As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life

F{h*F5.,LjChapter 193: I am the Dragon Elephant of the Martial Dao Will, Is Bull Demon the Old Prince?_3

For a time, Supervisor Hu Yingyue seemed to have been struck by inspiration, her erhu playing became increasingly mournful, her emotions feeling utterly saturated.

Lu Yao rolled his eyes, looking at the funeral procession vanishing into the misty rain in the distance, no longer wanting to listen to the bothersome erhu, and turned to leave.

Supervisor Hu Yingyue glanced at him, her face breaking into a sardonic smile.

The young do not appreciate the erhu, mistaking it for the less valuable pipa.

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Young Prince Ji Haihui left Golden Light Prefecture after the funeral procession.

At this moment, many forces became aware of it.

Atop Golden Light Peak.

Nan Lihuo stood with his hands behind him, his white hair flying about, and his eyes spilling with firelight, in very good spirits.

But it wasn’t enough.

Although Ji Haihui was dead, it wasn’t by his hand.

Moreover, the death of Ji Haihui would certainly provoke Ji Moli’s wrath, leaving him not much time.

Nan Lihuo exhaled deeply, his eyes deep and shadowy.

He wanted to kill Su Huaili.

He had previously contacted Ox Demon and Horse Face, having already arranged the intention to kill Su Huaili. Now in the Underworld, even Great Grandmasters and Divine Element True Persons could be killed.

A mere Su Huaili, at half-step Divine Origin, surely posed no problem.

Nan Lihuo thus planned to complete the assassination of Su Huaili in the following few days.

“The Underworld…”

“To kill a Su Huaili… should be no problem.”

Nan Lihuo’s eyelids drooped.

His time was running out; upon closing his eyes, terrifying visions appeared.

His face flushed red, exhaling a long breath.

His body tilted, crashing into the storm, heading in the direction of Zheng Lei Peak.

He intended to make contact with the Netherworld Ox Demon and Horse Face.

But now, making contact with the Underworld…

Via Li Qingshan was the most convenient method.

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The funeral procession left Golden Light Prefecture.

Su Huaili escorted them for ten li before no longer continuing the send-off.

“Young Prince, travel well.”

Su Huaili, clad in white, his face mournful, clasped his fists and bowed deeply.

The Shadow Guard True Person and the six Black Armored Blood Guards did not even acknowledge him, simply continuing on their way.

The endless scattering of paper money, the inexhaustible bleakness.

Watching the funeral procession disappear into the storm, Su Huaili slowly straightened his body, the sorrow in his expression vanishing in an instant.

In the depths of his eyes, a hint of unease flickered.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, his complexion pale, breathing shallowly, “Such a strong sense of unease…”

“Who exactly was it? Who killed Ji Haihui…”

“Corpse God Cult? Hunting God Pavilion? Who exactly was it?”

Su Huaili was nearly driven mad, with threads of blood interlacing within the depths of his eyes.

“My teacher doesn’t believe in me, doesn’t think I can grow up, I have been banished here… I have lost everything!”

“Why do they think I am not as good as my fellow disciples?”

“Why?”

The red glow in Su Huaili’s eyes reached an extreme intensity, the Divinity within him stirring wildly, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue in and out within his body.

Gradually.

Su Huaili returned to calm, the hand clutching the front of his white robe slowly relaxing.

He cast a deep look at the vanishing Shadow Guard True Person’s funeral procession.

Su Huaili knew that neither Ji Haihui nor the Shadow Guard True Person ever looked up to him.

Though he was Ji Moli’s little protégé, being sent to Golden Light Prefecture was, in truth, no different from being abandoned.

“Everyone looks down on me…”

Su Huaili lifted his head, letting the cold rainfall beat upon his face.

As for the death of Ji Haihui, he actually…

was pleased.

Somewhat pleased.

Yet, he couldn’t show it, for Ji Haihui was after all the son of his teacher.

He had to be mournful.

“Teacher, oh teacher, when will you finally value me?”

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The Shadow Guard True Person was enshrouded in black shadows, thick as ink that would not dissipate.

The six Black Armored Blood Guards, carrying the coffin, genuinely appeared mournful and sincere.

Their fanatic devotion and trust in the Old Prince meant that the death of his offspring naturally caused them sadness and grief.

The funeral procession moved forward in silence.

The Shadow Guard True Person no longer scattered paper money, only doing so roughly every ten li; there was no need to scatter continuously.

They did not use the Jiao Ma Carriage to transport the coffin but carried it personally instead.

All six Black Armored Blood Guards were top-tier Masters, nearly at the Great Grandmaster Level, and were the elite among the Blood Guards.

Thus, even while bearing the coffin, their pace was hardly slowed.

This demonstrated even more sincerity.

Who knows how long they marched, as the clouds in the sky grew darker, and relentless thunder interweaved with flashes of lightning, roaring ceaselessly.

Suddenly.

The Shadow Guard True Person halted, looking into the distance where the fierce rains intermingled.

In that slanted world.

Someone stood firm.@@novelbin@@

With mighty vitality at the ready, like a formidable dormant dragon, every organ was tempered to the point of seeming to shine through the skin.

Great Grandmaster!

Zhu Chaoyang!

The Governor-General of the Dao City Temple Administration Office.

By Zhu Chaoyang’s side was another figure, none other than Tie Shancai.

The Shadow Guard True Person’s eyes flashed with a severe glint.

“Governor-General Zhu, what is this about?”

“To intercept Young Prince’s funeral procession and disturb the prince’s journey home… are you not afraid the Old Prince’s will demand answers in wrath?”

The Shadow Guard True Person spoke gravely, as the Shen Yuan Golden Elixir began to ascend from within his brow’s Inner Scene of the Energy Center.

Zhu Chaoyang, however, waved his hand, “Your Excellency need not overthink, it’s just that this little fellow insisted on coming to have a look…”

The Shadow Guard True Person’s gaze shifted to Tie Shancai, a wary look appearing in his eyes immediately.

Tie Shancai… how could he not recognize him?

He was the son of the Princess and the current emperor of Great Vista, and his father was an important figure from the Divine Capital Temple Office.