The Prince Can Do Divination-Chapter 178 - 149: Who is the Mastermind, Turmoil of the Endless Pavilion, The National Preceptor’s Possession
Hearing the cry for help, Lu Mingyuan reacted instantly.
Prince Langya, Lu Yunwan, was calling for help.
’He must have realized he’s being hunted by the Bright Lamp Bureau and the Imperial Guard, so he’s looking for a way out?’
To be honest, the way to save himself was actually quite simple.
Xun Yu was the true culprit behind the turmoil at the grand banquet.
Lu Yunwan could just feign ignorance and push all the blame onto Xun Yu.
The catch was that Lu Yunwan needed to understand the entire situation—who was using him and how. If he couldn’t explain it clearly in a few words and instead revealed what he truly knew, then not even the Immortals could save him.
He was in the thick of it, while I was on the outside.
Naturally, I had the clearest view of some things.
Right now, Lu Yunwan must be utterly clueless, otherwise he wouldn’t have come for help.
However, I couldn’t get away just yet. After all, Luo Ying was right beside me.
’I’ll just let him stew for a bit.’
Luo Ying tilted her head and warned, "The National Preceptor has been suppressed by the two Saints and won’t be showing his face anytime soon. The same goes for Prince Jin. His Dao Practice is unstable, and his Realm has plummeted. This is a perfect opportunity for us to make our move. So, you’d better not pull a disappearing act on me again."
"I understand."
Lu Mingyuan nodded.
"There’s just one question that has been weighing on my mind for a long time. Lord Ying, why exactly have you been plotting so meticulously against Prince Jin’s Mansion? Is it to escape Prince Jin’s control?"
Luo Ying said coolly, "There are many reasons. The main ones are that I refuse to submit to anyone, and I want to seize complete control over the Endless Pavilion."
"Isn’t the Endless Pavilion under the command of Prince Jin’s Mansion?" Lu Mingyuan asked, utterly astonished.
’He’d thought the Endless Pavilion was merely Prince Jin’s tool, something Lu Guangjing had absolute control over.’
But Luo Ying shook her head. "The Infinite Faction has countless Death Warriors under its command, spread throughout all the nations of the Central Plains World. It’s a massive power the National Preceptor has spent a century building, specifically to counter the Three Religions. The Endless Pavilion you see is just the branch in the Imperial Capital—admittedly, a rather powerful one. No infiltration by the Three Religions’ Influence is permitted within its ranks; all its members are rebels by nature."
"The true master of the Infinite Faction is National Preceptor Xun, not Prince Jin. To be frank, Lu Guangjing is just a reliable Puppet. If the National Preceptor wanted to, he could reclaim all power at any moment."
Luo Ying looked at Lu Mingyuan, her eyes serious. "I don’t think Prince Jin’s Mansion can hold out for much longer. Seizing control of the Endless Pavilion as soon as possible is of the utmost importance."
"You are truly farsighted, Lord Ying," Lu Mingyuan said, offering a timely compliment.
Luo Ying sighed, a trace of reminiscence in her cool eyes. "Every Reincarnation of an era brings a change of Dynasties, a great struggle for the world. One could say that geniuses and prodigies emerge endlessly in the Central Plains World, but very, very few actually mature, survive, and become the leading lights of their age. I don’t dare hope to stand at the pinnacle of the era. As long as I can survive this Reincarnation, secure enough trump cards, and make my bid for the Great Dao, that will be enough."
"What comes next for the Great Yan Imperial Capital is a three-way power struggle. The contest between the three Princes will be a clash of titans. If Prince Jin is defeated, he will certainly die. People like us will inevitably be purged, so we need to prepare a fallback plan."
"If the day ever comes when I can no longer wield my sword, you must kill me. I don’t want to suffer the humiliation of falling into that woman Luo Qiufu’s hands, nor do I want to be held accountable by that terrifying National Preceptor, left in a state where I can’t even die."
Luo Ying’s gaze was dead serious. The pupils and whites of her eyes seemed exceptionally clear and bright, giving Lu Mingyuan an odd sensation.
’I have to admit, this former Second Princess of Golden Crow was constantly changing my perception of her.’
’The biggest difference between her and Princess Jinwu was that she had grown up on a knife’s edge in the Jianghu, surviving in the margins of the Cultivation Realm. In terms of grit alone, she was far tougher than a woman like Luo Qiufu, who had been pampered and raised in the Royal Family. Her outlook on life was also far more moving.’
Lu Mingyuan fell silent for a moment before speaking. "Lord Ying, why be so pessimistic? With our strength, we still have a fighting chance. Weren’t the fifty-some C-Grade Tributors in the Endless Pavilion all top-tier experts? And aren’t they under my control now? Each of them likely commands a large number of their own subordinates as well. You’ve been at the A-Level for many years and naturally have plenty of followers. With such a force, are you still afraid we can’t seize the initiative within the Endless Pavilion?"
Luo Ying gave a faint smile. "You’re too optimistic! I might as well tell you the truth. Of the thirty seats held by the B-Grade Tributors under my command, a third are waverers who live off the stipend from Prince Jin’s Mansion. That group can be used, but not trusted with important tasks."
"Another third are undoubtedly Prince Jin’s diehard loyalists. Not only have they been in contact with him, but they’ve probably already pledged their secret allegiance to him."
"Only the last third are my own people, completely loyal to me and fit to be entrusted with great responsibility. There are several other A-Grade Tributors in similar situations. So, in reality, the power Prince Jin commands is ten times greater than my own. My chances of victory aren’t as high as you think."
"Now that you’re on this pirate ship with me, opposing Prince Jin, do you feel even a sliver of regret?"
Faced with Luo Ying’s casual attempt to sound him out, Lu Mingyuan answered without a moment’s hesitation. "From the moment I began helping you deal with the other disobedient Tributors, Lord Ying, we were already in the same boat. Even if I regretted it now, Prince Jin would never let me go. So why not see it through to the end?"
’Besides, Shadow Warriors had already infiltrated most of Pavilion B.’
