Sheng Fu

Chapter 1167 The Feeling of Not Being Trifled With
The next day, early in the morning.

The sky was just beginning to lighten, and the morning mist was thick.

The Iron Mang City, the Zhen'an Prince's Mansion.

Yuwen Jun, Prince Zhen'an, and Pu Weiqing sat around a table, drinking morning tea.

For Pu Weiqing, who joined the army, his appreciation for tea reached its peak in an instant. Here, most of the tea is Qianqiu Baishui, but when Pu Weiqing is alone, he still prefers to drink his own coarse tea.

Habits are hard to change, and old friends pass away one after another. As people get older, they will always silently reminisce about the past at many times.

"Linghe Wang is indeed intelligent, actually one step ahead of me in calculating the general situation. I am truly ashamed of my inferiority," Yuwen Jun said thoughtfully, his face slightly flushed.

In recent days, Yuwen Jun has been busy with the new policies and was completely unaware of the intelligence on the Spirit Clan and the Demon Realm. He even forgot that the Spirit Clan had a King named Linghe whose talent was vaguely superior to Li Hongshan's.

Prince Zhen'an grinned and said, "That guy might get angry if he hears you talking about him like that behind his back."

To be praised as intelligent by a younger person is, for a seasoned veteran, a considerable humiliation.

Knowing he was in the wrong, Yuwen Jun smiled faintly and asked, "Will he come to Iron Mang City to help?"

I'm also very curious about Ling and Wang's abilities in leading troops into battle.

After all, those years of checks and balances with the Yixi Sect had truly angered Bei Hanmeng and Gu Cheng.

The Prince of Zhen'an shook his head with a gloomy look in his eyes and said, "No, he has always fought in the dark. If he suddenly appears on the open battlefield, he may suffer a great loss."

"Although he has the cultivation level of Wuji, his killing power is relatively weak at the Wuji level."

"I reckon you're now on par with him."

Yuwen Jun waved his hands repeatedly and explained, "I have absolutely no intention of competing with him."

Prince Zhen'an laughed heartily and said, "I understand. You don't need to explain in such detail. Besides, there is no personal grudge between you. It's quite interesting that your friendship is half real and half fake."

Yuwen Jun replied modestly, "Nonsense, my relationship with King Linghe has always been very good."

"With a major battle imminent, there are some things we can't say carelessly."

Linghe Wang is a pillar of the Ling race, but for some reason, he is not well-liked.

Suddenly, Prince Zhen'an looked at Yuwen Jun with a worried expression and asked cautiously, "How confident are we in the battle of Changmao Prefecture?"

Based on general calculations, Emperor Ling and Emperor Ren will inevitably appear in Iron Mang City at a certain crucial point, and at that time, Yuwen Jun will have to face Ji Yong alone.

Leaving aside the former Ji Nan, Ji Yong must have received the Primordial True Essence bestowed by the Divine Emperor.

Even if the Queen of the Demon Realm were to personally go to the battlefield, she might not be a match for Ji Yong.

Although Yuwen Jun's Chaotic Emperor Qi was strong, it was still ultimately still within the Lingxiao Realm.

Prince Zhen'an was genuinely worried about his young best friend.

At his age, he shouldn't be under so much pressure.

In truth, Prince Zhen'an was certain that Yuwen Jun would not be able to take Changmao Prefecture, and whether he could survive Ji Yong's fierce attack was still uncertain, because Yuwen Jun's head was truly priceless.

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Jun felt a pang of unease. He had been worried about the battle situation in Tie Mang City, but upon arriving, he found himself being the one being worried about.

Upon closer examination, however, what the Prince of Zhen'an said made perfect sense.

The strength of the God Clan's Grand Marshal is very likely above that of the Demon Realm Queen.

With the competition having progressed to this point, a little deduction and calculation will reveal the answer as to who is more capable and who is slightly weaker or stronger.

Yuwen Jun smiled nonchalantly and said, "I'm not someone to be trifled with either."

Prince Zhen'an glanced at Pu Weiqing out of the corner of his eye. Given the current situation, Pu Weiqing assisting Yuwen Jun was the more reasonable choice. However, once the general strategic plan was set, it couldn't be changed arbitrarily. Besides, they had already drunk wine the previous night, and the Spirit Clan soldiers were overjoyed by Pu Weiqing's arrival. Many Spirit Clan swordsmen were also curious about the true strength of the Human Race's number one swordsman.

“You’ve always been someone to be trifled with, but this time you’ve acted within your means. Although taking Changmao Prefecture is important for the war, I hope you can be safe and sound,” the Prince of Zhen’an said sincerely, his eyes softening.

Yuwen Jun smiled and said, "The more you worry about me, the more humiliated I feel."

Upon hearing this, the Prince of Zhen'an was at a loss for words.

Pu Weiqing remained calm and composed throughout, after all, even Hengshan had the support of two powerful figures, Li Hongshan and Yue Bo, as well as Yinglong and Chiyuan, and there were also ten unknown Wuji experts in secret.

All things considered, Yuwen Jun had quite a bit of capital at his disposal.

However, everyone felt that Yuwen Jun was not yet qualified to confront Ji Yong head-on.

"I'll take my leave first." Yuwen Jun put down his teacup, stretched, and left in an instant.

Prince Zhen'an stared intently at Pu Weiqing, humbly asking, "He shouldn't really be angry, right?"

Pu Weiqing smiled calmly and said, "No, actually he is more worried about the situation in Iron Mang City. If Iron Mang City is defeated, the next battle will be difficult to fight."

"He came here to see what the situation was like in Iron Mang City."

"Although he is a child, he has always been doing things that adults do."

Upon hearing this, Prince Zhen'an's pupils contracted, and he nodded emphatically, saying, "I think so too."

……

Vast City.

Zhang Benchu, Suo Chengguo, Xu Huanshan, Xiao Chu, and others had already gone to the outskirts of Changmao Prefecture to hurl insults, while Yue Bo's army was providing support from the rear. Yuwen Jun was too lazy to watch the spectacle there.

The main hall of the city lord's mansion was empty, and there were no memorials piled up on the desk.

It's still early. I estimate that Nan Zhuo will arrive here in about half an hour to handle all the government affairs. However, for Nan Zhuo, it will only take about half an incense stick's time to finish all the government affairs.

Sitting on the city lord's throne, Yuwen Jun thought to himself, "Judging from the signs, the Prince of Zhen'an is very confident, but such confidence should also be related to the Spirit Clan's foundation."

"Judging from the situation, it will be a war of evenly matched forces."

Deep within her heart, the indifferent voice of the Primordial Spirit Cat echoed: "It doesn't matter. If you win, you win; if you lose, you lose. We'll talk about the sky falling down later."

"But we also need to take a trip around Changmao Prefecture."

"Perhaps the method to break through the city's protective barrier is simpler than we imagine."

Yuwen Jun found this to be reasonable, but just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt an extremely sharp sword intent coming from behind him.

Jing Peiyao appeared behind Yuwen Jun without anyone noticing.

Yuwen Jun turned around subconsciously, looking surprised, and asked, "Traversing the void?"

Upon closer inspection, Jing Peiyao was still at the peak of the Returning to Origin stage.

His eyes were calm and reserved, lacking their former clarity; they were more like the eyes of an honest man determined to kill, which made Yuwen Jun quite uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Yuwen Jun asked softly.

The ancient spirit cat's voice echoed in Yuwen Jun's heart, "This is clearly a desperate move."

"Remember, don't grant any of her requests. I'm doing this for your own good."

Jing Peiyao looked at Yuwen Jun quietly and said casually, "I want to discuss something with you."