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Huangpu Xin On one hand, Wang Na was a little surprised that she could say so much at once, and on the other hand, she pouted, "We can indeed get rid of them, but whether it's the chasing force or the protecting force, will they think that we have abandoned them?"
"Why wouldn't they? It's just a hassle, not like we're giving up any treasure or wealth," Wang Na said, puzzled.
"You are using the logic of a time traveler to judge the locals." Huangpu Xin paused, "How would an ordinary person react when encountering the prince? They would kowtow and seek rewards from the officials. A more powerful martial artist would attempt to follow Cui Cui's advice and return him to the Su family, seeking promotion and honor. Those with ulterior motives would use the prince to cause trouble and profit from it."
Huangpu Xin fiddled with the book in her hand, then looked directly at her: "So who would not seek to gain 'benefits' from the prince?"
"......" Wang Na remained silent.
Huangpu Xin raised an eyebrow and continued, "We will be hunted down, accused of reaping greater benefits, even though we haven't done anything." Huangpu Xin continued when she didn't speak, "So escorting this prince not only makes us look more like locals, but also allows us to actually benefit from the situation..."
Wang Na nodded and disappeared.
Huangpu Xin lay on the bed, removed the protective cover, and gazed at the ceiling: "I'll count to three, come out."
Quiet~
"One"
"Two."
"Swoosh, I'm here to talk to you about cooperation." A strong light flashed, and a person appeared in front of the table. This person had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, carrying a sword on his back and a gourd hanging from his waist. He had the appearance of a carefree wanderer, but wore a flat-topped crown with black and gold clothing adorned with dragon and phoenix motifs, resembling a royal relative.
Huangpu Xin lying in bed without getting up, looking at the thin booklet in his hand: " Mad Emperor Zhou Dian, will it also be able to calmly discuss cooperation with others?"
"Hahaha, little brother is joking. Although I may not have the energy to control myself, I still have manners," Zhou Dian laughed.
Huangpu Xin glanced at him: "Is it proper for you to hide your figure and lurk on my rooftop?"
Zhou Dian bowed and said, "I have some reservations about manipulating the Ethereal Soul of foreign people, so I had no choice but to use a treasure to counteract it. I have offended you before, please bear with me."
"Oh? So you've suffered losses at the hands of outsiders?" Huangpu Xin put down the book and sat up.
Zhou Dian did not respond, but instead shifted the topic by looking at the book next to Huangpu Xin: "I didn't expect the little brother to be interested in the ranking of immortal cultivators."
Huangpu Xin saw the other party change the subject and did not pursue further: "So what kind of cooperation do you have? Let's make it clear first, we are weak and may not be able to help much."
"Haha, it's not difficult, just need your kind of Ethereal Soul manipulation technique from your alien race to help," Zhou Dian chuckled.
"You are so vague and evasive, I'm afraid I can't help you. Please leave." Huangpu Xin lay back down.
"..." Zhou Dian remained silent and disappeared.
"......" Huangpu Xin on the bed was inexplicably puzzled. Shouldn't he have made his intentions clear and used both soft and hard tactics? Why did he run away??
telepathy [ChenhaoCome over here for a moment]
"What's wrong?" Chenhao asked in confusion as he entered the room a few seconds later.
Huangpu Xin threw the book in his hand at him and said, "Someone just came, did you feel it?"
"My psychic range has not been breached by anyone!" Chenhao was shocked. They had only been here for a few days, yet there was already a way to deal with the abilities of mutants?
"It's not targeted at mutants. According to him, it's targeted at Ethereal Soul. Our psychic control telepathy is all classified under Ethereal Soul. Perhaps in the eyes of the locals, we are just naturally powerful Ethereal Soul." Huangpu Xin explained.
Chenhao frowned: "It seems we still don't understand this world deeply enough. We haven't even figured out why the mental control over those warrior cultivators failed before, and now there's another cultivator who can shield their mind."
