Empress Dowager Xiao Ruohan was born into the Lin’an Xiao family, one of the four great families. Nowadays, she was the most powerful woman in the Imperial Harem. Before, only the late Empress Qin Feng, who came from the Grand Marshal’s Qin family and was Qin Xiao’s elder sister, was able to compete with her.

Now that the late empress had passed, most of the power in the harem had fallen into the hands of the Xiao family.

The emperor and empress had died at the same time. The incident happened suddenly, but the Qin family was well prepared and was able to control the situation in the Imperial City and stabilize the forces of all parties at the outset. 

Qin Xiao used the crown prince edict drafted by the previous emperor and sent the fifth prince Bai Lihong to the throne through thunderous means.

However, there were still four princes left behind by the late emperor in the palace.

Three of them were of humble origins, and their maternal families had little influence, so they were not to be feared.

Only, there was the eldest prince, Bai Lihai. His mother was Concubine Duan, the first of four concubines during the time of the previous emperor.

Concubine Duan came from a branch of the Xiao family, and thus belonged to the same clan as the Empress Dowager.

After the late emperor ascended the throne, the Empress Dowager raised the eldest prince herself. Now, at the age of sixteen, he had been granted the title “Wang” — Jiannan-wang.

The various forces in the capital restrained each other’s power, and the young emperor did not yet sit firmly on the throne.

The Empress Dowager currently kept Jiannan-wang in the palace on the pretext that she was reluctant to be parted from her grandson. Anyone with a discerning eye could see what her intentions were.

The young Emperor Bai Lihong was only three years old. Although he was intelligent and well-mannered, he was also innocent and naive. Under such circumstances, leaving him alone in the Imperial Palace would be like making a sheep walk into the mouth of a tiger.

Therefore, Qin Xiao risked the world’s disapproval and would rather be denounced by scholars and writers as a treacherous relative of the emperor due to living in the palace. He did this firstly to be perpetually on guard against assassins, and secondly to facilitate the young emperor’s education. 

The affairs of state were currently unstable, and the Imperial Guard would occasionally apprehend assassins, mercenaries, and spies.

In order to facilitate these operations and interrogations, Qin Xiao ordered a “sky prison” built in the palace.

The sky prison was built far away from the harem, in a relatively remote location next to the Ningsu Courtyard, where the Imperial Guards rested while on duty. It covered an area of about three Fengtian Halls, and the surrounding walls were much higher than those of other parts of the palace. There was only one entry and exit gate.

Upon entering the courtyard, all that met the eye was cold, hard stone.

Not only was the ground paved, but the entire row of cells facing the gate were also constructed from thick stone, and looked extremely solid.

It was raining heavily at this moment, making the already dark cells even more damp and cold.

Soaked by the pouring rain, Chu Jiubian couldn’t help but shiver as he walked toward his cell.

The two Imperial Guards following him on each side had deviated from their prior coldness, and regarded him with unconcealable fear and dread, clearly frightened by the sudden rainstorm.

An Wuji was faring better than the other two. There wasn’t much emotion on his face, but his attitude toward Chu Jiubian was completely different from before.

He personally held open the door of the cell and said courteously: “Please, these cells are newly-built and very clean.”

Chu Jiubian was currently in a good mood.

He had won the bet with Qin Xiao. Even if Qin Xiao didn’t keep his word and provide him with good food and drink, it didn’t matter. With this rainstorm, the other party would be afraid of him or even want to use him, but wouldn’t easily kill him.

Having temporarily saved his life, Chu Jiubian naturally felt relieved. 

He walked into the cell and turned to see An Wuji securing the cell door with a heavy bronze lock. He asked: “Is there anyone else in here?”

“No.” An Wuji locked the door and glanced at him, saying: “You’re the first guest here.”

Chu Jiubian: “…..It’s truly an honor.”

Realizing that his words were not pleasant to the ears, An Wuji gave a dry laugh: “Then you should rest if you don’t need anything else. We’ll leave first.”

“Wait.” Chu Jiubian stopped him. “Can you get me some clean clothes? And some hot water. I would like to wipe myself off.”

Only then did An Wuji notice that the young man’s robes were a mess.

Soaked, they clung to his body and outlined beautiful curves. The white silk and soft gauze stuck to his skin, vaguely revealing the soft tenderness underneath.

An Wuji retracted his gaze and said: “Apologies. We don’t dare act on our own without orders.”

Qin Xiao’s order was to imprison Chu Jiubian, and he had given no further instructions.

In fact, had this been anyone else, An Wuji would not have sent him over in person, and would even nudge his subordinates to teach this person a lesson.

But Chu Jiubian was entirely different from those he had arrested before. Not to mention teaching him a lesson, he even had to consider his tone when rejecting his request.

Chu Jiubian knew he was only following orders, and didn’t make things difficult for him. He took a step back and said: “Some drinking water should be okay, right?”

“I have some here.” An Wuji quickly removed the waterskin from his waist and handed it through the cell door.

He had been in the military camp ever since he was old enough to hold a weapon, and being used to roughing it, he was accustomed to eating and sleeping together with the soldiers. But when he looked up and saw Chu Jiubian’s weak appearance, his hand froze.

He said somewhat awkwardly: “This waterskin has been used. If you don’t like it, I can get a new one.”

Chu Jiubian’s throat was dry and painful, and he wasn’t a germaphobe. Thus, he went over and accepted the waterskin. Opening it, he tilted his head back and drank in small sips. Only then did his throat feel a lot better.

He closed the waterskin and went to return it, but An Wuji said: “Please keep it. I’ll have someone bring you food and drink later.”

How considerate.

It seemed his status as a “god” was rather useful.

Chu Jiubian gave him a smile and said: “Thank you very much.”

An Wuji said a few more polite words before leading the other two away.

The three of them left at a rapid pace, and only dared to speak in low voices once they were quite a distance away. All they could talk about was the rain.

Chu Jiubian gingerly touched his burning throat and glanced around the cell, but didn’t see anything extra. 

Not to mention a bed, table, or chair, there wasn’t even a single piece of straw. All that was visible were the smooth, clean walls and floors. 

He walked to the corner and casually sat on the floor.

The hard surface made his bones ache, and coupled with the injuries he’d sustained from hanging on the wire equipment and being thrown to the ground by Qin Xiao, there was basically no part of his body that didn’t hurt.

But he didn’t care about these things. What he cared about most was the System in his head.

On the way here, he had tried to call it in his mind.

The System did answer, but it was different from what he had read in novels. The System had no sense of humanity to it at all, and only answered simple questions with specific answers.

If the question was more complicated, it would keep silent, as if it wasn’t able to understand at all. It was simply a semi-intelligent AI.

But there was one thing he was sure of – that the System held no ill will toward him. Instead, it had a request for him to correct some sort of causality.

But the System was mysterious about the specific causality, and only said: “Host only needs to follow his heart to correct the causality.”

There were no tasks to complete, and no requirements. It was rare to find a System that was so easy to deal with.

Since he was told to follow his heart, Chu Jiubian didn’t delve into it. Instead of focusing on such things, it was better to familiarize himself with the System functions first and see if there was any way to help him get out of this situation.

He closed his eyes, and with a thought, he “saw” a virtual screen similar to a game panel.

However, this panel was as simple as an offline game, with only four boxes on the initial page.

Each box only contained the simplest column name and explanation.

[Faith Value/Points]: According to the faith conversion points received by Host, points can be used for trading activities in the System Mall.

Current Faith Value/Points: 10

[System Mall]: In the System Mall, Host can use Faith Points to purchase any item. Please click on the specific item to view the details page for purchase rules, product usage, etc.

Current status: Open.

[System Warehouse]: Can store a variety of items (except living things).

Current status: 10 square meters, occupied space: 0. (Will automatically expand as Faith Value accumulates. When points decrease, the space will not decrease.)

These three categories were not difficult to comprehend. Chu Jiubian understood them at a glance.

Then there was the last one. He couldn’t guess its specific function just by the name, and its explanation was the longest.

Divine Realm? Chu Jiubian thought to himself. Sounds really chunnibyou.

[Divine Realm]: Host can use this function to select and connect with Believers. After a successful connection, Host and their Believers can appear in the Divine Realm together. The Divine Realm is a space independent of the three-dimensional world. In the Divine Realm, Host is the only true god and can connect or disconnect with Believers at any time.

Believer connection rules: 

1. Cannot connect to those with evil intentions. Cannot connect to those who have committed heinous crimes. Cannot connect to those who hinder Host’s “correction of causality.”

2. For every 100 points Host accumulates, he or she can add one Believer seat in the Divine Realm (When Faith Value/Points decrease, the number of Believers will not decrease).

3. Believers can be connected to without distance restrictions.

4. To connect to a Believer, he/she must be “sleeping” or in an “empty-minded” state.

5. The content of conversations and events in the Divine Realm is known only to Host and the Believers present. Without Host’s consent, Believers cannot convey the existence of the Divine Realm or matters related to Host to the outside world.

Current Status: Not open (First opening requires accumulated Faith Value of 100).

Chu Jiubian attentively read through it twice, then clicked on the [Divine Realm] box in his mind. Sure enough, there was no reaction at all.

It was inconceivable that he could pull strangers, even people who were far away, into a space that was completely under his control.

According to the wording, if he had enough points, he could even pull hundreds or thousands of people into the space at the same time. Moreover, anything that happened or was discussed in this space was kept absolutely confidential. No one could betray him.

Furthermore, as the only true god in the Divine Realm, it would certainly be a piece of cake for him to hide his appearance and identity.

The more his thoughts diverged, the more Chu Jiubian intuited the powerful functionality of this Divine Realm.

He couldn’t wait to find out what it was like, so he had to acquire Faith Points quickly.

Chu Jiubian looked back at the Faith Value column. There were 10 Faith Points to start out with, likely because of the rainstorm.

He just wondered…..who was contributing these Faith Points?

The three Imperial Guards should own a share, and the young emperor probably had a share as well. After all, he’d called him “Fairy-gege” as soon as they met.

As for Qin Xiao and those civil and military officials, few of them would associate him with a “god.” At most, they would think he was proficient in the art of ancient Chinese divination.

However, this clear-headedness and skepticism only applied to the intellectual and cultured ruling class. 

In the context of the Great Ning Dynasty, the common people were ignorant and believed that the emperor’s power was granted by divine right, and also believed in the existence of the supernatural.

This was perfect for Chu Jiubian, who needed “Believers” and “Faith Value.”

He only needed to use the System Mall or his own modern knowledge in order to display his unworldly abilities, and he would have a multitude of believers.

With a plan in mind, Chu Jiubian finally clicked on the System Mall.

Because of the excellent functions of the Divine Realm, Chu Jiubian’s expectations for the System Mall were very high. Fortunately, instead of disappointing him, the things inside the mall far exceeded his expectations.

There were gorgeous and exquisite clothing and accessories, ancient works of calligraphy and paintings from unknown dynasties, practical tool blueprints, various foods, medicines, and weapons that could be purchased directly…..

There was a dazzling array of items, and it seemed he could find anything he wanted here.

It all made Chu Jiubian’s head spin.

But very soon, he discovered the mall’s classification and pricing rules.

Daily necessities and food were the cheapest, followed by clothing, medicine, and various vegetable and fruit seeds. The most expensive categories were weapons and blueprints.

Blueprints were more valuable than weapons, because their contents were the crystallization of the wisdom and culture of different worlds and dynasties.

Chu Jiubian only gave them a casual glance and saw “fine salt extraction method,” “glass manufacturing method,” “crop encyclopedia,” “compendium of Chinese traditional medicine,” and “firearms manufacturing.” 

What excited him the most was that after purchasing these blueprints and books, they would be directly imprinted in his mind, allowing him to master them without having to specifically learn them.

And he could even turn these blueprints and books into physical objects and teach them to others.

But that was all for the future. With his meager 10 points, he could at most purchase some food and drinks, and a couple sets of clothes, but those weren’t necessities for him at the moment.

However, he still had to test how these points could be used, and whether the Warehouse size would change after the points were reduced.

So after searching around, Chu Jiubian ultimately spent 0.5 points to buy half a box of cold medicine.

After a successful purchase, the value on the faith grid changed. And while the total size of the Warehouse remained the same, the occupied space changed due to the medicine being automatically stored within it.

The points value of the [Divine Realm] also remained the same. It seemed that the reduction in points did not affect their cumulative value.

Chu Jiubian felt at ease, and slowly opened his eyes. The cold, damp feeling came over him again, and he couldn’t help but shiver.

He retrieved two cold medicine tablets from the System Warehouse and took them with water.

And then he turned his head to look toward the cell door.

Thick wooden bars tightly enclosed him within.

Now, he needed to find a way out of here.

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Chapter 2 << Table of Contents >> Chapter 4

The first person to exit the vehicle was Oser. He was wearing a simple black eyemask, and the pride beneath it was evident.

He was full of vigor tonight, and his every move and gesture insta-killed every Alpha in the audience.

No matter how those present made fun of Oser’s weakness, they were unable to deny his outstanding appearance.

“To be fair, His Highness Oser’s looks are truly one-in-a-million.”

“No matter how he refuses to embrace his blood relationship with the Prime Minister, he can’t deny the genes that make him the most attractive person in the empire.”

“You’re talking about genes? If it weren’t for his genetics, every noble-born Omega in the empire would be eager to become his consort. What do you Alphas have to do with any of this?”

“Hush! Someone’s coming!”

Everyone was familiar with the noble and imposing Oser, but he was obviously not the star of the show tonight.

After exiting the vehicle, Oser extended his hand like a gentleman. Another man’s hand stretched out of the vehicle and gently placed itself in his palm.

The excited crowd opened their eyes wide, afraid of missing the slightest detail. Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs were clearly visible, and every decoration from his shoulder tassels to the buttons on his outfit were priceless.

The most eye-catching detail was his silver hair, which flowed down to his waist like a waterfall, straight and smooth. From a distance, it even seemed to sparkle.

Everyone stared blankly, eager for a look at this mysterious guest’s face.

In stark contrast to His Highness Oser, a black cat mask covered most of his face, with only his brightly-painted lips exposed.

The usually very cultured nobles lost their composure and began to swear.

“Grand Duke Sully, why were you so desperate to hold a masquerade ball?”

“As a cat lover, this is the first time in my life that I’ve found the face of a cat so annoying!”

Sully felt more wronged than anyone else: “The theme of the ball was decided a month ago. Had I known that His Highness would bring someone with him, I never would have mentioned the word ‘masquerade.’”

Someone suggested: “How about adding an impromptu activity where everyone takes off their masks?”

Amidst the chatter, Oser affectionately placed his right hand on the mysterious guest’s waist and walked them up to the Sully couple. All noise cut off abruptly.

Oser came to a stop. First, intentionally or not, he looked over everyone present. Then he smiled and said to the person next to him: “Say hello to the master of Florian Castle.”

“Good evening, Duke and Duchess Sully.”

Ling Yi respectfully took Mrs. Sully’s hand and pressed a polite kiss to it.

“I’m honored to be invited to tonight’s ball. The duchess’s beauty is truly unforgettable.”

Tang De stood at attention with a serious look on his face. He appeared to be a dedicated guard on the surface, but underneath, he was proud beyond belief.

Ling Yi’s standard etiquette was the result of his own special training. It had been worth it to use Luo Li as a model to demonstrate the movements.

Mrs. Sully’s first impression of the young man was very favorable: “Your visit is an honor for Florian Castle. Even the Grand Duke’s birthday dinner last year wasn’t as lively as today.”

She smiled and said to Oser: “Your Highness has truly surprised me. When the Grand Duke said you wouldn’t be coming alone, I thought he was joking.”

