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After a moment, Lu Chen shook his head. Although he stood high and could see far, he had failed to detect the whereabouts of Miao Sheng Maiyi.
The Void Immortal was indeed a Void Immortal, possessing immense powers beyond the imagination of ordinary people. It could change forms at will, manifesting as an inconspicuous object and concealing its aura, hiding within the vast forest. Who could easily find it?
However, it was certain that Miao Sheng Maiyi would not return to his Luban Temple. If he did, it would undoubtedly bring disaster to his disciples and followers. Someone like Miao Sheng Maiyi would never do such a thing.
Lu Chen descended from the sky, hovering above the treetops of a forest, moving forward slowly.
At this moment, he was filled with confusion. He had clearly sensed Miao Sheng Maiyi's aura here, but suddenly it vanished as if it had disappeared into thin air. No matter how hard he searched, he could not find it.
After a while, the Treasure Guardian Beast and Yuanmo Laozu also returned, landing not far from Lu Chen. It was evident that they had sensed the same situation and were convinced that Miao Sheng Maiyi was nearby.
"We won't find him this way. The Divine Wood Emperor Technique can communicate with wood element spirits, and Saint Mai can manipulate billions of trees here for his own use. So I suspect he has already manifested as one of the nearby trees. I can't imagine how much effort it would take to find him," Yuanmo Laozu explained slowly, having lived a long time and seen much.
Hearing this, Lu Chen and the Treasure Guardian Beast both looked up and began scanning their surroundings, hoping to discover something unusual among the giant trees that would reveal Miao Sheng Maiyi's location.
However, the result was quite disappointing; none of them made any discoveries. Although the surrounding trees were unique in appearance and shape, who could tell which one was Miao Sheng Maiyi?
"Saint Mai, if you continue to hide, I will burn down your Luban Divine Ridge with a mountain fire today, leaving you homeless. Even if you manage to escape now, you will still be severely burned by the flames," Lu Chen shouted loudly from atop a tree, attempting to force Miao Sheng Maiyi out.
But once again, the outcome was disappointing. Miao Sheng Maiyi seemed determined not to meet Lu Chen. He knew that if he encountered Lu Chen again, death was certain; thus, he chose to hide here and see whose patience would last longer.
"Saint Mai, since you refuse to heed my warning, I have no choice but to offend you. Don't blame me for being too ruthless; this is what you brought upon yourself."
With that, Lu Chen activated the Four Symbols Thunder Scripture. A Thunderball suddenly appeared in his palm. After confirming that Miao Sheng Maiyi would not come out, Lu Chen threw the Thunderball at a nearby giant tree.
A rumble of thunder echoed from the sky, and with a crack, the giant tree struck by the Thunderball fell, engulfed in flames.
Regardless of whether it was dry or wet, the Thunderball ignited upon impact. In the Luban Divine Ridge, where the giant trees stood closely together, one tree catching fire triggered a chain reaction, causing the surrounding trees to burst into flames.
In just a short while, the earlier Thunderball had transformed into a raging inferno, igniting the area where Lu Chen and others were located. Accompanied by crackling sounds, thick smoke billowed into the sky, with the smoke from the wildfire being denser than the clouds above.
At this moment, Lu Chen and his companions had already left their original position and stood several miles away in the sky, watching as the fire spread. Within a short time, all the giant trees within a ten-mile radius had been consumed by flames, and the fire continued to rage fiercely.
"It seems that Miao Sheng Maiyi will not be appearing today. It's a bit of a pity, but we haven't come here in vain. After this ordeal, I believe Miao Sheng Maiyi will not show up at Kalan Prince's coronation ceremony," Lu Chen remarked.
He then left Luban Divine Ridge with the Treasure Guardian Beast and Yuanmo Laozu, heading towards Underground City. As for Luban Temple, Lu Chen had no time to concern himself with them any longer.
Since Lu Chen emerged from Underground City, it had been over two days. The day of Kalan Prince's proclamation and ascension to the throne was approaching.
In Underground City, twenty miles southwest in a deep mountain area stood a military camp covering several miles, dotted with tents all over.
Although this military camp was secretly constructed and not widely known, training continued without relaxation. During broad daylight, soldiers could be seen practicing martial arts under the scorching sun, indicating strict military discipline.
It could also be inferred that this military camp was in a state of readiness and could be mobilized at any moment. This was evident from the tense atmosphere within the camp.
At the center of this mysterious military camp was a Red-Topped Pavilion. This large tent was different from others; it was more spacious and built with sturdier materials.
