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Yang Xiao hurriedly arrived with Tang Yang and the Five Scatterers, only to see that someone had injured the Mountain Guardian Elder at the mountain gate. His expression darkened immediately.
"The audacity of the Great Zhou is truly astounding, to show off their might even at Bright Summit!" Tang Yang said, his anger evident in his tone.
Yang Xiao did not stop Tang Yang from speaking, clearly feeling equally furious.
The Eighth Prince frowned slightly, surprised to find that both Yang Xiao and Tang Yang were Martial Arts Grandmasters. Even the Five Scatterers accompanying them had reached the peak of Half-Step Martial Arts Grandmaster, poised to advance to the Martial Arts Grandmaster Realm at any moment.
Considering this, he felt a bit more serious, but still did not take the earlier incident too seriously. He spoke lightly, "Submit to me, and perhaps I can let you serve as a deputy commander!"
He was the most favored prince of Great Zhou, and the Great Zhou Emperor had even allowed him to establish his own residence and recruit many skilled martial artists.
Although the Central Plains Martial Arts World was filled with strong warriors, it was still the Crown Prince's territory, and it was not wise for him to confront him directly at this moment. In this remote region of the Western Regions, while martial artists were indeed weaker, the costs involved were also lower!
As far as he knew, Manichaeism was one of the major sects outside the Central Plains, occupying vast lands. If he could bring Manichaeism under his control, his power would undoubtedly increase significantly. Who knows, he might even compete with the Crown Prince for that coveted throne.
"Ha!" Yang Xiao laughed in exasperation! He didn't even know how to evaluate this Eighth Prince of Great Zhou!
Nowadays, as for Manichaeism, not to mention a prince, even the Great Zhou Emperor wouldn't have the ability to make Manichaeism serve him. Since unifying the Western Regions and seizing Xiliang and Yunzhou, the momentum of Manichaeism has reached its peak since its establishment! Even Western Chu, who despises Manichaeism to the core, does not dare to flaunt themselves at Bright Summit.
"What are you laughing at!?" The Eighth Prince felt displeased but, considering the benefits of bringing Manichaeism under his control, he managed to hold back his temper. "Does the Eighth Prince know King Anle of Western Chu?"
A flicker of unusual light flashed in Yang Xiao's eyes. The Eighth Prince pondered for a moment and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Are you talking about that useless guy? What happened to him?"
As one of the Four Great Ancient Kingdoms, the Eighth Prince might not be familiar with the Jianghu Martial World, but he certainly knew about the situations in Great Zhou, Great Qi, Western Chu, and Northern Yan. Tang Yang weighed the Cold Soul Blade in his hand and a smirk appeared on his lips. "That guy brought a book of Heavenly Tier Intermediate Martial Arts and a divine weapon to present as a gift to the Holy Church, only to be chopped into minced meat and fed to dogs!"
The members of Manichaeism understood now. This Great Zhou Eighth Prince was most likely being used as a pawn by someone else; otherwise, he must have lost his mind! Otherwise, he would never have set his sights on Manichaeism.
The Eighth Prince's expression darkened, clearly realizing something. But he found himself in a difficult position. Rather than retreating in disgrace, he might as well give it a try and see if he could gain control over Manichaeism.
The person scheming behind him is just certain that he will only attract trouble for himself, isn't he? Yet he refuses to believe it.
The Crown Prince has a gathering of strong warriors under his command, while he only has one or two Grandmasters among his own ranks. If it weren't for his master supporting him, he would have long been defeated in the open and covert struggles against the Crown Prince.
Manichaeism is quite prosperous at the moment, and right before him are two Martial Arts Grandmasters, along with five others who are on the verge of breaking through to become Martial Arts Grandmasters themselves! If he could recruit them under his banner, it would undoubtedly be of great benefit to him.
With this thought in mind, the Eighth Prince forced a smile and adopted a humble demeanor as he clasped his hands and said, "You have all resided in the Western Regions for a long time, so you may not know the prosperity of the Central Plains! This prince promises that if you are willing to assist me in achieving great things, resources and wealth will be plentiful; everything is negotiable."
"Hahaha!" Yang Xiao and the others burst into laughter, but their laughter was laced with endless sarcasm. They would have to be out of their minds to participate in the Great Zhou's Struggle for Succession!
Moreover, what benefits could a mere Eighth Prince offer?
Currently, Manichaeism controls three territories—Western Regions, Xiliang, and Yunzhou—making it an undeniable local emperor. Why would they rush to serve a prince as mere subordinates?
Even back when Manichaeism was still reclusive in the Western Regions and besieged by the Central Plains' Six Major Sects, they would not have sought wealth by aligning with a prince of Great Zhou!
Tang Yang directly addressed everyone, saying, "I think this Eighth Prince is quite handsome. Why not just capture him, disable his martial arts, and send him down to the Red Chamber to be sold to the brothel, letting him become a Rabbit God instead! Then we'll see if the Emperor's Old Son of the Great Zhou will still care about his son!"
After saying this, he subtly joined forces with Yang Xiao and the Five Scatterers. The expression on the Eighth Prince's face gradually turned cold. Throughout his life, the Eighth Prince had never endured such humiliation, and his anger was already boiling over.
"Master, send them to meet Yan Wang!"
As his words fell, an old Taoist suddenly appeared from thin air, glanced at Yang Xiao and the others, and sighed, saying, "Since you are seeking your own death, so be it. I shall send you all to the afterlife!"
"Hehe, daring to cause trouble in my territory and even kill my people—your courage is truly remarkable!"
A voice suddenly boomed from Bright Summit, sounding like thunder in the ears of the old Taoist. The old Taoist's expression changed dramatically as he shouted, "This is bad! Eighth Prince, run!"
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