The stolen magic is a bit magical

As Lin Xiaosu comprehended the laws of space in front of the mirror, her second primordial spirit seemed to awaken from a dream. The two primordial spirits shared information, leaving Lin Xiaosu stunned.

For the first time in his life, he experienced the difference in time.

The primordial spirit that entered the Heavenly Fox Secret Realm felt as if many years had passed, but in reality, only half an hour had elapsed.

Hu Ji slowly opened her eyes.

Lin Xiaosu was stunned.

On that day, Fu Fu also entered the Heavenly Fox Secret Realm at the same time as him. Fu Fu chose the path of cultivation and is still in seclusion to this day, which means that her consciousness has not yet returned to its original state.

Hu Ji woke up immediately.

"Did you find anything?" Lin Xiaosu asked.

“The Celestial Fox Ancestor left me a drop of ancestral blood,” Hu Ji said.

"Ancestral blood? What would happen if I absorbed it?"

"After fully absorbing and refining it, I should be able to reach the second level of mastery."

Lin Xiaosu was taken aback: "Second Principle! Then... then wouldn't that be able to contend with the Third Principle, which is the path to enlightenment through rules?"

"It's barely acceptable. I'll strive to truly break through to the Second Stage of Mastery as soon as possible. When that time comes, if anyone dares to be my husband's enemy, I'll help you beat them to death..."

Lin Xiaosu exclaimed with great emotion, "My God, Sanzhi is already the pillar of this world. Did I accidentally sleep with the pillar of the cultivation path?"

"Huh? You call this an accident? You've been playing for hours, trying out all sorts of tricks..." Hu Ji fussed over for a while: "Husband, what about you? Did you gain anything?"

"This time I have chosen the way of the sword, and my sword-making rules have already borne fruit."

It was Hu Ji's turn to sigh: "Last time you opened a secret realm on Fu Fu, and your Zhou Tian Formation Dao reached its peak. This time you opened a secret realm on me, and your swordsmanship reached its peak. Husband, you are amazing. You always manage to seize any opportunity..."

He gave them a good compliment.

But when Fu Fu was mentioned, and when the secret realm was opened, Lin Xiaosu felt a little guilty. To make up for this guilt, he used his most passionate love to fill the three thousand years of emptiness in the Hu Ji that night...

The next day, early morning.

As the sun rose, Hu Ji got up early. When Lin Xiaosu opened his eyes, her beautiful, flawless face, radiant with spring, was close to his lips.

Her lips touched lightly, and her voice came softly: "Husband, I have to go back."

"it is good!"

"It may take me half a year to refine and absorb the ancestral blood. During these six months, don't do anything big. After six months, even if you want to turn the world upside down, I'll accompany you!"

"Honey, you're so wonderful. I'm getting a little carried away."

Hu Ji chuckled: "Don't get cocky now, wait six months!"

"it is good!"

The woman rose into the air, smiled sweetly at him from mid-air, and then, with a flash of black and white, she vanished without a trace.

Lin Xiaosu looked up at the sky. In the distant horizon, black and white intertwined could be vaguely seen, but it was so faint that it was almost imperceptible.

Her Yin-Yang principles are approaching the state of the Great Dao without leaving a trace.

The Great Dao leaves no trace; this is the sign that one has entered the second realm of the laws.

She went back.

Lin Xiaosu had no intention of re-entering the martial arts world at this time.

He needs to wait for the Seventh Prince to return to the capital.

He also used this spare time to cultivate.

He has already attained the Dao Fruit according to the rules of swordsmanship. If he were to follow the pure path of sword cultivation, he could now enter the Dao of Initiation, because he has already met the prerequisite for entering the Dao of Initiation: attaining the Dao Fruit.

Any method that leads to the attainment of the Dao can be adopted.

However, he didn't want to do that.

His attachment will inevitably be an attachment that brings together all seven dharmas.

Plucking the fruit of the sword is only the first step...

In the following period, the two primordial spirits simultaneously comprehended the Seven Laws, steadily advancing the process of obtaining the Dao Fruit through the Seven Laws.

To most people, this would seem like an endless journey of cultivation, but to him, there was a timetable to predict. He initially estimated that it would take about a year to achieve the Dao fruition through all seven methods.

There are still two and a half years until that great calamity.

There is time, there is opportunity, but things in this world are full of variables and impermanence. He doesn't yet know whether the clinging to the seven dharmas can rewrite that great calamity.

