Chapter 286

287. Chapter 287: Assassinating the Prince, Buy One Get One Free

Mingdu, Loyal Prince Manor.

This was the residence of Prince Xu Guozhong, located around the imperial palace and Mingde Hall, adjacent to the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Tool Academy.

Xu Guozhong was originally a prince of the former dynasty, possessing the most noble imperial bloodline of the former dynasty, which was the black-skinned noble lineage.

A hundred years ago, he recognized the situation, betrayed the former emperor, and helped the current old emperor seize the country and change the dynasty.

He was therefore titled an Empire Prince and was the only prince. Although he had no military power in his hands, he controlled the most important resource treasury of the entire Sun Moon Empire.

Over the years, he had also used smuggling some resources to raise his own strength to the Level 92 Titled Douluo level and had even become a genuine Level 9 Soul Tool Master.

Even Xu Tianran wanted to win him over at all costs, but it was a pity that Xu Guozhong had never responded positively.

After all, he was a traitor by nature, so naturally, he wasn't willing to be under others. If there was an opportunity, he also wanted to fight for it!...

At this moment, in the manor's main hall, two figures sat opposite each other, drinking and chatting happily.

The one on the left had a tall figure, dark skin, thick lips, and a big bald head, wearing a black gold-inlaid Chinese robe, a standard black-skinned noble.

With such distinct features, this person was the master of the Loyal Prince Manor—Xu Guozhong.

Opposite Xu Guozhong was a white-haired old man with equally powerful aura, looking ordinary, but the whole person exuded a murderous intent.

This person was the commander of the Imperial City Guard—Linghu Yun.

Linghu Yun was originally just an ordinary commander in his early years. Later, he got to know Xu Guozhong. He helped Xu Guozhong smuggle from the imperial capital, and Xu Guozhong helped him obtain cultivation resources and status.

In just ten years, he advanced from Soul Douluo to Titled Douluo and even became the Chief Commander of the Imperial City Guard.

However, in these years, Linghu Yun's promotion had reached a bottleneck. Plus, Xu Guozhong was old, so in order to fight for a future for himself and his descendants, he also hid it from Xu Guozhong and secretly cooperated with the Crown Prince Xu Tianran.

But who could have thought... Xu Tianran died suddenly so quickly, and the Third Prince also received a box lunch, leaving only a group of trash princes, useless.

Thinking it over, he still felt that this old thing Xu Guozhong was more reliable...

"Brother Xu, now that the imperial family is in turmoil, do you have any thoughts?" Linghu Yun saw that the brewing was almost done, so he looked at Xu Guozhong tentatively and asked in a low voice.

"Hehe, I am old, what thoughts can I have? It's better to wait for those little guys to fight for a winner." Xu Guozhong took a light sip of wine, not showing any intention of having other thoughts, but instead looked at Linghu Yun and asked back with a smile: "On the contrary, it's you, brother. You hold heavy troops, and the entire Imperial City Guard is in your hands. How will you act next? There should be quite a few princes who want to win you over, right?"

Xu Guozhong naturally knew Linghu Yun's thoughts, but he didn't take the initiative to express his stance.

After all, the old emperor was still alive now. If he dared to express any tiny bit of "interest in the throne," the old emperor would absolutely spare no cost to kill him...

To be safe, before the old emperor died suddenly, thoughts could exist, but absolutely couldn't let anyone notice.

However, this brat Linghu Yun couldn't sit still, actually not choosing to rely on any prince, but instead finding him here...

Seeing Xu Guozhong keeping his mouth shut and having no thoughts at all, Linghu Yun became anxious and hurriedly said: "Brother Xu, you also know that besides the Crown Prince and the Third Prince, the current princes are all hard to become great, and the old emperor can't hold on for much longer. Brother, you..."

"Eh eh eh... what are you saying, brother!" Xu Guozhong hurriedly stuffed a glass of wine into the other party's mouth, interrupting the other party's words, and at the same time said with a straight face: "I don't have any thoughts at all! You brat, don't talk nonsense! I am loyal to the emperor, it is absolutely impossible to have other thoughts!"

When Xu Guozhong said the last sentence, he deliberately emphasized the words "emperor."

Linghu Yun was also a smart person, naturally understanding the meaning within. Before the old emperor died, Xu Guozhong absolutely wouldn't have any actions.

But after the old emperor died, that was hard to say...

"Hehehe, it was my abruptness, brother. Come, come, drink, drink~"

Although Linghu Yun didn't achieve his goal, he also got Xu Guozhong's attitude, which could be considered satisfied. He hurriedly poured wine for Xu Guozhong.

After all, they all knew the old emperor's condition; he didn't have many years to live.

Other princes had no prospects. Even if the old emperor left a will designating a certain prince to inherit, others wouldn't be convinced. At that time, it would absolutely be a great chaos.

And at that time, if Xu Guozhong could stand out, and he also stood out to support the other party, then...

Thinking of this, Linghu Yun felt that the future was promising, and he might even be able to go further and get more military power!

"By the way, do you know what's going on with that Eighth Prince? Why did he suddenly announce his participation in the struggle recently?" Xu Guozhong suddenly thought of something and asked casually.

The imperial family valued bloodline the most. Although the Eighth Prince had always lived to eat and wait for death, his cultivation wasn't low, and his imperial bloodline concentration was the highest among these princes. He even inherited the pure Sun Martial Soul.

If the old emperor chose his successor according to bloodline concentration, then the Eighth Prince would be the one with the most hope.

After all, bloodline was something that wasn't about who was born earlier, but purely about luck.

If the Eighth Prince had come out to compete for the throne earlier, he might have been able to contend with the Third Prince and the Crown Prince.

It was just a pity... this kid liked to live to eat and wait for death. Now standing out, it might be a bit late.

"Hehe, just a clown. Now major factions all have their own supporters and won't change easily. It's even possible they will join forces to point their spears at the Eighth Prince. He is already courting death." Linghu Yun laughed lightly.

His thoughts were similar to Xu Guozhong's. If Xu Tianhe had stood out earlier, or worked harder, he might really have had hope.

But now suddenly standing out, not to mention whether he could win over other factions, he would easily be opposed by other princes joining forces because of his concentrated imperial bloodline.

"Hehehe, it seems I came at the right time today, didn't expect there to be an unexpected harvest..." Just at this moment, a strange voice suddenly came from the hall.

"Who!"

Linghu Yun and Xu Guozhong heard this strange voice, their expressions changed abruptly, and they turned their heads in unison, seeing a strange young man standing at the entrance of the hall at some point.

"Who are you, how did you get in?" Xu Guozhong stood up abruptly, taking the lead to put on a soul tool shield, and looked at Bai Zhou with a grave expression.

One had to know, he and Linghu Yun were both Titled Douluo!

Yet the other party was able to sneak in silently under his and Linghu Yun's noses, which seemed extremely weird, so he also had to be careful in dealing with it.

Linghu Yun also released his martial soul, his expression grave.

Because this young man in front of him faintly brought him a sense of oppression, making him very uncomfortable.

(End of chapter)