Chapter 112
The man's mind went blank for a moment as a surge of Blood Fiend Energy rushed into his body, wreaking havoc without restraint.
In the blink of an eye, his Dantian was like a punctured ball, his spiritual energy dissipating.
All of this happened in an instant, without even being noticed by those around him, or even by himself, before he had completely lost his cultivation.
When he realized what had happened, he found that he had lost all his cultivation, vomited blood on the spot, and fainted.
And no one noticed any of this.
The Second Prince's lips curled into a cruel smile. Today, he would use the blood of a genius to declare who the true master of this land was!
His gaze shifted to Xiao Minghuang, who was walking from another direction, and a sinister smirk appeared on his lips.
"Princess Ziwei... Humph!"
Sensing the cold gaze, Xiao Minghuang's eyes remained calm and still. She naturally realized that it was the Second Prince watching her.
Her pupils flashed with golden light, and she looked back without fear.
Their gazes met in mid-air, and the air seemed to freeze, as if an earth-shattering battle was about to erupt.
The Second Prince curled his lips into a cold smile, withdrew his gaze, and continued walking forward.
Xiao Minghuang's gaze calmed down, and the car stopped at the entrance of the Training Ground.
She got out of the car.
Ye, Lin, and Xu Xiuer stood up.
Xiao Minghuang's gaze swept over the three women, and she could tell what they wanted to say from their eyes.
Lin Wanqiu was very confident in her abilities and believed that she was sure to win.
Ye Ruoshui didn't care much about winning or losing; she just wanted to be safe.
As expected.
"Your Highness, the Second Prince's talent, resources, and strength are all inferior to Your Highness's. In this battle, Your Highness will surely win!"
A strange light flashed in Lin Wanqiu's eyes. After half a year of development, the gap in strength between them and the Second Prince's Group had almost been reversed, and the roles of offense and defense had completely changed.
Xiao Minghuang nodded and smiled:
"Wanqiu is right, I will win this battle!"
Ye Ruoshui stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around her slender waist, and whispered softly in her ear:
"Your Highness, you must take good care of yourself!"
Xiao Minghuang gently hugged Ye Ruoshui, then leaned close to her ear and whispered:
"Ruoshui n't worry, Ruoshui, your sister will be fine."
Xiao Minghuang gently kissed Ye Ruoshui on the corner of her mouth, then released her.
Her last gaze fell on Xu Xiuer.
She could sense the strongest emotions in this girl, completely different from those of Ye and Lin.
Envious!
For Xu Xiuer, who was born with a weak constitution.
Princess Ziwei is like the brightest star in the night sky.
She was but a tiny speck of dust in the boundless, cold, and dark universe.
The gap between the two cannot be measured in words or numbers.
Xiao Minghuang didn't know how to comfort her, but he thought that if he obtained a spiritual medicine that could improve talent in the future, he would do his best to help Xu Xiuer improve her talent.
She sighed inwardly, turned around, and strode towards the Training Ground.
"Go, Your Highness!"
Ye Ruoshui waved her fist and shouted behind her.
On the Training Ground.
The Second Prince had been waiting for a long time.
Upon seeing Xiao Minghuang, he felt a surge of resentment.
"Hmph! I should have sent more assassins back in Beiyang City, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up having to rely on evil cultivators!"
The Second Prince roared inwardly, while a cold smile played on his face.
Xiao Minghuang arrived at the Training Ground and stood still.
On the high platform, the Emperor Xia's gaze swept over the two of them.
When he saw Xiao Minghuang, his face was full of relief.
With such a gem in its rough, the Great Xia is destined for great prosperity!
Looking at the Second Prince again, his brows furrowed slightly.
"He actually broke through to the Seventh Level of the Spring Gushing Realm in just a few days?"
It should be noted that Princess Ziwei broke through several minor realms in succession last night, and this was done in front of almost the entire population of the capital, without any exaggeration.
But how did the Second Prince suddenly break through to the seventh level of the Spring Gushing Realm without making a sound?
Could it be...?
As he pondered, Emperor Xia surveyed the Training Ground, but did not see that familiar figure.
"Wang Jin, have you seen King Wu'an?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Jin glanced around and respectfully said:
"Your Majesty, this old servant has not seen King Wu'an either. Perhaps he has urgent business and will arrive later."
Emperor Xia's face was somber as he said:
"The King Wu'an has given his only granddaughter to Little Nine. Does he intend to put all his eggs in one basket?"
"Is that good-for-nothing Second Prince really that worth it?"
Upon hearing this, Wang Jin became even more respectful, even holding his breath.
After a moment, Emperor Xia sighed softly and said:
"Very well, since King Wu'an has made his choice, there's nothing more I can say... You shall preside over today's competition. I'm tired and need to rest for a while."
Upon hearing this, Wang Jin respectfully replied:
"This old servant obeys the decree!"
