"Great! Great!" The fat prince clapped his hands and cheered.
Zuan was speechless. This guy was truly heartless. He even forced me to consider him a friend, but for the sake of fun, he completely disregarded my safety.
It's still the same Shi Kun. If you're going to drink urine, just drink it. Why all the fuss and arguing?
At this moment, Shi Kun had a ferocious look on his face. Not only had he failed to harm Cheng Zu'an today, but he had also made a complete fool of himself. How could he let this go?
He didn't understand why the Crown Prince would let the other party go after being drenched in urine, but since things had come to this point, he could only come up with another solution.
The prince was splashed with water, but this was just a pretext he used on his deathbed; this was the plan he had carefully prepared to deal with Zu'an.
He took out the prepared throwing knives and handed them to the prince. These throwing knives were specially found by him from the Shi family's treasure vault. They were heaven-level divine weapons, immortal-slaying throwing knives, which were specially designed to break through the protective shields of cultivators and injure their souls.
A cultivator wounded by this blade will suffer damage to their soul, and it may take decades to heal. In the path of cultivation, they will have decades less of cultivation time than others, and no matter how talented they are, they will be ruined.
If the injury is too severe, it is possible that one will never be able to make any further progress.
Let alone fifth or sixth rank cultivators, even eighth or ninth rank cultivators would be unable to withstand this if they were accidentally hit by it—of course, low-level cultivators would also be unable to hit eighth or ninth rank experts with this.
Zu An frowned. He could vaguely sense the threat emanating from those throwing knives. These knives looked unremarkable, so could they be something magical?
He naturally didn't want to follow Shi Kun's lead and fall into his trap, so he cupped his hands to the fat man and said, "Your Highness, I don't have the ability to be invulnerable to swords and spears, so it's better not to try."
The crown prince hesitated. He didn't know why, but deep down he felt that Zu'an was his friend. Since his friend was unwilling, then so be it.
At this moment, Shi Kun immediately said, "Everyone knows that Young Master Zu amazed everyone at the Bright Moon City Family Competition, and also made a name for himself in the Academy's Secret Realm. Later, on the way to the capital, he defeated many experts and even learned the method of immortality. Even the Emperor is very curious. Why should such a person be modest?"
The prince's eyes lit up: "Big brother, I didn't know you were so amazing!"
"It's not that exaggerated." Zu An was speechless for a moment. Shi Kun's flattery was obviously not well-intentioned.
As expected, Shi Kun immediately added, "Your Highness is known to be kind and benevolent, but this person possesses the secret to immortality. Even if he is injured, he will surely recover immediately, so Your Highness need not worry."
Zu An almost laughed. What kind of benevolent heart is this? Judging from this brief interaction, the Crown Prince is indeed a simpleton, but that has absolutely nothing to do with being benevolent.
He said coldly, "Brother Shi, have you forgotten that the Emperor has clearly decreed that anyone who speaks ill of immortality will be executed?"
Shi Kun said solemnly, "Of course I know, but I'm not talking about immortality. I'm just saying that you're very skilled in your cultivation techniques. Even the Emperor admires you and has bestowed upon you the title of baron, even though you're just a commoner. Now that you've come to serve as the Crown Prince's attendant, you should naturally open the Crown Prince's eyes to this."
"Yes, yes, I want to see it too!" The prince exclaimed excitedly, his eyes filled with anticipation.
Zu An frowned: "What's so difficult about wanting to see the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra? Why don't you, Young Master Shi, come down and spar with me for the Crown Prince to see?"
Shi Kun's expression changed slightly. Back in the back mountain of Mingyue City Academy, those with higher cultivation levels had almost been killed by him. Although his strength had improved, Zu An had managed to survive the various attacks from the Mosquito Daoist of the Demon Clan, the Eight Wanderers of the Demonic Sect, and the Dark Night Elves. He dared not fight against him. If the other party took the opportunity to make a move, he would have no way to cry.
He reacted quickly, saying directly, "Young Master Zu's fame is renowned throughout the world, so I, Shi, would naturally not dare to make a fool of myself."
"If you're not going to participate, what's the point of talking?" Zu An snorted, looking disdainful.
Shi Kun was furious. He was indeed a street ruffian, speaking rudely. He couldn't understand how Miss Chu could have fallen for him.
Shi Kun's anger level increased by 456!
Shi Kun took a deep breath: "It's not that I want to test my skills with you, but the Crown Prince wants to see your abilities. He will shoot these throwing knives himself. The Crown Prince is only slightly better than an ordinary person. Don't you dare to do that?"
Zu An said with a smile, "Does Young Master Shi mean to say that the Crown Prince's cultivation is low and that he's an idiot?"
"Shi Kun, what do you mean?" The fat man glared at him angrily.
Shi Kun broke out in a cold sweat instantly: "That's not what I meant. As the crown prince, he doesn't need to cultivate himself. He only needs to control us cultivators. We can take care of the fighting."
The crown prince nodded in satisfaction: "That's more like it."
Zuan had to admit that Shi Kun's reaction and eloquence were top-notch, and he could easily smooth things over.
Worried that he might say something else, Shi Kun quickly spoke first to take the initiative: "The Crown Prince just wants to see your amazing skills, but what do you mean by making excuses? Do you look down on the Crown Prince?"
"That's right, that's right." The crown prince's chubby face scrunched up, clearly showing his dissatisfaction.
The other guards were on high alert, ready to arrest anyone who gave the Crown Prince's order.
Knowing there was no way to avoid it this time, Zu'an said, "It doesn't seem very interesting for me to catch the flying knives alone. How about we have a bet and see who can withstand more flying knives, me or Young Master Shi?"
The Crown Prince was excited: "Good, good, good, Shi Kun, you go with him."
Shi Kun's face turned green; he never expected that he would lift a stone only to drop it on his own foot.
However, he reacted quickly and immediately realized that Zu'an probably didn't know the power of the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife. He could create a time difference and let him go first. That way, after he was stabbed by the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, he would be seriously injured immediately. With his soul severely damaged, he wouldn't be able to care about himself. At that time, he could just say a few words to this silly prince and the matter would be over.
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