Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 610 Dark Clouds Over the Southern Hunt, the Black Dragon King's Soul Leaves His Body
Cunbai manipulated the Crown Prince of Yongchao to flee south in a disheveled manner.

He left with only a few trusted servants on the way.

It looked like he was fleeing in a panic, but it was all part of his plan.

Next, we'll find another place to establish a southern capital; we can't abandon righteousness and legitimacy.

Fortunately, it wasn't entirely fruitless; he met two unusual people on the way.

One was the son of Zhao Hongyin, the former Vice Minister of Rites, and the other was an ordinary citizen.

The two men, one with a red face and the other with a black face, made Cunbai think he had met Guan Yu and Zhang Fei when they first met.

With me, this pretty boy, added to the mix, we could form a perfect sworn brotherhood.

Cunbai knew that there would be many seemingly plausible but actually deceptive things in the trial world arranged by the Paradise.

However, you must never think or act according to habitual thinking, otherwise you will surely die.

After learning their identities, the two immediately cursed Zhou Wenzhong as a traitor and a rebel.

They also expressed their willingness to help Cunbai, the "Crown Prince of Yong Dynasty," return to the throne, and then escorted him south.

In fact, he did remember Zhao Hongyin.

His dismissal was his doing, but nobody knew it.

He was also the one who protected Zhao Hongyin and successfully allowed him to return to his hometown, a fact that many people know.

It was precisely for this reason that Zhao Hongyin's son, Zhao Yuanlang, bowed deeply upon learning Zhao's identity.

Besides the orthodox righteousness, it was also because he saved his father.

Otherwise, with Emperor Yong's insane mind, he would have beaten Zhao Hongyin to death on the spot.

Of course, there are reasons for this as well.

He influenced Emperor Yong's mind through his skills, amplifying his neuroticism.

This skill was originally intended to interfere with the target's senses, thereby reducing the vulnerability of one's identity.

It was originally used as a support skill, but its effectiveness increased after it became a professional skill.

"Your Highness, why are you out in such heavy rain?" Zhao Yuanlang asked hurriedly when he saw Cunbai get out of the carriage.

"It's alright, it's just that this rain has been following us for about ten days now," Cunbai said helplessly, adopting the tone of the Crown Prince of Yongchao.

"Is God out of control or what? It's just playing tricks on me," Zheng Ziming complained.

He's a rough man, and he speaks bluntly.

As soon as he said it, Zhao Yuanlang glared at him: "Your Highness, please forgive me, Ziming is so outspoken."

As the crown prince of the Yong Dynasty forced into exile, you still say that the sky has been pierced? What's the difference between that and rubbing salt into the wound?

Cun Bai manipulated the body and pretended to be dejected for a moment before forcing himself to say, "Ziming is right. He is simple-minded and did not do it on purpose."

He didn't care about Yongchao's life or death at all; in fact, it could be said that he had contributed to Yongchao's current predicament.

As he was speaking, he suddenly glanced up and saw what appeared to be a huge creature swimming through the clouds.

But it disappeared in just a moment.

An ordinary person would simply think it was an illusion.

But who is Cunbai? He is a top-tier apostle of the second rank in the Paradise.

His five-dimensional attributes alone would make it impossible for him to misread or hallucinate.

Therefore, he was certain that there was something in that cloud just now.

"Did you just see a giant object appearing in the clouds?" Cunbai immediately asked the two men.

He never underestimated Zhao Yuanlang and Zheng Ziming, both of whom possessed primordial spirits, and one was a dragon and the other a tiger.

As the 'Crown Prince of Yong Dynasty', he certainly understood the primordial spirit.

To possess the primordial spirit of a dragon is at least a sign of being under a royal mandate, and could even be the chosen one of the emperors.

These contents are top secrets of the royal family. Fortunately, his body this time is that of the crown prince; otherwise, someone of lower status would not even have the right to read them.

“I didn’t see anything. With the rain just pattering down, what huge thing could there be?” Zheng Ziming looked up and blurted out.

It may sound crude, but it's the truth.

Zhao Yuanlang looked up and saw only dark clouds and rain; there was no giant object as Cun Bai had described.

“Your Highness, I have not seen any enormous object either,” Zhao Yuanlang replied truthfully.

Seeing their response, Cunbai did not press further, but simply said, "Then it seems that I have been seeing things lately and have misjudged."

If he continues to insist, Zhao Yuanlang will go along with what he said.

But then what? Whether the other party believes it or not doesn't really matter.

However, he suspected that the rain had been falling continuously because the giant object in the clouds was following them.

He didn't quite understand why she would follow him.

Although he had been causing trouble in secret, he hadn't necessarily offended anyone.

All the blame was taken by his cheap father, Emperor Yong.

In both the imperial court and among the common people, he, the "Crown Prince of Yong Dynasty," was actually known for his virtue.

Especially among the common people, everyone was eager for Emperor Yong to die so that he, the "Crown Prince of Yong Dynasty," could ascend the throne.

'Could it be related to Zhou Wenzhong? After all, he's ascended the throne; he must have some royal mandate to obey.'

Cun Bai doesn't even have a primordial spirit, let alone a royal command.

Therefore, even if he ascends the throne, he will only be a puppet emperor.

The spirit of the king represents power.

That's why he knew that the future of this 'Crown Prince of Yong Dynasty' wouldn't be too good.

