Chapter 477 Dream Devouring Gu, Ambush, Return to the Clan

Chapter 477 Dream Devouring Gu, Ambush, Return to the Clan

Chapter 477 Dream Devouring Gu, Ambush, Return to the Clan (10k)
Coming up from the temple, Fu Changsheng sat cross-legged in the wooden house of the Five Elements Space, his mind focused on the panel of his sea of ​​consciousness, with some expectation:
"I wonder what I'll win in this special draw?"

He was quite satisfied with the prizes he won in the previous draws.

Immediately, an idea came to mind:
"Redeem for a special prize draw."

hum!
The light on the panel suddenly became brighter, and countless mysterious runes flowed, eventually condensing into a dark golden mysterious box, which slowly fell into Fu Changsheng's palm.

The box was completely black, with blood-colored lines all over its surface. It felt icy cold to the touch, as if it could suck away a person's body temperature.

"Huh? This box is unique."

Fu Changsheng was a little nervous. He gathered a wisp of spiritual power on his fingertips and gently tapped the restriction in the center of the box.

"Click——"

The restriction cracked with a sound, the lid of the box slowly opened, and a cold breath instantly filled the entire quiet room.

In the box, there lay quietly a thumb-sized insect egg.

The eggs are transparent throughout, and a dark red thread can be vaguely seen wriggling slowly inside, rising and falling slightly as if it has life.

The system light curtain automatically pops up for analysis——

[Dream-eating Gu: Eggs]

[Level: Unknown]

[Hatching conditions: Feed with blood essence for 100 days, supplemented with magical attribute natural treasures 'Fantasy Heart Grass' and 'Soul-confusing Spring']

[Features: Mature bodies can devour dreams, weave illusions, and even tamper with memories]

Fu Changsheng's pupils shrank slightly.

——Devouring dreams? Tampering with memories?

The first thought that flashed through his mind was to heal Ningning.

"If this poison matures... maybe it can cure Ningning."

He carefully lifted up the eggs, which seemed to sense something and trembled slightly, as if responding to his touch.

"Need to be fed with blood essence..."

Gan Muwan was an expert in hatching and taming poisonous insects. He already had enough spiritual pets of his own. Besides, he had to concentrate on forming the elixir and had no time to cultivate and hatch the insect eggs.

The decision is made.

He immediately planned to entrust his clansmen to take the [Dream-Eating Gu] eggs to Gan Muwan who was guarding Tianlang Mountain. Since Gan Muwan had made many contributions to the construction of the family, this was equivalent to a reward for her.

The thought just came to mind.

A familiar mechanical voice sounded in my mind:
"Ding"

"You have added a Dream Devouring Gu egg that contains infinite potential to your family, and you have gained 3,600 family contribution points."

"Ding"

"Your son-in-law Wu Qing successfully broke through the Purple Palace and obtained one thousand family contribution points."

Followed by.

The family contribution value on the panel changed to seven thousand six hundred.

After Fu Changsheng came out of the Five Elements Space and entrusted the dream-eating insect eggs to others, he went directly to Xuanxiao Mountain, intending to use the formation set up by the previous great elder of Xuanxiao Sect to go into seclusion and break through the golden elixir!
but.

Before retreat.

He still habitually exchanged a wave of information to avoid any unexpected situations. He immediately thought:
"Exchange information!"

On the top of Xuanxiao Mountain, a sea of ​​clouds is surging.

Fu Changsheng stood on the edge of the cliff, his sleeves fluttering and his eyes as sharp as lightning. He raised his hand and made a gesture, and a flash of light shone through his fingertips. The clouds and mist in the mountains suddenly parted, revealing a deep path.

"Formation, close."

As the word "low" came to mind, the entire Xuanxiao Mountain's protective mountain formation suddenly closed, the spiritual patterns disappeared, and a layer of light blue light curtain appeared on the surface of the mountain, blocking out all outside prying eyes.

——This place has become a desolate area.

He turned and walked deep into the mountain, passed through a narrow crack in the rocks, and suddenly the view in front of him opened up -

Nine-turn spiritual spring!

A pool of turquoise spring water flows quietly, and the surface of the water is filled with rich spiritual energy, like smoke and fog, condensed and not dispersing. Around the spring, there are nine naturally formed stone pillars, and the pillars are engraved with obscure ancient runes.

The Nine-Turn Spiritual Spring can cleanse the meridians and refine the golden elixir, and is an excellent place for Purple Mansion cultivators to break through.

Fu Changsheng took off his outer robe and slowly stepped into the spiritual spring.

"Wow—"

The spring water was icy cold, but the moment it touched his skin, it turned into a boiling hot stream, flowing into his limbs and bones along his meridians. He groaned, and immediately sat cross-legged, forming seals with his hands, and practicing the Qing Emperor's Longevity Secret.

