Li Chengqian nodded slowly.
"Smart choice. You actually chose Hong Yi's cultivation technique."
Without the slightest hesitation, Li Chengqian tapped Li Haoran between the brows, transmitting the Past Maitreya Sutra into his mind. Only then did he say, "From today onward, remember this: you must cultivate this technique diligently."
"I look forward to the day you can help me."
"Stay here and cultivate for a while. I'm going to the imperial palace to see my father."
Seeing that Li Haoran had no objections, Li Chengqian gave the Eastern Palace staff some instructions, then flew straight out of the Eastern Palace toward the nearby imperial palace.
As for Li Haoran, he was still utterly bewildered.
His brain felt a little scrambled.
After all, what had happened today had delivered one hell of a shock.
He had already been in this world for five years since his rebirth. To rise in the world, he had made all sorts of preparations, particularly concerning the Tang Dynasty's history, the personalities of its various figures, the potentially fatal situations he might face, and the major crises the Tang Dynasty would encounter, such as locust plagues...
He had also prepared basic medical knowledge, techniques for making glass and cement, growing greenhouse vegetables, and so on...
Li Haoran had prepared thoroughly. All he had been waiting for was an opportunity to soar into the sky.
At last, that opportunity had come.
He had met Li Chengqian.
Granted, Li Haoran knew perfectly well that Li Chengqian had ultimately failed to claim the throne, leaving the prize to the ninth prince, Li Zhi, instead.
But he believed that, as long as the current Li Chengqian had not yet been driven mad by Li Shimin, he had countless ways to help Li Chengqian seize the throne in the end.
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