Chapter 210: Chapter 140: 10 Years of Expropriation, Strength Fully Restored Overnight

With Wang Xiao’s current level of comprehension, once he broke through to the Glazed Jade Body, it wouldn’t be long before he could form his Great Daoist Nascent Soul.

’Everything depends on this trip to the border. Getting away from those Immortal Sects is a good thing for me. I can grow stronger in secret.’

As Wang Xiao was lost in thought, the sacrificial procession arrived at Wanshou Mountain.

This was the imperial mausoleum for all the past emperors of Wenchang Country.

Emperor Wenchang stepped down from the grand palanquin and, accompanied by the Empress, paid homage to the former emperors and offered sacrifices to the heavens in accordance with the rites.

Wang Xiao stood with the other Princes, took the incense a eunuch presented, and offered it to pray for blessings.

Every step was performed meticulously, in strict accordance with ancient rites.

By the time the ceremony ended, it was already dusk.

Chen Fang approached and said, "Ninth Prince, Your Majesty wishes to see you." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Very well."

Wang Xiao followed Chen Fang to the grand palanquin up ahead and bowed.

"Your son greets you, Imperial Father."

A deep, authoritative voice came from within the grand palanquin:

"Yes. I have heard about you from Chen Fang. Your Body Refining is quite good; you may be of some use. I also heard you volunteered to guard the border. I am most pleased."

"Since this is your wish, I will not stand in your way. Take this letter and report to Xu Zhenshu’s military camp."

"If you can perform meritorious service, I wouldn’t mind granting you your own domain!"

As he spoke,

a letter was extended from behind the palanquin’s curtain.

Chen Fang hurried forward to take it, then placed the letter in Wang Xiao’s hands.

"Thank you, Imperial Father." Wang Xiao bowed slightly.

"Yes, you are dismissed," came Emperor Wenchang’s voice.

"Yes. Your son takes his leave."

Wang Xiao did not linger. Letter in hand, he slowly walked away.

「That night.」

Chen Fang looked at Wang Xiao and said, "Ninth Prince, must you leave in such a hurry? It wouldn’t be too late to rest a day before departing."

Wang Xiao shook his head. "In this place, countless eyes are watching. The longer I stay, the greater the chance for something unexpected to happen. It’s better to leave as soon as possible."

"Very well, then. This servant wishes the Ninth Prince a safe journey," Chen Fang said.

Wang Xiao thought for a moment before saying, "Eunuch Chen, while you’re in the Imperial City, you must be wary of those around you. Especially ten years from now, be extremely careful of the Third Prince."

He had once analyzed Chen Fang’s future and knew that in ten years, he would face a great calamity. He would offend Liu Yongxiao and be executed by a thousand cuts.

He was leaving now and didn’t know when he would return, so he didn’t want anything to happen to Chen Fang.

Chen Fang was taken aback, wondering why Wang Xiao had suddenly said this. He couldn’t help but reply:

"This servant will be careful."

He had struggled and survived in the Imperial Palace for sixty or seventy years; there was no kind of person he hadn’t seen.

He certainly wasn’t afraid of a little court intrigue.

"Alright. I’m leaving now. You should head back, Eunuch Chen."

Wang Xiao pulled Shangguan Xiyue up, and they mounted a Dragon Blood Steed.

This horse was an ancient, exotic breed. It had tufts of fur like blazing fire around its hooves, giving it a mystical appearance, and it could travel thousands of miles in a single day.

It was a steed that Eunuch Chen had specially procured for Wang Xiao.

"Take care, Your Highness," Eunuch Chen said, waving.

Without another word, Wang Xiao left the Imperial City with Shangguan Xiyue, heading straight for the border between Wenchang Country and the Witchcraft Gu Country.

He couldn’t wait to get his hands on the Spiritual Ores of the Witchcraft Gu Country.

With his current strength, the Cultivators guarding the Spiritual Ores couldn’t possibly stop him!

After all,

the territories governed by the major Immortal Sects were simply too vast.

Each country had dozens, if not hundreds, of Spiritual Ore mines.

It was naturally impossible to station Human Immortals at every single one.

As long as no Cultivators at or above the Human Immortal realm appeared, Wang Xiao could easily make a clean getaway.

"Master, I heard from some of the guards that they’re choosing an heir to the throne. For His Majesty to send you away now means he isn’t considering you at all. It’s infuriating! You’re clearly no worse than any of them!"

Shangguan Xiyue said indignantly, leaning against Wang Xiao’s chest.

Wang Xiao smiled faintly. "It’s only a worldly throne; it’s nothing important. Him not considering me actually saves me a lot of trouble. Once we reach the border, we’ll be as free as a bird in the sky."

"Also, once we get there, don’t call me ’Master’ anymore."

"Then what should I call you?"

"You can just call me ’Young Master’."

"Alright, Master—oh, I mean, Young Master!"

Not long after,

Wang Xiao and Shangguan Xiyue left the Imperial City.

After riding for only a few hundred miles,

Wang Xiao suddenly reined in his horse and looked back.

"You’re quite patient. When were you planning to make your move?"

As his words fell,

a rustling came from the woods behind them, followed by a wave of killing intent so dense it was almost tangible!

"The Ninth Prince is truly the prodigy who reached the Peak of Body Cultivation at age seven. Your senses are indeed sharp. Unfortunately for you, you’ve offended someone you shouldn’t have, which leaves you with only one path: death!"

A burly man suddenly burst out of the woods.

He moved like a phantom, appearing before Wang Xiao and his companion in the blink of an eye.

RUMBLE!

He thrust out a punch, unleashing an overwhelming wave of force!

The air crackled with a piercing boom.

"A Peak Body Cultivator!"

Shangguan Xiyue couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

However,

Wang Xiao didn’t even flinch, merely watching the burly man quietly.

THUD!

The next moment,

the burly man collapsed heavily a few feet in front of Wang Xiao, unable to move.

"Th-this is impossible! What is this power?!"

A look of terror crossed the burly man’s face.

He felt as if a great mountain was pressing down on him, squeezing the air from his lungs.

’Wasn’t the Ninth Prince supposed to be only at the Peak of Body Cultivation?!’

’How could he be this powerful!’

’He crushed me without even lifting a finger.’

’And I even took a Strength Pill before I came!’