"The Yan Kingdom, the capital of Yan... Have I been reborn and become a prince of the Yan Kingdom?"
"Nine princes vying for the throne? Interesting."
As the sun set, Li Jing, dressed in pristine white, stood by the small lake at the Ninth Prince's residence, watching the shimmering surface of the lake rippling in the breeze, a slight smile playing on his lips.
He was originally a powerful expert at the peak of the ninth level of the God King Realm, known as the Primordial Sword God. Even among those above the God King Realm, no fewer than ten people died under his sword.
In a secret realm, Li Jing obtained the Sacred Court Forging Technique, which was considered the strongest technique in the world. Just when he was about to break through to the higher Sacred Realm, he was unexpectedly surrounded and killed by a group of powerful enemies.
Just when he thought he was going to die, he found himself reborn into the body of Li Jing, the ninth prince of the Yan Kingdom, who shared the same name and surname, in the Burial Ground of Immortals.
"It seems I'm being given a second chance at life? Well, it's fine. I've become a prince, which means my method of forging the Holy Court will finally have a use."
Li Jing recalled carefully and realized his current situation.
The Yan Kingdom had nine princes, and he had eight elder brothers above him.
The crown prince of Yan has not yet been chosen, and the emperor of Yan has been in seclusion, neglecting state affairs, which has led to a power struggle among nine princes vying for the throne.
He possessed the body of Xiao Jiu, whose mother had died early and who lacked a powerful maternal clan to support him. He was also disliked by the Yan emperor and was originally the least hopeful one.
However, now that the Primordial Sword God has arrived, the situation is completely different.
If he were to use the method of forging the Holy Court to transform the Yan Kingdom into a true dynasty of destiny, he would be able to condense the destiny of heaven and earth and receive its blessings, thus accelerating his cultivation speed.
In this lifetime, not only will he be able to recover to the peak of the ninth level of the God King Realm in the shortest time, but he will also have the potential to create an unprecedentedly glorious era, suppress the entire era, and sweep away all enemies!
"The struggle for the throne among the nine princes? I'll kill the other eight, then there'll be no need for a struggle!"
Thinking of this, Li Jing waved his robe, and a burst of sword energy erupted from his body.
Splash—
The lake was split apart by this sword energy, revealing a ravine that stretched across the bottom of the lake like a natural chasm.
After a long time, the sword energy dissipated, but the lake water remained clearly divided into two halves.
Though the sword energy has dissipated, the sword intent remains!
"My strength is no longer even one ten-thousandth of what it used to be. What was my current realm again...?"
Li Jing weighed the options. Having once been at the peak of the ninth level of the God King realm and served as the Primordial Sword God, he had already forgotten the names of lower realms.
"The third realm of martial arts, the innate realm."
"That's right, my current cultivation level is the Lesser Completion of the Innate Realm."
"This body's martial arts talent is not bad. I only cultivated for a little while and reached the minor completion of the Innate Realm."
"Although I am only at the minor completion stage of the Innate Realm now, with my swordsmanship, let alone the Innate Realm, even those at the Enlightenment Realm above the Innate Realm are like pigs and dogs to me, utterly vulnerable!"
After pondering for a while, Li Jing finally burst into laughter.
A guard from the Ninth Prince's residence flashed from a distance and appeared behind Li Jing. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the lake water split in two.
Although the guard was puzzled as to why the lake had suddenly split into two distinct halves, he did not forget the purpose of his visit. He knelt down before Li Jing and said with utmost respect, "Your Highness, the Seventh Prince has sent a letter, requesting that Your Highness open it personally."
"Li Xu?"
Li Jing said calmly, "Let me take a look."
"yes."
Upon hearing Li Jing's words, the guard responded, took out a letter from his sleeve, and held it up with both hands.
With a swift movement of his right hand, Li Jing sent the letter flying from the guard's hand and landing in his palm.
"..."
The guard's face showed shock. Wasn't His Highness supposed to be unable to fight?
How is it possible to retrieve objects remotely?
Could it be that His Highness is not actually unskilled in martial arts, but has been secretly practicing all along, and is a truly hidden genius?
Then, thinking of the lake split in two, the guard felt that he had discovered a huge secret!
Thinking of this, a chill rose from the guard's spine, his face turned ashen, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body trembled involuntarily.
Li Jing opened the envelope, pulled out a letter, glanced at it, then shattered it. He said casually, "I know. Go tell him that if he wants to talk to me, he should come over."
"Yes, yes, Your subordinate obeys. Your subordinate will never say a word that should not be said!"
Upon hearing Li Jing's words, the guard's listless eyes suddenly regained their vitality, as if he had come back to life, and he kowtowed with tears of gratitude.
Li Jing waved his hand and remained silent.
The guard bowed solemnly to Li Jing before turning and leaving.
At this moment, the lake water slowly gathered together and returned to its original state.
Inside the lakeside pavilion.
Li Jing held a grayish-yellow book in his hands and sat on a stone bench reading.
He wanted to learn more about the State of Yan and the burial ground of immortals in Yan by reading books.
On the stone table, dozens of books were neatly arranged; these books were all sent over by Li Jing.
An elderly man dressed in a gray robe stood behind Li Jing, his hands clasped and head bowed, displaying utter submission and respect.
The old man in gray robes was Zhao Li, the steward of the Ninth Prince's residence, who had come from the palace.
Each prince's residence has a peak-level expert in the Innate Realm who comes from the palace, specifically to protect the prince's safety.
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