The old man is confused in his old age?

Jealous of the talented?

The king's personal desires?

Leading to the downfall of the human race and the heavenly dynasty?

Zhao Ji has lived for over fifty years and has never heard such evaluations.

When he was young, some ministers believed that he only knew how to cultivate and did not understand politics, so he was not suitable to be the crown prince.

When he grew older, some ministers believed that he was indecisive and allowed the people of Zhao to live too comfortably, resulting in a decrease in grain production.

Later on, a group of ministers wanted to support the Prince of Pingling as the crown prince and accused him of being arbitrary and ignoring capable young men, but instead putting all his hopes on a little kid.

He received a lot of criticism.

But no one has ever said that he is confused, let alone jealous of the talented!

Furthermore!

What is the king's personal desires?

As a king, every word and action represents the entire country!

What I desire is what the entire Kingdom of Li desires.

If someone else said this, they wouldn't live to see the next breath.

But the person in front of him is the head disciple of the Supreme Observer and the current chief disciple under the Holy Seat.

Zhao Ji wouldn't kill him, but he made him even more furious!

I cannot be called an emperor for all eternity.

But looking through the history books, I am at least considered a wise ruler.

During my reign, the government and the people have been harmonious for decades, and even though Wei and Han have their own ulterior motives, they have never caused any major chaos.

Why do they say I am a foolish ruler?

Zhao Ji's eyes turned slightly cold, but his smile was still bright: "Oh? Does the Daoist know what he is talking about?"

Daoist Qing Xu smiled: "Naturally!"

Zhao Ji's smile gradually faded, and he asked again, "Does the Daoist know where we are?"

Daoist Qing Xu continued nodding: "I know!"

Zhao Ji took a step forward: "Has the Daoist heard of any outrageous things I have done in the past?"

"No!"

Daoist Qing Xu smiled, seemingly unaware of how malicious his words were.

A trace of coldness flashed in Zhao Ji's eyes: "Since the Daoist knows nothing, why are you accusing the King of Li in Chongli Palace?"

"Your Majesty misunderstood!"

Daoist Qing Xu shook his head and smiled: "This humble Daoist is not accusing, but making a bet! This old Daoist naturally knows that Your Majesty is a wise ruler. Since it's a bet, if I bet that Your Majesty has not done anything wise before, Your Majesty wouldn't bet with me. So why not bet on something interesting that seems like a sure loss? Otherwise, how could this old Daoist, who is just a wanderer, deceive Your Majesty into making a bet?"

Zhao Ji fell into a brief silence.

This old Daoist's words made sense.

There are very few bets in this world that would make him take a second look.

The one in front of him is one of them.

Hundreds of second-grade spiritual disciples from the Daoist sect.

Even if the Zhou royal family is restored to its former glory, they would surely be envious, right?

But...

When did I ever show the image of a foolish ruler?

Or is this old Daoist trying to dig his own grave and send it to me?

Confused in old age...

Jealous of the talented...

Zhao Ji frowned, but the coldness in his eyes had disappeared.

This is just a bet, even though it contains endless mockery, it is not an accusation against me now.

If I get angry again, it would be too petty.

He looked at Daoist Qing Xu, smiling ambiguously: "Has the Daoist figured out something?"

Daoist Qing Xu did not answer directly: "Naturally, it has been calculated. The study of divination is mysterious and cannot be completely believed or disbelieved. Even the so-called general trend is not necessarily something that will happen. If Your Majesty does not believe in this humble Daoist, you can simply accept the disciples of the Daoist sect openly. If Your Majesty believes in this humble Daoist, then I cannot say more. If I explain too clearly, what if Your Majesty refuses to bet with me?"

Zhao Ji couldn't help but laugh heartily: "Daoist, you are truly a wonderful person!"

"I dare not accept the title of a wonderful person! This humble Daoist is just a greedy gambler!"

Daoist Qing Xu laughed and waved his hand, urging: "Your Majesty, give a straightforward answer. Will you accept this bet?"

Zhao Ji: "..."

Accept!

Of course, I want to accept!

Who would refuse a hundred talented individuals coming to serve willingly?

But before accepting, Zhao Ji wanted to ask, who is the "talented" in "jealous of the talented"?

Is this talented person the founder of the "human race and heavenly dynasty"?

But he couldn't ask.

Because he knew exactly who Daoist Qing Xu was referring to!

