The Prince Has Designs on Yun Qingyang

After a long while, the golden light dissipated, and everyone opened their eyes, instinctively looking towards the Bookstore entrance.

Gongsun Qiong stood there quietly, a smile on her face.

"President, have you become a saint?!" Zhao Xiaodao ran up to Gongsun Qiong in the crowd with a look of surprise and asked.

Upon hearing Zhao Xiaodao's words, the surrounding cultivators revealed a complex mix of emotions and anticipation in their eyes; Gongsun Qiong's temperament had truly changed, and her aura was completely undetectable, so no one could tell whether her cultivation had increased or whether she was still without any cultivation as before.

However, everyone knew one thing: last time, the God of War of Yan State, Luan Feng, had Transcendent to Saint and entered sainthood after fully comprehending the Yellow Quality book "The Art of War"; while this time, President Gongsun had comprehended an Epic-grade- quality book!

Therefore, changes are inevitable, and the gains will certainly be greater than those obtained by Luan Feng last time.

To become a saint! Perhaps that's the most basic thing.

After hearing Zhao Xiaodao's words, Gongsun Qiong examined himself, shook his head, and laughed, "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you; it seems I still don't have any cultivation."

Upon hearing Gongsun Qiong's words, the surrounding cultivators all showed expressions of disbelief. Although they didn't know what benefits Epic-grade- quality books could bring, everyone could see that Gongsun Qiong's aura had changed. To say that Gongsun Qiong hadn't received an increase in cultivation was something they really couldn't believe.

Zhao Xiaodao was also somewhat puzzled, but before he could ask any questions, Gongsun Qiong Zhao Xiaodao his hand and said, "However, I do feel that I have changed a bit. Let's go back and talk about it."

Zhao Xiaodao glanced at the cultivators around him before nodding, "Alright, let's go back first."

Upon hearing that Gongsun Qiong refused to reveal what benefits he had gained, the crowd immediately became unhappy and shouted:

"President Gongsun, just tell us, what exactly did you gain from that Epic-grade- quality book?"

"That's right, President Gongsun. Everyone's just curious, no one means anything by it. Just tell them."

"That's right, President Gongsun..."

Everyone was incredibly interested in what benefits Gongsun Qiong had gained from the book! Driven by this fervor, tens of thousands of cultivators began to jeer.

Seeing this, Gongsun Qiong had no choice but to stop. Looking at the cultivators around him, he said loudly, "I'm truly sorry. It's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that I don't understand it myself. I promise you all, once I figure everything out, I will announce it. I hope you can understand."

After Gongsun Qiong finished speaking, she ignored them and prepared to leave the Bookstore under the escort of Zhao Xiaodao and Chu Hongyuan, who had arrived at the scene.

Seeing this, everyone knew there was no hope, and they could only shake their heads and sigh.

At this moment, the Fourth Prince Chu Liuxiang and the Thirteenth Prince, who had been watching from the sidelines, blocked Gongsun Qiong's path.

"Congratulations, President Gongsun." Fourth Prince Chu Liuxiang clasped his hands in greeting and said with a friendly expression.

When Gongsun Qiong saw Chu Liuxiang blocking her way, she frowned slightly and asked, "What is the meaning of this, Fourth Prince?"

After Gongsun Qiong finished speaking, she glanced at the Thirteenth Prince Chu Huaixiang.

Chu Liuxiang chuckled and said, "This prince has no intention of offending you. I have come to Dubian Town on the orders of my father to invite President Gongsun to the capital for a state banquet."

It was already mid-May, and the Chu Kingdom's once-every-five-years state banquet was about to begin. It was said that the important figures from the other four kingdoms were already on their way and would arrive in the Chu Kingdom soon.

Gongsun Qiong shook his head and said, "I'm truly sorry, the Chamber of Commerce is very busy with official duties, and I'm afraid I won't have time to attend the state banquet. Please ask the Fourth Prince to convey my apologies to King Chu Heng."