"The Green Emperor has come to the world, and all trees will live forever..."

The mantra of the technique was recited silently in the mind, and the magic power in the body surged like a river, circulating back and forth in the meridians. Every time it flowed, it was further tempered and compressed by the majestic spiritual energy contained in the spiritual spring.

One year, two years...

Fu Changsheng sat quietly like a stone sculpture, his body gradually covered with a layer of green spiritual moss, and even a few tender leaves grew among his hair, as if he had merged into one with this world.

The spring water dropped five feet, and the spiritual veins at the bottom of the pool began to hum as if they were overwhelmed. The liquid mana in Fu Changsheng's body began to crystallize, and each drop was as heavy as a thousand pounds, pressing down on the barrier of his dantian and causing it to crackle.

Three years...

The Nine Revolutions Spiritual Spring is almost dry.

Light golden blood oozed from Fu Changsheng's seven orifices, but the purple palace mark between his eyebrows became brighter and brighter, with faint dan patterns emerging.

"boom--!!!"

On this day, the entire Xuanxiao Mountain shook violently.

Fu Changsheng suddenly opened his eyes, blue and red flashing alternately in his eyes. The vast mana in his purple palace had now been compressed into a round crystal the size of a longan!

The surface of the crystal is covered with mysterious patterns. Although it has not yet reached the golden elixir stage, it already possesses three-tenths of the golden elixir's characteristics.

Fake Dan realm, accomplished!
"call……"

He exhaled a long breath, and the breath condensed into substance and pierced through the rock wall like a sword.

The moment he stood up, the dried-up spirit pool collapsed completely, and all the spirit stones in the mountain were turned into powder.

Fu Changsheng clenched his fists, feeling the surging power in his body.

——After three years of sitting in boredom, he finally broke through the shackles of the Purple Palace.

——Next, it is the real golden elixir road!

The autumn rain was dripping, making crisp sounds on the bluestone slabs. Zhou Kang'er stood in the corridor of the villa, looking at the gray sky, his fingers unconsciously stroking the jade pendant on his waist - it was given to him by the old prince on his tenth birthday, but now it has become his only wish.

"Young Master, it's windy outside." The wet nurse, Madam Zhao, came over holding a dark blue cape, her eyes full of heartache. She looked at the young master she had raised since childhood, whose originally round cheeks were now thin and angular, and whose almond-shaped eyes, which resembled those of Madam Fu, no longer had the spirit of the past.

Zhou Kanger gathered his cloak and his fingertips touched a hidden embroidery pattern on the lining - it was the work of his mother Fu Ningning. He suddenly said, "Mammy, you said yesterday that my mother is still alive?"

Zhao Ma looked around and lowered her voice: "I asked my nephew to find out. Madam Fu is indeed recuperating in the Fu family in Huizhou. But..." She hesitated, "If the Seventh Prince knew that the young master was going to look for..."

"Father?" Zhou Kang'er sneered, with raindrops dripping down his chin. "Has he ever considered me as his son?"

At the birthday banquet a month ago, when the Seventh Prince publicly announced that his concubine's son Zhou Ye would be the crown prince, he did not even spare a glance for the legitimate son's seat. The guests' eyes, either pitying or mocking, were like knives slicing Zhou Kang'er to death.

"Young Master, please think twice!" Nanny Zhao grabbed his sleeve anxiously, "The old prince loved you the most when he was alive, so the position of heir..."

"Grandfather has passed away." Zhou Kang'er closed his eyes. "Madam, there is no need to persuade me anymore. I will go back to the mansion today to get some old things and leave for Wuzhou tomorrow."

He was exiled to another garden.

At first he thought it was just his father's momentary anger and that his father would let him move back to the palace after some time. However, more than ten years passed in the blink of an eye and his father had completely given up on him.

That's the case.

Then there is no need for him to continue staying in the villa.

It's time to take back the things hidden in the mansion.

The Prince's Mansion was still majestic in the rain, and the copper nails on the vermilion gate shone coldly. The guard saw that it was him and saluted perfunctorily: "My Lord, the Crown Prince has ordered that you must inform him before returning to the mansion."

Zhou Kanger clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms. Once upon a time, who in this mansion didn't respect him as "Little Prince"?
"I am taking my own things, why do I need permission from others?" He raised his foot and walked in, but the guards blocked his way. During the stalemate, a fragrant breeze blew over, accompanied by a harsh laugh.

"I was wondering who it was, it turned out to be my eldest brother." Zhou Ye came over waving a gold-painted folding fan, and the newly hung jade token of the prince on his waist was dazzling. He deliberately raised his voice: "Didn't father tell you to reflect on yourself in the other courtyard? Why, you can't get used to living in that broken courtyard?"

