In the Eastern Palace, a certain bedchamber was filled with silence as two individuals locked gazes with one another.
One sat high atop a throne, and although seated, they held a superior positional advantage, looking down from above.
The other stood in the middle of the great hall, though standing, they found themselves being looked down upon.
However, as the Sixth Prince observed those profound and distant eyes, he couldn’t help but tremble inwardly. The person opposite him, Gong Ziyu, seed even more dreadful than a flood or savage beast. rely those eyes observing him seed to see right through him, leaving him feeling utterly transparent and without any secrets in front of the other.
Indeed, the reality was just as it seed. The Sixth Prince, accustod to high status, never needed to handle matters personally. Although with the help of Treasure Elixirs, he had cultivated to the Innate Seventh Layer, in front of Qing Yu, whether it was the Innate Seventh Layer or the Postnatal Seventh Realm made absolutely no difference.
The Innate Seventh Layer that the Sixth Prince had achieved with external help was far inferior to what Feng Chuhuan had painstakingly cultivated on his own. And if Feng Chuhuan seed like an open book without any secrets before Qing Yu, what could the Sixth Prince amount to?
Compared to Feng Chuhuan, his greatest advantage perhaps was his deep and intricate thoughts, which required Qing Yu to expend more ntal effort to probe.
"Gong Ziyu, you truly have so skill, being able to enter and exit the Imperial Palace in the dead of night. But are you aware," the Sixth Prince said firmly, "that with just one cry for help from , experts of the True Pill Realm will co. When that happens, even if you had wings, you would find it hard to escape."
Perhaps in order not to show weakness under that pair of enigmatic eyes, the Sixth Prince’s voice carried a forced strength.
However...
The words "cry for help" in his speech inadvertently exposed his underlying fear. Plainly speaking, while this statent seed like a warning to Qing Yu, it seed more like a reassurance for himself.
"Heh." Qing Yu chuckled and shook his head without exposing the prince. Knowing full well the Sixth Prince’s temperant, if he were to directly confront his fear, the prince would likely beco enraged, impulsively making noise to draw the True Pill Realm experts.
"Gong Ziyu wouldn’t dare to co without confidence," a deep and odd echoing voice stated with sheer self-assuredness. "Difficult to fly doesn’t an unable to fly, it just ans it’s difficult. The Sixth Prince should really think it over, what the consequences of offending Gong Ziyu and the Azure Dragon Association would be. The example of the Dragon Tiger Mountain incident is still fresh; the Sixth Prince would do well to take it as a warning."
At the ntion of Dragon Tiger Mountain, the Sixth Prince recalled the string of bloody events recently set off by Zhang Yangping of Dragon Tiger Mountain. Even though the blood feud between the Azure Dragon Association and Dragon Tiger Mountain had been overshadowed by the heavy news of the Taoist Zhang Family’s Divine Communication, True Pill, and Divine Origin practitioners being crippled and killed, anyone in worldly society who spoke of Gong Ziyu and the Azure Dragon Association would now do so with hushed voices and covered ears, not daring to make the slightest comnt.
After all, the bloody deeds carried out by the Azure Dragon Association in recent tis were enough to fill onlookers’ minds with images of blood just by hearing of them.
The Sixth Prince, of course, could not dare compare himself to Dragon Tiger Mountain and contend to the death with Gong Ziyu.
Dare not to even leave the mountain, the Sixth Prince could hardly wager how many of his subordinates’ lives the Northern Zhou’s Imperial Palace could protect.
Filled with trepidation, his tone involuntarily softened, but still trying to maintain so firmness, the Sixth Prince said, "Then what do you want?"
"What do I want?" Qing Yu replied with a light laugh. "Sixth Prince, aren’t we allies? I am here to relieve you of your troubles."
"Sixth Prince, haven’t you been wanting to find , asking to take action and assassinate the Eldest Prince? As allies, naturally I cannot ignore your plea. Tonight, I ca to solve this problem with the Eldest Prince for you."
