63: Chapter 63 Ugly Slave and Poetry

【Simulation Day 26: You are purchased by Prince Yin as a slave.】

【Simulation Day 27: You eat your first full meal since being imprisoned—two white steamed buns and a large piece of stewed mutton. After eating your fill, you begin to worry about your younger sister, Yingzi.】

【Simulation Day 28: Prince Yin's caravan sets off to return to Zidu. You are placed in a prison cart. You ask Prince Yin's subordinates to let you go home to see your younger sister, but are refused.】

【Simulation Day 29: You continue to plead, but are refused again.】

【Simulation Day 30: You continue to plead, but are still refused.】

【Simulation Day 31: You plead again, are refused, and beaten for it.】

【Simulation Day 32: You still plead and are beaten again... This time you realize that a slave is nothing but a beast with no human rights. You have not met a mentor; you have merely been treated as a slightly more useful beast. You grit your teeth and swear that you must live a life worthy of a human being!】

【Simulation Day 34: You arrive in Zidu with Prince Yin. At the Music Appreciation Pavilion, you meet Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai. Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai is a Young Master dressed in luxurious clothing with a face like jade, clean to the point of being spotless. He is younger than you, only seven years old.】

"Who is this filthy beggar?"

Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai points at Su Fan with a look of disgust.

Prince Yin squats down, picks up Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai, and says with doting affection, "He is a slave I bought from Donglin County. From now on, he will be your study companion. You can give him a name."

At this moment, Su Fan is still wearing shackles on his hands and feet, his face is filthy, and there are even bloodstains on it. After glancing at him with disgust, Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai says, "He's so ugly, let's just call him 'Ugly Slave'!"

"Ugly Slave, why haven't you thanked the Crown Prince yet!"

A servant who looks like a eunuch glares at Su Fan.

Su Fan understands that he is under someone else's roof and must bow his head, so he bows and says, "Ugly Slave thanks the Crown Prince for bestowing this name!"

"Take him away, remove his shackles, wash him properly, and put him in clean clothes."

Prince Yin instructs the servant.

Afterwards, Su Fan is taken away to bathe and change clothes.

Prince Yin takes Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai's hand and walks slowly with him under the long corridor, asking gently, "In the days that I was away, have you been studying diligently? Have you been Cultivating properly?"

"Father, I study diligently every day and I have been Cultivating properly as well."

"Mm. You have a Wood-attribute True Qi Spiritual Root. Although you are only at the seventh level of Body Tempering right now, the cultivation potential of a single Spiritual Root is very high. In the future, it is possible for you to become a Great Grandmaster like me."

Prince Yin says softly, strolling with Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai under the long corridor, followed by a large group of attendants who follow with their heads bowed cautiously.

Looking at his father's imposing figure, Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai's tender, jade-like face is filled with admiration. "Father, really? Can I also become a Great Grandmaster in the future?"

"Xiaobai, you must believe in yourself. In this world filled with True Qi, everyone takes pride in becoming a Martial Warrior. To become a Martial Warrior, one must first possess a Spiritual Root. Only with a Spiritual Root can one temper the body. After Body Tempering, one becomes a Martial Artist. Above the Martial Artist, there are Martial Masters, Great Martial Masters, Grandmasters, Great Grandmasters..."

"Father, the Great Grandmaster is the most powerful one, right?"

Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai lifts his head and asks with an expression of admiration.

Prince Yin smiles bitterly, coughs slightly, and continues, "That is still far off. Above the Great Grandmaster, there are still Martial Kings, Martial Venerables, Martial Emperors, Martial Saints, and Martial Gods. Your Seventh Royal Uncle, he is in the Martial King Realm..."

At this point, there is deep hatred in Prince Yin's eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that the Seventh had achieved a Breakthrough to the Martial King Realm before me back then and forced me to take a poisonous pill, I would likely have achieved a Breakthrough to the Martial King Realm by now...

Sigh, I have no intention of participating in the struggle for the throne, yet the Seventh is still scheming to put me to death...

Seventh, how ruthless you are!

Thinking of this, Prince Yin gives a bitter smile, grips Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai's hand tightly, and says in a sincere, earnest tone, "My son, in the future, if your father is no longer in this world, you must Cultivate well and study diligently. You must surpass your Seventh Royal Uncle. Do you have confidence?"

"I do!"

Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai clenches his small fist, then asks with a confused expression, "Father, I know Cultivating well is to become stronger, but what is studying diligently for?"

"For..."

Prince Yin pauses slightly, then continues, "Of course, it is also to become stronger. Do you know how many types of killing blades there are?"

"How many types of killing blades..."

Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai murmurs, and ultimately shakes his head.

"These killing blades are divided into two types: one is the hard blade, and the other is the soft blade..." Prince Yin says slowly.

"I understand the hard blade, but what does the soft blade mean?"

Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai's eyes are filled with confusion.

Prince Yin smiles, "Your eldest uncle was designed and killed by your third uncle. This is called borrowing a knife to kill, and this is the soft blade. Do you understand?"

Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai nods as if he understands.

"My child, you will naturally understand in the future..."

After saying this, Prince Yin smiles gently and picks up Crown Prince Qi Xiaobai, "Next, let your father test your lessons, shall we?"

"Father, test me however you like..."

"Good. Next, I will recite a poem, and you must tell me what this poem means..."

"Mm."

"Boiling beans with beanstalks, the beans weep in the pot. Born from the same root, why be in such a hurry to fry one another?"

"Father, I know, this is about boiling beans..."

"Sigh..."

Under the long corridor, a sigh echoes.

At nightfall, the lamplight flickers brightly, illuminating the elegant pavilion.

Prince Yin sits in the pavilion, drinking alone. His figure appears somewhat lonely in the interplay of light and shadow. A beautiful woman beside him pours him wine gently, her movements elegant.

Outside the pavilion, the night is like ink, completely silent, with only the occasional sound of insects chirping.

The servants have all been dismissed.

The beautiful woman suddenly stops her movements, a sorrowful expression on her face, and murmurs, "Qi Yuan... does he really have to be so ruthless?"

Prince Yin smiles bitterly, "I only have three years left to live... Once I die, that bastard, the Seventh, will definitely be ruthless. As a widow and orphan, your lives will be in jeopardy..."

"Can that Ugly Slave really help our son?"

The beautiful woman leans her face against Prince Yin's shoulder and asks softly.

A glimmer of hope flashes in Prince Yin's eyes. He pulls the beautiful woman close and says softly, "He has no True Qi Spiritual Root and looks like a useless person, but the poem he wrote fits my state of mind very well. I only hope he can help Xiaobai. I only need the two of you to be able to live well after I die, that is enough..."

Jiang Ji asks softly, "What poem did he write?"

Raising his head slightly, Prince Yin recites softly, "Boiling beans with beanstalks, the beans weep in the pot. Born from the same root, why be in such a hurry to fry one another..."

Jiang Ji's expression changes, and her soft hands grip Prince Yin's cold hands tightly. Nestled in Prince Yin's arms, she says slowly, "It is written so well, it has broken me out in a cold sweat..."