I became a prince in a martial arts world.

Chapter 68 Reunion with Fang Shaobai

Unlike in games where killing monsters can drop skill books, in the real world, no one carries their learned manuals with them. Wang Yu was already incredibly lucky to get a "Swallow Carrying Spring" manual from the Flower-Picking Prince last time, but he never expected to get one again this time.

Wang Yu was stunned. "Didn't he have a master? How come he carries a secret manual with him?"

"I don't know?" Zhao Shan said. "Maybe they stole it?"

As he spoke, Zhao Shan glanced at Qianqian, his eyes revealing undisguised shock. He never imagined that the seemingly delicate and gentle woman was actually a master of innate cultivation!

To be honest, among the guards of the Prince's mansion, Zhao Shan, Zhao He, and others, most of them actually favored Qianqian over Li Yunxiu. After all, she was personally appointed by the old prince, and she was much more amiable and approachable than Li Yunxiu.

Sometimes, when they saw Li Yunxiu wielding great power and intentionally or unintentionally suppressing Qianqian, they would secretly complain, outwardly comply but inwardly defy him, and even occasionally have some complaints about Wang Yu, who seemed to favor Li Yunxiu.

After all, Li Yunxiu was clearly an agent planted by the emperor in the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion. Although the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion did not intend to rebel for the time being, they still viewed Li Yunxiu with a sense of distance.

But today's battle surprised everyone.

Ma Bojun was caught in the battle when a master of innate cultivation suddenly appeared from the Black Qiang. Just when everyone was about to die, Qianqian appeared out of nowhere and manipulated the two opponents, saving the lives of Zhao Shan, Zhao He, and the guards.

Li Yunxiu was not to be outdone. After securing safety, she transformed into a master of combat micro-management, commanding three hundred Iron Eagle Cavalry to encircle five hundred Black Qiang Cavalry from the opposite direction. She defeated the enemy with almost no casualties, shocking everyone and making the Iron Eagle Cavalry develop a good impression of Li Yunxiu.

Compared to the brilliance of the two women, Wang Yu's unparalleled lightness skill and his battle to kill the successor of the Star Constellation were overshadowed.

But if you knew the truth, you would know that Wang Yu was actually the most terrifying one. He had only been practicing martial arts for eight months when he directly confronted and killed the prized disciple of the Twin Stars of Su Hai.

Unfortunately, apart from Qianqian and Li Yunxiu, no one else knew this. They only thought that Wang Yu was indeed worthy of being the son of Zhao Zheng, the former King of Zhenxi, and had the demeanor of his father.

"They're not crippled outcasts, why would they need to steal?" Wang Yu said speechlessly.

Qianqian glanced at it. "The book is very new. It wasn't given to them by Tiancan and Dique. They must have transcribed it themselves after they came out. As for the reason, maybe they were comparing it with each other, or maybe they were afraid of forgetting. Who knows?"

"Take a closer look, be careful it might be fake," Li Yunxiu warned.

In the world of martial arts, whether it is internal energy cultivation or martial arts techniques, as long as it involves guiding internal energy, one must be careful and cautious during cultivation. Once the true energy goes astray, it can lead to the tearing of meridians at best, and the serious consequence of qi deviation and demonic possession at worst.

Given Meng Zixiao and Zhao Guizhou's past history of putting on an act, Li Yunxiu suspected that these two martial arts techniques might also be a trap they had set for Wang Yu, but had not yet used.

Wang Yu nodded, put away the manual, and said, "I understand."

He's got a cheat code! He's not afraid!

No need for cultivation. Just learn the kung fu, then consume the elixir, and feed the energy and skills to the tortoise shell. The tortoise shell will then provide feedback to adjust, optimize, or even evolve the skills.

As everyone was talking, the Loulan treasure had already been divided between the two sides and loaded onto their respective vehicles. At the same time, they pushed the corpses together, preparing to set them on fire.

Just then, the sound of clashing weapons came from the south.

Everyone looked south out of curiosity. The Black Qiang cavalry had all returned north, so why were there battles in the south?

The next moment, a figure leaped over the small sand dune where Wang Yu had just been, wielding a long sword, his hair disheveled, and rushed over.

"Li Wuchang?" Ma Bojun asked curiously, "Didn't he run away? Why is he back?"

When Ma Bojun saw Li Wuchang, Li Wuchang naturally saw them as well. His expression changed, and he hurriedly fled westward.

But suddenly, a figure appeared in the distance to the west. Though fast, his movements were elegant, like a lone bamboo swaying in the wind. His figure shifted and changed, and he carried a long sword behind his back. Upon seeing Li Wuchang, he let out a long howl, "Here I am!"

Li Wuchang's expression changed drastically, he paused, and turned east.

But another figure appeared in the distance to the east, striding towards them with overwhelming momentum. He drew his long sword, pointed it at Li Wuchang, and laughed, "Here you are now!"

Li Wuchang immediately stopped, nearly tripping in shock. He looked at the people to the north, who dared not come forward, but his eyes were filled with fear as he looked to the south.

Ma Bojun asked curiously, "Who are those two people? And who else is there in the south?"

Li Wuchang is one of the five great bandits of Qishan. He comes from the Taihua Sect and has long been a first-class master. His Jade Maiden Nineteen Swords are light and skillful, and he is a famous figure in the martial arts world. Who could make him so afraid?

Qianqian's eyes flickered, but she didn't speak. Li Yunxiu's eyes twitched slightly. "The person on the east side is using a sword from the Laoshan Sect, which is slightly wider than an ordinary longsword."

Niu Zilian chimed in, "The man to the west has a figure like bamboo and steps like plum blossoms; he must be a master of the Mushan Sect."

