Chapter 968: The Resurrected Seventh Prince (1/2, Requesting Moon Tickets)

In fact, had it not been for the sudden appearance of the Wu Yu tribe's anomalies, these Jibing Sect disciples would never have suffered any harm.

And if we took the Jibing Sect to storm the Phoenix Organization, there would be almost no hope of survival—let alone now, with Jingcheng in this state, even a cultivator of my strength faces uncertain life or death; how could we let others come here to die?

Especially with her tail—her body was already mangled by Qi Ba Jiu; if she woke up and found out I sent a distress signal, she'd probably drag her heavy injury all the way to Jingcheng to help.

Fang Yue did not want the situation to turn out like that.

"... Since you're unwilling to seek aid from the Jibing Sect, let's make good use of the resources we each have."

Niu Zuo's forces were nearly wiped out during the last assault on the Phoenix Organization; he can only rely on external power now.

And the Seventh Prince's forces are perfect external power!

"Help! Help me!!"

As the two were speaking, a cry for help suddenly rang out from afar.

Niu Zuo and Ming remained expressionless, as if they hadn't heard; but You Xingchen and the others changed expression slightly, preparing to go over and investigate—yet before they could move, a figure had already dashed out ahead: it was none other than... Fang Yue!

Fang Yue moved with extreme speed; they had emerged from the underground passage directly facing the Qi Huang Fu courtyard, while the sound came from another corridor.

Flashing past the corridor, around a corner, Fang Yue saw the person crying for help.

There, a girl, protected by several Blue Guards as she fled, wiped her tears while turning back toward the Wu Yu tribe anomaly, clutching a broken sword; her body bore several bloodied wounds, and the Blue Guards' uniforms were nearly dyed red.

The Wu Yu tribe anomaly suddenly accelerated, charging forward like the wind.

"Captain Wu, be careful!"

"Captain Wu, run!"

Seeing the Wu Yu tribe anomaly attack, the Blue Guards rushed to shield Wu Wuwu—only to see its insect-like forelimbs slash like scythes, instantly cutting them into dozens of bloody fragments, splattering red across the ground.

Seeing this, Wu Wuwu burst into tears and collapsed to the ground.

Big sister's dead... now it's my turn...

Through the reflection in her eyes, she could see the Wu Yu tribe anomaly already lunging before her—its razor-sharp forelimbs, like the scythe of Death, already swinging down toward her neck...

Wu Wuwu's face turned ashen, her heart filled with Zhenjiu.

And just then...

Zzzzzz!!

The sound of a sword's cry suddenly exploded in her ears!

Along with it appeared the flying forelimbs of the Wu Yu tribe anomaly, and a corpse severed cleanly at the waist.

Her mind froze for a long moment; then Wu Wuwu jolted back to awareness.

"Th-thank you, Elder... How could it be you?!"

Seeing who it was, Wu Wuwu was stunned—because the one who saved her was none other than the fellow who had come with You Xingchen before.

Fang Yue ignored her, asking directly: "Are there any other survivors among Lan Shan's people?"

Wu Wuwu's expression darkened, and she gave a slight nod.

"No... among the people I brought... only I'm still alive..."

Her tear-filled eyes looked up at Fang Yue, her small hand tightly gripping the corner of his robe, as if terrified he'd abandon her.

"I brought Qing Si's people—we'll go meet up with them."

"Yes, yes!"

Wu Wuwu nodded frantically; at this moment, she was no longer Captain of Lan Shan—she was simply a little girl who needed protection—she had been utterly terrified, utterly devoid of combat ability.

Returning with her, You Xingchen stared at Wu Wuwu in shock.

"You're still alive? Lucky you."

When You Xingchen emerged from the underground passage, he had assumed no one remained alive here—naturally, Wu Wuwu, stationed here, should have been dead.

"Whether this happens or not doesn't matter—we go straight for the corpses; everyone else stays put." Niu Zuo said impatiently.

He cared only about his own affairs; whether Lan Shan's people were truly dead meant nothing to him.

In the past, Wu Wuwu would have exploded at such words—but after everything she'd endured, she merely clenched her teeth silently, lowering her head without speaking.

Only when Fang Yue followed Niu Zuo away did she raise her head to look at Fang Yue's back.

"W-what's his name?"

"Him? Yese Liming, Qing Si's Red Clothes. If he survives this catastrophe, he'll probably become Silver like me."

You Xingchen said casually.

Wu Wuwu froze—so... he was the Red Clothes who had caused chaos in the Wen Wu Da Dian! The one entangled with You Fu's daughter...

Wu Wuwu's expression dimmed slightly; she glanced around, then asked curiously: "Isn't You Sisi here with you?"

"... She was captured by the Phoenix Organization; right now, her chances are slim."

You Xingchen spoke with a gloomy expression—but Wu Wuwu's eyes suddenly brightened a little.

The Seventh Prince's corpse lay alongside the Sixth Prince's in the hall.

After entering the hall with Niu Zuo, Fang Yue's first sight was the two princes' gruesome corpses.

Fang Yue had confirmed multiple times before—the Seventh Prince was truly dead, utterly dead, with no breath left, impossible to be alive.

Yet Niu Zuo still brought him here.

Meeting Fang Yue's puzzled gaze, Niu Zuo offered no explanation—he simply slammed his palm hard against the Seventh Prince's chest.

Boom!!

A loud crash, as if injecting something—golden patterns suddenly appeared on the Seventh Prince's chest, rapidly spreading across his entire body.

When the Seventh Prince's corpse was entirely covered in golden veins...

Zzzzzz!!

A fierce Phoenix Cry suddenly exploded from ahead!

"Phoenix cry?! Could it be… the Seventh Prince has awakened his bloodline power?!"

Fang Yue widened his eyes and saw the Seventh Prince rapidly healing all his wounds, mending his entire body, slowly rising into the air beneath a veil of golden light, with the faint shadow of a Golden Phoenix emerging behind him!

"Bloodline power?" Niu Zuo sneered. "That waste doesn't have that kind of ability!"

"Doesn't have that kind of ability? Then he isn't the Seventh Prince? Then who is he…?"

As Fang Yue asked this, golden light suddenly erupted, nearly blinding everyone.

When the golden light faded, the Golden Phoenix shadow was gone, and the corpse of the 'Seventh Prince' stood upright on the ground, slowly opening his eyes.

The 'Seventh Prince' looked dazed, as if unsure of his situation—until his gaze fell upon Fang Yue…

"Captain Ye?! How are you here? What's going on? Where are we… Wait! The person beside you—is… Niu Zuo!"

The 'Seventh Prince,' who had just seemed confused, suddenly shot twin golden flames from his eyes, which quickly vanished into the air.

In the next instant, a flash of golden light!

Fang Yue felt his vision blur…

Boom!!

Niu Zuo, beside him, was suddenly flung backward, slamming hard against the wall like a mosquito swatted by a giant hand, his blood spraying across half the wall.

Though struck with Heavy Injury, Niu Zuo only sneered—but the effort made him cough up blood on the spot.

Niu Zuo wiped the blood from his lips and looked ahead, seeing the 'Seventh Prince' now staring in shock at his own hands.

Niu Zuo climbed down from the wall, staggered forward two steps, then quickly knelt on one knee, gasping for breath, his eyes fixed coldly on the Seventh Prince.

"You're awake? The experiment succeeded. Your bloodline power has been fully awakened… Captain Wu!"

(End of Chapter)