Chapter 117

Yin Qi waved his hand to collect the four corpses and said in a deep voice: "Let this matter end here. We don't need to investigate; Father will naturally send people to investigate secretly. The Tianluo Hall is still very weak, so it is not suitable to be exposed for the time being."

The Tianluo Hall, he didn't want the outside world to know about it for the time being.

He only killed four people; there must be other accomplices, and he didn't know if they had been caught by the Black Bird Guards.

This is an immortal cultivation world; there are many ways to investigate cases.

For example, soul searching, divination, etc.

Ding Ce nodded and said: "Your Highness, but in this way, you must pay more attention to your personal safety in the future."

"Hmm, I know."

Yin Qi nodded and said: "It's getting late, you go down and rest first."

"This subordinate takes his leave!"

Ding Ce bowed and turned to leave.

"Still not enough cultivation!"

Yin Qi stood with his hands behind his back and sighed for a long time.

The Earth Realm condenses acupoints, and there is absolutely no shortcut to take; one can only condense them one by one.

Theoretically, one can break through to the Heaven Realm after cultivating 365 bright acupoints, but Yin Qi naturally wouldn't be so casual; he wanted the realm to be perfect, so he had to condense all 1296 acupoints well.

At this moment, he had an impulse to go to the heavens to experience it now, but in the end, he suppressed this impulse.

He couldn't develop this dependent psychology; he had to have the courage to face reality.

Thinking of this, Yin Qi took a deep breath, suppressed the urgency and irritability in his heart, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to mobilize his blood Qi to condense his acupoints.

Tonight, sleepless!

The Golden Crow rose in the east, with billions of rays of light.

After being busy all night, the eastern suburb hunting ground was searched several times, and the losses were also counted; a total of 152 people lost their lives in last night's demon beast riot, among which 98 people died without a complete corpse.

Yin Qi inquired and found that it seemed only he had suffered an assassination last night.

That is to say, last night's demon beast riot was aimed at him, and others were just caught in the crossfire.

If he had hidden his trump cards, he would probably have already died.

If the cause of the demon beast riot could not be found, then his cause of death would also be losing his life in the demon beast riot, and no one would suspect that this was a conspiracy aimed at him.

Imperial chariot.

Di Yi's eyes were burning, his voice like a suppressed volcano, although calm, it revealed terror: "Does the minister mean that there is a cultivator proficient in beast control who secretly triggered this demon beast riot?"

Wen Zhong nodded and said: "Hmm. This old minister detained the souls of some great demons, and from their incomplete memories, discovered traces of being tampered with, and their target seemed to be Prince Qi."

"Qi'er!"

Di Yi's expression turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Can it be calculated who did it?"

Wen Zhong shook his head and said: "This old minister also calculated it, but the other party was obviously prepared, deliberately using treasures to conceal the relevant heavenly secrets, making this old minister unable to calculate. It's just that this old minister has some doubts: if their target was Prince Qi, then there should be follow-up moves, but Prince Qi does not seem to have encountered trouble."

The demon beast riot belongs to indiscriminate attacks; if he were the mastermind, he would definitely wait until Yin Qi was separated from his guards, then launch a surprise attack to kill him, and then take away Yin Qi's corpse.

In this way, Yin Qi would have lost his life in the belly of a demon beast.

Di Yi's mouth curled slightly: "Who said Qi'er didn't encounter trouble."

Wen Zhong was startled and looked at Di Yi in confusion.

Di Yi said: "Although Qi'er tried his best to remain calm, I still saw residual killing intent in his eyes; I won't misread that kind of aura after killing someone."

He was also proficient in both civil and military affairs back then; although his talent wasn't great, he also cultivated to the peak of the Earth Realm, so his eye for detail was still there.

As for the Heaven Realm, that requires talent and opportunity.

Wen Zhong was stunned: "Does the Great King mean that Prince Qi killed the assassin? But didn't he not practice martial arts before?"

"Perhaps, he has other trump cards."

Di Yi said, his eyes becoming sharp again, and he said in a deep voice: "No matter who it is, daring to be unfavorable to my son, this is provoking my Great Shang Celestial Dynasty; I will never let it go easily. Minister, this matter is left to you."

