Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

Huang Yanyao pouted, feeling extremely unhappy.

“All of them.”

"Then you are really greedy."

Huang Yanyao groaned and lifted her veil, "I suggest you stop thinking about it for now, because you will have to kill someone later."

Hearing this, Lu Mu raised his head and looked at her with a cold gaze, "Speaking of this, Hong Jing has already entered Yu Yuan's house."

"What about Xia Jiuxie?"

"My telepathic ability doesn't have such a long range. If he is still in Yusha City, I can definitely find him, but I can't sense him anymore, so I guess he is not in the city."

Hearing this, Huang Yanyao was a little disappointed. Killing an enemy with one's own hands is a very impatient thing. Just as she said, the opportunity is fleeting. If these two guys were not together at the same time, if one of them was killed first, the other would definitely be alert.

"Want to wait any longer?"

Lu Mu asked.

"...No more waiting, today is the day when Prince Nanling's descendants will be cut off!"

Huang Yanyao narrowed her eyes, murderous intent filling her.

Chapter 59: Don’t worry about the dead

Hong Jing didn't know yet that he had been targeted.

King Nanling has made many enemies. In southern Xinjiang, there are many people who are not on good terms with him. Huang Yanyao may not be the one who poses the biggest threat to him.

But he was not worried, because he had enough protectors around him. Hong Zhan, the King of Nanling, was the only son, and all the useful protective magic weapons were given to his only son. Hong Jing was fearless, and he could protect his life even if he left his own territory, unless a cultivator in the Creation Realm strangled him.

But cultivators in the Creation Realm are not common goods. In the southern border of the vast imperial dynasty, there are only three forces that possess cultivators in the Creation Realm, and none of them have any grudges against King Nanling. Hong Jing also knows that he is not worth the price.

So, when he sat in the seat above Great Elder Yu Yuan, peacefully drinking the tea served by the beautiful maid, and could see her subtle and eager glances at him, Hong Jing felt indescribably good, and even the look he gave Yu Yuan became much softer.

Originally, Hong Jing had no plan to come and see Yu Yuan.

Hong Jing had just wanted to visit Yu Qinghong in her boudoir, but unfortunately she was not there. However, he was not in a hurry. As for planning to get a taste of the bride who had not yet married into the family... he felt that such a thing could not be rushed.

He didn't like to threaten people, such as saying things like "You don't want your people to be crushed by the iron hooves of my father's army."

So, Hong Jing is feeling bored now, but there is no brothel to go to in Yusha City, so he can't listen to some little songs. But Yu Yuan's people come to him and say they have something important to discuss.

At first, he was not very willing to come, but after all, he was bored, so he agreed.

But when Yu Yuan spoke, Hong Jing's heart trembled.

"...You said that Huang Yanyao wants your clan to be loyal to her?"

The atmosphere in the lobby was not good. Hong Jing crossed his legs, with a maid massaging his shoulders and back from behind, but his eyes were slightly gloomy. Yu Yuan, who was sitting on the side, frowned, with his hands on his knees and his fingers slightly curled.

"That's right. The leader of our tribe was probably attracted by her beauty and promised us generous rewards. Just now at the elders' meeting in the mansion, he was uncharacteristically tough with us elders. This is really a sad thing."

Yu Yuan sighed.

Hong Jing clenched his fingers suddenly, "Oh, she knows that she only has three cities and is weak, so she wants to do something in the Wuyan Desert."

Having been exposed to his father's affairs for a long time, he has some insights into the situation in southern Xinjiang.

Huang Yanyao was in a serious predicament. If she was not the emperor's daughter, Hong Zhan would have sent assassins to take her head long ago, but she could not do anything. However, the same could not be said for her subjects and vassals.

Yu Yuan's withered old face was respectful. Hong Jing knew that he was afraid that if his entire clan surrendered to Huang Yanyao, it would anger King Nanling and lead to a large army approaching.

but it is not the truth.

Hong Jing knew that his father was now cooperating with the Xiexin Sect to accomplish... a national strategy. To be on the safe side, he withdrew all the troops to the vicinity of the royal city. Originally, the Wuyan Desert was also an indispensable and important place for him to pay attention to, but this time, he did not come in person, but sent himself.

