This clone was actually planned long ago.
As soon as Chen Shiyan's clone disappears, he will immediately create a "Cheng Qian".
Tiantian's real body was swaying in front of the Ninth Prince, and it really felt like... dancing on the edge of a knife.
The Ninth Prince will be back soon, so he has to make one quickly.
And quickly improve your cultivation level.
In his plan, this would be a transitional clone in order to escape.
When Dou Zhengyuan came to take away Chen Shiyan's belongings, he was ready to slip away.
This relic still needs to be made, and there is still a lot to do these days.
He estimated that Cheng Qian had reached the eighth level of foundation building, which would be enough for his body to enter the ninth level.
In the future, I will need to find a place to form the elixir.
Having a golden elixir clone is much more useful than the foundation-building stage.
The original plan was to use the Ninth Prince to sneak into the Imperial City. He didn't know how serious the injury was this time and whether his own plan could succeed.
Soon, the clone "Cheng Qian" was officially launched.
Cheng Qian took out a storage bag.
He needs to improve his clone's cultivation as quickly as possible.
Day and night alternate, and the morning glow shines with stars.
Just after three days, news about the Ninth Prince reached Cheng Qian's ears.
This is the news I learned from a casual chat with Shopkeeper Zuo.
"You're lucky, bro."
"What do you mean?"
"I was lucky not to go to the ruins with the Ninth Prince last time. Do you know how miserable I was?"
"I really don't know. I was depressed for several days because of this. I guess I didn't catch the Ninth Prince's eye. I felt sorry for my brother's introduction."
"Don't say that. It's a blessing in disguise for you. If you really went with me, I would probably feel miserable for years."
"But what happened to the ruins?"
"Something happened? Something has happened. My boss told me that several of his good friends are trapped in the ruins."
"Someone is trying to murder the Ninth Prince."
"There are even rumors that Yuanying has taken action."
"Oh, I see. Then I am glad that I am not very knowledgeable."
"Hahaha, compared to your own life and property, everything else is shit. Brother, you have talent, but you just need someone who can appreciate it."
"Brother, you think too highly of me. Come, let's have a drink."
"You have to drink, you have to drink. This is to celebrate your survival and your turn for the better."
After the two of them had a drink, Shopkeeper Zuo continued.
"This business will be hard to do in the future."
"Is it related to the assassination of the Ninth Prince?"
"The Ninth Prince is returning to the Imperial City."
"Ah? Didn't he make a mistake in the dynasty, which was equivalent to being demoted?"
"That being said, he is still a direct descendant of the royal family. He is seriously injured and needs to return to the imperial city to recuperate."
"When the Holy Emperor officially announces the succession, the battle for the throne between the nine dragons... no, the battle for the throne between the eight dragons will begin."
"From what you said, brother, the Ninth Prince has no chance?"
"Hey, I don't know about this. It was the boss who was nagging. He said that although the Ninth Prince could return to the Imperial City this time, he was ultimately rejected by the Holy Emperor, so his chances are slim."
"Isn't it said that the Ninth Prince is very much loved by the Holy Emperor?"
"That was in the past. It's different now that I've been demoted. Moreover, this time the Ninth Prince did not go through the Holy Emperor and returned to the Imperial City."
"In my opinion, this royal family is just like us ordinary monks. You asked your son to go to a faraway county town, and he ran back without your consent."
"Can you be happy? Can you be happy?"
"That's true."
"Is that so the Ninth Prince's chances are slim."
Eating, drinking, and quarreling were almost the same as in the previous life. He spoke eloquently about everything from astronomy and geography to ordinary life, from court disputes to the daily necessities of life.
He can always talk a lot at the dinner table.
After seeing off Shopkeeper Zuo, Cheng Qian sat in the yard. This was a rare time to relax.
He doesn't know how far he can go in this world.
He didn't know if he could reach the top of the mountain.
There are no simple people among these monks.
Before, he could still fool people in Lingyun Sect, but among these cultivators who mingled in the court, which one of them was not meticulous and cunning?
Just like the ninth prince this time.
He boasted that at worst he could ruin their plans.
What's the result?
Still a chess piece.
The Ninth Prince has achieved his goal and is about to return to the imperial city he has always longed for.
As for saying there is no chance?
On the contrary, he didn't think so, considering the Ninth Prince's actions.
It's patience and ruthlessness.
He didn't believe that the Ninth Prince had acted on impulse, nor did he believe that the Ninth Prince was unaware of the ruins beforehand.
There was also the clone who was assigned there, and Fan Chixiu's abnormal behavior.
Some of Old Tarzan's moves.
Even Li Yunyou, who shouldn't have appeared in the ruins.
These people all have their own plans, isn't he the same?
But in the end, none of them succeeded.
Although he didn't know the details, he knew that this must have been planned early on.
It is impossible to say that a monk like this has no chance at all when competing for that position.
Look at how cruel he is. He is cruel to his enemies, to the people around him, and to himself.
I guess there will be a bloody storm in the imperial city.
For a moment he even doubted whether he could really get what he wanted by entering the imperial city through his clone?
Or find another path?
Finally, he decided to wait until he met the Ninth Prince.
If there is still a chance, I will use the power of the Ninth Prince to enter the imperial city and participate in the court.
If there is no opportunity, then find another prince and do something big for him.
The Imperial City is still his first option.
It was really that the imperial system was exactly what he wanted.
It is not necessarily possible to thrive in any other family or immortal sect.
He has high expectations for the Purple Lion Dynasty.
This is the foundation for him to achieve Nascent Soul.
After reaching the Nascent Soul stage, you can travel the vast world.
You can even become a Tribulation Cultivator or go to some remote large areas, it's all completely possible.
Therefore, he really didn't want to give up going to the imperial city, joining the court, and thus prolonging the time for himself to become a Yuanying Zhenjun.
"Ninth Prince, I hope you can give each other a chance."
"I will do my best to help you reach the top, but I will take some spirit stones and spirit crystals in the process."
......
The Ninth Prince rested his head on the Red Flame Lion and looked at the night sky of the city from the platform.
He can't stay in the city for a few more days.
Thinking back to the time when I came from the imperial city to this remote place with dissatisfaction and anger.
Looking at him now, he is in a very peaceful state of mind, not as excited as he had imagined about returning to the imperial city.
I unconsciously thought of Huang Yunling and my own bloodline.
I couldn't help but think of County Magistrate Chen.
He still can't figure out why he did that.
"Well, after living for so many years, I have to admit that you are the only monk that I can't figure out."
"I will be heading to the Imperial City soon. I will never be able to repay your kindness. When I reach the top of the empire, I will definitely build a cenotaph for you made of spirit crystals."
"I will bury you in my future mausoleum in the Imperial Tomb. I have to ask you why you did that."
"Heh, this myth will probably bother me for a long time."
"Your Highness, you should rest now."
The eunuch came over and whispered.
The Ninth Prince is still seriously injured.
"Yes, I understand. We are going to return. What is the reaction from the Imperial City?"
"Your Majesty, the Holy Emperor did not say anything."
"It seems that my guess was correct."
"By the way, get Cheng Qian and An Guangli here tomorrow."
"Do you want to take them back? Their cultivation level is not an advantage in the Imperial City."
"I can use my cultivation resources to help a useless person with five spiritual roots to achieve a golden elixir. For me, cultivation is not the problem! Talent is the problem."
"I see."
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