Chapter 1558 - 1551
Chapter 1558: Chapter 1551
"Speaking of the Poison Venerable, I’m afraid you’ll actually be running into him again in the next few days. He’s also attending the Hao Tian Festival this time—my royal father invited him to come as Tu Yuan Country’s representative to observe the ceremony."
The Fourth Prince recalled it.
The relations between the Three Main Countries were all quite good.
Whenever a major ritual was held in one Main Country, the other two would always send people to attend as observers.
"Speaking of the Poison Venerable, Brother Ran, is the Medicine Liquid made from Spiritual Wisdom Grass ready yet?"
Bai You remembered that she hadn’t taken her Medicine Liquid for the day.
Ever since the Daffodil Chamber of Commerce bought the Spiritual Wisdom Grass, Bai You had sought out the best Doctor to decoct Medicine Liquid for her.
She drank one bottle every day, and could feel her comprehension had significantly improved over this period.
Just this morning she had deliberately read a cookbook and discovered that she now had some confidence in Four-star Spiritual Cuisine as well.
"It’s already prepared, but Youyou, won’t it be bad for you to take Medicine Liquid so frequently?"
Sikong Ran showed a worried expression.
Relying on external aid—especially using Medicine Liquid to assist in Cultivation—was not a long-term solution.
Bai You had been studying Spiritual Food for not even half a year and was already at three-star; that speed was largely due to the Medicine Liquid.
"Brother Ran, don’t worry. Once I get into the Taichang Holy Institute, I won’t keep taking Medicine Liquid recklessly anymore."
Bai You wasn’t worried.
The Doctor who prescribed this Medicine Liquid had said that Spiritual Wisdom Grass didn’t have any major side effects.
At the very least, up to now she hadn’t felt any discomfort at all.
With that, Bai You pulled Sikong Ran along to go take the Medicine Liquid.
"Any news from Prince Yuan’s side recently?"
Seeing Sikong Ran and Bai You walk off, the Fourth Prince’s expression grew much more grave.
"Nothing much. Prince Yuan is either at the Crown Prince Mansion or on the Haotian Platform; his comings and goings have all been very peaceful."
Liu Chengtian’s men had been watching the Crown Prince Mansion constantly.
"Fourth Prince, are you sure you’ve really made arrangements with that so-called King Hua to deal with Prince Yuan? Why hasn’t the other side made a move yet?"
Zhu Zhiyao couldn’t help asking.
His father had already told him about the Fourth Prince’s cooperation with King Hua.
This matter was of great importance—only a few of them knew.
All of them were eagerly waiting for Prince Yuan to have an accident, but with the Hao Tian Festival almost here, Prince Yuan was still perfectly fine.
"I think it’s strange too. King Hua has already sent out several groups of people, but I’ve heard they were all quietly taken care of without a sound."
The Fourth Prince’s brows knitted tight.
"Could it be that Prince Yuan also has some hidden trump card?"
Liu Chengtian said doubtfully.
"I heard that people from Fengdong have been getting very close to Prince Yuan lately. Could it be their people secretly helping, clearing out those ghosts?"
Zhu Zhiyao suspected.
"That’s quite possible. Fengdong’s First Level is very skilled in ghost control. Ordinary ghosts probably aren’t their match."
The Fourth Prince muttered.
"Why don’t we ask King Hua to make a personal move? My father told me that back in the day, King Hua could wipe out an entire army bare-handed."
Zhu Zhiyao simply didn’t believe that the people of Fengdong could even handle King Hua.
"King Hua is still in seclusion recently, but on the day of the Hao Tian Festival, she’ll be coming out. That day will be Prince Yuan’s death date."
The Fourth Prince let out a cold laugh.
"That day... don’t tell me King Hua plans to go up onto the Haotian Platform?"
The two of them stared, dumbstruck at what they heard.
That was the Haotian Platform—the place that guarded Wangjing.
"Naturally. King Hua has her own arrangements. Don’t worry, you’re my people; I’ll have King Hua show some mercy. Once the Hao Tian Festival is over, Fuzhou will be mine."
The Fourth Prince’s face was full of delight—he had been waiting for this day for a very long time.