"If Sixth Brother finds anything he likes, he may take it at will."
A soft, melodious voice rang in Zhao An's ears, like the cry of a phoenix, or the fragrance of orchids in a secluded valley, melodious and graceful.
"Seventeenth Sister, you said those words, so don't blame your brother for being greedy later!"
"Of course not."
"Sister, you haven't told me yet. What do you think of this Supreme Daoist? Is he pleasing to the eye?"
"The Supreme Daoist! How could it be my turn to choose him? Even if my father issues an edict, he might not even look at me!"
"What kind of talk is that? He is the Supreme Daoist Master, and his status is revered, that's true. But you are also a princess of Qin, how can you be inferior to him?"
Zhao An immediately responded, cheering on his younger sister whom he had only met a few times before.
He was the sixth son of the current emperor, and he had virtually no interaction with his seventeenth sister. The difference in age and social status was almost insurmountable. The only connection they had was blood ties, which would allow them to greet each other when they met, but that was about it.
To be honest, although they are half-siblings, their relationship is only slightly better than that of complete strangers; to each other, they are practically complete strangers.
Swallowing the Stars: Sign-in to Become a God
Zhao An had never paid attention to this younger sister before, because her mother's family was not very powerful, and she was a princess. As the emperor's son, there was no conflict between them, no interests, and no contradictions, so there was no opportunity for them to communicate.
However, nothing is certain. Even among the royal family, the seventeenth sister, who had always been unknown and almost invisible, has now finally gotten her chance.
Taishang Daozi!
The emperor's intentions were too obvious, or rather, as an emperor, he always pursued grand schemes and never thought of concealing them. If an emperor were to engage in underhanded tactics, it would be a joke.
Zhao An could naturally see through his father's plan at a glance. Anyone with a little knowledge could see it. But what did it matter? Once the emperor's will was made, it could become a reality.
As the emperor's son, his only concern was how to push things along and whether he could lend a hand to make this happen. If it succeeded, it would be entirely beneficial to him.
As for his seventeenth sister's own wishes, he never considered them, nor did his father. As a princess, marriage was never a matter for her to decide.
Moreover, the emperor chose someone like the Supreme Daoist Master for him. Even if you searched the whole world, how many people could compare to him? What else is there to choose from? It's just too ungrateful.
Born into an imperial family, kinship is an extremely luxurious thing for them. Although the Qin Dynasty is somewhat different from other human nations, there are some essential things that are no different.
"Let's wait and see!"
In the imperial palace, towering palaces stood like mountains. A girl in magnificent robes leaned against a high platform. With a slight lift of her delicate hand, a wisp of cloud flowed through her fingers. Her skin was as white as snow, her face as beautiful as a flower, and her bones as smooth as ice and jade, making her seem like a celestial maiden.
The only slight regret is that this girl, born from the essence of heaven and earth and shaped by the spirit of the sun and moon, has no expression on her face, which makes everything else pale in comparison. She shows neither joy nor anger, nor sorrow nor happiness.
She is Zhao Xizhi, the seventeenth princess of the Great Qin Dynasty. Originally, she was just an imperial princess with little presence. As can be seen from her name, the emperor did not place any expectations on her when he named her.
However, all of that is in the past. The girl understands that from this day forward, many eyes will likely fall on her, simply because she is now the only princess in the royal family who is not engaged.
The reason for all this was that her mother was weak, which meant that even her younger sisters were able to marry into the powerful and meritorious noble families of the Qin Dynasty, while she was always overlooked.
However, this often overlooked princess finally has her marriage today. However, whether this marriage can be arranged is not up to her domineering father, because her fiancé comes from the Supreme Dao.
"Seventeenth Sister, as your older brother, I must warn you that some opportunities, once missed, will never come again. If you fail to seize them, you may regret it for the rest of your life!"
"I know."
The girl's expression remained calm and serene, showing no change whatsoever.
As an imperial princess, she was born into the highest privileges and could enjoy everything in the world. Even though her status was not high and her presence was almost non-existent among her many brothers and sisters, she was still the daughter of the Qin emperor.
This identity made her extremely sensitive to the emotional changes of those around her. She felt neither happy nor joyful about her father's arrangements, even though her mother was unusually excited.
