Something big happened at the capital. The Prairie Flame Grand Formation reappeared and the Divine King's mansion was refined into a sea of lava.
"I knew something big was going to happen. Just as I expected, even the Godking's Mansion was destroyed. Looks like the chaos has already spread to the Divine Capital," said the Godking.
"What a shame, a genius was refined to death just like that. Not even his bones were left."
"You mean the demon's son, Feng Feiyun?"
"Yes!
This kid is very talented. He only cultivated for four or five years, yet he could compete with those historical geniuses who cultivated for decades. This level of talent is unheard of. If he doesn't die, his future will be limitless. "
"People will be jealous of his great talents. They won't let him grow, so it's only natural that he dies."
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Many places were discussing the tragedy that had just happened. In another immortal abode in the Immortal Capital, people were also discussing it.
"Someone fished out the Divine King's Order from the lava. It's still stained with the demon's blood. Even the fire couldn't burn it away."
"Feng Feiyun's life was worth it. His talents were amazing and he became the Divine King before the age of twenty. Even the prettiest in the world fell in love with him. He has no regrets even in death."
"I heard the prettiest in the world, Nangong Hongyan, also went to the sea of fire. She almost fainted when she saw the Beiming Clan taking the Divine King's Order. She left in a daze as if she had lost her soul."
"Princess Yue also died in the mansion. When her jade medallion was taken to the imperial palace, Consort Ji vomited blood on the spot and fell ill."
It wasn't just the capital. Many great sects outside of the capital heard about this as well.
At the Buddhist sacred ground, Yushou House.
Green mountains, clear waters, and a Buddhist temple. Bells were ringing in the mountains, but the mountains were shrouded in white mist. No one knew where the temple was.
In a Buddhist temple, Nalan Xuejian clutched the jade talisman in her hand, crying her eyes out as she ran outside.
Monk Jiu Rou stopped her and smiled: "I already knew that brat would have a short life, just as I expected …"
"It's all your fault. It's all your fault … If you hadn't cursed him in front of Lord Zeng every day, he wouldn't have died … It's all your fault. Compensate me, compensate me …" Nalan Xuejian's fair face was covered with tears.
"That kid was a scourge, a prodigal son. It's good that he's dead. Now he can cultivate Buddhism with me, right?"
When Monk Jiu Rou heard the news of Feng Feiyun's death, he was happy for an entire hour. His smile was so wide that his face almost broke.
"He's definitely not dead. He won't have a short life." Nalan Xuejian swallowed her tears and sobbed.
"How do you know?" Monk Jiu Rou asked.
"If he's really dead, he'll come to me in my dreams. If he didn't come to me in my dreams, how could he be dead?
Impossible, how could this be … "
Having said this, she slammed her head against the wall with eyes full of despair.
However, her head didn't hit the wall and instead hit Monk Jiu Rou's stomach.
Monk Jiu Rou looked at her and sighed in his mind. What a foolish child!
Foolish child!
Monk Jiu Rou comforted her: "He didn't come to you in your dreams, so it means that he really isn't dead. Why do you want to die?"
Nalan Xuejian's tears flowed even faster. She bit her lips and pitifully said: "He must know that I'm afraid of ghosts and was afraid of scaring me, so he didn't come to me in my dreams. I'm afraid … I'm afraid he's really dead."
Monk Jiu Rou said: "If you're afraid of ghosts, then don't think about that dead ghost anymore. Otherwise, the more you think about it, the more scared you become. Even I'm a bit scared."
"I'm not afraid now …" Nalan Xuejian's face became pale without a trace of blood.
"Because it is daytime right now …" Monk Jiu Rou's expression greatly changed. He quickly grabbed her shoulder and shouted: "Little Girl … you …"
"If I also become a ghost, then I won't be afraid of him scaring me. He … he definitely hasn't gone far. My luck … is good. On the road to the Yellow River … maybe … maybe I can catch up to him … at that time … I'll definitely … scare him … Haha …" Nalan Xuejian still had a smile on her face, but there was a trace of blood on the corner of her mouth. Her charming eyes slowly closed.
Monk Jiu Rou grabbed her wrist and found that it was already cold. The veins in her body were about to be completely shattered, and she had lost half of her life force. Only the six relics were still shining in her body, and their light was starting to dim.
"Truly a foolish, foolish, and foolish child. You are hopelessly stupid."
Monk Jiu Rou shook his head and took out a translucent spirit pill to feed her. Then, he condensed a majestic buddhist power in his palm and pressed it on her soft back to stimulate the vitality of the six śarīras in her body.
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Inside and outside the imperial city, there was only white silk.
It was even whiter than the snow in the sky, adding a tinge of sorrow.
The mourning bell could be heard in the entire capital. The death of the Divine King and the princess at the same time was a great event for the royal clan.
"Alas, what a tragedy!
The Divine King was extremely talented, it's hard to find a second person like him. What a shame that he died at such a young age, a great loss to the dynasty … "Moshou had tears streaming down his face as he looked at the sky and sighed with unspeakable sorrow. It was as if his own father had died.
The other officials also had a solemn expression. Some were crying like Moshou.