Ma Bojun understood immediately. "They're from the Seven Great Sword Sects. How did they get to the Western Regions, and why are they facing off against Li Wuchang?"

Wang Yu and Li Yunxiu exchanged a glance, roughly knowing who was the person in the south that Li Wuchang feared.

Sure enough, a figure in green swept up the sand dune, lazily carrying a black-sheathed longsword in his hand and a wine gourd hanging from his waist. It was Fang Shaobai, whom we hadn't seen for a long time.

Fang Shaobai was clearly surprised to find so many people behind the sand dunes. After a moment of stunned silence, he saw Wang Yu waving at him and couldn't help but smile.

Wang Yu and his group were in the north, Fang Shaobai in the south, the Laoshan Sect masters in the east, and the Mushan Sect masters in the west. Only Li Wuchang stood alone in the middle of the Gobi Desert. Although he held a long sword in his hand, he still felt weak, helpless, and pitiful.

"Fang Shaobai!" Li Wuchang took a deep breath.

"Uncle-Master Li," Fang Shaobai said calmly, "please come back to the mountain with me."

Li Wuchang sneered, "I don't want to go back and see Hua Ziqing's face. If you want me to go back, you might as well let me die."

Fang Shaobai sighed, "Uncle-Master's crime doesn't warrant death, why has it come to this?"

Li Wuchang chuckled and said, "Since I entered Qishan, I have taken at least eighty or a hundred innocent lives. When I left the mountain, my crimes may not have warranted death, but now they are capital offenses."

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Fang Shaobai fell silent.

Li Wuchang glanced at the three people who had gathered around him, then at Wang Yu and the others who were watching the commotion. Knowing that he had no chance of survival, he steeled himself and raised his sword to his throat.

With this, all five bandits of Qishan were wiped out.

"Brother Fang!"

"Brother Zhao!"

"How did you get to the Western Regions?" Wang Yu asked.

"This is a long story, related to the past of the Seven Great Sword Sects. Let me introduce you to two friends first." Fang Shaobai turned around and beckoned the other two over.

"Laoshan School, Meng Wei!"

"Shen Zhijun of the Twilight Mountain Sect!"

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These two were indeed disciples of the Laoshan Sect and the Mushan Sect, and the most outstanding disciples of the new generation of the two sects, known as the chief disciples. Although they had not yet entered the Innate Realm, they were both first-class experts, already on par with the elders of the sect. It was only a matter of time before they advanced to the Innate Realm.

Shen Zhijun was younger, with a gentle and refined smile, more like a scholar than a swordsman. Meng Wei, on the other hand, was bold and generous, with a spirited demeanor, a typical chivalrous swordsman.

"Why have you come to the Western Regions? Didn't we agree to call on me when we dealt with the Qishan bandits?" Fang Shaobai asked.

"I came to the Western Regions to seize treasures, not specifically to deal with the Qishan bandits, so why are you addressing me like that?" Wang Yu pointed to the surrounding carts. "Don't you know about the Loulan treasure?"

Fang Shaobai shook his head. "I don't know!"

Wang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. "So there are still people who don't know. I thought the whole world knew."

So Wang Yu briefly explained the purpose of his trip to Fang Shaobai, and now it was over.

Looking at the corpses scattered on the ground, Meng Wei couldn't help but sigh in despair, stamping his feet repeatedly, "Too late! Too late! Why didn't I make it to this great battle and kill a few barbarians?"

Shen Zhijun laughed and said, "Our martial arts are good for chaotic battles in the martial arts world, but they may not be useful on the real battlefield."

While the group was talking, the Iron Eagle Cavalry had already set fire to the corpses, then set up camp and prepared lunch.

After a fierce battle and a long day of cleaning up, everyone is hungry.

Wang Yu invited Fang Shaobai and others to join him, and Fang Shaobai naturally accepted. Then, people from the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, Shuntian Army, and the Seven Great Sword Sects gathered together.

Since the topic of the Loulan treasure had come up, Song Chengyue recounted the whole story once again.

Meng Wei shook his head. "This emperor is inhuman!"

Li Yunxiu, "————"

Song Chengyue thought for a moment, then asked Wang Yu, "Your Highness, now that you have obtained the treasure, could you please state the suggestion you didn't make up before?"

Wang Yu laughed, "You want to hear more?"

Song Chengyue nodded, "Your Highness is benevolent and trustworthy, I believe in Your Highness."

Meng Wei and Shen Zhijun exchanged a strange look.

While Wang Yu's name might not be universally known, it was certainly quite famous. After all, his father was a renowned martial arts master. Whenever the topic of Northwest masters and powerful figures came up, Zhao Zheng and the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion were inevitably mentioned. As Zhao Zheng's only son and the future master of the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion, he was naturally a figure of interest.

But everyone's assessment of him is that he is eccentric, arrogant, indulges in wine and women, and is completely unrelated to benevolence, righteousness, and trustworthiness.

When Fang Shaobai formally introduced him, the two already felt something was off. Now, with Song Chengyue adding another comment, they couldn't help but be curious about Wang Yu.

Wang Yu then laughed and said, "My suggestion is to send most of the treasure to the emperor in a grand manner, so that he will lose credibility with the world. You can intercept a portion and take it to the Northwest Army. This will not only make the emperor wary of the Northwest Army, but also allow you to live a good life in the Northwest Army. You can then move forward or backward freely. It is a win-win situation."

After pondering for a long time, Song Chengyue finally bowed and said, "Thank you for your understanding, Your Highness. As the saying goes, to kill someone, you must destroy their spirit. Making the emperor bear the reputation of only wanting benefits and not contributing is indeed a good way to get revenge. My sister and I will go to our uncle's place and wait for the changes in the Central Plains."

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