Because the other party is a Supreme Daoist Master, even if her father issues an order, the other party can choose to ignore it and refuse to accept it.
"I will befriend this Feng Daozi. I will host a banquet and invite him to come. When the time is right, you can come out and meet him!"
"It's too deliberate!"
The girl thought for a moment and then rejected the older brother's suggestion.
"I've heard that this Daoist is preparing to leave the Nine Provinces. May I travel with him?"
"no!"
While fighting Feng Bingwen, Zhao An also had to spare some time to communicate with his younger sister. He was shocked by this response and, without paying attention, revealed a flaw, and was pierced through the chest by Feng Bingwen's sword energy.
Amidst the spray of hot blood, Zhao An roared and punched Feng Bingwen back, making him appear even more disheveled. However, the imperial prince didn't care about any of this; given the other party's status, it didn't matter if he lost.
At most, his past achievements as the Emperor's son will all become stepping stones for this Supreme Daoist to gain fame. But that's not entirely true. After all, the reputation of this Daoist is already quite impressive. His defeats are just icing on the cake.
What he cared about most was the response from this younger sister, which was completely unexpected.
Why not?
Do you know what they're going to do?
As expected, Zhao An countered with his own question.
"Know."
"You knew I was going to follow you anyway?"
"I think it would be better to meet this Supreme Daoist Master when I'm trampling on demons, rather than at your banquet, brother!"
"..."
Zhao An fell silent. He suddenly realized that he had never truly understood this younger sister, yet he had dared to dream of arranging her marriage—how ridiculous!
"You're right. Compared to meeting someone amidst romance and beauty, being bathed in the blood of a demon is far more unforgettable!"
After calming down, this prince, who could also be described as having a distinguished military record, also agreed with his sister's idea. Rather, it would be more accurate to say that such behavior was in line with the demeanor of a princess of the Qin Dynasty.
"Brother Zhao, what are you thinking about? You're constantly getting distracted; it seems you don't take me seriously at all!"
A voice tinged with anger rang out, and Zhao An completely withdrew his divine sense. He then saw that above the Daoist disciple, whose body was surrounded by surging earth, wind, water, and fire, an ancient tower had appeared indistinctly.
"A celestial artifact!"
Zhao An was startled, but in the next instant, nine divine lights leaped from his body to his back, hovering in mid-air and revealing their forms. They were nine divine weapons shrouded in malevolent energy.
"The Nine Divine Weapons of Dingyang!"
Among the spectators, someone recognized the origin of the divine weapon that had leaped out of the Emperor's son's body and exclaimed in surprise, followed by a cacophony of discussion.
Feng Bingwen, with his keen hearing and sharp eyesight, overheard the onlookers' discussions and immediately understood the origin of the divine weapon possessed by this imperial prince. It was something forged from the life essence of a king of the Great Qin Dynasty. However, that king had already fallen, and the divine weapon he left behind had become the trump card and reliance of the imperial prince before him.
"Brother Feng, there's no need to continue fighting now that we've gone this far!"
Despite his overwhelming ferocity and pervasive malevolent aura, Zhao An, surrounded by nine divine weapons, showed no fighting spirit. At this stage, it was all about who had the more powerful treasure. To be honest, although he was an imperial prince, he was actually a bit apprehensive about competing with the Daoist disciple of the Supreme Dao in terms of resources.
"The outcome is still undecided!"
Feng Bingwen responded coldly. It's no wonder his attitude was so bad. This guy was fighting him while he was distracted and talking to someone. Did he think he wouldn't notice?
Therefore, Feng Bingwen frequently used ruthless tactics during the battle, showing no mercy whatsoever. It was understandable that his senior brothers and sisters showed him mercy, after all, there was indeed a gap between them, and if he didn't hold back, he wouldn't be able to win. But what was wrong with the imperial prince in front of him? Did he really think he was much stronger than him? He even dared to chat while fighting, what did he take him for?
"Brother Feng's divine might is beyond my comprehension. Let's call it a day. I concede defeat!"
Zhao An was completely different from his domineering and arrogant demeanor before the battle. It was mainly because his conversation with his seventeenth sister had shaken his mind, to the point that he had no desire to fight anymore.
