The Prince Can Do Divination

Chapter 200 - 161: Sudden Accident, Shattered Space, the Oppressive Presence of the Wilderness Great Demon

The tremors quickly subsided.

Lu Mingyuan’s gaze shifted to the open ground below the city wall. Only then did he notice that the tall Pig Demon’s right arm was gushing crimson blood. It had clearly been severed. The demon had smashed its left fist into the ground, creating a shattered crater and causing the tremors.

The Prince of Great Wu lay in the crater, unconscious and drenched in blood.

Before long, the tall Pig Demon’s breathing grew heavy, its scarlet eyes revealing a bloodthirsty excitement. Blood coiled around its right arm, and the tissue regenerated into a brand new limb, just like a lizard regrowing its tail.

It clearly had no intention of giving the Prince a chance to breathe, smashing its newly restored right arm down again for a vicious finishing blow!

Whispers could be heard from the surrounding crowd.

"The Second Prince of Great Wu’s strength isn’t all that impressive."

"Yeah, and I heard the Great Wu Dynasty specializes in training Martial Artists, that they’re full of them, and that they have the most cultivators who can leap the Dragon Gate out of all the nations."

"Looking at him now, it seems they’re nothing special."

Just as the Second Prince of Great Wu was about to be killed, it was clear the people on the high platform would not stand idly by.

WHOOSH!

A sound of something tearing through the air rang out.

A large, red cloak unfurled in the sky above the Trial Arena, wrapping around the tall Pig Demon’s arm and preventing it from striking.

An armored man with sharp features and an extraordinary bearing acted in an instant. His figure vanished from the city wall and his fist slammed down—BANG!—obliterating the tall Pig Demon’s head like a bursting watermelon, its juices splattering everywhere.

"You disgraceful thing!"

The sharp-featured man in armor cursed at the disappointing Prince of Great Wu, lecturing him sternly:

"On the battlefield, how can you underestimate the enemy? These members of the Demon Race will sacrifice their own limbs just to tear a chunk of flesh off you!"

"I’m sorry, Imperial Brother... I have brought shame upon Great Wu." The Prince of Great Wu struggled weakly to his feet, knelt on one knee, and cupped his fist, his face filled with shame.

He was the Second Prince of Great Wu. The man who had just intervened was his elder brother, the Grand General of Great Wu and the Emperor’s Eldest Legitimate Son.

A Seven Realms Grandmaster.

’His talent isn’t bad.’

’He can open Three Thousand Acupoints, making his strength comparable to Huo Hongling’s.’

Lu Mingyuan’s eyes were fixed on this Eldest Prince of the Wu Dynasty. With a single glance, he could discern the level of the Primordial Qi fluctuations that had erupted from his strike.

He looked at the Pig Demon’s corpse but felt something was off about it. It had been much stronger than normal, as if it felt no pain.

He then turned to look at the three National Preceptors and noticed their expressions weren’t pleasant. Although they were trying to hide their grimness, he still caught a hint of it.

’It seems the Yunhu National Preceptor is quite eager for the Demon Race to win.’

The middle-aged Daoist from the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy stood in the air and announced in a deep voice, "What you just saw was the first stage of the Demon Slaying Conference. Those who wish to participate, take a step forward. It is not too late to withdraw now. Once the conference officially begins, there will be no more opportunities for others to intervene. Spectators will be moved to Changle Palace to watch the event."

"Furthermore, to celebrate the three hundred and seventieth anniversary of Great Yan’s founding, the top seven participants in this Demon Slaying Conference will receive seven Innate Treasures from the Great Yan Dynasty’s national treasury."

"The Treasures are precious, but I urge you all to act within your capabilities."

Lu Mingyuan had thought the experience of the Second Prince of Great Wu would deter many people.

Unexpectedly, almost no one withdrew. The few who did were from some of the Sea Island Countries.

Many people were warming up, preparing to enter the arena.

At the same time, a large group of the Demon Race appeared below the city wall, though they were all just low-level minions with weak Realms.

"Sixth Brother, aren’t you participating?"

Lu Yunqing had already taken off his Cyan Python Robe and changed into a lightweight Confucian Shirt. His brilliant Soft Jade Hair Crown had been replaced with a simple hemp rope. He clearly intended to make a dazzling showing at the conference.

Besides cultivating the Confucian Dao, he was also a Sword Cultivator, not just a pure scholar.

"My Cultivation is low. I won’t be participating."

Lu Mingyuan gave a polite smile and quietly moved to the back of the crowd.

Lu Yunqing nodded in understanding, then leaped down. Literary Qi surged around him, suspending his body in mid-air. His Lifebound Treasure was a snow-white Wolf Hair Brush.

He also wore a sword at his waist. Lu Mingyuan guessed it must be the Confucian Temple’s famous Gentleman’s Sword. Only outstanding scholars who graduated from the three great Academies would be granted one by the Confucian Temple to display their status. It showed that the owner’s time at the Confucian Temple was not wasted and signified their nobility in the Mortal World.

’In any case, this younger brother of his truly had a ton of Magical Treasures, including life-saving items bestowed by Saints.’

Besides Lu Yunqing, King Chu, Prince Langya, and Prince Jin all joined the conference as well. It seemed they also wanted to show off.

Those who were about to enter the arena were filled with anticipation. Those who weren’t would be teleported back to Changle Palace, where the situation in the Trial Arena would be broadcast in real-time in the center of the main hall.

Using the Taoist Sect’s "Water Curtain Painting" Divine Technique, they could display multiple scenes at once.

Lu Mingyuan also discovered that he wasn’t the only one holding back.

Prince Jiangling, Lu Yunhuang, had also not joined the Demon Slaying Conference.

’It made sense, though. This conference was mainly for entertainment, a bit of fun. It wasn’t worth risking one’s life. Acting within one’s capabilities was crucial.’

’Besides, the Turtle Shell Divination had already indicated that this Demon Slaying Conference would be dangerous. All the more reason for him not to wade into these muddy waters.’

’He just didn’t know what form this ’alliance with the Taoist Sect’ would take.’

To prevent any accidents, Lu Mingyuan recalled all of his hundred-plus Blood Shadow Legion members in advance.

He also checked on his three Celestial Word Avatars, took stock of the Talismans he’d purchased for dealing with Ghosts and Demons, and reviewed the Buddhist True Words Scripture for their salvation, ensuring he had it memorized.

"You two leaders of the Taoist Sect, what is the meaning of this? Is this how Great Yan treats its honored guests?"