The Prince Can Do Divination-Chapter 155 - 135: Upper Trigram of Good Fortune, Venerable Purple Fate Grid [Imperial Family]
The two quickly separated.
The Thick-Eyebrow Monk cursed, "Yang Jian, you’re ruining my plans again?!"
The tall man called Yang Jian had extremely cold eyes visible through the eyeholes of his mask.
"Fa Hai, isn’t it enough that your Yunwan Commerce Association has monopolized all the major economic arteries of Great Yan? Now you’re even going after Princess Jin Wu. How audacious! This belongs to the Court!"
"Hmph!"
The Thick-Eyebrow Monk was furious. He roared, "His Highness is determined to have this cargo! Not even the Celestial King himself can stop him!"
In the blink of an eye, the two were fighting again.
The battle was incredibly fierce.
They were locked in a stalemate, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Seeing this, Luo Qiufu’s expression was stirred. She silently committed the name of this man, Yang Jian, to memory.
She also overheard their conversation and thought to herself.
’It seems I have a clue about this assassination attempt. The mastermind appears to be the Yunwan Commerce Association.’
’I’ve heard the name of this association before.’
’In the Golden Crow Country, many goods from Great Yan come from the Yunwan Commerce Association.’
’Its backer seems to be a Prince from Great Yan.’
’Could it be him who’s targeting me?’
’But why?’
The battle ended quickly.
In the end, Yang Jian proved to be the superior fighter.
The Thick-Eyebrow Monk was severely wounded.
"Righteous warrior, I’ll help you!"
The injured middle-aged General, who had been watching from the side, had sharp eyes. Seeing the monk weakened, he immediately charged with his sword, intending to launch a sneak attack and kill him.
Seeing this, the Bronze Tiger-Faced Youth hurriedly stopped him.
"General, wait!"
"This man is still of great use. Leave him alive!"
He instantly blocked the middle-aged General’s path, parrying the sword strike. The sword carried immense Momentum, and its Sword Qi cut through the air.
The middle-aged General’s heart leaped into his throat, and he immediately tried to stop, but he was a step too slow.
The Sword Qi instantly shattered the youth’s Bronze Mask, revealing a stunning glimpse of his features—his divinely handsome and graceful, Ruyu-like appearance.
At that moment, Princess Jinwu Luo Qiufu’s pupils contracted. Her delicate body froze on the spot as if a bolt of electricity had shot through her heart.
’Heavens!’
’How could such a handsome man exist in this world?’
The next second, her heart was in turmoil.
She felt her heart stir, as if this man, Yang Jian, was born with a natural Charm Skill that could bewitch one’s Heart Spirit and steal one’s soul.
Gazing at his flawless profile and his gentle, Ruyu-like temperament, and especially sensing the faint masculine scent wafting from him at such close proximity, she couldn’t help but blush.
Fortunately, protected by his Sword Intent, Yang Jian was largely unharmed by the Sword Qi.
But in that fleeting moment, the Thick-Eyebrow Monk seized the opportunity. He crushed a Thunder Pearl, setting off a series of explosions. Amidst the rising smoke and dust, he vanished from the spot.
"Yang Jian, just you wait!"
Only his voice was left echoing.
The Bronze Tiger-Faced Youth sighed in regret, "Alas, see? You let him get away."
The middle-aged General immediately showed an expression of extreme guilt.
"I’m sorry. It was I who was too hasty."
’If it weren’t for me, this righteous warrior would have probably subdued him. I was too impatient.’
Princess Jin Wu, her full figure draped in a long dress, bowed with her hands clasped toward Yang Jian. With a grateful expression, she said, "Thank you for saving me, sir!"
Lu Mingyuan did his best to keep his gaze straight ahead, not letting his eyes wander lecherously. He waved his hand. "It’s nothing. I, Yang Jian, have always despised the treacherous and cunning."
Just then, a scout cavalryman who had been gathering the defeated soldiers reported, "Princess, we found wheel tracks in the nearby mountain forest, as well as a dropped banner of the Yunwan Commerce Association."
"The woman in black from before is nowhere to be found."
"The Ancient Sword is hovering three li away. No one can move it."
Luo Qiufu furrowed her brow and thought, ’Could it really be the Seventh Prince of Great Yan?’
Meanwhile, Lu Mingyuan, having heard that "the woman in black is nowhere to be found," glanced impassively toward the mountain forest.
’I’m not surprised.’
At that very moment, text appeared before his eyes.
[Gua Cheng, Great Fortune!]
[Emperor Orange Fate Grid - Trapped Dragon in the Abyss, Refinement Level increased to 58%]
[Survived the calamity of Prince Jin, triggering Life Chart Trait (Dragon Raising Its Head). Obtained one purple Opportunity.]
[Promoted to Venerable Purple Fate Grid - Imperial Family, Refinement Level 10%]
[Venerable Purple Life Chart (Imperial Family): Born of imperial lineage, holding the sun at birth. Shone upon by the Emperor Star and blessed with Great Luck, you possess the potential to become an emperor. A dragon has nine sons, and each is unique. The constellations above shift and stir—let all listen to the dragon’s roar and behold the Qilin Child!]
[Unlocked Life Chart Trait - Qilin Child (Basic Level)]
[Qilin Child (Basic Level): A man on the path like Ruyu, a gentleman without peer in this world. Your features will not age. Greatly increases appearance, temperament, and charisma. Everyone’s favorability towards you will slightly increase.]
’Qilin Child?’
’Isn’t that just an enhanced version of a handsome man?’
Lu Mingyuan mused.
At his side, Princess Jin Wu suppressed the stirring in her heart and said softly, "I still have many questions for you, sir. I wonder if it would be convenient for you?"
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