Chapter 556: Bi Ji and Zi Ji! The Trip to Star Luo, the Decree of the Military Camp!
Chapter 556: Bi Ji and Zi Ji! The Trip to Star Luo, the Decree of the Military Camp!
Zi Ji circled halfway around Bi Ji, her dark purple eyes looking her up and down.
"Something is wrong."
Zi Ji’s nose twitched slightly as she carefully sniffed the lingering aura in the air.
"The hidden injuries from your Heavenly Tribulation are much lighter."
"Moreover, your aura is much purer than before."
A deep look of suspicion surfaced on Zi Ji’s enchanting face.
"What on earth did you go out to do?"
"I went to see a very interesting little fellow." Bi Ji carried a hint of a smile, her tone revealing undisguised admiration.
Zi Ji raised her slender willow-like eyebrows, a flash of intense interest crossing the depths of her dark purple eyes.
"There aren’t many on this continent that could make you say they are interesting."
She knew very well how high Bi Ji’s standards were.
As a top Vicious Beast that had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, she had seen too many things and matters, and had long since grown numb to them.
Zi Ji eagerly pursued, "What kind of Spirit Beast is it?"
Bi Ji gently shook her head, her red lips parting slightly.
"It is not a Spirit Beast."
"It is a human."
As soon as these words were spoken, the air within the different dimension stagnated.
Zi Ji was stunned.
In the eyes of their group of Vicious Beasts, what did humans count as?
Even Titled Douluos were merely ants that could barely catch their eyes.
"Bi Ji, you aren’t joking, are you?" Zi Ji crossed her arms, the scales on her chest compressed into a breathtaking curve.
"A human can make you look at them in a new light?"
Bi Ji smiled slightly, walking towards the depths of the space, her voice drifting faintly: "Don’t ask too much."
...
The vermilion gates of the Star Luo Imperial City stood at the end, the towering city walls emitting a cold, iron-blooded aura.
Dai Mubai walked at the very front, reaching out to tidy the gold-trimmed robe on his body.
The grievances of fleeing all the way, chased everywhere in panic by Spirit Hall, and being away from his homeland finally vanished like smoke into thin air the moment he stepped through these gates.
Behind him, Ma Hongjun wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes shining brightly as he gazed at the dazzling array of restaurants and towering luxury buildings along the street.
"We’ve finally arrived. We can finally have a good rest for a few days now, right?"
Ma Hongjun sniffed, his stomach rumbling loudly.
"Boss Dai, you are now a legitimate Third Prince. Once the imperial family’s sign is hung up, won’t us brothers directly soar to success?"
Oscar also crowded over, hooking his arm around Ma Hongjun’s shoulders and smiling so widely that his eyes disappeared.
"With the imperial prince identity acknowledged, we’ll be eating good food and drinking fine wine from now on!"
"Eating delicacies from land and sea every day, we’ll never have to gnaw on hard flatbreads following Director Flender again."
Dai Mubai patted both of their shoulders, the gloom on his face completely swept away.
"Rest assured, as long as I, Dai Mubai, have a bite to eat, there will be a share for you."
"His Majesty has explicitly agreed that the battle for the crown prince position between Dai Weisi and me counts again."
"With the help of all the teachers and brothers, this imperial throne will sooner or later be mine."
Flender on the side pushed up the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"Consider you brat to have a bit of conscience, not in vain for us to brave the risks all the way to escort you back."
Everyone laughed and joked, their nerves that had been tensed for many days finally relaxing.
Before their words had even warmed up for long, a team of fully armored and sharp-weaponed royal guards suddenly rushed out from the imperial palace avenue ahead.
The crisp and hurried sound of horse hooves shattered the originally relaxed atmosphere.
The leading eunuch transmitting the decree wore a panicked expression, tightly clutching an urgent confidential decree in his hand, and trotted all the way up to Dai Mubai.
"Your Highness the Third Prince! An urgent decree from Your Majesty, ordering you to receive the decree immediately!"
Dai Mubai’s expression condensed, and he quickly bowed to listen to the decree.