With only a little over two years left to live, he has only seen one talented minister who laid the foundation for the human race and heavenly dynasty!

If he knowingly asked, he would lose his momentum.

What a joke!

Would I be jealous of the talented?

If what you said is true, Wuji is truly a talented minister, and why would I be jealous of him?

This child is my beloved son-in-law, and I treat him better than his own father.

How could I ruin the situation for my personal desires?

"Let's bet!"

Zhao Ji smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that the Daoist would come up with such a magical method to send disciples to serve in the court. I truly admire it!

Daoist!

I have heard that the Daoist sect has profound methods that can use the soul as a medium to enforce contracts.

Why not use it now, so that the Daoist doesn't have to worry?"

Daoist Qing Xu waved his hand with a smile: "Just a few books and a few disciples, is it necessary to use such a mysterious method? Although this old Daoist has no great reputation, I have cultivated my Dao heart for nearly a hundred years. Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, how could you tarnish your reputation for just a few books? The general trend is unpredictable, and it is better to go with the flow. If it is forced, it won't be beautiful."

Zhao Ji nodded slightly: "Daoist speaks with great righteousness!"

Daoist Qing Xu said: "Now that the bet is settled, this humble Daoist will take his leave!"

He bowed and turned to leave.

With his robes fluttering in the wind and his snow-white long hair swaying, he looked incredibly free and easy.

If one didn't know that he had just extorted one million five hundred thousand taels of silver, they would think he was an enlightened old immortal.

"This Daoist!"

Zhao Ji shook his head.

Of course, he didn't think that Daoist Qing Xu was trying to send Daoist disciples to serve in the Kingdom of Li.

Because the Daoist disciples have been in seclusion for a hundred years, they might come out sporadically.

These Daoists.

They talk about doing nothing.

But when it comes to doing things, they are even more ambitious than others.

Just like Han Juan, he dares to challenge the world and clash with the Muye Stele time and time again.

Doing nothing, yet doing everything.

That's what they are.

These Taoists all have great ambitions and will definitely not sell themselves to any of the Lords.

This old Taoist is definitely not a gift.

He really thinks that the situation he bet on is likely to happen.

But.

Zhao Ji really feels that this person is of no benefit to giving money.

The disciples above the second rank of Ling Tai are lonely.

Elderly and confused.

Jealous of the talented.

What are you kidding?

However, Qing Xu Daochang said a lot of things that touched his heart today.

According to him, the Great Li has a great chance of becoming the upper country of the human race, and this evaluation is definitely not an evaluation of a Lord, even the Great Zhou that unified the world back then is not worthy.

So.

The future of the Li Kingdom is boundless!

The Taoist hexagrams have always been accurate, although the general trend is unpredictable, they have never deviated too much.

If Ying Wuji is really such a talented minister, the more he guards against him, the farther he will push the upper country.

But.

Can this hexagram be gambled?

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The external gambling is about the foundation of Taoism.

The internal gambling is about the foundation of the Li Kingdom.

Zhao Ji pondered for a long time, shook his head, and returned to the palace.

At this time.

Zhao Ning was still meditating with his legs crossed. Her eyes were closed, her breath was even, and she seemed to be very calm.

But.

Half a week was missing.

This child was eavesdropping.

Zhao Ji couldn't help shaking his head: "Since you have reached a bottleneck, don't force yourself to cultivate."

Zhao Ning opened her eyes: "Yes!"

Zhao Ji looked at her up and down, smiled and asked, "What do you think of the old Taoist's bet?"

"Well..."

Zhao Ning hesitated for a moment. She wanted to say that she had been cultivating all the time and didn't hear anything outside the window.

But thinking that her father is the number one master of the Zhao family and is only one step away from becoming a saint, and that all her techniques and spells were taught by him, she must have noticed something.

So she could only say, "I think that old Taoist must have some confidence to propose this bet. However, he only understands divination and does not understand my father. Jealousy and envy are not something my father would do."

Zhao Ji neither agreed nor disagreed: "Then who do you think he is referring to as the talented person?"

Zhao Ning didn't hesitate: "Naturally, it's Wuji!"

Her frankness satisfied Zhao Ji.

This is also the most satisfying part of the transition of power in the Li Kingdom for him.

What he wants.

Is to cultivate Zhao Ning into a true ruler.

Such a ruler should not be trembling in order to understand the ruler's intentions.

Zhao Ning did not avoid her relationship with Wuji because of her restrictions.

