Chapter 209

Compared to his previous dashing, handsome self, he was now a completely different person.

He treads through the air all the way, crossing ten thousand miles, heading straight for the Immortal Empire.

Roughly a quarter-hour later, he arrived at the Immortal Empire's most remote border city, Tian Cheng.

Tian Cheng's status was the same as Long Cheng's — heavily guarded, difficult for ordinary people to enter.

However, Xu Chen naturally had no problem.

After passing through Tian Cheng, Xu Chen traversed space and soon arrived at Tianlong Academy.

It was quite lively here, with countless scholars gathered, roughly several tens of thousands.

Moreover, Xu Chen even saw quite a few Martial Artists had also come here.

Around the area, roughly thirty thousand soldiers of Fifth Grade or above stood guard to prevent chaos in the venue. Xu Chen communicated through the mask: "I'm here."

While speaking, he described his own appearance and attire.

Before long, someone patted Xu Chen's shoulder.

Xu Chen looked up and saw that this person was also a youth, around twenty-something years old.

He wore a warm, sunny smile, lively like sunlight, yet carried an air of noble elegance.

This person was none other than the Immortal Empire's Sixth Prince, Di Cangqiong.

Di Cangqiong transmitted his voice with a laugh: "Jun Tian, sorry for the trouble." Xu Chen replied: "Why are there so many people?" Di Cangqiong said with a wry smile: "Han Zhi loves reading, cultivates the Way of the Confucian, her attainments are extremely high, and she has already entered the realm of a Ninth Grade Grand Confucian.

But who could have imagined that today she is only sixteen years old — truly a stunning, peerless talent.

Every month she comes to the Academy here to lecture on the Way of the Confucian, countless scholars flock to her, and even many Martial Artists can't help but watch. I can't do anything about it either." While speaking, Xu Chen and Di Cangqiong were at the Tianlong Academy plaza.

Xu Chen nodded; this wasn't surprising.

Di Hanzhi appeared on the surface to be a Ninth Grade Grand Confucian, elegant and serene, but in reality cultivated the "Purgatory Death Soul Sutra" as the Dark Son of Heaven, with even deeper attainments.

She was also born with an ability to track people through scent.

No matter how faint the scent, even imperceptible, as long as it existed, she could find the person.

This was the terrifying aspect of Di Hanzhi.

At this moment, Xu Chen asked: "How much longer?"

Di Cangqiong hurriedly said: "At most another quarter-hour, I won't keep you waiting long." Xu Chen nodded: "Alright!"

He looked at Di Hanzhi on the platform, secretly thinking perhaps he could befriend her.

Not because of her breathtaking beauty, but because of her special status and monstrous cultivation talent.

She had always been looked down upon by her father the Emperor, and had even been abandoned at one point.

However, Di Cangqiong protected her, which instead let her live a few more years.

At this moment, Di Hanzhi only smiled slightly and let out a voice as pleasant as an oriole: "Everyone, today Han Zhi has urgent matters, the lecture ends here, we'll see you next month." While speaking, there was a frail, delicate quality to her voice, making countless men wish they could hold her and cherish her. Such a gentle, so full of Talent Qi, and so beautiful, yet also with such attainments in the Way of the Confucian — a young girl.

Who could possibly resist? Thus many people complained unhappily: "Princess, in the past you always lectured for a full hour each month, what's wrong today? It's only a quarter-hour anyway, wouldn't it be fine to lecture a bit more?" They were deeply frustrated; they just wanted to see this devastatingly beautiful Princess.

Now that you're leaving, how are they supposed to look at her!

Di Hanzhi still wore a smile: "Sorry, today Han Zhi truly has urgent matters, shall I make it up next month?"

The crowd had no choice: "Fine, fine, thank you, Princess."

At this moment, Tianlong Academy's Saint Son He Qianshu frowned — what's wrong with Han Zhi today?

The Prime Minister's son, Ninth Grade Duan Quan, was also displeased: "Why did Han Zhi end the lecture early? Didn't she say I was listening?"

