[Swordsmanship + Easygoing Daily Life + Raising Kids + Strategy + Dynastic Struggle + Single Female Lead + Hot-blooded] This book is also known as: [Weak Introduction, Click Main Text for Content] ...
Volume 1 Chapter 164 Ten Saints Available
Dongfang Shuo didn't keep anyone in suspense.
He said directly: "One son picks the stars, and the promise of peace, the sixth level of saint, people say the star saint, the nine-bend Milky Way shakes the world, at the age of ten he comprehended the destiny of heaven, at the age of twenty he understood the sea of stars, at the age of forty-five he became a saint, he is the youngest saint in the world."
"The second son is the commander of the Imperial Guards, Chu Ge, a third-level sage. The power of his spear can shatter mountains and rivers. People call him the Spear Saint. He commands a hundred thousand Imperial Guards, and all of them follow his orders."
"The above two people are the ones you can use. Moreover, if my guess is correct, this Star-Picking Son will be able to reach Northern Mang in a few days."
Ye Tingmu was surprised. Although he had never heard of the names of these two people before, just by listening to Dongfang Shuo's words, he knew that these two people must be extraordinary.
Let’s not talk about his saintly cultivation.
These two people, one in charge of 100,000 imperial guards and the other the master of the Zhaixing Tower, already hold great power.
There is so much potential.
In this way, you will have three saints, and if you add Daihei, there will be four.
According to Lin An, the Third Prince has the Seven Saints behind him, and he is not much different from them.
Or he was completely fearless, because among the seven saints behind him, five were from the royal family and would not necessarily attack Feng He.
They supported the third prince Chao Yu, simply because he was the youngest son.
But now, Feng He has appeared, so he is the youngest son.
From this perspective, it seems that the third prince can be eliminated early?
However, he didn't understand why others would help him and how he could use it.
"Are you so sure that they can be of use to me and will help me?"
Dongfang Shuo chuckled and then shook his head.
"Of course they won't help you, but they will help the Fourth Prince and even die for him."
"Why?"
"Because the Fourth Prince also has a good mother. His mother has a great favor with these two people, a great favor."
Upon hearing this, Ye Tingmu took a deep breath.
In that case, it's not surprising.
As for any favor, it is not his concern.
As long as the other party can be used for your own benefit.
That's fine.
He nodded and said, "It seems that there is a lot to be done."
Dongfang Shuo shook his head.
"These three sons are not enough. If you really want to help the Fourth Prince seize the throne, you will have to face the First Prince. There are thirteen saints behind the First Prince, countless of whom have attained sainthood and transcendence. There are ten kings in the Nine Provinces, and seven kings are at his beck and call."
"So, what do you think I should do?"
Dongfang Shuo held his beard with his hand, and five more children fell to the ground.
"This is the royal temple. You can fight for the Five Saints. Then you will have eight sons."
As he spoke, his true energy surged.
Then two more pieces fell.
"If we can invite two saints from the Fox Clan, we will have ten saints. Only then will we be safe."
Ye Tingmu stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.
The Five Saints of the Royal Family, Dongfang Shuo actually thought the same as me.
He must strive for it. He also has some ideas and thinks he has some confidence.
As for the sudden appearance of this fox demon clan, he was puzzled?
"Fox demon clan, what should we do?"
Dongfang Shuo stroked his beard as well.
"There is a fox clan in the East China Sea, named the Tu clan, located in the Qianqiu area of the North Sea. That is the hometown of the Fourth Prince's biological mother. If you can go there, given the temperament of the Qianqiu clan, they will definitely take action."
"Then according to what you said, I am firmly in the Ten Saints, and with you as the number one in the world, wouldn't it be easy for me to seize the throne?"
Ten, plus black, eleven saints.
There is a difference between the two, so what is there to be afraid of?
Dongfang Shuo said: "I have already said that without you, the Fourth Prince would have a 40% chance of winning. With you, it would be 50%. Now I assert that his chances of winning are 60%. "
Ye Tingmu became interested. The old man was praising himself and he wanted to listen. He changed his way of addressing him to "senior" again.
"Senior, I don't understand what you said. Why did I get 50% and now it has become 60%?"
"Haha... Man's efforts are in the hands of man, and planning conquers nature. My friend, your talent and knowledge are comparable to those of the ancient sages. With you planning for the Fourth Prince, of course, there will be no omissions."
He did give Ye Tingmu a very high evaluation.
On par with the predecessors.
Whether it was the conversation between the two of them today, the calmness and responsiveness displayed by Ye Tingmu were beyond his imagination.
Didn't he personally plan a great show two days ago, not only making the Third Prince suffer a loss but also forcing himself into a desperate situation?
A person who was at the Lihe realm was so powerful that the Beimang Palace, which was full of experts, dared not touch him at all.
This is enough to show that this boy is extraordinary.
In fact, he just didn't know about the existence of Dahei.
If he knew that Dahei was the former king of the Eastern Wilderness, his chances of winning would probably be as high as 80%.
"Thank you for the compliment, Senior." Although Ye Tingmu knew it in his heart, being praised by others was always something to be happy about, especially since Dongfang Shuo in front of him was not an ordinary person.
Naturally, he was delighted, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.
He continued, "The situation is now stable. If I were in this northern bandit, I shouldn't be in danger. In your opinion, how can I maintain the current situation for ten years?"
He had a reason to ask that.
Whether it is the Two Saints of Qianqiu mentioned by Dongfang Shuo, or the Five Saints of the Royal Family.
At present, it is all just talk and no one knows what the outcome will be.
Not to mention whether there will be any accidents during this period.
Even if it goes as he wishes, there is still 40% unknown.
He couldn't be 100% sure of defeating the eldest prince.
But if he could maintain this skill for more than ten years, and comprehend the 4 sword skills, he would be able to reach the level of a saint and could definitely kill a saint.
By then, I can conquer the world with just one sword.
The saint is also the one who sells his head and puts himself in danger, and only then can he be 100% safe.
Although he acts rashly, he also attaches great importance to stability.
Dongfang Shuo was surprised.
"Why do you ask this, my friend?"
Ye Tingmu straightened his body and said domineeringly: "To be honest, if you give me twelve years, I will definitely conquer the world."
Dongfang Shuo was shocked.
I don’t know whether such words are self-confidence or arrogance.
Twelve years later, you will only be 33 years old. At such an age, how dare you say that you can conquer the world?
But Ye Tingmu didn't seem to be joking.
Moreover, it was indeed possible that he killed Shenyou as easily as slaughtering pigs and dogs at that time.
but.......
"If you hadn't revealed the Fourth Prince's identity two days ago, you might have been able to hold out in Beimang for a few more years. But now that you've done that, I'm afraid it won't work. Beimang is no longer safe for you. Although I'm here to take charge, you know I can only come down the mountain once and take action only once."
Ye Tingmu was surprised.
He asked in confusion: "Why do you say that, senior? Shouldn't it be safer if I do this? As long as I don't leave Beimang City, what can the Beimang King do to me? Does he dare to touch me? If he does, I'm not afraid..." At this point, his voice stopped abruptly.
Just came to my senses.
Yes, as much as King Beimang was afraid that he would die in Beimang City, the eldest prince wanted him to die in Beimang City just as much.
In this way, it seems that I did take a wrong step.
After coming to his senses, he fell into deep thought.
The look in his eyes changes from bright to dark.