"Princess Yue was at the prime of her life, but she was killed by a villain. I heard that Consort Ji is bedridden, so I brought you a 6,000-year-old purple ganoderma in hopes that Consort Ji will get better soon and not be too sad."
Moshou had a sad expression. He took out a spirit mushroom with a violet glow and presented it to the attendant.
Shenya had a bitter expression and whimpered: "Little Sister Cangyue rarely stays at the capital and has suffered a lot since young. I didn't expect this to happen so soon after coming back …" He paused for a bit before continuing: "I was the first to go after hearing the news but I was still too late. I couldn't save her and only found this jade badge in the lava."
Long Shenya took out a jade token!
"Your Highness, your hand?" A marquis asked with concern.
Shenya's hand was full of burn marks. Powerful waves of fire surged through his flesh. There wasn't a single part of his hand that was unharmed.
Shenya took off his robe to reveal his upper body. There were burn marks all over his body. He endured the pain and whimpered: "I've tried my best but … I still couldn't save Little Sister Cangyue."
Many officials in the imperial court came out to comfort him. Only then did he gradually regain his composure. Angrily, he gnashed his teeth and said, "If I find out who did this, I will definitely make him pay with his blood."
"Why are you looking at me like that?" The princess scowled with an unfriendly glare.
Long Shenya replied: "After the massacre, I immediately looked into it. Many people saw you coming out of the Divine King's mansion before the massacre."
Shenya's words were like a stone tossed into the sea. Everyone stared at the princess.
Moshou spoke in a serious manner: "Your Highness, you can't just say such things."
Shenya said: "Your Excellency, I'm not.
Luofu, did you go to the mansion this morning? "
The princess stared at everyone and said: "I have indeed been to the Divine King's mansion."
"What were you doing there?" Shenya asked.
"I …" The princess didn't know what to say.
"The massacre of the Godking's Mansion happened right after you left. Isn't this too much of a coincidence?"
Shenya continued: "You left from the west gate of the Divine King's mansion this morning, how do you explain that?"
The princess slept with Feng Feiyun last night so she naturally had to leave in the morning. How could this be publicized?
How could she explain it?
The princess gritted her teeth and didn't know what to say.
The old Grand Tutor, Dongfang Hanlin, coughed twice and said: "The western gate of the Divine King's mansion is quite remote and uninhabited. How did His Highness know that Princess Luofu came out this morning?"
"Well …" Shenya had many thoughts running through his mind. He naturally couldn't say that he had already sent people to surround the mansion. He paused for a moment before speaking: "There is no such thing as an impenetrable wall in this world. Luofu thought that her cultivation was high enough and her stealth arts were strong enough to fool everyone. Alas, she was still found out. The net of the heavens has long arms, but nothing escapes."
Luofu's expression turned cold: "You think I sent people to destroy the Divine King's mansion?"
"I didn't say that. I just found out that you have a close relationship with the Yinvoid Cave of Northern Frontier and the Solar Sect of Earthchild.
Who in the entire Jin Dynasty doesn't know that Solar Sect is the number one fire sect? "
Shenya suddenly kneeled on the ground and faced the emperor: "These are only my speculations. However, I feel sorry for Sister Cangyue's tragic fate. Please investigate this matter, we cannot let the culprit escape the capital alive!"
Princess Luofu was pushed to the top of the waves.
Beiming Moshou stepped forward and said: "I believe that this has absolutely nothing to do with you. Of course, it is understandable for the crown prince to say such things because of Princess Yue and His Excellency."
"Luofu, do you have anything to say?" The emperor asked.
"The tragedy at the mansion has nothing to do with me." She said.
Moshou continued: "With this happening, the groom selection tomorrow …"
"Proceed as planned, postpone the funerals for the Divine King and Princess Yue." The emperor said.
The princess' expression slightly changed. This meant that the emperor was suspecting her.
The emperor wasn't a fool and wouldn't believe that the princess was the culprit just because of Shenya and Beiming Moshou's act.
However, the destruction of the Divine King's Mansion, the current Divine King and Princess Yue were refined to death. This was a slap to the face of the imperial clan. They would be laughed at by the cultivators of the world. They needed something to distract everyone.
It was the Prince Consort Battle.
This battle was inevitable. It didn't matter who the princess was going to marry, the important thing was that she had lost this power struggle.
Today, although no one could prove that she killed the Divine King and her sister, everyone suspected her. It was useless even if the Jin Emperor believed her. Even if she became the Jin Emperor, she wouldn't be able to get the support of the people.
Thus, the emperor had to give up on her.
In the end, the emperor appointed the three directors and nine ministers to be in charge of the groom selection. Not only would the winner be able to marry the princess, but the winner would also have the chance to become the new Divine King.
This was the busiest and most anticipated event at the capital. People gradually stopped talking about the tragedy at the Divine King's mansion. After all, what was the point of talking about a dead person?
Not only could he marry the prettiest princess in the world, but he could also become the Divine King as well. All the prodigies felt their blood boiling.
The seniors of the major powers also began to make preparations in secret. They took out all of their top-notch Spirit Weapons and powerful Immortal Sects. They had to win this battle.