After all, on the path of cultivation, there has never been an attachment to the gathering of all seven methods.

There was no precedent to follow.

As for his opponent, he didn't know what level he was at. This world had too many unknowns and variables that could jump out at any time. For example, he had never included the Buddha of the Western Spirit Realm in his plans, but during this northern expedition, he encountered a breathtaking encounter with this Buddha...

If that Buddha's will were to truly fall upon him, no matter how many primordial spirit clones he possessed, they would be of no use; everything would be annihilated!

The ways of Heaven are unfathomable, the affairs of the world are ever-changing, there are always those above you, and laws that apply even outside the law...

One day, two days, three days, five days...

Lin Xiaosu focused entirely on comprehending the laws, without any distractions.

On the night of the sixth day, Qingying appeared before him: "My lord, something has happened!"

"What's the matter?"

"The former Crown Prince, the eldest prince Hongyeol, died last night in his fiefdom of Jeju."

Lin Xiaosu suddenly looked up: "How did he die?"

"A sudden plague has struck, and the entire Prince Ji's mansion has been wiped out, not even a chicken or a dog." Qingying's expression was serious: "I suspect this is retaliation from the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect!"

“No doubt about it, it must be!” Lin Xiaosu said.

Qingying said, "I don't quite understand why we would target a former crown prince who has been away from the Eastern Palace for many years."

"Because this former crown prince is currently the most promising candidate to take up a seat in the Eastern Palace."

Qingying slowly raised her eyes...

The Eastern Palace is truly a palace of ever-changing fortunes.

Eleven years ago, the current Prince Ji, the eldest prince Hong Lie, was the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace.

However, he lost to the third prince Hong Ding in the battle for the throne. Hong Ding served as the crown prince for ten years and even stole his father's imperial aura by committing a karmic error. He served as regent for a long time and his reputation was at its zenith, which was almost equivalent to his de facto ascension to the throne.

At that time, Hong Lie dared not hold any grudge against Hong Ding and fawned over him like a dog. He even gave his favorite concubine to the Crown Prince Regent. The Crown Prince Regent deliberately publicized this matter, and the ministers who originally had some expectations for Hong Lie shook their heads and sighed when they heard it, thus completely shattering Hong Lie's dream of restoration.

Later, when Marquis Xueyi entered the court, the first thing he did was to remove the Crown Prince who was in charge of the state.

Hong Ding died in the imperial prison, and the position of Crown Prince was vacant once again.

Thus, a new sorting was achieved.

The second prince, Prince Lanning, became the most popular candidate.

However, this Prince Lanning was killed by the Thousand Poisons Sect at Zhaixing Tower in Lanzhou seven days ago.

At this point, the candidates for the Crown Prince's throne were re-ranked, with the one ranked highest being Prince Ji, Honglie, who had lived in the Crown Prince's palace but had left it for eleven years.

And now, this Prince Ji, who seemed to have a glimmer of hope, has been taken away by a plague last night...

"Where is the most fundamental link in all of this?" Qingying slowly withdrew her gaze.

Lin Xiaosu said, "The root of the prince's troubles lies in the succession to the throne... They're about to make their move!"

"Them?" Qingying asked. "Who are they? The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect or the Heart Sect?"

"At this stage in the Great Wilderness Kingdom, the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Heart Sect can be temporarily equated, because there are indications that their goals are currently aligned."

Qingying asked, "Then who are they planning to target?"

Lin Xiaosu said, "Naturally, it affects the successor they choose, the person who can smoothly ascend to the throne!"

Qingying nodded gently: "Prince Ji, Hong Lie, is obviously not one of their people. Otherwise, they wouldn't have needed to go to such lengths eleven years ago to exchange Hong Ding for Hong Lie."

"Yes! This is also the reason why Hong Lie was killed last night. With the deaths of Hong Ding and Lan Ningwang, this abandoned son who was gradually drifting away from the Eastern Palace is showing signs of taking over the Eastern Palace again."

Qingying asked, "And then?"

Lin Xiaosu's gaze slowly shifted to her, his expression quite serious.

Qingying took a deep breath: "His Majesty still has four princes. In terms of prestige and talent, it should be the seventh prince's turn. And this seventh prince is clearly not one of them!"

"Seventh Prince..." Lin Xiaosu asked, "When will you return to the capital?"

"tomorrow!"

next day!

The weather is fine.

Spring is bright.

