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In the Luban Divine Ridge, in an area ignited by Lu Chen's Thunderball, dozens of miles of trees were set ablaze.
The wildfire continued to spread, crackling as it burned, with thick smoke billowing like clouds, slowly rising into the sky like a spiraling dragon.
Lu Chen's fire destroyed countless giant trees over dozens of miles, with the number of ruined ancient trees reaching tens of thousands, most of which were thousand-year-old trees worth their weight in gold.
Not long after Lu Chen and the others left, after a few hours, suddenly, a snowflake-like substance began to fall, covering an area of dozens of miles directly over the region ignited by the wildfire.
Some of these snowflake-like substances transformed into Trees of Life, simultaneously emitting waves of moisture that extinguished the flames completely.
Before long, the wildfire was entirely gone, leaving only a ground covered in charred remains and some scattered smoke drifting away with the wind.
At this moment, fragments of the Trees of Life gathered together to form a giant Tree of Life towering ten zhang high, followed by the manifestation of Miao Sheng Maiyi's Dharmakaya.
When Miao Sheng Maiyi appeared, he looked utterly exhausted and haggard, clearly having expended a significant amount of Yin Yuan and even sustaining serious injuries.
"This child is truly despicable; he actually burned so many trees in my Luban Divine Ridge and caused me to suffer from the raging flames, severely depleting my Yin Yuan. If it weren't for the Tree of Life being refined to a certain extent, I might have perished here today. My Luban Divine Ridge would have been completely burned down. I must go to the Five Element Sect to report this to Yin Boqing. Such a scourge; Yin Boqing truly has no control over his disciples."
Miao Sheng Maiyi reduced the Tree of Life to the size of a fist and swallowed it. Then he looked around at the devastation with immense pain; it felt worse than shedding his own blood.
"This child has so many powerful experts by his side. I wonder where Melan Prince gathered them from? I can no longer intervene in this matter; it seems Kalan Prince is in trouble."
"Princess, please do not insist any longer. The right or wrong of this matter will be weighed by me alone. What should or should not be done will also be decided by me. This conversation ends here. If you leave now, I can pretend you were never here, and we have never met."
In the depths of the Southwest Underground City, within the Red-Topped Pavilion, the War Minister was conversing with Princess Zhulan.
At this moment, there was no longer any arrogance on the War Minister's face; only seriousness and a hint of helplessness remained. He had already referred to himself as an old minister in front of Princess Zhulan, effectively lowering his status.
Outside the Red-Topped Pavilion, the soldiers continued their drills, completely unaware that changes had already occurred within the General's Tent. However, on the surface of the General's Tent, it seemed as if nothing had happened; it was very calm, so they had no way of knowing.
"What does this mean, War Minister? From my understanding of you, you are a ruthless general who would abandon even the Lian Family for the sake of duty. So what is going on now?" Princess Zhulan said slowly, slightly taken aback.
The War Minister was indeed known for his strictness and impartiality; he could even forsake his own wife for matters of state. This was why most people could not find any flaws in him, earning him the nickname "Iron-Blooded General."
"I do not know what you have done to my family. Princess, please be mindful; I have already shown restraint, and I ask you not to overstep your boundaries. Otherwise, do not blame me for being rude," the War Minister said coldly.
He already suspected that Princess Zhulan had secretly targeted his family. However, at this point, he did not seem particularly anxious. If he could not handle state affairs, his wife and children would certainly be threatened. Therefore, he believed that handling state matters well would leave others with no grounds for complaint.
"War Minister, I know you are a martial arts Qi Gong Master and can kill without hesitation. However, since I dare to come to your military camp today, it is clear that I have confidence. If I lacked strength, how could I easily intrude?" Princess Zhulan smiled.
"Those who are overconfident often bring trouble upon themselves. Princess, let me advise you one last time: if you leave on your own accord, I will pretend I have seen nothing and we will act as if we have never met. This is my bottom line; please respect it."
The War Minister's expression changed slightly, a hint of anger appearing between his brows. This was his final warning to Princess Zhulan; his tone was stern and serious, indicating he was no longer merely threatening her.
"War Minister, there is no need for us to be like this. To speak frankly, I am here to negotiate with you. I have not harmed your family at all; it is a well-known principle that disaster does not strike one's wife and children. Why would I violate such a significant taboo?" Princess Zhulan stated, revealing that she had not actually captured the War Minister's family earlier.
Upon hearing this, the War Minister's resolute face showed a slight change in expression, but he controlled himself well and did not reveal much.
