455 Second Prince

The second prince took a sip of hot tea, lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said in a strong voice, "The actions of the Prince of Qi are contrary to the laws of nature. The method of achieving immortality is not so simple."

They deserved to die, but given the actions of the Xuanji Sect and the Taishang Dao, and the Taishang Dao's past actions, this was also inappropriate.

The steward nodded slightly, awaiting the Second Prince's opinion.

After a moment, the Second Prince chuckled softly, "If even the Prince of Qi can die, then the death of my Third Brother is also acceptable. Next, we might all become prey."

The shopkeeper murmured in disbelief, his eyes suddenly widening thoughtfully. He murmured in astonishment, shaking his head repeatedly, "It can't be that bad, can it? Would they dare?"

The second prince chuckled softly, a sharp glint in his eyes. "A three-year-old child is on the throne in Qi. Hasn't Qi changed? It's just that a younger person has taken his place."

If the State of Qi can do it, why can't our dynasty?

Even non-direct descendants of the family can be assisted, isn't that a great opportunity?

Moreover, isn't Auntie changing too? The Demon Slayer Bureau is changing, so it seems Auntie has realized something.

The steward nodded slightly, his eyes showing a reluctance to believe these things. However, if it were true, the youngest and least powerful one would probably be the most suitable.

He said softly, "If it's the Princess's side."

The Second Prince gently shook his head, and the steward immediately stopped. A moment later, the Second Prince's order rang in his ears: 'From now on, level one alert.'

"Yes." The shopkeeper nodded.

At Bodai Mansion, three beauties, each with stunning looks and captivating charm, possessed long, slender legs, long, smooth black hair that flowed like a waterfall, perfect figures, and fitted cheongsams.

Youzhi leaned gently against the bench, speaking softly.

Familiar faces, maids on either side, Zuo Shi, Liu Rui, Ji Yanran, all more beautiful than flowers.

Liu Rui glanced at Zuo Shi, who had changed back into women's clothing. Her beauty was undeniable, and she now possessed a captivating charm. She was also wearing light makeup, which was quite a rare sight.

At this moment, she smiled sweetly, listened obediently to her mistress's words, and nodded, as if she had turned back into an innocent little girl.

For a moment, Liu Rui was a little unaccustomed to it, and said with a sweet smile, "Sister Zuo, is there something that makes you happy?"

The death of the King of Qi, though a good thing, is also a misfortune, likely reigniting the flames of war. Then, once again, countless lives will be lost.

By the end, his face turned pale, and his tone was filled with worry and heaviness, as if he could see future disasters and suffering.

Zuo Shi shook her head slightly and said in a low voice, "I haven't thought too much about the matter of the King of Qi right now. I've only come back to reflect on it."

Looking gently at his young mistress, he whispered, "Miss, the border city, just like your vision, requires not only investment, but also a large amount of investment."

I promised not to reveal what I saw. If you, Miss, were to go there yourself next time, and if you were to see it for yourself, you would naturally understand how I feel right now.

My mind returned to the excitement I felt when I first saw the sword spirit.

Refined and otherworldly, pure and flawless, innocent and guileless, holy, ethereal, elegant and pure—no words can adequately describe the beauty and temperament of the sword spirit.

If there were any words in the human world to describe her, even "unparalleled in the world" might not be enough to express the admiration in my heart. She is simply an elf who does not belong to the human world.

Unbeknownst to them, a tall, strong, imposing, and graceful figure flashed by.

Although their young lady was as beautiful as a fairy, there were quite a few women of the same caliber around the master.

Her face flushed slightly; she didn't know why she had suddenly thought of this.

Ji Yanran nodded gently and softly agreed, "Okay, we'll do as you say, sister."

He added with a hint of longing, "On the day the border city was founded, the Demon Emperor attacked, along with a thousand-foot-long demon dragon. It's a real pity I couldn't be there in person."

Demonic dragons have been extremely rare since the Holy Emperor. I never expected them to reappear; they pose a great threat.

Liu Rui nodded and said softly, "Lord He has indeed become more low-key. When he came to the capital with his sword earlier, I thought he was an arrogant person, but I didn't expect him to become so low-key in an instant."

"I'd like to see everything you described, Miss. And this true demonic dragon, with its scales and other treasures, is truly a treasure trove. I wonder if we could exchange some of it for you? That way, we could make you a suit of armor."

Ji Yanran smiled gently, "No rush. The matter of the Prince of Qi has a significant impact. I need to make a trip to this border city ahead of time, and also see what Sister Zuo is talking about that makes her so highly regard it."

Zuo Shi nodded silently, thinking to herself, 'If Miss saw this, she probably wouldn't be much better off than me.'

Ji Yanran leaned gently against Zuo Shi's chest, holding Liu Rui's hand with one hand. Her heart calmed down immediately. She closed her eyes to rest. There were too many things to consider regarding the Prince of Qi. At this moment, she just wanted to sleep peacefully.

Liu Rui and Zuo Shi gently patted the sleeping young lady, just as they always had.

While she slept, within Ji Yanran's body, it was as if a sleeping dragon's energy was hidden deep within her life.

The dragon energy began to cultivate automatically, as fierce as thunder. Golden light filled the space of his consciousness, and the essence of heaven and earth seemed to come automatically from the space around him, automatically increasing his cultivation.

He Chen gently embraced Yun Su, and a soft message came to his ear.

Lian Xiuxiu, who had been indifferent to everything since following He Chen, now had a face full of astonishment and disbelief.

Ji Xixi didn't pay much attention to this.

The other women, upon hearing this, were equally shocked and looked at their lovers with worry in their eyes.

He Chen smiled gently and gave everyone a reassuring look.

Wei Qinghui moved closer, her eyes resolute, and said softly, "Chen Lang, I'm going to cultivate in the spirit field too."

She gently pulled him, and he instantly fell into her arms, his face slightly flushed.

She said softly, "The dragon blood rice will be ripe soon. Use all of this, and there are some pills as well."

She then gently waved to Wanqing and Rourou, and the two quietly walked over from beside Ji Xixi.

He Chen gently pulled her into his arms and whispered, "Once the Dragon Blood Rice is ripe, I'll have to trouble you. The matter of the pills is important, but there's no need to rush. Your cultivation is the priority."

During this time, if I have nothing else to do, I often keep you company.

Rourou Wanqing nodded gently, "Okay, Chenlang. It should be ripe by tomorrow."

I leaned against her gently, shifting to a more comfortable position. I was exhausted from a long night and didn't get a good rest.

Looking at Huifu, Bai Rong, Wei Lan, and Fanghua, he also whispered his instructions.

Seeing that it was getting late, and remembering that Jingzhai was coming again today, she said softly, "I need to go to the capital first. You don't need to wait for me."

Yun Su and Yun Qing nodded gently and bid farewell to everyone.