388: The heart is still not cruel enough

Zhu Jian was stunned, then suddenly realized, "Right! Right, right, right! Go quickly!"

Watching Long Yuan's disappearing back, a look of amazement appeared on his face as he murmured, "He's so young, yet his knowledge is so vast? I wonder how many more strange theories and unusual ideas are packed in his head? Why have I never seen the things he talks about in any ancient texts? How can he be so familiar with the scientific research achievements of the three countries: Snow Eagle Country, War Bear Country, and Flying Lion Country? I also sensed that the Xuanhuang Aura on him is much denser than my own, and he possesses extremely powerful special abilities. Just now, the Xuanhuang Sword tried to fly toward him several times. If I hadn't controlled it firmly, I'm afraid even the Xuanhuang Sword would have changed masters... It seems that with such a Genius in the Great Ming imperial family, I can retire early... No, I should leave now, or I might not even be able to keep the Xuanhuang Sword!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Jian decisively slipped out of Long Yuan's villa and flew toward Yingtian Prefecture. He took out his phone and first sent a message to Long Yuan saying there was urgent business in Yingtian Prefecture to handle and he had to leave without saying goodbye. Then he sent another message to Zhu Zhenxiang: "Father, everything can proceed exactly as Long Yuan said!!!"

"Are you sure?" Zhu Zhenxiang's reply arrived quickly.

"Absolutely certain! Long Yuan is a once-in-a-lifetime Genius; the future of Great Ming is in his hands!!!"

"Good!!!"

Long Yuan leaned against the doorway, watching the streak of light in the distant sky. A smile couldn't help but appear on his face. It seemed he had passed the test with Zhu Jian!

If he couldn't persuade him or gain his recognition, there would still be considerable trouble!

Setting aside Zhu Jian's status and prestige in Great Ming, his combat power as a Foundation Establishment Stage, Level 7 and a Martial God-level combatant alone posed a great threat. Although Long Yuan was now confident he could best him, making an enemy of him would be completely detrimental to his secret development of the Sinkhole Base. Especially now that Prince An was going to oversee Yingtian Prefecture to deal with the Sea Race's sudden raids, it would buy him more development time. Therefore, the sharper the sword that was Prince An, the better, because the stronger he was, the more time he could win for Long Yuan!

"Excellent! Next is the time for me to go all out in developing Super Weapons! However, I still need to make a trip to the Northern Front Line area to collect scrap materials..." Long Yuan thought to himself. He put away the room in the underground space where he was nurturing the young Zhu Zhenxiang, closed the villa door, and quickly headed north... Zhu Jian flew while identifying his direction, eventually fixing on the location of Yingtian Prefecture and flying rapidly. Before long, he landed outside the South City. He put away his Flying Sword and walked toward the city gate.

Although he had been in seclusion for many years and rarely went out, he had been to Yingtian Prefecture before. Years ago, when resisting the Sea Race, he had fought a bloody battle at the Eastern Sea Defense Line. Yingtian Prefecture was not far from the Eastern Sea Defense Line. Recently, there had been Sea Race activity in Snow Eagle Country, War Bear Country, and Flying Lion Country. If a Sea Race outbreak occurred in Great Ming as well, then Yingtian Prefecture might once again become the main base for the Eastern Sea Defense Line. Thus, he had come here to take charge of the defense, which was a major decision he had discussed with his father.

At this time, a group of people was already waiting at the South City gate. Even though it was late at night, none of them dared to be negligent, keeping a close watch on the direction outside the city. Almost no one was entering the city, so it didn't attract the attention of ordinary people.

Finally, someone noticed Zhu Jian walking slowly toward them. A tall figure leading the group looked closely and then excitedly stepped forward, shouting, "Greetings, Prince An Your Highness!!!"

"Greetings, Prince An Your Highness!!!" Everyone knelt and shouted, forming a dense crowd.

Zhu Jian waved his hand and said, "All of you, rise. Let's enter the city!"

"Yes!!! Your Highness!!!"

These people surrounded Zhu Jian as they entered Yingtian City, heading grandly toward the Yingtian Hall... Prince An's arrival was top-secret information; only the high-level members of the imperial family and the military in Yingtian Prefecture knew about it. Therefore, it didn't attract the attention of most forces in Yingtian Prefecture—except for the Xuanji Tower, of course.

Long before Prince An left Shuntian Prefecture to head south, Sabado had already learned that Prince An was coming to Yingtian Prefecture. What shocked him even more was that Prince An actually came by flying on a sword; this was what he found most unbelievable!

"That little young man from back then can actually fly on a sword now?!!!" Sabado looked at the visual information sent by his subordinates in Shuntian Prefecture, his eyes filled with shock.

He had a deep impression of Zhu Jian. Years ago, when he and a group of fellow disciples were exterminating Sea Beasts on Blue Star, this young man had followed behind them. At that time, he was only at the Martial General Realm, but his combat power was extraordinary. With the Xuanhuang Sword, he could fight above his level and had killed Martial Commander-level experts among the Sea Race. Such a record was considered dazzling among Xuan Practitioners!

However, no matter how strong a Xuan Practitioner was, in the eyes of a Cultivator like Sabado, they were like ants—at most, slightly stronger ants. So Sabado hadn't paid much attention. But now, seeing this information, he suddenly lost his composure!

Because this meant that Zhu Jian was not only a Cultivator like himself but also possessed a Spirit Sword!

Even Sabado himself didn't have a Spirit Sword, so as he looked at the screen, he couldn't help but show a look of envy and jealousy. How great would it be if this Spirit Sword were his?

It could be said that the main purpose of many measures he wanted to launch recently was to obtain a Spirit Sword within the Tianji Pavilion Sect!

He also thought of another problem: it was unlikely that Zhu Jian had obtained a Cultivation Technique, so how did he Cultivate this Sword Flight Art? Or was this Sword Flight Art something Zhu Jian had realized on his own?

If that were truly the case, then Zhu Jian's Cultivation Aptitude was terrifying!

Sabado reflected on himself. If he hadn't entered the Tianji Pavilion, it would have been absolutely impossible for him to realize the Sword Flight Art on his own under the same conditions. In comparison, he felt like shutting himself away. He didn't expect that the little ant he had looked down upon back then had now grown into an existence he had to look up to!

"However, although his talent is outstanding, without a Cultivation Technique or Spells, if he relies entirely on self-growth, he can only exert at most fifty percent of his combat power..." Sabado's thoughts raced, his expression shifting.

He really wanted to take the Spirit Sword in Zhu Jian's hand for himself, but... After a long time, he sighed deeply, looking at the two Northern Ice Lotuses and the Five-hundred-year-old Ginseng he had just obtained from Prince Ding. He murmured, "Forget it, forget it. My heart is still not ruthless enough... However, if I don't want to seize his Flying Sword, I can try to recommend him to the Sect. If both sides hit it off, maybe I can earn more Contribution Points! Hmm, the cultivation information and services are almost ready. I'll just start releasing them tomorrow!"

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