I Don't Agree to the Terms

Chapter 886 469: At Least Plot Behind Their Backs

"But you can't leave your mother's murder unavenged, can you? Can you bear the person who killed her becoming the Empress Dowager and replacing your son as Emperor?" Zhao Jiyu could only resort to using his magical item.

"Indeed, I definitely can't tolerate this matter." Qing Feng added, agreeing with Zhao Jiyu's words. If it weren't for the other party's scheming, Ming Yue would have been the Imperial Grandson by now.

"You go kill her?" Ming Yue rolled his eyes.

"Let's trick Little White out while Master is cooking and have it do a charge trample combo. Guarantee this Eldest Prince Consort will turn into Fei Jiang." Qing Feng thought this was a small issue.

"Can you be serious? If Little White finds out, it'll chew our hair. Are you planning to have an adult hairstyle prematurely?" Ming Yue was speechless, unable to pull off the Mediterranean hairstyle.

"If that doesn't work, we could wing it and get the Azure Dragon to shoot from afar, flattening the entire place where the Eldest Prince lives. If he's still alive, hit him again." Qing Feng expressed no problem with this.

Their conversation made Zhao Jiyu break into a cold sweat, feeling like things weren't developing right.

Why resort to direct violence? Weren't they supposed to go back to Shengjing with him?

"Such a commotion would be intercepted. Besides, the Azure Dragon isn't stupid; it won't fire wherever you say. I think it's better to steal a Ginsengfruit from the backyard and secretly have Little White deliver it." Ming Yue pondered, thinking the Azure Dragon wouldn't autonomously attack without Gu Shanhai's instructions.

Instead, the use of the Ginsengfruit is more effective.

Qing Feng and Ming Yue had seen what Ginsengfruit was like—a group of muscular men, and if you wanted to eat it after picking, you had to win a fight first; otherwise, you might be eaten by the Ginsengfruit.

Zhao Jiyu didn't understand what the Ginsengfruit was, but it sounded like a trap.

"This isn't right. After all, the Eldest Prince Consort is your stepmother..." Zhao Jiyu tried to use etiquette to dissuade Ming Yue.

"What's wrong with it? I'm not familiar with her or even you." Ming Yue didn't care about such sentiments; he chose the fastest way to solve problems, refusing to be a pawn in others' plans.

"No, no, this matter needs more discussion." Zhao Jiyu came to play power games, not engage in violence. He could handle killing himself; he didn't need them.

"Alright, you tell me." Ming Yue directly pointed out, demanding Zhao Jiyu to propose a solution if more discussion was needed.

"This matter requires a bit more planning and some careful thought." Zhao Jiyu implied he had no good solutions at the moment.

"Then I'll listen to you." Ming Yue nodded.

Hearing this, Zhao Jiyu felt a surge of joy, thinking the matter was settled, and Ming Yue said he'd listen, meaning they would head down together.

"Since you're here, it's awkward to chase you away; let's have lunch together before you leave. Let the Azure Dragon cook for you; it has received the true teachings from my master." Ming Yue had no intention of leaving with them.

Not even if his loved ones were still alive.

Going back would mean constant scheming and plotting. It's better to stay at Wuzhuang Temple and watch Qing Feng and Gu Shanhai banter with each other every day.

Zhao Jiyu's initial joy quickly cooled, realizing Ming Yue had no plans to return.

Still somewhat unwilling, he would have to try persuading again later.

"Lunch time is approaching; if we don't hurry, Little White will eat all the food." Qing Feng reminded.

"Crap, let's go!" Ming Yue quickly reacted, calling out to everyone and heading towards the kitchen.

Zhao Jiyu could only follow along to the kitchen, which was quite simple, but he saw a deer holding a ladle with its front right hoof and a large basin with its front left hoof, crazily stuffing food into its mouth.

"Master, you started without calling me." Qing Feng complained, serving himself some food and eating without hesitation.

Ming Yue invited the Azure Dragon to whip up some lunch for the others.

The Azure Dragon didn't say much, slowly floating to the stove and starting to spew Dragon Breath.

"Hello, Senior. I apologize for the intrusion." Zhao Jiyu noticed the plain-looking Gu Shanhai, who didn't emit any special aura. He wasn't foolish though; given the situation in the temple, treating Gu Shanhai as an ordinary person would be idiotic. Better to focus on dealing with his intellectual challenges than strive for the throne.

"Alright, sit down. We don't have many rules here." Gu Shanhai didn't mind these few visitors.

"Master, here's how things are..." Ming Yue explained the situation while eating.

"What's your take?" Gu Shanhai asked.

"I'll watch while sitting." Ming Yue replied directly.

"Why not watch lying down?" Gu Shanhai retorted.

"I can only do that during nap time later. I can't lie down while eating; sitting and eating are the only choices." Ming Yue remarked, implying he couldn't eat while lying down.

"Just eat, say less; Little White is about to enter its second form." Qing Feng reminded.

Little White suddenly erupted in flames, and its fur turned golden.

"Is this necessary just to eat a meal?" Ming Yue was speechless.

"Ooh!" Little White showed off its cultivation technique.

"Super Saiyan Deer version, a bit lame though. I'll tweak it later." Gu Shanhai explained, having modified the cultivation technique using the "Xuantian Treasure Record" for Little White, currently in the trial phase. Though it couldn't transform, there was a change in color and a flame effect like Super Saiyan transformation, but it mostly lacked practical impact.

After a chaotic stretch, the meal was finally finished.

Meanwhile, Zhao Jiyu had just started on the three dishes and a soup prepared by the Azure Dragon.

Initially skeptical, the taste washed over him, bringing an inexplicable soul-cleansing sensation, even melting away his former bottlenecks.

'No wonder this is where God Demons reside; the food eaten is extraordinary, far surpassing what my father consumes.' Zhao Jiyu realized his pathway to Unity of Heaven and Man would have no more barriers, requiring only retreat and accumulation to seamlessly break through.

All because of a single meal, and it was only made by the Azure Dragon. If he were to eat what's made by Gu Shanhai like Qing Feng and Ming Yue, the effects would be astronomical.

After finishing, Zhao Jiyu stood up again, respectfully speaking to Gu Shanhai, "Having heard the affairs of this humble prince, I wonder if Senior has any plans for Ming Yue."

"No plans. If he wants to go, he can go; if not, it's fine. I don't insist." Ever since Gu Shanhai transformed his race into a world, his need for resources dramatically decreased. His power was no longer built on accumulating resources but through qualitative improvements driven by knowledge.

So, he didn't particularly need any powerful forces.

Currently, his interest lay in two areas: one being God Demons, and the other being the realm they inhabited.

In Zhao Jiyu's ears, it meant that if he could persuade Ming Yue, there would be no hindrance.

"His plans are too troublesome; Master, you could remotely crush them with a giant handprint." Ming Yue suggested kindly.

"Not feasible; that kind of ability is reserved for villains. I'm a noble character, and using it would mean a shift in alignment." Gu Shanhai replied solemnly.

"Master, you didn't say that when you were bending the rules before." Qing Feng retorted.

"Going is also an option, or else lend me Little White." Ming Yue mused, sensing Gu Shanhai might be encouraging them to head out for practice.

"If you can persuade Little White to go with you, I'm fine with it." Gu Shanhai noted Ming Yue was particularly sharp, quickly picking up on Gu Shanhai's hint.

"Deal!" Ming Yue said without hesitation. Tricking the Azure Dragon might be challenging, but coaxing Little White was a piece of cake.