The attendant following Duan Quan hurriedly said: "This subordinate did say so, but it seems the Princess won't listen."

Duan Quan was helpless: "Fine, if she has urgent matters, then she has urgent matters. I'll go say hello to Han Zhi later." He and He Qianshu had both come to compete for Di Hanzhi, and had been competing for a long time.

He absolutely didn't want He Qianshu to succeed, because he was determined to win Di Hanzhi. On the other side, Di Cangqiong was stunned: "What urgent matter could this girl possibly have."

He scratched his head — usually, Di Hanzhi alone handled everything with calm composure, serene and elegant.

How could she suddenly have urgent matters today?

Xu Chen said: "Who can truly fathom a girl's heart?"

Di Cangqiong said with a wry smile: "That's true. Later I'll see what this girl wants to do." After speaking, Di Cangqiong looked at Di Hanzhi once more.

All the top geniuses of the Immortal Empire present here also turned their gazes toward Di Hanzhi.

0…… Begging for flowers……

The rest were the same; the total number added up to several tens of thousands.

They only saw Di Hanzhi slowly rise and gently bow in a salute.

Then she slowly descended from the high platform, her lotus steps light, heading straight for Di Cangqiong.

The crowd was relieved — so Di Cangqiong had returned.

Presumably she had arranged something with Di Cangqiong that needed handling.

Duan Quan and He Qianshu also nodded — so that was it, understandable.

Xu Chen looked at Di Hanzhi and saw her in a yellow pleated skirt, draped in a pale blue misty gauze like rippling water.

Her eyes held the clear waves of spring water as she glanced about, a hollowed-out golden hairpin slanted in her hair, adorned with specks of purple jade, tassels spilling over her dark locks.

With every smile and frown, she hooked souls and stirred hearts.

She had no need to speak; everything in heaven and earth automatically rushed toward her.

Xu Chen could only say this was a stunningly talented woman in every aspect. She quickly walked up to Di Cangqiong and smiled: "Sixth Brother!" Di Cangqiong said amusedly: "What urgent matter do you have, tell me."

……0 Di Hanzhi suddenly blinked, then walked to Xu Chen's side.

Xu Chen was about to greet her, after all he wanted to befriend this female lead as well.

But what neither he nor anyone expected was what happened next.

Di Hanzhi directly rose on her jade-like feet, then her red lips pecked Xu Chen's lips.

Like a dragonfly skimming the water, she quickly pulled away.

She crossed her hands behind her back and grinned: "It's this one." Everyone: "……" Xu Chen: "……"

At this moment, heaven and earth fell silent.

In the vast courtyard of the academy, not a single person spoke.

Xu Chen's scalp prickled, his face blank with shock.

He had just confirmed one thing: though he had disguised himself, Di Hanzhi had definitely recognized him as Xu Chen.

Not possibly—absolutely!

He didn't know how she had figured it out, but he was utterly certain.

Fuck! My nerves are fried—disguise won't even save me.

His other reason for disguising himself was to avoid the heroine going off-script, damn it!

Who knew disguise wouldn't help? He was completely stunned.

In an instant, Xu Chen felt countless murderous gazes lock onto him.

His lip twitched as he turned to Di Cangqiong: "What do you say?"

Di Cangqiong rubbed his forehead: "I don't know either, bro—I'm numb too."

Was this 'urgent matter' she mentioned just seeing Xu Chen and rushing over to peck him?

Ugh! What kind of girl has an urgent matter like that?

Sis, can you please be a little more reserved? You're making it impossible for your big brother to cover this up!

Xu Chen turned to Di Hanzhi and noticed her lip rouge had smudged slightly.

He winced—where else could it be? Definitely on his lips. He sighed: "Princess, we don't even know each other. Please show some decorum."

"Whoosh!"

At these words, tens of thousands erupted in uproar.

Their eyes bulged—what, you don't know each other?

Duan Quan and He Qianshu's temple veins throbbed—this bastard is putting on too much of an act.

You don't know each other? Then how did the Princess kiss you?

Damn it, after the assembly, don't you dare leave—we're going to kill you!!

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