Oser: “I was planning to bring him to visit the Madam formally later, but Grand Duke Sully was very insistent on finding a dance partner for me, so I had to bring him here early.”

Mrs. Sully understood his underlying meaning. The person accompanying the prince for a formal visit was most likely not just a dance partner. Such etiquette was usually only followed regarding future life partners.

Could it be that this…..why hadn’t His Highness Oser said anything about this earlier?

“It’s a small matter, not worth making a fuss about.”

Sully was already on the verge of exploding from holding back: “His Highness Oser’s friend is our honored guest. May I ask what your name is, where you live, and what rank of hereditary lordship you hold?”

Oser responded unhurriedly: “Grand Duke Sully, did I invite this person here just for you to check his household registration?”

Sully flatly denied it: “I’m simply asking out of interest. If you’re unhappy about it, I won’t ask further. It’s rare for you to bring a dance partner, so I won’t scare him away. Look, there are so many people at the door to welcome the two of you.”

Oser showed no mercy for the other’s feelings: “Really? Why do I feel that everyone is just here to watch me put on a show?”

“No, no, how could that be?” everyone denied in unison.

“If I remember correctly, quite a few of them are still single?”

The single nobles didn’t like the sound of this. Who could accept being mocked for being single by someone who had been single forever?

“It’s improper to say such a thing, Your Highness Oser. We’re only temporarily single.”

“Whereas I’m single for life?” Oser held back a smile.

“Eh…..”

“Over the years, you’ve all been showing off in front of me. You were even the first to send your wedding invitations to my palace, so why are you dissatisfied now?”

Everyone looked around guiltily. They had deceived themselves into thinking that Oser wouldn’t recognize them with their masks on.

“Marquis Polly.”

The man was startled: “I’m here.”

“I recall that you’ve been single for over half a year. Are you here alone tonight?”

Polly: “……Your Highness Oser, I’m just in the gap between my previous relationship and the next one. That doesn’t count as being single!”

“Lord Kuben.” 

Kuben muttered: “Here it comes, I knew it was going to be my turn.”

“I heard that your Omega – oh, your ex-Omega, took your beloved dog with them when they left. Please accept my condolences.”

“……Thank you, Your Highness Oser.”

Madam Sully modestly restrained her laughter: “I finally persuaded Lord Kuben to attend the ball in order to lift his mood. Your Highness, please don’t poke at his sore spot.”

Kuben was crestfallen: “Ai, Madam Sully, you don’t know this, but I just sent His Highness Oser a few photos of our vacation as a couple. This is him retaliating against me.”

“Dozens,” Oser corrected.

Madam Sully: “It seems that you fellows often show off your affection in front of His Highness Oser. This is purely karma – you can’t blame anyone else.”

Oser: “The Madam is fair and just.”

Ling Yi lowered his head, and the corners of his lips rose briefly before returning to normal.

When it came to dissing people, Oser was still in the empire’s top tier.

When he raised his head again, he had once again returned to his polite, civilized demeanor: “Have we been talking here for too long? Madam Sully, please look after your health.”

At this reminder, Sully quickly joined his wife: “Madam, you’ve been standing for too long. Let’s go inside and rest.”

The large group returned to the main hall in a mighty procession, instantly drawing the attention of those guests who had not been waiting at the door.

“I never thought that within my lifetime, I would actually see His Highness Oser attend a ball with a companion. This is even more shocking than if Prime Minister Lu Hulun wore women’s clothing!”

“I heard that His Highness Oser has been staying at the Royal Medical College recently. Could this person be a doctor there?”

“But I just heard Tang De call him ‘His Highness.’ Could it be that he’s a prince from another country?”

The group guessing his sexual characteristics possessed even more members than those discussing his identity.

“He’s so tall. He looks like an Alpha, but an Alpha wouldn’t be able to stand His Highness’s pheromones.”

“He could also be a well-developed Beta. But I remember someone saying that His Highness Oser has a proud character, and that even if he remains single for the rest of his life, he will never seek out a Beta as a partner.”

“He can’t possibly be an Omega.”

Everyone unanimously agreed.

Oser introduced several distinguished guests to Ling Yi before the dancing began, and afterward, melodious dance music slowly began to play.

Oser embraced Ling Yi and slid onto the dance floor, one hand on his waist and the other clasping his fingers as they slowly danced to the rhythm of the music.

“Can you dance?” he asked.

Ling Yi was actually very proficient at ballroom dancing, as dancing was one of the few entertainment activities in the military academy. Youthful cadets would take this opportunity to socialize with members of the opposite sex.

But if he said this, Oser would definitely ask who he had danced with, so Ling Yi simply denied it.

“Not really.”

“That’s okay. I can teach you.”

A social skill such as dancing had been meaningless to Oser in the past, and it was even more impossible for him to expend the energy to learn it.

He just watched others dance and imitated the steps, so when others cast their gazes toward him, Oser mistakenly thought it was in recognition of his dancing skills and danced even more confidently.

After two rounds of dancing, Ling Yi realized that Oser was a novice ballroom dancer. If this were a normal occasion, it would be fine to dance recklessly with him.

But they were currently the focus of the entire audience, and as his dance partner, Ling Yi had the obligation to maintain the imperial prince’s dignity.

“Your Highness, although I’m not very skilled, the military school taught us the basic steps of ballroom dancing.”

“Really? Dance and let me see.”

Ling Yi demonstrated for him. Oser’s learning ability was extraordinary. He was able to use the knowledge freely after only a few rounds of practice, and even Ling Yi had to admire him.

“Your Highness dances very well.”

Oser was so delighted by the praise that he even changed his views on boring human social activities like dancing.

“Sully often holds dances. If you like them, I’ll bring you to more of them in the future.”

“They love this activity so much that they’re even holding a ball when they have a child on the way.”

“Madam Sully is opposed to artificial wombs, and insists on natural childbirth. Their first three children were born this way, and they’re currently pregnant with their fourth. Look how proud Sully is! We’ll have five children and surpass them.”

Ling Yi: “……”

The two of them looked across the dance floor at the same time, and their eyes happened to meet those of the Sully couple. They nodded and smiled at each other, exuding 100% friendliness.

Ling Yi turned back: “Your Highness, you haven’t considered that by the time we have our fifth child, they may already have six.”

“Then let’s have seven,” Oser said, determined not to admit defeat. “We can’t be outdone by them.”

“……” Ling Yi took aim at Oser’s foot and stomped on it hard, then apologized expressionlessly. “Ah, sorry, I moved wrong.”

“It’s alright, you can rest if you’re tired.”

After they left the dance floor, a group of young noblemen who looked to be around Oser’s age frantically made faces and strange gestures in their direction. 

“Are those people calling you, Your Highness?”

Oser glanced at them and said: “Oh, they’re a group of beasts I met while studying at the Royal Academy.”

“It looks to me like they want you to come over.”

The beasts tried their best to lure Oser over, and finally got him there.

“You finally noticed us, Your Highness. We thought you only had eyes for this long-haired beauty.”

“We’ve known each other for so many years, and this is the first time I’ve seen you with a dance partner. You didn’t even introduce us. Are we not worthy of meeting your partner?”

“After six years of studying together, the friendship between His Highness Oser and us is as fragile as plastic.”

Oser: “Plastic? Plastic is too strong. Sand that scatters in the wind is a more apt description for our friendship.”

One of them shook his head with a sigh: “We originally wanted to save face for you, but since you’re so heartless, we’ll speak frankly. How much did you spend to invite this beautiful Alpha to put on such a big show with you?”

Oser and Ling Yi exchanged looks of surprise.

“How did you know I’m an Alpha?”

When Ling Yi asked this question, he as good as admitted that he was an Alpha.

Oser narrowed his eyes: “Why do you think he’s an Alpha?”

The beasts pushed and shoved at each other before electing an upright representative.

“Of course it’s because his Alpha dance steps are so skillful that even us Alphas are ashamed of ourselves!”

“But don’t be discouraged. Your Omega dance steps are also quite impressive. You definitely have a talent for dancing!”

Oser: “……”

Ling Yi: “……”

Oser sent Ling Yi a meaningful look: “So that’s how it is.”

Ling Yi: …..I was careless.

Oser frankly admitted: “I didn’t expect this. It was an oversight on my part. Excuse me, I must settle accounts with my actor.”

The beasts burst into gloating laughter once the two left, “Hee hee hee hee hee hee,” like a group of wildly dancing geese.

Oser had a half-smile on his face: “Omega dance steps?”

“You can’t blame me for that. I only know how to dance like an Alpha.”

“I don’t know which you’re more skilled at, Alpha dance steps or lying.”

Ling Yi lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while. Suddenly, without any warning, he stood on tiptoe and gave His Highness Oser a quick kiss on the lips.

The nearby cries of geese stopped as the beasts witnessed something incredible. Their mouths opened wide and their eyeballs bulged, like geese whose necks had been strangled.

Having successfully silenced the geese, Ling Yi sent them a sharp, triumphant look. When he turned his eyes back, they were as tranquil as water. He was like two different people before and after.

“Dear, since your dance class experience wasn’t enjoyable, I’m now offering you after-sale compensation. Are you satisfied?”

Oser’s smile reached the bottom of his eyes: “Pretty much satisfied.”

“I’ll teach you another piece of commoner jargon for free. At this point, you should say, ‘Five-star review.’”

In a corner near the buffet table stood two inconspicuous young men.

One was a big, burly man named Bo Rui, a cousin of Grand Duke Sully’s.

The other was tall with white hair, Bo Rui’s classmate and good friend, Da Lun. 

His expression was overcast at the moment, at odds with the atmosphere of the party.

“Da Lun, I asked you to come to the ball to relax. You’ve been depressed the whole day.”

“I appreciate your kindness, but I’m not in the mood for fun.”

“I’m sad about Ling Yi’s death too, but you can’t stay like this forever. You need to cheer up. If Ling Yi were still here, he definitely wouldn’t want you to have such a negative mindset because of him.”

“You’re right, I need to cheer myself up as soon as possible. I want to exonerate Ling Yi and clear his name.”

Bo Rui patted his good brother’s shoulder in relief, and exaggerated goose calls sounded from a corner of the hall.

Their attention was drawn over.

Da Lun: “What’s happening over there? Why are they laughing so happily?”

Bo Rui: “I don’t know. It seems to be related to His Highness Oser.”

Da Lun exclaimed: “Am I seeing this right? Does His Highness Oser seem to have a dance partner?”

“You haven’t been paying attention. The fact that His Highness Oser brought a dance partner has already made a big commotion.”

Da Lun was embarrassed. “I didn’t notice. I was distracted.”

“His Highness Oser not only brought a dance partner, but refuses to reveal the identity of that partner. The aristocratic circles have been in an uproar, and everyone is speculating about that person’s background.”

In the distance, His Highness Oser said something to his mysterious dance partner, who suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him.

“Fuck!” Bo Rui blurted out.

His mouth formed an O shape, and he suspected that he was seeing things, so he asked Da Lun for confirmation.

“Did you see that just now?”

He turned his head and found Da Lun staring blankly in that direction.

“Da Lun, what’s up with you?” Bo Rui asked.

Da Lun said in a hesitant tone: “Why do I feel that person looks like…..Ling Yi?”

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Chapter 45 – Chain of Strategems

Hao Chen beat his breast and stomped his feet for a moment as Feng Ye once again distanced himself. 

As the two of them dived deeper, the view ahead became increasingly dim. Feng Ye’s pitch black robes blended in with the dark sea water around him, rendering him nearly invisible.

No, completely invisible. Feng Ye’s figure vanished briefly from Hao Chen’s view, and he hurriedly chased after him. In order to avoid losing him, Hao Chen stopped thinking about those messy things and followed Feng Ye agreeably.

The two of them didn’t speak for some time, and there was silence all around.

Waves crashed perpetually on the surface, but the deep sea was tranquil, without any sounds or patrolling fishes.

This actually wasn’t normal. How could there be no fish in such a vast sea?

Not including Hao Chen.

Generally speaking, this sort of situation meant that there was something extremely terrifying lurking nearby, keeping sensible fish away.

Hao Chen had actually noticed the abnormality long before, but Feng Ye was leading the way in front, and since he didn’t stop, Hao Chen didn’t stop either.

After swimming for a while, the silence persisted, and the light in his field of vision grew continuously weaker. All Hao Chen could see was Feng Ye in front of him. There was no telling what was hiding in the water only meters away.

But he could sense it. When moving through the deep, lightless sea, vision was not the key sense.

A sense of smell, along with skin that could detect subtle changes in the flow of seawater, were what fish relied upon to navigate the deep sea.

The gentle current suddenly surged in a slight wave.

They were getting closer to whatever was lurking here. Upon realizing this, Hao Chen asked in a somewhat dubious tone: “Fellow Daoist Feng Ye?”

Feng Ye didn’t answer. He just continued to move forward with his head down.

Hao Chen had no choice but to continue following him. He was somewhat baffled. Could it be that Feng Ye couldn’t sense the danger here at all, and was just stubbornly swimming down?

It was difficult to say. Hao Chen could sense the danger in such dark water by sensing changes in the water flow, but Feng Ye was not a fish, and may not have the same perception ability.

No matter how strong a creature was on land, its strength would be greatly reduced in the sea.

After swimming for a while, the current became more drastic, its intensity outpacing the speed at which they were moving.

This showed that…..

Hao Chen peered at the dark sea beneath his feet. The thing lurking in the darkness had noticed them, and was already making its approach.

The vibrations against his skin became increasingly obvious. It was coming from the front. No…..there was also one below…..and behind…..Hao Chen looked around, feeling vibrations through the water flow in nearly all directions. 

There was more than one monster lurking here!

And the nearest one had already arrived in front of them…..

“Fellow Daoist Feng Ye!” Hao Chen shouted at once.

However, Feng Ye didn’t stop, just continuing to move forward as if unaware. He was about to collide with the monster in front of him, which had its mouth wide open, waiting for the prey to fall into its trap.

The reduction in ability was too great, just like a broken bone. Danger was so close, and Feng Ye didn’t even notice.

Although Hao Chen had always been indifferent to the fates of mortals, at the moment Feng Ye was about to send himself into the belly of a monster, he moved before he had time to think.

He grabbed Feng Ye’s shoulders and pulled him backward with force.

The monster in front with its mouth yawning open realized it had been spotted by its prey, and changed its strategy, beginning to inhale water like a whale.

The water in front of them suddenly transformed into a whirlpool, and the raging currents swept the two people toward the belly of the monster.

Hao Chen stepped in front of Feng Ye and gave a casual wave of his fan. At once, the violent water flowed past him while he stood firmly in place.

But the other monsters attacked at the same time, extending hideous tentacles from the pitch-dark sea below. These tentacles were covered in suction cups with criss-crossing fangs, suctioning to the two people’s legs as they crawled upward.

There was also danger behind them. Something was approaching at high speed, sword-like jaws splitting the water as it barreled toward them, intent on splitting them as well.

The turbulent flow of water conveyed danger in every direction. Hao Chen wasn’t paying attention to the monsters surrounding them, which were either already attacking or about to make a move.

He just stared at Feng Ye in front of him. In the remaining light, he caught a clear glimpse of Feng Ye’s expression.

The eyes that should be gleaming currently held no luster. His pupils were directed forward, but were unfocused and unseeing.

There was only dullness remaining on that face.

Dullness like that of a puppet.

Hao Chen’s mind raced, and he suddenly attacked. Not waiting for the swift monster to pierce them both, he directly pierced Feng Ye’s chest with his hand.

As expected, there was no sticky sensation of reaching through flesh and blood. As his hand passed through Feng Ye’s chest, all he felt was the same uniform water pressure.

