119: What level will the Azure Dragon God go to?

Prince Xue Xing was scared half to death. Once inside the carriage, he hugged his head, curled up in a corner, his face covered in tears.

Poison Douluo had actually been hesitating about whether he should just flee directly.

After all, who could guarantee that the Azure Dragon Divine Lord wouldn't casually blast him to death as well?

But seeing Prince Xue Xing in such a pathetic state, he sighed and ultimately didn't leave, saying irritably:

"Could you have at least a little bit of courage?!"

"With a courage the size of a sesame seed like yours, you still dare to target the Azure Dragon Temple?"

"I think you'd better give up on power and glory sooner rather than later. What's wrong with being a wealthy gentleman?"

Poison Douluo glared at Prince Xue Xing, feeling frustrated at his lack of progress.

Prince Xue Xing breathed a sigh of relief, his old face flushed red. He leaned against the carriage wall and sat up, saying awkwardly: "Brother Dugu, sigh, I... I might as well be honest with you. It's not just for myself."

"Then what else is it for?" Poison Douluo asked.

Prince Xue Xing sighed, a look of reminiscence appearing on his face. He asked in return: "Brother Dugu, in your eyes, am I someone who lingers among flowers? Am I a man of unrestrained lust? Am I someone who sacrifices himself for profit?"

Poison Douluo thought for a moment, then nodded slightly. "Yes."

Prince Xue Xing was dumbfounded and hurriedly shook his head. "No! Brother Dugu, you've misunderstood me! Sigh, we met when we were young. You should know that I deeply loved a woman back then, but His Majesty took her away..."

Poison Douluo recalled for a moment and nodded slightly; there was indeed such a thing.

"She was the love of my life. She married my elder brother, the Emperor, but she was never happy. After giving birth to the prince, Xue Beng, she died of depression. Just before she died, I risked seeing her. She asked me to take care of Xue Beng..."

A touch of sorrow appeared on Prince Xue Xing's face, his tone profound.

"So, it's for that good-for-nothing Prince Xue Beng?" Poison Douluo sneered, knowing of Prince Xue Beng's absurdities.

Prince Xue Xing nodded gently, then shook his head, saying:

"It's not just Xue Beng. Actually, in recent years, I've always had a suspicion, one I've never spoken of to outsiders. But now, I want to ask Brother Dugu..."

"!!!"

Poison Douluo almost jumped out of the carriage. This old bastard was actually trying to dump more work on him!

Prince Xue Xing hugged Poison Douluo, not letting him leave.

"I suspect the Crown Prince is not the real Crown Prince! He might very well be someone else in disguise. This is my intuition, and there are some clues, but nothing that can truly prove it..."

Holding Poison Douluo, Prince Xue Xing blurted everything out, along with his so-called "last words."

He was essentially entrusting all his affairs after death to Poison Douluo.

Poison Douluo was so angry he felt helpless. He could only hold his nose and accept it, given their many years of friendship.

"However, at most, I will protect Xue Beng's life. I won't make enemies for his sake."

Poison Douluo said coldly.

"That's enough..." Prince Xue Xing said sheepishly.

As they spoke, the carriage finally arrived at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

It was also a castle built against a mountain, resembling a small city, and its defenses were no less formidable than those of Heaven Dou City.

After their arrival was announced, the carriage stopped to the side. Prince Xue Xing and Poison Douluo took a sedan chair within the castle and were led into a large hall.

Along the way, the two of them also observed and noticed some clues.

Although Ning Fengzhi hadn't made excuses to leave, just like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he was also "moving"!

The keenness of the Upper Three Sects was truly identical, making the same choice.

They completely wanted no part in this conflict between mortals and gods.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo personally came to the entrance to greet the two, warm smiles still on their faces. They led them to sit down and served fine tea.

Prince Xue Xing first worked on building rapport, speaking of the longstanding ties between the Heaven Dou Imperial Family and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Ning Fengzhi also went along with him, all warmth and enthusiasm.

When the pleasantries were about done, Prince Xue Xing brought up the matter of the Azure Dragon Temple.

"...School Master Ning, you are the Crown Prince's teacher, our Heaven Dou Imperial Family's closest friend. Now, an earth-shattering conflict between mortals and gods is about to begin. We hope you can lend a helping hand..."

As soon as Prince Xue Xing spoke, the entire room fell into silence.

Ning Fengzhi sipped his tea, eyes lowered, but did not respond.

Prince Xue Xing stared at him intently, his gaze firm and resolute, determined to get an answer.

Other Sects might still be able to remain aloof.

But since the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School had gotten involved with the Empire, they shouldn't think about running away at this point!

Sword Douluo suddenly said, "Prince Xue Xing, do you know... what you are about to face?"

"I don't understand. But the Empire has eight hundred thousand strong troops. Against two temples, the advantage is ours! Moreover, no matter how great the Azure Dragon Divine Lord is, he cannot be greater than the laws of the Heaven Dou Empire!"

Prince Xue Xing's words were firm and resonant, truly adopting the stance of an Imperial Prince.

"If that's the case, why would the Empire need the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School?" Ning Fengzhi suddenly said.

"This...!"

Prince Xue Xing immediately choked, having boasted too big.

Unashamed, he changed tack with a sigh. "That's true in principle, but without the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, who knows if that madman might directly charge into the Imperial Palace again like last time..."

"So, no matter what, School Master Ning must give me an answer."

Prince Xue Xing resorted to shamelessness. "Otherwise, I won't leave!"

"..." Ning Fengzhi shook his head with a wry smile and glanced at the sky outside.

"Dark clouds cover the sky for a thousand li around. Your Highness Xue Xing, tell me, under such heavenly might, how insignificant human power becomes..."

"Why would anyone think they can defeat a god?"

"A god's wrath brings corpses in the millions, the sky collapses, and the earth splits. I seem to see a great calamity, one sufficient to reopen Chaos."

Ning Fengzhi sighed softly.

Prince Xue Xing's face twitched; the more he heard, the more frightened he became.

Was this Ning Fengzhi trying to scare him to death?

"However, I, Feng Zhi, have received the nation's grace and have been entrusted with important responsibilities by His Majesty. Naturally, I should not stand idly by. I will dispatch experts to protect the Imperial Palace... but that is the limit. We cannot directly target the Azure Dragon Temple."

Ning Fengzhi said solemnly.

"That's good enough!" Prince Xue Xing said excitedly.

As long as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School offered support, he could use that to seek contributions from other Sects.

Within the borders of the Heaven Dou Empire, none would be allowed to escape!

Suddenly, Sword Douluo flashed to the doorway, looking out at the thick, heavy clouds.

Poison Douluo followed closely behind, his expression grave.

"It seems he has arrived..."

Those words nearly scared Prince Xue Xing into fainting!

...High in the sky, in the upper layers of the dark clouds, amidst a vast expanse of white.

An Azure Dragon of immeasurable length extended its dragon head from the sea of clouds, its body faintly discernible within the mist.

Atop the dragon's head, Yu Mengzhang sat upright.

He was not in a hurry to unleash Divine Punishment.

Taking this opportunity, he contemplated the heavens and earth, meditating and cultivating.

At the same time, he looked down upon the situation below, pondering how to deal with those sinners who had offended Divine Might.

A flash of golden light shot up from below.

The merit golden body arrived and sat down beside him.

They cultivated together.