The Emperor Xia's face showed a hint of disappointment. He and the King Wu'an were close friends in their youth, traveling together and entrusting each other with their backs when facing life-or-death situations.
He didn't want to see King Wu'an hang himself on the crooked tree of the Second Prince, but if King Wu'an really made that choice...
Then he has no choice but to respect it.
The strong are destined to be lonely. Almost all of his contemporaries are dead, leaving only him, King Wu'an, and Wang Jin. He doesn't want to see his friends go astray.
But as the emperor of the Great Xia, he could not act on emotion. If the King Wu'an was truly determined to protect the Second Prince at all costs, he could only take action with tears in his eyes and clear the obstacles for the successor.
But at that very moment...
A sound of something cutting through the air rang out.
A burly figure sped towards them.
130. My cousin Xue Wushang has the bearing of True Lord!
The figure moved with incredible speed, arriving at the Training Ground in an instant.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
King Wu'an stood still, bowed slightly, and looked no different from usual.
No need for formalities.
Emperor Xia nodded, and without the slightest hesitation, asked directly:
"In today's competition, who do you think is more likely to win the final victory?"
Upon hearing this, the King Wu'an was also surprised that the Emperor Xia would ask such a question. He thought for a moment and replied:
"We'll only know after we've competed."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xia did not press further, but simply smiled faintly.
Upon seeing the arrival of King Wu'an, Xu Xiuer turned her gaze over and softly called out.
She wasn't far from King Wu'an, and with her Divine Sea Realm cultivation, she could naturally hear everything clearly, but she received no response whatsoever.
King Wu'an gazed into the distance toward the Training Ground, his eyes fixed on the Second Prince, seemingly extremely focused.
Xu Xiuer vaguely sensed a hint of unfamiliarity from her grandfather.
She frowned, thinking to herself, "It's only been a few days, but Grandpa seems distant towards me..."
But now that the grand competition is about to begin, it's normal that King Wu'an would be focused on the competition and wouldn't have noticed her.
Xu Xiuer stopped worrying about the King Wu'an's reaction and focused her attention on the Training Ground.
At the same time.
On the vast Training Ground.
Xiao Minghuang wore a light red dress, her skin was as white as snow, crystal clear and radiant, shining brightly in the sunlight, as hot and scorching as a blazing sun.
She stood there, her eyes slightly closed, her whole being as calm as still water, like a bottomless abyss, or a boundless ocean.
Not far away.
The Second Prince also stood with his hands at his sides, his gaze fixed on Xiao Minghuang, a sinister smile playing on his lips.
"Hmph! Today, I, the prince, will make sure you die a horrible death!"
Although the competition stipulated that no one should kill, in the heat of battle, someone might lose control and accidentally kill Xiao Minghuang. Even if Emperor Xia was displeased, he would not punish the future Crown Prince for the sake of a dead person.
Therefore, he not only intends to kill today, but he also wants to be swift and decisive, making a killing move from the very first strike!
Off the field.
Countless people whispered among themselves.
"Everyone says Princess Ziwei is exceptionally talented, defeating two geniuses who had already grasped the essence of power. But seeing her today, she seems to be just a pretty young girl. What's so surprising about that?"
At this moment, a young man dressed in a golden robe spoke up.
"In my opinion, Princess Ziwei is far inferior to our Dragon Tiger Sect's senior brother Xue Wushang!"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at him.
The boy's face was full of disdain, his arrogant demeanor and unruly air about him.
"This guy's from the Dragon Tiger Sect? Is he out of his mind?"
Someone whispered a mocking remark.
"That's not necessarily true. The Xue Wushang he mentioned is the eldest disciple of the Dragon Tiger Sect, rumored to possess a Xuan-rank Five Elements Spiritual Root, and of a higher rank than Princess Ziwei."
"Being in a sect and having access to better resources, it's not surprising that he's stronger than Princess Ziwei... But this young man's words are rather strange. Xue Wushang is indeed very strong, but what does that have to do with him?"
The boy seemed to have heard the crowd's conversation, and immediately puffed out his chest and shouted loudly:
"My cousin Xue Wushang has the potential to become True Lord! He's a super genius who will challenge the Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect in the future. What is a mere Princess Ziwei compared to him?"
Upon hearing this, everyone gasped in shock.
"This person suffers from a brain disease; do not speak to him, lest you be caught in the crossfire!"
Some people asked curiously:
"Brother! I've only heard of the Nascent Soul True Person. What realm is this True Lord? And how does he compare to the True Person Immortal?"
"You don't even know this? Above the Nascent Soul True Person is the Nascent Soul True Lord. It's rumored that Sheng Bailan, the current Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect, is the most promising candidate to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm in the Southern Border in the past ten thousand years."
"I see. So, Xue Wushang is also a super genius comparable to the Sect Master of the Spirit Sword Sect."
The chaotic whispers outside the Training Ground were immediately crushed and vanished by the heavy atmosphere, unable to reach Xiao Minghuang's ears.