Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 308: 39: I Am Now Unbeatable in This World_3

Translator: 549690339

“I checked, and it turns out that before Your Highness left the customs, our military counsellor had not sent any documents in a long time, as if he had vanished.”

Zhao Huai continued to ask, “What about the chaos in the Raven Sect?”

“This incident occurred during the time when Your Highness left Nanyu Prefecture. I don’t know how, but many members of the Raven Sect suddenly appeared and the momentum grew strong. However, they were all forcibly suppressed by the Dragon Riders of Yan. Strangely, there was no leader, as if it had all happened without cause.”

Upon hearing this, Zhao Huai fell into deep thought.

All along, he had been very suspicious of Yin Nanyu’s identity. Now it seems that her identity is even more suspicious.

If her identity from Birdy Sect is fake, what is her true identity?

“Where is the Crown Prince of Yan?! Is this how you receive guests?”

At that moment, a buzzing sound echoed in the sky above Yan Tang Manor.

Zhao Huai and Song Zhishu both heard the sound and exchanged glances.

“It’s an emissary from the Shenluo Empire.”

Song Zhishu said solemnly.

“Just before Princess Shenluo left last time, she said she would avenge today’s humiliation in the future. Maybe she’s here to cause trouble.”

“If they want trouble with my Yan Country, they have come at a really bad time.”

Zhao Huai expressionlessly rotated his wrist, stretching his muscles and bones.

“Your Royal Highness, are you…”

Seeing Zhao Huai’s actions, Song Zhishu quickly understood what he wanted to do and was very surprised.

When he saw the aura flowing around Zhao Huai, he swallowed his words of persuasion.

It was obvious that during the trip to the Spiritual Mountains, Zhao Huai’s cultivation level had greatly improved.

Zhao Huai casually said, “In the Mortal World, there are only a handful of people who can be my opponents now.”

In other words, he was already invincible among mortals.

Now, outside the vermilion door of Yan Hall.

The Yan soldiers wearing Blood Scale Armor were in disarray, and a big hole was smashed in the large entrance.

A tall and fierce monk with dark bronze skin stood at the entrance, looking arrogant. He rode a huge green mink, and the pressure he emitted kept the surrounding soldiers armed with spears from approaching.

He sneered, “A Crown Prince of a fallen country, what qualifications does he have to issue Ancestor Yan Zu’s Edict? If the Central State were to be united, perhaps you would barely qualify. Xia Country is like a wolf at your side, the Central State’s land has fallen, and ten states of the North are still in the hands of the Alien tribe. The so-called ‘Lord of the Yan’ is nothing but a joke.”

His voice was loud, and pedestrians on the street could hear it clearly.

A cultivator with keen eyesight recognized the monk’s outfit and quickly identified him: “The Western Evil Mink Monk of the Sorceress Sect, one of the top ten geniuses in the Western State, once won the championship in the Little Lingyin Temple’s one-hundred-year Buddhist debate. Why has he come to Nanyu Prefecture?”

“The Western Evil Mink Monk? I heard that the green mink he is riding was found in the Spiritual Mountains, it’s a rare beast with incredible speed, capable of traveling ten thousand li in a day. Now even the Sorceress Sect is bullying the Yan Country?”

“That’s probably because the Yan Country offended the Shenluo Empire. The Sorceress Sect is the state religion of Shenluo, originally from Buddhism. Small Lingyin Temple and they have the same origin. As early as the Middle Ages, the ancient Buddha of the Sorceress Sect voluntarily withdrew from Buddhism, established her own sect, and founded the Sorceress Sect. So their history is also very long and not inferior to the Little Lingyin Temple.”

The appearance of the Western Evil Mink Monk stirred up a sensation, and more and more cultivators gathered around in the streets to watch the excitement.

He stepped on the bodies of Yan soldiers and carried on with his wanton acts in Nanyu Prefecture, while the cultivators under Yan’s banner were all forced to kneel down.

Western Evil Mink Monk sat on his mount, the green mink, which trampled over the bodies of Yan soldiers.

Many of the sergeants and commanders, watching this scene from the forts with drums, were furious and anxious to get into the fray themselves; they couldn’t restrain themselves. However, they were helpless, as they were no match for this Western Evil Monk.

The surrounding cultivators shook their heads.

“How cowardly. Isn’t the Crown Prince of Yan known as the Rightful King of Yan, who defeated Situ Huan in the Immortal Sect?”

“How is that possible? The Crown Prince of Yan has always been very low-key. Someone like Situ Huan has never been defeated. This must be a rumor.”

“Yes, the people of the Immortal Sect are very face-saving; maybe they spread this rumor. Right now, his life is more important, so he probably won’t show up. I don’t know how many Golden Cores this evil monk has condensed; the aura on his body is so powerful.”

Inside Yan Tang Manor.

“Your Highness, aren’t you going to make a move?”

Song Zhishu and the young cultivators were all seething with anger, staring at Zhao Huai in the center.

Granny Su Li and General Yang Biao also walked out of their guest rooms.

Granny Su Li said indifferently, “With one order from the Crown Prince, I can destroy this evil monk singlehandedly.”

Zhao Huai shook his head, indicating not to be anxious, then raised his head and looked at the sky.

A boundless depth filled his eyes.

At that moment, the national fortune shone brightly overhead, as the magnificent white immortal dragon also raised its head, coldly staring at an old woman dressed as a Bodhisattva with a mysterious aura at the top of the mountain, along with a bald Arhat with a golden body.

“Hehe, have you discovered it? Worthy of being the Yan’s True Dragon.”

The old Bodhisattva woman let out an aged laugh and then smiled slightly.

Inside the courtyard.

“It seems that they have all started to target my Yan Country.”

Under everyone’s gaze, Zhao Huai continuously tossed golden bronze coins in the air and caught them, repeating the cycle.

Although the others found it strange, they did not disturb him.

At a certain moment, Zhao Huai grabbed the copper coin in the air and smiled faintly, “Let me see who can outplay whom.”