Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 909 - 382: "Auntie, How About I Scrub You Down?" (Part 2)

"She..." Dongfang Xinghe's face darkened slightly, "Her power is stronger than I anticipated, able to kill so many of the royal family and retreat unscathed in such a short time. It seems Zhao Junshan will have to intervene personally before I can rest easy."

After a pause, he looked at Li Xuanzhen, "Send your third disciple Wen Yuan along with the Heavenly Observation Bureau Inspector to the south. She will certainly appear when the south is stabilized, and at that time, disable her and bring her back to Shengjing."

Li Xuanzhen nodded slightly, "King Yu Dongfang Yinghai..."

"Not worth worrying about." Dongfang Xinghe said expressionlessly, "Since Dongfang Xinglan has targeted the royal family, he definitely won't spare him.

Even taking ten thousand steps back, what turmoil can he cause even if Dongfang Xinglan tells him the method of Dragon Stealing?"

"What I worry about now..." Dongfang Xinghe stood up and looked at the map, "Although Prince Ning hasn't shown disloyalty, if he also learns about the Dragon Stealing method, who knows what devious thoughts he might have, then he would be the biggest problem."

Prince Ning Dongfang Zhen, one of the five Martial Gods of the Dynasty.

"I think this is just right." Li Xuanzhen smiled slightly, "Let him kill the royal family for Your Highness, and then take him down, the Dragon Qi and reputation will all be Your Highness's."

Dongfang Xinghe tugged at the corner of his mouth, "With you, Zhao Junshan, and Ming Yuanji?"

"Does Your Highness think it's not enough?"

"The territories governed by Prince Ning, Luozhou, Song State, Zi State, Lai State..." Dongfang Xinghe said blandly, "but they are adjacent to the Jiuli Dynasty."

Li Xuanzhen smiled slightly, "I have a way to prevent the Martial Immortals of Jiuli Dynasty from assisting him."

"Oh?" Dongfang Xinghe's eyes brightened, "What way?"

"I will personally take a trip to the Jiuli Dynasty." Li Xuanzhen bowed, "Your Highness just awaits the good news."

Dongfang Xinghe squinted at Li Xuanzhen, after pondering for a long time, he nodded lightly, "Then I'll trouble you, teacher."

Li Xuanzhen obeyed and withdrew, Dongfang Xinghe gently tapped the table, gradually a thought surfaced in his mind.

How many troops does it take to kill a Martial God?

He walked out of the Eastern Palace, heading in the direction of Qianqing Palace.

If Father cannot hold on, he must at least pass down his entire Martial God cultivation.

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Luozhou, Hechang City, Prince Ning's Mansion.

In the middle of the night, Prince Ning Dongfang Zhen read the secret letter sent by Dongfang Xinglan under candlelight, his eyes flickering with uncertain light.

After a long time, he handed the secret letter to the candle, watching the burning letter paper, murmuring softly, "What is Dragon Qi..."

In his view, stealing Dragon Qi to sit on the Supreme position is interesting, but not a big deal.

As one of the only two Martial Gods in the royal family, his brother Emperor Jia Ning is gravely ill, why would Dongfang Xinghe dare to move against himself, the remaining Martial God of the royal family?

He is not very interested in the imperial throne, nor does he care about Dongfang Xinglan's kind reminder in the secret letter to guard against Shengjing.

But he is extremely interested in another matter mentioned in the secret letter.

"Gather Dragon Qi, use the power of Dragon Soul to become Supreme in the Land of Prosperity..."

Dongfang Zhen's eyes brightened, this was the treasure he pursued: the path of martial arts.

The 'Supreme' here certainly doesn't refer to the imperial throne, otherwise, in the long history of the Dynasty, the emperor wasn't decided by this Dragon Stealing method, so it can only refer to the future path of martial arts.

After all, Dragon Soul, Land of Prosperity, they sound related to martial arts.

"Will there really be a dragon, what does Land of Prosperity mean?"

Dongfang Zhen closed his eyes, pondering the omen in the secret letter, couldn't help but laughing softly, "My niece worrying about my safety is false, wanting me to start a rebellion is true, wanting me to help find this treasure is even truer."

And of course, he would help, after all, a mere Female Martial Saint, what storm can she stir?

But to use his knife to start turmoil in the Eastern lands... don't even think about it!

However, regarding other regions' royal family...

Dongfang Zhen opened his eyes and looked to the north, he doesn't want the Crown Prince of Shengjing to get this treasure, then let Dongfang Xinghe worry about other royals.

"Come!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Soon a steward came in from the door, "Greeting Your Highness."

"Go do something." Dongfang Zhen slowly spoke, "Move all the people of Hechang out, invite all the royal families under my rule to come to Hechang for a gathering... all of them!"

"This little one will handle it now!"

Dongfang Zhen walked out of the room, looked up at the bright moon in the night sky, after a few seconds of silence, he spoke softly, "Bring the horse!"

"Your Highness, where are you going so late?" a woman's voice sounded softly.

Dongfang Zhen turned his head to glance at his princess, said blandly, "I'm going to the Emperor's Mausoleum to pay respects to ancestors."

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That night, a horse galloped out from a remote village in Lai State, heading south.

In the village, Prince An Dongfang Yaoe took off the jade hairpin from her head, softly exhaled a breath, "Dragon Qi... is it?"

If everything is as Xing Lan said, then Dongfang Zhen may take action.

As one of the few Female Martial Saints among the Eighteen Martial Saints in the royal family, Dongfang Yaoe was quite familiar with Dongfang Zhen's personality, often seeking martial arts advice from this uncle.

Dongfang Zhen is a martial arts enthusiast, taking the pursuit of martial arts extremely seriously, now that such an opportunity is presented, he certainly won't miss it.

But... how will he act?

Dongfang Yaoe hesitated internally, this uncle is kind-hearted, should not be crazy...

"Your Highness!"

Lost in thoughts, a maid rushed over, speaking quickly, "Prince Ning invites you to Hechang City for a meeting."

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yaoe's heart sank, quickly took the invitation to read, while the maid continued, "The spy reports that Prince Ning has already sent thirty thousand riders to Prince An's Mansion."