Very good.

Zhao Ji asked again, "Then what do you think the king's private desires mentioned by him are?"

Zhao Ning was silent for a while, her expression hesitant, but she took a deep breath and said, "I think the king's interests are not completely consistent with the interests of the country. The part that is consistent must be achieved by any qualified king. The inconsistent part is the king's private desires. In my opinion, this is the difference between ruling and governance."

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up. He didn't expect Zhao Ning's answer to be surprisingly novel.

The difference between ruling and governance.

This statement.

Zhao Ji agreed with it.

But this statement cannot be easily put into practice.

Without the absolute rule of the king, how can the world be governed well?

Although it is said that too much is as bad as too little.

But the boundary between the two is really difficult to define.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Ji asked again, "Then what do you think the king's private desires specifically refer to?"

Zhao Ning was a little embarrassed, but still said, "If combined with before and after, it should be my father's guard against Wuji. However, although my father is guarded, it is too exaggerated to say that he is jealous and envious!"

When she said this, she carefully observed Zhao Ji's expression.

Confirming that he didn't get angry, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhao Ji looked at her with a smile that was not a smile: "Do you think this guard should exist?"

Zhao Ning bowed: "I have no right to answer this question!"

This question is too sensitive.

Because of this question, she has been reprimanded by Zhao Ji several times.

Once, when she was practicing, because her thoughts were chaotic, she was even locked in a stone room and knelt for a day and night.

Moreover.

She really thinks that she cannot make an objective judgment about anything related to Wuji now.

She can't help but think of everything in a positive way.

But this is a very dangerous thing for the Li Kingdom.

It is precisely because of this sense of responsibility towards the country that she reluctantly accepts Zhao Ji's training.

There was silence in the Chongli Palace for a long time.

Neither the father nor the daughter spoke.

I don't know how long it took.

Zhao Ji turned around and asked a question unrelated to the topic with a smile: "Compared to you, how is Wuji's knowledge?"

Zhao Ning said seriously, "Although Wuji has not personally dealt with political affairs, his knowledge and vision are stronger than mine!"

Zhao Ji nodded, "After the Sword Immortal Conference, you will return to the position of the regent, and the office will be moved from Qingjiang Palace to Chongli Palace. Wuji will be the tutor of the Crown Prince!"

What!

Zhao Ning suddenly looked up.

The tutor of the Crown Prince is the teacher of the Crown Prince.

Although it has become a nominal position under the control of the current Great Li, it still holds a high position.

But that's not the key issue.

The key issue is that this position has to accompany the Crown Prince every day and help with political affairs when there is time.

Didn't the king want to protect me from being influenced by him?

Zhao Ji frowned slightly, "What's wrong? Do you think Wuji is not qualified to be your teacher?"

"No, no, no!"

Zhao Ning quickly shook her head, almost saying "Thank you, Your Majesty."

But she swallowed it back.

What is there to be thankful for?

Thank you for returning Wuji to me?

If this statement is made, it is possible to take it back immediately.

She looked calm and bowed, "I will follow Your Majesty's arrangements!"

Zhao Ji waved his hand, "Go and rest. Win two more battles, and you will meet Mi Xingli. Don't be careless!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Ning saluted and left the Chongli Palace with a relaxed demeanor.

Zhao Ji looked at her departing figure, his expression somewhat complicated, not knowing if he had done the right thing.

But in an instant, this doubt was dispelled.That old Taoist.

Said that he is old and senile in his later years.

He only has a little over two years left to live.

Although he doesn't look old, he has paid the price of burning blood.

Shouldn't he be considered old?

If you say that to me,

Don't blame me for being rebellious.

My vision,

When has it ever been wrong?

They say that Ying Wuji is easily influenced by emotions, he is someone who is controlled by his emotions.

Why worry about a situation that is unlikely to exist?

With my vision,

I can even see that Ying Wuji is still hiding his true abilities, and he is hiding a lot.

But it's just some spells.

Even the jade pendant that allows entry into the Lingwu Divine Realm was given to him by me.

Am I afraid that he's hiding something?

Even if he can hide, how much can he hide?

Is he hiding a holy-grade spiritual fetus like Ying Wuque, or the body of Emperor Zhuanxu?

Is he hiding the ability to instantly invade and occupy the Kingdom of Li?

Just kidding.

One hundred talented Daoists given for free.

I gladly accept!

Let's bet!

