Imperial Cultivation-Chapter 892 - 888: Substitute

The two young figures suddenly paused in mid-air, then gently descended.

Four silhouettes met them mid-air; they were four young men.

Mo Qing frowned.

Fu Zheng also furrowed her brow, speaking softly, "Are they their fellow sect members?"

Mo Qing nodded, "It’s a bit troublesome now."

She hadn’t expected things to become so complicated. These four young men who came were all experts from the Li Huo Fist Sect.

The disciples of Li Huo Fist Sect were known for one prominent trait: their fiery temper.

Zhou Tianyue was already treacherous, with a fiery temper—let alone the others.

Before one wave subsides, another rises; they will certainly retaliate.

Fu Zheng sneered, "Does the Li Huo Fist Sect know what he did, yet still shelters him?"

"Certainly." Mo Qing nodded slightly.

Fu Zheng pursed her lips.

Mo Qing said softly, "The Li Huo Fist Sect does not talk reasons; they help relatives, not logic."

Fu Zheng scoffed, "They call themselves one of the Four Great Sects!"

"The Four Great Sects aren’t known for reasoning but for strength," Mo Qing said softly, "If they can’t beat us, they’ll run!"

"I’d like to see their skills!" Fu Zheng snorted.

After practicing the Fallen Abyss Sword Technique, she was confident and didn’t feel the need to flee.

Mo Qing said softly, "Their cultivation is not weak either. Among them, Zhou Tianchuan is Zhou Tianyue’s elder brother and a Venerable as well."

"Blood brothers? Both brothers are Venerables?"

"Yes."

"That’s rather rare," Fu Zheng commented softly.

Zhou Tianyue spoke a few words to the four, and they immediately looked over, their gazes sharp as lightning.

Then they floated over, gliding through the broken window into the room.

Fu Zheng took a step forward, sneering, "Zhou, you’ve brought reinforcements? Do they know about the disgraceful things you’ve done?"

"Nonsense, absolute nonsense!" Zhou Tianyue replied coldly.

"Heh, can’t admit it? Truly shameless, is this the model disciple of the Li Huo Fist Sect? What a joke!"

"Shut up!" Zhou Tianyue snapped, "How dare you insult my Li Huo Fist Sect!"

"Did I insult the Li Huo Fist Sect? It’s you, the despicable scoundrel! ... Bringing people to ambush Sister Lu, planning to play hero when she’s exhausted. How treacherous and base!"

Zhou Tianyue scoffed, "You’re the ones who carelessly exposed yourselves, yet blame me. Ridiculous!"

"Heh, how could we expose ourselves and attract so many people so quickly?" Fu Zheng sneered.

Then pointing her jade-like finger at him, she continued, "Furthermore, Sister Lu always keeps her face covered, how could she have exposed herself? ... The one who knew her whereabouts must be secretly hiding, how could it leak and attract these many people?! ... Zhou Tianyue, you are both treacherous and hypocritical, as well as cowardly, unworthy of being a disciple of the Li Huo Fist Sect!"

"Hold on," a square-faced young man spoke solemnly.

Fu Zheng looked at him.

Mo Qing said coldly, "Young Master Zhou, you should know what kind of person your brother is. We will report this to our sect!"

The square-faced young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes looked different from Zhou Tianyue.

He was actually Zhou Tianyue’s elder brother, Zhou Tianchuan. He cupped his hands in respect and said, "Miss Mo, there might be some misunderstanding regarding this incident."

Mo Qing let out a cold laugh.

Zhou Tianchuan’s gaze fell on Fu Zheng as he spoke gravely, "Miss Fu, for the sake of the Twelfth Prince Consort, let’s put this matter to rest."

Fu Zheng was stunned, frowning as she stared at him.

This is fiery temperament?

"Big brother!" Zhou Tianyue hastily exclaimed, "How can you..."

Zhou Tianchuan waved his hand, interrupting him, looking at him deeply, "You keep quiet."

"But..." Zhou Tianyue tried to continue.

"Quiet!" Zhou Tianchuan barked.

Zhou Tianyue opened his mouth, but had no choice but to close it, sullenly lowering his face in anger.

Zhou Tianchuan looked at Fu Zheng, forcing a smile, "Miss Fu, what do you say?"

Fu Zheng looked at him skeptically.

From what Mo Qing had said, she originally thought there would be a fierce battle.

Just the right opportunity to test the limits of the Fallen Abyss Sword Technique.

Unexpectedly, the fiery-tempered Zhou Tianchuan came forward, conceded, and wanted to make peace.