Prince Hong Yun, the seventh prince of Dingbei, who had left the capital to lead an expedition to the South China Sea, returned to the capital with four armies of the Zhentian Pavilion.

On the platform leading back to Beijing, countless people came to greet him.

The imperial envoy and the chief eunuch greeted them.

Among the imperial officials, the vice ministers of the six ministries greeted him.

Lei Tianlun, the master of Zhentian Pavilion, personally greeted them.

Xueyi Hou Sulin was also present to greet them.

Amidst a chorus of flattery, enthusiastic greetings, and resounding military might, the Seventh Prince, Hong Yun, was ushered into the palace to receive another grand celebration prepared by His Majesty.

"Seventh Prince Hong Yun, a loyal and courageous ruler of the duchy, fought for eleven years at Zheyuntai, shedding his blood on the battlefield, and went to the South China Sea to fight against foreign invaders, raising the prestige of the nation overseas... He was bestowed the title of 'King Yun'!"

He finally reached the point of being granted the title of Prince.

Yun Wang, whose courtesy name is Wang, is also known as a prince.

The imperial court was bustling with activity and celebration.

It quietly overshadowed the terrible news from last night.

The eldest prince died in Jeju. Because of the plague, he could not be brought to the capital and was buried on the spot. The somber atmosphere was quietly diluted by the enfeoffment ceremony at this moment.

As the sun set, the seventh prince finally returned to his palace.

Seeing the four characters on the gate tower of the Prince's Mansion turn into three, the Seventh Prince was filled with emotion.

From the two-character king to the one-character king, how many battlefields has he traversed?

He may seem to be enjoying immense success today, but he also knows that this also highlights the injustice of fate.

Some people are born with the title of "King of One Word," while others spend half their lives fighting on the battlefield before finally achieving that title...

"Your Highness, don't overthink it. Justice delayed is justice denied!" Fu Feng comforted him.

The Seventh Prince smiled gently: "Justice delayed is injustice in itself. However, with the vicissitudes of life, where is true justice? Enter the warm pavilion. Today, all visitors are refused!"

"Yes!"

Inside the warm pavilion, Fu Feng offered a cup of tea: "Your Highness, do you wish to carefully consider tonight how to begin your journey in the court?"

"Yes, starting tomorrow, I will be stationed at the left side of the court for an extended period. I cannot be completely ignorant of political affairs. Find me a few advisors..."

Suddenly, a voice came from outside the warm pavilion: "His Highness just issued a strict order to refuse all visits today. However, the visitor is Marquis Xueyi. Does His Highness wish to..."

With a whoosh, the door to the warm pavilion swung open. The Seventh Prince stepped out.

In the courtyard outside, Lin Xiaosu quietly looked at a plum tree on her left. The plum blossoms had already withered, and the fallen petals covered the ground, creating a unique scene.

"I never expected that Marquis Su would come in person." The Seventh Prince strode over.

Lin Xiaosu smiled and said, "I just heard from the steward that His Highness did not want to see guests today. Fortunately, I did not regard myself as a guest today, but only as His Highness's neighbor."

"I forgot to say one thing!" the Seventh Prince laughed. "You all remember this: from now on, whenever I mention 'no one may,' there will be a suffix, except for Marquis Xueyi!"

Lin Xiaosu smiled: "How dare I accept the prince's favor?"

"Lord Su, please!"

"Your Highness, please!"

The two walked side by side up into the warm pavilion. Fufeng waved to dismiss the others and personally served tea under the lamplight.

Suddenly, the lights shifted, seemingly adding a touch of different scenery.

The Seventh Prince was completely unaware, but Fu Feng's eyes suddenly fixed on the flickering lamplight.

Lin Xiaosu said, "Under the lamplight, everything is hidden! What we say today is unknown to Heaven and Earth, and only the three of us in this world know it!"

The Seventh Prince's smile suddenly froze, and he turned his gaze to Fufeng, who nodded slightly.

This indicated that she had verified it, and that it was indeed the most advanced blocking method he had described.

Yes, this blocking method is truly incredible.

Because this is Lin Xiaosu's lamplight shield.

The lamp of humanity can shield us from the ways of Heaven.

"What does Marquis Su want to say? Please speak freely!" said the Seventh Prince.

Lin Xiaosu said, "Yesterday, Prince Ji died in Jizhou. Does Your Highness have any ominous premonition?"

