The Prince Can Do Divination

Chapter 393 - 245: The Demon Country Retreats, Returning to the Imperial Court, Bearing the Destiny of the Three Religions, Facing the Flame Dragon’s Celestial Mandate

Atop the city wall.

Master and disciple met once more.

The Champion Marquis had led his army away, quietly departing to attack Celestial Water City without disturbing the pair.

Zhao Xuanwu was as sloppy and unkempt as ever, yet no one present dared to underestimate the middle-aged man in the bamboo hat.

He was, after all, the First Slash of Great Yan.

A century ago, he was already number one on the Mountain and River List.

In terms of both generation and seniority, Zhao Xuanwu’s status was exceedingly high.

Zhao Xuanwu gazed at the Lu Mingyuan before him, his eyes filled with gratification.

"You’ve really made something of yourself, kid. You’re an Eleventh Realm Martial Artist now. I knew that once you got out of the Cold Palace, you’d outshine the entire world."

While slowly mending his Flesh Body, Lu Mingyuan asked with a faint smile:

"Master, what are you doing here?"

Zhao Xuanwu chuckled. "Prince Zhenbei and the Champion Marquis found me. I’d originally retreated from Yulu Pass to recuperate for a while, but then I received news of Elder Mr. Qi’s demise. You were headed to Celestial Water City, a journey fraught with peril. How could I possibly stay away?"

"Prince Zhenbei and my father-in-law had such foresight?"

Lu Mingyuan asked, surprised.

"It wasn’t their foresight. It was your *other* father-in-law, Lord Taishan, who planned this long ago,"

Zhao Xuanwu stated plainly.

’Lord Taishan...’

Lu Mingyuan murmured the name, immediately knowing who his master meant.

Zhao Xuanwu elaborated, "While you were in the Cold Palace, a grand board was already set. First, during the Demon Country’s internal strife, the Champion Marquis was ordered to the Northern Realm as Governor. Second, when Shanhai Pass fell, Prince Zhenbei held his troops in reserve to preserve Great Yan’s remaining forces. Third, Elder Mr. Qi went to the Celestial Profound North Pass himself, laying a trap with his own life. He sacrificed himself for the greater good, gathered the power of the Three Religions, and drew the world’s gaze, making everyone under heaven watch a single person."

Lu Mingyuan’s expression grew complicated upon hearing this. He asked seriously,

"Have the other passes in the Northern Realm been attacked? How many sections of the Great Wall have fallen?"

The question was a somber one.

Zhao Xuanwu’s gaze hardened. He said grimly, "The inscriptions from the Middle Ages on most of the Northern Great Wall have been extensively repaired. They can hold, even against a full assault from the Great Netherworld’s demonic armies. Many Cultivators from the Dao Alliance have already stepped forward, volunteering to serve as Great Wall Guards."

"The appearance of the Great Nether Empress was unexpected, but another danger awaits her before she can leave the Great Wall. The repaired fortifications are enough to trap her within the Central Plains World. This time, our Great Yan will make the Demon Country pay the price they deserve!"

Lu Mingyuan breathed a small sigh of relief. Clearly, the casualties on the Celestial Profound Continent and at the Northern Great Wall were not as severe as he had feared.

What is an everlasting foundation?

This is an everlasting foundation.

What is a legacy for the ages?

This is a legacy for the ages.

The Northern Great Wall, built and guarded by successive dynasties, allowed the Central Plains Celestial Destiny Dynasty to always hold the upper hand when confronting the other two major powers of the world.

Even if a few sections of the Great Wall were to fall, as long as they could buy enough time for reinforcements from the various Immortal Influences to arrive, they could hold the enemy at the Northern Realm and, with a pincer attack from all sides, trap and destroy them in the Land of the North Cold.

"You rest here and recover. I’ll be right back."

Zhao Xuanwu tipped the brim of his bamboo hat down and took a sudden step forward.

In the next instant, he vanished.

"Your Highness, please focus on your recovery. I will serve as your Protector."

Only after seeing Zhao Xuanwu leave did Luo Ying speak.

Lu Mingyuan glanced over at her, his eyes lingering on her unadorned face for a long moment before he nodded firmly.

"Alright."

At this point, even a simple ’thank you’ would feel too formal.

In truth, Lu Mingyuan didn’t have much to say to Luo Ying. He still felt a certain distance from her in his heart.

’Perhaps in her heart, the Crown Prince of Great Yan is just a great tree, and it’s always cooler in the shade.’

But none of that mattered anymore.

It wasn’t that Lu Mingyuan hadn’t been wary of her, but reality had proven that even the independent and self-reliant Luo Ying had found her own shortcut by following him.

So as not to disturb Lu Mingyuan’s recovery, Luo Ying immediately retreated from the city gate.

Of course, she did not go far. Instead, she stood guard outside the city walls, personally serving as Lu Mingyuan’s Protector.

Lu Mingyuan focused his mind. With a flip of his hand, he produced an elixir he had prepared in advance to nourish his Blood Qi and swallowed it. He then drank some Ancient Demon Blood and began his recovery.

The situation in the Central Plains World was volatile, and a major crisis could erupt at any moment. He had to heal his injuries as quickly as possible and return to his peak condition to be ready for whatever came next.

Fortunately, there was a living being right in front of him, ready to be used to nourish his Flesh Body.

Lu Mingyuan’s cold gaze fixed upon the tightly bound Blood Burial Duke.

Within Lu Mingyuan’s body, the Divine Flame, condensed from his meditation on the Taotie Divine Being, continuously released a strange essence that nourished him. It filled every inch of his flesh with vitality, granting him a recovery ability far beyond that of any ordinary person.

If he could absorb the Blood Burial Duke’s immense Blood Qi, he would surely be able to recover swiftly.

The Blood Burial Duke had clearly realized this as well.

He watched warily as Lu Mingyuan approached him.

"What are you doing?!"

He didn’t know what Lu Mingyuan intended until the prince extended a palm and the vast Flesh and Blood Power began to drain continuously from his body.

"Stop!"

The Blood Burial Duke never imagined that the noble Crown Prince of Great Yan would actually practice such a demonic Cultivation Technique.