Chapter 191: Turtle in a Jar

Chapter 191: Turtle in a Jar

Qin Xuan couldn't help but grumble inwardly.

"An Emperor Weapon? This thing is just two layers of the tower body, embedded with a single prison-suppressing bead, and it's already a quasi-emperor artifact."

"The incomplete tower body still has at least five layers, perhaps even seven."

"What is an Emperor Weapon compared to the complete ancient prison-suppressing tower? Nothing."

Of course, he couldn't be bothered to argue with a dead man, so he said directly, "Since Your Highness knows quality, please release them."

"Between a Prodigy servant still in the growth phase and a dead man, Your Highness should know how to choose."

People have two hearts: one is greed, and the other is unwillingness to accept the status quo.

Yet, these two hearts were infinitely magnified in the Third Prince.

He didn't believe that the Third Prince didn't want to seize power, nor did he believe that the Third Prince didn't want a powerful, non-resisting henchman like him.

As long as the Third Prince was greedy enough, he wouldn't burn his bridges.

He would certainly want to plant a Soul mark in his Divine Soul to ensure he offered no resistance.

"Releasing them is a matter of course; I have no desire to fall out with the Yaochi Sacred Land. However, before that..."

The Third Prince exchanged a glance and ordered his Saint King Realm guards, "The seven of you, enter this tower together and secure its core for me."

"I want this quasi-emperor artifact to be mine, right now!"

The seven Saint King Realm guards looked at each other before entering the ancient prison-suppressing tower together to search for the small tower's core.

About half an hour later, upon receiving a signal from the guards, the Third Prince immediately dripped his blood to claim ownership.

The moment his blood merged with the small tower, he saw the vast world inside.

He saw the Saint King Realm guards, each harboring their own hidden agendas.

No wonder they refused to come out; it turned out they had discovered Immortal Stone inside the small tower and were hunting for treasures!

He didn't drive them away. To have them work for him, he naturally had to give them a little taste of sweetness.

He looked at Qin Xuan with satisfaction; having obtained the quasi-emperor artifact, he was in a great mood and flicked his finger.

A wriggling passage appeared in the barrier. The Third Prince smiled and said, "Except for Qin Xuan, everyone from the Yaochi Sacred Land may leave safely."

Qin Xuan spoke up, "I'm not at ease. I must witness them leaving the Land of Fallen Emperors before I will open my Divine Soul and let Your Highness command me. I want to escort them to the exit."

The Third Prince found Qin Xuan more and more pleasing to the eye.

Such a Prodigy was about to become his servant. If he told him to go east, he wouldn't dare go west. The sense of achievement in his heart was immense.

Before planting the Divine Soul mark, he didn't mind satisfying Qin Xuan's request.

Once he was under his control, he would make Qin Xuan taste the consequences of pushing his luck!

At that time, even if he ordered Qin Xuan to kill the Great Demon God, he would have no choice but to obey!

"No need for such trouble. You can leave the Land of Fallen Emperors right here!"

He took out a blood-colored pellet and crushed it on the spot. Bang! Blood mist fell like rain, and a thick, bloody stench instantly spread for a hundred miles.

This was the blood of tens of thousands of powerful Yao Beasts from the Land of Fallen Emperors, captured and imprisoned in this pellet beforehand. Now, it was all released at once.

The terrifying bloody stench and aura of slaughter would trigger the world's will of the Land of Fallen Emperors, which repelled intruders who engaged in indiscriminate slaughter.

Not far outside the barrier, a large passage gradually formed amidst the coalescing blood mist.

Qin Xuan made a move, and a gentle breeze lifted each Disciple of the Yaochi Sacred Land, sending them away safely.

These were the PR ambassadors who would later spread word of his noble character. Each and every one of them was a precious gem. He couldn't let them get hurt!

"Senior Brother!"

"We have failed you!"

"Qin Xuan, you... you... you will be at the beck and call of the Third Prince from now on. You absolutely must not become a cuckold, and you absolutely must not hand me over to the Third Prince! Forget it, I'll just cut off our relationship. At worst, I'll be a widow for the rest of my life, keeping a chaste life for you. From now on, I won't entangle with you anymore, lest you cause me to fall into eternal damnation!"

