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Pan Feng, accompanied by a group of elite elders and countless young disciples, had all disguised themselves, blending into the crowd.
By Pan Feng's side was an elderly man with a long breath, the former Sect Leader of the Blade Sect, Zhao Dahai, and the Sect Master of the Qingyi Sect, Zixiao—Xing Jian!
“Father, when do you think we should take action?” Pan Feng respectfully asked Xing Jian.
Xing Jian smiled lightly and replied, “Why play these games with your old father? The sect is yours. I can help you deal with your subordinates, but as for making decisions, I’m too old for that now.”
Pan Feng awkwardly chuckled and nodded. “I’ve received news that a powerful figure from Dingsheng Trading Company has arrived from the Central Domain. They will definitely act against the Mu Family today. We can wait and see how things unfold before we make our move.”
“Hmm, handle it as you see fit. I’ll take care of their strongest member; you can manage the rest. Our family has operated in the Ling Sheng Dynasty for thousands of years, and with each generation’s neglect, we’ve lost opportunities to overthrow the Ling Family. It’s truly embarrassing. When the Ling Sheng Dynasty was founded, it should have been our ancestors on the throne. The Ling Family conspired to usurp power; if we can avenge this today, I can face our ancestors in the afterlife without shame.”
Xing Jian’s expression darkened as he recalled the Ancestral Instruction, his fighting spirit gradually rising.
Pan Feng didn’t dwell on it too much and thought to himself: “What does Ancestral Instruction matter? It’s merely a convenient excuse for future generations to seize power. The events of the past are not about right or wrong; whoever ascends to the throne will face opposition from the other side. The Ling Family’s greatest mistake was their mercy; they didn’t eradicate our family completely. Now that it has come to this point, it won’t be so simple.”
“The success or failure hinges on this moment. The situation in the Ling Sheng Dynasty will change entirely after today. Once I become emperor, every member of the Ling Family must be eradicated—none shall remain!”
As Pan Feng contemplated this, he asked again, “Father, where has grandfather gone? Without him here, relying solely on us might be a bit challenging.”
“Don’t worry; your grandfather has already finished his seclusion. I don’t know where he is now. You know how your grandfather is; he never informs anyone of his plans. But I suspect he has gone to the Inner Palace.”
“The Inner Palace? Does he intend to destroy the palace by himself? Although its formations aren’t as formidable as those on Peach Blossom Island, destroying it would still be incredibly difficult,” Pan Feng said in confusion.
Xing Jian smiled slightly and replied, “Of course he wouldn’t go there to destroy it. Once our family becomes the rulers of the Ling Sheng Dynasty, we will need to reside in the palace; how could we destroy it? However, by then, it won’t be called the Ling Sheng Dynasty anymore; it will be renamed to honor our family’s contributions. They didn’t remove our family name from history; we should show some benevolence in return.”
Pan Feng scoffed at Xing Jian’s reasoning; during a regime change, all remnants of the previous dynasty must be completely eradicated—how could any part of it remain?
“Father, what exactly is grandfather going to do in the palace?” Pan Feng asked.
Xing Jian hesitated for a moment, a flicker of fear crossing his eyes as he said softly, “He’s probably going to disrupt the Ancient Spirit Institute Central Formation.”
“The Ancient Spirit Institute Central Formation? The one that seals powerful flames?” Pan Feng asked in shock.
“Yes.”
"What's the connection between the Ancient Spirit Institute Central Formation and the Inner Palace?"
"Only by passing through the Inner Palace can one enter the Ancient Spirit Institute Central Formation. Even within the Ancient Spirit Academy, you won't find where that formation is located; it's completely inaccessible. It's precisely because of that formation that the Ancient Spirit Academy is under the control of the Ling Family. Otherwise, the power of the Ancient Spirit Academy would have long surpassed ours and the Ling Family's," Xing Jian explained.
Pan Feng furrowed his brow and said, "Father, could you elaborate? I know nothing about this."
"When the Ling Sheng Dynasty was established, the location of the Ancient Spirit Academy was where the Inner Palace is now, while the Ling Family chose what is now known as the Ancient Spirit Academy. Later, for reasons unknown, they swapped places. The Ancient Spirit Academy occupies Fire Soul Power and has developed quite well, but it also left hidden troubles. The formation that suppresses fire is built beneath the Ancient Spirit Academy. To access it, one must go through the Imperial City Inner Courtyard. Those from the Ancient Spirit Academy who want to repair or strengthen the formation can only do so via the Imperial City Inner Courtyard. In this regard, the Ancient Spirit Academy is firmly suppressed by the Ling Family; they dare not defy their will too much," Xing Jian sighed.
"Why have I never known about these matters?" Pan Feng felt helpless. As the Sect Leader of the Blade Sect Zhao Dahai and Sect Master of the Qingyi Sect Zixiao, he had no information at all? The elders had hidden it very well!
Xing Jian smiled lightly and said, "There are many things you don't know. With your temperament, if I had told you about this sooner, you would have sent someone to stir up trouble, which would have only alerted them. Your grandfather's trip to the Imperial City Inner Courtyard may not necessarily succeed; it depends on whether Ling Jueyun is in the imperial city. That person’s talent far surpasses us old men; at just fifty years old, he has cultivated to a Soul Power Realm level similar to ours. The biggest variable in this operation lies with Ling Jueyun."
Pan Feng bitterly smiled; experience was indeed valuable. There were things he could never know without guidance from those older than him. It was likely that even the younger generation of the Ancient Spirit Academy was unaware of this situation; otherwise, news would have leaked out.
