"Brat, you actually found such a huge spirit vein outside the capital? When are you going to tell me about it?"
Marchioness Yi walked over and grabbed Wang Chong's shoulders tightly. With a slight exertion of strength, Wang Chong's bones began to creak.
Even though he had reached Origin Energy Tier 9 pinnacle, Wang Chong's cultivation was still a little lacking compared to Marchioness Yi.
"Don't worry, if Marchioness Yi wishes to cultivate there, you're welcome to do so anytime. You can visit that spirit vein whenever you want, there won't be any restrictions placed on you. "
Wang Chong said with a bitter smile on his face.
Wave after wave of immense strength flowed through Marchioness Yi's arms, and it was completely disproportionate to her slender figure. Even though he had defeated a powerful opponent like Abusi, Wang Chong still felt that he was lacking compared to an opponent like Marchioness Yi.
"Brat, at least you're considerate!"
Hearing Wang Chong's words, Marchioness Yi's eyes lit up, and her displeasure turned into joy. She loosened her grip on Wang Chong's shoulders.
"By the way, there are also a few of my close friends. They are going too!"
"No problem, bring them along …"
Wang Chong waved his hands without any hesitation. The spirit vein was huge, and it wouldn't make a difference even if a few more of them went. Furthermore, given the relationship between Wang Zhu Yan and his Second Sister, Wang Chong wouldn't be so stingy.
"Brat, that's more like it!"
Marchioness Yi was delighted. She released her grip on Wang Chong's shoulders with an elated look on her face. Only after her 'scheme' succeeded did Marchioness Yi notice the Deflecting Blade Manor behind Wang Chong.
"Hm? Your manor isn't too bad."
Marchioness Yi seemed to be seeing it for the first time.
It's been a long time since I built this manor!
Wang Chong found it both hilarious and infuriating. Even though the Vermilion Bird Peak was a little far away, it shouldn't be impossible for him to know nothing about it, right?
He had long heard from his Second Sister that Marchioness Yi was a martial arts fanatic, and it seemed like the rumors were true.
"Luo Cheng, bring Marchioness Yi in to rest and take a look around."
Wang Chong pointed at a guard of the Deflecting Blade Manor.
"Yes, young master."
The guard quickly received the order and left.
"Young master, what do we do now?"
After Wang Chong had dealt with the terrifying Marchioness Yi, Zhao Jingdian finally spoke.
Wang Chong frowned again. He looked at the crowd at the foot of the mountain in silence.
"Send someone to gather a list of names and see who wants to join our Deflecting Blade Manor. Pick a list and give it to me. "
"Regarding the matter of the Deflecting Blade Manor, I planned to take it one step at a time. But now, perhaps there was no need to wait that long. Now is the best opportunity. "
Wang Chong said resolutely as he listened to the waves of fanatical cheers.
As the saying goes, 'Good fortune is accompanied by misfortune, and misfortune is accompanied by blessings'. Although he had been schemed against and caught off guard, there were two sides to every coin.
If he could make good use of this matter, it could be a blessing and an opportunity for him.
Slowly, Wang Chong made up his mind.
Following which, Wang Chong ordered all of the guards who were sent to stop the crowd to gather a list of names.
The crowd, which was originally dissatisfied because of the obstruction, was instantly stirred up. Cheers for Wang Chong's name could be heard everywhere.
Probably, not even the schemer could have expected that Wang Chong's reputation in the training camp would soar because of this matter.
Hualala!
Just as Wang Chong was sending his men to gather a list of names, a white pigeon suddenly descended from the sky.
Today was bound to be an eventful day.
Wang Chong opened the letter on the leg of the white pigeon, and upon seeing Big Uncle's seal on it, he was taken aback.
After a moment of hesitation, Wang Chong opened the letter and began reading through it.
Big Uncle Wang Gen's letter was very ordinary, consisting of only a few simple lines. Most likely, he was asking Wang Chong if the massive spirit vein outside the capital really belonged to Wang Chong.
But despite the seemingly ordinary letter, Wang Chong's heart slowly sank after reading it.
In the letter, Big Uncle Wang Gen's words were extremely polite, completely different from his usual natural and casual tone.
Based on Wang Chong's understanding of Big Uncle Wang Gen, this didn't seem like a request from him. Instead, it seemed like he was being entrusted by someone else to inquire about something.
Given Big Uncle Wang Gen's current standing in the royal court, the number of people who could make him feel so conflicted could be counted on one's fingers.
Wang Chong only had to think for a moment to figure it out.
"Haaa!"
Sighing deeply, Wang Chong placed the letter down. His heart suddenly felt incredibly heavy.
Most likely, the person who could make Big Uncle Wang Gen feel conflicted, making him stutter in the letter but unable to say anything, was the First Prince.
Previously, when he received a letter from his master, The Evil Emperor, saying that someone dressed in the attire of the royal guards had appeared in the vicinity of the spirit vein, Wang Chong already had an ominous premonition.
And now, everything had been verified!
If he wasn't mistaken, the one who sent a seer to divine the location of the spirit vein and spread the news was a prince. The one who had Big Uncle Wang Gen write a letter to him was also a prince …
The matter that Wang Chong worried about the most had finally happened.