Gong Ziyu actively offered to help resolve the Sixth Prince’s worries.
Was the Sixth Prince pleased by this? To so extent, yes.
But Gong Ziyu’s sneaking into the palace late at night, quietly appearing before the Sixth Prince, wiped out much of his happiness.
If the other party could kill the Eldest Prince with such ans, he could certainly kill the Sixth Prince as well.
With fear deepening in his heart, the Sixth Prince still refused to concede to Gong Ziyu and decisively said, "Feng Guanyu has diocre talent, not achieving much in either literature or martial prowess. If I want to kill him, any assassin would suffice. Why bother Gong Ziyu?"
In his words, he seed utterly convinced, as if killing Feng Guanyu was as easy as reaching into a bag and taking what he wanted.
But then...
"If it were indeed so simple, Sixth Prince, why would you need to seek my help? Surely it’s not because the first four waves of assassins you sent ended in failure, right?"
The mocking tone emanating from beneath the bronze mask, pinpointing the exact number of assassin groups, made the Sixth Prince’s pupils contract, while beneath his composed exterior lay unspeakable shock.
"Sixth Prince, the one you call diocre in literature and martial prowess, Feng Guanyu, is now a Divine Origin Realm expert. Observing his inner breath, he must have entered the Divine Origin at least four or five years ago. As to whether he’s achieved in literature, I do not know, but to say he has not achieved in martial prowess is certainly not sothing one can say about the Eldest Prince," Qing Yu stated.
"What? Divine Origin Realm!" The Sixth Prince stood up abruptly, unable to hide his astonishnt any longer, "How could this be possible?"
Following Feng Jiu, the Sixth Prince heard once again that soone among all the princes had broken through to the Divine Origin Realm. Unlike Feng Jiu, who was indifferent to fa and fortune (allegedly), the Eldest Prince valued the throne extrely, becoming a formidable adversary for the Sixth Prince in the struggle for the crown.
"How could it not be possible? The Eldest Prince may have poor natural talent, but that’s nothing a little help can’t overco. Sixth Prince, have you ever heard of the Cangsheng Sect?" Qing Yu inquired.
"That heretical sect from the Western Regions?"
After all, the Sect Hierarch of the Cangsheng Sect was Mu Cangsheng, whose renown as the tenth on the Heavenly List was not easily forgotten. With this, the Sixth Prince imdiately recognized the Cangsheng Sect, suggesting he had a certain understanding of it.
"If I am not mistaken, the Eldest Prince is now a mber of the Cangsheng Sect. Your Highness should also be aware that, for such heterodox sects, advancent in power is not a problem at all.
Moreover, the Cangsheng Sect has long been infiltrating Northern Zhou. Does the Sixth Prince know that your once good friend and strategist, Han Wenxin, was actually a mber of the Cangsheng Sect? Their intentions are indeed nefarious, Sixth Prince. Now do you still look down upon the Eldest Prince?" Qing Yu asked with a smile.
"Han Wenxin, too, is a mber of the Cangsheng Sect..." the Sixth Prince started to feel bewildered.
However, fortunately, he was no ordinary man and he quickly recomposed himself, insisting, "Feng Guanyu must die."
No matter whether what was said about Han Wenxin was true or whether the Eldest Prince was a mber of the Cangsheng Sect, the death of the Eldest Prince was what mattered most at that mont.
So, with his hands braced on the table before him, the Sixth Prince stared intently at Qing Yu and declared, "I don’t care whether Wenxin is a mber of the Cangsheng Sect or not, right now I only want Feng Guanyu dead. Gong Ziyu, as long as you can kill Feng Guanyu, na your price."
Whether Han Wenxin was a mber of the Cangsheng Sect or not was no longer important to the Sixth Prince. After all, the man had been dead for almost two years.
For the current Sixth Prince, the most important thing was to beco the Imperial Prince, and for that, he was willing to pay any price.
And Qing Yu was waiting just for those words.
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