"The result of this battle is invalid; you didn't even use your full strength!"
Feng Bingwen didn't appreciate it at all. He didn't need such a victory; it was an insult to him—the competitions within the sect were a different matter.
"Brother Feng, didn't you also not use your full strength?"
Zhao An responded with a smile. Having taken several hard blows from Feng Bingwen, he greatly acknowledged the strength of this Supreme Daoist. After all, the other party was a cultivator of both immortality and martial arts, a talent that could only be achieved by extraordinary individuals.
"Let's fight again next time!"
"good!"
The battle came to an end, and Zhao An left in a hurry. Many prodigies gathered around, but no one flattered him. After all, they were all people who were fawned over in their respective sects and had not yet fallen to the point of flattery.
"Brother Feng, how are you feeling?"
Yi Canglan and Feng Bingwen had a special relationship. After coming up, he greeted them with a smile and then asked questions.
"uncomfortable!"
"You've defeated an imperial prince, so what's there to be uncomfortable about?"
Many prodigies were greatly surprised. If it were an ordinary person, they might have said something about him being ungrateful. However, no one felt they were qualified to judge this person.
“When he fought me, he was chatting with someone. I managed to hit him several times because he was careless.”
Feng Bingwen explained the reason.
"this……"
The prodigies looked at each other, unsure of what to say. If this situation occurred during a competition, it would mean that one side completely looked down on the other.
“Brother Feng, don’t worry about it. You may not know, but Brother Zhao used to be stationed on the frontier and had his own army. Perhaps it was military business just now, which is why he had to spare some of his energy to respond. He’s not usually like this.”
Yi Canglan understood Feng Bingwen's displeasure, but still felt compelled to explain that there must be some misunderstanding.
"Um!"
"His Highness must be very busy, which is why he hastily ended this battle, even at the cost of defeat!"
"Losing to the Supreme Daoist Master is nothing to be ashamed of!"
"That's true!"
Many prodigies were discussing amongst themselves, but Feng Bingwen was in a bad mood and didn't talk much. However, his mind was slightly stirred, and he had a vague premonition that something was about to happen. However, the divination and fortune-telling techniques he had learned could only be used for self-defense and were not enough to predict anything.
"This should be a good thing!"
The young Taoist muttered to himself that he had such a feeling, but he couldn't quite put his finger on the reason. He just had a vague feeling that it seemed to apply to that imperial prince.
"I'll go see him again later and ask him what's so important that he needs to give me a reasonable answer!"
"Never mind, it's nothing serious!"
Feng Bingwen calmed himself down and decided it didn't matter anymore.
When do we set off?
He hadn't forgotten that he hadn't come here to visit Xianyang City, but to set foot in the realm of demons.
"Some people haven't arrived yet. We'll set off together once they all arrive!"
"Who else?"
Feng Bingwen inquired.
Although his words were somewhat unpleasant, none of the sects behind those geniuses were among the twelve paths of the Xuanmen. In his eyes, their significance was somewhat lacking. Although each of them had at least one Earth Immortal or even a Heaven Immortal behind them, there were probably few of these powerful immortals who could move against him.
After all, no matter how much noise they made, in the eyes of those immortals who often lived for thousands of years, it was nothing more than a minor disturbance and would not interfere with their cultivation.
"Those I told you about before will all be there. The one you just fought is also interested, as is the Dao Child of the Heavenly Evolution Dao, who is said to be going to the Nine Provinces!"
"Zhao An? Is he going too? That's right."
A smile appeared on Feng Bingwen's face. The more influential human geniuses the better. As long as they are influential enough, even celestial beings will have to condescend to protect them, unless they want the human race to die out.
"It hasn't been decided yet, but the Qin royal family will definitely send a representative. They can't possibly not be involved in something like this!"
"Um!"
Just as Yi Canglan asserted, the Great Qin would certainly not miss such a grand campaign to subdue demons and enhance the prestige of the human race.
No one expected that the one who would ultimately represent the Qin royal family in battle would not be any of the princes, but a princess who appeared delicate, gentle, and virtuous.
---Aside---
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