Those years when I hunted demons in Dali Temple

The fake prince stared at Dao Yi, wishing he could swallow her whole.

Dao Yi shrugged and said innocently, "Gazing at me won't help. You were born with three legs; no one else attached them to you. Oh, no, you couldn't have them yourself, so it's not like your race was born with them."

"You're asking for death!" It's unclear which word struck a nerve with the fake prince, but he clenched his fingers into a claw and reached straight for Dao Yi's neck.

Dao sidestepped and retaliated with an even more ferocious move.

As he repelled his opponent with a single palm strike, countless hair-like spikes followed the fake prince.

The fake prince began to dodge in the Guande Hall, appearing to have lost his previous composure.

Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, Dao Yi gave him no chance to catch his breath, unleashing a variety of colorful spells.

The King of Qin directed the rest of the people in the hall to leave, while the King of Qi was held down by Chen Yizhi. The Emperor and Zhang De had already joined the King of Qin and the others.

Dao Yi was locked in a fierce battle with the fake crown prince, and no one noticed that the shouts and clashes outside the palace had ceased at some point.

"Look at Yili, no one in the world knows you who can attain this, thunderbolts from the void respond, go!" The fake prince hurriedly responded, when he suddenly heard Dao Yi chanting a spell. He knew something was wrong, as powerful spiritual energy was approaching in an instant.

The fake crown prince turned his gaze to the remaining people in the hall.

He pushed off the ground with his right foot and leaped towards the King of Qin and his entourage. Even faster than the others was a silver spear, which slowed down the fake prince's movements, followed by a spiritual power that made his heart tremble.

The fake prince suddenly felt as if he were carrying a thousand pounds of weight, causing him to fall to the ground instantly, unable to move.

The fake prince was suppressed, and the emperor, supported by Zhang De, came before him.

Because he was suppressed by the stone talisman, when the fake prince struggled, his handsome face instantly became extremely distorted. Everyone in the hall could see a phantom moving back and forth on his face.

"What kind of monster dares to possess the Crown Prince's body?" Zhang De shouted in shock and anger.

The phantom image pulled at and repeatedly overlapped with the prince's face. This was a person whose face was completely different from that of the eldest son. This scene of the phantom image forced the sage to recognize a fact: his eldest son was no longer alive.

"Who exactly are you?" the sage asked, forcing back his sorrow.

Dao Yi was about to answer when he was stopped by a look from the King of Qin beside him.

The fake prince's distorted face instantly calmed down, and he tearfully replied to the emperor, "Father, I am your eldest son, Jiancheng."

The emperor was moved for a moment. He closed his eyes and said, "If you tell the truth, I might still be able to spare your life."

While the fake crown prince was stunned, the King of Qin's face seemed to turn even paler, and he stopped stopping Dao Yi.

"Father, is what you're saying true?" The fake prince, crushed by an invisible boulder, thought he was about to die, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better. His eyes flickered, and he forced a desolate smile. "Father, your son really is your eldest son."

Seeing that the emperor was listening attentively, the fake prince spoke with even greater emotion, "Several years ago, when I went to fight against the barbarians, I was stopped by a group of men in black. Afterwards, I developed some unusual symptoms. I was afraid that you would worry, so I kept it a secret from you. Please forgive me, Father."

Wang Xuanzhi learned about the fake crown prince from Dao Yi and had already secretly informed the emperor. Today, he learned the truth from the instigator, and the emperor still found it hard to accept. He murmured and asked, "My son, Dalang, has he suffered?"

To evoke his pity and get the emperor to protect him, the fake prince hurriedly nodded and recounted the events incompletely. He concluded with a pitiful cry, "Father, I'm in so much pain."

A hint of pain flashed in the sage's eyes. He shifted his gaze from the fake crown prince, then swept over the King of Qin, before turning to the King of Qi, whom Chen Yi had knocked unconscious in his haste, and finally settling on Dao Yi.

The emperor asked her, "Minister Xie, how can you prove that the crown prince is an imposter?"

Dao Yi cupped his hands in greeting, "Your Majesty, please allow me to present witnesses and physical evidence."

Upon hearing this, the fake crown prince struggled again, "Father, don't believe Dao Yi! She's in cahoots with my second brother! She wants to kill me!"

The sage nodded, but did not look at him again.

Before long, Wang Xuanzhi, also dressed in newly made red casual clothes, appeared, carrying a box with engravings on every side, and two people following behind him.

The others only recognized one of them, Feng Li, a confidant of the Crown Prince. But Chen Yizhi would recognize the other one even if he were reduced to ashes.

"Wu Yong!" If Wang Xuanzhi hadn't been there, Chen Yizhi would have already killed him with a single spear thrust.

Wu Yong shrank back behind Wang Xuanzhi, who slightly moved aside. Wu Yong hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, pointing at Feng Li and saying, "General Chen, please don't blame me. He was the one who ordered it all. I know nothing about it."

Feng Li had originally planned to ask the Crown Prince to plead for him, but seeing that he was suppressed and unable to move, and that the situation was turning in favor of the Prince of Qin and his group, he gave up on the idea.

He glanced at Wu Yong with disdain, "What a useless piece of trash."

Wu Yong simply shrank closer to Wang Xuanzhi, which made Chen Yizhi furious. This was the same man who had killed several of his good brothers in the army.

After exchanging a perfunctory greeting with the Sage and the King of Qin, Feng Li said, "The Crown Prince ordered the murder of General Chen, and the same Crown Prince ordered the murder of Jianming. Wu Yong was the one who carried out the attack."

Chen Yizhi felt a little short of breath. The truth he had been seeking for years was now laid bare before him, giving him an unreal feeling.

Looking at him, Wang Xuanzhi sighed softly. What he was about to say would likely be even harder for Xianyu to accept; even he himself felt a long emptiness after seeing it.
"You still haven't told me why the Crown Prince ordered them to be harmed?"

Feng Li shook his head, "How can we servants possibly fathom our master's thoughts?"

Wang Xuanzhi snorted. "Your Majesty, I have another piece of evidence here." As he spoke, he held up the carved box in his hand.

Zhang De tried to take it from him, but Wang Xuanzhi avoided it.

He said, "Your Majesty, this document clearly records why the Crown Prince wanted to harm General Chen, as well as Jianming's reasons for becoming the Crown Prince's confidant. Moreover, the records here can prove why Cui Wenyuan later underwent such a great change."

Wang Xuanzhi pointed directly at the fake crown prince who was being pressed to the ground, "All of this is because of him!"

Wang Xuanzhi's ten fingers danced across the carved box as he explained to the people in the hall, "This item is a relic of Cui Wenyuan. I only recently found a way to open it after obtaining it. If you don't know how to open it, you will only destroy the box."

"Click!" The box opened with a sound, sending a chill down the spines of everyone in the hall. (End of Chapter)