Chu Zhiyuan said, "Next ti, there may not be such an opportunity."
"You scoundrel!" Li Cunren said grumpily, "I misjudged you!"
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "Big brother, how did you misjudge ?"
Li Cunren snorted, "I originally thought you were brave, a true hero, but I didn’t expect you to be crazy, not caring for your life!"
Chu Zhiyuan replied, "I’m quite confident in killing a Demon Clan expert."
"Confidence is not enough." Li Cunren said, "Killing a Demon Clan expert, how can you not alert the Demon Clan experts? If they take the opportunity to act, will we still have our lives?"
"Precisely." Zhou Tianhua said.
He also looked at Chu Zhiyuan rather unexpectedly, not expecting soone so bold, so indifferent to life and death.
Is it indifference to life and death or sheer confidence?
This Twelfth Prince Consort always seed enveloped in a mist, making it hard to see clearly.
Even clearly able to see through all illusions with his Heaven-piercing Golden Eyes, yet unable to see through him.
This just demonstrates his exceptional nature.
Chu Zhiyuan said helplessly, "How about this, you guys go back first, I’ll follow the Demon Clan expert to see where they settle."
"Brother-in-law!" Li Cunren said irritably, "Are you tired of living? There are ways to find them without you following."
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "Alright, alright, let’s head back then."
"That’s more like it." Li Cunren sighed in relief, "If sothing happened to you, I wouldn’t be able to answer to the Twelfth Sister."
He then said, "Don’t delay, let’s go imdiately!"
He was afraid Chu Zhiyuan would do sothing foolish again, so he imdiately started heading back.
As Chu Zhiyuan took a last look in the direction of the Demon Clan expert and then the Demon Clan expert’s direction.
In his view, this hunt was a failure, and a very big one.
The Eldest Prince was different from what he imagined, not only not aggressive but extrely conservative.
This broke his already ford impression, the impression built through news and intelligence was that he was strong and reckless.
After actually interacting, he realized his recklessness was just a facade.
Deep down, he was conservative.
Originally, the corpses of those Yuanzhen people had been moved by the City Guards.
The place was empty and desolate.
A breeze blew through, slightly stirring the trees.
A flying knife silently left a tree, swiftly sweeping over the wild grass on the ground, heading towards the Demon Clan expert’s direction.
...
The group hurried back to the city in one go, Li Cunren completely relaxed.
Chu Zhiyuan laughed, "Big brother, do you want to co to the house and sit for a while?"
"Forget it." Li Cunren waved his hand, "There are still a bunch of people to deal with."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Then, big brother, co find in a few days for a drink."
"In a few days, I will go." Li Cunren said.
Chu Zhiyuan’s fearless deanor, not fearing death, made him quite likable.
"When you co, bring a few more bottles of that Spiritual Dew." Chu Zhiyuan said.
"Can’t leave you out!" Li Cunren snorted.
Satisfied, Chu Zhiyuan bid farewell to Zhou Tianhua.
Zhou Tianhua smiled and cupped his fists, not saying much more.
However, ng Enjun glared at Fu Zheng, rely cupped his fists, and turned to leave.
As they floated back, Chu Zhiyuan asked, "What do you think of ng Enjun?"
Fu Zheng pursed his lips, "Impatient and reckless, with limited prospects."
Chu Zhiyuan said, "After all, he’s a disciple of Yukunlun Palace, so he can’t be too bad."
"His aptitude is good, but his character isn’t."
"Character can change, it can be honed."
"He’s not the material for it!"
Fu Zheng stuck to his judgnt, thinking that ng Enjun was unlikely to achieve great things.
An envious and shallow fellow, with limited cultivation but considerable temper.
For such a guy, no matter how strong the potential, reaching the Divinity Transformation Realm would prove challenging.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head, "People can change, Yukunlun Palace has ways."
"What ways?"
"So ntal thods can change one’s character."
"Is that even possible?"
"Otherwise, why not practice Evil Skills?" Chu Zhiyuan said, "Don’t underestimate him."
He noticed Fu Zheng underestimated ng Enjun too much, with too extre an attitude.
"Alright then." Fu Zheng agreed.
...
As the news of Chu Zhiyuan’s return to the mansion spread, Li Miaotan hurried to greet him, smiling when she saw he was safe.
"Why did you co back so soon?"
She accompanied Chu Zhiyuan back to his courtyard, personally helping him change clothes.
Letting Li Yuchun assist with the wash.
Chu Zhiyuan recounted the events, causing Li Miaotan’s phoenix eyes to slightly narrow.
"Madam," Chu Zhiyuan asked after finishing, "have my flying knives been delivered?"
"Father just sent them over." Li Miaotan beckoned, and Li Yuzhen presented a small box.
A dark green box about a foot square, intricately carved with beast patterns.
Chu Zhiyuan gestured with his mouth.
Li Yuzhen placed it on the jade table and opened the box.
Two flying knives lay quietly on the dark green velvet, crescent-shaped, the blade as bright as rcury.
Curiously, Chu Zhiyuan reached out to take one, like a silver moon.
Heavy in hand, like the weight of gold.
"Interesting." He weighed this silver knife, only a palm’s length, yet so heavy, "It’s not ant to be thrown directly, is it?... Heart Moon... eh?"
He looked up at Li Miaotan.
Li Miaotan chuckled, "It is the Heart Moon Knife."
"A flying knife paired with the Heart Moon Saber Technique?"
"Indeed." Li Miaotan said, "Passed down together, for at least ten thousand years."
Chu Zhiyuan concentrated, sensing this knife, feeling that it was empty, as if it didn’t exist.
He closed his eyes for a mont, the ntal thod of the Heart Moon Saber Technique began to operate, True Yuan pouring into the silver knife.
It was like a leaf blown by a strong wind, drifting leisurely in the air.
Chu Zhiyuan ignored it, taking out the other silver knife, activating the Heart Moon Saber Technique as well.
The two flying knives floated in mid-air, like two leaves drifting in the wind, as if they might fall at any mont.
The smile on Chu Zhiyuan’s face grew larger, "Good knives!"
The mystery of these two knives lies in the Heart Moon, and the Heart Moon lies in the virtual and real.
So these two knives are virtual or real, depending on his heart.
More importantly, they exist between virtual and real, capable of concealing their presence.
The flying knife following the Demon Clan expert only followed from afar, not daring to get too close.
The greatest fear was those two Divine Descent Practitioners, worried they would see through the flying knife’s trace.
If these two Heart Moon Flying Knives followed instead, there would be no such concern.
Thinking of this, he wished to imdiately have these two knives replace the previous one.
"Good knife." Thinking of this, he placed the flying knives back in the box, smiling with satisfaction, "Are we eting the Emperor tomorrow? I must personally thank him."
Three days after marriage, it’s customary in the Phoenix Dynasty to return ho for a visit.
The married daughter returns to her parents’ ho for a look.
Even as a princess, Li Miaotan must adhere to this custom.
"Father doesn’t want to see us."
"Hmm—?"
"Father has matters to attend to, ... we’ll go directly to see my mother instead."
Chu Zhiyuan showed a wry smile, "Is it because of my status that the Emperor doesn’t want to see ?"
"... Hard to say." Li Miaotan finally shook her head.
She didn’t want to lie to Chu Zhiyuan, especially between them, there should be no deceit.
Otherwise, they would inevitably grow apart and beco strangers.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, sighed, "It seems my role as a Prince Consort cos with a heavy responsibility."
Li Miaotan, too, felt the imnse pressure.
Chu Zhiyuan smiled, "We’ll take it slow."
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