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This is a sign of breaking through to the perfect realm of a third-grade martial artist.
"Your Majesty, I have successfully broken through to the peak of the third-grade martial arts realm!"
His voice was filled with barely concealed excitement and joy.
This sense of accomplishment made it difficult for him, who was known for his composure, to hide his inner elation.
On the other side, Emperor Yuanjing, sitting on the dragon throne, heard this news.
A satisfied smile immediately appeared on his face.
Although that smile concealed a deep and subtle thoughtfulness.
He slowly spoke: "Very well, Prince Zhenbei, this achievement greatly increases our chances of victory when dealing with Wei Changxuan."
But Wei Changxuan is treacherous and cunning; we must plan carefully to defeat him in one fell swoop.
Upon hearing Yuan Yong's words about Emperor Kunjing, the Prince of Zhenbei merely nodded slightly in response. (2911九)
At that very moment, a cold and fierce gaze swept quickly across the depths of his pupils.
"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, your younger brother will certainly do his utmost to serve the country."
However, when I was in seclusion for cultivation, in order to speed up the process...
It did indeed consume a lot of my own vital energy and mental strength.
Therefore, it may take several more days of rest to recover to its best condition.
Once fully recovered, we will certainly not disappoint Your Majesty's expectations.
And I will personally put an end to Wei Changxuan, who dared to sabotage our plans.
At this moment, the Prince of Zhenbei was filled with a sense of urgency.
He only wanted to return to the palace as soon as possible so that he could cultivate with Mu Nanzhi, seize her spiritual essence, and use it to break through to the second-grade martial arts realm.
With the departure of the Prince of Zhenbei, the entire secret chamber returned to silence once again.
Emperor Yuanjing watched the Prince of Zhenbei leave silently, a wicked glint of excitement in his eyes.
This time, with the help of the King of Zhenbei and the Witch God Cult.
He will surely be able to kill Wei Changxuan and keep Wei Yuan forever under the sacred mountain of the Witch God Sect.
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the other side.
The Prince of Zhenbei moved with lightning speed, traversing the streets until he reached his destination.
After entering the gates of his own residence, the Prince of Zhenbei did not linger.
They quickly advanced towards Mu Nanzhi's residence.
He kicked the door open, and the servants standing outside were so frightened that they kowtowed and begged for mercy.
However, he had no interest in paying attention to these minor characters at the moment.
His eager eyes searched around, hoping to catch a glimpse of the figure.
When he confirmed that the room was empty, the smile on his face froze instantly.
Instead, there was disbelief that the other party had left without permission.
"Mu Nanzhi! Where is the Princess Consort?"
The sound exploded like thunder throughout the entire space.
However, all that answered him was silence, and the lingering echoes that seemed to linger for a long time.
The Prince of Zhenbei's face instantly turned as black as the night.
In a fit of rage, he mercilessly crushed a wooden chair next to him with a single palm strike.
The entire wooden chair instantly turned to ashes.
Immediately afterwards, he walked straight to the bedside, stretched out his arm, and forcefully pulled back the thin blankets.
But they found that, apart from the clean, brand-new fabric,
There wasn't a single trace of it having been used.
At this moment, the Prince of Zhenbei's chest heaved violently.
Like a summer storm, it stirred up waves in the air.
The anger burning within him was like the undercurrent before a volcanic eruption.
I never imagined that Mu Nanzhi, whom I longed for, would be gone.
"Guards!" the Prince of Zhenbei shouted sternly.
His voice boomed like thunder, echoing throughout the hall.
Soon, several servants ran in, trembling with fear.
As soon as he entered the door, he knelt down on the ground with a "thump," as if the earth itself was trembling.
Their heads were bowed low, and they dared not even breathe too heavily.
They were afraid of accidentally offending their dignified master.
"Where is the princess? Where did she go?"
The voice of the Prince of Zhenbei seemed to carry the chill of a thousand years.
Every word was like a chilling icicle, radiating endless anger and coldness.
Those once deep-set eyes were now wide open.
Like two black holes burning with fierce flames,
He stared intently at the servants kneeling on the ground.
It was as if they wanted to swallow them whole.
One of the servants, who was a little braver, was filled with fear.
Still, mustering her courage, she spoke with trembling hands:
"Your Highness...the Princess Consort...she left the palace alone last night."
It was the Grand Preceptor who personally sent someone to invite us, so we couldn't very well stop him.
We should be visiting the residence of the Imperial Preceptor, Lord Luo Yuheng, right now.
However, she hasn't returned yet, and we don't know what she's doing over there..."
"What? You went to the Imperial Preceptor's residence?"
This news startled the already furious Prince Zhenbei, who then curled into an evil smile.
After all, Mu Nanzhi and the Imperial Preceptor Luo Yuheng were close friends.
At this time, the Prince of Zhenbei,
Instantly, I thought of that stunningly beautiful woman named Luo Yuheng—her beauty was unparalleled in the world.
Not to mention his position as one of the highest-ranking officials in the entire Great Feng Kingdom.
And a power so great it inspires fear.
Thinking of this, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of the Prince of Zhenbei:
"Hmph, interesting. This little bitch actually went to see that arrogant imperial advisor."
While thinking this in his heart, the Prince of Zhenbei still outwardly appeared extremely violent.
"Useless! You're all a bunch of useless trash! Get out of here!"
The group of servants, as if granted a pardon, scrambled out of the room in a hurry.
His face showed barely concealed fear and panic.
At this moment, the Prince of Zhenbei paced back and forth inside the house.
My heavy footsteps echoed with muffled thuds on the cold bluestone floor.
His smile grew increasingly eerie, as if shrouded in an unsettling cloud.
"This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."
He muttered to himself in a low, ambitious voice.
"If we could capture Mu Nanzhi at the Imperial Preceptor's residence..."
Perhaps we can also take this opportunity to probe the true nature of that vixen Luo Yuheng...
If only I could take her down with me too…
Thinking of this, the Prince of Zhenbei unconsciously licked his chapped lips.
In this way, he could not only strive to become a second-rank martial artist, but he might even be able to strive to become a first-rank martial artist.
In that case, the result of the One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones will inevitably be that he takes the lead, while the other two—Emperor Zhen De and Emperor Yuan Jing—serve as assistants.
Thinking of this, a look of longing also appeared in the eyes of the Prince of Zhenbei.
Chapter 67 Cultivating with Mu Nanzhi and Luo Yuheng!
At this moment, in the eyes of the Prince of Zhenbei...
He seemed to already see himself in control of Luo Yuheng and Mu Nanzhi, and an endless sense of satisfaction rose in his heart.
Having decided to act alone, the Prince of Zhenbei stepped out of the dimly lit and quiet hall.
The moonlight cast a long shadow behind him.
He mounted a magnificent steed, its body jet black and glossy, as rich as the night itself.
With a sudden spur, the horse galloped away, the wind whistling past its ears.
The figure under the cover of night quickly disappeared.
He did not fly directly towards Lingbao Pavilion.
Because that would attract the attention of the supervisor or other people.