Chapter 533: Drawing Wind to Blow Fire, Borrowing a Knife to Kill

The three prefectures taken away by the Saint Lan Clan during the early stage of the war in the Feng Feng Haijun were taken over by the Seventh Prince after the war ended.

But until now, they have not been returned to the Feng Feng Haijun.

This matter is also reasonable; after all, those three prefectures were recovered by the Seventh Prince, and the Feng Feng Haijun was prepared to pay compensation.

It's just that the Seventh Prince's side had no intention of negotiating before, and many of the Seventh Prince's armies were stationed within those three prefectures.

Because this is an internal matter of the human race, the Saint Lan Clan will not interfere, and those three prefectures are rich in spirit stones and possess multiple mining areas with precious refining materials, which are of great value for the future recovery of the Feng Feng Haijun.

So they cannot be abandoned.

Until this time, while inviting Xu Qing, the Seventh Prince mentioned the negotiation of ownership.

"Yao Hou hopes you can go, but I didn't agree immediately. Fourth, decide this matter yourself."

"However, there is no major problem with safety. If something happens to you on this trip, the Seventh Prince cannot escape responsibility. Given his personality, he won't be that stupid."

Seventh Uncle pointed out the pros and cons to Xu Qing.

So that seemingly reasonable scene, when viewed from a higher perspective, contained some clues.

Before the ancient sword was First Uncle's great wings, whose white body gave a sense of solemn killing, whipping up a gale that shrouded all directions.

Most of the people here were descendants of nobles. Either their families had produced Heavenly Marquises, or they were ancestors in high positions today. There were also several others who were famous in the imperial capital.

Long Long Yongping was filled with righteous indignation and spoke angrily.

His cultivation had also improved. Two years ago, he was at the Tenth Tiangong. After experiencing many things, as the number one genius of Long Long Yongping back then, not only did his number of Heavenly Palaces increase, but they were also successively transforming into Nascent Souls.

"This is the grandson of our dynasty's Grand Marshal Meng." The First Prince spoke with a smile, introducing him to Yao Hou.

It was hard to say that Zhang Zhou Qifan's behavior was entirely to please the First Prince.

"His Highness the First Prince bore huge pressure to rescue Meng Meng Yunbai, overriding all objections, and led the army to Feng Hai when the human race and Li Yunshan were at war, resolving the crisis of Feng Hai's survival. This is a life-saving grace."

Just like that, a few days later, an army set off from Meng Meng Yunbai.

Just when he was hesitating, others in the banquet unknowingly brought up the White Day God Child who had once appeared in that area.

After the First Prince finished speaking, he looked at Princess Princess Anhai beside him.

"Yao Hou, Meng Meng Yunbai is not just a little far from here. Have you ever heard of that White Day God Child?"

So Yao Hou wanted to do something for Meng Meng Yunbai before leaving, so he did not agree.

After speaking, the First Prince pointed to the people at the banquet and began to introduce their identities to Yao Hou.

"If the reinforcements had arrived even a stick of incense earlier, the Sword Holder Kong Kong Xianglong would not have died miserably! And according to what he knew, the reinforcements had set off from the imperial capital very early! Did they have to wait until everyone was almost dead before the reinforcements arrived? Was it because they were worried that the survivors would share the credit!"

"This is the Meng Meng Yunbai Yao Hou we mentioned before, who was commended by the Father Emperor, granted a gold medal, yellow robe, Taixue qualification, and first-class war merit of the human race."

Yao Hou and Feng Feng Haijun had never heard of these later things and did not understand the specifics, so they remained silent.

I still remember Yao Hou and his senior brother turning into the appearance of Long Long Yongping in front of me, and then heading to the place where they were currently standing.

Feng Feng Haijun was also on this trip.

Among them, one person attracted Yao Hou's attention.

His smile was sincere, carrying emotions.

Below the seven people, on the left and right sides of the great hall, there were more than a dozen young people. Most of them had extraordinary cultivation, at least Nascent Soul, and there were even several who exuded the fluctuations of Ling Cang.