"Well, it's not entirely unclear. He said he has a treasure that can counterattack against us 'Ethereal Soul' attackers. Perhaps the clues to breaking the defense of those soldiers can start from here." Huangpu Xin took a sip of tea, then spat it out. "Carbonated water is still better."
"…I can always drink it again. So why did you give me this book?" Chenhao raised the book in his hand, with the words "Heaven and Earth List" on the cover.
"Earth List, page one, third place," Huangpu Xin pointed out.
"Zhou Dian. Nicknamed the Mad Emperor. At the Golden Core realm. Appearance... No relatives. Recent record: In the Xingluo Forest, he reversed beheaded the Yuan Ying cultivator of the Tianmo Sect, Black Death Mad Emperor Lin Mo, and escaped from dozens of Golden Core demonic cultivators. Hiss~" Chenhao took a sharp breath and quickly flipped through the pages, "I knew he looked familiar, the Black Death Mad Emperor has a father..."
"Yes, Demon Emperor Lin Mo, ranked third on the Heavenly Ranking, at the Nascent Soul realm." Huangpu Xin shrugged, "We might soon be targeted by the demonic sect."
"No, what I mean is, this son of the Black Death Crazy Emperor is also considered a peerless genius, yet he was actually killed by Zhou Dian..." Chenhao exclaimed.
"So what?"
"So, he's not the chosen one? How terrifying!" Chenhao exaggeratedly exclaimed.
"...Let's focus on the task at hand and stop with the jokes." Huangpu Xin said speechlessly.
"To be honest, this is truly the son of destiny. Judging from his appearance and attire, he is most likely the last descendant of a certain dynasty. Tsk tsk, he exudes the aura of the protagonist in a drama." Chenhao sighed in amazement.
Huangpu Xin rolled his eyes and said, "So, is this journey worth it? Because this clue might only be useful to the two of us who have telepathy."
"Let's go, seizing the opportunity to make contact with high-level power in the unknown world... When do we leave?"
"Not we, just me contacting him alone. This way, in this underdeveloped area, there won't be any trouble from the Mo Sect coming to find you guys." Huangpu Xin said.
"But we can also help, you're not a lone ranger," Chenhao frowned.
"We are indeed a team at the moment, so we need you to leave first, I'll cover the rear, OK? Escorting the prince is not an easy task, and to be honest, I've been slacking off, so it's settled," Huangpu Xin waved his hand and sent the hesitant Chenhao away.
"The prince...escort..." After lying down for a moment, Huangpu Xin sat up again, "Although The Secret Pavilion has been marginalized by the royal family, what if they are used as a double insurance..."
Just the thought of being targeted by that kind of underground organization made our group feel uneasy.
"Hey, if it weren't for getting involved in this kind of trouble, I wouldn't bother with this kind of thing. Even if we're in the same valley, we should just let them take that Prince Laosh away. Afterwards, we probably won't be able to escape the trouble..." Huangpu Xin paced back and forth, sighing and pondering.
"Why haven't they made a move yet? Whether as a third party force wanting to abduct the prince, or as bodyguards wanting to continue protecting the prince, The Secret Pavilion should have already made a move and taken the prince away..." Huangpu Xin took off his gloves and flexed his fingers, "Could it be that the royal family fears someone like me, an outsider? No, that's not right. In that case, they should eliminate us and take the prince away. The problem doesn't lie with us sudden arrivals... it must be with the little body double or with Cui Cui."
Huangpu Xin lay down again, and his mental power cautiously spread out around him: "Let me see... let me see what you really want to do..."
"What do you outsiders want to do after all!"
Looking at the dead-eyed villagers, Tianjie held up the golden crown in his hands and said, "We didn't come here on our own, we just want to leave."
"No, no! You can't leave! You, you will be offered to that great one! You belong to the deep sea!" The villager suddenly contorted his expression, his eyes bulging, and fins burst out from his back.
"Gurgle gurgle la la gurgle!"
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