"Your disciple? You didn't train him properly, why are you asking me?" Demon Lord Luan Hua flicked the tip of Ta Chuan's sword with his hand. The weapon he hated most was the sword, and being pointed at like this filled him with a violent urge to destroy everything.

"Perhaps he's dead." A mocking smile played on his lips. "After all, not every master can be as ruthless as you, casually throwing their apprentice out to die."

The sword wind was fierce, and it rushed away, echoing its master's emotions.

The Demon Lord dodged and resisted with his inner strength. "Are you sure you want to make such a big move here? If you don't swing your sword properly and shatter a rock, you might hurt your little disciple."

Jinyun Immortal Venerable placed Ta Chuan on his side, his body radiating a chilling aura.

The two stood face to face, neither too close nor too far, like two lions on the savanna, baring their fangs.

Li Mingke was unaware that not far from her, two people had just been fighting fiercely. All she knew was that she needed to get out of there quickly, as something very important was waiting for her.

With strong willpower and determination, she opened her eyes despite being severely injured.

"Cough...cough cough cough..."

My chest felt like it was being filled with magma, and every breath I took felt like I was being scorched.

The space that was just solemn and dignified is now completely razed to the ground, with rubble everywhere.

She summoned the shattered jade and, with the support of the sword, barely managed to stand.

They moved forward with difficulty, step by step, searching for the Fourth Prince.

Could he have been blown up?

She used the tip of her sword to push aside the rocks, trying to find him in the pile of stones.

Unwittingly, she noticed a piece of clothing faintly covered under a boulder; it was charred beyond recognition, its original material and color unrecognizable.

"Ayu, cough cough cough..." With a deft touch, she moved the boulder aside and saw the person under it.

"..."

She is the fifth princess.

The Fifth Princess's face had been destroyed by the explosion. The only way to identify her was by the necklace she wore around her neck. Several gemstones were covered in dust, but they were still intact on her neck.

Perhaps she died with resentment in her heart!

Li Mingke cut off a section of his sleeve and covered her face with it.

Li Mingke did not misunderstand the Fifth Princess, Wu Xidi.

The late emperor's youngest and most favored child was not only beautiful but also incredibly intelligent. Born into the royal family, she lived a life of luxury, with everyone flattering and fawning over her, and whatever she wanted was readily offered to her.

But for the first time in her life, she encountered something she wanted but couldn't have.

So she got angry. She couldn't understand it, and she was determined to fight back.

But this time, everyone was trying to stop her.

Because it's a system of succession by order, she wouldn't get a turn unless all her older brothers and sisters either gave up their inheritance or died.

Since that's the case...

Since that's the case, let's just kill them all.

My eldest brother was unfortunate, dying young; my third brother became a monk early on, so I'll spare him. As for the others…

Let our skulls serve as the stepping stones for us to ascend the throne!

But in the end, she still lost.

Looking at the mangled body before him, Li Mingke sighed, "If it weren't for me, you might have really made your dream come true."

But reality doesn't offer "what ifs".

She took one last deep look, then turned away.

Goodbye, Wu Xidi.

The shattered jade pieces thudded against the ground, mingling with the dull thud of her footsteps.

Perhaps the fourth prince is also dead.

She thought.

After walking for so long, she was exhausted and simply plopped down next to a pile of rocks. Her whole body ached, and she tried to catch her breath.

As she was examining the injury on her leg, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of a hand reaching out from a crack in the rocks, which startled her so much that she screamed silently.

This scene reminded her of a ghost story Wang Jingyuan told her when she was a child, about a hand reaching out from under the bed at night.

She picked up a stone and smashed it hard into that hand.

Soon, blood gushed from that hand.

Li Mingke clutched his frightened heart.

If there's blood, then it's probably not a ghost, but a person.

etc……

There are only the three of them here! The Fifth Princess is dead, her body is lying over there, so whose hand could it be? Of course it belongs to…

"Ah Yu ah wu wa wa wa—"

Li Mingke's hoarse voice sounded like a police siren.

It took her a lot of effort to pull the person out of the pile of rocks.

She slapped the fourth prince a few times, but there was no reaction, so she simply lay down on his chest to listen to his heartbeat.