Feng Ye’s face remained lifeless. After Hao Chen pulled out his hand, a large hole was left in his chest. There was neither flesh nor blood in the hole, only water flowing through it.

Hao Chen blinked, and there was suddenly no trace of Feng Ye in front of him. There were only the black and white daoist robes that Feng Ye habitually wore, with half a sleeve torn off by Hao Chen.

And on those daoist robes were complex array patterns.

“Illusion array……” Hao Chen murmured as he inspected them.

There was still some lingering spiritual power in the array that had not yet dissipated. The illusion had still been going until Hao Chen suddenly took action and pierced through the chest of the illusionary Feng Ye.

When the array was destroyed, the illusion also stopped working.

He finally understood that he had been tricked.

He began to replay the previous events. The Feng Ye who had argued with him before must not have been fake, as this level of illusion array was not capable of such realism. So it must have been after…..that!

Hao Chen suddenly remembered the moment Feng Ye vanished briefly from his field of vision. The illusion array had been activated at that moment, and the person swimming in front of Hao Chen was no longer a living being, but a daoist robe covered in array patterns.

From that moment on, Feng Ye never said another word. Hao Chen had followed behind him, unaware of his dull appearance.

But when he thought about it carefully, something didn’t seem right. When had Feng Ye drawn the array patterns? Although this illusion array was not very complicated, it couldn’t be drawn in such a short amount of time.

Likewise, it was impossible to prepare it in advance. Feng Ye couldn’t have predicted the future and anticipated the current situation. He must have acted on impulse.

But Hao Chen had clearly never left his side…..

No! Hao Chen suddenly recalled that they had indeed been separated for a time. When Feng Ye was running away atop the monster, although Hao Chen had caught up with him quickly, Feng Ye had been away from him for an incense stick of time.

It was during this period that he had finished drawing the array.

This was simply a chain of stratagems!

The incident on the shore had just been a cover-up. Feng Ye had never expected to get rid of Hao Chen through that incident. He’d ridden the monster away just to separate from Hao Chen for a while so that he could prepare his ultimate move.

Thus, when Hao Chen met Feng Ye again underwater, he didn’t seem upset about failing to throw him off the trail. Rather, his attitude was very casual, as if he had expected it.

Perhaps he had been deliberately waiting for Hao Chen to find him, so that he could implement his real plan hidden beneath layers of obfuscation.

“Ha.” Hao Chen suddenly laughed – but there was no joy in his laughter.

Only suppressed wrath.

He had been angered to laughter!

He just swore that even if it was you, he would save you. But unexpectedly, Feng Ye turned around and, before Hao Chen could finish being moved, used an illusion array to lure him into the monsters’ lair.

What was that human saying?

When a man opens his mouth, only lies come out.

“Hehe…..” Laughing once wasn’t enough for Hao Chen, so he laughed again, louder and louder. He no longer cared about being exposed, nor did he waste time using his spiritual consciousness to speak.

He just curled his lips underwater and sneered to his heart’s content.

The chill in his laughter leaked into reality. This was not a metaphor.

The temperature in the deep sea was actually not that cold. On the contrary, it was very warm due to its proximity to a volcano.

But at this moment, a fine layer of ice spread out in all directions with Hao Chen at the center.

The temperature abruptly plummeted.

Cold, gloomy, terrifying spiritual power was released unreservedly, its magnitude so great that all of the monsters in the sea couldn’t match it.

Monsters had always had keen senses, and had already realized that the spiritual power contained within this human-looking thing was extremely vast. 

The monster that was trying to suck Hao Chen into its stomach immediately shut its mouth and gave its tail a soft flick, trying to retreat silently.

But although this particular monster had stopped in time, the others did not.

The swordfish monster, its jaws long and sharp, was barreling forward extremely fast. Unable to stop its momentum, it charged straight at Hao Chen.

With a swish, Hao Chen casually waved his fan and the swordfish monster was split in two by an invisible current. It divided along the middle, spewing out blood like red dye to stain the dark sea.

At the same time, the tentacles that had not yet loosened around Hao Chen’s ankles suffered the same fate as the swordfish and were directly bisected.

The octopus monster retracted its remaining tentacles and retreated tremblingly into the deep sea.

However, Hao Chen had no intention of showing mercy to these monsters that dared to offend him. He was full of rage, and the culprit had disappeared to who knows where, so he needed someplace to vent his anger.

This group of monsters had brought about their own destruction. But just when Hao Chen was about to start killing them, he heard a human voice:

“God, spare my life!”

Hao Chen’s fanning motion paused. His gaze swept across the seabed before settling on the octopus whose tentacles he had sliced in two.

Octopuses were known to be intelligent creatures. Other monsters of the same level around it were unable to speak the human language, but it could.

But so what? Speaking the human language was not uncommon.

Weren’t there over tens of millions of fish in his North Sea that could speak it?

Hao Chen had only paused, and still had no intention of letting these monsters go.

Seeing that he was about to attack again, the octopus monster once again begged for mercy: “God, we are all very familiar with this area of the sea. Why has Your Greatness come here? As long as you allow us to live, we will go through fire and water to bring about your will.”

Hao Chen’s heart was moved. He actually had no purpose in coming here other than following Feng Ye to find the Jianmu seed.

And where had Feng Ye gone after leaving him? Naturally, that was the location of the Jianmu seed…..this group of monsters that resided here all year round must be aware of the divine Jianmu.

So Hao Chen asked ponderously: “Where is the Jianmu seed?”

“Jianmu?” The octopus seemed very surprised to hear this. Without waiting for Hao Chen to ask further, it went on to explain: “The Jianmu seed was taken away by a human a hundred years ago. There are none here at all.”

Hao Chen frowned slightly upon hearing this. It wasn’t the answer he wanted to hear. He said with some displeasure: “That human only took one seed. Are there no other Jianmu seeds here?”

“God, please forgive me.” The octopus noticed Hao Chen’s unfriendly tone and immediately waved its remaining tentacles in a plea for mercy, simultaneously flattering Hao Chen: “ God, your knowledge is extensive, and you should know that the smaller the realm, the easier it is to collapse. A slight change, such as a tsunami or a volcano, can lead to the destruction of a small world.”

Hao Chen wasn’t fooled by the flattery, but he didn’t interrupt the octopus. Because the octopus was correct – the smaller the world, the more unstable it was.

The octopus continued: “Isn’t it strange, God? The Floating Island Secret Realm is obviously just a small world, yet there are so many spiritual plants here, and the spiritual energy is almost comparable to the heavens where you reside.”

Comparable to the heavens? The spiritual energy of this realm was only slightly better than that of the mortal world. This octopus was just a frog in a well, only able to see a small portion of the sky. Hao Chen was about to scoff, when he suddenly realized that the octopus was probably referring to the events of one hundred years ago, when the Jianmu seed was still here. The octopus’s next words proved him correct.

“Everyone knows that Jianmu is a sacred tree capable of connecting heaven and earth, but few people know that an unsprouted Jianmu seed can stabilize a realm and gather spiritual energy.”

“Is was precisely because of this seed that a small world like the Floating Island Secret Realm was able to thrive. It was also a treasure that all of us monsters living here jointly guarded. It was the Jianmu seed that created this paradise.”

“Although the Floating Island Secret Realm will connect to the human realm every ten years, it is only for one day. And those humans are often dazzled by the magical elixirs on the island, with no idea that the real treasures reside in underwater caves.”

“But a hundred years ago, one human infiltrated the seabed.” When the octopus said this, its anxious tone gained an element of uncontrollable anger. Even after a hundred years, it had still not forgotten that incident.

“He noticed the difference between the Floating Island Secret Realm and other small worlds, and realized that something might be hidden in the seabed, so he ventured alone into the deep sea to explore.”

“It is unknown what sort of method he used to hide himself from our eyes and ears and sneak into an underwater cave. He then found the Jianmu seed, and!” Speaking of this, the octopus could no longer control its emotions, and its voice rose by several degrees: “And he snatched it away!”

Its words were echoed by the monsters around it, big and small. They shared a common hatred for their enemy and began to grow agitated, temporarily forgetting that they were in the presence of a great god. 

Seeing the currents beginning to surge again, Hao Chen gave his fan an impatient swish. The angry monsters who were showing signs of moving immediately went quiet, floating obediently in the sea without moving a single muscle.

The octopus also retracted its tentacles and returned to a normal volume: “We tried our utmost to stop that human, but we still failed. After killing two of our companions, he left the Floating Island Secret Realm with the Jianmu seed.”

“It was after the Jianmu seed left the Floating Island Secret Realm that the realm, without the Jianmu seed’s protection, began to show signs of collapse. Although on the surface, the realm appears to be thriving, the situation is in fact already very precarious. Any overly violent shock may lead to the collapse of this world.”

“God, if there was truly another Jianmu seed, how could the Floating Island Secret Realm have fallen to its current state?” The octopus lamented. Once the Floating Island Secret Realm collapsed, those who lived in it would naturally not be spared.

Hao Chen was silent. The octopus’s words had actually convinced him. It seemed that there was no second Jianmu seed here. There was only one seed from beginning to end, the one Ling Yun took away one hundred years ago.

This was actually his original idea. The reason he hadn’t expected Feng Ye to come to the Floating Island Secret Realm was that he didn’t believe that there could be a second Jianmu seed. 

The more powerful something was, the rarer it was. How could a sacred tree such as Jianmu grow everywhere like an ordinary plant? 

In Hao Chen’s subconscious mind, the Jianmu seed was one of a kind.

The octopus had solved a puzzle for him, but this also raised another question: why did Feng Ye feel that there was a second seed?

Hao Chen recalled the conversation between Feng Ye and Administrator Zheng in the Armory Pavilion and immediately refuted himself.

No, Feng Ye likely didn’t firmly believe that there was a second Jianmu seed here. He just firmly believed that a Jianmu seed existed somewhere in the world.

So when he asked Administrator Zheng if Jianmu had actually burned down completely, only after receiving a positive answer did he begin to think that there might be a second seed, and therefore decided to come to the Floating Island Secret Realm to investigate.

Everything seemed to be explained, but digging deeper revealed more mysteries. What was the connection between Feng Ye and Jianmu? Why was he so obsessed with it? And why did he so firmly believe that Jianmu still existed?

A smack sounded through the currents as Hao Chen rapped his fan against his palm. He was getting a little impatient thinking about it, and felt that this question was a bottomless pit. There was no other way to get to the bottom of this other than questioning Feng Ye directly.

He simply didn’t think about the Jianmu question anymore, focusing instead on how Feng Ye tricked him into the monsters’ lair.

Speaking of which, Feng Ye had come all the way here in search of the Jianmu seed, and even went to great lengths to get rid of Hao Chen. But as it turned out, there was no second seed at all. Hadn’t Feng Ye’s efforts come to nothing?

The thought was rather satisfying. That bastard had used an illusion to deceive his feelings!

But this was only a small win. Hao Chen still couldn’t forgive Feng Ye for luring him into the monsters’ lair.

Even though this group of monsters didn’t do anything to him, he was still very angry!

He had instinctively pulled Feng Ye back from the fish’s mouth and shielded him behind him, never suspecting that what he had saved was a piece of clothing covered in array patterns!

He had lived for tens of thousands of years, and had never suffered such humiliation!

The more Hao Chen dwelled on it, the more unbearable it felt. He decided to teach Feng Ye a lesson.

At this thought, he gave a command to the group of trembling monsters around him: “Follow this scent and find the owner of these robes.”

He held up the broken-sleeved daoist robes that Feng Ye had left behind.

At once, a monster with a well-developed sense of smell came close for a sniff and then quickly retreated, not daring to linger near Hao Chen.

“God, what should we do with that person when we find them?” Asked the octopus, as the group’s representative.

“You should……” Hao Chen pondered for a moment.

His lips suddenly curved in a smile that lacked any warmth. It made one feel cold all over, and these thick-skinned monsters couldn’t help but shiver.

Behind his fan, his thin lips opened and closed as he uttered four frigid words: “Kill him without mercy!”

As he finished speaking, the calm sea began to stir again. The monsters around him spontaneously took off in all directions, hunting for the man who had been sentenced to death.

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Chapter 44 << Table of Contents >> Chapter 46

Chu Jiubian could feel eyes on him from all directions.

Those looking at him were not only the civil and military officials below the long staircase, but also the Imperial Guards on duty or hiding in various locations inside the palace, as well as Qin Xiao’s personal soldiers.

These people were all top martial arts masters. If they sensed that Qin Xiao was in danger, they would immediately step in to solve the problem.

The reason they hadn’t taken action yet must be because Chu Jiubian was too weak to pose a threat to Qin Xiao.

They didn’t notice any danger, but when Chu Jiubian saw Qin Xiao “smile,” he felt that he was not far from death.

As the original text stated, the more obvious Qin Xiao’s smile was, the more miserable the death of the one who had provoked him would be.

Wasn’t this pure derangement?!

Chiu Jiubian’s heart collapsed and screamed, but his face remained smiling. He even moved his hands to lightly pat the man’s chest muscles, saying: “Let me down, there are so many people watching.”

These words and actions were tantamount to pulling the fangs from a tiger’s mouth.

Qin Xiao had completely regained control of his body. His gaze slowly roved across Chu Jiubian’s face, ice-cold, almost as if it had physical substance.

The places his eyes passed over felt numb. Chu Jiubian felt a sudden sense of weightlessness, followed by a dull pain as he fell onto the white jade platform.

The person holding him had loosened his grip and let him fall directly to the ground.

The impact on his spine was not light. Before Chu Jiubian could breathe a sigh of relief, he watched as the Regent in front of him leaned down and stretched out his arms. Then, slender, calloused hands with distinct joints wrapped tightly around his fragile neck.

Chu Jiubian’s breath cut off, and he instinctively reached up to grasp the man’s strong arms.

The man forced him to stand up, and he stumbled to his feet.

Looking up, Chu Jiubian found the man in front of looking at him with interest.

Heaven and earth were silent.

None of the officials uttered a word. The nearby young emperor seemed frightened as well, helplessly clenching his hands.

In such a situation, his heartbeat became particularly clear.

Chu Jiubian felt like he was suffocating. He bit the tip of his tongue hard to keep himself conscious and used both hands to try to pry away the grip on his neck.

He didn’t want to die now!

His brain, on the edge of death, leapt into fast, agile motion.

He had appeared abruptly, and during the coronation ceremony when the young emperor had yet to sit firmly on the throne. Thus, Qin Xiao might regard him as an assassin sent by a certain force or party.

Given Qin Xiao’s ruthless, decisive character, the other party should have killed him without hesitation the moment he appeared.

But the System chose the other party as his landing site and controlled him to catch Chu Jiubian.

The ability to control someone’s body sounded like a supernatural power. Even someone like Qin Xiao would definitely have some misgivings.

At present, Qin Xiao did not directly break his neck, but instead gave him a chance to breathe. It could be that he had doubts and wanted to discover his secrets.

That was enough.

As long as Qin Xiao harbored even the slightest curiosity about him, he still had a glimmer of hope.

And what he’d just said about being a god who had come to earth to overcome a love tribulation should further arouse Qin Xiao’s curiosity and desire to investigate. With this being the case, the other party wouldn’t kill him easily.

What’s more, this was a coronation ceremony, and the sight of blood was inauspicious.

Chu Jiubian looked directly at Qin Xiao. His glistening peach blossom eyes had been forced to release some moisture, and the corners of his eyes turned red as if he had suffered a great injustice.

But his pale, soft lips curved into a pleasant arc, and his expression contained a tender yearning.

Two completely different emotions merged and intertwined strangely, just like the identity he had given himself — both human and god.

“You don’t believe me?” Chu Jiubian spoke again.

His voice was hoarse, not as pleasant to the ear as it had been before.