Bet!

Bet!

What are you betting on!

...

Zhao Ning's mood was particularly cheerful. In the carriage on the way back to Qingjiang Palace, she even hummed a tune.

It was the first song that Wuji composed when she noticed him.

When she arrived at her small courtyard.

She happened to hum the lyrics "He said when the bridal chamber is lit with candles"...

She subconsciously paused her footsteps.

Oh no!

She hasn't returned to Qingjiang Palace for so many days.

Wuji must have treated this place as his own.

Are they in the bridal chamber?

Zhao Ning recalled her embarrassing experience on New Year's Eve, and her body stiffened.

Especially after spending several days with Wuji in the stone room.

She had more complicated emotions about this memory.

If she were to encounter it again, how much impact would it have on her heart?

It's better to be careful...

She looked towards the window.

The room was lit.

It seems that Caimei likes to keep the lights on!

Are they...

Fortunately,

Zhao Ning heard laughter, normal laughter without any seductive tone.

She breathed a sigh of relief and pushed the door open.

"I'm back!"

She glanced towards the desk and saw Wuji sitting side by side with Li Caimei, a paper spread out on the desk, filled with densely written things.

Both of them were wearing comfortable robes.

But they looked decent, as if they hadn't had time to do anything.

Li Caimei raised her head, somewhat surprised, "Your Highness is back?"

Wuji also smiled, "Ning'er is back?"

Zhao Ning: "..."

I'm back home, my husband and my wife are waiting for me.

It sounds like happiness, but there's something strange about it.

Looking at their intimate actions, she didn't reject it in her heart, but there was a hint of sourness compared to before.

She shook her head and looked at Wuji, "Wuji! Father just said that after the Sword Immortal Conference, he will restore my position as the ruler, and you will become the Prince Tutor. Is that true?"

"Huh?"

Wuji was surprised, not because he doubted his qualifications to become the Prince Tutor.

But... why didn't his father object?

He was depressed all day.

Could it be that he misunderstood his father's intentions?

For a moment,

Wuji felt that he was standing on a moral low ground.

He grinned, "Why did Father suddenly let me become the Prince Tutor?"

Zhao Ning smiled and asked, "Didn't we already agree on this beforehand? I will rule and ascend the throne, and you will assist me. Don't tell me you want to go back on your word?"

"Then I can't go back on my word!"

Wuji smirked, "It's just that the things I know are not very orthodox. Don't corrupt you."

Hearing this,

Zhao Ning suddenly felt her face heat up.

She believed this.

Because Wuji did teach her many unorthodox things in the stone room.

The passionate thoughts that had been suppressed for more than ten days suddenly had a tendency to stir.

She quickly changed the topic, "What were you two talking about just now, laughing so happily?"

As she spoke,

She naturally walked behind Li Caimei and hugged her neck.

Li Caimei pointed to the meridian diagram on the paper, "We were looking at the Invisible Seventy-Two Techniques of Earth Sha and the Thirty-Six Techniques of Heavenly Gang for controlling the Five Thunders through the meridians.

Then we found the most optimal way to use them.

If everything goes well, even when in an invisible state, using thunder techniques shouldn't be a problem.

In a situation where the cultivation levels are similar, it might even be possible to use thunder techniques without being detected."

"Huh?"

Zhao Ning was shocked. Although there were very few people who mastered these hundred or so techniques, the royal library had recorded quite a few of them and made evaluations of their strengths and weaknesses.

Invisibility is a very powerful technique, and unless the cultivation level is overwhelmingly higher, it is basically impossible to detect.

In actual combat, it is even possible to hide one's moves. Wuji relied on this to defeat the Wei family.

But this can only hide some less noticeable moves.

Thunder techniques are one of the most domineering attack methods in the world, and they are definitely not subtle.

Using thunder techniques while invisible and not being detected.

Isn't that too outrageous?

She couldn't help but ask, "If this is true, then Wuji might have a chance of winning against Ji Su tomorrow. But... how is this possible?"

Li Caimei smiled, "It's a bit complicated to explain! Just trust me, I spent half a month figuring it out, it won't go wrong!"

So confident.

Zhao Ning pursed her lips, Li Caimei is indeed a genius in cultivation.

Although she didn't have many opportunities for actual combat.

But her comprehension ability is terrifyingly strong, she learns earth-ranked spells several times faster than herself.

Others practice to master the spells.

