The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

Li Jingtian's head flew off his shoulder...

His head flew even further than his older brother Li Jingchen's yesterday.

As Li Jingtian died, the golden protective shield slowly dissipated.

Li Changhai rushed forward like a madman, embracing Li Jingtian's headless corpse, his body trembling uncontrollably.

Then, his bloodshot gaze fixed on Qin Changye, his fists clenched tightly, as if he couldn't help but rush forward to fight to the death.

However, Ren Pingsheng, Ta Ye, and Li Yourong stepped forward in time to shield Qin Changye behind them.

Three pressures, belonging to the sixth or seventh level of the King Martial Realm, simultaneously locked onto him.

If he makes the slightest rash move, the three of them will not hesitate to send him to reunite with his son.

Li Changhai's clenched fist immediately relaxed.

In a fit of anger, he snapped.

puff!

He swallowed his anger, but blood welled up inside him, and he coughed it up.

He could only pray in his heart that Li Jingtian's bloodline test results were good, and that the Ninth Elder of the Initial Saint Sect was very satisfied. Upon learning that Li Jingtian had been killed, the Elder flew into a rage and slapped the murderer, Qin Changye, into a pulp...

This highly anticipated life-or-death battle has finally come to an end.

Qin Changye not only walked off the life-or-death arena alive, gaining fame by stepping over Li Jingtian's corpse, but also won another 1.2 million spirit stones by betting on himself.

He gained both fame and fortune, and became extremely wealthy.

On the contrary, those who had confidently bet on Li Jingtian, thinking they would make a fortune, were now all green with envy.

As for the two guys with donkey hoof prints on their faces and terrible breath, they were already sighing and taking off their clothes under everyone's watchful eyes...

Among the crowd, the sixth prince, Zhou Tianci, wearing a huge bamboo hat, was also extremely depressed at this moment.

I came all the way in the middle of the night to watch Qin Changye get killed, but instead I saw Qin Changye make a strong comeback.

In fact, his favorite silver knife was "borrowed" by Qin Changye, and now that the battle is over, he shows no intention of "returning" it.

He didn't want to reveal his identity, so he took the initiative to ask for it, and could only swallow this loss in silence.

They tried to steal a chicken but ended up losing the rice instead!

clap clap clap...

Suddenly, applause rang out.

A burly man with a rugged face strode forward, his large, round eyes gleaming with undisguised admiration: "Young Master Qin, you're truly a formidable fighter!"

Many people recognized at a glance that this burly man was none other than Zhou Tianwu, the eighth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Among the ten princes of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had the highest talent in martial arts and was known as a "martial arts fanatic".

He was not greedy for power or profit, disliked deceit and treachery, and only enjoyed fighting with others.

Every day I'm either fighting with someone or on my way to fighting with someone.

"Today, I heard that Li Jingtian has come out of seclusion. I wanted to find him and have a good fight, but Prince Qin beat me to it and killed him directly, so I made a wasted trip."

Despite his words, Zhou Tianwu's rugged face betrayed his barely concealed excitement: "Young Master Qin, the fact that you could kill Li Jingtian proves you're quite capable. Why don't you take advantage of this momentum and have a fight with me?"

Before Qin Changye could reply, he added, "Of course, we're just having a friendly spar, only to determine a winner, not a matter of life or death!"

Qin Changye looked at the martial arts fanatic whose eyes were shining and who had already jumped onto the life-or-death arena. He did not refuse, but he also did not waste any time.

The ink sword was drawn, and a single strike was delivered.

Zhou Tianwu didn't even see how Qin Changye made his move before the sword light had already severed a lock of his hair, which fell to the ground in a flurry.

Cold sweat instantly soaked his clothes. He looked at Qin Changye, and the disbelief in his eyes was gradually replaced by fervor and worship.

If Qin Changye could cut off his hair with one sword, he could also cut off his head with another.

"Impressive, Prince Qin!"

"I was truly ashamed that I dared to try and dwarf the brilliance of Prince Qin's moonlight with the light of a candle!"

"I'm convinced, completely convinced, utterly convinced!"

Zhou Tianwu's face was filled with even more admiration, and his tone was anything but sincere: "If it weren't for the fact that I'm a prince, which makes things quite inconvenient, I would really like to pull Prince Qin aside and become sworn brothers, and from now on I would have to call Prince Qin 'elder brother'!"

He paused for a moment, then took a few steps closer to Qin Changye and lowered his voice, saying, "Young Master Qin, I heard that His Majesty has already betrothed Zhao Qingcheng to you. That woman is beautiful and has made outstanding military achievements, but she has a grudge against you and is also considered a jinx to her husbands. I will go back and speak to His Majesty on your behalf to see if the wedding can be canceled."

"I appreciate the Eighth Prince's kindness, but there's no need to cancel the wedding."

Qin Chang immediately refused, as he still needed to marry Zhao Qingcheng to absorb the phoenix-shaped lightning and instantly increase his cultivation level.

This wedding absolutely cannot be canceled!