Chu Jiubian’s tone was relaxed as he said with a bewitching look: “How about a wager? If I win, you’ll provide me with good food and drink and help me get through my love tribulation. If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me.”

Qin Xiao had met many people, but not one of them had the ability to remain calm when faced with such murderous intent as his.

But the person in front of him hadn’t shown a trace of fear from beginning to end. He was perpetually calm and at ease, as if his own life or death meant nothing to him.

But the fact was, the person in front of him was still trying to survive.

How strange. How contradictory.

This person seemed extremely contradictory from the inside out.

But Qin Xiao had to admit that he was very interested in such a person, especially one so strangely-dressed, who had appeared out of nowhere and claimed to be a “god.”

He slowly loosened his grip, but continued to hold Chu Jiubian captive.

“What is the wager?” he asked with interest.

Chu Jiubian’s smile deepened. Suppressing the itchy dryness of his throat, he said in a hoarse voice: “I wager that there will be heavy rainfall in a quarter of an hour. If not, I lose.”

At present, the sky was clear and the sun was shining brightly. The scorching heat of summer caused one to feel restless and irritable.

In this situation, let alone Qin Xiao, even Chu Jiubian himself wouldn’t believe it would rain if not for the System.

He naturally didn’t trust this strange System, but right now, he needed an opportunity to prove his “divinity” and could only take a gamble.

In this place that was equivalent to the “Warring States Period” in his original world, observing celestial phenomena and accurately predicting them to within a quarter of an hour could definitely be called a “miracle.”

Thus, the “gamble” he spoke of wasn’t entirely certain.

If he lost, he would literally die.

Dancing on the edge of a knife like this utterly stimulated his mind, and the light in his eyes grew brighter.

He didn’t know if it was a coincidence, or if a storm was really on the way.

But after Chu Jiubian finished speaking, a breeze suddenly blew through the still palace, sending the wide sleeves of the officials afflutter. Chu Jiubian’s long silver hair also swayed gently, adding an element of charm to his handsome face.

Qin Xiao stared at the young man in front of him, and after a moment, fully released his grip on him.

Having suddenly regained use of his airway, Chu Jiubian could no longer suppress the itch in his throat. He rubbed his neck and coughed heart-wrenchingly.

The tinnitus and coughing took away most of his hearing, but he still heard Qin Xiao utter three short words: “Take him away.”

As soon as he spoke, two Imperial Guards clad in soft armor appeared on the platform. One on the left and one on the right, they clamped Chu Jiubian’s arms and led him away, following the palace road that led to the inner palace.

There was a sweet, fishy taste in Chu Jiubian’s throat that finally suppressed the dry, itchy sensation.

Perhaps because they knew he was powerless, the two Imperial Guards had released their grips once they were away from the platform, and simply followed behind him.

Chu Jiubian swallowed and glanced back toward the raised platform behind him.

The figure standing there could no longer be seen.

“Don’t look.” A joking voice sounded from the front.

Chu Jiubian turned back around to see a young man in dark armor standing with his arms folded. 

His face was strong and steadfast, with bright and pleasant features, and he wore a half-smile as he looked at Chu Jiubian.

The Imperial Guards on both sides immediately clasped their fists and saluted, saying: “Commander An.”

An Ping, courtesy name Wuji, was the deputy commander of the Qin Family Army. He was now the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guard, and also Qin Xiao’s biggest lackey.

Chu Jiubian went over this information in his mind and smiled faintly.

Fortunately, this person had appeared relatively early in the book, saving him from being rudely scrutinized by Chu Jiubian. He looked Chu Jiubian over carefully, from his silver boots, to the gems around his waist, and to the silver fox fur on his shoulders that was obviously worth a fortune.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on Chu Jiubian’s face.

The Imperial capital had no shortage of beauties, but this “god” truly had a face so beautiful that it didn’t seem like that of a mortal.

Of course, An Wuji was more curious about his hairstyle.

It was short and black in front, and long and silver in the back. Truly strange.

In an instant, an idea occurred to him. Could this person really be a god who came to the mortal world to overcome a tribulation?

But a moment later, he put the idea aside.

The man before him spoke strangely, and even wore a fox fur cloak on his shoulders during the hot summer. Perhaps he was a madman, but there was no way he was a “god.”

Stop, stop, no need to think about it anymore.

What their Ning-wang hated most was talk about the supernatural, and he didn’t dare offend him.

An Wuji looked away and, not bothering to say anything more, walked ahead first.

Chu Jiubian was pushed by the guards on either side of him, and raised his feet to follow.

He observed the scenery along the way. This wasn’t the direction out of the palace. Where was he being taken?

Time passed second by second.

The coronation in Fengtian Hall had not been derailed by the incident just now, and continued to the end as if nothing had happened. All of the officials performed the three kneels and nine kowtows, shouting “Long live the emperor.”

The young emperor called in a clear, tender voice: “Stand up!”

“Thanking Your Majesty.”

The officials’ steady voices echoed.

Minister of Rites Wang Zhiyuan read out the imperial edict, announcing the new emperor’s ascension to the throne.

The Overseer of the Imperial Observatory held the national seal in his hands and presented it to the emperor.

Bai Lihong had long practiced this, and accepted the national seal steadily. All of the officials knelt and kowtowed again, shouting “Long live the emperor.”

At this point, the coronation ceremony finally came to an end.

Qin Xiao went to the young emperor’s side and said: “Your Majesty, please enter the palace.”

Bai Lihong nodded obediently and took two steps forward.

Noticing that his uncle didn’t immediately catch up with him, he turned around in confusion.

Qin Xiao gave him a nod.

Although he didn’t understand why his uncle didn’t want to walk at his side, Bai Lihong obediently turned back and walked, panting, toward Fengtian Hall on his short legs.

The chief eunuch in attendance, Hong Fu, had already taken the national seal and was holding it with great care. He walked behind and to the side of the emperor, his footsteps light and silent.

After the young emperor had walked a distance away, Qin Xiao followed him.

And as soon as he moved, all of the officials standing at the bottom of the long staircase moved as well. Climbing the steps in an orderly manner, they walked together toward Fengtian Hall.

They were well-mannered and dignified, and no one whispered to each other throughout the whole process.

When they reached the hall, everyone lined up on both sides according to their ranks, then looked straight ahead.

There were nine levels of white marble steps, with a spacious platform every three levels.

The dragon throne, where the young emperor was sitting, was located atop the highest platform.

The second-level platform below should have been empty, but there was now a wide ebony chair on the right side. The Regent, wearing the black and gold python robes, sat upon it while gazing down at the officials below.

At this moment, the officials had a new understanding of the prestige and influence the “Regent” should possess.

This was the true definition of “below one, and above ten thousand.”

On the palace road, Chu Jiubian had been escorted by An Wuji for more than ten minutes. The heavy rain predicted by the System was about to arrive.

“Commander An.” When Chu Jiubian spoke, his voice was still hoarse.

An Wuji glanced at him and said nothing.

When he didn’t respond, rather than feeling awkward, Chu Jiubian continued to speak: “I wonder where you’re taking me? It’s about to rain. I’m not afraid of getting wet, but I don’t want you to get wet too.”

When Chu Jiubian spoke his mysterious words just now, his voice wasn’t loud, but during that scene, one could hear a pin drop. So his words were not only heard by An Wuji, but probably by the officials standing below the stone staircase as well.

But nobody took his words seriously.

What god, what tribulation? Had he read too many storybooks?

When Chu Jiubian brought up the matter again now, An Wuji scoffed and said sarcastically: “Immortal, your quarter of an hour is almost up. Take a look at the sun, is there any sign of the weather changing?”

Chu Jiubian looked up.

There were only tens of seconds left before the System said it would rain.

The sun blazed fiercely, and he squinted his eyes.

Was the System so unreliable?

Wouldn’t that mean he was going to lose the bet?

[Dear Host, weather forecasting is the most basic function of this System. It is never wrong.]

The sound of the System came unexpectedly, and Chu Jiubian paused.

An Wuji noticed his sudden abnormality, and he instinctively tensed up, fixing sharp eyes on Chu Jiubian.

The other two Imperial Guards grasped the longswords at their waists, their eyes sharp and vigilant.

As if to prove that it hadn’t made a mistake, the System had already started a countdown in Chu Jiubian’s mind: 

[Ten, nine…..]

Chu Jiubian looked toward An Wuji and smiled. 

At almost the same time, the sky suddenly changed.

A cold wind howled, blowing through his long silver-white hair and rustling his cloak. Chu Jiubian’s handsome face also exuded an indescribable sense of distance, and even the smile on his lips seemed mysterious and unsettling.

An Wuji’s pupils suddenly shrank, and there was an unconcealable fear in his eyes as he stared at Chu Jiubian.

The strong wind, carrying moist air, passed through the palace and blew through the doors of Fengtian Hall.

The curtains swayed, and the long sleeves of the officials made a muffled sound. The expressions on many faces changed at once, and without a care for manners or etiquette, they turned their heads in shock to look outside.

And Qin Xiao, sitting on his wide chair, also raised his eyes to look outside the hall.

After almost two breaths, raindrops began to fall one after another.

After a few more, the scorching sun completely lost its ability to illuminate the earth and vanished behind inky clouds. The entire capital city was shrouded in sheets of rain.

A rainstorm had really come.

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Chapter 44 – “But I’m unwilling to be that sort of intelligent person.”

Two hundred meters under the sea.

Due to the brightly-shining sun in the secret realm and the fact that there weren’t many storms on the sea today, this patch of sea wasn’t murky. Light refracted through the water, illuminating the sea two hundred meters down.

It also illuminated Feng Ye’s position. He was leaning against a jutting rock, looking at the place under his feet where the sunlight could not reach.

This was a genuine floating island – meaning, the small island was floating atop the sea, with no beaches at the edges of its perimeter. When Feng Ye jumped into the sea, he was faced with depths that were perhaps several thousand, or even tens of thousands of meters deep.

Compared to the land above water, the underwater portion of the Floating Island Secret Realm was much larger. Feng Ye dived down along the layer of rock that formed the base of the island. He had already dived to a depth of two hundred meters, but still could not see an end to the base layer of rock.

As he went farther and farther down, the light dimmed until it vanished entirely.

There were terrifying monsters lurking in the dark sea. Although few people had actually seen these creatures that lived in the depths all year round, all of the warnings that had been passed down about avoiding the coastline depicted the hideous, horrifying forms these monsters possessed.

Feng Ye stared into the endless deep sea and didn’t continue to descend.

Not because he feared the monsters living in the deep sea, but……because he was waiting for someone.

Hao Chen did not disappoint him. Feng Ye didn’t have to wait long before he heard his persistent voice in his ear.

“Fellow Daoist Feng Ye made it so difficult for me to find him.”

Hao Chen appeared with a smile on his face not far above Feng Ye’s head. Although Feng Ye could hear his voice, Hao Chen wasn’t actually speaking out loud. He was using his spiritual consciousness to speak.

Humans couldn’t open their mouths under water, and neither could cultivators. Although they could generate internal breathing within their bodies, once they opened their mouths, they would drown just the same as other humans.

Hao Chen didn’t have such worries, because he wasn’t human at all. He was a Kun – one that could survive in the extremely cold waters of the North Sea.

How could a fish drown? It made no difference to Hao Chen whether he opened his mouth or not. He was just using his spiritual consciousness to communicate with Feng Ye in order to not expose himself.

Feng Ye had the same idea in mind, and spoke to Hao Chen in his spiritual consciousness: “It seems to me that you found me quite easily.”

He and Hao Chen had only been separated for an incense stick of time, and Hao Chen had found him with barely any effort.

Feng Ye was unsurprised, as he had already surmised that Hao Chen originated in the North Sea. No matter what Hao Chen’s true form was, there was no question that he was a variety of seafood.

If he wanted to find a Jianmu seed, he could only go into the sea, and trying to throw off seafood whose native environment was the sea wasn’t very realistic.

Feng Ye was naturally not that naive, and had long guessed that Hao Chen would find him. It was only a matter of time.

And Hao Chen had arrived in a timely manner, so Feng Ye wasn’t forced to wait too long.

“Hehe.” In the face of Feng Ye’s sarcasm, Hao Chen chuckled and replied: “Fellow Daoist Feng Ye’s move was brilliant. I thought you helped those two people because you really couldn’t bear to see them become monster food.”

“I never would have thought that Fellow Daoist Feng Ye did all of that just to get rid of me. It really breaks my heart, ah.” As he spoke, he pretended to wipe away nonexistent tears with the corner of his sleeve.

This was his usual manner of speaking, and Feng Ye was used to it. He always ignored this sort of fake sadness from Hao Chen.

Only, his reaction this time was somewhat abnormal.

He leveled a steady look at Hao Chen and said abruptly: “You think I did this to get rid of you?”

What else? Did you really do it to save those two strangers?

Hao Chen was bewildered when he heard this. Although he didn’t reply, the expression on his face said it all.

Feng Ye saw his expression clearly through the sunlight-illuminated water. He smiled self-deprecatingly: “What kind of person am I in the eyes of Fellow Daoist Hao Chen?”

He answered himself without waiting for Hao Chen to speak: “Cruel and heartless? Able to kill people without hesitation? In short, that makes me cold and ruthless.”

Thus, in Hao Chen’s eyes, it was impossible for him to save someone without any reason.

Feng Ye still had a faint smile on his face as he spoke. But it didn’t reach his eyes, just lingering on the surface like a mask.

Hao Chen realized that this seemed to be a very serious topic for Feng Ye. He could only correct his attitude and reply carefully: “That isn’t the case. It’s just that those people are strangers to you and I. Since you have no relation to them and nothing to gain from them, why bother getting involved in their mess? Faced with that situation, most people wouldn’t…..”

“Most people wouldn’t what?” Feng Ye interrupted coldly. “When did it become natural to see someone in danger and not help them? Since when should a person’s reasons for saving someone be questioned?”

“Fellow Daoist Feng Ye should have heard the saying, ‘the less trouble, the better.’ Going to great lengths to save someone may not yield favorable results. Will the ones you saved be grateful to you? Fellow Daoist Feng Ye, you must know the story about the farmer and the snake, right?” Hao Chen shook his head with a smile that revealed his contempt for Feng Ye’s questions.

This sort of useless kindness sometimes just brought disaster upon oneself.

It was unknown which of Hao Chen’s words touched Feng Ye, but he suddenly lowered his eyes toward the open sea, his thoughts concealed. After a long moment, he replied: “I know it.”

He knew what?

There was a long pause before Feng Ye spoke again. Hao Chen pondered for while before realizing that Feng Ye was referring to the story about the farmer and the snake.

“I don’t require gratitude.” Feng Ye raised his head as he spoke. After a brief bout of absent-mindedness, his face revealed a firmness even more unshakable than the legendary pillars supporting heaven and earth: “The best policy is to keep oneself out of trouble. An intelligent person like you would make this choice.”

He said word by word: “But I’m unwilling to be that sort of intelligent person.”

Hao Chen’s heart received a shock when he heard this. After a moment, he replied with a hint of sarcasm: “I didn’t expect Fellow Daoist Feng Ye to be such a kind-hearted person. According to your words, no matter what kind of person it is, whether they’re a thief or an unforgivable villain, Fellow Daoist Feng Ye will save them, right?”

Hearing this, Feng Ye refuted with a chuckle: “No, I only save those who should be saved.”

“The innocent should be saved, but as for the guilty…..” He raised three fingers: “No matter how people judge them, there are only three levels of crime. The first level is petty theft, which doesn’t warrant death, just sufficient punishment. The second level involves serious mistakes, but if the person has their own hardships and is able to correct their mistake, they should be allowed to make the correction. The first two are worth saving, but the third deserves……”

He paused, and unlike the descriptions of the first two, he only spoke one word: 

“Death.”