But she can deconstruct the spells and understand them thoroughly.

Using thunder techniques while invisible, if someone else said it, Zhao Ning wouldn't believe it, but if Li Caimei said she could do it, she wouldn't doubt it.

No wonder Wuji is so proficient in the Seven Star Steps, Caimei must have played a role in it.

But she still looked at Wuji, "But don't be careless. The higher the grade of the spiritual fetus, the greater the difference between adjacent grades. Ji Su has broken through to the twelfth level of Gathering Spirit, so you have to be extremely careful to hide from him."

Moreover, Ji Su is from the Ji Yan Jue Mai, and his fire attribute true energy is particularly domineering. It's not easy to hurt him.

Just do your best.

If you can't win, then give up.

Don't give him a chance to hurt you."

Ying Wuji smirked, "Don't worry! I'm a coward. If I can't win, I'll definitely run!"

Li Caimei looked at the two of them thoughtfully. Zhao Ning didn't want Ying Wuji to get hurt, and she could understand that. But Zhao Ning's expression when speaking was not just "concern" that could be summed up in one word.

She had heard about what happened in the stone room. Ying Wuji had confessed that they had been sleeping together for over ten days, and their relationship had become much closer. But they hadn't done anything inappropriate.

They shouldn't cross any boundaries.

But looking at the current situation, it seemed like they had been skirting around the edges for a while, right?

The foot-stepping-on-two-boats technique that her sister taught her was indeed useful.

Her heart felt a little sour.

But this person was Zhao Ning, so she could accept it.

Li Caimei stood up and stretched lazily, "I'm tired! Your Highness, Wuji, let's go to sleep?"

Zhao Ning asked, "Huh? Together?"

Ying Wuji asked, "Huh? Together?"

Li Caimei smiled mischievously, "Yes! Can't we sleep together?"

Zhao Ning: "..."

Ying Wuji: "..."

That makes sense.

Zhao Ning used to sleep with Tang Tang.

He had slept with Zhao Ning before.

He often slept with Tang Tang.

Does that mean...

He got excited: "Great! I'll sleep in the middle!"

"Wuji! Calm down!"

Zhao Ning was startled and quickly grabbed Ying Wuji, who was about to jump onto the bed.

Ying Wuji retorted, "What? Do you want to sleep in the middle?"

In theory, anyone sleeping in the middle could be explained.

For a moment, he actually felt a sense of crisis.

"No, it's not..."

Zhao Ning had a headache. In fact, Zhao Ji suddenly relaxed, and she was pleasantly surprised. Being the Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince was a very tiring job, and not sleeping day and night was a common occurrence.

Let him be the Grand Tutor of the Crown Prince.

He probably wouldn't prohibit some intimate activities.

Since the door to a new world had been opened.

She was still looking forward to what would happen in the stone room.

But as much as she was surprised, it should only be between the two of them.

If it became three people, it would become a horror.

Just the thought of doing that kind of thing with Li Caimei watching, and even watching him do more outrageous things with Li Caimei, made her scalp tingle.

She couldn't accept it at all!

She glared at Li Caimei.

This little girl was very naughty.

She must have done it on purpose.

Ying Wuji probably understood what she meant. Sharing a bed with someone was the ultimate fantasy for every man. If he could make it happen, it would definitely be amazing, but if he rushed it, it would seem a bit perverted.

He grinned, "I was just joking."

Li Caimei smiled slyly, "So neither of you wants to, then forget it! Your Highness, you've been so good to me, and I just don't know how to repay you. How about we all go back to the Prince's Mansion tonight? It just so happens that you have also paid respects to the heavens and earth with Wuji."

The Prince's Mansion?

That seems possible!

Zhao Ning's eyes lit up, but then he realized that something was not quite right. Luo Xiang had given him many instructions before leaving.

Although his Hua Chao had already lowered her bottom line, it would be better not to add any more stimulation.

She could ignore Hua Chao.

But she couldn't let Luo Xiang down.

She pondered for a moment.

She looked at Ying Wuji and said, "Wuji! How about you go back to the Prince's Mansion tonight? This Sword Immortal Grand Assembly is of great importance, and we should conserve our energy."

Ying Wuji quickly nodded, "Alright! I'll go back to rest first."

After saying that, he put the papers on the table into his pocket.

He smiled at the two of them and hurriedly left.

It would be better if Princess Yuanyang didn't appear in the Prince's Mansion too often.

