Invincible Dad-Chapter 623: There Are Many Days to Come_1

Xu Lai!

Upon hearing this name, the Crown Prince’s expression immediately stiffened.

He kind of wanted to return to the Royal City. Even if his father imprisoned him in his fief, he wouldn’t have the slightest complaint. It wasn’t that he was afraid of Xu Lai; he just missed the maids in his fief. In his absence, the maids must be washing their faces with tears daily. Just thinking about it made his heart ache to the point of breathlessness. He, Ji Gui, was a kind-hearted man; how could he let his maids be so sad and distressed? Those maids in his fief needed his affection.

"Crown Prince, Commander Tang has another theory. The murderer might not be Xu Lai." The trusted subordinate added, "Because the aura of a Formation was detected nearby. It’s suspected to be from the same person who crafted the starlight defensive array that envelops Chang’an City."

"Not Xu Lai?" The Crown Prince froze, and the image of Ruan Lan instantly appeared in his mind. Could it be that woman?

The trusted subordinate said cautiously, "This is not easy to confirm. The body was burned to a piece of charcoal, and the state of death was extremely tragic, which is why Commander Tang has these two conjectures."

"What do you think?" the Crown Prince asked.

"This subordinate is unworthy." The subordinate’s expression changed slightly, and he quickly bowed with a clenched fist, his voice trembling. "I am merely the Crown Prince’s sword and dare not have any opinions."

"Useless." The Crown Prince furrowed his brow, understanding that his subordinate was afraid to speak for fear of being punished for guessing wrong. Ji Gui’s expression grew even more contemptuous toward such a timid subordinate. "Get up and lead the way."

"Yes," the trusted subordinate complied.

「On the way.」

Ji Gui’s expression was somber.

His father hadn’t blamed him for the Moon Clan’s failed assault on the city, nor had the leaders of the Eight Great Crescent Moon Clans or the chieftains of the other various clans. But the more this was the case, the more uneasy Ji Gui felt. The chieftains didn’t blame him due to his father’s authority and his status as the Crown Prince. As for his father, aside from not caring for him as a son, Ji Gui suspected he was also considering replacing him as Crown Prince.

Is it Ji Jie, or my fourth brother, Ji Wu? Or perhaps... my third sister, Ji Yu? Ji Gui’s heart was shrouded in gloom. After thinking it over, it’s most likely my crazed older sister. I must resolve the theft of the Spiritual Field perfectly; otherwise, I really might be deposed.

The Crown Prince clenched his fists tightly, his body radiating an icy, murderous intent.

I will become the King of the Moon Clan. I will take charge of Earth and make that group of Zhu Lang submit to me. I will make the entire Solar System, and even the Milky Way, obey my commands. Only then will there be a slim possibility of returning to serve the Ji Family’s main branch in the Nine Kings’ Palace. I want my name to be recorded in history. I am not willing to live an ordinary life and fade away!

So, Ji Gui said in a deep voice, "Notify the Eight Great Crescent Moon Clans to each send two Peak of Golden Core experts."

"Two Peak of Golden Core experts!?" the trusted subordinate gasped.

Experts in the Golden Core Realm were already considered powerful within the Moon Clan. The leaders of the Crescent Moon Clans generally had a Boundary ranging from the early to late stages of the Golden Core Realm. However, Peak of Golden Core members of the Moon Clan were exceedingly rare. They were mostly old monsters who had lived for hundreds of years, their strength perhaps second only to the Moon King.

"Do you not understand my words?" Crown Prince Ji Gui looked over coldly.

"Forgive me, Crown Prince. I will go at once," the trusted subordinate said, his forehead dripping with cold sweat before he bowed and departed.

After a contemptuous snort, Ji Gui turned into a streak of light and flew toward his destination.

「Meanwhile.」

On the surface of the Moon, an incredible distance away, a group of people had already arrived at Ji Gui’s destination. They were none other than Qi Wanhai and the others.

Chang’an City had never been short of fools. How could the One Sect, Three Schools, and Nine Pavilions be any different? They had to uncover the truth about the Yunxiao Sect; otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to rest in peace.

