"Junior Brother Luo, I'll come find you soon. You'd better still be alive by then." Lu Xiaotian's gaze turned cold. Once he collected the Primordial Spirit essences and blood essences of some more high-tier Demon Cultivators, he would be able to enter the Spirit Ruins Secret Realm again.
"Master, come quickly! Yu Xiaoqiao and Xiang Hua have run into a tough opponent. This person is stronger than I am and holds a higher position. He's taken a fancy to Xiao Qiao, and even I can't stop him." Lu Xiaotian was pondering what to do next when he suddenly heard Yu Ya's voice coming through the Heart-Link Conch.
"What's his background?" Lu Xiaotian asked with a frown.
"He's one generation senior to the current emperor, and he's also a prince with a royal title. He was enfeoffed as Prince Ze. He's at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage, lecherous, and ill-tempered. He doesn't abide by propriety or law. I'm afraid I'll suffer quite a bit at his hands, Master. Hurry."
Even from her voice alone, it was clear that Yu Ya wasn't in good shape. Otherwise, a Nascent Soul Cultivator wouldn't be panting so heavily. She was obviously fighting someone.
"I'm on my way." Lu Xiaotian's gaze turned cold. The Xiang royal family had passed down its lineage for so many years, and there were countless princes. When something became plentiful, it became less precious; people were no different. Once the royal family grew large, its members' status naturally lost some of its luster. So long as no one was killed, even here in Xiangdu, strength usually carried the day.
Meanwhile, as Lu Xiaotian raced toward the site of the conflict, the situation there was deteriorating far beyond what he imagined.
Above a maple grove, a luxurious carriage drawn by three white