Until they found a way to break the demonic seed.

Or until Luo Yan returned.

They couldn't be reckless.

After he left.

Li Caimei looked at Zhao Ning with a puzzled look, "Your Highness, don't you want to live with him?"

Zhao Ning didn't answer, she just said, "The important thing is to rest! Let's go to sleep quickly!"

After washing up.

The two of them lay on the bed.

The night was quiet.

Li Caimei smiled and asked, "Your Highness! How far did you go with him during that time in the stone room?"

Zhao Ning didn't answer and took the initiative, "Why? Afraid that I'll steal your man?"

Li Caimei jokingly smiled, "No! I'm afraid that Wuji will steal you from me!"

"Just talking nonsense!"

"You don't listen even when I'm serious!"

"But..."

Zhao Ning pursed his lips, "But it seems like you're happy for me to steal your man."

Li Caimei sighed lightly, "It's not that. I just feel that Wuji is a bit fickle, and it's inevitable that other women will try to steal him. Only if it's you, I won't feel uncomfortable in my heart."

Zhao Ning: "..."

To tell you the truth...

Forget it!

I won't say it?

Zhao Ning suddenly felt a little annoyed, "Now that I am the Crown Prince, and in the future, I will be the ruler of a country. How can I think about men all the time? Stealing men is even more absurd."

"Do you really not think about him at all, Your Highness?"

"Well..."

"Even in a small country, the ruler has a harem. If Your Highness becomes the ruler, besides Wuji, will you find other men?"

Zhao Ning's expression stiffened, and he denied it, "No, I'm not interested in men. I'm with Wuji..."

She choked up a bit.

She didn't know how to justify her future actions.

Li Caimei interrupted with a smile, "Are you trying to say that when the time comes, you and Wuji will be close friends as well as ruler and subject, and only he is worthy of being your lover? This is for the sake of your friendship and for the sake of the country."

Zhao Ning's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes, that's what I mean!"

Li Caimei smiled, "That's great! Your Highness, go to sleep!"

Zhao Ning: "Hmm..."

Li Caimei smiled and could tell that Ying Wuji was naturally affectionate and possessive. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been constantly thinking about destroying the Li family and killing Li Xiejiang. But no matter how affectionate one is, the heart will eventually be filled.

Zhao Ning was the first female emperor in the world.She didn't know if the Empress would indulge in pleasures like other monarchs.

If so, it would inevitably leave a void in Wuji's heart, tempting him to flirt with other girls. Although she felt sympathy for Hua Chao, she was not willing to share.

However, it seemed that Zhao Ning, despite his stubbornness, was quite satisfied with the excuse she had given.

The two of them should be able to fill Wuji's heart, right?

……

The next day.

The fifth round of the Sword Immortal Conference began.

Ying Wuji, the unlucky number one, was again the first to compete, and his opponent this time was Ji Sanxi.

Although his publicly announced name was Ji Sanxi, the title of "Third Breath Prince" was quite famous in Jiang City. Many people could guess that he was related to Ji Su, and some even confirmed that he was Ji Su.

But no one would expose him.

Even if this matter was related to the Danqing of our sect.

Firstly, there was no evidence. The Flame King had created a perfect fake identity for Ji Su, complete with a mask that was impervious to water and fire, and immune to swords and spears.

Secondly, those who were certain about this matter were mostly people from the Ji family.

Before the united front, perhaps someone would expose it.

But now their unanimous goal was to assassinate Ying Wuji.

In that case, why expose it?

Not only should they not expose it, but they should also prevent the Li royal family from doing so.

A first-grade spirit womb.

Nine Flame Absolute Veins.

This new genius from the Flame Kingdom had become a popular candidate to win the Hanguang Sword.

When Ji Su arrived, the first thing he did was look at Ying Wuji.

He found that the sword Ying Wuji was wearing had not been changed.

His face immediately turned sour!

This old bull-nosed man, taking money but not doing the job?

But when he looked up, his anger disappeared, because that sword spirit, Han Juan, was standing behind Daoist Qing Xu, closing his eyes and restoring his spirit. He must not be able to participate.

Heh……

In that case, wouldn't I be able to burn Ying Wuji to a crisp?

For this moment today, their Flame Kingdom had already paid 266,667 taels.

They must not let Ying Wuji escape later.

He squeezed the blood poison in his arms.

He had made up his mind to kill.

On the viewing platform.

