Fiancée Stolen by MC, I Trip Them up-Chapter 210 - 126: The Male Lead Has Awakened Too!
Since Xu Yue’Er already has a connection with Zhao Yi, it’s better to let it go.
The old monk had been by the protagonist’s side for years and knew his character very well.
When he saw the protagonist remain silent, he immediately understood what he was thinking.
The old monk advised, "Even if Xu Yue’Er won’t be added to the harem, the Four Seas Dragon Race cannot be abandoned! The wealth of the Four Seas Dragon Race is unmatched except by the Great Xia Zhao Clan. If you can get the support of the Four Seas Dragon Race, it will be a tremendous help for your future endeavors!"
The protagonist nodded noncommittally upon hearing this.
He originally had no interest in rebellion.
The destruction of the Zhao Clan was forced upon him by the old emperor, not his own desire.
Besides, the protagonist was already a recognized scion of the Zhao royal family.
No longer the illegitimate child branded by the old monk, the Wild Monk.
He was also a beneficiary of the Zhao royal family.
Only a madman would rebel!
But he couldn’t say this to the old monk.
The protagonist noticed that ever since experiencing the Thunder Tribulation, the old monk seemed like a different person.
He used to be deeply devoted to the Arhat Temple and the Buddhist Sect.
Every day, he longed for his Divine Soul to return to the Arhat Temple, and then to attain nirvana in its pagoda forest.
But after the Thunder Tribulation, the old monk never mentioned returning to the Arhat Temple again.
Now, he spoke only of grand aspirations.
He desired the fall of the Zhao Clan more than the old emperor.
One might even think the old monk held a deep-seated grudge against the Zhao family!
The protagonist shook his head, "It’s Zhao Yi who decided on the battle between the Four Seas Dragon Race and the cultivation sects. Zhao Yi is the Crown Prince of Great Xia; who would dare defy his command?"
The old monk seemed to have anticipated this problem.
He replied without hesitation, "Young monk, you could seek out Linglong, the Female Phoenix of the Yao Race. Linglong is the most intelligent prodigy the Yao Race has seen in a thousand years. If she is willing to help, there’s surely a way to prevent the deadly conflict between the Four Seas Dragon Race and the cultivation sects."
The old monk continued, "Linglong is not only your distant cousin but also part of your harem. According to the imprint, after you started the uprising, Linglong was your secret strategist all along."
At this point, the old monk paused and then said, "Linglong is not only your strategist but also The Chosen One; your destinies are intertwined. If you ask her for help, she will certainly aid you!"
Linglong!
The Chosen One!
The protagonist recalled how he was nearly killed by Linglong in the Great River Secret Realm.
He couldn’t help but shudder.
"Perhaps it’s better to find someone else!" the protagonist was a bit afraid of Linglong.
If it hadn’t been for Su Qianqian losing her mind during the Secret Realm Stele Forest incident, the protagonist would have died at Linglong’s hands.
If possible, he never wanted to have any dealings with Linglong in this lifetime!
The old monk was somewhat helpless.
He knew Linglong was troublesome, but she was the best choice.
The old monk wanted to persuade further, but the protagonist’s attitude was firm, so he had to give up.
"What about Su Qianqian?" the old monk asked.
The old monk pondered, "This monk previously observed that Taotie, there may still be a strand of Su Qianqian’s Residual Soul inside it. If that strand could be awakened, then Taotie could be used by you! Taotie is the fifth child of the True Dragon, noble in destiny! If sent out to disrupt, it might very well ruin the final battle between the Four Seas Dragon Race and the cultivation sects..."
"Enough!" the protagonist hurriedly interrupted the old monk.
As if struck by a sudden memory, his face turned pale, pupils shook, and his body trembled slightly, as though greatly frightened, even a Tier Nine Saint King Realm cultivation could not give him any sense of safety.
The protagonist clenched his fists, gritting his teeth as he spoke each word clearly, "Even if I die, I will never get involved with Su Qianqian again, never!"
The old monk fell silent.
He wisely stopped trying to convince the protagonist.
The old monk had been with the protagonist through many past ordeals.
He, too, was still thrice fearful of Su Qianqian.
Unless driven to absolute desperation, the old monk himself wanted nothing more to do with Su Qianqian.
The current situation was not yet so dire, so if the protagonist wanted nothing to do with Su Qianqian, then Taotie could be set aside for the time being.