"Yes. Great King!"

Wen Zhong nodded heavily; he was also very angry in his heart.

Yin Qi is the eldest imperial son, one of the future Human Emperor successors.

And he was nearby; attacking Yin Qi is simply slapping his face.

At noon, the imperial chariot returned to the city.

This spring hunt ended like this without any illness.

But this is not the end, but the beginning of another storm.

Yin Qi returned to the city, and when he parted with Huang Feiyan, he gave her an Earth Origin Spirit Pill.

Huang Feiyan's eyes narrowed with a smile, and she happily accepted the pill.

Returning to the Prince's Mansion, Zhou Ji and the others had long been waiting.

They had received news of the demon beast riot in the eastern suburb hunting ground early in the morning and were so scared they almost jumped up; fortunately, they soon received news that Yin Qi was fine, and only then did they feel relieved.

Zhou Ji's face was full of worry; she stepped forward and asked with concern: "Your Highness, are you alright last night?"

Yin Qi smiled slightly: "I am fine. Everyone disperse. Princess, I am a bit hungry, let's go eat."

Seeing that Yin Qi was fine, everyone dispersed.

This day.

Zhaoge was stirred up, and countless people were discussing it.

"For no reason, how could a riot appear in the eastern suburb hunting ground? This is something that hasn't appeared for hundreds of years?"

"There must be a conspiracy in this!"

"Do you think this involves the struggle for the Crown Prince?"

"Shh! Do you not want your life, daring to say anything!"

Gossip is human nature.

Since the founding of the Yin Shang 637 years ago, this was the first time such a thing had appeared in the eastern suburb hunting ground, and thinking of the current struggle for the Crown Prince, it couldn't help but make people have all kinds of associations and suspicions.

Grand Historian Chen Xu submitted three memorials on the same day, saying that last night's event must have been caused by the struggle for the Crown Prince, so for the sake of national stability, the struggle for the Crown Prince should be canceled immediately and Yin Shou should be established as the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince is the foundation of the country; once the foundation is determined, there will naturally be no turmoil.

Following the Grand Historian's memorial, he soon gained a group of supporters. In the court, the struggle for the Crown Prince once again became the focus of quarrels; some said to continue, others said to stop immediately.

Just like this, amidst the noise, time came to the tenth day of the third lunar month.

This day.

The topic of the struggle for the Crown Prince was soon drowned out by the matter of paper.

Di Yi suddenly rewarded the officials, bestowing varying amounts of top-grade paper, as well as matching brushes, ink, and inkstones.

Looking at the paper that was as white as snow and as smooth as skin, the civil and military officials were soon conquered by this novel thing.

They wrote, painted, and even drew ghost symbols on the paper one after another.

"This is called paper? It's too easy to use; writing is smooth, it doesn't smudge ink, and it's as light as a feather."

"Where did this paper come from? The Great King only bestowed three hundred sheets; it's not enough."

"Three hundred sheets is already a lot; I only have one hundred. This kind of rare treasure, the Great King being able to bestow it upon us is already a great blessing, how can we ask for more?"

The officials were discussing it, and many people expressed that they wanted to treasure it.

But soon they received news that Yin Qi had opened fifty paper shops in Zhaoge City, publicly selling paper.

And the price was only fifty wen per hundred sheets, which was two sheets for one wen!

This is too cheap, buy it!

So everyone went crazy and sent people to buy paper one after another.

Fifty paper shops were spread all over Zhaoge City, and there were queues of dozens of meters in front of each paper shop.

If it weren't for the paper shop's purchase limit regulation, I'm afraid some people would have directly bought all the inventory in the paper shop.

Only then did people know that this paper was made by Yin Qi.

"This paper was actually made by Prince Qi; this is too amazing!"

"In ancient times, the Yellow Emperor made brushes; now there is Prince Qi making paper. Could it be that he is also a born sage?"

"Paper is so cheap; from now on, books won't need to be pulled by carts. Prince Qi is truly of immeasurable merit!"

"I said it, Prince Qi should be the Human Emperor!"