The eunuch’s sharp voice pierced through the street: "Spirit Hall brazenly tore up the alliance, and the entire Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was tragically exterminated overnight!"
The decree-transmitting eunuch panted heavily, then read aloud:
"Spirit Hall harbors wild ambitions, the entire continent is shrouded in war clouds, and the entire territory of Star Luo shall enter a state of special-grade combat readiness starting today!"
"His Majesty’s verbal decree: When the nation faces a crisis, the dispute for the crown prince position shall be temporarily shelved."
"All imperial princes are to report to the military camp starting today, receive military posts, and go to the front lines to train troops and prepare for war!"
"Anyone who dares to delay will be dealt with according to military law!"
After the decree was read, the scene fell into a dead silence.
Ma Hongjun’s mouth was wide open, his whole person like a deflated ball, his face collapsing on the spot.
"No way? As soon as we arrive we have to go risk our lives in the military camp?"
"I haven’t even had a single bite of that Manchu Han Imperial Feast yet, and now I have to go eat military rations and step in mud pits?"
Oscar also made a bitter face: "We agreed on eating good food and drinking fine wine, how did it turn into licking blood on the battlefield in the blink of an eye? This drop is simply too big!"
Dai Mubai received the decree, the relaxation on his face completely vanished, and his gaze gradually turned cold.
In the Star Luo Empire, military orders were like mountains, and an imperial prince’s dignity had always been fought out through blood and fire.
Flender sighed, patted the shoulder of Yu Xiaogang, whose expression was gloomy, and advised, "Xiaogang, my condolences."
"Those madmen from Spirit Hall have already stirred up a murderous intent, and the Star Luo Emperor doing this is also forced to fight back."
"Going to the military camp is fine too, it’s still better than being chased around by Spirit Hall."
Zhao Wuji also clenched his fists on the side, saying in a muffled voice: "That’s right, there are only pure men in the military camp. When I was wanted by Spirit Hall back then, I also mixed in the army for a period of time, it was so thrilling!"
Yu Xiaogang forcefully suppressed the excruciating pain in his heart, took a deep breath, and said in a heavy tone: "Flender and Wuji are right."
"The military camp is the best trial ground."
"Without the tempering of iron and blood, you won’t even be able to protect yourselves in the upcoming continental catastrophe."
"Mubai, accept the decree, we will accompany you to the military camp!"
Dai Mubai nodded heavily, turning to look at the pairs of tired yet still firm eyes behind him.
"Brothers, a military camp it is!"
"When we get to the military camp, I, Dai Mubai, can still lead you all to carve out a piece of heaven!"
Although it was vastly different from the luxurious life they expected.
But at least in this Star Luo main camp, with the cover of the army’s grand momentum,
they finally had a place to settle down and no longer had to constantly guard against Spirit Hall’s tracking like homeless dogs.
...
Thousands of miles away from the Star Luo Empire, Clear Sky Sect.
Above the steep and perilous snow peaks, the air pressure in the Clear Sky Sect’s council hall was low to the extreme.
Gloomy and dead silent, even the sound of breathing was clearly audible.
The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood and herbal medicine.
Tang Hao sat on a specially made wheelchair, his two trouser legs hanging empty, his expression so gloomy water could drip from it.
Below him, Tang San stood quietly.
Tang San had just finished reporting the entire ins and outs of the Spirit City battle word for word.
Sect MasterTang Xiao led the seven Elders to leave the mountain collectively to capture Xiao Wu in Spirit City.
As a result, not only did they return in failure,
but even all seven Elders suffered severe backlash from Ring Explosion, and were currently undergoing closed-door seclusion in the back mountain to recover their cultivation.
In the huge council hall, the atmosphere was frozen to the extreme.
For a long time.
Tang Hao slowly spoke, his voice hoarse like two pieces of iron rubbing together, carrying a trace of incredible absurdity:
"Eight Titled Douluos, and with Great Uncle there, couldn’t capture a single Xiao Wu?"
Tang San’s head was buried very low, gritting his teeth, every word sounding like it was squeezed out from the depths of his throat: "It’s... Lin Qingmo who stepped in and stopped Great Uncle and the others."
(End of Chapter)
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