight for the position of Crown Prince."
Bi Qingyue paused for a moment. Calculating the time, that was indeed the case.
She had been busy managing the Ocean Smoke Pavilion and had forgotten about this.
The battle for the position of Crown Prince was a grand event in the Great Gan Lord Dynasty. Almost all the two-star and three-star powers and families would participate. This was an opportunity to reshuffle the cards.
In the past, the Ocean Smoke Pavilion was a subordinate force of Nine Darkness Palace and didn't have the right to participate, but it was different now.
"What does this have to do with me?" Zhao Feng yawned and seemed to be distracted.
Old Ying's mouth twitched when he saw that Zhao Feng was still like this. "The battle for the position of Crown Prince isn't as simple as you think. All the princes will enter another dimension, and each prince has a certain number of spots. They can bring other people in to help them."
"Zhao Feng, I need your help to fight for the position of Crown Prince!" The Ninth Prince's expression was serious, and his eyes were sincere.
Everything that had happened in the Divine Illusion Dimension was deeply engraved in the Ninth Prince's mind. The Purple-Haired Demonic Duo had fought against all the forces with just the two of them, making them feel helpless and fearful.
Apart from the Sky Sword Pavilion obtaining a damaged Ancient God Artifact, the Purple-Haired Demonic Duo had gained the most from the ancient mysterious palace.
A large part of the reason they were able to survive the Black Destruction Serpent Dragon's claws was because of the Purple-Haired Demonic Duo.
The Ninth Prince thought about it carefully. The Purple-Haired Demonic Duo didn't have a good reputation, and Nan Gongsheng had been infected by the power of the Evil God and was being chased by many forces.
He could only recruit Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng was extremely mysterious, and he had even obtained a support-type substandard God weapon, the Misty Spatial World.
He believed that this Substandard God Artifact would be of great help to him when he fought for the position of Crown Prince.
Furthermore, Zhao Feng's battle-power couldn't be underestimated. His eye-bloodline and state of existence were extremely strong, and now that he had reached the late stages of the Void God Realm, he would definitely be even stronger. If he was recruited, he would definitely be an important person.
He also knew that the Eighth Prince didn't get along with Zhao Feng, and the Thirteenth Prince even viewed Zhao Feng as an enemy, so he immediately rushed over.
Bi Qingyue stood behind Zhao Feng and was filled with excitement and joy.
She didn't expect that her master would be personally recruited by a prince. Her master definitely wouldn't let go of such a good opportunity.
That dimension was the resting place of the imperials, and it contained countless inheritances and treasures. The weakest treasure was at the level of a Quasi-Sacred Lord.
Some people even suspected that there was an inheritance of a Demigod expert from the early imperials.
Who knew how many people fought for this spot, throwing away countless precious treasures.
Once the Ninth Prince, whom Zhao Feng was assisting, won, even Zhao Feng would receive a large amount of providence and be protected by Heaven and Earth.
In the future, if the Ninth Prince took over, Zhao Feng might even be able to join the imperials and enter the upper echelon of the Grand Imperial Hall.
Zhao Feng's force would also rise because of this.
With Old Ying and the Ninth Prince's explanation, Zhao Feng had a basic understanding of the battle to be Crown Prince.
Zhao Feng didn't really want the inheritances in that dimension.
These inheritances were left behind by the imperials, so it would be easier to obtain them with the imperial bloodline.
Furthermore, the Golden Kun Sacred Lightning Body and the Five Elemental Wind Lightning Technique that Zhao Feng had were originally the techniques that Demigod Kun Yun cultivated, but they were modified by the Heaven's Legacy Race and became top-tier techniques.
On the other hand, Zhao Feng didn't want to get involved in the battle between the imperials, which involved almost all the forces of the lord dynasty.
It wasn't easy for him to obtain the shock and awe, which gave him temporary peace. He needed to put more energy into cultivation and increase his strength.
On top of that, he didn't know which prince the Duanmu Family was standing behind.
Duanmu Qing, the Purple Saint Partial Spirit, and Zhao Yufei all wanted to revive the Duanmu Family.
Zhao Feng obviously didn't want to stand on the opposite side of the Duanmu Family.
"Sorry, I can't agree," Zhao Feng immediately rejected.
The living room instantly became silent.
The Ninth Prince, Old Ying, and Bi Qingyue's mouths opened wide, and they suspected that they had heard wrong.
They originally thought that Zhao Feng didn't understand the battle to be Crown Prince, which was why he was so disinterested.
After explaining everything, they were sure that Zhao Feng would agree.
However, they didn't expect him to reject them so decisively.
"Why is that? Does Brother Zhao not like me? "Loneliness flashed through the Ninth Prince's eyes.
Amongst the princes, his background was the most ordinary, and the forces that supported him weren't as strong as the other princes.
Right now, he hadn't recruited enough people.
He had secretly received some news that many princes had recruited extremely terrifying people.
"Zhao Feng, you don't even want such a chance?" Old Ying was impatient and disappointed that Zhao Feng didn't live up to his expectations.
He was already against the Ninth Prince coming all the way here to talk, but he didn't expect Zhao Feng to reject the Ninth Prince's invitation.
