High above.
Lu Xingchen said softly, "Brother Qin, are you thinking about the Eldest Prince?"
Qin Feiyang bowed his head in silence.
Fatty pursed his lips and said, "What’s there to think about the Eldest Prince?"
Lu Xingchen said, "Didn’t you hear what Xing Wanli just said? The Eldest Prince is now the Crown Prince."
"Crown Prince?" Fatty’s brow arched.
"And also," Lu Xingchen added, "the Eldest Prince, as the Crown Prince, must have already received the Emperor’s approval and has probably already been announced to the world. Otherwise, Xing Wanli wouldn’t dare to say it in front of us."
Fatty looked at Qin Feiyang with concern and said, "Boss, are you okay?"
"If you feel uncomfortable, we could find an opportunity to take out the Eldest Prince!" A cold light flashed in the Wolf King’s eyes.
Hearing this, Lu Xingchen stumbled, nearly falling from the sky in shock.
"We didn’t invite you to join us, what are you afraid of?" The Wolf King glared at him.
Lu Xingchen was speechless. "Do you know what it means to be a Crown Prince? You even plan to assassinate him. You are truly bold."
"What’s the big deal?" The Wolf King pursed his lips disdainfully.
"SIGH!" Lu Xingchen said. "You’re oversimplifying. The concept of a Crown Prince and a Prince is completely different. If the Eldest Prince were still just a Prince, killing him wouldn’t have much impact. But a Crown Prince is different. A Crown Prince is the future successor to the throne; killing him is equivalent to confronting the entire Great Qin Empire. However..."
At this point, Lu Xingchen’s tone shifted. He transmitted his voice, "If you really intend to act against him, count me in."
"HUH!" Fatty and the Wolf King were surprised.
Qin Feiyang also looked up at Lu Xingchen, his eyes full of disbelief.
Lu Xingchen smiled faintly. "To be honest, apart from you, Qin Feiyang, I want to kill everyone from your Qin Clan."
"Why?" Qin Feiyang frowned. "Do you have a grudge against my Qin Clan?"
"I’m not from the Imperial Capital, so how could I have a grudge against your Qin Clan? I just dislike their high-and-mighty attitude," Lu Xingchen said with a faint smile.
Qin Feiyang narrowed his eyes slightly.
This reason is too far-fetched and utterly unconvincing.
However, the Wolf King and Fatty now chose to support Lu Xingchen, because they also disliked it.
Fatty grinned mischievously. "So, shall we just do it?"
"Nonsense!" Qin Feiyang glared at him harshly and said sternly, "Do you think we, as we are now, have the ability to confront the entire Great Qin Empire?"
The Wolf King said disdainfully, "What’s there to fear? As long as we do it cleanly, who will know it was us?"
"We’ll discuss this later," Qin Feiyang transmitted his voice. "After you get settled, go and find out for me when the Emperor made the Eldest Prince the Crown Prince. Also, find out the Eldest Prince’s current whereabouts and cultivation level, as well as all the major events that have happened in the Imperial Capital over the past ten-odd years."
Fatty slapped his chest. "A small matter! Leave it to Master Fatty."
During their conversation, the three people and the wolf had already arrived before the ancient tower.
There was also a square in front of the tower. The people here were also hurrying along. As for their attire, it was quite similar to the Holy Temple. Disciples of the Martial Palace wore black clothes, and people from the Elixir Palace wore white clothes.
At the entrance of the ancient tower, there was a small transparent window. Through the window, they could clearly see an old man in white sitting inside.
The three of them and the wolf walked up to the window. They saw the old man sitting at a desk, his head bowed, writing something.
Qin Feiyang said, "Elder, we are new disciples, here to report."
The old man in white looked up at the three of them, took out three Qiankun Bags, tossed them onto the windowsill, then looked away and continued with his work.
The three exchanged glances, each grabbing a Qiankun Bag. Upon checking, they found nothing but dozens of sets of clothes.
Lu Xingchen asked doubtfully, "Elder, don’t you need to test our spiritual power?"
"No need," the white-clothed old man said. "As long as you are Alchemists. As for alchemy rooms, find them yourselves." After speaking, he waved his hand impatiently.
The three of them were sensible enough not to ask any more questions and turned to enter the ancient tower.
"Are all the people from the Temple this arrogant?" Fatty couldn’t help but ask angrily once they stepped into the ancient tower.
"They have the capital to be arrogant. What can you do about it?" Lu Xingchen said. "But the Elixir Palace here is quite humane; at least there are no restrictions on spiritual power level. Otherwise, with your Fifth Grade spiritual power, I’m afraid you wouldn’t even be able to enter the gate, let alone have an independent alchemy room."
"HMPH. Who cares about the alchemy rooms here?" Fatty said dismissively, looking ahead.
In front of them was a quiet corridor. The corridor branched off in all directions, leading into the depths. On both sides of the corridor, there was a heavy stone door every three meters. Obviously, these stone doors led to alchemy rooms.
The Wolf King’s eyes flickered. "Xiao Qinzi, what grade of Elixir Flame do you think they have here?"
Qin Feiyang thought for a moment and replied, "The Elixir Flames in the Inner Temple are all fourth rank. Here, they should be at least Fifth Grade."
"Inner Temple? Did you come from the Nine States?"
Suddenly, a skeptical voice sounded from behind them.
