Inside the dormitory.
When Gu Yunle and the others saw Lin Hao coming back, a trace of surprise surged on their faces.
Because Lin Hao's state at this moment seemed to have a hint of tightness.
"Boss, there's nothing wrong with Tutor Mo looking for you, right?"
Qin Yu inquired curiously.
"Nothing, just talking about some runic spells."
The corner of Lin Hao's mouth spread a smile, his face slowly becoming natural.
Regarding what happened just now, he didn't intend to inform.
Otherwise, with the temperament of these brothers of his, he was afraid that they would freak out on the spot and run to settle the score with that Mo Yuntian.
Therefore, Lin Hao didn't want them to be implicated.
"That's good."
Qin Yu released a smile, then he took a big apple and threw it into the air, greeting, "Little White, here you go."
Little White leapt up violently, and directly chomped on it with a mouthful, nibbling it sweetly.
Lin Hao didn't have the mood to chat with them at this moment, and turned towards his own dormitory.
Looking at Lin Hao's preoccupied back, Lei Meng frowned slightly, then walked out of the dormitory.
"Look at that bear of a Lao San, he must be going to find his Little Red again."
Seeing Lei Meng leave in silence, Qin Yu laughs with a playful face.
"Having a girlfriend is such a sexual blessing."
Gu Yunle hemmed and hawed, a fawning expression on his face as well.
Previously, they had worried that Lei Meng would be sucked out by that Yan Hong's Yin Yang Dual Cultivation Technique.
However, after these two years or so, it was found that not only was Lei Meng fine, his force had instead refined even more.
They were no longer worried about this, and often joked about it.
Inside the dormitory, Lin Hao lay on his back on the bed, closing his eyes and recalling the matter with Mo Yuntian just now, thinking about the solution.
Yang Chengji was the disciple of House Master Ying Yuanzi, but he was secretly manipulated by Mo Yuntian using the runic slave seal.
It was reasonable to say that Ying Yuanzi was most likely not an accomplice.
Then, it was also possible that the Blind Sword Saint could be ruled out.
Otherwise, with the strength of these two bigwigs of the Heavenly Diffusion School, they would have easily controlled themselves long ago, and why would they wait until now for Mo Yuntian to make a move.
Therefore, Lin Hao analyzed and came to only one conclusion.
That was, Mo Yuntian, relying on this blood relationship of the Blind Sword Saint, had secretly formed a force in the Tianyan Academy, intending to seek power and usurp the throne.
However, Mo Yuntian was neither a royal relative, nor did he have much of a base in the dynasty.
With his status as a mere tutor, I'm afraid it's a bit of a pipe dream to try and seize the throne.
Could it be that the real mastermind behind the scenes was someone else?
As his mind turned, Lin Hao suddenly opened his eyes.
As he guessed, he felt more and more that this possibility was even more apt, and the thoughts in his heart, too, began to become clear.
Nowadays, the Yan King's body was weakening, and the various emperors had their own supporters in order to compete for the new throne, not to say that they were evenly matched.
Therefore, in Lin Hao's opinion, the real manipulator of this latent force of Mo Yuntian was definitely one of those several emperors.
Great Prince Yan Peng, Second Prince Yan Fengjun, Fourth Prince Yan Chen.
In Lin Hao's mind, images of the three of them surfaced respectively.
As for that third prince Yan Hongyi, it was rumored that he had been weak and sickly since he was a child, living deep in the palace, and could be said to have ignored the competition for the throne, and was very low-key.
Therefore, until now, Lin Hao had never seen that third prince.
Immediately, Lin Hao used the method of exclusion to eliminate them one by one.
Fourth prince Yan Chen is now with me, and is also considered a friend, so it should be unlikely.
The eldest prince Yan Peng had always been pulling on me, and he had never grudged me at the banquet two years ago.
Both sides have no interest disputes, also unlikely.
Although the second prince Yan Fengjun and the eldest prince of the same camp, but as long as the people, to power have great ambition.
It was impossible to say that, on the surface, he was standing up and cheering for the grand prince, but in fact, he was manipulating in the dark.
Therefore, Lin Hao felt that the possibility of the second prince, Yan Fengjun, being the one behind the scenes, was a bit more likely.
This possibility, however, was not a certainty.
Lin Hao had seen countless palace drama movies and novels in his previous life, and was well versed in the power struggles, as well as all kinds of intrigues.
Sometimes, the most unlikely people were often even more suspicious.
Well, for example, that third prince Yan Hongyi.
Although he didn't fight or grab, and managed to stay out of the way, he wouldn't be affected by this power struggle.
This kind of practice, seemingly mediocre and calm, and with the world without competition.
However, if analyzed from another angle, it was undoubtedly the intention to reap the benefits of fishing, letting several other emperors fight to the death, and ultimately come out to finish the job and sit firmly on the throne.
Of course, this was just a casual analysis of Lin Hao's current clueless situation.
Before meeting with that third prince, he couldn't conclude it either.
It was possible that that guy was really a mediocre person who was timid and afraid of things.