Daoist Qing Xu looked calm and asked through voice transmission: "Is everything arranged?"

Han Juan, who was drowsy, replied: "It should be. After listening to me, although he didn't show any reaction, he seemed to have a sharper aura.

Then he happened to receive some threats from Gongsun Di on behalf of the Kingdom Qian.

But he still came.

Since he came, he should show some strength, right?

Master, what about you?"

Daoist Qing Xu couldn't help but smile: "Is there anything that can't be done when your master takes action? The old Li King has already made a bet with me. Although I don't know who will win in the end, his tolerance should be much higher.

Exposing some strength should not be a problem.

As soon as I left the palace, I went to the gambling house and bet a thousand taels on Ying Wuji's swordsmanship."

The recent Sword Immortal Conference was really too lively.

Although ordinary people couldn't see it.

But it didn't dampen their enthusiasm.

From the beginning, a mysterious force manipulated the gambling market.

After more than half a month, they had made a fortune.

Upon investigation, this nearly monopolistic gambling force came from the Li royal family.

Han Juan was somewhat surprised: "Huh? Why bet so specifically? I heard from Brother Ying yesterday that his odds have exploded. As long as you bet on him, you're sure to make money. Why would you……"

Daoist Qing Xu was somewhat angry: "Because a few bull-nosed men from the Yang Zhu lineage are competing with us for money! They took the big market, and the odds plummeted. I could only bet more specifically to get higher odds."

Han Juan pondered for a moment: "So you're sure that Brother Ying will definitely win by swordsmanship?"

"Hehe!"

Daoist Qing Xu gave a mysterious smile: "You underestimate your master too much. How can I, as a Sword Immortal, not recognize him when I'm often invited to watch battles in the Spirit Martial Realm?"

"Brother Ying?"

Han Juan was puzzled: "But aren't all the people in the Spirit Martial Realm masked?"

Daoist Qing Xu laughed: "Don't ask too much about this. Anyway, your master has his ways. I'm 90% sure it's him!"

Han Juan nodded thoughtfully: "So, Brother Ying's swordsmanship is very strong?"

Daoist Qing Xu chuckled: "Very strong! He has grasped the essence of every basic sword move. Swordsmanship is his strongest attack method. Although I don't think Ji Su can beat him, if he wants to win against Ji Su, he probably can't do it without relying on his swordsmanship."

He laughed so hard that his mouth was crooked.

There were not many who bet on Ying Wuji, and most of them just bet on Ying Wuji winning.

Even if they bet on the details, they bet on his various sneaky tricks and ambushes.

Who would have thought that Ying Wuji's swordsmanship was so strong?

In the Spirit Martial Realm, Ying Wuji's performance was quite terrifying.

But more of it was a test of martial skills, and the gap in the grade of the spirit womb was artificially narrowed a lot.

Daoist Qing Xu was also very curious about what would happen in a real fight.

A first-grade spirit womb plus Nine Flame Absolute Veins.

Even if Ying Wuji had more hidden strength, he should go all out, right?

A thousand taels.

Ten times the return.

A bloody fortune!

If it weren't for this sure-win opportunity, he wouldn't be willing to spend a thousand taels.

"Cough, cough!"

He cleared his throat: "Ying Wuji, Ji Sanxi, enter the arena within twenty breaths."

Ji Su gave Ying Wuji a deep look, then strode into the Hanguang Array.

Ying Wuji stretched lazily, preparing to enter the arena.

But he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Ying Wuji! You really aren't afraid of death!"

He turned around.

And saw Ying Wuque's somewhat gloomy smile.

Ying Wuji curled his lips: "What?"

Ying Wuque snorted coldly: "You don't listen to the orders of the King at all! How could our great Qian royal family produce such a rebellious son like you!"

Ying Wuji was speechless: "Only you are filial in the great Qian royal family. If old Bi Deng asked you to eat shit, you would eat it."

"You!"

Ying Wuque was shocked.

Who in the Kingdom Qian dared to call the King like this?

He had heard that Ying Wuji was disrespectful to the King, but no one had told him exactly how disrespectful he was.

How could he live so well with such disrespect?

Why?

He couldn't answer that.He sneered, "Oh? Since you're so eager to die, I certainly won't stop you. The Nine Flames True Fire can burn everything to ashes, making it easier for me to send your soul back to where it belongs.

But I still hope you win.

So that we can meet at the end.

Losing to me would at least look better."