That place did not border Feng Feng Haijun. For Feng Feng Haijun, it was a chicken rib, but for the Seventh Prince, the meaning was different.

Yao Hou glanced at Princess Princess Anhai, who had a fierce expression beside the First Prince. He chose to remain silent and not enter the game.

"Yao Hou, this is my elder sister, Princess Princess Anhai."

Luo Jinsong was stunned for a moment and looked at Yao Hou suspiciously. I instinctively didn't believe it, but this jade slip contained many answers, extremely detailed, and even marked the height of the questioning. It was clearly something spent with a lot of price and energy to organize.

The crowd around looked at Yao Hou with different expressions.

Upon entering, the singing and dancing in the luxurious palace continued, but the laughter and talk paused, and gazes gathered on the few people.

The First Prince smiled and said nothing more.

Many people in the Saint Lan Clan knew and heard of this matter. Although most of the participants died, the rumors could not be contained, and even the human race gradually heard of them.

He wore a pale yellow robe. Although he was handsome, his expression seemed accustomed to severity, making the whole person look quite kind and benevolent.

"His Highness is kind-hearted and possesses high righteousness, unwilling to haggle with petty people, but Luo really can't stand it. Some people, after being saved from a dog's life, are so ungrateful. If they really have the ability, they should go open up territory themselves, no need for conspiracies."

"This is?"

"Long Yong, this person you might not have seen, but he is also a person of our Meng Meng Yunbai. The Black Heaven Clan of the Palace Master Demon Sect went to the imperial capital to study eighty years ago and returned with the Princess recently."

The people pointed out by him also nodded at Long Yong with a smile.

Luo Jinsong was also like this.

The army whistled, thousands of huge war flying ships galloped, and the huge shadows cast covered the mountains and rivers on the ground.

Returning here again, Yao Hou couldn't help but look up at the firmament, his mind conjuring the scenes from back then.

Princess Princess Anhai remained cold, nodding slightly without any words.

As for the specifics, there was no further description in the information Yao Hou checked. This might also be the reason why the Captain went out to collect more information.

When they looked at Yao Hou and Feng Feng Haijun, the First Prince raised his hand slightly. The singing and dancing in the hall dissipated, the music stopped, and his laughter rang out, his voice irritable.

Everyone spoke one after another. When mentioning the White Day God Child, no matter what their status was, they revealed fear in their words. Clearly, the four words "White Day God Child" carried great weight for them.

"Shut up."

"Your Highness, Princess, Xu arrived today and is a bit tired. If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

The person who spoke was not that Black Heaven Clan member, but the young man sitting on the right side of the case where Yao Hou and Feng Feng Haijun were.

"Long Yong, Feng Feng Haijun."

The First Prince sat in the front-most main seat, smiling and looking at Yao Hou.

"Although this is the case, he also established immortal merit and made the Saint Lan Clan return to the human race, shining on Eastern Wanggu. But behind his back, he was slandered by someone with despicable means! Causing His Highness to be reprimanded by the Emperor for negligence!"

Eight stewards of the eight palaces accompanied him.

These people pointed out by him also nodded at Long Yong with a smile.

Yao Hou glanced at Luo Jinsong and took out a jade slip from his storage bag, handing it over.

"Where were the reinforcements when my Meng Meng Yunbai western and northern front lines sacrificed countless people?"

This place was naturally the territory of the human race in the Sister Xuan You Ancient Emperor era, and later it was lost. Now it also belongs to Long Long Yongping.

"Long Yong, I actually wanted to go see what those young talents of the human race from the imperial capital look like."

As for Tai Xu and the others, we were not together.

It was also after we came here that the White Day God Child matter spread here...

Countless gazes fell on the ground, looking at the land that had not yet fully recovered and the several gullies slashed by the Sword Holder Kong Kong Xianglong back then, as well as the place where Kong Xiang died in battle.

