"You … you plan on taking it by force?"
Sensing Ling Xian's Qi, the Seventh Princess raised an eyebrow and her expression turned cold.
"If you give me the Wood of the Warming Soul, then I will not attack you." Ling Xian grinned. Killing a prince in the capital was a big deal.
No matter if he succeeds or fails, he will definitely incur the wrath of the emperor. Therefore, he planned on getting his hands on the Wood of the Warming Soul to wake up the Immortal of Alchemy.
After that, he would carry out a sneak attack. Regardless of success or failure, he would immediately retreat without any hesitation. Or else when the emperor locks down the Zhou Dynasty, no matter how capable he is, he won't be able to escape.
"I understand what you are worried about. But if you cannot kill the Third Prince, then my Wood of the Warming Soul will be wasted." The Seventh Princess snickered. Terrifying Qi began to disperse as she guarded against Ling Xian.
"That is beyond my control. If you want me to help you, then hand over the reward first."
Ling Xian glared at the Seventh Princess, "Think about it. This is extremely risky. If you don't give me the Wood of the Warming Soul first, then I will leave the Zhou Dynasty right away."
"You!"
The Seventh Princess frowned. Ever since she was born, this was the first time someone dared to threaten her. Naturally, she was angry. However, after seeing Ling Xian's determined expression, her heart dropped. She knew that he wasn't joking.
"It is true that the Third Prince and I hate each other. He has always wanted to kill me, and right now, I really want to kill him."
Ling Xian's expression was calm as he continued, "However, I can wait for a good opportunity. I don't have to risk my life to kill him here in the capital. That would be the same as slapping the emperor in the face. Unless the reward is enough, which is the Wood of the Warming Soul, then I will take the risk. "
"Ling Xian!"
The Seventh Princess gritted her teeth but there was nothing she could do. To get rid of all obstacles and ascend to the throne, she had to kill the Third Prince. The best candidate was Ling Xian.
He had the capabilities, he had the courage, and most importantly, he hated the Third Prince. Therefore, no one would suspect her.
Therefore, the Seventh Princess was silent for a while. After analyzing the pros and cons of this, she chose to yield.
"Aye, you win. Take it."
The Seventh Princess sighed. She took off the Wood of the Warming Soul from her neck and handed it over.
"A wise choice."
Revealing a victorious smile, Ling Xian accepted the Wood of the Warming Soul and sent it into the Painting of the Nine Immortals.
"I hope you won't disappoint me."
The Seventh Princess stared at Ling Xian and couldn't help but feel worried. She wasn't worried about his life or death, but she was worried that her soul-nourishing treasure would be wasted.
After all, publicly assassinating a prince in the capital was a difficult task in itself. Moreover, when the target was the number one expert of the younger generation in the Great Tang Empire, the Third Prince, then it was even more difficult. It could be said to be as difficult as ascending to the heavens.
"This …"
Ling Xian revealed a teasing smile, "I cannot guarantee anything. But do not worry, I will try my best. I don't want someone who wants to kill me to live in this world. "
His last sentence was incomparably cold and filled with killing intent.
It was obvious that he was determined to kill the Third Prince!
"Very good."
Sensing Ling Xian's killer's intent, the Seventh Princess relaxed a little. She smiled, "If you need anything, just ask. I will do my best to satisfy you."
"There is no need."
Ling Xian shook his head, coldness swirled in his eyes, "This time, if he doesn't die, then I will."
"I can't wait for the moment you chop off his head." The Seventh Princess continued to smile, finding it hard to hide her anticipation.
"Woman, you sure are cruel. You even want to kill your own brother." Ling Xian glared at the Seventh Princess, feeling too lazy to ask about the details. After all, this battle was already decided and it was unavoidable.
If the Third Prince just let it go, then he would leave the Zhou Dynasty and forget about this hatred. But before his eyes, the Third Prince was not going to let it go and sent people to assassinate him. Why wouldn't he be angry?
"Third Prince, you forced me to do this …"
Mumbling, Ling Xian shifted his gaze towards the Seventh Princess, "In 10 days, I will wipe out the Third Prince's palace and kill him. You don't need to worry about anything else. You just need to take care of Lin Qing Yi for me. I don't want her to get hurt. "
"Don't worry about that. Qing Yi is safe with me. I won't let anyone touch a single hair on her." The Seventh Princess' expression was calm, but her words were powerful.
"Then I don't have to worry.
Ling Xian nodded. Then, he remembered something, "Right, don't tell her that I am going to kill the Third Prince. Just tell her that I have something urgent to attend to."
"You are going to leave without saying goodbye?" The Seventh Princess raised an eyebrow.
"What can I do? I don't want her to worry about me." Ling Xian softly sighed. Even though he was confident that he could defeat the Third Prince, this was the Emperor's Millennium Capital. He might not be able to leave so easily.
Therefore, he didn't want Lin Qing Yi to know.
"I … I understand."
The Seventh Princess frowned. After a moment of silence, she said, "Don't worry, I will take care of her."
"Thank you. I will call my friends and leave this place." Ling Xian smiled. In a flash, he disappeared from the battle field.