She looked at Mo Qing, "Sister Mo?"

Mo Qing said, "Then let it be."

"Then we shall take our leave and visit Miss Lu another day."

"Alright."

Zhou Tianchuan took a long look at Fu Zheng, then drifted away with his people, disappearing into the night sky.

Fu Zheng watched them leave in surprise, then turned to Mo Qing, "Sister Mo, do they dare not offend the Phoenix Sword Sect?"

Mo Qing chuckled.

"Isn’t that right?"

"They are not afraid of us; they dare not offend the Prince Consort."

"Dare not offend Your Highness?" Fu Zheng was puzzled.

"Of course, they don’t want to offend the Prince Consort; the Princess and the Prince Consort have a good relationship. Offend the Prince Consort, and you offend the Princess too."

"Oh—" Fu Zheng suddenly understood.

She quickly figured it out.

Apparently, the Li Huo Fist Sect is more wary of the Twelfth Princess, the inheritor of the Phoenix Bloodline, the future top martial artist in the world.

She then scoffed, "They finally have some sense."

Mo Qing whispered, "None of the Four Great Sects wants to offend the Twelfth Princess and the Prince Consort."

Fu Zheng nodded repeatedly.

If she were in any of the Four Great Sects, she wouldn’t want to offend the Twelfth Princess either.

Not wanting to offend the Twelfth Princess means not offending the Twelfth Prince Consort.

Everyone knows the Twelfth Princess is deeply in love with the Prince Consort, a loving couple.

She couldn’t help but laugh, "Looks like the Prince Consort is also basking in the Princess’s brilliance."

For some reason, she suddenly felt amused.

Mo Qing said, "The Twelfth Prince Consort is also very formidable; it’s best not to offend him."

Fu Zheng shook her head.

What the Four Great Sects fear most is still the Twelfth Princess.

Because of the Twelfth Princess, they fear Your Highness.

It must be said, Your Highness is indeed favored, which is not bad either.

Compared to the prestige built through one’s struggles, this is also quite good.

After all, the result is the same.

Chu Zhiyuan shares the same thought, feeling that it is also a good thing.

He moved swiftly, leaving the Prince Consort Mansion in the blink of an eye, to visit Li Miaotan.

...

When Chu Zhiyuan returned to the Prince Consort Mansion, it was already the next morning.

As soon as he stepped into the Prince Consort Mansion, Fu Zheng approached to report, saying the Eldest Prince had been waiting for a long time.

Chu Zhiyuan asked, "How did it go on your end?"

Fu Zheng immediately smiled charmingly, "I’ve arranged with Sister Lu and Sister Mo to meet again today for more swordsmanship practice."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

Fu Zheng said, "This Sister Lu is truly gifted."

She thought that, if it were her, just by sparring, it would be hard to grasp the Fallen Abyss Sword Technique.

Therefore, Lu Qingyuan’s aptitude surpassed hers.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, "A true disciple of the Four Great Sects is naturally extraordinary... no need to hold back."

"Hehe, I understand now, compared to the Four Great Sects, our Prince Consort Mansion is more dignified."

Yesterday, she had a firsthand experience and finally felt she could hold her head up high.

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, walking to his small courtyard, where he met Li Cunren.

Li Cunren stood with his hands behind his back, admiring the rustling green bamboo.

Upon hearing the sound, he turned his head to look.

Chu Zhiyuan cupped his fist, "Big brother, any news?"

"He has already fled back to Yuanzhen!" Li Cunren said with a snort.

Chu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow.

Li Cunren snorted, "Fengtian Palace utilized a Spiritual Treasure to calculate that he has returned to Yuanzhen."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned, "Where in Yuanzhen?"

"Yuanzhen Imperial City."

"... Go to the Imperial City to catch him?" Chu Zhiyuan pondered.

But Cheng Yunzheng managed to escape back to Yuanzhen Imperial City; this is troublesome.

Yuanzhen Imperial City has quite a few treasures and many mysterious forces.

Cheng Yunzheng could use any of these forces, making it very difficult to find him.

Li Cunren snorted, "I will go to Yuanzhen again to demand him from Emperor Yuanzhen!"

Chu Zhiyuan said, "He won’t admit it, will he?"

"He won’t be able to deny it!" Li Cunren snorted, "This time, tracing Cheng Yunzheng’s whereabouts, Fengtian Palace paid a great price!"

Chu Zhiyuan said slowly, "Alright then, I’ll go on behalf of big brother, ... if I find Cheng Yunzheng, I’ll take action directly!"