Ying Wuji lifted his chin, "You sure have a slick tongue. Did you practice while eating shit?"

Ying Wuque: "???"

He didn't understand how a prince could be so vulgar.

Although he grew up in the mountains, he was still taught the manners of nobility. He didn't know how to deal with such a lowlife.

Ying Wuji couldn't be bothered with him and stepped directly into the Hanguang Array.

The moment he stepped in, the ten-square-meter array underwent earth-shattering changes.

This time it was...

A desert.

Ji Su's mask was almost twisted with laughter, "I've heard rumors that the prince is good at running away, waiting for the Sword Spirit to win. Now I want to see if the prince can still hide in the desert without the Sword Spirit!"

It seemed like heaven was on his side.

This was a sure kill!

He could hardly contain himself.

Why hasn't it started yet?

Daoist Qing Xu also couldn't wait any longer. After exchanging a glance with Zhao Ji, he announced the start of the match.

Meanwhile, he was silently praying: Use your sword, use your sword!

However.

Under everyone's gaze.

Ying Wuji disappeared. He vanished without a trace in the desert, right in front of everyone.

Even his energy couldn't be sensed at all.

The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiends Technique, Invisibility!

Only this technique could achieve such a feat!

How did Ying Wuji learn such an obscure technique?

The Seven Stars Step.

Plus invisibility.

Two earth-level techniques, what a talent.

But such a great talent was all used for escaping.

How afraid of death was he?

Ji Su's pupils contracted, and with a flick of his finger, a strand of blazing flame shot towards the spot where Ying Wuji had just stood.

As expected.

It missed.

So where was Ying Wuji now?

The desert left no footprints. The Seven Stars Step could leave no trace in the snow, and certainly in the sand as well. But wouldn't using the Seven Stars Step leak his energy?

This was not good!

But it wasn't that bad either!

Two escape techniques, could they hurt people?

Just then.

"Boom!"

A thunder spell struck out of nowhere.

It was too fast.

Ji Su couldn't react in time.

He was stunned by the strike, his beard and hair singed, and his whole body twitched.

If it weren't for his abundant inner energy, he would have been finished with that strike.

Ji Su was almost grinding his teeth.

Thunder spell?

He could use thunder spells too?

Never mind the thunder spell!

Why couldn't I sense his energy when he used the thunder spell?

What the hell was this?

He didn't dare to be negligent, searching for Ying Wuji's traces while maintaining his protective energy shield.

On the high platform.

Daoist Qing Xu was also taken aback.

His cultivation was far superior to Ying Wuji's, so he could naturally sense the energy.

But even if he could sense it, it was minimal. He was sure that Ji Su, who was at the same cultivation level, couldn't sense it.

What was going on?

Why could he cast thunder spells silently while being invisible?

None of that mattered.

The problem was... Was Ying Wuji not planning to win with his swordsmanship anymore?

What about my thousand taels?

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Several thunder spells struck in succession.

Ji Su was feeling uncomfortable all over. Although the thunder spells were blocked by his protective energy shield, the process was far from easy.

Just less than ten thunder spells, and he could already feel a significant drain on his energy.

And he.

Hadn't found Ying Wuji yet.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The thunder spells kept coming.

Ji Su was driven to desperation and simply sat down cross-legged, fully activating his protective energy shield.

He was furious and couldn't help but shout, "Fine! If you're addicted to casting spells, I'll let you! I have a first-grade spirit womb, and you have a second-grade one. My energy is much stronger than yours. I want to see who can last longer."

Ying Wuji didn't pay him any attention.

There was no pause between the thunder spells.

Ji Su sneered.

The protective energy shield indeed consumed a lot of energy.

But thunder spells were also extremely energy-consuming.

This coward thought he had found a good way to win without Han Juan.

He was just like a jumping clown.

Keep dragging it on!

Until the end.

Let's see who dies first!

However...

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The thunder spells kept coming for an incense stick's worth of time.

And there was no sign of stopping.

On the other hand, Ji Su.

Was already feeling the strain of his energy consumption.

He was stunned!

What was going on?

Were thunder spells so cheap now?

The audience was silent, no one had thought that thunder spells could be used this way.

Daoist Qing Xu was also anxious!

Did Danqing forget to paint a brain?

How could Ji Su be so stupid?

When in dire straits, think of a solution!

Cut him off.

Force him to use his sword!

(End of Chapter)