Chapter 97: Desiring to Establish the Six Rates for the Crown Prince

The sun rose from the east, banishing the darkness and mist. When the sunlight illuminated Liu Xing County, the view below revealed a hell on earth. The sun could not help but summon a dark cloud to obscure the sight and hide the fear in his heart.

The battlefield outside the county city had almost turned into a scorched wasteland, the air thick with the pungent smell of roasted flesh. Standing atop the city wall, corpses lay scattered everywhere, their stench spreading for more than ten miles.

Both the Wu family and the Li family proved truly formidable, snatching a person right from under the Qin family's noses. Upon learning of the current situation in the imperial city, Qin Bo could not help but express admiration for the strength of these two families.

The two proceeded to the bar, where the staff immediately rose to salute them. Shen Nong Yiren waved a hand, signaling them to resume their tasks.

The first assailant charged toward Chen Lin, but before he could strike, Chen Lin anticipated the move and swiftly kicked out, targeting the abdomen.

Yi Fenglin dared not utter a complaint, nor did he possess the energy; he channeled all his strength to firmly grasp the gourd. Elder Fei observed his predicament and let out a mocking laugh. Turning to Elder Feng, he said, Old Feng, just get on with it, don't be so hesitant.

The significance was not great. And the Mo people exploited the pretext of negotiations to boldly gather intelligence, with multiple instances daily of them entering and exiting the north gate of Zhenbei City under the guise of messengers.

Li Mingfeng cast a grateful glance at his wife, for he cherished those words; even if the Jiang family was excellent, it was still the Jiang family, and a gold nest or silver nest was not as good as one's own dog's nest.

Chen Lin was puzzled, wondering how a renowned medical expert and doctoral supervisor from a prestigious university like Wu Xiangtao could lack a vehicle, needing to hijack one for an urgent departure.

Exiting the sanatorium, they ran along a street, with the semi-transparent humanoid figure remaining directly in front of him.

Fang Tianmu frowned, suddenly leaping out; Tiger Zi lacked the time to stop him, and everyone watched helplessly as Fang Tianmu soared to perch atop the violently struggling terrifying head.

However, in reality, the seven major families had not engaged in true combat; over the years, they had established clear boundaries, dividing the territories distinctly.

Yet, within his body, profound transformations had taken place. Enveloped by vast amounts of spiritual energy, the dantian area had become hazy and indistinct, rendering it impossible to discern the changes occurring inside.

"Who seeks me?" The butler, upon hearing that someone was looking for him, stepped aside and followed the servant to investigate, inquiring along the way.

Meanwhile, the red-tailed lizard remained stationary, recovering its injuries, its fearful eyes darting toward the thunder beast from time to time, appearing even more terrified than when facing the shockwave.

However, as their spiritual power steadily diminished, they experienced a growing sense of discomfort with each passing day in this place.

A flash of golden light pierced the sky, a golden phantom streaking across the vast expanse, revealing a tall figure standing before the crowd. This man towered nine feet high, standing with an air of superiority, clad in a long robe of golden silk, accented by a black belt inlaid with gold. His beard and hair were the color of dark gold, with sword-straight eyebrows arching into his temples, radiating majesty without anger, evoking the image of a demon general descending from the heavenly court.

This protracted internal strife had at last come to a thorough conclusion, and it was now imperative to select a new crown prince.

"Ma Yong? He just went upstairs to the third floor. Climb that staircase!" He did not raise his head, paused briefly, and pointed backward with his hand as he spoke.

The old scholar shook his head at Daji, so the latter's unspoken second half of the sentence remained.

This matter was particularly directed at Arthur; should Daji be in infant form, it would also warrant close attention, though in adult form, Wang Zhe's intelligence was trusted.

"I still cannot leave the Meteor City so easily; I must continue monitoring the military situation there." Ge De explained thus to Regnar.

Even Zhan Yun Ge could not help but regard Qi Songtang with newfound respect; this man's mind seemed to teem with strategies, ideas bubbling forth without effort, and one was powerless to refuse.

Pearl suddenly realized the truth: originally, the Empress had made her decision early on. Yet, hearing mention of her having her arm removed, her body trembled violently. That horror and pain, she never wished to endure again in this lifetime.