Chapter Forty-Two: My Senior Brother Calculated Against Me...
When Ao Yi fell, the scene became somewhat chaotic.
Li Changshou felt the gaze of many experts from the Dragon Palace locking onto him, their hostility growing stronger by the moment. Understanding the perplexing behavior of the Second Prince of the Dragon Palace, Li Changshou quickly pondered a countermeasure.
Though the acting skills of this young prince were fake, his status was undeniable. If the Dragon Palace were to take advantage of the situation, it would not be a good outcome.
Jiujiu was currently standing in front of Li Changshou, using her somewhat petite figure to shield half of his body.
She whispered softly, "Senior Changshou, are you injured?"
"Just some shock from the energy, Senior Uncle and Senior Brothers need not worry. This Second Prince's fists are indeed formidable, but I am unharmed."
Li Changshou replied quietly, his mind already formulating a plan. With a slightly worried and somewhat embarrassed expression, he sighed, "I wonder about the condition of the Second Prince's injuries. My talisman might not be able to break through his celestial armor. Could it be that because I kept dodging instead of facing him head-on, he became anxious and his techniques went awry? Senior Uncle, do you want to go and help diagnose? I'm not sure about the medical skills of the Dragon Palace and whether they can diagnose such conditions accurately."
Jiujiu couldn't help but chuckle at his words, rebuking lightly, "The Dragon Palace is filled with experts, how could they not diagnose it? Don't worry yourself unnecessarily!"
Upon hearing this, the gazes of the officials and generals of the Dragon Palace shifted to Ao Yi. The first to support Ao Yi, the Turtle Prime Minister, spoke up quickly, "The Second Prince is unharmed. His energy fluctuated momentarily, causing his own energy to disrupt the external armor. At this moment, the prince has merely fainted due to the shock, but there is no serious harm..."
A Dragon Palace general clad in silver armor immediately asked, "Then Prime Minister, how should this match be counted?"
The Turtle Prime Minister pondered for a moment, looking at the boundary and then at the unconscious Ao Yi.
This time, Li Changshou didn't need to continue worrying.
A male True Immortal from the Du Xian Sect nearby chuckled, "Naturally, the Second Prince wins. After my nephew withdrew from the boundary, it was only after the Second Prince was lightly injured due to his own energy fluctuations. This result is clear. Although the Du Xian Sect may have some special qi-regulating pills, I doubt the Dragon Palace would appreciate such ordinary pills. However, this is a small token of goodwill from our Du Xian Sect."
"Thank you for your kindness."
The Turtle Prime Minister signaled for a Dragon Palace general to accept the pills, effectively closing the matter.
The Turtle Prime Minister immediately called over several Dragon Guards and had the unconscious Second Prince Ao Yi placed on a precious jade throne, carried away by the Dragon Guards.
The True Immortals of the Du Xian Sect each bowed in thanks, protecting Li Changshou as they returned to their seats.
As they walked, Li Changshou suddenly whispered to Jiujiu beside him, "Senior Uncle, I seem to have read in ancient texts that the grapes on our table are quite suitable for situations like this where one's cultivation goes awry."
"These grapes were given by the Dragon Palace. How could they not know?" Jiujiu retorted impatiently. "You, really. Why did you jump out of the boundary just now? If you had stayed a bit longer, you might have won directly!"
Li Changshou smiled wryly, "I couldn't hold on any longer."
Jiujiu immediately became quite dissatisfied, scolding him, "When we return, my Senior Uncle will supervise you to focus on cultivation. What's the use of refining pills and studying formations every day? Truly, one's own cultivation is the foundation of enlightenment! Otherwise, in the future, even if you have powerful magic treasures, you won't be able to unleash half of their power!"
"Yes, I understand my mistake."
Li Changshou nodded, feeling a bit relieved in his heart. He could clearly feel that the gazes that were originally focused on him were now quickly dispersing...
Facing him, Qin Xuanya approached with a large sword on her back, her eyes showing a hint of urgency.
"Senior Brother Changshou, are you alright?"
"It's fine, it's fine, just shaken by the energy," Li Changshou said with a guilty expression, "causing concern for Senior Sister and fellow disciples. It's my lack of skill that has brought embarrassment to our sect."
A senior brother immediately transmitted his voice, "The Second Prince of the Dragon Palace clearly intended to pick a fight, and he specifically targeted Senior Brother Changshou! Just wait and see, I will make sure the later Dragon Sons and Dragon Grandsons know how powerful we are!"
Li Changshou immediately gave this senior brother a grateful look.
"Senior Brother Changshou, please take a seat and rest, don't stand," said another senior brother.
"The Dragon Palace is really going too far, and that Second Prince, even more despicable," Jiujiu said. "Everyone, sit down and stop complaining! So many immortals are watching us!"
Although the disciples were scolded, some still felt indignant for Li Changshou, while others were reprimanded by the True Immortals of the Du Xian Sect.
These reactions from fellow disciples... were actually quite normal.
Back in his seat, Li Changshou quickly calmed his fluctuating energy, and Qin Xuanya had just left his side when Jiujiu slapped the low table, stood up, and took to the air, with twelve luminous flying swords swirling around her, landing in front of the young Dragon Prince.
"One battle."
That day, at the Dragon Palace gathering, Du Xian Sect's disciple, Qin Xuanya, astonished the audience.
With her exceptional swordsmanship and fire manipulation, she won four treasures in a row, defeating dozens of cultivators and injuring four young Dragon Clan members. From then on, her name resounded throughout the Eastern Victory Divine Continent.
After the intense battle, the promising young cultivator of the future, carrying her tired body and numerous injuries, walked back to the Du Xian Sect's seating area, refusing several fellow disciples' assistance and ignoring the advice of her senior uncles to immediately recuperate. Passing by her own seat, she continued a few steps further...
Lowering her head, she leaned down, her delicate hands trembling slightly from the depletion of her energy.
But ultimately, she successfully placed the four dazzling treasures on the low table in front of a male disciple of the Du Xian Sect, who had been largely forgotten by most people at this moment...
Then, she turned to the male disciple who was looking up at her, revealing a smile tinged with fatigue...
At this moment, the numerous cultivators in the arena showed deep respect for Qin Xuanya, and the True Immortals of various sects were full of admiration. As for Li Changshou, his gaze was quite complex, and his words were already powerless. He wanted to reach out and help, but Qin Xuanya evaded him immediately, considering his condition. Thus, Li Changshou could only make a deep bow in her direction in his heart and silently bless his Senior Uncle Jiuwu...
Hundreds of times...
In a grand and magnificent underwater palace.
The young man lying on the hundred-foot-long bed suddenly opened his eyes, reaching out to grab the maid kneeling beside him, who was peeling grapes for him.
"Did I lose? Did I lose?"
"Your Highness, you don't need to worry. You won this round..."
"What? How can that be! I clearly... cough!"
"Second Prince! Second Prince! Someone! His Highness has fainted again!"