Zhou Kanger straightened his back, the rain dripping down his temples: "Zhou Ye, since you have already got what you wanted, why are you being so aggressive?"

"How dare you!" Zhou Ye's expression suddenly changed. "Who allowed you to talk to the prince like that?"

He raised his hand to slap it, but froze in mid-air—

The Seventh Prince had stood at the corner of the corridor at some point, watching coldly.

Zhou Kanger looked at his father, the man who always spoke softly to his mother in his memory, but now looked at him with eyes worse than a stranger. His heart seemed to be tightened by an invisible hand, and he suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

"Son, I'm leaving." He bowed hastily and turned to walk towards his former courtyard. Behind him came Zhou Ye's flattering "Father, be careful of the steps" and the Seventh Prince's indifferent "hmm".

The red lacquer gate of Wutong Courtyard had long been mottled, and the copper lock was tangled with cobwebs, obviously no one had set foot in it for many years. Zhou Kanger stood in front of the courtyard, looking at this small courtyard that once belonged to him, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Master, I'll guard the door for you." Madam Zhao said in a low voice, her cloudy eyes full of vigilance, "The prince..."

"Don't worry, Ma'am. I'll get my things and leave right away." Zhou Kang'er took a deep breath and pushed open the courtyard door that had been closed for a long time.

The courtyard was overgrown with weeds, and a few wild flowers grew stubbornly in the cracks of the stone steps. He walked straight to his bedroom, opened the ban, pushed the door open, and entered, with dust falling.

Inside the secret room, there was an ebony box in the corner. It was given by the old prince when he was about to confer the title of heir to his grandson, saying that it could only be opened after he broke through the Purple Palace. Zhou Kanger squatted down, gently stroked the family crest on the lid of the box with his fingertips, then bit his finger and dripped blood on the keyhole.

"Click——" the box opened.

There was a dark old box inside, and on top of the box was a yellowed piece of paper with the old prince's vigorous handwriting on it:

"Blood is the key, and thoughts are the guide."

Zhou Kanger frowned, thinking about the meaning, when he suddenly felt a faint spiritual power fluctuation coming from the floor under his feet. He looked down suddenly and found that a dark red forbidden pattern was faintly emerging on the blue bricks under the futon!
"Is this... a blood restriction?"

He suddenly remembered that one rainy night before his mother Fu Ningning disappeared, she had rushed into his yard in a panic and stayed in front of his bed for a long time. At that time, he just thought that his mother came to remind him of his homework, but now he thought that there might be another hidden reason!
Zhou Kanger cut his palm without hesitation and pressed the blood into the center of the restriction.

"Om-"

The blood light suddenly shone, and the blue brick slowly moved away, revealing a secret compartment. Inside, quietly, a spirit beast bag embroidered with gold thread lay, and a wisp of lavender spiritual mark was wrapped around the bag's opening - that was the breath of the mother!

Just as he reached out to take it, Zhao Mama's urgent call came from outside the courtyard:
"Your Highness! The young master is resting, you can't——"

"Get lost, old man!" A young man's arrogant voice rang out, "I want to see what my good brother has come back to steal!"

As footsteps approached, Zhou Kanger's eyes flashed. He quickly stuffed the spirit beast bag into his sleeve and closed the secret compartment with his backhand.

The moment I came out of the secret room.

"Bang!" The door was kicked open fiercely.

Zhou Ye rushed in with four or five guards, his eyes full of arrogance, the jade pendant on his waist jingling, obviously trying to show off his new status.

"Oh, big brother, you are rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, what are you looking for?" Zhou Ye tilted his head and smiled sarcastically, "Are you trying to steal the treasures in the mansion?"

Zhou Kang'er's face was calm, but his fingers in his sleeves tightly grasped the spirit beast bag: "It's my yard, I can come whenever I want, why should I explain to you?"

Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes and sneered, "He's sneaking around. There must be something fishy going on! Someone, search him!"

Two guards stepped forward, Zhou Kanger took a step back and said sternly: "Zhou Ye! Don't go too far!"

"Too much?" Zhou Ye laughed. "Father has long since disowned you as his son. Why are you still acting like a legitimate son?" He waved his hands fiercely. "Take off his clothes. I want to see what he's hiding!"

Zhou Kanger took a half step back and took out a jade seal from his sleeve: "My grandfather left a will that seeing this seal is like seeing him in person. Zhou Ye, are you going to disrespect my grandfather?"

Zhou Ye's face suddenly changed. The jade seal was the old prince's personal belongings. He gritted his teeth and said, "You are just an abandoned child!"

The sound of rain gradually increased, and the tense atmosphere in Wutong Courtyard almost solidified. Zhou Ye's guards were about to step forward when they suddenly heard hurried footsteps outside the courtyard.