Feng Feng Haijun opened his eyes, did not look ahead, but looked toward the direction of the Saint Lan Clan, speaking fiercely.

"Long Long Yongping is evil, and that God Child is probably even worse. It is hard to escape the fate of sacrifice. It is highly probable that the ten-intestine tree of the E Xian Clan was sacrificed to its master, Chi Mu."

"They should each be not simple." Long Yong said softly.

Beside him, Feng Feng Haijun also lowered his head to pay respects.

The First Prince didn't seem to mind Feng Feng Haijun's actions. He looked at Yao Hou, his eyes revealing appreciation, and then spoke to the crowd.

"Nonsense!"

Yao Hou's expectations, the master's inquiries, and everyone I saw after going out were paying for the stability of Long Long Yongping. He enjoyed the blessing of more than half of Feng Hai's destiny, so he naturally had to bear the corresponding responsibility.

Yao Hou returned the salute.

For example, Feng Feng Haijun, he was expressionless. Although he also bowed, no words came out.

Yao Hou saw this, raised his wine cup, drank it, and a voice came from beside him.

"That Zhang Zhou Qifan is one of them. He is a bit small-minded and wants to follow the First Prince, but the First Prince doesn't look at him, so today, he wants to challenge him in public to please the First Prince."

This place was very different from the appearance in Yao Hou's memory.

"This is the descendant of Luo Yun Heavenly Marquis, Zhang Zhou Qifan."

"Greetings, First Highness."

This place had been completely occupied by the imperial capital's army. The entire city was filled with a murderous aura, and there were dried bloodstains on the ground.

After a long while, he withdrew his gaze. Under the welcome of the First Prince's subordinates, the army was arranged to camp outside, and he and Long Long Yongping were invited to the imperial palace where the banquet was held.

Finally, the First Prince's expression turned solemn. He stood up and bowed to the cold woman beside him, then turned to speak to Long Yong.

After all, in the eyes of this First Prince, there were not many people in the entire Meng Meng Yunbai who could be remembered. Feng Feng Haijun being invited was also because of his grandfather's reason.

The Meng Meng Yunbai group entered the original Saint Lan Clan domain, and the journey was smooth, without encountering any danger or obstruction. With the help of the teleportation array here, they arrived at the area of the former ten-intestine tree on the evening of the First Prince's private banquet.

Yao Hou turned his head, his gaze falling on Luo Jinsong, then looking at Fairy Fairy Liuling. Just as he was about to decline, Luo Jinsong smiled and suddenly spoke again.

The First Prince had deep meaning in his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and he was just about to speak.

This trip was led by the Sword Holder Kong Kong Xianglong Tai Xu, and accompanied by two newly promoted Vice Kong Xiangs from the Offering Palace and the Law Palace.

"Greetings, Princess."

Xu Qing thought for a while. The Eldest Senior Brother hadn't returned yet, so he still had some time here.

Yao Hou nodded and sat at the end of the right side of the great hall with Long Long Yongping, near the hall door.

The First Prince spoke indifferently.

Everyone lowered their heads to mourn for him.

Yao Hou remembered that when the First Prince introduced him earlier, he said his identity. He was the grandson of the current Grand Marshal, named Luo Jinsong.

"As for... if Candlelight really ascends, is Long Long Yongping still the territory of the human race!"

There were also eight palace stewards accompanying him.

"He has the smell of a god on him."

Looking out, they were all military camps of the First Prince's imperial capital army, dense and countless, boundless.

And from their gazes and expressions, it was hard to see the attitude of those people. After all, the nobles who grew up in the imperial capital didn't say how deep their city was, but at least they basically possessed it.

After a long while, the flying ships in the sky continued to move forward, leaving that sad battlefield and advancing toward the direction of the Saint Lan Clan.

Yao Hou remained calm and cupped his fists in a bow.

He learned to look at problems with a broader vision.

That appearance of him vaguely had the shadow of the old Kong Xiang.