Phew, thank goodness, as long as there's a heartbeat, it means I'm still alive!

Perhaps it was because the weight had been lifted from her heart and the pressure had been released, that she finally began to sob softly.

Tears fell like broken beads onto the Fourth Prince's face, streaming down his angular features, washing away the grime on his skin, and forming a small gray river.

Suddenly, a hand touched her face, dry and rough, gently wiping away her tears.

"Don't...cry..." The voice was so hoarse it was unbelievable.

"Ayu!" She opened her eyes wide and looked at the Fourth Prince's forced smile. She could no longer hold back and burst into tears.

"Not dead yet..." he gasped for breath.

Li Mingke helped him onto her back. "Can you still walk?"

"I can't go on, I have to rely on Mingke." His body pressed heavily on her shoulder.

Li Mingke couldn't care less about anything else. His legs were trembling as he moved at a snail's pace, leaning on the broken jade.

"Fifth brother... is dead?" the person next to him asked.

"Mm." She nodded slightly.

"Alas, she is pitiful too," the Fourth Prince sighed.

"Ayu, if you die, do you think she'll say you're pitiful?"

The fourth prince fell silent.

As the two helped each other out of Fengchan Mountain, there was silence at first, then the crowd erupted in cheers.

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

A sea of ​​black people knelt down, none refusing to bow their heads in submission.

The fourth prince held up the Marquis's Pearl in his hand, accepting the kneeling obeisance of his subjects.

From then on, he became the master of Daye.

Li Mingke stood a few meters behind him, quietly watching him being revered by thousands. His long, disheveled hair hung down, and the radiance emanating from him shone through the gaps in his hair, falling into her eyes.

I can finally go home.

That was her only thought before she fainted.

After holding on for so long, she finally couldn't take it anymore.

The attendants carried the two men back, and even without the Fourth Prince's orders, his men quickly brought the situation under control.

With Miaoyinzi as a witness, she announced that the fourth prince had become the new emperor.

"My lady, what about the remaining few inside..." someone from the cabinet asked her quietly.

"The new sun has risen, and the stars have scattered." That was all she said.

"yes……"

A grand procession welcomed the new emperor back to the palace, but Miaoyinzi remained where she was.

She was waiting, waiting for the two people who had not yet come out of the mountains.

She leaned against a big tree, bored out of her mind. After a while, she helplessly propped her head up with her hand.

Ugh, what are those two doing in there? The female lead has already come out, and they're still fighting?

She waited from dawn until dusk, and then from dusk until dawn again; Miao Yinzi's dark circles were comparable to a panda's.

Are these two never going to stop?

She yawned.

Suddenly, Fengchan Mountain in front of us made a loud rumbling sound, and then half of it collapsed.

Myo-ko, still with her mouth agape: ...

Then two people flew out from the mountain, one on the left and one on the right, and continued to compete in the air.

"The Star Falls Over the River—"

"Drunk, I dreamt of eight autumns—"

The two attacked simultaneously, and then two powerful forces collided.

Miao Yinzi watched the game from below, munching on a loquat banana. She had just found half a loquat banana left on the ground and, being so hungry, had simply picked it up and eaten it. She hadn't expected to have such an entertaining show to watch.

Hmm, both of them have great momentum, and their strength and speed are top-notch. Oh dear, Demon Lord, you should have taken the hit head-on instead of dodging; that would have given you time to counterattack. Immortal Lord, you shouldn't have turned left; you should have turned right and then struck with your sword for a fatal blow!

She diligently took on the role of off-field coach.

But neither of the two players on the field listened to her.

The two exchanged dozens of blows before finally creating distance after an even more intense collision.

"stop--"

She ran between the two of them, waving and shouting to them.

"Let's call a truce! Let's call a truce! You two big shots, listen to me!"

Both of their eyes were fixed on her.

Miao Yinzi unconsciously straightened her back. "Well, the new emperor has been chosen, it's the fourth prince. Now there should only be the two of you left in the whole mountain, uh, alive people. Don't waste your time here, go do what you need to do! Immortal Venerable, didn't you say you were looking for a disciple? She's already returned to the palace with the fourth prince! Demon Venerable, don't wait for the fifth princess anymore, she's probably already dead!"