"What's going on?!"

With a cold shout like thunder, the Seventh Prince Zhou Xuanming strode into the courtyard, followed by several housekeepers. He was wearing a black brocade robe, with a purple goldfish symbol of the prince's status hanging on the jade belt around his waist. His face was stern and his brows were full of majesty.

When Zhou Ye saw his father coming, he immediately restrained his arrogance and bowed: "Father, I am just worried that my eldest brother will return home without permission and may do something unlawful..."

Zhou Xuanming's eyes were like knives, sweeping across the jade seal in Zhou Kang'er's hand, and his pupils suddenly shrank. That was the old prince's personal token, which he had sought many times in the past but failed to obtain, and now it appeared in the hands of this "abandoned child"!
"Heh..." Zhou Xuanming sneered, his voice low and dangerous, "The old prince really loves you, he even gave you the 'Xuanming Seal'."

Zhou Kang'er clenched the jade seal tightly, his knuckles turning white. He looked directly at his father, his voice calm but trembling: "Father, I am only here to get some old things today, and I have no intention of causing any trouble."

"Old stuff?" Zhou Xuanming's eyes fell on the spirit beast bag that was vaguely exposed on Zhou Kanger's sleeves, and his eyes were filled with disgust. "Your mother stole someone away and ran away. Now you want to follow in her footsteps and steal things from my house?"

Zhou Kanger raised his head suddenly, his eyes bloodshot: "Father! Mother has never done anything to let you down! Why do you——"

“Shut up!” Zhou Xuanming was furious. He waved his sleeves and a stream of spiritual power directly pushed Zhou Kanger back several steps. “The evidence was irrefutable back then, and you still dare to quibble?!”

Seeing this, Zhou Ye took the opportunity to fan the flames: "Father, my elder brother has already violated the law by returning home without permission, and now he is disrespecting you, which is really treasonous!"

Zhou Xuanming closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already cold: "Zhou Kang'er, listen to me. From today on, you are no longer a member of my Seventh County Prince's Mansion. I will erase your name from the family tree; you - take care of yourself."

Zhou Kanger listened to his father's cold words, and the last glimmer of light in his eyes went out. He slowly lowered his hand holding the jade seal, his knuckles turning white from exerting too much force, but he ultimately failed to activate the power within.

"Okay..." He laughed softly, his voice hoarse, "Since father is so determined, then I...will no longer be a nuisance to you."

He turned around, the rain dripping down his hair, his back was lonely and desolate. Zhao Ma staggered to catch up, but was stopped by the guards.

"Young Master!" the old nanny followed, crying.

Zhou Kanger did not look back, but just clenched the spirit beast bag in his sleeve and walked out of the gate of the Seventh Prince's Mansion step by step.

Zhou Kanger's figure gradually disappeared in the rain, and the gate of the Seventh Prince's Mansion closed heavily behind him, as if severing the last blood connection.

Zhou Ye stood in the corridor, looking at Zhou Kanger's receding back, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes.

"Father, my eldest brother..." He spoke in a worried tone.

"No need to mention it again." Zhou Xuanming interrupted coldly and turned away. "From today on, there will be no such person in the Seventh County Prince's Mansion."

Zhou Ye nodded his head, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

——Zhou Kanger must die!

Zhou Ye returned to the study, tapping the table lightly with his fingertips, a calculating gleam in his eyes.

"Someone come." He called in a low voice.

A dark figure appeared silently behind him and knelt on one knee: "What do you want, my lord?"

Zhou Ye narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice: "Zhou Kang'er returned home today, not to take any 'old things'."

He recalled the spirit beast bag vaguely visible from Zhou Kanger's sleeve and the jade seal bestowed by the old prince, and felt increasingly uneasy.

"Although he is an abandoned son, he is still a legitimate son. If he gets any chance in the future, or...if my maternal family intervenes, my position as the crown prince may not be secure."

The shadow was silent for a moment, then whispered, "The prince wants to..."

Zhou Ye sneered, took out a token from his sleeve and threw it to the man in black.

"Send the Blood Shadow Three to follow him and find a secluded place—" He made a gesture of wiping his neck, "Remember, it must be clean and neat, and don't leave any traces."

The man in black took the token, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes: "I understand."

Zhou Ye nodded with satisfaction, and added: "If he has any treasures, be sure to bring them back."

"Yes!" The man in black took the order and disappeared into the night in a flash.

Zhou Ye picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes full of pride.

"My dear brother, don't blame me for being cruel...if you want to blame someone, blame you for blocking my way!"

...

...

It was dark at night, and Zhou Kang'er was walking alone on a path in the wilderness. The rain soaked his clothes, and the cold was biting, but it was far less than the coldness in his heart.