He did take it seriously, but Hong Jing knew that he was not good at negotiating.

Hong Jing had more or less figured out Yu Yuan's plan, but Hong Zhan was tied up and couldn't help him.

"Great Elder, I understand what you mean."

Hong Jing picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip, then said slowly, "But I am not interested in who the Quetzalcoatl tribe will belong to."

"what?"

Yu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then his expression suddenly changed, "Prince, what do you mean by this?"

"My father is currently busy with important matters and has no time to care about Wuyan Desert, but Huang Yanyao...she will definitely die, so you'd better persuade Chief Yushan to prevent him from making some...irreversible bad decisions."

Hong Jing's smile was gentle, but what he said made Yu Yuan shudder.

Someone wants to kill Huang Yanyao?

who is it?

He was sure that King Nanling did not have the courage to do so, because this would inevitably incur the wrath of the Emperor, and by then, perhaps the entire southern border would suffer.

Hong Jing stood up, put down his teacup, and straightened his clothes. "I still have some things to do, so I won't bother you, Great Elder, to stay."

"Prince, please stay."

Yu Yuan hurriedly called Hong Jing, feeling very nervous.

But Hong Jing ignored him. He pinched the maid's buttocks, laughed out loud, and left.

"……asshole!"

Looking at the figure walking away, Yu Yuan threw the teacup in his hand hard.

"It's hard for this kid to achieve great things!"

He cursed under his breath.

If Hong Jing said this normally, it would be what he wanted. After all, no matter whether it was King Nanling or Huang Yanyao, Yu Yuan did not want their tentacles to penetrate deeper into it and affect this desert that had been self-sufficient for a long time. But now, Huang Yanyao supported Yu Shan, but he was alone. If no one supported him, his prestige as the great elder would be severely suppressed!

Yu Yuan just wanted to take advantage of Hong Jing's power, but Hong Jing didn't even want to give him this opportunity.

He seemed to have aged even more deeply, and the wrinkles on his face became more distinct, like reptiles covering his forehead.

……

Hong Jing left the Great Elder's residence and wandered around aimlessly.

He stopped when all the bustling figures on the surrounding streets had disappeared without a trace. He felt a chill running down his spine into his heart.

Hong Jing's pupils trembled and he looked around quickly, but there was nothing but desolation.

"Who? Get out!"

Hong Jing raised his voice and yelled.

"The prince's reaction is not as vigilant as I thought."

In the alley, Huang Yanyao and Lu Mu walked out slowly, their white jade boots making crisp sounds as they stepped on the bluestone floor.

She took off her hat and veil, revealing her true face.

Lu Mu stood behind her with his hands behind his back. This was Huang Yanyao's request. She was absolutely confident that she could deal with Hong Jing. What Lu Mu needed to worry about were the secret guards not far from him and preventing him from escaping.

Huang Yanyao had been holding a grudge, and now she had a chance to vent it.

"It's you?"

Hong Jing saw Huang Yanyao's appearance clearly and opened his eyes wide in surprise, as if he didn't expect Huang Yanyao to appear here... and judging from the posture, it seemed that she was going to attack him?

Huang Yanyao nodded, her lips curled up slightly, and her smile was chilling to the bone.

"Surprised?"

"Your cheap father and I are not on good terms. When I first arrived in Southern Xinjiang and wanted to ask for his help, he tried to murder the maid I sent. It's time to settle this account."

As she spoke, there was still a faint smile on her lips, but her eyes were gloomy and cold, causing Hong Jing's body to stiffen instantly.

As Huang Yanyao stepped forward, Hong Jing slowly retreated, as if he had been overwhelmed in momentum. In fact, this was the case. Huang Yanyao's cultivation was at the second level of Pigong, and so was Hong Jing. However, Huang Yanyao was several times stronger than him in terms of skills and talent, and she knew that she had no face to lose.

"This is not a wise move, Your Highness."

"Oh?" Huang Yanyao raised her eyebrows and smiled even brighter.

