Chapter 153 Soft Rib

Zhu Longqi walked at the front of the group.

He wore a blue gown, a white jade hairpin, and a red Su Qing jade pendant hanging on his waist. The boy's appearance of catching a bat was engraved on it. The carving was exquisite and lifelike, and one could tell that it was from everyone's hands at a glance.

He was riding a fat and shiny lion Cong underneath his crotch. This was an incredible thing. This type of divine colt that came from You Zhou was only a hundred in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty. It was a unique royal carriage.

It was even stipulated in the laws of the Great Zhou that this Lion Cong was unique to the royal family. Other than the royal reward, no one was allowed to use it without authorization. Once discovered, he could be convicted of conspiracy to rebel against the royal family. From this, one could see the preciousness of this Lion Cong.

Zhu Longqi was naturally not a relative of the royal family, nor did he have any fame. To some extent, riding on Lion Cong was an arrogance.

However, he was the eldest son of Zhu Xian of the Long Night Division. With Zhu Xian's reputation as the monopoly ruler, not to mention this mere Lion Cong, even the palace of the emperor's elder son could enter and exit at will.

The current Great Zhou said that it was the emperor's world, but it was better to say that it was the Zhu Clan's world.

Zhu Longqi was born to enjoy a life of luxury, and there were few things in this world that he could not obtain, whether it was money or power.

As for someone like him, because he had too much, many things in the world were already difficult for him to arouse the slightest bit of interest.

However, there were some exceptions today.

Ye Hongjian was something that he could not obtain by thinking of a few people.

Ever since he saw her in Chang'an City, he had fallen for her childish yet seductive appearance. For this reason, he had found many opportunities to come into contact with them, but they were all treated coldly by young girls.

Zhu Longqi, however, was not discouraged. He believed that there was nothing in this world that he really could not obtain. All he lacked was time.

Afterwards, his father sent him to the Heavenspan Sect of You Zhou and joined the Purple Radiance Saber Saint Sect. When he returned from his studies, he received news that Ye Hongjian had married a brat he had never heard of before.

The furious Zhu Longqi went mad. If it wasn't for his father's obstruction, he would have led the Four Tribes of the Long Night Division to the Linglong Pavilion and robbed Ye Hongjian.

Fortunately, it was unknown what method his father had used to persuade the Linglong Pavilion, which had always been at odds with the Long Night Division, to be willing to destroy the marriage with Xu Han and marry Ye Hongjian to him.

This made Zhu Longqi overjoyed.

This was not simply a joyous occasion to embrace a beauty like this. Behind the marriage between him and Ye Hongjian, there was something even deeper.

It meant that the Linglong Pavilion of the Great Zhou's Jianghu rulers and the Chang Ye Si of the temple would henceforth be tied to the same war chariot. Of course, there was also the sect behind him. In the Great Zhou, they could also send the top five great sects to the Heaven Splitting Sect. Together, the power they could unleash was enough to change the situation of the entire Great Zhou.

Therefore, this marriage was very important, whether it was for Zhu Longqi himself or the Longevity Division behind him.

Therefore, five days before the wedding ceremony, he brought a large team to the foot of the Linglong Pavilion.

At that time, Zhu Longqi looked up at the towering mountain with a smile on his face.

In a trance, he seemed to have seen the woman standing in the mountains looking at him with affection and a smile on her lips.

"Your Highness, there's the Exquisite Pavilion ahead." A brocade-clothed young master about the same age as Zhu Longqi rode a tall horse to Zhu Longqi's side and smiled apologetically.

Zhu Longqi smiled and turned around to glance at the young master in brocade.

"Haha. Speaking of which, I still have to trouble you to follow me along the way. Otherwise, I would be bored if I didn't go too far." Zhu Longqi said.

"The Crown Prince is an outsider. This is what I should do." Lin Kai hurriedly smiled apologetically. But then, he changed the topic and revealed a ferocious look in his eyes. "Then the kid who arranged the engagement with Miss Ye is also in this Exquisite Pavilion. Do you want the Crown Prince…"

Lin Kai didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning behind his words was clear.

Hearing this, Zhu Longqi took a deep look at him. On the surface, he and the rich children in Chang'an City often drank heaven and earth, but his heart was very bright. This Lin Kai was the Imperial Envoy of the Azure Dragon Division of the Long Night Division under his father. Normally, he would listen to his orders and listen to his orders. However, when he left, this fellow came to the Ye Clan to propose marriage. He was even rejected by Ye Chengtai.

It was said that when Ye Chengtai announced the engagement between Xu Han and Ye Hongjian, he was also present. He made a big fuss about the wedding banquet in his heart and was even taught a good lesson by that Xu Han. He guessed that he was holding a grudge at this moment and wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone.

Unfortunately, Zhu Longqi was not that cowardly.

"He's just a clown. Now that he lost his engagement to Hongjian, that guy is nothing. Why bother?" Hence, Zhu Longqi said indifferently, his tone becoming a little cold at that time.

Lin Kai naturally noticed Zhu Longqi's displeasure. Cold sweat immediately dripped down his forehead and he nodded repeatedly, "Your Highness is right. I'm overthinking it."

"Haha, Brother Lin, you don't have to be so reserved. You are also thinking about this matter for me." Zhu Longqi smiled and pretended to pat Lin Kai on the shoulder affectionately. He could easily use this stick and radishes to control the Dao. After saying this, he waved his hand. "Let's go! Up the mountain!"

The vast and mighty bride-to-be squad started to move again.

…

Outside the courtyard, there was a sudden commotion.