The Eighth Prince, interrupted, wasn't angry. Instead, he removed his armor and presented it to Qin Changye with both hands: "If Prince Qin is unwilling to annul the engagement, I won't force him. We hit it off immediately upon meeting. I don't have much to give, so I'll give you this armor. Don't think it's too shabby, Prince Qin. In case the phoenix lightning strikes on your wedding day, or Zhao Qingcheng tries to harm you, wearing this armor will protect you from a lot of damage!"

At first glance, this set of gleaming gold armor is anything but shabby.

On the contrary, it is made entirely of extremely cold meteorite, and its dragon-scale-like armor plates are engraved with many tiny, high-level runes.

Invaluable!

"How could I possibly accept such a valuable gift?"

As Qin Changye spoke, he took the armor and gestured for Xiuer to quickly put it on.

"Your Highness, I have other matters to attend to, so I will take my leave now!"

Zhou Tianwu let out a simple, honest laugh and led the old servant away from the crowd.

After walking a long way and confirming that no one was around, the honest and admiring expression on his face vanished instantly, as if he had taken off a mask he had worn for too long. His eyes became unusually sharp, and he was completely different from his previous appearance.

Behind him, the old servant couldn't help but speak up: "Your Highness, he's just a prince's son, why are you being so polite to him? And that suit of armor is a top-grade Heaven-level treasure, giving it to him like this, I feel bad even if you don't!"

Zhou Tianwu looked back at the old servant, and instead of answering, asked, "Everyone thinks my greatest strength is my martial arts talent, but that's not true. Do you know what it is?"

The old servant hesitated for a moment: "Scheming?"

Zhou Tianwu was speechless and shook his head.

The old servant hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Acting skills?"

The Eighth Prince was even more speechless and continued to shake his head: "Forget it, stop guessing. I'll tell you, my greatest strength is my eyesight."

After a pause, the Eighth Prince's face instantly radiated confidence: "From childhood to adulthood, I have seen countless people and have never made a mistake. This is the reason why I have been able to get to where I am today."

"However, there are two people in this life that I can't see through: one is our Empress, and the other is Qin Changye."

A hint of undisguised solemnity appeared in his eyes: "His sword strike just now was completely unstoppable without me activating the seal and exerting all my strength. Such a being, even if he only pursues martial arts, his future achievements will not be much weaker than mine."

A golden carp is no ordinary fish; it transforms into a dragon when it encounters wind and clouds.

Moreover, he was not only the heir of the Prince of Qin's mansion, but also the Heavenly King of the Blood-Clad Guards.

Therefore, I not only cannot be his enemy, but I must also try my best to be his friend.

The old servant was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "But what use is his potential? I heard that Her Majesty the Empress has already sent Eunuch Zhao to the border overnight, ordering the victorious Zhao Qingcheng to immediately return to the capital for their marriage. Zhao Qingcheng will be back as early as tomorrow, and by then, Qin Changye will surely be dead."

In the darkness, Zhou Tianwu paused in his steps: "If Qin Changye is really killed by Zhao Qingcheng like the others, then consider my previous investment wasted, and I accept it."

He then changed the subject: "But if he hadn't died, how much return do you think my investment today would be worth?"

The old servant seemed to be deep in thought.

"Remember this: the path to the throne is like crossing an icy river. Every step is fraught with danger. I must seize every opportunity and win over every useful person. They are like ropes suspended over the icy river. You don't know which rope is incredibly strong and which will break easily. But as long as one rope holds me up, I can successfully reach the other side."

Open the bow without turning back the arrow!

Once you embark on that path, there's only one way to go.

He had no choice!

……

At the Prince of Qin's residence, Xiu'er gazed at the gleaming golden armor and couldn't help but sigh, "Such a precious gift, given so readily... the Eighth Prince, what an honest and kind man!"

"An honest and simple person?"

Qin Changye shook his head slightly: "This Eighth Prince is not simple. His naivety is all an act."

Having lived two lives, Qin Changye's insight was incredibly sharp; the moment he saw the Eighth Prince, he saw through all his pretenses.

"However, he meant me no harm, so I don't need to expose him. Besides, the armor he gave me is indeed of a high level, so I appreciate the favor."

Qin Changye then looked at Xiuer: "Take off your clothes, I'll continue to help you open up your meridians."

The first time I helped Xiuer clear her blocked meridians was on the carriage to the Zhao family. At that time, my strength was insufficient, so I could only clear a small part of the blocked meridians.

Now that his strength allows, Qin Changye is prepared to clear all of Xiu'er's blocked meridians in one go, helping her to fully awaken her exquisite body!

Thinking of her previous experience of opening her meridians, Xiu'er blushed instantly, but her hands moved quickly. She skillfully stripped down to her underwear, then turned her back to Qin Changye, waiting for him to place his hands on her back and perform the meridian-opening technique.

However, this time, Qin Changye shook his head: "Last time we cleared the blocked meridians on the back, now it's time to clear the blocked meridians on the front."

"So, you have to face me!"