In truth, a weight lifted from the War Minister's heart as he relaxed slightly. How could he not care about his family? After all, he was human and capable of feelings.
"What does the princess wish to negotiate? If you have something to say, please hurry. One thing I must clarify: negotiating with you does not mean I am showing weakness; I hope you understand," the War Minister said.
The War Minister was naturally clever. Although he had tacitly agreed to negotiate, he wanted to make his position clear first. His agreement to negotiate did not signify weakness; rather, it was an effort to secure his own interests.
Princess Zhulan smiled lightly upon seeing this, as it seemed she had already won. Being able to intimidate the War Minister with words was no small feat, yet Princess Zhulan had accomplished it, successfully balancing both kindness and authority.
The earlier scene was essentially a game of strategy, where both parties were trying to exploit each other's weaknesses. A moment of carelessness could easily diminish one's momentum, leading to a complete defeat and triggering chaos.
Amidst the surprised gaze of the War Minister, the Earth-Style Flying Shuttle opened its doors, and a young gentleman jumped down. He appeared to be in his early twenties, strikingly handsome and dressed in an extraordinary manner.
“War Minister, it's been a while,” said Melan Prince as he stepped off the Earth-Style Flying Shuttle and greeted the War Minister.
The War Minister's eyes widened in astonishment; he never expected that the person Princess Zhulan had brought him to see would be Melan Prince. This revelation left him somewhat shocked and unable to believe his eyes. Was this merely an illusion?
In fact, it was not an illusion; the visitor was indeed Melan Prince, the second son of the former king, without a doubt.
Among the many children of the Old King, only Kalan Prince, Melan Prince, and Princess Zhulan held significant power and potential for succession.
However, several years ago, Princess Zhulan seemed to have realized something and suddenly left the palace in secret. No one knew where she had gone, and this matter became quite mysterious.
As a result, only Kalan Prince and Melan Prince remained in contention for succession. Yet, Melan Prince had only the support of his uncle, the Minister of Works, making his influence far weaker than that of Kalan Prince.
Now that it appeared Kalan Prince was on the verge of achieving great success, the long-absent Princess Zhulan had suddenly reappeared. It seemed that after her years away, her strength had significantly increased.
Moreover, judging by the current situation, it appeared that Melan Prince had already pledged allegiance to her, indicating they had formed an alliance.
From this development, another dangerous piece of information could be inferred: the Naval Minister and the Minister of Works, two major pillars of the Yushan Kingdom, had also joined forces to prepare for a joint effort against Kalan Prince. This could certainly escalate tensions into war.
“Greetings, Your Highness.” Upon seeing Melan Prince, the soldiers immediately paid their respects according to the court etiquette of the Yushan Kingdom.
As for Princess Zhulan, the War Minister does not need to bow, because Princess Zhulan is a criminal. If the Kalan Prince captures her, he can execute her at any time, so there is no need for a bow. In fact, the War Minister could capture her and then hand her over to the Kalan Prince for a reward.
On the other hand, the Melan Prince is not a criminal; he is a genuine prince. When the War Minister sees him, he must bow; otherwise, it would be his own dereliction of duty. If this were to reach the ears of outsiders and spread even slightly, it would become a documented offense that could be recorded in files, allowing the ministers to write complaints and impeach him.
"There's no need for formalities, War Minister. Please rise quickly," said the Melan Prince, casually helping the War Minister up.
"What brings you here, Melan Prince?" The War Minister was somewhat flattered. Firstly, because the Melan Prince's position makes them rivals, and secondly, as a prince who is akin to a crown prince, his personal visit to the War Minister is an honor for anyone.
The Melan Prince smiled awkwardly, a hint of helplessness flashing across his face. He then pointed at Princess Zhulan and said, "Even if it weren't for my sister, I would have wanted to visit you long ago. However, due to our differing positions and various complicated matters between us, this visit has only been possible today."
The Melan Prince is well-known in Underground City for his extraordinary talent and places great importance on etiquette. At this moment in Underground City, he is already a household name, which earns him considerable respect from the War Minister.
"Let me keep it brief. If I were to put on airs, it would seem too false; it's better to be straightforward."
The Melan Prince sighed. Dressed in scholarly robes and wearing a brocade crown, he exuded an air of scholarly elegance.
The Melan Prince stated, "You should be quite clear about my intentions, War Minister. Although you are unlikely to act according to our wishes, the current situation is already quite evident. Prince Kaoran is acting too hastily and going against the tide; he will not achieve any good results."
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