Chu Liuxiang's smile vanished instantly. He looked at Gongsun Qiong and said, "What official business is more important than a state banquet? If you don't go, Father will be angry."

Gongsun Qiong bowed to Chu Liuxiang and said, "I'm sorry, I can't go."

After saying that, Gongsun Qiong walked straight past Chu Liuxiang and left, with Zhao Xiaodao and Chu Hongyuan following closely behind.

Chu Liuxiang watched Gongsun Qiong's departing figure and fell into deep thought.

"I told you, President Gongsun won't be attending the state banquet," Chu Huaixiang said with a shrug.

Chu Liuxiang sneered, turned to look at the Mysterious Bookstore, and said, "Is it because of the Pokémon Championship that the Mysterious Bookstore is about to host? They're really bold, daring to hold an event privately during a state banquet. They're simply disregarding the laws of the Chu Kingdom."

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixiang also looked towards the Mysterious Bookstore, a strange light appearing in her eyes.

"I wonder what that aloof girl is up to."

Since Zhang Yunji left, Zhang Yunji has been in charge of the Bookstore's daily operations. Yun Qingyang hasn't appeared at the Bookstore for several days, so much so that it's now difficult for everyone to see her.

However, just as Chu Huaixiang was feeling nostalgic for Yun Qingyang, a black shadow suddenly hopped out of the Bookstore. Chu Huaixiang looked closely and realized it was Yun Qingyang. Her face lit up with joy, and she stepped forward to stop Yun Qingyang.

Yun Qingyang was stopped and stopped abruptly, looking coldly at Chu Huaixiang.

"Girl, we meet again." Chu Huaixiang's tone carried a hint of joy.

"Get out," Yun Qingyang said coldly.

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixiang was not angry at all; in fact, he was quite pleased. He liked Yun Qingyang's unruly personality.

"Girl..."

"Bang~"

Before Chu Huaixiang could finish speaking, she was sent flying like a cannonball.

"Your Highness!" Chu Qiao exclaimed in shock, Splash to grab Chu Huaixiang.

The moment Chu Qiao grabbed Chu Huaixiang's leg, she felt a powerful force surge through her hand, instantly sending him flying.

"Boom~"

The two flew fifty meters away together, and everyone in their path avoided them before they crashed into the ground.

The surrounding cultivators gasped in shock. This was a prince of the Chu Kingdom! Although Yun Qingyang was Saint, this was far too disrespectful to the Chu Kingdom family.

Even the Fourth Prince, Chu Liuxiang, had a gloomy expression. Although he didn't like Chu Huaixiang, they were still family. When they went out, they represented the dignity of the Chu Kingdom family. They shared the same fate. Yun Qingyang's actions not only Chu Huaixiang but also Chu Liuxiang!

However, he could only stand there with a gloomy face, not daring to utter any harsh words in front of Yun Qingyang, who had the cultivation of Spirit Saint.

Yun Qingyang didn't care about anything else. She sent Chu Huaixiang Yun Qingyang and rushed into the crowd, scaring the surrounding cultivators into running around in all directions.

"Ma Feifei, come quick, come quick!"

Then, Yun Qingyang pulled the disguised Ma Feifei out of the crowd.

"You've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not Ma Feifei, I'm Ma Xiaotiao." A strikingly handsome man in white appeared little by little in the crowd, pulled along by Yun Qingyang.

"Whoosh~" Yun Qingyang blew a breath at Ma Feifei's disguise mask disappeared instantly, revealing his original appearance.

"Are you crazy? Have you lost your mind? Can't you see that you've already attracted everyone's hatred? Why are you dragging me out at a time like this? Huh! What for! Do you think Laozi 'm living too comfortably?" Seeing that he had revealed his true colors, Ma Feifei no longer cared about the strange looks from others and started cursing at Yun Qingyang.

Yun Qingyang wasn't angry. He looked at Ma Feifei with a grin, his eyes narrowing into crescent moons, and said, "The betting game is over, time to divide the spoils."