In fact, the old monk also found Su Qianqian quite eerie.
The things Su Qianqian did were all observed by the old monk; an ordinary person would have died countless times already.
But Su Qianqian continued to live, full of life, unable to die.
Even after being reincarnated as Taotie, she still retained a trace of Residual Soul; her resilience was something the old monk had never seen in his life!
"If you are unwilling to approach any of these people, then there’s only one left," the old monk said with a solemn expression.
"Who?" the protagonist asked curiously.
The old monk replied gravely, "That little venom from West Mountain!"
"Her?" the protagonist was taken aback.
Then he thought of the underdeveloped figure of the little venom, who seemed like a child.
The protagonist’s mouth twitched, "Master, surely you’re not suggesting that the little venom is also one of my concubines?"
The protagonist protested, "Master, you’ve been by my side all this time, and I have always been devoted to Buddhism, never daring to overstep any bounds. Could there be an error in the imprints; I am a clean and honest man, how could I be involved with those women benefactors?"
The old monk was silent again.
Indeed, he had been with the protagonist all along and knew everything that happened to him.
It didn’t match the records in the imprints at all.
"Perhaps there were some errors," the old monk said uncertainly.
"The imprint had the most errors regarding Zhao Yi, Crown Prince of Great Xia; in the imprints Zhao Yi was not the Crown Prince, but the Eldest Prince Zhao Mian."
"The Sixth Prince Zhao Yi, aside from being rich, had nothing special. He wasn’t the Crown Prince, nor did he possess any supreme cultivation prowess that could resist Tribulation Thunder."
"The records concerning Su Qianqian were also flawed, Su Qianqian did not become Taotie; up until your uprising, Su Qianqian was still the Sixth Prince Consort."
"Additionally, there were discrepancies in the records about the Four Seas Commerce Association. The imprints didn’t mention Prince Zhi; he didn’t die at the Four Seas Commerce Headquarters, the association wasn’t destroyed but was secretly controlled by Yao Su. After your uprising, Yao Su took the Four Seas Commerce Association’s side and provided immense support for your grand cause."
"As well as Xu Yue’Er, Linglong, Su Qianqian, those women should have all fallen for you at first sight, but now there’s trouble with all of them except for Su Qianqian!"
At this point, the old monk’s face showed confusion and puzzlement, "The imprints should reflect the events of this world, so why are there so many discrepancies?"
Upon hearing this, the protagonist didn’t feel disappointed, instead, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It’s good that the imprints had errors.
If his fate was written in a book, leaving him as nothing more than a puppet for others to control, how pitiful would that be?
However.
The protagonist thought about the life depicted in the old monk’s imprints, and a trace of yearning lingered in his heart.
In the imprints, he had such smooth sailing life, without any hardships.
Unlike now.
His life was so full of hardship that even bitter herbs didn’t taste bitter anymore!
The protagonist quickly returned to his senses.
Given the circumstances, there was no point dwelling on it.
He asked the old monk, "Master, what about the little venom? Do I have any special ties with her?"
"No, not really," the old monk shook his head.
He explained, "The little venom has a bunch of animal friends, those animals have no food in West Mountain, so if you can provide her with enough food, she will help you do things!"
The old monk continued, "In the imprints, when your army couldn’t conquer Shengjing City, General Zuo Luo of Great Xia’s War Immortal defeated the Northern Border Barbarians and was coming to aid you. It was with the little venom poisoning the defenders of Shengjing City that you managed to break into the Imperial Palace!"
"The little venom is that powerful?" the protagonist was shocked.
He had been to Shengjing City many times and knew what level of a gigantic city it was.
For the little venom to break through its defenses with mere poison was terrifying in strength.
The protagonist curiously asked, "In the end, what happened after the little venom broke the city walls?"
Cough, cough!
The old monk gave a light cough, not answering.
He couldn’t very well say that the rebel army couldn’t defeat General Zuo Luo’s Armor-Breaking Army. In desperation, the protagonist handed over the body of the Sixth Prince Zhao Yi and even sold out the little venom to General Zuo Luo. After capturing her, General Zuo Luo immediately had the little venom dismembered!
Cough, cough!
The old monk coughed twice more, changing the subject, "The little venom is at the Martial Arts Arena, you have an acquaintance with her; if you offer food for her friends, she will certainly do things for you!"
After speaking, the old monk added one more thing.
"That’s what you did in your past life too!"
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