This short word contained a hidden, unreleased killing intent. Like an arrow on a bow, the killing intent therein didn’t diminish in the slightest just because the arrow was still nocked.

As for the third type of sinner, not only would he not save them, but he would even take the initiative to kill them.

“Then…..which level am I at in the eyes of Fellow Daoist Feng Ye?” Hao Chen couldn’t help asking.

Feng Ye smiled and didn’t provide a direct answer.

It can’t be the third level, or Feng Ye would have attacked me long ago, Hao Chen thought.

Neither of them spoke. Just as Hao Chen thought the topic had passed, Feng Ye suddenly said: “Even if it was you in danger, I would still save you.”

Having said this, he moved ahead alone, continuing to dive along the underwater rock base of the floating island.

And Hao Chen stood there blankly, mulling over Feng Ye’s words.

What did he mean, even if it was him in danger? Was he so unfavored in Feng Ye’s eyes? He had become synonymous with those Feng Ye was least willing to save. But if he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he wasn’t really deserving of being saved…..

Hao Chen recalled that in the days he and Feng Ye had known each other, Hao Chen hadn’t done anything but secretly obstruct the other person, and had no other good deeds to his name. The more he thought about this, the guiltier he felt…..

And Feng Ye had actually said he would save him. This feeling was truly…..wonderful…..

This was the only word Hao Chen could come up with. There were only a handful of people who could pose a threat to him, and he had pretty much never been in a situation where his life was in danger. He had always been the one saving others, but Feng Ye actually said he was willing to save him……

Wonderful, and a little sweet…..the taste was a bit like eating the silver cod that was rarely seen in the depths of the North Sea. The meat was sweet and fresh, melting in the mouth, and that sweetness went straight from the tip of the tongue to the tip of the heart.

Feng Ye had already swam forward quite a ways while Hao Chen was in a daze, and he quickly gave chase. Ultimately, he was a fish. Although he was currently in human form, he was still as agile as fish in the sea, and easily caught up with Feng Ye.

He reflected on his actions the past few days and returned Feng Ye’s favor: “I am greatly moved by Fellow Daoist Feng Ye’s words. This is a matter of reciprocity. Since Fellow Daoist Feng Ye made me a promise, I will also make a promise to him.”

He pointedly swam in front of Feng Ye: “If Fellow Daoist Feng Ye ever beseeches me for help, I will definitely help him.” He looked Feng Ye straight in the eye and added: “No matter the cost.”

Having said this, he took out his fan and proudly fanned himself underwater.

He felt that he had made a very heavy promise. As the great god and master who guarded the North Sea, he had the power to blot out the sky and block the sun, and could accomplish things that ordinary people were incapable of.

Countless people had asked him for help, but he usually didn’t even bother to listen.

And he had promised Feng Ye that he would help him as long as he asked. If this matter were to be made public, it was certain that no few people’s eyes would pop out from envy.

This was the promise of the Lord of the North Sea.

What was the significance of this?

It meant great wealth, panaceas, all worldly splendor, power, and fame…..anything he wanted, he had only to say the word.

Hao Chen expected Feng Ye to thank him, but all he received was a look of contempt.

As Feng Ye directed this look of contempt at Hao Chen, he thought, this guy really doesn’t give up. Hao Chen had said something similar before, telling him that if he asked him for help, he might help him. Now, he had struck out the ‘might’ and written in ‘definitely.’

But Feng Ye still had to beseech him, as if begging for charity from a superior.

Not to mention whether Hao Chen could accomplish anything Feng Ye couldn’t already do for himself, just the word “beseech” was anathema to Feng Ye.

He never begged for help. 

He had never begged for help from anyone.

What he couldn’t do, no one in the world was able to do either.

He waved Hao Chen away in disdain and continued on his way, moving forward without paying attention to him at all.

The initially expectant Hao Chen was stunned by Feng Ye’s reaction. He was caught rather off guard. This situation was completely different from what he’d expected. He had clearly made such a heavy promise. Even if Feng Ye didn’t enthusiastically express his gratitude, he should at least say a word of thanks, shouldn’t he?

But all he received was a supercilious look…..

Hao Chen covered his chest as if wounded, but realized belatedly that Feng Ye was unaware of his true identity, so he naturally couldn’t know how heavy that promise was. In this case, his reaction was understandable.

Hao Chen tapped his fan with some regret, beginning to feel that wearing this disguise was a hindrance.

But Feng Ye refused to drop his disguise, so Hao Chen couldn’t be the one to drop his first.

But if you take off your disguise, I’ll take mine off too, and we can be honest with each other. How nice!

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“Do you know this person?” Ling Yi showed Xi Lei a photo on his phone.

Xi Lei’s first concern was odd: “How do you have a cell phone?”

Even his own cell phone had been confiscated for security reasons, and he wasn’t allowed to contact the outside world.

But when he took the phone and saw the person in the photo, his expression immediately changed.

“Of course I do.”

These days, news about Ling Yi’s murder was everywhere, and the person in the photo often appeared in those reports. 

This person had also been present on the day Xi Lan was tricked into going to the club and almost defiled by Lu Dawa. He was an eyewitness to Lu Dawa’s death.

Ling Yi: “His name is Wu De. I checked his identity online, and he’s a relative of Duke Sully.”

“Why are you investigating him? Is he involved…..?”

Xi Lei and his friends had only learned what happened that night afterward, and their lives were turned upside down overnight.

The police refused them visits, and the court refused their attendance. All the information they received came from the media, and Xi Lei still didn’t know exactly what transpired that night.

“I received a call for help from Xi Lan that day. There were only two people in the room when I arrived, and that scumbag was trying to do something vile to Xi Lan. In a fit of rage, I stabbed him several times with a fruit knife that was on the table and he unexpectedly died. I learned later that he was the youngest son of the Lu family.”

Xi Lei keenly grasped the key point: “There were only two people in the private room?”

“Right. This person wasn’t there, and never appeared from beginning to end.”

“Then how did he become an eyewitness to the scene?”

“He went to the restroom before I got there. Later, he heard the commotion and saw the bloody scene through a crack in the door. He didn’t dare to go out, and stayed hidden inside. But what’s strange is that during the first trial, he said that he had videotaped the entire process, but the second time, he flatly denied it. He said that he only saw it with his own eyes and couldn’t produce any other evidence.”

“Could it be that he lied the first time?”

“I don’t think so. But if you ask me why, I can only say it’s…..intuition.”

Xi Lei knew that Ling Yi wouldn’t tell this to him easily.

“What do you intend to do?”

“If this video really exists, I need to get my hands on it. It can never leak out.”

“Why, are you afraid others will see you…..” Xi Lei shuddered. “Are you afraid it will cause harm to Xi Lan?”

Ling Yi nodded slightly.

Xi Lei sent him a look of gratitude.

“Whatever you want to do, I’ll help you. But you and I can’t leave the medical college at the moment, so how does knowing this person’s identity help?”

“I heard from Tang De that Duke Sully will be holding a ball soon. There is a high probability that Wu De will also be there, so we need to find a way to sneak in.”

Grand Duke Fengdi Sully, a distant royal cousin of Oser’s, had married the renowned princess of a neighboring country.

This princess was of royal blood from the Three Kingdoms period, and had countless suitors when she was young. Marrying her was Grand Duke Sully’s proudest achievement, which led to his favorite hobby of showing off his love in public.

Sully was also a sociable person. He held balls in his castle now and then, and always invited Oser to attend.

The reason was simple. Everyone was willing to feed dog food to a perennial bachelor, for fear that he might not have enough to eat.

. . . . . .

Sully’s face appeared on the video screen.

“Your Highness Oser, how can you not do me the honor of attending my masquerade?”

Oser was the picture of laziness: “Your dances are so boring. It’s better not to attend.”

“If Your Highness finds dances boring, could it be because you lack a dance partner? This is my fault. How can I ask every guest to bring a partner? Not everyone can find a suitable dance partner, can they?” Sully smiled maliciously.

Oser scoffed and didn’t respond.

“How about I introduce you to an excellent Beta as your dance partner tonight?”

“Unnecessary.”

“I know you look down on Betas, but most Omegas have their own dance partners. It would be too much to ask for an Alpha to accompany you.”

“You’ve really thought this through, ah,” Oser said unhappily. “Aside from dances is there nothing else you enjoy in life?”

“Of course there is.” Sully feigned being shy. “You haven’t come to a gathering in a long time. My wife and children miss you very much, and look forward to seeing you. My fourth child will be born soon. Although it won’t be my first time being a father, I still want to share my joy with you.”

Oser’s right eyelid twitched slightly, but Sully was fortunately too complacent to notice such a detail.

“Since this is such an important matter, I must be there in person to express my congratulations and demonstrate my sincerity.”

“Ai, I knew Your Highness wouldn’t agree…..eh? You’re coming? You changed your mind?”

Sully happily faced the camera: “Madam, Madam! His Highness Oser has agreed to attend the ball tonight!”

He turned back and said: “Then I’ll arrange a dance partner for you tonight.”

“No need,” Oser declined.

“That won’t do. Everyone will be dancing in pairs on the dance floor. If you’re alone, it will look like we’re mistreating you.”

“When did I say I was going alone?”

“Do you mean to say you’re bringing a partner?”

His voice rose an octave: “Madam, Madam! His Highness Oser says he’s bringing a dance partner!”

Mrs. Sully appeared in the camera with a smile: “Is that true, Your Highness? I’m sure everyone will be looking forward to it tonight.”

Sully couldn’t hide his excitement: “I’m going to tell everyone about this. And I’ll be waiting at the door to greet you and your distinguished guest!”

“You had better make the venue more luxurious, so that my partner won’t despise your castle for its shabby appearance.”

After ending the video call, Oser pressed his hand to his forehead, attempting to suppress his irritability.

“Go and get ready.”

Tang De, the only other person in the room, pointed at himself: ? ? ?

“Who else?”

“No way.” Tang De said incoherently, “How can I take on such an important task…..what about Pat? Pat likes dancing!”

“One month’s salary plus two weeks of annual leave.”

This excited him a bit…..but not that much!

Tang De righteously refused: “It’s not that I don’t want to dance with you, it’s just that I’m not greedy for money, nor do I love vacations!”

Ling Yi pushed open the door and walked in: “Your Highness, I heard everything. I’ll go with you tonight.”

Oser covered his eyes the same as before: “Don’t be silly.”

“Isn’t this a masquerade? I’ll be wearing a mask, so no one will know who I am.”

Oser then revealed a sliver of his eyes through his slender fingers.

Ling Yi sat on the table in front of him, his dangling ankles “accidentally” rubbing against Oser’s trouser legs.

“As a commoner, I’ve never been to a high-society ball, so I want to broaden my horizons.”

“There will be more opportunities in the future than you’ll ever want to attend.”

Ling Yi’s lips curved slightly: “But I’ve been locked up for the past few months, either in prison or the hospital, with no freedom of movement at all. I’m practically suffocating.”

Tang De realized that this was his only chance at salvation: “His Highness Ling Yi is right. Staying inside for too long can lead to psychological problems, and it’s not good for physical recovery either. If you bring His Highness Ling Yi to the ball, the guards will absolutely do their utmost to ensure his safety.”

“Lu Hulun certainly won’t expect me to attend. Even if he knew, he wouldn’t dare attack me at Grand Duke Sully’s ball.”

Tang De nodded vigorously in agreement: “Even if the Prime Minister himself was present, he would have to give face to Grand Duke Sully. No one would want to make enemies of three countries at once.”

Seeing that Oser was still hesitating, Ling Yi coquettishly hooked his arms around his neck: “Your Highness, you told Grand Duke Sully you’re bringing a dance partner. But if you show up with Tang De, I’m sure the guests will laugh at you.”

Oser said disdainfully: “Let them laugh if they want to. I’m used to it.”

“You didn’t have an Omega in the past, because you didn’t have a choice. Now that you have me, it’s time for you to hold your head high.”

. . . . . .

Luo Li came in and asked: “How can His Highness Ling Yi attend a ball without me?”

He spread out his hands, revealing foundation, eyeshadow, and lipstick between his fingers one by one. “Let me show you the power of Luo Li’s formidable skills.”

Half an hour later, Luo Li’s formidable skills shocked everyone in the room.

After the application of makeup, Ling Yi retained the sharpness of an Alpha alongside a bit of Omega charm. His iconic upturned eyes were emphasized, and just one glance was capable of captivating a person to the very core.

Luo Li had found a waist-length silver wig somewhere that was the exact same shade as Ling Yi’s hair, and after putting it on, he possessed a beauty that made it difficult to tell whether he was male or female.

Tang De was the most shocked: “Luo Li, why did you choose nursing as a profession? It doesn’t fully utilize your strengths.”

Luo Li pushed his fingers forward in a lotus pose and said with a smile: “Captain Tang De is looking down on me. I know you’re praising me, but I also do an excellent job as a nurse.”

Ling Yi did a spin in front of Oser: “What do you think, Your Highness?”

Oser narrowed his eyes, and something seemed to move slowly under his tightly pursed lips.

Tang De shouted internally: Stop spinning! Haven’t you noticed that His Highness Oser’s gaze hasn’t left your face this entire time? If he keeps staring, sparks will fly!

On the precipice of danger, Oser finally shifted his gaze from Ling Yi’s eyes to his hairline. He used his index finger to lift a lock of shimmering silver hair, which slipped playfully through his fingers.

“Not bad.” He gave a two-word evaluation.

Luo Li shook the metal accessory in his hand: “This is an Omega ear cuff, which inhibits the leakage of pheromones. If you wear this, even a dog with the sharpest nose won’t be able to smell any pheromones.”

“With all of this, it will be foolproof,” Tang De said. “Even if the mask accidentally falls off, nobody will recognize him.”

Ling Yi thought of another person whose opinion could be consulted.

“If even he can’t recognize me, there definitely won’t be a problem.”

Xi Lei found someone standing outside his father’s intensive care room window with their back turned to him.

“Are you looking for someone?”

The head of long, straight silver hair turned, and Xi Lei’s pupils dilated little by little.

His aura pulled back a bit, and he spoke in an awkward tone Ling Yi had never heard before: “Do you know my dad? Why did you come to see him?”

Xi Lei saw familiar disdain on an unfamiliar face.

“I came to visit his eldest son, I heard he’s blind. What a pitiful thing.”

Xi Lei heard this voice and was dumbfounded: “You’re Ling Yi? Why are you dressed like…..”

His tone softened involuntarily: “Like this?”

Ling Yi: “…..”

Why hadn’t he realized before that Alphas were such superficial visual animals?

“What are you still standing there for? Why haven’t you changed your clothes?”

Xi Lei: “Ah?”

“Hasn’t it always been your dream to guard His Highness? Tonight, I’ll make your dream come true.”

. . . . . .

At the entrance of Florian Castle stood a large group of people.

Standing in the front center row was the owner of the castle, Grand Duke Sully, along with his pregnant wife.

Sully was curious about the mysterious dance partner Oser had mentioned, but was also concerned for his wife’s health, so he craned his neck to look out into the courtyard and fussed over the person at his side, swinging back and forth like a busy pendulum.

“Madam, that fellow Oser isn’t worthy of you personally welcoming him. Just sit in the hall and rest. When he arrives, I’ll bring him to see you immediately.”

Mrs. Sully was already the mother of three children, but she still maintained the beauty of her youth along with the sort of dignified temperament that came with time.

“It won’t hurt me to move around more. Besides, who wouldn’t be eager to meet the dance partner His Highness Oser brought with him?”

Those gathered around were all nobles who had heard the news and couldn’t wait to watch a good show.

