Each with Their Own Calculations (Please Support with Subscriptions and Monthly Votes; Things Have Been Bleak Lately)

Beneath the Clouds.

Facing the gathered Third Realm cultivators, Hong Ze could not have been more humble.

In response to Yulian's mockingly phrased question, he still answered with an ingratiating smile, "So long as True Monarch Changqing nods, every cultivator under the Seventh Prince will follow your lead. Yue Ziyu will naturally be no concern."

"You have calculated this well. If so, the Third Prince's pressure will all fall upon us." Daoist Yuanzheng said this after noticing Wang Ping's interest. His words carried the intent of bargaining.

Hong Ze cupped his hands. "That is not so. The Third Prince has committed a fatal mistake!"

Looking at Wang Ping, he said, "The struggle between our Seventh Prince and the Third Prince was originally an internal conflict within Linshui Prefecture. Yet the Third Prince has joined forces with outside powers to encircle and suppress us. That is undoubtedly a grave taboo, for Linshui Prefecture has more than just two princes."

The moment he said this, everyone was slightly taken aback.

Li Miaolin's eyes shone with excitement. "Did you plot this out long ago? How interesting."

"No!"

Hong Ze denied it firmly and explained, "Our Seventh Prince has yielded to the Third Prince several times, yet he continued to press us relentlessly. Now he has even joined forces with outsiders to encircle and suppress our cultivation grounds."

Ying Qing pressed one palm against the other and looked at Hong Ze. "So now you have become the victims..."

He did not speak the curse that followed.

What the Seventh Prince had done had been spread by the Third Prince's disciples shortly after the Capital City incident ended. They had done so to win public support for their actions against the Seventh Prince.

Unfortunately, many things could not withstand the erosion of time. Who still