The Prince Can Do Divination

Chapter 409 - 253: The Former Prince of the Cold Palace Will Shatter Your Dragon Throne: Lu Mingyuan, Lord of the Eastern Palace

「Roughly fifteen minutes earlier.」

CLINK! CLANK! CLINK!

Accompanied by the crisp sound of colliding armor, Luo Ying led a sizable group of elite soldiers from the Northwest, along with powerful cultivators, on the road to the Eastern Palace Mansion.

Along the way, they were met by squad after squad of the Bright Lamp Bureau’s Brocade Clothing, dressed in Flying Fish Robes, with Brocade Spring Sabers at their waists and Silver Boots on their feet.

Cultivators from the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy, the Vajra Department Institute, and the Drumming Institute stood in a line, guarding the grounds of the Eastern Palace. Their stance was no mere formality; they were truly standing watch.

"This area is forbidden. Halt."

A Sword Cultivator in a Daoist Robe, his expression indifferent, blocked their path.

Yao Guang, a True Disciple of the Fuyao Sword Palace, stood at Luo Ying’s side and frowned. "Should we just fight our way in?"

"Or should we go directly to reinforce His Highness?"

Of everyone present, Luo Ying’s cultivation was the highest.

She was also the person closest to the Crown Prince.

Luo Ying did not rush, instead looking toward the cultivators from the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy.

"His Highness once said that if we ran into trouble, we could seek help from Fairy Ci Hang."

"With His Highness’s strength, he can handle any Twelfth Realm master. We just need to ensure the safety of the Crown Prince Consort and the others. Doing so means we hold the initiative."

Li Exi mused, "But the Celestial Master’s Mansion faction has lost all standing in the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy. Even Sui Yuqing’s words carry no weight."

"What if we add Jiang Shan to the equation?" Luo Ying asked, her eyes gleaming.

"True Buddha Jiang Shan?" Sect Master Yu Linglong blurted out in surprise.

BOOM!

Just as they were speaking, the main gate of the Eastern Palace Mansion shuddered violently.

In an instant, Sword Qi surged like a storm sweeping through the world. The numerous cultivators and Bright Lamp Bureau Martial Artists surrounding the Eastern Palace Mansion were all sent flying.

Within a radius of several hundred feet, the Sword Qi left trails of glowing light, instantly forming what looked like an overwhelming cyan tempest.

The glowing trails moved erratically, their sword light crisscrossing through the air.

Seeing this, even someone as astonishingly talented as Luo Ying had to admit that the sword wielder’s mastery of the Sword Dao was not to be underestimated. Their Swordsmanship was unfathomably profound.

’That silhouette looks familiar. Since they came from the Eastern Palace Mansion, why don’t I recognize them?’

Luo Ying wondered.

Very few among the crowd could appreciate the level of swordsmanship; all they could see was the vast and powerful Sword Qi.

SWOOSH!

A woman in cyan robes, standing in mid-air, stepped forward. Her long sleeves billowed, a sword was strapped to her back, and her full head of snow-white hair flowed behind her.

"Leaving the Eastern Palace without authorization is a capital offense!"

A young man with a handsome, jade-like face, wearing a long robe with a Jade Belt and a wooden pin in his hair, barked the reprimand.

However, the woman in cyan robes merely swung her sword.

Several young Golden Core Sword Cultivators from the Thunder Pool Daoist Academy simply slumped to the side and collapsed, dead.

Yun Qinghe landed gracefully and sheathed her sword. She formed a sword seal with one hand in a formal gesture, wisps of Sword Qi swirling around her slender, delicate fingers. Without a single glance at the fallen men, she spoke in a clear, cold voice:

"Today, anyone below the Twelfth Realm doesn’t count as a worthy challenger. Golden Core, Nascent Soul, it doesn’t matter. Send as many as you like. I, Yun Qinghe, will take you all on."

The Three Academy Cultivators were struck speechless as they felt the woman’s aura.

Her presence was incredibly profound and vast.

She was clearly a Qi Cultivator of immense power, no less than a Master.

In Great Yan, every registered Master or Tunneling Celestial True Monarch was a famous figure.

Yet this woman looked so familiar...

Could she be a newly promoted Eleventh Realm Great Cultivator?

Only a few Departmental Envoys from the Daoist Academies who had been involved in the wanted notice three years ago could recall her history.

"It’s her! The disciple from the Celestial Master’s Mansion the Court was trying to capture! She’s the one who publicly assassinated the Fifth Prince at the Banquet of Ten Thousand Nations!"

"She didn’t die? She’s resurfaced in the Jianghu?"

"No, the Eastern Palace Mansion took her in!"

While the people from the Three Academies and the Bright Lamp Bureau were reeling in shock,

the old blind man guarding the Imperial City, known as Well Water True Monarch, head of the Daoist Academies, had already taken out his precious basket.

It was an Innate First-Class Treasure, the Dragon King Basket.

"Three years ago, I let this little girl escape, a disgrace to my name as a True Monarch. Let’s see how you’ll get away this time."

Yun Qinghe took a deep breath. Back then, she had escaped from Well Water True Monarch, but had been grievously wounded in the process.

Now, she was stepping out of the Eastern Palace to rendezvous with Lu Mingyuan right in front of the old blind man.

It was all dictated by fate.

Yun Qinghe said calmly, "Old blind man, your Bodhi Temple loves using its power to oppress people and its force to bully them. You talk a big game about Buddhist Teachings, yet you’re happy to be running dogs for the Court. Today, this young lady is going to return the very ’principle’ your Bodhi Temple has revered for twenty-six thousand years right back to you."

"With just you?"

The old blind man chuckled, unconcerned, and activated his Lifebound Treasure, the Dragon King Basket.

A monstrous suction force erupted from the Dragon King Basket.

The moment he finished speaking, a golden slit appeared between the woman’s eyebrows.

In that instant, heaven and earth trembled.

A golden pillar of light shot into the sky, and an incomparably terrifying Sword Qi swept out in all directions, as if a Heaven-Reaching Sword Immortal had descended upon the world to annihilate everything in sight.

All of nature’s spiritual qi was drained dry, plunging the world into instant, pitch-black darkness. It was as if day had fallen into the deepest night, the heavy curtain of darkness descending in a moment.

The next instant, a blinding flash of lightning erupted.

The Immortal Sword, Celestial Burial, was unsheathed!

Witnessing this scene, a short distance away, Luo Ying murmured, "I’d long heard that Yun Xuzi, the Sword Sect Master of the Celestial Master’s Mansion, took a young girl with an Innate Sword Embryo as his disciple. They said she was a Sword Immortal prodigy, the likes of which the world had never seen."

"Legend said that after she turned sixteen, the Sword Embryo in her forehead would mature into an Immortal Sword named Celestial Burial, capable of destroying an entire nation."

From within the beam of lightning-aspected Sword Qi, which was as thick as the mouth of a well, hundreds of golden lightning-serpents branched out, slithering ceaselessly across the towering walls of the Eastern Palace Mansion.