“It’s just as Madam Sully says. It’s rarer for His Highness Oser to have a partner than it is for the sun to rise in the west. Even if I missed my son’s birth, I wouldn’t miss this once-in-a-lifetime event.”

“If I were to guess, His Highness Oser probably hired an Omega to accompany him to the ball. With His Highness’s financial resources, such a minor thing would be easy to accomplish.”

Sully disagreed: “His Highness only said in the video call that he would bring a dance partner. He didn’t mention an Omega, but the possibility of an Alpha can’t be ruled out.”

“An Alpha? An Alpha would be expensive, and also wouldn’t be willing to dance with His Highness Oser.”

The guests burst into laughter and agreed with him.

“Dance with His Highness Oser? How many layers of mental attacks would that result in? Even Tang De wouldn’t be able to do it.”

“I think he fell for Grand Duke Sully’s provocation and set his goals too high. I’ll bet my family heirlooms that he’s going to bring Tang De again.”

Speak of Tang De, and Tang De would arrive. The bettor was very pleased to see him: “See? What did I tell you?”

Tang De also wore a very formal and festive uniform. When he set aside his carefree nature, he was a handsome man with a dignified appearance. No wonder Luo Li was always inexplicably flirting with him.

Tang De saluted everyone present: “Grand Duke and Madam Sully, ladies and gentlemen, good evening.”

Mrs. Sully said in a pleasant tone: “Tang De, why are you here alone? Where is His Highness?”

“His Highness Oser will be here soon.”

“That’s great,” said Mrs. Sully. “We’ve been waiting anxiously for him and his mysterious guest.”

Tang De lowered his head and nodded, the corners of his mouth curving up involuntarily: “You won’t be disappointed.”

The black extended-cab vehicle arrived late and slowed to a stop. The blackout window film blocked all curious gazes.

The nobles eagerly craned their necks like finely-dressed meerkats.

Tang De put one hand behind him and opened the back door with the other, making a gesture of invitation under the gazes of everyone.

“Your Highness, please—”

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T/N: This novel was recommended to me by Courtney. Thank you for bringing this awesome story to my attention!

And yes, I know I’ve told several of you that I wouldn’t work on three projects at once again, but you should never believe me. I sit on a throne of lies.

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The Great Ning Dynasty.

On the eighth day of the fifth month of the year of Chongli, Emperor Yingzong passed away.

The fifth prince, Bai Lihong, succeeded the throne and the reign title was changed to “Jingrui.”

The new emperor was young, and in order to ensure the safety of the country, Qin Xiao, the head of the Qin family and the commander of the Qin Family Army, was appointed as regent to assist in state affairs, and was given the title “Ning.”

In the following ten years, Ning-wang^[1] devoted himself to teaching the young emperor, reforming the civil service, and improving the livelihoods of the common people. Under the guise of “assisting the government,” he carried out the duties of a monarch…..

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Slender, jade-pale fingers brushed across the page of a book and came to rest on the name “Qin Xiao.”

Regent. This was the perfect identity for a villain.

Chu Jiubian had only read the beginning of the novel, but he could already tell that the protagonist would be Emperor Bai Lihong, and that this Ning-wang Qin Xiao was the biggest villain in the whole text.

According to other readers, Qin Xiao was a sinister and cunning, vicious and brutal character who killed without blinking an eye. Apart from his impressive political achievements, he was completely devoid of humanity.

Devoid of humanity?

Then he would just have to see for himself.

Chu Jiubian was just about to continue reading when the door of the nanny car opened from the outside.

In an instant, the unique sounds of a movie set rushed into the vehicle.

The assistant reminded him: “Chu-ge, the director asked you to get ready for the wire work in your next scene.”

Chu Jiubian’s eyes drooped slightly as he looked at the book in his hands. He happened to read: [Ning-wang Qin Xiao led his army to defeat a border kingdom in the western regions and was seriously injured. It took him three months to recover.]

He closed the book.

Chu Jiubian got up and exited the car, moving toward the designated location.

His silver-white boots tread across the ground, and the gorgeous, intricate jewels and silver ornaments he was wearing collided with his movements in a disordered series of clinking sounds.

Everyone involuntarily glanced to the side.

The young man in the center of their vision was wearing Western-style aristocratic robes, silver-white in color and embellished with a light gauze. The jewel-studded belt wrapped around his hips emphasized his slender waistline, and his right shoulder was adorned with high-quality silver fox fur connected to a lustrous cape that reached down to his ankles.

His features were as aloof as a painting. His light-hued pupils were as indifferent as inorganic matter, which made his peach blossom eyes, which should have been passionate, appear somewhat cold and apathetic. His short, fine hair was jet-black and shiny, but the hair on the back of his head was left very long, though not past his waistline.

At present, that long hair was dyed silver-white and braided into a long tail as thin as a girl’s wrist and adorned with a silver chain inlaid with diamonds. Paired with the makeup and Chu Jiubian’s pale, beautiful face, there was a hint of androgynous divinity.

Chu Jiubian could clearly sense the gazes from all directions, and could even pinpoint those who were secretly taking photos of him with their cellphones. 

However, he had such a face and was an actor, so he had long been accustomed to such gazes. At this moment, he stood calmly at the designated location and swiftly donned his wire equipment.

He wanted to finish early and get home early, so that he could go back to reading his novel.

Very soon, at the director’s call, he slowly rose into the air.

The filming location was in the mountains.

In this scene, the high priest played by Chu Jiubian would appear in front of the protagonist for the first time, descending from the sky in an artistically beautiful way.

This scene had no requirements except for one – it must be beautiful.

The filming must be beautiful, the movements must be beautiful, and the person must be even more beautiful.

In order to make it realistic and good-looking, the wire must be hung at the highest point.

Chu Jiubian was a little afraid of heights. As his body rose higher and higher, he couldn’t help but look down.

The dense crowd of people and equipment on the ground grew smaller and smaller.

This was almost two hundred meters. If he fell, wouldn’t he be smashed to pieces?

Blood and flesh would splatter, and the jewelry on his body would be embedded in the gore. Some of them would scatter, leaving trails of blood.

Chu Jiubian felt himself tremble slightly as the cold wind made his figure sway. The jingling of his silver jewelry drowned out the distorted groans of the old wire equipment.

His hair swept across his eyes, and he raised a hand to brush it away.

All of a sudden, his body dropped heavily and he was reined in tightly by the wire cable.

Chu Jiubian groaned at the dull pain in his waist. His form swayed even more violently, like a maple leaf struggling hard in late autumn to avoid falling into the mud.

He turned his head upward, and the bright, early summer sun shined into his eyes.

Squinting, he realized that one of the two cables had broken, leaving him barely hanging on by the other.

The crowd below seemed to be screaming. The cable was slowly lowering, trying to send him back to the ground.

However, less than two seconds later, there was a loud noise as the only remaining cable inexplicably broke.

The utmost feeling of weightlessness came over him, and his long silver braid suddenly stretched out. The silver chain in his hair also rose up due to inertia, leaving a shallow bloody mark on the side of his ear.

Chu Jiubian’s mind was somewhat unreactive.

No way?

How could he be burdened with such bad luck?

Before he could recall his short life of twenty-one years, he heard the intermittent crackling sound of electricity in his mind.

Then, a cold mechanical voice rang out.

[Unusual causal magnetic field detected…..correction in progress…..correction successful. System bound.]

[“Causality System” has been renamed to “Great Ning Dynasty System.” Host, please collect faith points and correct causality.]

On the ninth day of the sixth month of the year of Jingrui, at the hour of Mao.

Inside the Heart Palace, all officials stood in front of the ranking podium with their heads bowed.

Thirty-nine white jade steps extended upward, and at the heart of the highest point stood a small figure three heads tall.

The small person was wearing golden dragon robes. This was the young Emperor Bai Lihong, who was about to ascend the throne.

Bai Lihong licked his dry lips and nervously scanned the silent crowd of people bowing their heads at the foot of the long staircase.

Official robes in crimson-purple, scarlet, and dark blue extended back in an orderly manner with a clear hierarchy.

Behind Bai Lihong was a majestic hall.

A gilded plaque that read “Fengtian Hall” hung by silver hooks on red pillars. Through the wide-open palace doors, one could vaguely see the four large characters “Qian Shu Cheng Yun”^[2] on the golden dragon throne in the hall. 

Gong—

A long bell resounded throughout heaven and earth. The overseer of the Imperial Observatory chanted a resonant blessing with a jade slip held in his hand.

The innocent young emperor couldn’t understand these profound words, and couldn’t help but look toward a position ten steps forward to his left.

In that place stood a tall, well-built man with his back to the young emperor. His black hair was tied up high with a jade guan, and he wore black and gold python robes, which symbolized the highest power a subject could possess.

This was Ning-wang Qin Xiao.

He was Bai Lihong’s only close family member now, his biological uncle who loved him the most, and the regent who would assist him in state affairs.

Bai Lihong calmed down and looked straight ahead again.

Heaven and earth were silent, with only the loud, sonorous voice of the Overseer of the Imperial Observatory echoing around.

An unknown amount of time passed, and when Bai Lihong’s short legs began to tremble and beads of sweat ran down his forehead, the coronation ceremony finally reached its last step — a kowtow from all of the officials.

With a loud shout, the officials below the long steps lowered themselves to their knees and folded their arms across their chests, waiting for the call of “kowtow” to bow in submission.

No matter whether or not they were willing, and no matter how many twists and turns their minds took, the fact that the three-year-old child had ascended the throne and a relative of Qin Xiao was in power was already set in stone.

Qin Xiao’s deep eyes swept across the crowd, and as expected, his gaze met those of the first and second rank officials in the front.

These old foxes each appeared calmer than the next, but only they themselves knew what they harbored in their hearts.

An ambiguous smile appeared at the corners of Qin Xiao’s lips, and he withdrew his gaze to face the emperor.

When he met the emperor’s innocent eyes, full of trust and dependence, Qin Xiao’s cold expression eased slightly.

He lifted his skirts, about to bend down and kowtow to the new emperor along with all of the officials.

However, just at this time, an untimely, even bizarre ringing sound met his ears.

A fierce look immediately entered his eyes, and he looked up toward the ceiling.

But in the next moment, his arms were lifted up by an inexplicable force. At the same time, a flash of white passed before his eyes and a weight that was neither light nor heavy pressed into his arms.

The weight in his arms was warm and silky to the touch, as if someone had fallen into his embrace.

A whiff of fragrance wafted to the tip of his nose. Qin Xiao’s body was stiff, and he was unable to move. All he could do was look into his arms.

Suddenly, his deep gaze met a pair of light-hued eyes.

Chu Jiubian’s mind buzzed, and a cold mechanical voice said intermittently: [Suitable landing site prepared for Host…..safe landing achieved.]

Suitable landing site?

Speechless, Chu Jiubian stared at the handsome face close at hand.

His rationality and clarity returned, and his five senses came back online. He realized belatedly that his hands seemed to be pressed against something hard.

He grasped it subconsciously, his gaze following the movement of his hands.

Under his palms lay fine-textured fabric, beneath which were the fine contours of muscle.

Chu Jiubian: “…..”

He finally realized that he seemed to be touching and pinching the chest muscles of his “safe landing site.”

“Wow!” A child’s clear voice suddenly rang out, saying with a tone of pleasant surprise: “It’s a fairy-gege!”

Chu Jiubian’s heart trembled slightly.

He turned his head toward the sound in horror.

Not far away, he saw a three-head-tall little kid wearing a well-fitted dragon robe, small hands clasped to his chest as he stared at him with bright eyes.

When their eyes met, the little kid even flushed in excitement.

Where had this kid come from?

Chu Jiubian’s mind was whirling, but he accurately captured the most important points.

For example, the “Great Ning Dynasty” mentioned by the System, the little kid wearing dragon robes in front of him, and his “landing site” buddy.

Excluding himself as a variable, why did the scene before him look so much like the coronation ceremony in the book he was just reading?

Could this child in front of him be the young emperor, Bai Lihong?

Chu Jiubian subconsciously turned his head to look over the shoulder of his “landing site.”

In an instant, towering palace walls and a crowd of ancient-times people kneeling upright came into view.

Those people seemed to have no reaction to the sudden event, or for some other reason, didn’t react at the outset. They just looked over with various expressions, their eyes full of inquiry.

Oh my god!

Chu Jiubian’s Adam’s apple bobbed.

It was confirmed. He had transmigrated into the book at the moment of his death.

But if this was the coronation ceremony of the male protagonist Bai Lihong, then the guy who could stand on the high platform with the emperor and had the ill fortune of being his “landing site” must be…..

The cold mechanical voice sounded in his mind again: [Detecting fatal attack aimed at Host. Please take care.]

A fatal attack?

Take care?!

What the hell!

Chu Jiubian felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. He slowly withdrew his gaze and looked back at the person holding him.

Murderous intent flashed in the man’s cold black eyes, and undisguised malice and oppression pressed down on Chu Jiubian with overwhelming force.

At the same time, Chu Jiubian felt a dull pain in his legs and waist. The person holding him was slowly tightening his arms, and if he exerted more force, he might crush him to pieces.

Qin Xiao!

That murderous lunatic!

Chu Jiubian’s scalp tingled. His heart pounded wildly, and the sensation of being so close to death made him instinctively tremble.

However, the System chose this opportune time to suddenly play a cheery notification jingle in his mind. Then the mechanical voice returned and said in a businesslike manner: 

[Friendly reminder: In fifteen minutes, a heavy rainstorm will hit and last 24 hours. The weather has been changeable recently, so please keep warm and bring an umbrella when going out.]

He saw Qin Xiao’s eyes narrow slightly, and the piercing murderous intent and pain in his legs and waist were clearly transmitted to his nerve endings. In a flash, Chu Jiubian thought of a way to break this deadlock.

It was risky, but if it worked, the benefits would be immense.

With this in mind, some light finally returned to his shimmering eyes.

Qin Xiao noticed that his stiff limbs were slowly returning to normal. His expression was calm, but his heart was not at all at peace.

The person in his arms had appeared so suddenly, as had the stiffness and loss of control of his limbs. Everything about this was bizarre.

But it was a certainty that the abnormality of his body was related to the person in his arms.

Such an incredibly dangerous variable must not be allowed to remain.

As he pondered, Qin Xiao once again met the gaze of the person he was holding.

Those eyes were light-hued and somewhat blank and boundless.

But in the next moment, he saw those eyes become profound, with a smile that didn’t reach to their depths.

Chu Jiubian’s smiling eyes steadily met the man’s cold, dangerous gaze, and he said unhurriedly: “It seems you are this god’s love tribulation.”

His clear, bright voice hovered in the realm between young adulthood and adolescence, capturing one’s attention the moment he opened his mouth.

“This god…..” He paused briefly, and his smile grew wider. “…..is very satisfied.”

That’s right, he was going to pretend to be a god!

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[1] The “wang” suffix (王) denotes a level of authority, equal to a king or prince. ⮐

[2] Qian Shu Cheng Yun (乾枢承运) basically refers to the Mandate of Heaven, acknowledging one’s calling to become emperor. ⮐

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Table of Contents >> Chapter 2

Author: Cheng Jingtan (程惊堂)

Synopsis:

When Chu Jiubian transmigrated into a novel, he plummeted through the sky and landed in the arms of the arch-villain, the regent.

Chu Jiubian got a clear look at the person holding him.

What a handsome man.

He couldn’t help but rub his chest muscles a couple of times.

The three-year-old emperor pointed a finger at him and exclaimed in delight: “Wow, a fairy-gege!”

Huh? Who was that talking?

Chu Jiubian turned to see the young emperor, as well as the civil and military officials kneeling on the floor.

Realizing something, he felt a chill on the back of his neck and slowly turned his head to look at the person who was holding him.