In short, the Seventh Prince and Fu Feng's hearts pounded wildly.

"Does Lord Su know who made the move?"

"It's obvious what the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is up to!" Lin Xiaosu said. "Your Highness, who do you think will be their next target?"

"Is that so?" The Seventh Prince's face was ashen.

"The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect and the Heart Sect are now in cahoots, only wanting the person who enters the Eastern Palace to be their puppet. If Your Highness is unsure whether they will target you, you need to first determine whether you could become their puppet."

The Seventh Prince said, "I swear to Heaven, in this life... there is absolutely no way!"

Lin Xiaosu said, "So, your answer is correct!"

Fu Feng let out a soft breath: "Actually, we were already on guard ever since we heard the bad news about Prince Ji."

Lin Xiaosu gently shook her head: "Don't try to predict the opponent's methods based on your own imagination. The assassination by the 'Nineteen Heavenly Beams' on the path of cultivation is not something your mere royal mansion can withstand. Moreover, it's not just one 'Heavenly Beam' attack, but two or even more 'Heavenly Beams' combined to strangle the opponent!"

"Then... what should I do?" The Seventh Prince's face was dark and gloomy.

Fu Feng's hair swayed silently.

She felt completely lost and helpless.

If it were just a regular assassination, her presence would indeed ensure her husband's safety. However, what they faced was the most formidable obstacle on the path of cultivation, and as he said, not just one obstacle, but at least two.

The poisons of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect are invisible and intangible, and they use every means possible to kill.

The killing of the heart is even more unknown, its origin and destination are unknown.

Defense is the only way to prevent it, as it is fundamentally impossible to defend against.

Her cultivation level was actually nothing compared to these two towering figures.

Lin Xiaosu slowly raised her gaze: "I wonder if Your Highness can let go of this newly acquired title of Prince, and whether you can let go of the grand ambitions that fill your heart?"

"What do you mean?" The Seventh Prince's gaze met his.

Lin Xiaosu said, "Does Your Highness still remember the day the prisoners were exchanged in the Heavenly Prison, where the truth and falsehood were intertwined?"

"How can we forget this?" the Seventh Prince said. "You mean..."

Lin Xiaosu said, "..."

Half an hour later, Lin Xiaosu left the Prince's mansion and returned to the Marquis's mansion next door.

Go back to your room and sleep.

I slept until the sun was high in the sky.

When she woke up, Qingying was sitting on the windowsill outside, gazing at the Prince's mansion next door. There was a hint of doubt in her eyes: "The Marquis came to remind him yesterday, but I observed for half the night and did not see any measures to strengthen the Prince's mansion. Could it be that this Prince has ignored the Marquis's reminder?"

"Anyway, I've done what I could. Whether he listens or not is up to him!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Alright, no need to worry about what's next door. Respect other people's fates..."

Xiao Hong's voice came from outside: "My lord, we have a guest."

"Oh? Who?"

“It was a woman who wrote a poem for the prince and gave it to me to deliver to him.”

Lin Xiaosu and Qingying exchanged a glance, Qingying's eyes crinkling with laughter: "I knew the Marquis's poetic talent was astounding, and talented women from the capital should have come to seek his guidance long ago. And here they are!"

The door opened, and Qingying took a note from Xiaohong and read: "After the dream, the pavilion is locked high, and after waking from the wine, the curtains hang low. Last year's spring sorrow returns again, with fallen flowers and a person standing alone, and swallows flying in pairs in the light rain. I remember when I first met Xiaoping, she wore a double-layered robe with the character 'heart' on it, and spoke of longing on the pipa strings. The bright moon was there then, and it once shone on the returning colorful clouds... My goodness, who is this talented woman?"

She was completely stunned.

Her initial assumption was that the visitor was nothing more than a courtesan from one of the capital's most famous brothels, playing a tune personally composed by the Marquis and listening to his boundless charm, hoping to have an intimate encounter with him.

It portrays a story of a talented woman falling in love with a famous man.

However, when this note appeared in her palm and she read the short poem that was so poignant and full of poetic beauty, she was completely stunned. What talent this was!

How could there be such a talented woman?

His poetic talent is no less than that of the Marquis!

Lin Xiaosu was terrified...

His shock lay not in how good the words were, but in the origin of those words.

These are words from that world.

Poetic masterpieces left behind by the surging waves and sands over a thousand years.

