492 Metamorphosis, Only by Becoming Stronger Can You Become the Safest

As a human being, there is no one who does not want to live a hundred years. The Ninth Prince is also a human being. Of course, he hopes that he can live a few more years, but this does not mean that the Ninth Prince will agree with the Master of the Valley of Divine Doctors who prolongs his own life by plundering the lives of others.

He has mysophobia and he cannot accept having other people's things on him, even if it is to prolong his life. It is enough for the Ninth Prince to know these things himself, and he does not intend to tell Feng Qingchen.

Because he knew very well that what Feng Qingchen wanted to ask was not whether he wanted to live a long life, but that he was worried that he would become a tool for others to use, or become his tool.

The Ninth Prince fondly stroked Feng Qingchen's head, his hair tickling his palm, softening his heart. When Feng Qingchen calmed down, the Ninth Prince softly said, "Feng Qingchen, have you forgotten what I once said?"

"What did you say? What did you say?" Feng Qingchen looked at the Ninth Uncle with a puzzled expression. She asked the Ninth Uncle a question, but how did it become that the Ninth Uncle asked her.

"I once told you that in the face of absolute strength, both conspiracy and overt conspiracy pale in comparison. You are not afraid of the Cui family, so what else are you afraid of?" When he heard that Feng Qingchen was going to confront the Cui family, he was both happy and proud. His Feng Qingchen was finally strong and finally had the courage to compete with the big families.

It doesn’t matter that Feng Qingchen has no ability now, but it would be pathetic if he didn’t even have the courage to fight.

“That’s different.” The Cui family’s affairs and the matter of longevity through organ transplants are simply not comparable.

Feng Qingchen kept dodging, trying to avoid the Ninth Prince's hand, but no matter where she hid, the Ninth Prince's hand followed her, and he never forgot to mess with her hair, making it into a bird's nest.

"What's the difference? Your enemies are stronger than you, and the Cui family is quite powerful." One enemy and a hundred enemies are all enemies. As long as you become stronger, no matter how many enemies there are, kill one if one comes, and kill a pair if two come.

“No matter how powerful the Cui family is, it can be seen that if one day, the emperors of the four countries and the mayors of the nine cities learn about the words of the master of the Divine Doctor Valley, how many of them do you think will let me go?” By that time, she, Feng Qingchen, would become a tool even more rare than Li Xiang.

Li Xiang can only create thunderous bombs, but Feng Qingchen may be able to extend the life of an emperor and continue his political career. In this way, it is obvious who is more important between her and Li Xiang.

What does it matter if you unify the world? If you don't have the life to enjoy it, everything is empty. As long as you are alive, everything is possible.

The Ninth Prince could not refute this point: "The emperors of the four countries and the city lords of the nine cities are all old. If you really have this ability, I don't think they will let you go."

Just because he is unwilling doesn't mean that others are unwilling. Although the Ninth Prince is confident, he will never impose his ideas on others.

"You said so too. It shows that if that day really comes, my situation will be very dangerous." When Feng Qingchen thought of that scene, he had an urge to die.

If it really came to that, she would definitely not survive. Even if she survived, her hands would no longer be able to hold a scalpel.

"It will be very dangerous indeed. You will become a piece of fat meat and be stared at by a group of hungry wolves." A man without long-term plans will only worry about the present. It is a good thing that Feng Qingchen can think about it, but the Ninth Prince thinks that Feng Qingchen is thinking too far ahead and that Feng Qingchen does not seem to have that ability.

Of course, the Ninth Prince would not remind Feng Qingchen. He just used this incident to stimulate Feng Qingchen's fighting spirit. Feng Qingchen had been too comfortable recently. Except for showing his claws when dealing with Li Xiang, he would not take action unless he could. Even if he really wanted to take action against someone, he would use him.

Feng Qingchen nodded repeatedly to show her agreement. Although the analogy was not pleasant to the ear, what the Ninth Prince said was right. When that day really came, she would be a piece of fat meat.

It was so annoying. Feng Qingchen looked at her Ninth Uncle and asked him what she should do.

The Ninth Prince gave Feng Qingchen a comforting look and said in an unfathomable way: "Feng Qingchen, if you are afraid, you can prepare in advance."

"Prepare? Prepare for what?" Feng Qingchen really didn't understand how to prepare for this matter. Wasting her own hands? She couldn't bear it.

"Prepare to build up the strength to fight against the four countries and nine cities." The Ninth Prince said word by word.

Snap...

"Ninth Uncle, what did you say?" Feng Qingchen sat up suddenly and patted off the claws on his head.

The Ninth Prince silently withdrew his swollen right hand, thinking in his heart that Feng Qingchen was really rough and not gentle at all as before. He missed the Feng Qingchen who only had him in her heart and eyes.

At that time, Feng Qingchen would stare at him in a daze, because he would not wash his hands for several days after shaking them, but now...

Alas... The Ninth Prince secretly hated himself for not knowing how to appreciate the blessings he had. Looking at Feng Qingchen now, she was obviously his woman, but she had no self-awareness at all, and was independent and relied on herself for everything.

Of course, that's fine.

Under Feng Qingchen's angry glare, the Ninth Uncle retracted his complaint and said quickly: "Feng Qingchen, you heard me right. If you don't want to be a tool of the Four Kingdoms and Nine Cities, then you should be above the Four Kingdoms and Nine Cities, above the imperial power, so that no one dares to touch you. Then you can do whatever you want."

The Ninth Prince said it lightly, but Feng Qingchen was shocked when he heard it: "Ninth Prince, you think too much, this is simply impossible."

"Nothing is impossible. I am a good example. Who in the four countries and nine cities dares to touch me?" The Ninth Prince is absolutely confident.

"Uh, it seems so." Feng Qingchen nodded blankly. Her mind was blank at this moment. There were only two sentences in her mind, which were...

If you don't want to be a tool, you must possess power that transcends the four countries and nine cities and is above the imperial power.

It’s so, so strong.

Others don't even dare to say this, but the Ninth Prince not only said it, he is also doing things in this direction.

She found that it was easier said than done to stand above the four kingdoms and nine cities and to be above the imperial power.

Whether in ancient times or now, to achieve this, one must have strong military force and financial support. Money alone is not enough. No matter how rich you are, the emperor's words will turn it into bubbles.

In this era of cold weapons, the most powerful military force is the army.

The so-called technological power is all bullshit. Technology ultimately serves the military force, and military force is the foundation of a strong country. She must have an army of one million at her disposal, and she will destroy anyone who dares to touch her.

But where can she get an army? Owning a private army is illegal. The most important point is, can an army of one million people fight against four countries and nine cities at the same time?

Feng Qingchen silently calculated...

In the face of absolute strength, both conspiracy and overt schemes are useless, but the prerequisite is that she must have that strength.

The fighting spirit that Feng Qingchen had just ignited gradually faded away.

Ideals are beautiful, but reality is cruel. To achieve what the Ninth Prince said is harder than climbing to the sky. She was not an ambitious person in her previous life, so she probably won't be able to do it in this life.

Feng Qingchen's bright eyes gradually dimmed. The Ninth Prince sat beside her without saying a word. Only when Feng Qingchen hung her head and looked listless did the Ninth Prince reach out and hold her in his arms.

He knew very well that Feng Qingchen would not refuse at this time...