In this life, the matter that Wang Chong didn't want to be embroiled in was the 'War of the Princes'. 'Vast Crane Pavilion incident', 'Consort Taizhen incident', 'regional commanders incident' … All of these incidents were enough to make one tread on thin ice and shatter one's bones, but none of them could compare to the 'War of the Princes'.
Throughout the ages, regardless of which sage was alive, the 'War of the Princes' was always the most dangerous matter.
As the saying goes, 'A single slip brings everlasting sorrow, and looking back, a hundred years have passed'. Of all the conflicts and disputes, the most intense and dangerous one was the 'War of the Princes'.
The ancient Yu passed down the throne to Bo Yi, but in the end, Yu's son killed Bo Yi and dismembered him!
This was the War of the Princes.
Any conflict that involved imperial authority was extremely cruel and cold-blooded.
In the 'Vast Crane Pavilion incident', the Wang Clan was able to survive for many years despite their failure. In the 'Consort Tai Zhen incident', the Wang Clan was reduced to a commoner.
The regional commanders incident was the one that suffered the loss of the empire, and it had nothing to do with the Wang Clan.
However, the War of the Princes …
The moment the new emperor ascends to the throne, all of those who supported the opposing princes would be annihilated. Not a single tile would be left, and they wouldn't even be able to continue living.
Even the wise Yu the Great, Bo Yi, who had chosen to continue the throne, was dismembered by his son, needless to say, the others.
Even the current Holy Emperor was the same when he ascended to the throne, so how could there be any exceptions?
…
Toward the 'War of the Princes', Wang Chong had always been extremely cautious. If he could avoid being swept into it, he would try his best to distance himself from it.
However, the spirit vein had caused Wang Chong to be swept into the most dangerous vortex of the Tang Dynasty of the Central Plains.
The First Prince who stood behind Big Uncle Wang Gen, and the mysterious prince who sent the seer to search for the spirit vein … Once these two princes were swept into the fray, Wang Chong was certain that more princes would come knocking on his door.
Regardless of whether these princes agreed or rejected him, it would only spell disaster for him!
In this crisis, there was no such thing as the right course of action, and there was no such thing as self-preservation. Doing it would be a mistake. The more he did, the more mistakes he would make … Even if he didn't do it, it would still be a mistake!
Grasping the letter in his hand, Wang Chong felt an unprecedented weight weighing down on him.
"The boat will cross the bridge when it comes to it. For now, I can only take it one step at a time."
Sighing, Wang Chong returned to the Deflecting Blade Manor.
…
"What a powerful spirit vein!"
While Wang Chong was busy in the Deflecting Blade Manor, he was oblivious to the fact that at the top of Vermilion Bird Peak, a domineering lady in red was currently standing atop a blazing martial halo, gazing in the direction of the Deflecting Blade Manor together with an unkind nanny.
Behind them were a dozen or so ladies dressed in palace attire. Every single one of these ladies possessed extraordinary cultivation, and even the weakest of them was at the True Martial realm. In this training camp, they stood out like a sore thumb.
"Your Highness, this is a good opportunity. It's rare that we're in the Kunwu Training Camp, so we can't miss it. "
The cold and unkind nanny by the side spoke up. With a single glance, one could tell that she was a formidable person. Her fingers were thin and withered, but they had a golden sheen to them. With a single look, one could tell that she had practiced some special martial arts.
Between the fingers of her right hand was a letter.
This was the latest news.
According to her instructions, a scout had already headed to the spirit vein to investigate. The news he received was that the spiritual energy in the spirit vein was extremely concentrated.
More importantly, the range of the spiritual energy was extremely large.
This news was more than enough to move one's heart.
Such a massive spirit vein was more than sufficient to play a huge role in the War of the Princes.
"Since that's the case, we'll snatch it over."
At the edge of the cliff, Princess Ni Huang raised her head proudly and spoke without any hesitation. The resplendent halo of light around her accentuated her beauty even further.
"Of course we'll snatch it over. However, that lad isn't simple."
The old nanny suddenly frowned. Even though she had spent most of her time in the royal palace and was usually by Princess Ni Huang's side, she wasn't one to keep her ears shut.
Without thinking too much into it, the old nanny revealed the news she had gathered regarding that lad.
"Hmph, I was still wondering what it was. But it turns out that he's just a fellow trying to please the crowd. Only my father would believe him. "
After hearing about the regional commanders incident, Princess Ni Huang said disdainfully.
"Besides, no matter how powerful the Wang Clan is, can it possibly be more powerful than the royal family? I don't believe that he would dare to turn me down even if I asked him to! Besides, if he were to reject me, do you think that I'll beat him up until he agrees? I don't like to be rejected. "
As Princess Ni Huang spoke, she clenched her fists tightly, and a powerful aura burst forth from her body, causing the entire cliff to tremble.
A Xuan Martial Realm cultivator's every move contained great power.
As a member of the royal family, she had the right to be arrogant. As a Profound Martial realm cultivator, even a figure like Abutong was nothing before her.
"Your Highness is right. No matter how powerful the Wang Clan is, they are still the servants of the royal family. I'll bring Your Highness over to take a look later on. If that lad dares to turn you down, I'll teach him a lesson in Your Highness' stead and have him hand over the spirit vein obediently. "
The old nanny suddenly nodded and revealed a bone-chilling smile.
No matter what Your Highness wanted, as long as Your Highness said it, she would obtain it for you.
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