A Trip to the Southern Realm
One of them was Marcus Xuanchen, whom Lucia Lu had met before.
Another was a demigod.
And the last guy? Off-the-charts handsome and cool as ice.
He was one of the Divine folk.
“This array is truly divine—it even blocks the bloodline-tracking spell!” said the demigod. “Now everyone thinks you’re dead!”
“It was a lucky break,” the handsome man replied. “I’ve been studying the Divine Tomb ruins lately. Didn’t get much out of it, but at least I found this trick, and it came in handy.”
Thank you so much, Brother Leshan! You’re seriously the top Rune Master in the game!
Hearing 'number one Rune Master,' Lucia instantly knew who the handsome man was.
The Lieshan Clan’s chief, Liam Leshan.
Liam Leshan said, “However, this array still can’t block a Rune Master’s tracking. You must never let your personal items fall into someone else’s hands.”
“Don’t worry, I’ve taken care of everything,” Marcus Xuanchen said.
“I’ve embedded a Protective Talisman into your body. If you activate it during battle, your defenses will skyrocket—even High God Rank opponents might not be able to touch you,” Liam Leshan said. “Just lay low here for a while.”
Thanks! Oh, by the way—heard you’re aiming for the Southcourt Selection, right?
Yep, that’s the plan.
Rumor has it the Phoenix Divine Lord is obsessed with Jincy Phoenix’s art and calligraphy. Might wanna brush up before you go!
Liam’s eyes sparkled. "Good tip—thanks!"
“Then here’s wishing you success at Southcourt Palace!” Marcus Xuanchen bowed.
Liam Leshan returned the gesture and took his leave.
Only Marcus Xuanchen and the demigod remained in the cave.
The demigod comforted Marcus, “Brother, you’ve got the Protective Talisman, and my Immortal Mountain’s Grand Array is impenetrable. Just stay here for now—once things quiet down, we’ll get the higher-ups to pull some strings and you’ll be free.”
Bro, I owe you big time for letting me crash here!
“Don’t mention it,” said the demigod. “We’re family, aren’t we? Besides, you’re the one who helped me get Evercrest Immortal Mountain!”
Man, it hurts just thinking about my Flower Fairies! Seriously, my heart does somersaults every time.
“It really is a loss,” the demigod agreed. “Hundred Blossoms Paradise brought in a year’s income that was a hundred times my whole Longride Celestial Sect!”
His eyes turned lecherous. “And those sweet, fragrant bodies—there’s nothing else like them in the world. What a pity!”
“Brother, who leaked the Hundred Blossoms Paradise scandal?” the demigod asked.
“It was...” Marcus’s pain was matched by the venom in his eyes. “Five.”
“Five?” The demigod narrowed his eyes. “So it’s him! What’s he after?”
“Whatever he’s after, it’s huge! His Majesty the Celestial Emperor already gave him the Puresteel Sword!”
“The Puresteel Sword is the Crown Prince’s sword!” the demigod exclaimed. “Does His Majesty really want to make him Crown Prince?”
“It’s obvious!” Marcus sneered.
“So... any word from Her Highness?”
Whatever he’s after, it’s huge! His Majesty already handed him the Puresteel Sword!
The Puresteel Sword is for the Crown Prince! Does His Majesty really want him as heir?
Could it be any more obvious?
So... any instructions from Her Highness’s camp?