The location of this Sacrifice Moon Domain, Yao Hou had also investigated. It was very far from Meng Meng Yunbai, on the other side of the Saint Lan Domain, blocked by a long river named Si Yin.

Beside him was also a woman with a cold expression, sitting in the main position just like him, showing equal status.

After the Prefectural Chancellor's change, Feng Feng Haijun rarely drank alcohol. Most of his energy, besides his own cultivation, was placed in the Book Order Division, mastering great power.

Luo Jinsong raised his eyebrows. After taking it, his divine sense swept over, his eyes widened, and he looked up at Yao Hou.

"However, he doesn't understand that it is ultimately just small-mindedness."

"Little Youyou" has many meanings. It can describe a garden for raising livestock, or it can be a metaphor for a place where essence gathers.

But in Feng Feng Haijun's heart, this little trick was useless in front of Long Yong.

"That White Day God Child should come from the Sacrifice Moon Domain. Only here can there be Chi Mu's true dependents grazing for her."

"Is it through that? So complete!"

The First Prince shook his head.

The main position was a huge bronze ancient sword, where the Gui Xu powerhouses of Long Long Yongping and Meng Meng Yunbai were all on it.

Princess Princess Anhai was expressionless, emitting a voice as cold as her expression.

"I have heard of this matter, and I have also asked some Saint Lan Clan members. According to their description, that White Day God Child has shocking cultivation and supreme status. With a wave of his hand, he can descend Chi Mu's power, and even make Li Yunshan's statue kneel and call him Lord."

And at this moment, a mosquito-like sound from Luo Jinsong also reached his ears.

Yao Hou's expression was strange. He had experienced too many changes in human nature when he was young, so he knew very well that when a person speaks first about what his personality is like, it often means that

the words that follow are intentional.

"Long Yong, this is Zhou Tianzhi. He is a genius of the Taishui Academy in the imperial capital, full of talent."

Yao Hou's eyes narrowed. That information was something he said he didn't know before. Hearing it now, he was lost in thought.

That person's words were too abrupt.

As for the others, after hearing Princess Princess Anhai's words, they all nodded slightly. Only the First Prince suddenly looked at Long Yong and spoke with a smile.

Thus, not long after the army was stationed, Yao Hou and Feng Feng Haijun, following the First Prince's subordinates, stepped into this small kingdom named Techi. Along the way, ten households were four empty.

"Zhang recently returned, communicated with the sect, and communicated with many old friends from back then, only to know the contribution of the Xu Book Order!"

Long Long Yongping nodded upon hearing this, stood up, bowed to the First Prince, and looked up, saying awkwardly.

Distorting black and white, blurring facts, all these rhetorical devices were vividly displayed in Zhang Zhou Qifan's mouth.

And some things, when Meng Meng Yunbai was just stable, were not suitable to be revealed directly.

Ling You.

Beside him, Feng Feng Haijun picked up his wine cup and took a sip, trying hard to restrain himself from looking at Yao Hou.

Fairy Fairy Liuling gazed at Yao Hou. She was young in appearance, but the voice she emitted was that of an old woman, which was very strange.

The two looked at each other, their expressions calm, walking into the imperial palace, walking into the palace hall where the banquet was being held.

Beside him, Feng Feng Haijun, under the cognition, still focused on what was in front of him. At this moment, anger rose, and he was just about to speak to refute, but Long Yong pressed his hand on his shoulder, then stood up and looked at the First Prince and the Princess.

"Um, basically, the answers to most of the questioning in a prefecture of the human race over these years are all here."

"Speaking of that White Day God Child, although I don't know the specifics, I heard that the deep pit inside was formed because of him, which shows his shocking means."

"I am not stupid, and I know that doing so might be disliked by the First Prince, but for any matter, as long as everyone thinks I am the First Prince's direct descendant, then whether it is or not, it doesn't actually matter."