Hong Jing swallowed his saliva and tried to calm down. "I know about the grudge between your highness and my father, but if you want to kill me, my father will definitely be angry with the Quetzalcoatl tribe. Even if he can't touch you, your plan to win them over will fail."

Huang Yanyao nodded, "I know, but that's not something you need to worry about."

"Dead man, why do you care so much?"

Chapter 60: The Death of the Crown Prince

To be honest, Hong Jing wanted to laugh.

It’s not that I think Huang Yanyao’s threat is empty talk. Her fake smile and the deep murderous intent in her eyes are enough to show that she is serious.

But he was not afraid.

Hong Jing couldn't say that he knew Huang Yanyao very well, but he was clear about her strength and the power under her command. Her cultivation was at the second level of Pi Palace. With such a high level of cultivation at such a young age, she was indeed a rare genius. But he himself... was also at the second level of Pi Palace.

It is true that she is a genius. In a few years, she will probably advance to the fourth or even fifth level of the Palace of Opening. However, Hong Jing will still have to waste time on the "natural barrier" of breaking through the third level from the second level.

Huang Yanyao is young, but Hong Jing is experienced.

He led troops for a long time and trained them all over his own territory. Among them were some difficult bandits and evil cultivators, but they all died under Hong Jing's sword. He was not an unlearned dandy.

And what about Huang Yanyao?

Hong Jing doesn't think that this princess living deep in the palace is qualified to be his opponent. Maybe she has better cards to play. After all, Emperor Xianhuang may not mistreat his daughter, but King Nanling also dotes on him. The only thing he can't see through is the masked guard. He is stronger, but Hong Jing has no shortage of magic weapons to escape.

and so……

Why should you be afraid?

Hong Jing straightened his back, raised his head, and stared at Huang Yanyao with a pair of sharp eyes, "Since His Majesty the Ninth Prince is determined to find fault, I, Hong Jing, will also accompany you!"

"That's fine. If you were scared, I would find it boring."

Huang Yanyao shrugged, her tone extremely calm, "I know you have five first-level secret guards around you. I'm afraid King Nanling spent a lot of money to hire them. It's a pity that they can't help you now."

Hong Jing sneered, "Your Highness, since you set up this formation barrier, I know those guys are probably panicking now."

"But with just you and that pretty boy behind you, do you think you can take me down?"

His expression suddenly became stern, his aura suddenly increased, and as his sleeves fluttered, he grasped a red jade sword in his hand. The scorching sunlight reflected on it, and it looked like a burning flame, bright red and dazzling.

Confidence is his capital, and he doesn't think Huang Yanyao can defeat him.

"Stand back."

Huang Yanyao curled her lips and smiled. Lu Mu listened to her and took ten steps back and stood still, while Huang Yanyao stepped forward.

"Let's make a bet. I can defeat him within five moves."

She didn't even turn her head, but Lu Mu knew that she was talking to him.

"what do you want?"

Lu Mu leaned against the wall and smiled.

"If I win, you have to meet one more condition of mine."

"Okay, if I win, you have to kiss me."

"……make a deal."

Huang Yanyao was slightly startled, then smiled, a faint light flashed across her eyes, "You deserve to die, Your Highness."

"Insanity!"

Seeing this, Hong Jing knew that he was being used by Huang Yanyao and her pretty boy lover for a bet. Even though he had been bullied before, he had never been bullied like this. He shouted loudly, and the sword lights overlapped and shadows appeared. His starting move was sharp and fierce, and the sword light cut through the air, creating a whistling wind.

His sword skills were learned from a royal priest in Tianhuang City.

When he was sent to Tianhuang City to study by Hong Zhan, he was neglected and despised. But a master is a master after all. The priest saw some talent in him and taught him a sword technique, which Hong Jing has been practicing to this day.

Although he was not a complete master, his moves were full of sword intent, and he thought he had learned about 10% of the essence.

"This thing is okay for you to use as a training."

Huang Wumeng's voice lingered in Huang Yanyao's heart.

"Remember the Ancient Emperor Devouring Heaven Scripture I taught you. It has an excellent resonance with your Taotie True Spirit. You can use it to disperse his true energy or take it for your own use."