The Beautiful CEO's Dragon Blood Bodyguard-Chapter 1371 The Daoist Orthodoxies of the World

The force behind the Third Prince is the Flame Emperor Palace, Long Fei knew that long ago.

This time, the Third Prince was able to execute his plans thanks to the power of the Flame Emperor Palace.

They think that only they can lead the Human Race to resist the Demon Race, so they let go and act recklessly.

This is a struggle between orthodoxies, a contest of ideas that cannot be reconciled.

Long Fei doesn’t hope to harmonize with them; he can only show true strength in action, whoever is subdued will listen.

The Flame Emperor Palace is an ancient force, possessing numerous peculiar magical treasures.

Long Fei cautiously, is about to enter the main hall to meet the Crown Prince.

Who knew, the wind chime hanging on the door suddenly rang out.

The Great Monk swung his Zen Staff, with a bang, it collided with the Void, striking a shadow to spit blood and reveal its form.

This person was none other than the Imperial Guard Commander, Wang Jie’s brother, Wang Xun.

He was wearing a Cloak of Invisibility, unable to escape the surveillance of the door’s wind chime.

A group of experts surrounded swiftly, each summoned their magic artifacts, fixing them on Wang Xun’s body.

The Great Monk, holding the Zen Staff, laughed at Wang Xun, "Brat, so it’s you. Causing trouble time and again, do you really take me for a pushover?"

Wang Xun, wielding his Longsword, rebuked, "Shameless rebels, dare to confine the current Crown Prince, everyone in the world has the right to execute you."

The Great Monk scoffed, "You little brat know nothing, letting your Crown Prince ascend the throne, this land would immediately fall into chaos, what resistance against the Demon Race is there to speak of? I’m warning you, while I’m in a good mood, get out quickly. Keep shouting, and I’ll strike you dead."

Wang Xun’s Longsword was exposed with a loud shout, "Fine, let me see what you’re capable of."

A gust of fierce wind unfurled around him, the Longsword in his hand slashed out, his Nascent Soul Realm Peak cultivation burst forth, causing a violent storm in the vicinity.

With a bang, the Great Monk’s Zen Staff clashed with him, shaking the ground with a thunderous tremor.

Long Fei could see that the palace’s ground was paved with special bricks, with Defense Formations underneath.

Otherwise, their expended tremendous force would have long collapsed this place.

He seized the chance to enter the grand hall, finding the Crown Prince Ji Mingli in the study within.

He kneeled on a meditation cushion, in front of him hung the portrait of the Old Emperor.

Outside, the battle sounded like thunder, yet he was as calm as water, only his face showed some depression, filled with fatigue.

Long Fei appeared, addressing him, "Your Highness Crown Prince!"

Ji Mingli’s body shook, quickly turned around, upon seeing Long Fei, immediately asked in surprise, "You, how did you get in?"

Long Fei frowned tightly, "Never mind that, should I take you away first?"

Ji Mingli furrowed his brow tightly, shaking his head, "No, I cannot leave."

Long Fei said, "Crown Prince, now inside and outside the Capital City, is completely controlled by the Third Prince’s forces, staying here serves no purpose!"

The Crown Prince said, "You don’t understand, as long as I am here, the rightful orthodox stands with me. If I leave, that means falling right into my third brother’s conspiracy. Rest assured, he does not dare to kill me, at most he would just imprison me. Now Wanrong is establishing herself in South Yangtze, urgently lacking manpower. I beg you to go help her, considering the care my father once showed you."

Long Fei looked at him, unsure of what to say.

He asked, "There are no outsiders here, I’ve isolated the outside space. I want to know, where did the Old Emperor go?"

The Crown Prince’s lips twitched, evidently aware of the matter.

He gripped his hand and hesitated, "This is a royal secret, it’s better you don’t know, it’s of no benefit to you."

Long Fei speculated, "Could it be related to the Demon Race?"