"Firstly, I'm not interested in the inheritance inside. Secondly, I don't think that you have a high chance of winning. In other words, I'm risking my life to help you, but I won't get anything out of it." Zhao Feng believed that the Ninth Prince and Old Ying would try to persuade him if he didn't have any reason to reject them, so Zhao Feng gave two reasons to reject them.
The Ninth Prince and Old Ying didn't fully believe Zhao Feng's words.
Why wouldn't anyone want the inheritance of a Demigod?
The inheritances of experts didn't just include battle techniques and techniques. There were also treasures and weapons that they had collected when they were alive.
Although Old Ying didn't agree with Zhao Feng at the start, he felt extremely uncomfortable that he and the Ninth Prince had been rejected.
"Zhao Feng, the benefits of entering the Imperial Tombs aren't limited to just this." Old Ying's murky eyes suddenly twinkled.
"The Imperial Tombs are a broken dimension left behind from the ancient era and are extremely unstable. Even now, those above the level of a Sacred King are unable to enter. Therefore, there might be secrets and treasures from the ancient era hidden within. Furthermore, the aura of the ancient era contained within is very helpful for increasing one's state of existence. Many outsiders that have entered the Imperial Tombs have used this opportunity to break through to the Mystic Light Realm, "Old Ying said as he slowly thought back.
Sacred King was the title given to those that had reached the peak stages of the Mystic Light Realm, and they were between Demigods and Sacred Lords.
Zhao Feng's expression paused for a moment. A dimension left behind from the ancient era was very attractive to him, and he really wanted to explore it.
Old Ying saw this, and he felt smug.
"Brother Zhao, if you're willing to help me, I, Zhou Zihang, am willing to promise you three things. As long as it's within my power, I'll do it even if I become the Crown Prince or the Sacred Emperor." Zhou Zihang's eyes were filled with determination.
The expressions of Zhao Feng and Old Ying changed. It wasn't because of how tempting the Ninth Prince was, but because they could clearly feel the Ninth Prince's determination.
"Ninth Prince, you …?" Old Ying became impatient. He felt that the Ninth Prince was being too impulsive. How could he make such a promise so easily?
The promise of a prince was small, but it wasn't small when it was the promise of a Sacred Emperor.
"Give me some time to think. You guys can go back first." Looking at the Ninth Prince's determined eyes, Zhao Feng seemed to see himself in Sun Feather City and the Broken Moon Clan, and he gave this reply.
"Okay, there's still four years left. I'll leave a spot for Brother Zhao." The Ninth Prince revealed a joyful expression.
Old Ying shook his head. He didn't think that it was very likely that Zhao Feng would agree.
In the Inner Pavilion after the Ninth Prince left:
"Bi Qingyue, is what Old Ying said about the dimension true? Is there anything you're hiding? "Zhao Feng asked. He didn't know much about this.
"Master, you might not know this, but Old Ying used to be an upper echelon member of the Imperial Sky Net, and the Ninth Prince is from the imperials. His understanding of the Imperial Tombs far surpasses the Ocean Smoke Pavilion's intelligence. I haven't found anything suspicious yet," Bi Qingyue replied honestly.
"Imperial Sky Net?" Zhao Feng was surprised.
The Imperial Sky Net was the number one intelligence organization in the Great Gan Lord Dynasty. It had the imperials and the Grand Imperial Hall behind it, and it had infiltrated almost every corner of the lord dynasty.
"However, I suggest that Master participate in the battle to become Crown Prince and assist that prince. It's better for Master to decide for himself." Bi Qingyue said. Zhao Feng was the Grand Elder of the Ocean Smoke Pavilion, so she needed Zhao Feng's permission to participate in the battle to become Crown Prince.
Supreme Emperor Dark Night sat in a corner within the Misty Spatial World and consolidated his cultivation in preparation to become a Sacred Lord.
"Master." Supreme Emperor Dark Night opened his eyes and stood up.
"I have something for you to do."
"Please tell me, Master." Supreme Emperor Dark Night revealed a surprised expression. This was the first time Zhao Feng had given him a mission.
"Go back to Black Screen Corner and bring your elite subordinates," Zhao Feng said calmly.
"Okay, I'll go immediately." Supreme Emperor Dark Night was excited. It looked like Master had already started to plan an assassin organization. This was something he had always wanted to do.
After giving the order, Zhao Feng fell into deep thought.
"Looks like I need to go to the Duanmu Family," Zhao Feng murmured.
However, the prerequisite for Zhao Feng to leave was that the Ocean Smoke Pavilion had to have a Sacred Lord, or else he wouldn't be at ease.
Earth Spirit Hall might have received news that a Sacred Lord had been killed, so they wouldn't dare to do anything to him for now.
Once Zhao Feng went into the continent zone, who knew how long it would take for him to return. It was very likely that Earth Spirit Hall would take action against the Ocean Smoke Pavilion.
It all depended on whether or not Old Monster Xu could successfully become a Sacred Lord. Otherwise, he could only wait for Supreme Emperor Dark Night to become a Sacred Lord.
"Hmm? Gold?" Zhao Feng glanced at the purple hair that floated to the side. There were three or four strands of golden hair that were very eye-catching.
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