After fifteen years of cultivation, he finally reached the pinnacle of the first rank!

Chapter 408 Don't Steal

"His Highness the Eighth Prince is also a man of integrity."

The Taoist priest cupped his hands and said something, but he really had nothing else to say besides this polite remark.

Upon hearing this, Li Musheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said:

"You Taoist priest have a really good eye for people."

Qingye Daoist's eyes twitched, and he immediately took his leave, preparing to see his senior sister.

Li Musheng waved his hand, indicating that he could do as he pleased. Then, Li Musheng put away the key to the Apocalypse Secret Treasure.

With that, the matter in Tai Xuan City was settled. He had gained a great deal from this trip, and now he had to continue his journey to Bai Di City.

The key to the Heavenly Revelation Treasure obtained by the Taoist Qingye came from the Great Zhou Dynasty. The remaining three keys may be in the hands of the royal families of the Great Wu and Great Chu Dynasties, as well as the master of the Green Mountain Pavilion.

Unfortunately, Baidi City is located in the westernmost part of the Great Xuan Territory, and it does not pass through the territories of the two dynasties. If one takes a detour, it will take at least twice as long.

"Let's take it one step at a time. Let's go to Baidi City first."

Li Musheng shook his head, planning to set off to leave Taixuan City early the next morning.

And so another day passed. Since Zhao Mu Ning became the Emperor of Da Xuan, Tai Xuan City had finally settled down and nothing had happened.

Li Musheng left a message for Zhao Muning, and then calmly took Shen Anran and the others away from the inn by carriage.

When Master Qingyu, Taoist Qingye, and the head of the Hidden Spy Division learned of Li Musheng's departure, they met with him before he left.

After these few days of reflection, Master Qingyu seems to have come to terms with the fact that his cultivation foundation had been destroyed.

He also felt guilty for his own ambition, which caused one of his two junior brothers to suffer greatly and lose his cultivation, and the other to break an arm.

Fortunately, the three siblings are still alive, and through this experience, they have come to understand many things.

"Your Highness is a young hero with a long and winding road ahead. I may never see Your Highness again, but I believe that Your Highness's name will eventually be known throughout the world."

Master Qingyu bid farewell to Li Musheng, while Li Musheng told him to be a good person and repent.

At this point, Li Musheng and the others did not linger any longer, and left the inn by carriage, heading towards the outskirts of Taixuan City.

Before long, Li Musheng and his entourage's carriage left the capital of the Great Xuan Dynasty without any hindrance.

As Li Musheng and his entourage's carriage gradually disappeared into the distance, a group of people emerged from the city walls of Taixuan City.

Zhao Muning stood on the wall in plain clothes, accompanied by two elderly women and her younger brother.

“Brother, remember this: the Eighth Prince is our benefactor. If it weren’t for his protection, we might have already lost our lives at the hands of Zhao Kuang.”

Zhao Muning watched the departing carriage, then spoke to her younger brother beside her, her eyes filled with an inscrutable expression.

She had been secretly keeping an eye on Li Musheng's situation all along. When Li Musheng was about to leave Taixuan City, she put aside everything she was doing and came to see him off immediately.

However, Li Musheng clearly had no intention of seeing her, so she did not show herself to meet him.

In fact, even if they met, she wouldn't know what to say.
At this moment, she became the Emperor of Da Xuan in a daze. Occasionally, when she calmed down and thought about it, she always felt that all of this seemed a bit childish.

"I will keep my elder sister's words in mind." Zhao Ji's gaze also turned to the departing carriage in the distance. In fact, Zhao Mu Ning had already told him about the whole incident in the past few days.

He had been captured by Li Musheng when he was enjoying himself in the palace. At that time, his father, the emperor, was still alive in Da Xuan, and the entire Tai Xuan City was prosperous and thriving.

As one of the princes who was not highly regarded, Zhao Ji had no chance of ascending the throne in his life. Apart from being a prince who enjoyed pleasure, he naturally had nothing to do.

However, things are different now. His father is dead, almost all of his royal brothers and sisters are dead, and even Zhao Kuang was given poisoned wine and died in the imperial prison.

The remaining two princes were imprisoned and would never see the light of day again, while his sister sat on the throne of the Great Xuan Emperor, which countless people dreamed of.

Having narrowly escaped death, he was no longer the wasted prince he once was.

Zhao Ji withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Zhao Mu Ning, who was gazing into the distance in silence for a long time. After a moment's thought, he spoke:

“Sister, we should not forget the kindness of the Eighth Prince.”

However, he paused, then changed the subject, saying:
"My elder sister ordered the troops to withdraw and formed an alliance with Dali. This is an immense favor to Dali now, and it is more than enough to repay..."

However, before Zhao Ji could finish speaking, Zhao Mu Ning turned to look at him, a stern look appearing in his eyes, and said:
“I know that the Ancestor once came to see you. I don’t care what he said to you, but you must remember that the Eighth Prince is not someone that you, I, or the Ancestor can afford to offend.”

“I never intended to take the throne of the Great Xuan. I have always felt that it is not mine, but it is not something you can simply take as you please.”

"If you do something irreversible, I can't protect you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji's expression shifted uncertainly. He glanced at his elder sister, immediately suppressed his thoughts, and lowered his head, saying:
"Sister, please don't misunderstand, that's not what I meant."

Zhao Muning stared at her younger brother, shook her head, and said in a gradually softening voice:

“If you really want to be the Great Xuan Emperor, your elder sister can help you, but not now.”

"The situation among the five kingdoms has changed. With your current abilities, you are simply not up to the task of ruling the Great Xuan. You still need to grow until you are qualified to be an emperor."

As she spoke, Zhao Muning withdrew her gaze from Zhao Ji and turned to look at the carriage that was about to disappear into the distance, saying:

"At that time, I will personally go to ask the Eighth Prince to relinquish the Great Xuan Emperor's throne to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji remained silent for a moment, then frowned and said:
"Elder sister, could it be that the throne of our Great Xuan Zhao clan will one day be subject to a foreign prince?"

"But what if the Eighth Prince disagrees with you and asks you to give up the throne of the Great Xuan Dynasty to me? What will you do then?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Muning frowned slightly and looked at her younger brother, who had suddenly become somewhat unfamiliar.

She was naturally very pleased that the other party had survived the ordeal and grown as a result.

But at the same time, she was also worried, unsure whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
After a moment's hesitation, Zhao Muning solemnly warned:

"No one can predict the future now, but you must remember that this throne of the Great Xuan must be given to you by me before you can take it. If I don't give it to you, you absolutely cannot take it!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ji's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, but he ultimately said nothing more and simply bowed his head in agreement.

But in the instant he lowered his head, an unfathomable look appeared in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)