If virtue is not matched, there will be disasters.
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"Brother, Father has fallen asleep again. Come quickly and go see him." After learning that Zhou Wenzhong had fallen asleep again due to excessive sleepiness, Chai Jungui hurriedly came to find Chu Danqing. Upon seeing this, Chu Danqing had no choice but to put aside his cultivation and follow Chai Jungui to check on him.

They entered the palace and arrived at Zhou Wenzhong's bedroom, where Zhou Chaishi had been waiting for a long time.

This matter definitely needed to be discussed beforehand. Not only did Empress Zhou Chai know about it, but Zhou Wenzhong himself also knew.

Zhou Wenzhong isn't stupid; he knows that his excessive sleepiness must mean there's something wrong with his health.

When the imperial physicians couldn't cure him, Chai Jungui said that Chu Danqing might be able to resolve the issue. Since both of them were his own people, he must have believed them.

"You've arrived, please have a seat," Zhou Chaishi greeted them, and then had tea and snacks served.

Chu Danqing waved her hand, indicating that it was not necessary, and then stared intently at Zhou Wenzhong.

“Aphasia,” Chu Danqing said immediately. “His Majesty is not asleep, but his soul has left his body.”

"So no matter how others called him, they couldn't wake him up."

Zhou Chai's expression changed, and she immediately shook Zhou Wenzhong. When he didn't react, she tried several other methods, even splashing water on his face.

But its eyes remained closed, as if it were asleep.

By this point, Zhou Chaishi had no choice but to believe it.

"Brother Chu, is there any hope for him?" Zhou Chai asked hurriedly.

Chu Danqing also frowned: "I'm not very clear about it. First, we need to find out how His Majesty's soul left his body."

Actually, Chu Danqing didn't tell the whole story. Generally speaking, if a person's soul leaves their body, they are basically doomed.

After all, the soul is very fragile, but Zhou Wenzhong's soul did not leave his body; rather, his primordial spirit left his body.

It's not dangerous at all; in fact, it's safer.

After all, Chu Danqing knew how powerful the primordial spirit was.

Not to mention that the other party is Hai Chao Wulong's primordial spirit, one of the five strongest primordial spirits in the world.

Furthermore, the primordial spirit of the Crimson-Bearded Fire Dragon, who is the true Son of Heaven, is also restrained by him, so it can be said that safety is not an issue.

The real question is why Zhou Wenzhong's spirit left his body.

This was definitely not something he did voluntarily, because he couldn't do it.

So most likely something caused his soul to leave his body.

Secondly, the key question is where his primordial spirit, the Tide Oolong, went.

Since the other party allowed his primordial spirit to leave his body, they must have had a plan, rather than genuinely letting his primordial spirit go out for a trip and come back.

"Brother, do you have any leads?" Chai Jungui asked hurriedly.

Chu Danqing shook her head: "No."

He's not a soul cultivator or a ghost cultivator, so the fact that he could tell the primordial spirit was missing rather than just disappearing shows that he has a solid foundation.

If there were someone with the relevant expertise, they might be able to track it down.

Upon hearing that Chu Danqing also had no clues, Zhou Chaishi and Chai Jungui's faces tightened.

That would be troublesome.

As they were talking, a sob was heard. Zhou Wenzhong slowly opened his eyes, stretched, but looked very tired.

He didn't get enough rest.

Then, upon reaching out and touching him again, it seemed something had happened while he was sleeping.

"Jun Gui, Chu Ge'er, you've arrived." Zhou Wenzhong smiled as well: "Well, have you figured out what's wrong with me, this excessive sleepiness?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chai's eyes reddened as she recounted the events.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wenzhong's smile froze on his face.

"This...this..." Zhou Wenzhong was also frightened; the idea of ​​the soul leaving the body was quite serious.

"I wonder if Your Majesty had any dreams?" Chu Danqing asked.

Zhou Wenzhong frowned as he recalled that he had indeed dreamed.

However, after waking up, I could not recall anything clearly.

“Speaking of dreams, yes, I did have them,” Zhou Wenzhong said, “but if you ask me what I dreamed about, I really can’t remember.”

"If it weren't for Chu-ge'er asking me about this as soon as I woke up, I might not have known I had a dream even an hour or two later," Zhou Wenzhong said with a wry smile.

“Your Majesty, what I mean by ‘dream’ is just a metaphor,” Chu Danqing explained. “What you saw in your dream was what your soul saw when it left your body; it was not a dream.”

"Then why haven't I forgotten these things?" Zhou Wenzhong asked again.

“Your Majesty remembers what you have seen and heard, and your schemes will surely be exposed,” Chu Danqing said. “The more shrouded in mystery, the better for you to plot.”

"However, one thing is certain: this is something that ordinary people cannot do."

Zhou Wenzhong's heart sank. If ordinary people can't do it, then only extraordinary people can.

For example, immortals, Buddhas, ghosts and gods.

He simply had no target, and he didn't know who he was targeting.

"If Your Majesty doesn't mind, I'll stay here for a few more days to see what's going on," Chu Danqing said. "It would be best if we could find some clues."

In fact, Chu Danqing was not confident in solving the problem either.

If all else fails, we'll have the Goddess of Cats and Li Qingying come over.

With these two combined, they should have no problem dealing with any challenges unless they encounter a 6th-tier or other top-tier apostles.

“Alright, then I’ll trouble you, Brother Chu.” Zhou Wenzhong was of course willing, and then added, “I’ll have someone send a bed over so you’ll have somewhere to rest tonight.”

If sleeping together isn't suitable, then each person having their own bed is fine.

(End of this chapter)