Martial Arrogance Dragon Soul-Chapter 135 - 126 Seventh Prince

"What’s the matter with Junior Qin?"

"Why did he suddenly leave?"

"It seems like he had some urgent matter; otherwise, he wouldn’t have left in such a hurry."

"Can he still come back and participate in this duel?"

The disciples from the West Courtyard, who were participating in the duel, were all stunned.

Nobody expected Qin Qing to leave suddenly.

"Qin Qing must have had some urgent matter. Don’t worry everyone, I believe he will return before long!" Elder Mo Kong reassured them.

To tell the truth, even Mo Kong himself was not sure if Qin Qing would come back.

However, based on his understanding of Qin Qing, Qin Qing was unlikely to just up and leave like this.

"He’s definitely fled the battle. Saying that he wanted to participate in the institute-wide disciples’ duel as a new disciple was just a whim. Now that he has thought it through and realized the old disciples’ strength is not something his newbie self can contend with, he simply bolted!"

Mo Nian said with a sarcastic expression on his face.

"My junior brother is not that kind of person!" Jiang Ruorong retorted.

"Who knows what kind of person he is? Let’s just wait and see if he’ll come back. If he’s not fleeing the battle, he’ll certainly return before the duel begins, won’t he?" Mo Nian said.

...

Qin Qing quickly left the Martial Arts Ground and returned to Qiuhai Villa.

He didn’t even explain his reasons to Mo Kong, Bai Qiuhe, and others, nor did he have an extra word with Jiang Ruorong.

The reason was that he felt he was about to break through; the thin barrier to the next level was so close.

Qin Qing was very clear that such an opportunity was extremely rare and not to be missed.

Therefore, he headed straight for the Cultivation Room.

Without saying a word to anyone, he began his seclusion immediately.

"Huff huff..."

As soon as Qin Qing sat down and began to practice the Emperor Dragon Secret Technique, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth converged towards him like rivers flowing into the sea.

Quickly, he absorbed all these energies into his body.

At the same time, his Martial Soul manifested. Behind him in the void, the Divine Dragon seemed as if it had been there since ancient times—indifferent and desolate, exuding the majesty of an eternal presence.

This sense of majesty and the indifferent desolation seemed to permeate Qin Qing every moment, transforming the aura around Qin Qing toward that of the Divine Dragon.

Of course, the most important thing was the spiritual energy inside Qin Qing; this energy, gathering together like a surging river, continuously scoured his meridians and poured into his dantian, endlessly tempering his physical body.

Then his Qi-Blood rose, and with the surge of spiritual energy into the Soul Palace, he began to temper his life Martial Soul.

"Ao..."

The Divine Dragon, as if embedded in the void, roared towards the heavens, and the Dragon’s Chant’s resonance echoed, emitting a terrifying pressure.

...

On the other side.

The Great Qian Martial Institute’s council hall.

The place was simple and solemn, adorned with many ancient artifacts.

East Campus’s Qin Chang had already been seated there for a while, and beside him sat a young man, treated as an honored guest.

On another side beside this young man stood the Prime Minister of the Imperial Court, Shangguan Yong.

This young man was dressed in a red gold python robe; with a face like jade and eyes like stars, he exuded an elegant and noble bearing. It was clear he was brought up with great privilege and carried an inherent arrogance engrained deep in his bones.

This person was the Seventh Prince of the current Great Qian Dynasty, the seventh son of the current Emperor.

There was a very credible rumor that the current Emperor was ill, his health deteriorating day by day to the point he could not even stand and was confined to his bed daily.

This Emperor could pass away at any moment.

And his sons, naturally at this time, were starting to have ambitions, each wanting to ascend to the throne as the next Emperor.

Of course, among the princes, a fierce but silent battle had ensued.

And now, this Seventh Prince had become the one with the strongest appeal among them.

On the one hand, he had considerable means and talent, and his innate ability for cultivation was said to exceed all others.

On the other hand, he had the support of a series of civil and military officials led by the current Prime Minister of the Imperial Court.

Therefore, most people were optimistic that this Seventh Prince would smoothly succeed to the imperial throne.

At this moment, the Seventh Prince was sitting with his eyes slightly closed, as if dozing, conserving energy, while listening to the conversation of Qin Chang and others in the Great Qian Martial Institute.

"Qin Chang, according to our agreement. Since our West Courtyard won this latest competition among the new disciples, shouldn’t the year-end resource allocation, including elixirs and spiritual treasures, all be allocated to our West Courtyard by an additional fifty percent?"

Xu Fang said loudly to Qin Chang who was sitting across from him.

"Hehe, Xu Fang, what do you think?" Qin Chang said with a sly smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.

"What do I think? Do I even need to have an opinion?" Xu Fang raised his eyelids, "This was the agreement beforehand. Surely, Headmaster Qin, you don’t intend to go back on your word?"

"Going back on my word? Certainly not!" Qin Chang hehe’d with a laugh, "But that matter is secondary. What we need to discuss now is whether there’s a need for the West Courtyard to stay or go!"

"The West Courtyard’s future?" Xu Fang’s eyebrows shot up. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

"That’s right, whether the West Courtyard still has a reason to exist! That’s what we need to consider!" Linghu Leiyue also spoke up.

"Of course the West Courtyard has a reason to exist, everything is fine as it is, why should it not be necessary?" Another elder from the West Courtyard asserted.

"Whether it’s necessary or not isn’t something for you to decide!"

Just then, the Seventh Prince, who had been silent with his eyes shut, suddenly spoke up.

As soon as he spoke, the previously boisterous hall fell silent.

All eyes turned toward the Seventh Prince.

"It’s true, the matters of the Great Qian Martial Institute shouldn’t involve me. But lately, I’ve heard many unfavorable rumors, including some suggesting that members of the Great Qian Martial Institute are plotting with the Prince of Zhennan to revolt against the Great Qian Dynasty. Thus, the matters of the Great Qian Martial Institute are no longer solely its own!"

"But instead!"

"It involves the Great Qian royal family, the fate of the nation. Therefore, we of the royal family cannot stand by and ignore it!"

The words of the Seventh Prince made Xu Fang’s eyelids twitch.

What a broad-brimmed hat this was.

Revolt?

The fate of the nation?

"Seventh Prince, aren’t these words too severe?" Xu Fang said in a cold voice.

"Whether it’s severe or not is not up for you, Xu Fang, to decide!"

By the Seventh Prince’s side, an elder with white eyebrows glanced at Xu Fang coldly. This elder, who although stood by the Seventh Prince’s side, had an aura no less formidable than the prince himself, though until now his presence had been subdued.

But as he spoke those words, a chilling aura burst forth from him, making the grand hall seem even colder.

This clean-faced elder with white eyebrows was none other than a Nascent Soul Level powerhouse.

And on the other side of the Seventh Prince stood a tall, robust man clad in brocaded garments, whose aura was also incredibly powerful, openly revealing itself at this moment.

He was also a Nascent Soul Level Martial Ancestor!

Two Nascent Soul Realm Martial Ancestors had come to the Great Qian Martial Institute with the Seventh Prince!

It was clear, this time they were intent on completely upsetting the current structure of the Great Qian Martial Institute.

This Seventh Prince, he had no simple goal...