"This is the place." Qi Wanhai saw a massive pit, inside which lingered a large amount of yin energy and dozens of white bones. This was the corpse pit. It was a pity Xu Lai had damaged the giant skeleton that was suppressed by the Yunxiao Sword; otherwise, it would have been even more conspicuous.

"Old fellow, it’s your turn," the old Sect Master of the Formation Sect said, narrowing his eyes as he looked toward the old Pavilion Master of Tian Ce Pavilion.

Among the eleven people present, this elder from the Tian Ce Pavilion definitely wouldn’t rank in the top five in terms of combat power. But in terms of intelligence, he was undoubtedly number one.

"Let me perform a divination." The old Pavilion Master of Tian Ce Pavilion immediately spent ten years of his lifespan to perform a divination, measuring fortune and misfortune, blessings and calamities. His face turned somewhat pale, a result of over-expending his Spiritual Energy.

Three minutes later, he said softly, "The signs are not very favorable."

"Speak freely," Qi Wanhai of the Blade Sect said.

"In thirty minutes, the Crown Prince of the Moon Clan will arrive with sixteen Peak of Golden Core experts. All of us will die here," the old Pavilion Master of Tian Ce Pavilion stated. "There’s still time to escape."

The other ten former leaders of the Holy Lands curled their lips in disdain.

Escape? That word didn’t exist in their vocabulary. Even in the past, when the Martial Dao World of Hua Country was weak, they had never thought of fleeing. Instead, they chose to build Chang’an City with their flesh and blood, guarding it with a fearless, death-defying attitude. This was even more true for them, members of the One Sect, Three Schools, and Nine Pavilions of the Cultivation Holy Lands!

"Cut the crap, old fellow," the old Pavilion Master of the Red Fire Pavilion said impatiently. "On the way here, you said there was a forbidden art more terrifying than the Human Emperor’s technique that could take us back to the past?"

"Not back to the past," the old Pavilion Master of Tian Ce Pavilion corrected. "It’s to see the past. We can see how the Sect Master of the Yunxiao Sect and the Elders of the Three Schools and Nine Pavilions actually died."

"How long will it take?"

"One hour."

"Good! We’ll guard you for an hour!" Although the old Sect Master of the Formation Sect wasn’t tall, his words were exceptionally heroic. He formed a hand seal and brought out all of his ultimate arrays.

Thirty-nine Defensive Arrays.

Seventy-two Attack Arrays.

All sorts of miasma, poisonous fogs, and various strange and wondrous arrays enveloped the group.

When the eleven of them came to the Moon today, none of them intended to return alive. Firstly, they sought an answer. Secondly, they sought peace of mind.

Without another word, the old Pavilion Master of Tian Ce Pavilion sat cross-legged, his body emitting a blinding golden light. He took out an ancient Turtle Shell from his robes, dripped his Essence Blood onto it, and began to chant.

...

A conflict was about to erupt on the Moon, but Xu Lai couldn’t be bothered to even glance at it. He was wholeheartedly dedicated to caring for Ruan Tang.

「Inside the room.」

"Honey, it’s ten o’clock." Xu Lai turned off the light, tucked his dear wife in, and said softly, "Let’s go to sleep. Early to bed, early to rise makes a person healthy."

Ruan Tang pouted. Xu Lai had just kept her up until dawn this very morning, and now he was urging her to sleep early. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She couldn’t help but lean into Xu Lai’s arms and bite his neck forcefully.

"Honey, we can’t. You’re pregnant now," Xu Lai said earnestly. "Just endure it for a while. We have plenty of days ahead of us."

Ruan Tang stared at him, flustered and annoyed. "Endure my ass! Do you really think my mind is as full of nothing but lust as yours?!"

Xu Lai grew pensive. "As the old saying goes, only the thief who steals every day worries about his own things being stolen."

Ruan Tang really couldn’t take it anymore. She couldn’t help but bite Xu Lai again. This bastard was insinuating things, making it sound as if she was desperately longing for *that*