The Prince Can Do Divination

Chapter 228 - 172: Against Prince Jin, The Tables Have Turned, Setting a Trap for Lu Guangjing

Moreover, the Red-eyed Witch was a top-tier powerhouse. She had once failed in her bid to become the Saintess, an event that nearly shattered her Daoxin. However, through bizarre methods and immense willpower, she had learned to coexist with her Heart Demon.

Her demonic nature was profound. If she were in the Great Nether Sacred Country, she would likely be placed in a position of great importance, but in the Central Plains World, she could only hide in the shadows.

Therefore, even though Lu Guangjing thoroughly disapproved of her attire and murderous style, he was completely unable to control her.

Yet, she seemed quite fond of Lu Guangjing and had remained well-behaved. It appeared she had followed him of her own volition, and to date, she hadn’t made a single mistake.

She was the best candidate to replace the Shadow Scout.

It wasn’t just her. In fact, many Demonic Cultivators held Prince Jin in high regard. In their eyes, Lu Guangjing was a man of immense ambition and strategy, blessed with extraordinary talent—a fact no one could deny.

It was just that the Central Plains World offered little fertile ground for the Demon Dao, which made it appear as though Prince Jin’s influence was not expanding.

The Infinite Faction’s reputation resounded powerfully in the unseen underworld.

So, as long as the Red-eyed Witch didn’t cross his bottom line, Lu Guangjing could continue to indulge her.

The sword-carrying man knew Lu Guangjing’s feelings about the Red-eyed Witch were complicated, so he changed the subject. "Your Highness," he asked, "to what revolution have you condensed your Golden Core?"

"My Flesh Body and Divine Soul have both been tempered to the seventh revolution," Lu Guangjing said calmly. "With just two more revolutions, I can condense a Nine Revolutions Golden Core."

Confucian and Daoist Dual Cultivation had indeed granted Lu Guangjing immense power. However, the further he progressed, the more massive the resources each Realm required for Refinement.

The process of proving his Dao had undoubtedly become much more difficult.

A person without immense perseverance could never hope to achieve the Double Ninth Realm.

His Confucian Realm had regressed severely, so Lu Guangjing planned to focus on condensing his Daoist Golden Core before considering anything else.

Fortunately, with his extraordinary talent, he was a Cultivation genius to begin with. For him, condensation was a simple matter.

The sword-carrying man was visibly moved. "With Your Highness’s current strength," he said, "you absolutely rank first among all the Princes."

"Rankings are static, but people are dynamic."

Lu Guangjing’s eyes were exceptionally bright. He looked up at a Treasure Fruit growing on the Golden Tree above, a smile touching his lips. "If it could ripen a little faster," he said, "it should help me complete another revolution, bringing me one step closer to the Nine Revolutions Golden Core."

"The Wilderness Mini World is fraught with danger, but it’s also true that Opportunities abound. After all, it is a Grotto Heaven within the Wilderness."

The sword-carrying man said calmly, "Lu Yunqing carries a vast amount of Confucian Dao Fortune. If we kill him, it should at least help Your Highness break into the Tenth Realm."

Lu Guangjing nodded. "Lu Yunqing has changed a great deal; we cannot underestimate him. It’s no exaggeration for you to call him a formidable opponent. If we are to deal with him openly, we had best be cautious. When we make our move this time, we must crush him so completely that he can never recover. We absolutely cannot give him a chance to counterattack."

"As for the Sixth Prince, there’s been no sign of him. Don’t tell me he has already joined up with Lu Yunqing and the others."

The "Sixth Prince" Lu Guangjing spoke of was, of course, Lu Mingyuan.

He had not forgotten his past humiliation. The grudge he held against the Sixth Prince had never faded from his heart.

He would have his revenge sooner or later.

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At that moment, however, Lu Guangjing was unaware that Hidden Kill, the Fog Warrior from the Endless Pavilion, had already been discovered by Lu Mingyuan.

In Yingsha Ancient City, the battle between the experts of the Human Race and the Demon Monarchs of the Demon Race had reached a fever pitch.

With the prodigies of the major Dynasties holding the rear, Lu Mingyuan listened as his eighth brother, Lu Yunqing, explained the situation. He quickly guessed Lu Guangjing’s plan: to target Lu Yunqing.

He immediately began observing the Cultivators from the surrounding Immortal Influences, searching for anyone suspicious.

His *Recognizing People* ability allowed him to perceive the thoughts behind people’s expressions.

’I don’t believe Lu Guangjing could have executed such a flawless plan and orchestrated this Demon Race encirclement without a Cultivator from the Endless Pavilion lurking nearby.’

Having spent time in the Endless Pavilion himself, he knew Lu Guangjing’s methods all too well.