Survival was right before her eyes, but Su Youyu was panicking.

She worried that once Qin Xuan became the Third Prince's slave with no room to resist, he would obey the Third Prince's orders and trick her into being sent out.

Worries aside, looking at the solitary figure of Qin Xuan, she felt an inexplicable sadness in her heart, a sudden, sharp pain like needle pricks.

She stopped, turned her head, and said, for the first time ever, "How about I stay with you and we fight them..."

"Get lost!"

Qin Xuan kicked Su Youyu on her supple buttocks, sending her directly into the exit.

Once everyone had been sent away, he clapped his hands, feeling a sense of relief. The dead weight was gone. He could finally let loose and reveal his true colors.

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

Qin Xuan's gaze shifted from stern to playful. He eyed the Third Prince sitting in the imperial carriage and said with amusement, "It's like a maiden's first time in a bridal sedan chair; you're sitting inside and refusing to come out, huh?"

"Audacious!"

"How dare you offend Your Highness!"

"..."

The Saint Realm guards were furious and shot toward Qin Xuan in unison. They held Sacred Artifacts in their hands, which shone with brilliant light, and their Killing Intent was monstrous.

Qin Xuan wielded the heavenly desolation halberd and charged against the current. In a single encounter, he pierced through two Saint Realm guards.

Even the Third Prince was dazzled by the slaughter before him. By the time he reacted, someone was already sitting beside him.

Qin Xuan was reclining on the luxurious bed, his feet propped up on the jade table in front of him. He draped his arm around the Third Prince's shoulders, picked up a blood grape, and popped it into his mouth. He glanced sideways at the Third Prince's noble-looking face and said, "Not bad, you really know how to enjoy life."

"It's just that your strength is too weak, barely at the Early Stage of the Saint Realm. But come to think of it, that makes sense. Your Ziyang Imperial Family has the specially supplied nihe pill. You most likely planned to wait until you broke through to the Peak of the Saint King Realm, or perhaps became a quasi-emperor, before revealing your true cultivation to compete with your eldest brother, right?"

The Third Prince looked shocked. Outside the imperial carriage, the nearest maid carrying the sedan, who was quite beautiful, held a large Sacred Artifact sword and, without warning, thrust it straight toward Qin Xuan's chest.

Qin Xuan grabbed the large sword with his backhand. Cyan scales covered his palm; even a Sacred Artifact could not harm his flesh in the slightest.

"Dragon Clan aura! You are the one who obtained the dragon treasury in the Dragon Blood Secret Realm!" The Third Prince was shocked again. "Long Chen was just taking the blame for you?"

Qin Xuan extended a finger and poked the maid's forehead, shattering both her life force and Divine Soul. He snatched the large sword with his backhand and used his Divine Soul to control the blade, shooting it in a circle outside the imperial carriage. The remaining fifteen beautiful maids all bled to death on the spot.

Having dealt with the meddlesome bystanders, he then answered the Third Prince with leisure, "You have some discernment, but not much."

He racked his brain for a moment and suggested, "How about you become my servant, and I spare your life?"

The Third Prince didn't answer; the corners of his mouth twitched wildly. As the dignified Third Prince of the Ziyang Imperial Family, even if he went to the Mingyue Dynasty, he would be the center of attention, and no one would dare defy him. Today, having suffered such a great humiliation, how could he not be angry?

Gritting his teeth, his body trembling, he said in a deep voice, "That quasi-emperor artifact is strange. The control I thought I had was just a trap you set!?"

Pfft! Qin Xuan couldn't help but laugh. It would have been better if the Third Prince hadn't mentioned it; once he did, Qin Xuan couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Those were seven Saint King Realm experts! If they were outside, even he would have a headache. If he wanted to kill them, he would have to use all his trump cards and be completely exhausted to take them down."

"But the Third Prince was something else; he let all seven Saint King Realm experts enter the ancient prison-suppressing tower. They became turtles in a jar. Isn't that just being a complete idiot?"

"Inside the ancient prison-suppressing tower, he could suppress Saint Kings even when he was in the Supernatural Realm. Now, even that God of Ice from earlier, had she entered the small tower at her Peak, he would most likely have been able to kill her. Let alone seven Saint King Realm turtles in a jar?"