"There is also Huang Kun. Brother Huang and Long Yong are of the same lineage. I serve in the Sword Department, and his ancestor is the Great Steward of the Sword Department in the Upper Sister Xuan Seven Departments of our dynasty."

The First Prince looked at this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly, soon returning to normal, and greeted Yao Hou to take his seat.

While Luo Jinsong was transmitting, this Long Long Yongping stared at Yao Hou, his expression filled with hatred.

"But it's a pity that after he disappeared, he didn't leave any traces. However, regarding Li Yunshan, the Imperial Sister should know better. After all, you are the supervisor of the Creation Mansion."

Xu Qing pondered. He thought of some of Yao Hou's previous arrangements, including the prefecture that Feng Feng Haijun was secretly taking over.

After all, what he said could be true or false.

Long Long Yongping's choice was the same as Yao Hou's before: wait for all Nascent Souls to form, then go through the life tribulation to obtain more Heavenly Fate.

Often he would also talk about strange news from other domains.

That woman was in plain clothes, very simple, beautiful in appearance, with a ponytail, but her eyes had double pupils, exuding a demonic aura. Anyone she gazed at would instinctively feel a shock in their heart.

"Heard of it afterward." Long Yong raised his head, looked into the First Prince's eyes, his expression serious.

That jade slip was purchased by the Captain back then, and later given to Yao Hou.

Just like that, a few days passed.

Arriving here, all

the flying ships stopped in the sky.

At this moment, when he spoke, he was looking exactly at Yao Hou.

"It's a pity that no one knows why he appeared here, and why the ten-intestine tree disappeared."

Speaking of this, some people's expressions became indignant.

At this moment, he looked at Long Yong with a smile on his face.

Yao Hou narrowed his eyes. Long Long Yongping also had some realization at this moment and looked at Yao Hou.

There were also matters about the Saint Lan Clan's return and the merit established by the First Prince this time. Every time at this moment, the First Prince was smiling.

"His Highness, did you find the trace of that White Day God Child when you triumphed in the Saint Lan Clan?"

The mountains and rivers on the ground rose and fell. After the army experienced several teleportations, the place where they appeared at this moment was the western front line back then.

Compared to this, the dark blue imperial palace was particularly conspicuous in the city. The singing, dancing, and laughter inside also drifted out, falling into the ears of Long Yong and Long Long Yongping.

The First Prince's introduction of this woman called her Fairy Fairy Liuling, a person from the Creation Mansion.

It was more like deliberately uncovering some scars to cause waves.

"This is Fairy Fairy Liuling. She is a person from the Creation Mansion, and the Creation Mansion studies gods. Our human race's Dawn Sun also has their handiwork."

The people at the banquet instantly quieted down.

"Looking at it now, Yao Hou should have expected this. The layout is in front, indeed brilliant."

And the source of Zhang Zhou Qifan's opening, at first glance, was to stand up for the First Prince, but Yao Hou's cognition had been adjusted, no longer limited to what was in front of him.

Yao Hou stood in the building platform of the great wings, gazing at the distant heaven and earth.

Only reckless people would reveal all the likes and dislikes in their hearts, and this kind of person clearly did not exist here. Even if there were, they often didn't do it deliberately.

His gaze was cold, and his expression was dignified without anger.

"Whether it is negligence, who knows?"

"We can trade. I will tell you the answer, and you, tell me which of the people here today have good intentions toward me, and the source of those good intentions, how about it?"

From its aura and fluctuations, it could be seen that it would take at most a few months to cross the tribulation.

After taking charge of the state-wide layout of the Book Order Division, Feng Feng Haijun changed his clothing. At this moment, he wore white armor, and the whole person exuded a sense of killing.

Yao Hou spoke fiercely.

"His Highness, Luo is straightforward. Speaking will offend people. I reminded you of this back then... I still can't help it. Some people are ungrateful, which is disgusting!"

Yao Hou spoke fiercely.

"Previously, His Highness charged at the front, fearless of life and death, fighting bravely forward. The Saint Lan Clan retreated steadily. If it weren't for the breakthrough of their Ancestral Emperor, today the entire Saint Lan Domain would be the land of our human race!"