The wedding procession was on its way back to the imperial city. Ling Ao had a thousand questions swirling in his mind and occasionally glanced back at Wei Chen for hints, but Wei Chen remained unmoved, leaving Ling Ao feeling disappointed and anxious.
He thought to himself, "Could it be that Wei Chen has backed down? That shouldn't be possible; given his previous display of confidence, not trying to seize a bride this time would be strange. Everything is ready; we just need him to take action. What on earth does he want?"
Countless thoughts flashed through Wei Chen's mind every second, yet he still made no move.
"With so many powerful figures present, it's impossible for nothing to happen. It might be better to let them act first; my current strength isn't enough to stand out," Wei Chen thought quietly and could only offer an apologetic glance back at Ling Ao.
The Soul Palace, Dingsheng Trading Company, and other factions were all following behind the wedding procession, each waiting for someone else to make a move in hopes of reaping benefits.
"Master of the Hall, if no one acts soon, they'll enter the palace, and our plan will be wasted."
"What's the rush? Someone will inevitably make a move; right now it's a test of resolve and patience!"
"Father, if Dingsheng Trading Company doesn't act, are we just going to follow them indefinitely?"
"Be patient; I sense Ling Jueyun is among the convoy. That powerful aura cannot belong to anyone else. Your grandfather's side has a high success rate in the Inner Palace; we can wait until there's more commotion within the Ancient Spirit Academy before we act. If a fight doesn't break out, we absolutely cannot be the ones to initiate it. We can forgo this opportunity and look for another; our sect is currently at its strongest in ten thousand years and has no reason to fear dealing with the Ling Family."
"Elder Di, should we take action? That fellow doesn't seem interested in seizing a bride!" The Gray-Robed Elder impatiently asked Elder Di.
Elder Di furrowed his brow and said, "Just wait a bit longer. I know that fellow's temperament; he won't hold back. For a woman, he's capable of anything."
"When are we supposed to wait until? The palace is filled with formations, and once the Mu Family's people enter, we won't be able to act. You called me all this way and wasted a priceless Teleportation Talisman; you owe me for that!" the Gray-Robed Elder complained.
"Don't worry. Once we reach the Central Domain, I'll give you another one, even if it costs me everything," Elder Di replied with a bitter smile. The value of a Teleportation Talisman was comparable to a Ninth-Rank Soul Skill; he might not be able to afford such a loss.
"What is that guy up to?" The Pharmaceutical Sovereign, along with Han Che and Han Mang, hid among the crowd, quietly following the wedding procession. He was starting to lose his patience.
Not just him; even the usually composed Han Mang showed signs of anxiety as he said, "I don't understand what he's doing. He had so many opportunities just now; how could he miss them all?"
Han Che shook his head and sighed, "Big Brother, he probably chose to let them go rather than miss them. Whether you admit it or not, his understanding of certain Formation Arrays has surpassed yours. If he wanted to act, he could have taken that girl away before the Mu Family and Ling Family made their move. In just a few breaths, he could have slipped into the Peach Blossom Island Great Formation. His inaction likely stems from his own considerations."
"What else is there to consider? Don't you see that many people following the wedding procession are from various factions? It feels off; are we really going to have a battle in Ling City? With this dense crowd, how many would die if a fight broke out?" Han Mang said coldly.
"We can't worry about that too much. There has never been true justice in this world. Those in power care little for the lives of those below them. Every dynasty is the same; the lower classes always suffer," Han Che lamented.
"If it affects us, we'll just try to avoid the crowd. We've already caused enough bloodshed; it may not be apparent now, but we'll eventually face consequences," Han Mang replied.
The Peach Blossom Island Three Elders continued to move with the crowd, occasionally mimicking the cheers of the Ling City citizens—a torment for the three old fellows.
The wedding procession moved forward.
Suddenly, Ling Ao called for a stop. Under the astonished gaze of the Mu Family, he walked over to Wei Chen and whispered, "Wei Chen, why aren't you making your move?"
Ling Ao could no longer hold back.
"That person is not Mu Qingyan."
"What?"
"I guarantee that person is not Mu Qingyan. You can take this opportunity to challenge the Mu Family; I'm sure your father would love to see such a scene."
Ling Ao nodded and remounted his Pegasus, soaring high into the air as he coldly observed the palanquin.
Mu Family sensed something was amiss, and Mu Shengfeng furrowed his brows as he asked, "Your Highness, what seems to be the matter?"
"What a bold Mu Family you are!"
Ling Ao bellowed, his voice booming, causing everyone to fall silent and stare at him in disbelief.
"Has the Crown Prince gone mad?" everyone thought to themselves.
"Your Highness, what has happened?"
Mu Ba emerged from the carriage. Unlike Mu Shengfeng, Mu Hua, and Mu Qiong, who were visibly tense, he remained calm, his expression remarkably placid.
"Years ago, our Ling Royal Family honored your request for a marriage alliance, showing you both face and respect. But today, why do you toy with me? Do you think our Ling Royal Family is easy to bully?" Ling Ao shouted, his face reddening as if he had truly been wronged.
"Why do you say such things, Your Highness?" Mu Ba inquired.
"Is the bride in the sedan truly your Mu Family's Mu Qingyan? Ha! Do you think I am a fool? Do you think our royal family is foolish?" Ling Ao sneered, trembling with rage.
Upon hearing this, the members of the Mu Family were taken aback. Mu Ba quickly moved to the front of the sedan and called out, "Yen Er, come out!"
The curtain of the sedan was lifted, revealing a strikingly beautiful maid who knelt before Mu Ba, crying as she knocked her head against the ground. "Master, please spare me! My sister ran away this morning and made me take her place. Please spare me!"
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