Under the man’s murderous gaze, Chu Jiubian gritted his teeth and said: “It seems you are this god’s love tribulation. This god is very satisfied.”

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After transmigrating, he was sent to prison.

In order to survive, Chu Jiubian could only talk mysteriously and pretend to be a god.

While trying to gain the trust of the regent, he used the System to quietly contact and develop believers in order to build up his own power. 

For a time, “miracles” occurred frequently across the country.

Crystal-white fine salt, high-yield sweet potatoes, light and easy-to-use paper, cement, rubber…..

Before he knew it, his believers spread across the whole country and Chu Jiubian became the most beloved god among the common people.

The regent who had originally imprisoned Chu Jiubian gently grasped his chin and said with a smile: “If you dare return to heaven, I will burn your temples and kill your believers…..”

Chu Jiubian covered his mouth: “Shut up, don’t act like a pervert!”

Total Chapters: Ongoing

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Tags: Wuxia, Transmigration, Politics, Drama, Intelligent MC

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Chapter 1	Chapter 39
Chapter 2	Chapter 40
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38

Chapter 43 – To Die For Love

Feng Ye endeavored to free his sleeve from Hao Chen’s hand, and Hao Chen gripped Feng Ye’s sleeve just as hard.

The two engaged in a tug-of-war, and the thin material stretched precariously. Unsurprisingly, after a momentary stalemate, there was a sudden ripping sound. 

The two men stepped back at the same time. Hao Chen looked at the length of cloth in his hand, while Feng Ye stared at his half-missing sleeve.

After a brief pause, Hao Chen spoke before Feng Ye could claim compensation from him. He raised his hands flat in front of him and bowed in a congratulatory gesture, saying with a face full of joy: “Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Feng Ye!”

What was there to congratulate him for…..Feng Ye was so baffled by Hao Chen’s congratulations that he even forgot to blame him.

Maintaining his smiling expression, Hao Chen shook the half sleeve in his hand and explained to the doubtful Feng Ye: “Fellow Daoist Feng Ye has cut his sleeve for me, so of course I must congratulate him.”

Feng Ye pondered for a moment before realizing the deeper meaning of the words “cut sleeve.”

He also recalled wanting to cut off his sleeve so that Hao Chen would have no sleeve to pull. Fortunately, he hadn’t brought a sword. Otherwise, if he cut his own sleeve, wouldn’t his innocence be at stake if the news got out…..

Although the result was still a broken sleeve, Feng Ye forced himself to make up another explanation for this matter. He poured cold water on Hao Chen, saying: “Has Fellow Daoist Hao Chen never heard of the term ‘severing one’s ties with a friend?’ This sleeve is the broken friendship between me and you.”

“No, no, no,” Hao Chen denied with a smile. “Our friendship is like a surging river that cannot be stopped by mountains or hills, let alone a small sleeve such as this.”

Feng Ye: “……”

He gave up.

While the two were flirting, no, joking around, the tiger-leopard was approaching its prey step by step not far ahead, and the two Wending martial brothers were also retreating step by step. 

The monster’s blood-red eyes gleamed with fierce greed. The muscles of its upper jaw peeled back its lips in a wrinkled snarl, exposing sharp fangs that could pierce a human throat like it was nothing.

The tip of its nose twitched slightly as the smell of blood from its injured prey stimulated its senses. This fishy smell made it even more excited and greedy.

After eating these two humans, its cultivation would likely reach a higher level.

Foul-smelling saliva flowed from its lips as it closed in on its prey.

“Shixiong, I can’t run. You go first, I’ll hold it back!” Lu Xiao looked at the approaching monster and suddenly made up his mind.

Cheng Yiming tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword when he heard this. He was actually a little shaken. He’d been thinking about whether he should abandon his shidi and escape by himself, but Lu Xiao’s words made him so ashamed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

“Shidi, let’s die together!” He suddenly went still, a determined expression on his face. He had made his decision.

As soon as he spoke, the monster crouched down, limbs slightly bent as its leg muscles tensed. Then it reared back and, like an arrow shot from a bow, pounced on Cheng Yiming with such speed that it was nearly invisible to the naked eye.

The sound of the tip of a sword hitting the tip of a claw drew Feng Ye’s attention from Hao Chen to what was in front of him.

Cheng Yiming was struggling hard against the tiger-leopard, while Lu Xiao, his immobile shidi with an injured leg, was firmly protected behind him.

This kind of friendship is rare, Feng Ye thought. It was just that…..this swordsmanship was also rare…..and so bad that it defied description.

It was likely that junior disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect who had only joined for a month could dance with a sword better than Cheng Yiming. But come to think of it, he couldn’t place blame. Lingxiao Sword Sect was a genuine sword cultivation sect, and Wending Sect focused almost entirely on alchemy rather than combat.

That said, the sword in Cheng Yiming’s hand was a magic weapon. Although it was only yellow-grade, the lowest-grade magic weapon, it could just barely hold off the monster’s claws.

But it couldn’t hold on for much longer. The monster’s attack was fierce, but it hadn’t used its full strength. Cheng Yiming, however, was already giving his all, injecting spiritual power into the weapon as if he had a limitless supply.

Fighting in this way, it wouldn’t be long before his spiritual power was exhausted. At that point, he would probably be unable to fight back, only able to let the monster consume his flesh and blood.

As soon as this thought occurred to Feng Ye, Cheng Yiming’s spiritual power sputtered. Feng Ye was somewhat surprised. The spiritual power of this Wending Sect disciple had run out faster than he’d expected. It seemed the rumors were true – the disciples of Wending Sect were all a bunch of useless people with inflated cultivation bases.

The monster saw its chance and immediately took advantage of its opponent’s pause, slashing Cheng Yiming’s arm with its claws.

His intact right arm was suddenly torn to bloody pieces.

Cheng Yiming staggered a few steps back and stood in front of his shidi.

And the monster was no longer in a hurry to attack. It licked its claws that were covered in bits of flesh, staring with blood-red eyes at the two people in front of it.

Having exhausted all of his spiritual power, Cheng Yiming should have no means to fight back. However, he demonstrated the power of money to the two paupers Feng Ye and Hao Chen with his own actions.

He suddenly took out a small bottle from the storage bag at his waist, pulled the cork, and gulped down the brown pills like candied beans.

As the jut of his throat bobbed up and down, his exhausted spiritual power replenished itself.

“……” Feng Ye was dumbstruck.

Was this kind of thing possible?

It seemed so.

Although the monster didn’t possess human-like intelligence, it realized that the prey in front of it had the ability to fight once more.

“Raawr!” It roared angrily.

Then it waved its strong forelimbs again, leaped off the ground, and pounced on Cheng Yiming from above.

Feng Ye watched blankly as Cheng Yiming tangled with the monster. When his spiritual power was quickly exhausted, he tossed another pill into his mouth, instantly refilling it again, and fought at full power.

Feng Ye: “…..”

No wonder people said that although those from Wending Sect weren’t very strong, they could wear their opponent down using drugs.

It was a pity that the two disciples of Wending Sect hadn’t brought enough pills. Before the monster could be killed, the medicine ran out first.

After Cheng Yiming exhausted his spiritual power once again, he was truly in dire straights with no ability to resist.

His body bore wounds of various sizes, and his eight trigram robes were stained red, sticking wetly to his form.

After another narrow escape from the monster, he took a few steps back to stand with his shidi.

The monster turned its head and gave the martial brothers a fierce look. A hint of elation rose in the beast’s blood-red eyes as it slowly approached its exhausted prey.

Cheng Yiming was still holding his sword, but his hand was trembling. He had no strength to fight back, and was just struggling in his death throes.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Seeing this, Hao Chen let out a pretentious sigh. At the same time, he unfolded his fan in front of himself and Feng Ye, considerately presenting this treasure to him: “Since Fellow Daoist Feng Ye isn’t leaving, how about I block this bloody scene for you?”

Feng Ye looked at the black fan blocking his view: “……”

He sent Hao Chen a speechless look. Then, with a wave of his hand, he pushed Hao Chen’s fan away and took a step forward in one motion.

Although this step was small, it was a very clear statement.

Hao Chen’s expression immediately became one of extreme surprise. He and Feng Ye had been observing indifferently for so long that he’d thought the other party wouldn’t take action. He didn’t expect Feng Ye to ultimately get himself involved in this matter.

This was truly beyond his expectations. He had witnessed Feng Ye’s unexpectedly cold and terrifying killing intent. That was likely Feng Ye’s true character. As for the good-natured, bulliable, Useless Shixiong in Fang Yang’s eyes, that was just a disguise Feng Ye used to conceal his true identity.

That cold look couldn’t be faked, nor could that awe-inspiring killing intent. If Feng Ye said that his hands were clean and he had never taken a life, Hao Chen would be the first to disbelieve it.

Not only that – this fellow probably had a lot of blood on his hands, the bones of corpses having become the sharp edge that allowed him to kill anything and anyone.

Only people like this would be so on guard that they instinctively attacked when someone unintentionally approached them from behind. 

This person who’d taken countless lives…..how could he be a good person who drew his sword when he saw injustice?

It was clearly more in line with his character to watch someone in peril without helping, just like Hao Chen!

However, that was just his speculation on Feng Ye’s character, and couldn’t be relied upon. The fact was: Feng Ye was actually taking action to help these two strangers.

While Hao Chen was doubting life, Feng Ye took two steps forward, squatted down, and picked up a palm-sized stone.

He tossed the stone up and down in his hand, weighing it. Feeling that it was heavy enough, he suddenly turned his wrist and threw the stone out hard.

Bullseye!

The tiger-leopard was only a few meters away from the two Wending martial brothers. The beast opened its mouth wide, preparing to eat delicious food, but was unexpectedly hit with a rock that twisted its mouth.

“Raawr!” The monster roared in pain. It promptly whirled around to face its attacker, Feng Ye.

The two Wending disciples turned their heads at the same time, wide-eyed in surprise at escaping their desperate situation.

One corner of Feng Ye’s lips rose as he looked directly into the monster’s eyes with an air of provocation.

Even with the language barrier between species, the meaning of such eye contact was self-evident.

The monster had previously disdained Feng Ye and Hao Chen’s pitiful cultivation, but it couldn’t resist this provocation. It immediately dropped the food in its mouth and rushed toward Feng Ye.

Feng Ye showed no fear, even unarmed.

After their initial shock, the Wending disciples grew anxious, fearing that their reinforcements might not survive even a single attack and die in vain.

Feng Ye watched as the monster drew nearer, and suddenly said to Cheng Yiming: “May I use that sword?”

Cheng Yiming was taken aback, but immediately replied: “Take it!”

As he spoke, he threw the yellow-grade spirit sword in his hand to Feng Ye.

Not only did the way he used a sword defy description, but so did the way he threw it.

The tip of the sword danced in an arc through the air, and judging from its trajectory, it should reach its target pointed toward Feng Ye.

If Feng Ye didn’t catch it, he would be pierced through by the thrown weapon. Perhaps instead of calling this assistance, it should be called causing further trouble.

As the sword danced and spun through the air, the monster running toward Feng Ye also leaped up. Attached to its sturdy forelimbs were claws that gleamed with a cold light, sharp enough to pierce a person’s chest through the ribs.

The weapon was still up in the air, but the tips of those claws were already within reach.

Faced with such a perilous situation, Feng Ye still displayed no fear. Instead, he smiled and shouted: “Good!”

Cheng Yiming was feeling guilty about his dismal sword-throwing skills, and was stunned for a moment when he heard this cheer.

What was so good about this?

Feng Ye answered through action.

He suddenly rushed forward, lowering his body and using the inertia of his speed to slide directly under the leaping monster. 

Having missed its target, the monster turned its head as it landed and pounced again with a swing of its claws.

At the same time, Feng Ye leaped up and accurately snatched the hilt of the sword that was spinning in the air.

With a clang, the combatants separated at a touch.

Feng Ye and the monster distanced themselves again. Feeling the familiar weight in his hand, Feng Ye subconsciously swung his weapon in an artful sword flower.

With a sword in hand, his whole demeanor transformed. His idle and carefree attitude was cut away by the biting sharpness of the sword the moment the hilt met his hand.

The smile on his face deepened, revealing an arrogant contempt for all things.

He had no need for powerful magic weapons, nor elixirs to improve his cultivation.

He only needed a sword to win every battle!

Hao Chen saw Feng Ye’s expression, and his heartbeat accelerated once more.

In his travels around the world, he’d heard that in some places, liking something very much was called a ‘control.’ Some people liked uniform clothing, which made them a uniform-control.

What kind of control was he?

He felt like he had no resistance to Feng Ye’s expression when he had a sword in hand. He could even ignore his ordinary appearance, which trampled over his usual aesthetic tastes.

Hao Chen couldn’t think of an answer for the time being. His blood vessels were dilating due to his pounding heart, and his brain was a little hot. His eyes were full of the image of Feng Ye holding a sword.

His state at this moment was like that of a teenaged boy secretly perusing yellow books. Such was his excitement that he couldn’t help taking a step closer.

As for how to proceed…..

Hao Chen unfolded his fan and took another step forward.

He wanted to blow away the monster and the other two people standing in his path so that he could fight this sharp-edged Feng Ye himself.

However, something unexpected happened during the battle.

Against this monster that was much stronger than him, Feng Ye should have fought using superb sword moves like he had with Lu Chengye.

But he had only fought two rounds when Hao Chen saw him suddenly leap up onto the back of the monster as it passed by.

And the magic sword in his hand simultaneously pierced into the monster’s back.

The spine was connected to nerves, so the pain was much more severe than it would be on another part of the body. This agony caused the monster to instantly lose its mind. It followed its instincts and began to rush around like a headless fly, trying to throw off the person and sword on its back.

In the blink of an eye, the monster and the person on its back vanished from the three people’s sight.

The three were momentarily stunned by this incredible scene, and Hao Chen was the first to return to his senses.

Gazing in the direction of the person who had already escaped into the depths of the forest, a sense of uneasiness suddenly arose in his heart.

He suppressed his fluctuating emotions, put away his fan, and quickly followed the route Feng Ye and the monster had taken.

The two Wending Sect disciples finally snapped out of their daze at the sound of Hao Chen’s departure.

Cheng Yiming looked at his injured fellow disciple, then at their strange daoist friend who was running away, and suddenly said: “He was trying to help us. If we ignore him, wouldn’t we be considered heartless beasts? Shidi, my leg isn’t injured. I’ll go check on the situation, you wait here for me.”

Lu Xiao nodded, and Cheng Yiming followed Hao Chen in pursuit of the person who had been carried off by the monster to places unknown.

Feng Ye lay on the broad back of the monster as the scenery sped by around him. With one hand, he gripped the monster’s fur, and with the other, he clutched the sword inserted into its back.

When he looked back while running and saw Hao Chen disappear, he couldn’t help but whistle happily.

I finally got rid of that sticky candy!

Turning back again, he estimated the direction of the coast. Then he steered with the hilt of the sword, using pain to force the monster to turn and move in the direction he desired.

A creature with two legs could never outrun a creature with four legs – especially Hao Chen, whose true form had no legs.

Even though he did have legs in his Peng form, he couldn’t transform in broad daylight. It might make too big of a splash.

Moreover, there was a Wending Sect disciple following closely behind him for some reason.

He didn’t want to reveal his identity so early, so he could only maintain a relatively normal speed as he pursued Feng Ye.

The two chased after him for a long while before they finally caught sight of a ray of light through the jungle.

When they first walked out of the jungle, the first things they noticed were the moist sea breeze and the sound of crashing waves.

Hao Chen glanced around and spotted the corpse of the tiger-leopard on an over ten-meter-high cliff near the shore.