"Long Yong, meeting for the first time, it shouldn't be presumptuous, but I am extremely curious... what exactly did you answer during the Great Emperor's questioning back then to reach ten thousand zhang?"

As he sat down, the singing and dancing here started again, and the laughter and talk came out again. The Black Heaven Clan genius of the Palace Master Demon Sect sitting opposite Yao Hou picked up his wine cup and toasted Long Yong from afar.

But in Li Yunshan, it had another name.

The person who spoke was the descendant of that Luo Heavenly Marquis. When the First Prince introduced him, he called him Long Long Yongping.

Yao Hou's expression had no change at all. He naturally would not believe all of Luo Jinsong's previous transmissions.

Clearly, someone wanted to forcibly use us as a knife!

And it was valued by Long Long Yongping, who cultivated him as the successor of the Jiangong in Meng Meng Yunbai in the future.

Similarly, everything in the palace hall was also reflected in the eyes of Yao Hou and Long Long Yongping.

Yao Hou gazed and bowed deeply.

With Luo Jinsong's opening, the woman sitting on his other side also looked over.

And that one, what he wanted was probably not an answer, but to express his own attitude through this. It was also hard to judge whether his intention was good or evil, but I wanted to try to use this to influence Long Yong's cognition, which I couldn't be very sure about.

But clearly, someone knew there was some purpose, wanting the water here to be muddy.

The timing was not right. For Long Long Yongping, who had experienced the war and the capital's change, recuperation was the focus at present. If there were more waves, it would

only cause greater turmoil.

Most of them were outstanding in appearance, and their clothing was also magnificent. Although there were also a few in plain clothes, the star-like eyes and unique temperament made these few in plain clothes even more prominent.

But just at this moment, the Black Heaven Clan genius of the Palace Master Demon Sect sitting opposite Yao Hou suddenly slapped the case in front of him, making a booming sound. His body also stood up, glaring at Zhang Zhou Qifan.

It also talked about the situation of the Dawn City and other human prefectures.

Most importantly, after experiencing all these disasters, Meng Meng Yunbai did not trust any outsiders.

Yao Hou bowed respectfully.

Yao Hou's eyes remained as usual, with no change at all. The people here also gradually changed the topic, discussing the major events of the ten thousand clans in Eastern Wanggu, such as the hunting of the Yanyue Xuanyuan Clan.

"You said you rescued Meng Meng Yunbai from survival? When Meng Meng Yunbai was defending against the Saint Lan invasion, where were the reinforcements?"

As for the army, it was also mainly the Jiangong. From these Sword Holders who had experienced a hundred battles, two thousand people were selected, and they left Meng Meng Yunbai in a mighty manner.

Feng Feng Haijun nodded upon hearing this and was lost in thought. I had already discovered that those people from the imperial capital were each not simple.

After saying this, he sat down, picked up the wine pot, and drank a large gulp of sullen wine.

"I, Meng Meng Yunbai, resisted a domain with the strength of one prefecture, struggling to persist for several months. The Sword Holder Long Long Yongping died in battle, countless people died in battle. Who was it at this time, standing on the bones of those who sacrificed, with only military merit in their eyes?"

"Yao Hou brother, this Zhang Zhou Qifan, his personality is not as straightforward as you said. Let me tell you, the so-called Heavenly Marquis descendants in the imperial capital, except for a limited few, most of them only have a glorious shell left, no real power, and no much aptitude, and their bloodlines have become even more mixed."

Until someone pointed the spearhead, following the topic, to Long Yong.

Feng Feng Haijun was beside Yao Hou, expressionless, just closing his eyes.

In addition, Long Yong knew very well that the day the Eldest Senior Brother returned was the day he had to leave. ===== CHAPTER 534 =====

Furthermore, Long Yong was very clear that the day the Senior Brother returned would be the time for him to leave.