Inside the pavilion was lavishly decorated with a Bronze Incense Burner and Crane-Shaped Oil Lamp among other adornments.
Especially notable was the Black Iron Long Table positioned at the center of the pavilion, symbolizing integrity and impartiality.
The Black Iron Table had a unique design with wide-spanning legs that would not bend or break; this was due to the properties of Black Iron—extremely sturdy and capable of serving as essential components that could not be replaced by various types of wood. Its versatility was evident.
Black Iron is only found in the Great Zhou Dynasty. They are the only ones in the entire world who possess the refining formula. Other countries wishing to acquire Black Iron must do so through national trade, either by purchasing it or exchanging it for equivalent goods.
Thus, having a Black Iron Table inside this Red-Topped Pavilion is quite rare; at least the people inside are not ordinary.
At this moment, sitting in front of the Black Iron Table is a middle-aged man, around forty years old, with a White-Faced No Beard, his hair tied up in a bun. Next to him hangs a piece of Black Iron armor on a rack.
Although he is seated, his posture is straight, and his appearance is somewhat fierce and Strong and Powerful, giving off an imposing aura.
This man is the War Minister of the Yushan Kingdom, holding a position similar to that of a Grand General in the Great Zhou Dynasty, serving as the Deputy Minister of War or Commander, ranking alongside the National Master, thus wielding significant power.
At this moment, the War Minister is contemplating the current situation within the Yushan Kingdom. From any perspective, the Kalan Prince is undoubtedly the best candidate to inherit the throne. Summarizing various aspects of strength, no one can rival him.
Therefore, it is almost a foregone conclusion that when the Kalan Prince ascends to the throne, it will be an established fact.
Just as the War Minister was deep in thought, he felt a slight tremor beneath his feet, as if something was about to break ground.
Such a thing could happen? Who would dare to play tricks among a hundred thousand troops and intrude into the general's camp using such despicable means? Truly audacious!
Sure enough, just as the War Minister stood up, less than three feet away from his Black Iron Table, a sharp-headed vessel emerged, followed by a round object resembling an Earth-Style Flying Shuttle, standing upright in the General's Camp.
The War Minister was about to call for help to capture these intruders when he saw that the Earth-Style Flying Shuttle opened its door, and a graceful young woman jumped down from above, appearing to be around twenty years old.
“War Minister, long time no see,” she said directly, greeting him regarding the war.
“Princess Zhulan, I thought it was someone else; it turns out to be you. Do you know that you are currently under suspicion and have trespassed into my camp? Do you realize what you are doing?” The War Minister coldly addressed Princess Zhulan while standing before the Black Iron table.
Hearing this, Princess Zhulan smiled instead of getting angry and replied, “War Minister, whether I am under suspicion or not is not for you to decide, nor for my brother, Prince Kaoran. And you—setting up a military camp here and hoarding troops for yourself—aren't you afraid of being impeached by your fellow ministers?”
"Hmph, if I don't count with Kalan Prince, then who does? Once Kalan Prince ascends the throne, you will be doomed, and there will be no more debate. As for this military camp, it won't exist for long; how it came to be will determine how it disappears without leaving a trace."
The War Minister spoke slowly, standing tall with a straight back, exuding an air of coldness that sent chills down one's spine.
"Tsk tsk, War Minister, you are too confident. Justice lies in the hearts of the people. What good outcome can come from your collusion with Prince Kaoran? You pride yourself on being fair and strict, yet you can commit regicide without shame. Aren't you embarrassed?"
Princess Zhulan showed no mercy, directly accusing him of regicide. The War Minister's resolve was so strong that he would never bow down, and she could only slowly wear him down.
"Princess, please conduct yourself properly. Is it appropriate to speak such words casually? You are deceiving yourself," the War Minister's flesh trembled slightly as he clenched his iron fists tightly. He had almost lost control just now but managed to hold back.
With his skills, he could easily take Princess Zhulan's head from ten steps away without any doubt. Even if a Void Immortal were present, they could not stop his advance.
The battle-hardened War Minister was very confident in this regard.
"Why bother, War Minister? I respect you as a key minister of the state, which is why I still speak to you with some decorum. But you are deceiving yourself. Don't tell me my father died of natural causes and not by murder," Princess Zhulan said.
Upon hearing this, the War Minister's flesh trembled again, his expression changing multiple times as he clenched his fists repeatedly but ultimately released them. In the end, he restrained himself and did not act against Princess Zhulan.
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