And its shape if it had been disguised all along, then the other party's scheming was truly a bit terrifying!
"If I find out who's messing with me, it won't be that easy to talk peace."
A hint of coldness flared up in Lin Hao's eyes.
Originally, he didn't intend to get involved in this wade, but now that he had stepped on his head, and twice!
Then, he naturally wouldn't continue to sit and wait for death!
However, in the current situation, trying to search for clues was undoubtedly a bit difficult.
"There's still more than half a month before the celebration, it's better to find a place to hide first."
Between thoughts in his mind, Lin Hao had already made a decision.
Nowadays, in this Heaven Diffracting Academy, he didn't want to get tough with Mo Yuntian yet.
Even if he killed the other party, if he couldn't uncover the mastermind behind the scenes, instead of having any benefits, he would also offend the Blind Sword Saint because of it.
Therefore, the only current plan was to wait until the day of the celebration to settle it once and for all!
Thinking of this, Lin Hao began to think about his next plan.
"Right, cultivation grounds."
And then, Lin Hao's mind flashed, and he instantly thought of an excellent place to hide.
The cultivation grounds of the Heavenly Diffusion Academy were almost all closed cultivation spaces, due to the avoidance of being disturbed at each ground.
Moreover, on that kind of occasion, with the supervision of the deacon, even if Mo Yuntian had any mischief in mind, he wouldn't dare to take a risk.
...
At night, the east hall of the palace.
A man in eunuch's attire, carrying a medicine box, slowly walked towards the door of the palace.
And at this time, Third Prince Yan Hongyi and Tai Fu Yang, were playing chess in front of the table.
"Third Prince, you made another wrong move, what a pity."
Yang Zhe's aged face, as he laughed, his wrinkles became denser.
After he spoke, the chess piece in his hand landed steadily on the chessboard.
This move directly ended the entire game of chess.
"Although my chess skills have increased recently, I still can't beat teacher, how useless."
Yan Hongyi smiled and shook his head, saying Yan with a helpless expression.
"Third Highness, you play chess with me every day, yet you have not won a single game, don't you feel bored?"
Yang Zhe laughed and asked meaningfully.
"I haven't won against anyone since I was a child, I'm already used to it."
Yan Hongyi faintly said without thinking.
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhe smiled without saying anything, but in his heart, he sneered disdainfully, "Truly a wastrel with no great ambition."
He glanced at Yan Hongyi's right foot, only to see that it was tied with a white gauze band, faintly with scarlet blood stains.
This waste of a prince, not only does he have no ambition in his chest, his body is also weak, even taking a shower in the bath room two days ago, he managed to fall and injure himself.
Fortunately, my six-year term as a Tai Fu has expired, so I don't have to listen to the orders of the Great Hall to supervise this worthless waste of space.
At this time, the eunuch who carried the medicine chest, walked in.
He lowered his head and said in a feminine voice, "Third Highness, I've come to change your medicine."
Seeing this, Yang Zhe stood up and took the opportunity to say, "Since Third Highness wants to change the medicine, don't play chess tonight, you rest well."
"Good, Teacher Yang take your time."
Yan Hongyi nodded his head and smiled lightly, his attitude polite.
However, after Yang Zhe left, the smile on Yan Hongyi's face slowly surged with a hint of coldness.
"Third Highness, this old man's term has expired in a few days, you are not under supervision, so you can sort of relax."
Next to him, that eunuch let out a cold smile and looked up at Yan Hongyi.
If Lin Hao was here at this moment, he would definitely be able to recognize him at a glance.
Because this person, was none other than Mo Yuntian!
"Six years of time, I'm already tired of seeing his old face."
Yan Hongyi said indifferently, "What should you do."
Mo Yuntian nodded his head, "Happy to serve Third Highness, I will make him disappear from this world forever."
Yan Hongyi stared at Mo Yuntian and indifferently said, "I'm very dissatisfied with what you did in the Tianyan Academy today."
Hearing this, Mo Yuntian's heart was slightly flabbergasted.
Obviously, he also hadn't expected that what he did to Lin Hao privately in the office today would be grasped by Yan Hongyi so quickly.
"Third Highness, the matter is like this."
Mo Yuntian said with an indignant face, "If it wasn't for that guy Lei Meng's meddling, Lin Hao would have become our puppet long ago."
"I'll deal with Lei Meng's matter myself."
Yan Hongyi's eyes sank slightly, and he said in a cold voice, "But I remember that I didn't let you use the talisman slave seal on Lin Hao."
Hearing Yan Hongyi's ice-cold tone, even Mo Yuntian, whose cultivation had reached the eighth level of mage, a trace of scorn was clearly flashing in his eyes at this moment.
"Third Highness, you haven't come into contact with Lin Hao, you don't know how unruly that kid is."
Mo Yuntian hurriedly explained, "That's why we can only use some means to make him obedient."
Yan Hongyi snorted coldly, "How difficult is it to make someone obedient!"
"What I want is, a kind of loyalty and obedience that does not affect the development of the martial dao."
Saying this, Yan Hongyi's voice, grew colder and colder, "After planting a Rune Slave Seal, wouldn't it be a dog that only obeys your orders!"