He tightly grasped the spirit beast bag in his sleeve, which was the only clue left by his mother.

"Huizhou...Fu family..."

He murmured quietly, a hint of determination in his eyes.

Suddenly, he stopped and became acutely aware of the strangeness around him.

——It’s too quiet!
Even the chirping of insects and birds disappeared, leaving only the rustling sound of raindrops hitting the leaves.

"not good!"

He turned around suddenly and shouted: "Who?!"

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Three dark shadows leapt down from the treetops and surrounded him in a triangle.

——Purple Mansion Monk!
Zhou Kanger's pupils suddenly shrank, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

"Three Purple Mansion assassins?!"

He is only at the foundation-building stage, how can he be the enemy?

The leading man in black sneered, and with a flash of cold light in his hand, a short blade tempered with deadly poison stabbed straight forward!

"boom--!"

Zhou Kanger hastily summoned the protective spiritual light, but was knocked back several feet by the blow, with a trace of blood flowing out of his mouth.

"Damn it!"

He gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, but saw that the other two men in black had surrounded him from both sides, with magic weapons in their hands flashing cold light and murderous intent!
——Can’t escape!
At the critical moment, an old figure suddenly rushed out and blocked him!

"Master, leave quickly!"

Nanny Zhao’s spiritual power exploded all over her body. Although her foundation building skills were not as good as those of Purple Palace, she still fought desperately to block the attack!
"Mammy?!" Zhou Kanger's eyes were red with anger.

"Go!" Madam Zhao shouted, "This old slave will hold them back!"

The man in black sneered: "Just building a foundation, you are looking for death!"

"boom--!"

A palm wind came and knocked Zhao Ma Ma back several feet. She hit the tree trunk hard and vomited blood.

Zhou Kanger's eyes were bloodshot, but he knew it was futile for him to stay.

--escape!
He gritted his teeth, turned around, mobilized all his spiritual power, and ran wildly into the depths of the dense forest!

——He can’t die!
——He must survive!
The rain was like a knife as Zhou Kanger ran fast on the muddy mountain path. The three dark shadows behind him were like a thorn in his side and he could not get rid of them.

"Three Purple Mansion assassins... Zhou Ye, they are determined to kill him!"

He gritted his teeth and mobilized all his spiritual power, but the gap between foundation building and purple mansion was ultimately insurmountable.

"Shh-!"

A cold light pierced through the air. Zhou Kanger dodged to the side, but his shoulder was still cut. Blood instantly soaked his clothes. "Bang!"

The other killer slapped him in the air with his spiritual power like a tide, knocking him several feet away and hitting him heavily against the tree trunk.

"Cough——" He spat out a mouthful of blood foam, his eyes filled with bloodshot.

The three men in black formed a triangle and slowly approached. Their aura was restrained, but their murderous intent was as strong as a substance.

"Surrender and you can keep your body intact." The leader's voice was hoarse, and the short blue blade in his hand was shining coldly.

Zhou Kanger sneered: "Did Zhou Ye send you here?"

The killer remained silent, but his eyes moved slightly, obviously being hit by the words.

——It’s indeed him!
"Want to kill me? Not that easy!" Zhou Kanger slapped his storage bag and took out a golden talisman.

"boom--!"

The talisman exploded, and a dazzling golden light burst out like the blazing sun. The three killers were forced to retreat several steps in an instant.

Zhou Kanger took the opportunity to jump and escape into the depths of the dense forest.

"Chase!" the killer shouted coldly, and his figure flashed out like a ghost.

Just when Zhou Kanger was about to be caught up, a dark green figure suddenly blocked his way!
"Shh-!"

A poisoned dagger slashed across the air, forcing back the nearest killer.

"Grandpa Fei?!" Zhou Kanger was shocked.

"People from the Fu family?" The leader sneered, "Three against one, are you sure you want to stop us, fellow Taoist?"

Ouyang Fei did not answer, but his fingertips moved slightly in his sleeves, and a wisp of colorless and odorless poisonous mist quietly spread.

——The poison has begun to penetrate!
"Kill!" The three killers were afraid that something might happen if they were late, so they looked at each other and attacked at the same time!
The killer on the left formed seals with his hands, and the ground suddenly cracked. Dozens of earth spikes broke out of the ground and pierced Ouyang Fei directly!

"Earth-type cultivator?" Ouyang Fei's figure was like smoke, floating backwards. At the same time, he waved his sleeves and the poisonous mist turned into a barrier. When the earth spikes touched the poisonous mist, they were instantly corroded into mud!

The killer on the right took the opportunity to approach, and slashed out with a blood-red long sword in his hand. The sword energy was like a rainbow, splitting the rain curtain!

"Bloody Sword Intent?!" Ouyang Fei's eyes narrowed, and he flipped his hand and summoned a bone shield.