The three of them turned their heads to see a young man in white walking in from outside. The young man was about 1.75 meters tall, with a dignified appearance, an upright figure, and an extraordinary temperament. His strength wasn’t bad either: a Three Star War Ancestor.
Lu Xingchen said, "Senior Brother, you know about the Nine States?"
The youth in white chuckled. "Of course, I know. I’m also from the Nine States."
"What a coincidence!" Lu Xingchen was surprised. He cupped his hands with a smile. "Meeting an acquaintance in a foreign land is a pleasant surprise indeed."
"A pleasant surprise indeed." The youth in white also cupped his hands and smiled. "May I ask which state you three brothers are from?"
Lu Xingchen replied, "Spirit State. And you?"
The youth in white chuckled. "Then it truly is meeting an acquaintance in a foreign land. I’m from Yun State. I entered the Imperial Capital through the previous Nine States War."
"Yun State?" Qin Feiyang and Fatty subtly furrowed their brows. Although Spirit State and Yun State were the closest among the Nine States, they didn’t have a favorable impression of Yun State.
Fatty asked, "May I ask your name, Senior Brother?"
The youth in white replied, "Mo Dong."
Fatty’s pupils shrank slightly. He smiled. "Then, Senior Brother Mo, what is your relationship with the Mo family of Yun State?"
The youth in white chuckled. "Oh, you know about the Mo family? I am from the Mo family."
"What?" Fatty was dumbfounded.
Someone from the Mo family is in the Imperial Capital? Enemies truly travel narrow roads!
Fatty pondered for a moment, then tentatively asked, "May I know your relationship with Mo Wushen?"
"Wushen? He’s my cousin," Mo Dong replied. "Actually, I came out this time specifically to meet him."
Fatty asked skeptically, "Do you know he passed the Nine States War?"
"I don’t know," Mo Dong said. "Communication between the Imperial Capital and the Nine States via Image Crystal Stone is impossible. Teleportation Gates can’t send people there either. So, in the ten years I’ve been in the Imperial Capital, I’ve never contacted him. However, before I entered the Imperial Capital, he told me he would participate in this session of the Nine States War. And with his strength, I believed he could achieve victory. So I calculated the time and waited outside. But after waiting for several days, I didn’t see him arrive. Just now, when I heard you talking about the Inner Temple, I knew you were from the Nine States. Because only the Holy Temples in the Nine States have an Inner Temple, so I wanted to come and ask you."
"I see!" The three of them finally understood.
Calculating the time to wait here, it seemed this Mo Dong and Mo Wushen had a rather extraordinary relationship.
Fatty transmitted his voice, "Boss, what should we say?"
Qin Feiyang transmitted back, "We definitely can’t hide it. Sooner or later, Wan Chou and the others will reveal it."
Fatty transmitted, "Then should we tell him directly?"
Lu Xingchen transmitted secretly, "Not yet. We’ve just arrived and don’t understand many things. It’s not advisable to fall out with him directly."
Qin Feiyang thought for a moment, then transmitted, "You’re right. Let him find out slowly on his own. This will also give us some time to prepare."
"Understood," Fatty acknowledged via transmission. He looked at Mo Dong and said, "Mo Wushen did indeed participate in the Nine States War, but he was unlucky and died."
"What?" Mo Dong’s face froze. He asked, "How did he die?"
Fatty shook his head. "That, we don’t know."
"SIGH!" Mo Dong let out a deep sigh. "The Netherworld is fraught with danger; death and injury are inevitable. But if I find out who killed him, I will never spare them!"
The three of them felt a chill in their hearts.
It seems this man must be eliminated sooner or later.
Mo Dong smiled. "Let’s go. I’ll take you inside and also introduce you to the layout of the Elixir Palace."
"Thank you," Fatty said.
Afterwards, the three of them followed Mo Dong along a corridor heading deeper inside.
According to Mo Dong’s introduction, the Elixir Palace had a total of one hundred floors. Each floor had one thousand alchemy rooms. In other words, the Elixir Palace had a staggering one hundred thousand alchemy rooms! Furthermore, every floor of the Elixir Palace had an independent Elixir Flame. These Elixir Flames were all Fifth Grade!
Fatty looked stunned. "Doesn’t that mean there are a hundred clusters of Fifth Grade Elixir Flames here?"
"It’s quite shocking, isn’t it?" Mo Dong gave a wry smile. "When I first heard about it, I was just like you, feeling like an inexperienced country bumpkin."
Fatty looked at Qin Feiyang and transmitted his voice, "Boss, now we don’t have to worry about the Netherworld Demon Flame’s advancement."
Qin Feiyang transmitted secretly, "Indeed, we don’t. But we cannot covet these Elixir Flames."
"Understood," Fatty transmitted with a chuckle. He turned to look at Mo Dong and asked, "Senior Brother Mo, I heard the Temple has something called the Elixir Expert List. Are the people on that list in the Elixir Palace?"
"Yes, they are on the topmost floor," Mo Dong said. "However, I’ve never seen them. Not just me; most people haven’t seen them."
"So mysterious?" Fatty was astonished.
"Not just mysterious, they are also monstrously talented," Mo Dong said. "And incredibly powerful. It’s said that they are all existences on the verge of stepping into the War Saint level. Towards such individuals, we can only look up in awe." Mo Dong shook his head and sighed.
"Look up in awe?"
Qin Feiyang scoffed internally.
So what if they were powerful? So what if their talent was great? Having opened the Door of Potential, who would dare compare their talent to his? Catching up to these people was only a matter of time.

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