His appearance in this world was merely to tell him that the person who came was an old friend of his!
A true old friend!
"The bright moon was there then, once shining on the returning colorful clouds," but which colorful cloud was it?
"Qingying, bring her to see me!" Lin Xiaosu took the note, turned around and went to the bedroom, gently picked up the teacup in front of her, and took a sip of tea.

The tea was leftover tea from the previous day and was ice cold.

The cool tea slowly calmed the turmoil in my heart.

Because he had already sensed an aura, an aura that was so deeply ingrained in his memory...

Three minutes later, the bedroom door opened.

Qingying and a woman with a light veil stood side by side at the doorway.

Wearing a light veil over one's face is a normal way for a talented woman to go out, but wouldn't it be a bit impolite to receive guests outside the Marquis's bedroom?
Qingying was hesitating whether to change locations when Lin Xiaosu gently waved her hand: "Qingying, you can go now, there's no need to serve you."

"Yes, Your Excellency!" Qingying bowed and withdrew.

The door closed gently, and the sunlight outside seemed to change color.

The change in the color of this sunlight signifies the activation of the lamp.

The masked woman slowly walked over.

Her eyes slowly softened.

Without a sound, the veil was removed, revealing a face as beautiful as a spring night to Lin Xiaosu…

The long night!

She was none other than Changye!
"This humble woman, Ye Ji, greets Your Excellency..." Chang Ye bowed gracefully.

With a whoosh, two strong arms suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace, and Changye was instantly drawn into his warm embrace.

Changye was shocked: "My lord, you..."

"Don't worry, baby. Your husband is not the same as before. He has set up a protective barrier that blocks all eyes and ears. Even if the Lord of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is right outside the window, he can't see what's happening inside the room."

Changye looked up: "Really?"

"What do you mean by 'real' or 'fake'? We've fought side by side so many times, when have I ever told a lie?" Lin Xiaosu said.

Changye looked at him for a long time, then gently closed her eyes: "After what happened at 101, you still have no resentment towards me?"

"That's natural!"

"Why? In front of everyone, I betrayed Qianlong and even personally... personally crushed Xinyue to death." Her voice trembled slightly.

"You shouldn't have forgotten that my true path is that of a detective. If I can't even see through your 'Trojan Horse Plan,' wouldn't I be unworthy of the title of Phoenix City's number one detective?"

"Your first reconnaissance was because of me, and your last reconnaissance in that world was also because of me!"

"Yes, so don't say anything, just let me give you a good kiss!"

“I need to remind you…” Changye slowly opened his eyes: “My poison has already entered from the outside in. You can touch my skin however you like without any problem, but you can’t touch my tongue when we kiss, and you can forget about that thing altogether.”

That made everything clear.

Her poison entered from the outside in.

Protective clothing is no longer needed.

However, we cannot delve too deeply into it...

"I also need to remind you!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Nothing in this world is absolute!"

The lips fell...

hmmm...

Her eyes widened suddenly.

Next, the challenge moves to a new phase: get everything done in one go...

"How is it?" Changye was very nervous.

"It tastes delicious!"

"You need to be clear about whether it tastes good or feels intoxicating..." Changye was a little exasperated.

"Look at what you're saying, 'It tastes good,' isn't that just a feeling of being intoxicated? Is there any difference?" Lin Xiaosu asked with great interest...

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

Changye finally caught his breath: "Can you still breathe?"

"Don't worry, it's been proven that all your shackles are nothing in front of me." Lin Xiaosu said, "Thinking about it carefully, it really is quite difficult. It took me several years to break your shackles."

"You might as well say that you cultivate for my sake." Changye glared at him.

"That's right. In order to sleep peacefully with my beloved Changye, I cultivated desperately and finally cultivated myself into a divine and demonic body, immune to all poisons." Lin Xiaosu said, "Speaking of which, the speed of your cultivation progress is also astonishing."

“I originally thought I would be a legend from that world, unlocking the source of all poisons in my body, achieving the rare Poison Body, comprehending the Poison Scripture by leaps and bounds, and breaking through to the Divine Realm in less than a year. But you are just here to ruin my mindset! Can you really withstand the Dao of the Dao?” She looked nervous as she said the last sentence.

"I can not only withstand the attacks of ordinary Dao-Mastering Realm cultivators at the first level, but I can also kill them by force!" Lin Xiaosu said, "But I might not be able to defeat a Dao-Mastering Realm cultivator at the second level right now." (End of Chapter)