When he reappeared, he was already beside the azure lake. Then, he formed a hand seal and the lake split into two, revealing a stone path.
"Call Luo Xin Jie. That woman's identity is mysterious and her capabilities are unpredictable. There is no way she is merely of the intermediate stage of the completion level." Ling Xian marched forward softly and followed the stone steps back to the palace. He planned on calling Luo Xin Jie and see if she could help.
After all, this woman's capabilities were terrifying. Even for someone as powerful as him, he wasn't certain he could win. If he could have Luo Xin Jie's help at this critical moment, then his chances of staying safe would increase.
However, when he entered the palace, he found nobody inside. Luo Xin Jie was nowhere to be seen.
"Hmm? Where is Luo Xin Jie? "
Ling Xian frowned and used his Qi to scan the entire palace. However, he found nothing out of the ordinary. This made him certain that Luo Xin Jie was gone. Gone without a trace.
However, he wasn't worried. This woman's capabilities were eerie. There was no way someone could've kidnapped her. There was only one possibility – she left of her own accord.
"What happened? Why would she leave without saying goodbye …"
Ling Xian frowned. He remembered how Luo Xin Jie hadn't uttered a single word since he entered the palace. He couldn't figure out what was going on with her.
After thinking about it, he decided to let it go. He was just a little regretful. If Luo Xin Jie was still here and was willing to help him, then his chances of succeeding would be much higher.
"Oh well, it's good that she left. At least I won't have to worry about her at all times." Ling Xian's brows relaxed. He then made a move and left the palace.
Since Luo Xin Jie was no longer here, then he naturally had to leave the palace before the second wave of challengers came. Though he wasn't afraid of any challengers, it was still a troublesome matter.
Moreover, he had something more important to do at the moment.
The Wood of the Warming Soul was in his hands. This meant the Immortal of Alchemy … was about to wake up!
"Master, wait a little longer. I will wake you up soon."
Ling Xian summoned his Winged Blitz and headed towards the outskirts of the Emperor's Millennium Capital. After flying for about an hour, he landed in a dense forest.
Then, he randomly found an ancient tree with lush leaves and set up a few defensive arrays around it. Then, he mentally entered the Painting of the Nine Immortals.
As soon as he entered, Ling Xian saw the Untainted and Feng Qing Ming standing shoulder to shoulder on top of the mountain where the Immortal of Alchemy was sleeping.
It seemed like they were using the Wood of the Warming Soul to wake the Immortal of Alchemy.
"It has begun …" Ling Xian revealed a bright smile. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the peak of the Mount of the Healing Soul.
"You came."
Feng Qing Ming stroke his beard and grinned, "Well done. You got the Wood of the Warming Soul so quickly."
"You are flattering me. It's been eight years. If I still get my hands on the treasure, then I would be ashamed to face my Master." Ling Xian bitterly chuckled.
"You didn't disappoint him."
The way Feng Qing Ming looked at Ling Xian was full of praise. He exclaimed, "If that old man wakes up and sees you today, I wonder how happy he would be."
"If I can make my Master happy, then I am happy." Ling Xian softly grinned. He had high expectations of how happy the Immortal of Alchemy would be when he sees his achievements today.
"That old man sure is lucky to have such a good apprentice." Feng Qing Ming sighed and smiled, "Just wait patiently. The Untainted is already casting the spell. With the power of the Wood of the Warming Soul, Liao Cang Qiong will for sure wake up."
"Thank you, Immortals." Ling Xian paid his respect and looked down at his feet. His handsome face was full of excitement.
In other words, it was Liao Cang Qiong's appearance that changed his fate and allowed him to have the glory he has today. Without the Immortal of Alchemy, he would never have been able to step onto the path of cultivation.
Therefore, he was very grateful to the Immortal of Alchemy and treated him like a father. This was also why he rejected the Untainted and Feng Qing Ming again and again. He didn't want Liao Cang Qiong to be sad.
It had been eight years since the Immortal of Alchemy went into hibernation. Now that he was finally waking up, how could Ling Xian not be excited?
"Alright, wait patiently." The Keeper of Land and Sea suddenly spoke.
"Thank you, Untainted." Ling Xian paid his respect and suppressed his impatience. He quietly waited for the Immortal of Alchemy to wake up.
Just like that, time passed by little by little.
After about half an hour, the entire Mount of the Healing Soul began to shake. An infinite amount of heavenly light shot through the cloud, dazzling everyone's eyes.
Then, a mysterious aura filled the air. It had the gentleness of a spring breeze, but also the coldness of the northern wind in the twelfth month.
In the next second, an indescribable amount of Qi poured out. Like a real immortal, it engulfed the entire Painting of the Nine Immortals.
Immediately, the wind blew, the clouds rolled, the sky changed color, and the Painting of the Nine Immortals continued to shake!
Within the endless amount of Qi, a stalwart silhouette appeared. He had the demeanor of an immortal, and his Qi was monstrous.
It was the Immortal of Alchemy who was known to be able to create the Sun, the Moon, and the Stars.
Liao Cang Qiong!
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