"clang--!"

The sword and shield collided, cracks spread on the bone shield, and Ouyang Fei was knocked back three steps, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

——What a strong swordsman!
The third killer had not moved at all, but suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils glowing with a faint light!
"Spiritual attack?!" Ouyang Fei felt a great sense of alarm in his heart and quickly closed his eyes to concentrate, but he was still hit by an invisible soul thorn, causing severe pain in his sea of ​​consciousness!

"Puff——" He spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee.

Seeing this, Zhou Kanger gritted his teeth and rushed forward: "Grandpa Fei!"

"Don't come over!" Ouyang Fei shouted, and poisonous mist suddenly burst out from his fingertips!
The three killers were about to pursue the victory, when suddenly -

"Ugh!" The sword cultivator's body froze, and the meridians in his arms turned a strange purple-black color!
"Poison?!" He was horrified and tried to use his spiritual power to force out the poison, but the poison spread quickly like a cancer attached to the bone!
The earth-type killer also realized something was wrong. The circulation of spiritual energy in his body slowed down, and his dantian felt like it was being gnawed by thousands of ants!

"When was I poisoned?!" He looked at Ouyang Fei in horror.

Ouyang Fei wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Since you stepped into this forest."

——The poison has penetrated into the bone marrow!
"Looking for death!" The Soul Killer shouted, endured the severe pain, and used the Soul Stab again!
Ouyang Fei was prepared, a black jade talisman in his sleeve exploded, and the soul thorn was blocked!

"It's my turn!" He rushed forward, and his poisonous palm was as fast as lightning, hitting the other party's crown!
"boom!"

The Soul Killer's head exploded and he died on the spot!

The poison took effect on the remaining two killers, and their fighting power was greatly reduced. The sword cultivator roared, burning his blood and essence, and his sword energy increased by another three points!
“We’ll die together!” He slashed wildly, the blade shining like a blood moon hanging in the air!
Ouyang Fei did not dodge or evade, the poisonous fog condensed into a giant python and collided with the sword energy!
"boom--!"

The air wave exploded, and Ouyang Fei was blown away, with a hideous knife wound on his chest so deep that the bone was visible.

As for the sword cultivator...

"Pfft!"

He fell to his knees, bleeding from all seven orifices, and died from the poison!
The last earth-type killer saw that the situation was hopeless and bit the poison sac in his mouth to pieces!
"Want to die?!" Zhou Kang'er rushed forward and grabbed his throat. "Tell me! Who sent you here?"

The killer grinned, black blood gushing out of the corners of his mouth: "You...will never...know..."

"Crack!"

He cut his own heart meridians and died!

Zhou Kang'er had a gloomy face. He searched the killer's body but could not find any evidence related to Zhou Ye.

"Sure enough...I've been prepared."

Ouyang Fei came over, holding his wound, and said calmly, "How could the assassins in the palace leave any evidence behind? Kang'er, take the antidote first."

Zhou Kanger clenched his fists, his eyes burning with anger.

——Zhou Ye, just wait for me!

...

...

Seven Princes' Palace
"Three Purple Mansions, all dead?"

The jade teacup in Zhou Ye's hand cracked with a "click" sound, and the scalding hot tea dripped through his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

"waste!"

Zhou Ye smashed the teacup to the ground, porcelain shards flying everywhere! Veins popped out on his forehead, and anger almost burst out of his eyes.

"Three Purple Mansions killed one Foundation Establishment, and they were able to wipe out the entire army?! If we had known this would happen, we should have sent five! Ten!"

The temperature in the hall dropped suddenly.

The guard Zhao Han hesitated for a moment, but stepped forward and whispered, "Sir, I'm afraid we'll have to send someone to cover up our tracks, in case the prince finds out."

Zhou Ye glanced at him coldly: "Why? You want to teach me how to do things too?"

Zhao Han said with a stiff face, "I dare not. But... Zhou Kang'er's mother's family, the Fu family, has been in the limelight recently."

He carefully observed the prince's expression and continued, "The daughter of the Fu family's head, Fu Yongxuan, has already formed a golden elixir, and Fu Changsheng is at the peak of the Purple Palace, and may break through at any time. Moreover..."

"And what?" Zhou Ye asked in a dangerous tone.

"The Fu family is just waiting for an imperial decree from His Majesty, and then they can be officially canonized as a sixth-rank family." Zhao Han swallowed his saliva. "What's more troublesome is that Fu Changsheng has just been appointed as the Heavenly Punishment Division's Enforcer. Although he has no real power, it is said that after breaking through the Golden Core, if he performs outstandingly, he can be recommended and canonized as a Patrol Angel."

The hall was deathly silent.