He and Cheng Yiming approached the monster corpse together, and Hao Chen observed the traces left on the cliff without a word.

The magic sword was completely embedded within the monster’s body, with only the hilt sticking out.

The reef was covered in bloodstains, and it was unclear whether the blood was from the monster or Feng Ye.

It naturally belongs to the monster, Hao Chen thought. He had been tricked. Feng Ye’s sudden intervention had probably not been out of kindness, and Hao Chen had even been asking himself how this person could have a such soft heart.

Feng Ye had intended to use the monster to get rid of him, and Hao Chen had let him succeed right in front of his eyes.

Hao Chen closed his fan in vexation and tapped his forehead with it.

However…..Hao Chen’s lips suddenly curved up slightly. Feng Ye had missed one thing: he had no idea that Hao Chen was a Kunpeng.

It was possible to get rid of him on land, but the sea was his home ground!

How could a human being escape a fish in the sea?

Especially a very big fish – bigger than this floating island.

Feng Ye would soon know what it meant to walk into a trap.

The more Hao Chen thought about it, the more excited he became. But just as he was about to jump into the sea and give Feng Ye a surprise, he was abruptly stopped by a voice beside him.

Cheng Yiming couldn’t see the curve to Hao Chen’s lips, and only saw him tap his fan in discontent, which he interpreted as a sign of despair at the death of his friend. After all, judging by the evidence at the scene, Feng Ye had most likely fallen into the sea while fighting the monster.

The sea was unlike the land. There were monsters as strong as Nascent Soul in it, and once cultivators like them entered, there would be no chance of survival. 

Feng Ye had died trying to save him and his shidi. At this thought, Cheng Yiming could only comfort Hao Chen in an apologetic tone: “Fellow Daoist, please don’t be too sad…..”

Hao Chen glanced at him when he heard this. After a moment’s thought, he played along and donned a heartbroken expression, saying with tears in his eyes: “He’s dead. I don’t want to go on alone.”

Cheng Yiming was stunned, and exclaimed in disbelief: “Does Fellow Daoist mean…..could it be that the two of you…..”

Before he could finish his question, Hao Chen had already walked to the edge of the cliff. Then, without hesitation, he jumped into the surging, perilous sea.

As he fell, the false sadness on his face disappeared and was replaced by a carefree grin.

He opened his arms toward the sea with a hint of nostalgia, and with a splash half a person’s height, he vanished into the expanse of water.

Cheng Yiming reacted belatedly and rushed to the edge of the cliff. Looking down, he could only see white-capped waves crashing against the cliffside.

After searching for a while with no results, he couldn’t neglect his shidi any longer, and went back the way he had come.

When he saw his shixiong return, Lu Xiao couldn’t help but wonder: “Where are the two fellow daoists?”

Cheng Yiming let out a long sigh: “The fellow daoist who helped us fell into the sea while fighting the monster, and the other one…..”

He said with deep grief: “He died for love!”

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When he returned from “paying his respects,” Oser discovered guards who didn’t belong to him at the medical college gates and was displeased that his territory had been infringed upon.

“Who told you to stand guard here?”

A guard saluted and said: “Answering Your Highness Oser, His Highness Disi is receiving medical treatment inside. We are responsible for deterring outsiders.”

Oser glanced toward the hospital’s main entrance, a sense of foreboding growing within him. He strode in swiftly, and Tang De hastily followed.

The hallway had been cleared, and was completely empty.

“Go underground and watch. Don’t let anyone get close.”

“Yes.” Tang De left at once.

Oser walked down the hallway, yanking open every door he passed. Finally, behind one of them, he spotted a blond man napping on a sofa.

The loud bang of the door opening woke him up, and he leaped up in a fluster when he saw Oser appear at the door.

“Your Highness Oser, why are you here?”

Without any hesitation, Oser grabbed his ear and dragged him out of the VIP lounge.

“Owowowowow—” he screamed like a slaughtered pig, with no thought to his image.

“I should be asking you why you’re here.”

This man named Wu De had royal blood, though it was difficult to track it back to a specific generation. He belonged to a marginal royal family, relying on his status to live freely in aristocratic circles.

The only legitimate royal family member who was close to him was Disi, who didn’t live in the palace.

Wu De had always been a little afraid of Oser, and acted timid when he saw him.

Oser tortured him without even using his pheromones, and scared him into revealing everything.

“It, it, it was His Highness Disi who told me to come! I don’t know what his plans are, he just told me to wait for him in this room……”

“Where is he?”

Wu De shook his head vigorously: “I really don’t know!”

Seeing that he didn’t dare to lie, Oser released the man and tossed him aside. He lacked the patience to search everywhere, so he held his breath and concentrated. Using this ability, an Alpha could determine if there were any of his own kind nearby and estimate the opponent’s strength in order to fight or flee as soon as possible.

Wu De was scared to death, and backed up in desperation: “Your Highness Oser, please use your words and not your pheromones!…..Urgh…..”

He was the closest victim and bore the brunt of the attack. Unable to bear the immense pressure, he vomited on the spot.

Elsewhere, Disi sensed the pheromone fluctuations, and his eyes gleamed as he released the same force. It intersected with Oser’s barrier, and the moment the two forces collided, the glass all along the way shattered.

Nan Ting heard a faint buzzing sound. It felt like an electric current flowing through her scalp, followed by a slight sensation of nausea.

She was a Beta, and an Alpha’s mental power over her was finite. This feeling only lasted a short time. Nan Ting suppressed her discomfort and hastened to aid Ling Yi, but received a shock.

He was barely holding himself up with one hand on the wall. The expression on his ashen face was pained.

“What’s wrong?” Nan Ting anxiously went to support him.

Ling Yi moved his lips with difficulty, uttering a silent curse.

Cold sweat broke out continuously all over his body, and he felt a chill invading his bones.

Nan Ting saw that he wasn’t in good condition and looked around for Oser’s guards, who had promised to protect them from afar, but there was no sign of them.

“Don’t look for them, they’re all Alphas. They can’t move under this level of mental suppression.”

A doctor with a mini isolation mask walked quickly in their direction.

Nan Ting shouted excitedly, as if she had found a savior: “Doctor Lan Ze!”

Lan Ze used all of his strength to lift Ling Yi up. “Let’s move him somewhere else first.”

Nan Ting went around to support his other side: “Doctor Lan Ze, what happened just now? I thought it was all in my head.”

Even the isolation mask couldn’t block out Lan Ze’s disgust: “Driven by their base desires, Alphas are using pheromones to fight each other. Humans are subject to the same reproductive instincts as lower organisms. What a waste of evolution.”

Nan Ting helped Lan Ze take Ling Yi to his personal laboratory. Lan Ze gave Ling Yi an injection and wrapped him in a blanket. Only then did Ling Yi recover slightly.

Nan Ting was solely focused on Ling Yi, and only understood half of what Lan Ze just said: “I don’t understand what you mean by base desires and reproductive instincts.”

Lan Ze put his hands in his pockets and leaned casually against the wall: “In order to seize and attract a mate, creatures in nature do some incredible things. Humans film these life-or-death battles and incomprehensible dances, turn them into documentaries, and watch them out of curiosity. But if higher beings were to watch human Alphas, they would find them no different from peacocks spreading their feathers or spiders shaking their buttocks. Only when our physical desires are met will we remember that we are primates.”

“You mean there were multiple Alphas releasing their pheromones just now? But hasn’t Ling Yi already been marked by His Highness Oser? How could he still be affected?”

“Even a completed mark can be overwritten by an Alpha with higher mental strength. This is the law of the jungle. A powerful Alpha is able to possess all of the Omegas who match him, which is why a law was created for this.”

“If I find out who’s spreading these pheromones, I will make them suffer.”

Ling Yi looked weak, but his face said all the harsh words he couldn’t speak. There were two words written in his eyes: extreme aggression.

“An ordinary person’s pheromones won’t affect you unless their mental strength is equal to or even greater than that of His Highness Oser.”

Nan Ting was astonished: “There’s an Alpha as strong as His Highness Oser?”

“Brotherly quarrels are also common conflicts in nature, regardless of species.”

Ling Yi thought of the same person, that face that was so sleazy and vulgar, and regretted handing over the throne to such a person.

He cursed the new crown prince a hundred and eighty times in his heart.

Lan Ze told Nan Ting: “His clothes must be wet. Go get him a new set. He shouldn’t catch a cold at this stage.”

Nan Ting went at a trot. The Alpha pheromones gradually dissipated, and Lan Ze removed his isolation mask.

The laboratory became very quiet as Lan Ze listened carefully to the sounds coming from outside.

“Go hide behind the curtains for a moment.”

Ling Yi: “What?”

Lan Ze: “Someone is coming.”

Du Bin, wearing a mask, appeared at the door of the laboratory.

“Is there a problem? We don’t see patients here.”

“I’m looking for someone. I thought I saw a friend come in here just now.”

“You were mistaken.” Lan Ze issued an eviction order.

Du Bin’s expression was perpetually stern. Compared to the carefree Tang De, this young man had the look of a natural bodyguard.

“May I confirm this? I’ve been searching for that friend for a long time.”

“The person inside is my patient. He’s bad-tempered. I advise you not to disturb him.”

“Really? I’ll just take a look.” 

Du Bin walked straight in. Ignoring Lan Ze’s obstruction, he came to the curtain and lifted it with force—

. . . . . . .

Oser and Disi faced each other with dislike written all over their faces. 

“I thought it was someone else, but it turns out to be 99.65.”

Disi removed his mask and gave him a slight nod.

“I just arrived, and my dear brother rushed over in such a hurry. Are you worried about my health, or are you eager to protect your food?”

Oser sneered: “The Royal Medical College should be reorganized. The privacy of patients has been so carelessly disclosed. Who would dare seek medical treatment here in the future?”

“My doctor just happened to find a document in the recycling bin and accidentally gave it to me as a medical examination form. Only then did I realize that Imperial Brother has been quietly contributing to the development of medicine. It’s truly heartwarming.”

Oser couldn’t be bothered to waste time on him: “Are you sick? If not, leave now.”

Tang De rushed over and whispered hastily in Oser’s ear: “Your Highness, that person isn’t downstairs.”

Oser turned his head sharply: “What?”

“The guard said he went for an examination and hasn’t returned yet. I sent someone to look for him.”

Oser sent Disi a fierce glare and rushed off.

Disi’s voice sounded behind him: “Imperial Brother should look more carefully. After all, what’s the difference between 99.65 and 100?”

. . . . . .

The instant Du Bin opened the curtains, a fist cracked toward him. He had trained in various fighting techniques for many years, and even he was caught off guard. He reflexively raised his arm to block it, but failed and took a blow to the chest.

The force of this punch was not to be underestimated. Half of Du Bin’s body went numb, and he was unable to move for several seconds. If the person opposite him were an assassin, he would have been dead by now.

Du Bin regained control of his body and was forced to take two steps back. When he looked up, his perpetually stern expression transformed into shock.

Behind the curtain was a hospital bed, and the person sitting on it had a face as perfect as an artist’s sculpture.

He sat there motionless, eyes fixed on one point. If he hadn’t just been punched by this person, Du Bin would have thought he was a mannequin.

Lan Ze continued to lean against the wall with his hands in his pockets, his posture unchanged.

“I warned you that my patient is bad-tempered. Please, take a closer look and see if he’s the person you’re looking for.”

Without looking back, Du Bin could imagine his entertained expression, but could only swallow the sweet taste in his mouth and admit defeat.

“Apologies, I think I recognized the wrong person.”

After confirming that there was no further movement outside, Ling Yi poked half his head out the other side of the curtain. 

Lan Ze: “He left. Come out.”

The first thing Ling Yi did after relaxing his vigilance was to take a closer look at the strange patient.

“He’s neither an Omega nor a Beta.”

“He’s an Alpha, but his gland was severely injured. Even surgery couldn’t restore its original function, so it’s normal that you can barely smell his pheromones.”

Ling Yi reached out and waved a hand in front of his eyes, but he didn’t seem to see it.

“His brain was badly damaged. Not only does he not have any memory, but his emotional region is also blocked, and he has lost cognitive function.”

“Factory reset?”

“It can be understood as such.”

“But that punch he threw just now wasn’t amateurish.”

“I’m still researching this case, but it seems he has retained some fighting instincts.” Lan Ze asked, “What do you think of his appearance?”

It was his extraordinary appearance that had drawn Ling Yi’s attention.

“How should I put it…..he’s a little too…..perfect. So flawlessly perfect that he doesn’t even look like a real person. I’d believe you if you said he was a modeled doll.”

A rare look of pride appeared on Lan Ze’s face.

“I don’t understand popular aesthetics, but I understand mathematics. From a mathematical perspective, as long as the facial features conform to the golden ratio, the human brain will perceive him as beautiful. I’ve meticulously calculated his facial features, and they conform to the golden ratio from every angle, making him a true masterpiece.”

It was really ill-mannered to call a living person a masterpiece, but since the person who said it was Lan Ze, Ling Yi felt that this was normal. 

“You did plastic surgery on his face too? What sort of heinous crime did this person commit to be put in such a state? What’s his name?”

“That’s a good question. I haven’t had time to pick one yet.” Lan Ze held his chin in his hand thoughtfully. “Let’s just call him Huo Yu.”^[1]

When Ling Yi came out after changing his clothes, he ran into Oser and his entourage, who had been looking for him.

Among them was Pat, who had rushed over after hearing the news. He was frightened by Oser’s urgent appearance, and thought that a major incident had happened again. He was still frightened at this moment.

Oser grasped Ling Yi’s shoulders and looked him up and down twice before confirming that he was safe and sound.

Ling Yi opened his eyes wide and asked innocently: “Your Highness, what happened just now? I was walking down the hallway and suddenly couldn’t move.”

Oser touched on it lightly: “The medical college’s management is lax, and some random people were allowed to sneak in. Were you frightened?”

Pat rushed forward and exclaimed: “Your Highness Ling Yi, do you feel unwell? Would you like a comprehensive examination?”

Ling Yi: “…..What did you just call me?”

“Your Highness Ling Yi, ah.” Pat said without blinking an eye. “You’re the future consort, so it’s not presumptuous of me to address you as Your Highness in advance.”

Tang De admired his natural flattery. When observing His Highness Oser’s reaction, he found that not only did he not object, but he even demonstrated some approval.

He was greatly inspired: “Your Highness Ling Yi, how about you wait for me to come back and escort you personally? None of my subordinates were reliable at the critical moment, and will be punished to do push-ups when they go home.”

The corners of Ling Yi’s mouth twitched uncontrollably: “……”

Pat donned the dignified look of a doctor and asked Nan Ting: “Has His Highness Ling Yi’s examination been completed?”

Nan Ting was still baffled, but since Doctor Pat and Captain Tang De, who possessed higher authority than her were calling him that, she changed her method of address as well: “The….first wave of cats and dogs arrived before His Highness Ling Yi could be examined.”

“That’s outrageous!” Pat shouted. “This is the Royal Medical College, not a veterinary clinic. What cats and dogs are allowed in here? Your Highness Ling Yi, I’ll take you to the scanning room now. Please, come this way.”

A dog met a cat outside the medical college and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

“This subordinate is incompetent and lost track of the target.”

“It doesn’t matter. Judging by how nervous my brother was, that report is 200 percent correct.”

“Do you want to create another opportunity?”

Disi shook his head: “No need. From what I know about my brother, even if his Omega matches with all the Alphas in the world, that won’t stop him from taking him out and showing him off.”

He looked toward the medical college: “We’ll see each other again soon.”

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[1] Huo Yu (火羽) means fire feather, a callback to his previous moniker, Night Crow. It also refers to him being reborn like a phoenix! ⮐

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