Chapter 513

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The position where Xu Zhangqing and Li Sancai were located happened to be at a distance from the other party, yet they could see clearly.

Therefore, the two did not approach, but secretly peeked instead.

Normally speaking, the foolish Prince absolutely could not cultivate honestly; after all, his mind did not work well, he would occasionally throw tantrums and roll on the ground, even suddenly go mad.

But right now, a full half-hour had passed, and he could actually sit still, without even a trace of impatience, looking very serious.

"Senior Brother, you noticed it too, right?"

"This kid is indeed not right; could it be he has recovered?"

"That's possible, or perhaps..."

"Or what?"

"He never went mad in the first place!"

Xu Zhangqing suddenly recalled when he first met the foolish Prince; he remembered once while inspecting the outer perimeter Spirit Fields, he happened to see this guy sneakily transplanting rice seedlings, and doing it properly.

Looking at it, he didn't resemble a fool at all, no different from a normal person.

As a result, for some unknown reason—whether he discovered himself or something else—he suddenly went mad again, pulling out all the seedlings he had just planted, even rolling in the mud.

Li Sancai was very puzzled: "Why would he pretend to be stupid?"

Xu Zhangqing smiled meaningfully, thinking secretly: "Novels all write that anyone with a special identity and suspicious circumstances has a one hundred percent chance of having an Encounter and Opportunity."

Unexpectedly, the foolish Prince is eight or nine times out of ten in a similar situation.

Either a Grandpa possesses him.

Or he obtains a Little Green Bottle.

In short, this person is not only not a fool, but a deeply hidden Lao Liu.

Seeing the person beside him silent, Li Sancai nudged him with his elbow: "Junior Brother, say something."

Xu Zhangqing recovered his senses, then said: "Probably fear."

Li Sancai was stunned: "Fear?"

Xu Zhangqing guided patiently: "Think about it—originally captured by demons, when he returned he got Soul Loss Syndrome, now he's suddenly better; absolutely no one would believe it."

Li Sancai suddenly understood: "That's the logic."

Xu Zhangqing frowned: "Only, even if the secret is discovered by us, going up to expose it is useless; after all, Senior Brother Lingbi isn't here."

Li Sancai pressed: "Then what to do?"

Xu Zhangqing said seriously: "Like this—you try to contact Senior Brother Lingbi, while I keep watch here for a while."

Li Sancai reminded: "Be careful, absolutely no direct conflict; regardless, we must wait until Lingbi knows the exact information before making a decision."

Xu Zhangqing patted his chest: "Rest assured."

After that, Li Sancai glanced at the foolish Prince once more, then turned and left.

Li Lingbi is cultivating outside; contacting him won't be easy.

Xu Zhangqing stayed in place, the corner of his mouth curving into a half-smile expression.

On the other side, Mo Yin, who was cultivating, opened her eyes: "What's wrong?"

By her ear, a deep voice suddenly resounded: "I keep feeling something's off; it seems something is peeking at us."

The current Mo Yin, with the other party's help, had advanced by leaps and bounds in cultivation realm, already reaching Foundation Establishment Middle Stage, not far from Late Stage.

Hearing this, she immediately scanned the surroundings with her spiritual sense, trying back and forth several times, but found nothing at all.

Seeing this, Mo Yin shook her head: "You probably had an illusion."

The voice resounded again, quite coldly: "I was a Ten Thousand Year Demon Emperor in life; how could I have such an illusion."

Mo Yin stood up while looking around: "But you also saw—here, aside from the people who daily provide three meals of Lingfan, there's simply no one else.

Li Lingbi has been out on Experience Training for many years; if he returned, outside would long since be gongs and drums clamoring, firecrackers booming, lively to death!"

Li Sancai?

A piece of trash!

Chu Qiu?

Rarely comes!

Xu Zhangqing?

Never even came!

In his mind, many people flashed through at once.

However, without exception, they either looked down on him, or had never come.

At this, no more sound resounded by the ear; the other party seemed to have fallen silent.

Mo Yin said coldly: "Hui Jiuming, you've been dead for over ten thousand years; now only a wisp of Remnant Soul remains in Symbiosis with me. Put down your past arrogance and recognize reality sooner."

If this name leaked out, it would probably cause a huge sensation.

Hui Jiuming, Abyss Master.

Top expert among Ten Thousand Year Demon Emperors, strength extremely terrifying.

Legend says, only one step away from Immortal Demon God, yet suddenly vanished without a trace.

Human Race, Demon Race—no one knows its whereabouts; it remains a mystery to this day.

Unexpectedly, it has become so miserable now, a wisp of Remnant Soul possessing a Prince.

Hui Jiuming flew into a rage: "Brat, without my protection, where would you get the Jade Dew Sect's cultivation methods, spells, and spiritual treasures?

Merely Foundation Establishment, yet you actually dare to despise this Emperor!"

Mo Yin narrowed his eyes slightly: "I have no intention of despising you, I only hope you recognize reality.

Now ten thousand years have passed, the entire Tianyuan Realm has changed, the present is not the past."

At this, Hui Jiuming fell silent once more.

Unknown whether he couldn't be bothered to refute, or chose to accept his fate.

Seeing it had completely quieted down, Mo Yin couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then walked toward the other side: "If I remember correctly, today I have to go to the Loose Cultivator Market again to auction the Four Seasons Fruit Tree, Jade Dew Spirit Buds, it's just a pity spirit stones come too slowly, otherwise cultivation speed could be even faster."

Fortunately, it's very safe here, and no one disturbs me.

As long as I usually pretend to be foolish, I can develop in a low profile, it's simply blissful."

After resting a while, he left Li Lingbi's water cave mansion.

Then, he summoned a water snake resembling a silver ribbon, about five zhang in length, not the thick type, its head barely able to fit one or two people.

Whoosh!

Man and snake flashed, instantly vanishing into the distance.

Behind, Xu Changqing, concealed by Mirage Dragon Transformation, followed closely: "What's with this brat, just now he seemed to be arguing with someone, now he suddenly leaves."

All the way, Mo Yin encountered no obstacles.

Although he has a wood spirit root, because Li Lingbi backs him behind the scenes, therefore no one dares to provoke him.

Very quickly he left Shuixian Peak, even distancing himself from Dongting Immortal Sect.

Initially, Xu Changqing was still very doubtful, but after a period of time, looking at the increasingly familiar surroundings, he was suddenly surprised: "Aiyo, isn't this my third home?"

First home, Spirit Field Hongfeng Valley.

Second home, Cangyan Peak thousands of li away.

Third home, Yixiang Pavilion in the Loose Cultivator Market.

Very obviously, this foolish Prince is heading to Dongqing City.

As for what he's doing, it's currently unclear, but there's definitely a need.

Between Dongting Immortal Sect and Dongqing City, if traveling by giant flying sword, it takes about one hour, which is two hours.

But Mo Yin is different, he uses a spirit beast, speed is faster.

During flight, he pulled out a silver silk ribbon in the air.

Therefore, in less than half an hour he arrived at Dongqing City.

Relying on Mirage Dragon Transformation, and Earth Grade Golden Core strength, Xu Changqing fundamentally didn't worry about being discovered, or causing unnecessary trouble.

All the way tailing the foolish Prince, he arrived at a courtyard.

Even, he saw a familiar face.

Xu Changqing froze: "Isn't that Yue'er whom I previously quite favored?"