Suddenly, Zhou Ye laughed out loud, but his laughter was chilling: "A mere sixth-rank family is worthy of threatening my Seventh County Prince's Mansion? Besides, Fu Changsheng doesn't even have the cultivation level of a fake elixir, let alone a golden elixir!"

“Even if he manages to condense the golden elixir by chance,” he slammed the table and stood up, “My Zhou family is of royal blood! Even if the Fu family had ten guts, would they dare to touch me?!”

Zhao Han hesitated to speak, and finally whispered: "But since the old prince passed away, the princess has not asked about the affairs of the palace for decades. Now the court..."

The palace is going downhill.

It is not advisable to make enemies again.

"Shut up!" Zhou Ye kicked over the table, and the jade slips and documents scattered all over the floor.

He grabbed Zhao Han by the collar, his eyes flashing with madness: "Remember your identity! As long as the plaque of my Seventh Prince's Mansion is still hanging, you will always be a royal relative!"

Letting go of his hand, Zhou Ye adjusted his cuffs and suddenly smiled sinisterly:
"According to the intelligence from the palace, the Fu family has discovered a special mineral vein at the junction of Huixi County, Huizhou Prefecture and Xueshamen. Since the Fu family likes to meddle in other people's business so much, let them meddle as much as they want!"

"Zhao Han, send someone to the Blood Demon Sect secretly and leak this information out. The Blood Demon Sect's group of lunatics are blinded by money. I don't believe that they will remain indifferent after learning about this!"

After Zhao Han heard this, his face changed: "Your Highness, please think twice. If the court knows that we have dealings with the sect in the Far West..."

"Idiot, I just let an insignificant person leak some information, and then I'll kill him to silence him. Why are you panicking?"

"You just do whatever this prince says."

Zhao Han responded in a low voice.

I just feel a little helpless.

After the palace door was closed, Zhou Ye stood alone in the mess, looking at the darkening sky outside the window, his eyes narrowed slightly:
"Zhou Kang'er, do you think you'll be safe now that you've found someone to back you up?"

"This prince will let you know what it means to lean on the mountain and the mountain will fall!"

...

...

Outside Huizhou city, dusk was falling.

A green-covered carriage rolled over the official road, the wheels kicking up fine dust. Inside the carriage, Zhou Kang'er leaned against the window, his eyes fixed on the rolling hills in the distance, his expression gloomy.

Nanny Zhao sat aside, holding a handkerchief in her hand, stealing glances at him from time to time, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

Ouyang Fei sat cross-legged with his eyes closed and regulating his breathing. There was a faint dark green spiritual energy flowing around his body, and it was obvious that he was healing.

"Grandpa Fei..."

Zhou Kanger suddenly spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Ouyang Fei slowly opened his eyes, his eyes gentle: "Kang'er, what do you want to ask?"

"Why are you in Jingzhou?"

Ouyang Fei pondered for a moment and said, "The master of the family is worried, so he specially sent me to secretly protect you."

He paused, as if feeling a little guilty: "It's just that I encountered some troubles on the way, which delayed me for a few days and almost missed the big event."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Kanger tightened his fingertips slightly and grasped the corner of his clothes.

——It turns out that there are still people in this world who care about him.

When his grandfather went to Jingzhou, he took him with him, and he stayed at his ancestral home in Yunshan County for some time.

At that time.

His grandfather had already intended to enthrone him as the crown prince.

But everything changed when my grandfather passed away.

Those painful memories came flooding back like a tide.

My father's cold eyes...

The humiliation of being kicked out of the house...

The despair of fleeing all the way...

The three Purple Mansion assassins surrounded and killed...

His eyes gradually turned cold.

"Thank you for your concern, Grandpa."

Zhou Kanger whispered, his eyes becoming noticeably gloomy.

Ouyang Fei keenly sensed something and frowned slightly: "Kang'er, are you feeling depressed?"

Zhou Kanger shook his head, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I just feel that... things in the world are unpredictable."

He looked out the window. Night had fallen and the last ray of sunlight in the sky was swallowed up by darkness.

——Just like his fate, falling from the clouds into the mud.

——But it is not impossible to climb out of the quagmire.

Nanny Zhao secretly wiped her eyes and said softly, "Sir, everything will be fine when we return to Huizhou Prefecture..."

Zhou Kanger did not answer.

Get better?
Ah……

He slowly closed his eyes, but his heart was no longer as innocent as before.

——In this world, you have to rely on yourself after all.

——If no one protects him, he will become stronger on his own!
Ouyang Fei looked at him deeply and sighed in his heart.

This kid...

It has changed after all.

...

Huizhou Prefecture, Fu family inner courtyard.

The bluestone path winds to a secluded courtyard with copper bells hanging from the eaves. When the wind blows, the bells jingle as if whispering.