He knew his every move.

Sure enough.

Soon, on the city wall, Lu Mingyuan spotted a man in a black robe standing beside Lu Yunqing. The man’s mouth and nose were covered, his movements were traceless, and he didn’t emit the slightest aura.

’The assassins of the Endless Pavilion have one particularly distinct trait: they make themselves appear utterly inconspicuous, completely ordinary at first glance.’

’But placing such a person next to Lu Yunqing, ironically, made him stick out.’

’The Cultivators from prominent families and the Confucian Scholars from the Confucian Temple who usually surround him have extraordinary temperaments. You can tell at a glance that they hail from the Scholarly Families, their backgrounds anything but simple.’

’However, this man’s Cultivation was probably quite high.’

’Trying to expose him by myself would be risky, and it would reveal my own hand.’

’So I need to find another way.’

Lu Mingyuan scanned his surroundings, searching for the right person for the job. His gaze quickly locked onto a mature Immortal Lady holding a duster.

He walked over and immediately sent a voice transmission into her ear.

Sui Yuqing’s delicate brows lifted slightly, and an icy killing intent flashed in her crystalline eyes.

A nearby Daoist Cultivator from the academy looked startled and asked, "Fairy, what happened?"

Sui Yuqing said calmly, "Someone just told me they saw a Demon Race spy with suspicious movements nearby. It might be the one who leaked the Human Race Cultivators’ position in the first place."

Lu Mingyuan smiled faintly, remaining silent.

Of course, he hadn’t said that the man was one of the sinister Prince Jin’s subordinates, there to sabotage everyone.

Instead, what he had transmitted was that the man’s movements were strange, that he kept disappearing and reappearing, and posed the question: could he be a Demon Race spy?

That was enough to pique Sui Yuqing’s attention.

With Sui Yuqing now observing him, the spy from Prince Jin’s faction felt an immense, invisible pressure, unaware of who had locked onto him.

Her Divine Sense picked up that he was occasionally using a Communication Light Talisman, making it highly probable that he was, in fact, a Demon Race spy.

Sui Yuqing’s gaze darkened. She had long suspected that someone was secretly fanning the flames of the war between the Barbaric Beasts and the Human Race.

’The Daoist Cultivators from the academy can contact each other with Daoist Tokens. If our movements hadn’t been leaked so quickly, how could the Demon Race army have possibly surrounded Yingsha Ancient City?’

’I had planned to gather the Human Race’s experts here to make a stand and set up an Array, but the Demon Race breached it so quickly that the ancient city has lost its strategic value.’

’Now that their leader has given the order, an endless stream of Demon Race armies will surely besiege this place, keeping the Human Race’s experts on the back foot.’

’Even if we can defeat these four Demon Monarchs, actually killing them is next to impossible.’

’Every being at the Twelfth Realm is incredibly difficult to kill.’

’I failed to stop that Dragon Monarch before.’

’If they can’t win, they can certainly escape.’

The appearance of this Demon Race spy undoubtedly confirmed her suspicions.

Sui Yuqing gathered the various Cultivators from the Daoist Academy. She assigned tasks to each of them, setting a trap to kill the Demon Race spy and ensure he could not escape. Since Xu Changqing had previously granted her temporary command authority as the acting Vice Mountain Master, she had no problem ordering them about.

When Hidden Kill finally acted alone, a group of Cultivators invisibly closed in on him.

Having infiltrated major Sects for many years, Hidden Kill had a keen nose for danger. He quickly picked up on the subtle clues and realized that Cultivators from the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy were approaching, forming Palm Seals to lay a Grand Array.

RUMBLE!

Inside the Array, lightning flashed and thunder roared. It was the Celestial Master’s Mansion’s Thunder Suppression and Dragon Trapping Array. One Divine Technique after another erupted, completely enveloping Hidden Kill.

By the time Hidden Kill broke through the Array and escaped, he was already severely injured.

His entire body was charred black, without a single patch of intact flesh to be seen. He looked like a piece of humanoid charcoal.

Sui Yuqing emerged from a corner of the Array, sneering. "My Killing Array can trap even a True Monarch. I didn’t expect you to escape. You’ve got some skill."

"Damn it!"

Hidden Kill shot her a glare as his body disintegrated into a black mist and plunged into the earth.

The barrage of Magic cast by the Cultivators hit nothing but empty air.

"Proficient in Escape Techniques? To abandon his Flesh Body and flee with just his Yin Spirit... that’s ruthless."

Surprise flashed in Sui Yuqing’s eyes. She then threw out her duster, sending a single, snow-white whisker flying after him. An invisible Divination Power swiftly locked onto his position.

"Now I’m really curious to see who’s pulling your strings."

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