"And you, aren't you trying to take the place of this Highness?!"
As his voice fell, Yan Hongyi's body abruptly erupted with an extreme surge of spiritual energy fluctuation.
This spiritual energy, instantly as if it had materialized, lingered around his body in layers of black cyclones.
This kind of energy fluctuation was extremely similar to Lin Hao's cultivation of devouring stars, filled with a palpitating power of absorption!
Seeing this, Mo Yuntian was so scared that he hurriedly bent down and said in a trembling voice, "I don't dare."
"If not for the fact that you are a descendant of the Blind Sword Saint, I could have wasted you right now!"
Yan Hongyi snorted coldly and then said indifferently, "Next time, remember to do things a little smarter."
After he said that, his earwings moved slightly, and he heard a tiny sound.
The movement was very light, like the tiny sound of a foot stepping on a dead leaf.
Outside the door, Yang Zhe, who had just left, apparently intended to do one last peep before leaving to probe the reality.
Unexpectedly, this time eavesdropping, but completely out of his expectation.
Frightened and trembling, he dared not continue to stay here, and immediately left quietly.
Unbeknownst to him, the bottom of his foot stepped on a withered leaf, but has already exposed his movement.
Whoosh--!
And just as Yang Zhe was about to walk out of the courtyard, a black shadow like a ghost suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Third ... Third Highness!"
Yang Zhe fixed his eyes and immediately turned pale and backed up in fear.
However, at the doorway behind him, Mo Tianyun had already walked over with a gloomy face.
"Originally, I intended to let you live for a few more days, since you want to seek death, then as you wish."
Yan Hongyi stared indifferently at Yang Zhe, a cold smile spreading from the corner of his mouth.
As he spoke, his palm violently erupted an extremely cold black vortex, directly pressing on Yang Zhe's head.
"Third Hall ..."
Before Yang Zhe had the chance to beg for mercy, a terrifying devouring force immediately erupted from within that black vortex.
Boom!
In just a few short breaths of effort, Yang Zhe's body was sucked into a withered corpse!
"So this old man is still a rank four martial artist, it's considered to have a bit of a nourishing effect."
Yan Hongyi looked down at the withered corpse on the ground with an indifferent face.
Seeing this scene, Mo Yuntian's throat rolled and he couldn't help but secretly swallow his saliva.
He very clearly remembered that when he had first cooperated with Yan Hongyi, the other party was only a rank four martial artist.
However, later on, the third prince had somehow obtained an evil technique that could devour other people's energy for his own use, and his cultivation increased with each passing day.
Until now, Yan Hongyi's strength had already reached a terrifying point that made him feel palpitations.
This was also the reason why, when he was in the hall just now, he was quite intimidated when he saw the swirls of black light surging from Yan Hongyi's body.
"Lin Hao was originally a rare martial arts prodigy, if he can be trained and cultivated, in the future, when I ascend to the throne, he will be able to become a great help."
Yan Hongyi's faint voice was filled with biting killing intent.
"However, since he already knows your identity, in order to avoid a long night's sleep, dispose of him as soon as possible and dig out the reincarnation eye."
Hearing this, a cold aura surged in Mo Yuntian's eyes as he nodded his head and said, "Understood."
Immediately, his words changed and he frowned, "But what if Lei Meng strikes again?"
Yan Hongyi coldly said, "I've already ordered someone to not give him this month's Blood Devouring Poison antidote."
"The current him is probably hiding somewhere to tough it out."
Hearing that Lei Meng had suffered, Mo Yuntian's brows instantly stretched and his face was filled with gloating.
"Remember, if there is any mistake this time, you will lose ten years of your cultivation."
As Yan Hongyi spoke, spiritual energy coalesced above his right palm, reemerging as a black vortex.
Seeing this, Mo Yuntian's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly said solemnly, "Third Highness, please rest assured, I will complete the task."
"Well, take care of the corpse before going back."
Yan Hongyi's face was indifferent, and after saying that, he turned around and walked back to the palace room.
Looking at Yan Hongyi's back, anger surged in Mo Yuntian's eyes, seemingly for this kind of envoy, he was extremely unhappy in his heart.
However, what could be done about it?
In the beginning, he had wanted to utilize Yan Hongyi's identity as a prince to help him ascend to the throne.
In the end, he would then utilize the Rune Slave Seal to turn Yan Hongyi into a puppet, so that he could become the emperor behind the scenes.
However, the plan was far from what he had imagined.
In a lustful insect brain, and Yan Hongyi's maid of honor, that its private parts unexpectedly smeared with blood devouring poison, so he was hit.
And this ugly thing, he has not dared and great-grandfather told.
Otherwise, with the blind Sword Saint's always handling means, the consequences will certainly be even more miserable.
It is very likely that his cultivation will be abolished, and then thrown away to be an ordinary person, living an ordinary life.
In this regard, how could Mo Yuntian be willing in his heart!
In this way, his so-called conspiracy, in turn, was the third prince played in the palm of his hand, at his disposal.