The Crown Prince took a deep breath and said, "Long Fei, you are a young hero, I regard you highly. What’s the current situation in the Great Xia Country, I believe you see it even clearer than I. My father only went to where he is destined to go, it’s the royal fate. If I ascend, when my lifespan nears its end, it will be the same. Unfortunately, the general trend is that the emergence of the Demon Race changes everything. You will know when the time is right."

Long Fei nodded, not saying anything further.

He cupped his hands in farewell, asking as he left, "Your Highness Crown Prince, do you have any words for Wanrong?"

The Crown Prince said, "Remind her of my words, South Yangtze is the foundation of the Human Race, everything must prioritize the great endeavor against the Demon Race, never waste strength in internal strife. Even if in the future something happens to me, I urge you to stop her, she must never expend the Human Race’s strength for my sake."

"Understood."

Long Fei looked at him respectfully, then stepped out, disappearing from the grand hall.

Outside, the Great Monk struck with his Zen Staff, sending Wang Xun flying away.

A group of people brandished their swords, surrounding Wang Xun’s neck.

The Great Monk laughed hoarsely, "Boy, wanting to duel with me, you’re still far too inexperienced!"

Before his voice fell, Wang Xun suddenly vanished on the spot.

A group of experts were taken aback, even the Great Monk touched his bald head, calling out in surprise, "Darn it, what just happened?"

Someone asked, "Shall we chase?"

The Great Monk cursed, "Chase what, we don’t even know who it is. Guard well outside, I’ll go inside to check."

He pushed open the main gate and rushed into the grand hall, seeing the Crown Prince was still there, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and retreat.

News of this incident quickly reached the Third Prince.

The Imperial Guards in the city swiftly mobilized, hunting Wang Xun everywhere, even the soldiers guarding the outer city received the news, immediately deploying the Light Gathering Stone, strictly inspecting the nearby passersby.

Long Fei easily took Wang Xun out of the city, at the canal south of the city, released the Time Boat, freeing Wang Xun, Lin Shanshan, and the Elf Tribe sisters.

If he let Lin Shanshan stay inside any longer, all his good things would be eaten up by this guy.

"Where is this?"

Lin Shanshan, munching on herbs she had just stolen, glanced around, looking completely bewildered.

Wang Xun stared at Long Fei, also surprised, "It’s you?"

The boat traveled along the canal, although called a canal, it was twice as wide as the Yangtze River outside.

Both banks were silent, only they in the great river.

Long Fei introduced, "The southbound canal, we’re going to South Yangtze."

Wang Xun, clutching his chest, got up urgently, "No, the Crown Prince is still in the Imperial Palace! We cannot leave him without assistance."

In his haste, he spat a mouthful of blood.

Long Fei took out a Fifth-Grade Healing Pill for him to consume, recounting the Crown Prince’s words just now.

Wang Xun slapped the Time Boat, shouting in distress, "It’s all my fault, I’m useless, unable to protect His Highness the Crown Prince."

His face was full of grief, eyes red.

Long Fei comforted, "This is the Crown Prince’s choice, the only choice. If the Crown Prince leaves with us, then we truly become rebels. The orthodoxies of the realm would no longer be in our hands. Even if we wish to rise in arms later, we would have no justification."

How could Wang Xun not understand these things, he just couldn’t reconcile with them.

Lin Shanshan couldn’t grasp men’s loyalty, and still provocatively asked, "Aren’t you some kind of head of the Capital City’s security? How could the Third Prince cause trouble right under your nose? Where have all your subordinates gone?"

Wang Xun said with heartfelt anguish, "It’s all my fault, usually employing them without scrutinizing, treating them like brothers. At the critical moment, they all betrayed their master for glory, they truly deserve to die. One day, when I see them again, I must cut them down one by one with my sword."

Long Fei knew the situation, did not console him.

The Flame Emperor Palace was deep in their operations, even the Old Emperor was helpless, let alone Wang Xun.

His commanding officers were likely already replaced by people from the Flame Emperor Palace.

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