400 Relocation to the New Prefecture

Old Master Meng didn't hide anything, and his niece knew everything.

Nodding slightly, she looked at Bai Shan and said softly, "As for going to Dalong Prefecture, Shan'er, please don't even consider it. Last night, I think it goes without saying how strong Young Master He was."

Bai Shan nodded, a hint of expectation in her eyes, and asked softly, "Young Master He's ambitions lie not in the capital. Why not support my son to ascend the throne, so he can be a king alongside you in the future?"

Looking at Bai Shan, who was still dreaming, just like his own choice back then, how could people like them control someone like the Holy Emperor?

He shook his head slightly, a hint of bitterness in his voice, "Shan'er, our resources can't compare to those of the aristocratic families. Moreover, our treasury has been depleted over the years; many promising young talents have left, scattered, or departed. We have virtually no leverage left."

He continued, "Shan'er, we are only going to Dalong Prefecture to pave the way and provide assistance. There are more opportunities there, and everything is renewed. Others are also willing to go there."

Moreover, with the rise of the younger generation, their ideas are beyond our control.

The past is the past. If someone can break through to a higher level, perhaps there will still be a chance; otherwise, we are all just huddling together for warmth.

Looking at the unwilling Shan Yatou in front of him, a sense of the past that could never be returned to welled up in his heart.

I glanced at the old friend carefully, took a few steps back, and disappeared in a flash.

After the old man left, an old man in black appeared. He was completely covered up, and only his voice sounded old. It was hard to tell whether he was genuine or pretending.

He whispered, "Master, letting her go like this is too much. If we don't take Dalong Prefecture, everything else will be fraught with difficulties. Dalong Prefecture presents a perfect opportunity."

Bai Shan gently shook her head, "Let her go. There's nothing we can do if she stays. Besides, what Elder Meng said is right. Since Young Master He has taken over Dalong Prefecture, we can't interfere at will."

Otherwise, he might have become another holy emperor.

Keep a close eye on the prince in the future, and don't let him recklessly provoke that madman He.

"Yes," the old man murmured, slowly disappearing into the darkness.

The Wei Family Ancestral Hall is now a scene of utter desolation. Its former prosperity is gone, replaced by deafening cries that bring tears to one's eyes.

The entire Wei family compound was filled with weeping and wailing. They were heartbroken.

At this moment, several branches of the Wei family are crying as they vie for the position of head of the Wei family.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse. Today, the Wei family, including the patriarch and the eldest son, are all dead. Who will ultimately win the power struggle?

A cacophony of voices erupted: "Third brother, what are you trying to do? Patriarch, elders, the ancestor's body is barely cold; we should be working together."

The third brother, dressed in a magnificent robe, with tears streaming down his face, said in a hoarse voice, "What my elder brother says is true. I usually associate with young masters from all walks of life. If I were to become the head of the family, with my influence, the Wei family would surely rise to a higher level."

Moreover, all my young brothers have assured me that if I become the head of the family, they will fully support me, and our Wei family will continue to be a prominent family in the royal city.

The eldest brother got anxious and said, "What? You want to be the head of the family? You spend all day eating, drinking, and going to brothels with those young masters. How can we let you be the head of the family?"

Where is the First Madam?

As he asked, a strange glint appeared in his eyes as he searched everywhere for any trace of the First Madam. But he couldn't find her.

One replied in a low voice, "The First Madam went back to her parents' home this morning and hasn't returned."

The third brother shouted loudly, "Our Wei family's affairs should be decided by us Wei family members ourselves, don't you think? If you make me the head of the family, I will take half of all the Wei family's income each year and distribute it equally among you all."

What do you say?

"Good, Third Young Master is right. We support Third Young Master."

It must have been a plant; they were the first to step forward and shout. Then, a group of supporters joined in.

'We support the Third Young Master. He's devoted to us, and everyone supports him.'

'The Wei family earns several million taels a year; half of that is 500,000 carriages. What are you all hesitating for?'

"The Third Young Master and all the other young masters are close friends; our Wei family will surely rise to even greater heights."

Amidst the overwhelming support, there are naturally those who oppose it.

'Pah! This little rascal, if it were for the master's sake, he would have been beaten to death long ago. How could he be the head of the family?'

"That's right. That little rascal, who bullies men and women, has long been locked up, disgracing the Wei family."

'The third branch of the family, relatives of the empress, actually want to seize power! Everyone, kill them!'

"Ouch, it hurts so much! Get him!"

The sound of chaotic footsteps filled the air, and thick smoke began to billow up from somewhere.

"Run! Fire!"

"Uh, be careful, don't use your internal energy, this smoke is poisonous."

Those who escaped, and those who didn't, were all caught in a great fire. It came quickly and burned fast. Even those who were cultivating their spiritual practice perished in the fire. It was truly strange.

Outside the towering city walls, on the battlefield near the sea, the Second Prince wore a magical armor. The armor was as hard as dragon scales and shone with a cold light. With the enhancement of the armor, his cultivation level increased by more than 30% without him even realizing it.

The armor was inlaid with dragon-shaped decorations, the dragon's eyes seemingly gleaming with wisdom, also symbolizing the prince's noble status.

The helmet was shaped like a dragon's head, with dragon-scale-like armor covering it, providing all-around protection for his head. His eyes were bright and sharp.

The sword, radiating a powerful aura, pierced through an attacking sea monster like a bolt of lightning. The six-zhang-tall sea monster was forced to crash to the ground.

The soldiers, clad in armor, skillfully dealt with the sea monsters in the area. These enormous sea monsters, though large in appearance, offered little usable space.

Sirens are poisonous, and their flesh is scarce for food. After they die, they become strange, their bodies turning into evaporated water, leaving only fragile, hollow bones and stinking skin.

Fortunately, the demon core could be harvested, but it wasn't as big as expected. Such a large sea monster would definitely be a sixth or seventh rank on land, but in the sea, it was only a typical third rank.

They were not highly skilled, but they were large in size, strong, and numerous.

If it weren't for their dislike of the land and their inability to stay there for too long, they probably wouldn't even know whose land it was.

"Your Highness, urgent news!" The personal guards rushed over.

The Second Prince remained calm and turned back to the camp.

In the simple camp, the soldiers were training. After long years of fighting, these soldiers were full of vigor and their thick aura of bloodlust soared into the sky.

If you accidentally bump into a malevolent spirit or a vengeful ghost, you'll likely suffer significant damage. Death and annihilation are not out of the question.

The Second Prince sat down, took a sip of tea, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter that you're so alarmed?"

The guard bowed and calmly reported, "Your Highness, several major events occurred in the capital yesterday."