"arrive."

Ouyang Fei led Zhou Kang'er through the moon-shaped gate, and Nanny Zhao followed closely behind with a nervous look on her face.

The courtyard was filled with luxuriant flowers and trees, rockeries and flowing water, and was very elegantly arranged. It was obvious that it had been carefully maintained.

"Kang'er is here?"

A gentle but majestic voice came.

Zhou Kanger looked up and saw his mistress Liu Meizhen standing in the corridor. She was wearing a plain silk dress and had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, but she couldn't hide the fatigue in the corners of her eyes.

He stepped forward and saluted: "Meet Grandmother."

Liu Meizhen reached out to help him up, looked at him carefully, and a trace of heartache flashed in her eyes: "You've lost weight."

These two short words made Zhou Kanger's nose ache.

——How long has it been? How long has it been since anyone cared whether he had enough food and clothing?
Liu Meizhen turned to Ouyang Fei and asked, "Did you have a smooth journey?"

Ouyang Fei shook his head slightly and whispered, "I encountered some troubles, but it has been resolved."

Liu Meizhen's eyes darkened, as if she had guessed something, but she didn't say much, just patted Zhou Kanger's hand and said, "In the future, this will be your home."

She waved her hand to dismiss the people around her, leaving only Zhou Kanger alone.

"Kang'er..."

Liu Meizhen's voice suddenly softened, as if she couldn't bear it, but had to say it.

"Your mother... is still alive."

Zhou Kanger's pupils suddenly shrank, and his heart trembled violently: "Where is mother...?"

Liu Meizhen closed her eyes, as if trying to suppress her emotions: "Ningning... survived a near-death experience and managed to survive, but..."

She paused, her voice slightly hoarse:
"She forgot about everybody."

Zhou Kanger was struck by lightning and staggered back half a step.

Forgot...everyone?

Liu Meizhen continued, "She is now like a hollow piece of wood, silent, neither crying nor laughing... The doctor said that it was because of the severe trauma to her mind."

Zhou Kanger clenched his hands into fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms, but he felt no pain at all.

——Mother is still alive...but she has become a walking corpse.

——And he couldn't even protect her once.

"Grandma..." he said hoarsely, "Can I see her?"

Liu Meizhen sighed: "Okay, but... don't hold your hopes too high."

She paused, then added: "Kang'er, what happened in the past was not your fault."

Zhou Kanger lowered his head, sobs choking in his throat.

——It’s not his fault?

——But if he were stronger, would everything be different?
Seeing him like this, Liu Meizhen knew that her words were futile, so she could only pat his shoulder and say, "Go and have a rest first. Tomorrow... I'll take you to see her."

Zhou Kanger bowed deeply, turned and left.

The back figure is lonely, as if carrying a thousand pounds.

...

...

The quiet room is dark and filled with the aroma of medicine.

Fu Ningning sat in front of the window, her long hair disheveled, staring out with empty eyes.

Zhou Kanger stood outside the door, his heart beating like a drum.

——This is his mother.

——Still alive, but not the same as I remembered.

He took a deep breath and gently opened the door: "Mother..."

Fu Ningning didn't look back, as if she hadn't heard it.

Zhou Kanger walked forward slowly, each step seemed to be on the edge of a knife. He knelt beside her, his voice trembling slightly: "Mother, I am Kanger...your son."

Fu Ningning still had no reaction, but her fingers paused slightly.

Zhou Kanger's eyes were hot, and he reached out to touch her sleeve: "Mother, I'm back..."

——Just when his fingertips were about to touch hers——

Fu Ningning turned her head suddenly!

Her eyes suddenly became ferocious and she stared at Zhou Kanger's face.

"Zhou...Xuan...Ming..."

Her voice was hoarse like sandpaper, filled with deep hatred.

Zhou Kang'er was startled: "Mother, I am Kang'er, not father——"

"Die!!!"

Fu Ningning suddenly jumped up and grabbed Zhou Kanger's neck! Her nails dug deep into his flesh, and her eyes were filled with crazy murderous intent!
"You ungrateful person... You liar... Go to hell! Go to hell!!!"

Zhou Kang'er was thrown to the ground by her, and the back of his head hit the blue bricks hard, and his eyes went dark. He instinctively grabbed her wrist, but did not dare to struggle hard, for fear of hurting her.

"Mother..." He squeezed out the words with difficulty, "I am...Kang'er..."

Fu Ningning turned a deaf ear to him, tears mixed with crazy hatred rolled down her cheeks: "You lied to me... You said you would protect me forever... But you sent me to hell with your own hands!!!"

Her strength was so amazing that Zhou Kanger's vision began to turn black.

——Is this how his mother sees him?
—A face that resembles his father, an illusion that should be hated?

(End of this chapter)