Xu Han, who was sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, frowned and opened his eyes.

"What's going on?" He asked as he glanced at Chu Chouli.

The middle-aged man who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard and looking outside through the cracks in the courtyard turned his head and shook his head at Xu Han.

"I don't know, maybe another team from a mountain gate has arrived."

There were less than five days before the Linglong Pavilion's Dao Discussion Conference. In recent days, some of the sects that had participated in the conference had already arrived. Linglong Pavilion naturally had to do its best to be a landlord and arrange for these guests to arrive in advance.

Therefore, in these past few days, such a thing could not be considered unusual, but the commotion was the biggest one this time.

"Why don't I go out and take a look?" Chu Chouli was not an idle person. Being locked up in this small courtyard these past few days had already made him panic, and he wanted to go out and take a walk when he found this opportunity.

"The storm is coming, so don't go out and stir up trouble, so as to avoid alarming others." Xu Han glanced at the eager man and said.

Hearing this, Chu Chouli, who had been recklessly preparing for a big fight, instantly collapsed like a deflated airbag.

"Little Han, how long do you think we're going to stay in this room? I don't think I'll be suffocated to death without waiting for that old man Sikong to make a move." Chu Chouli muttered discontentedly. He was naturally someone who jumped off his feet. To him, such a day was truly torturous.

Of course, with his skill, it was impossible for the disciples outside to really lock him up. However, Xu Han was afraid that he would cause trouble when he went out. This special period restricted his freedom, which was why he complained so much.

But after Xu Han heard this, he calmly glanced at the middle-aged man with an aggrieved expression and said indifferently, "Oh? Brother Chu, are you panicking? Then the person who rushed in and out in the middle of the night these past few days is Xuan'er?"

The grievance on Chu Chouli's face instantly subsided. He blushed and slyly said, "Mm … I told you that I couldn't sleep peacefully these past few days. I always heard some noises. So it was Xuan'er who was dishonest."

His words naturally caused a burst of dissatisfaction from the black cat. The black cat meowed as it revealed its claws towards Chu Chouli, and it had the posture of risking its life, causing the middle-aged man to feel a burst of fear.

"Oh?" Xu Han nodded in understanding. "So, what kind of news did Brother Chu come up with about Fang Ziyu quarreling with Song Yueming outside the Jishi Prefecture, or about Elder Hong breaking up with Mr. Zhuo on the Great Reverie Peak?"

After Xu Han finished speaking, he turned to look at Chu Chouli with narrowed eyes. The burly man immediately felt guilty and subconsciously shrunk his head. He said in a very wronged voice, "It's a big deal … I won't go out in the future …"

…

In the gloomy JiShi Mansion of the Xuanhe Peak.

Dragon Congyun, dressed in a seven-star black robe, lowered his head and sat at the side of the hall.

"How is it? Is it someone from the Long Night Division?" A white-haired, gloomy-faced old man on the platform asked in a calm voice.

The voice carried an extremely strange rhythm, similar to the grinding sound of a jackal in the dense forest at night.

Long Congyun, who had lived for nearly sixty years, couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. He quickly lowered his head and replied, "It's Zhu Xianzhi's son, Zhu Longqi, who brought a large group of people to the mountain gate."

"Oh." The old man nodded, his expression slightly drunk as if he was drinking wine. He turned to look at the purple-robed youth on the other side. "How are things with Yue Ming, Zhong Changhen, and Ning Zhumang?"

The youth with a childish expression shook his head with a calm gaze. "There is still no movement. The invitation to the Dao Discussion Conference has been sent, but there is not a single reply to the disciple."

Upon hearing this, the old man's gaze sank. He did not respond immediately. Instead, he extended his finger and tapped the desk in front of him. That deep voice echoed in the quiet World-saving Mansion. It was solemn and ghostly.

Long Congyun raised his eyes to look at the youth sitting opposite him.

Looking at the earth-shattering changes in just a few days, his chest felt a little stuffy for no reason…

Another pitiful person who had been infatuated with power thought, his heart sank and he secretly mocked himself, what qualifications did he have to talk about him?

"What exactly is Ning Zhumang planning?" At this moment, the voice of the old man on the stage rang out again. He muttered to himself. From his gloomy voice, it was not difficult to tell how fearful the Supreme Elder was of the former Sect Leader.

Hearing this, the purple-clothed youth on the side raised his eyebrows and suddenly stood up.

He walked to the center of the hall and respectfully cupped his hands towards the old man.

"Is Master worried that Ning Zhumang will secretly plot something and ruin Master's plan at the Dao Discussion Conference?"

"Yes." The old man frowned and nodded. "Ning Zhumang has been in charge of the Exquisite Pavilion for so many years. The depth of the city cannot be underestimated."

Hearing this, the purple-clothed youth revealed a genuine smile on his face.

"If that's the case, then this disciple has a plan to help Master share his worries."

"Oh?" The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at the purple-clothed youth with interest. "Tell me."

"This disciple was once obsessed with the art of war. I saw this sentence in an ancient book."

"There's no city in this world that can't be broken. Only the commander who can't find any flaws."

"Disciple thinks that this is also applicable to people. As long as we find the weakness, Ning Zhumang will have a thousand abilities. At that time, we will have to be able to capture him."

"In your opinion, what are Ning Zhumang's weaknesses?" The old man's interest grew even more intense.

The purple-clothed youth smiled even more. He looked up at the old man and the corners of his mouth rose.

" Chongju Peak disciple…"

"Fang Ziyu!"

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