Spirit Vessel Chapter 1028: Second Young Noble, Heaven Calculating

Chapter 1028: Second Young Noble, Heaven Calculating

Eighth Prince and Fang Tongdao were startled to see the powerful cultivators in the other group.
“Who are you?” Eighth Prince said arrogantly.
“War Faction.” The scholar in white said calmly.
This caused a clamor in the crowd.
“No wonder, they’re from War Territory.”
“So that scholar is the second young noble of War?”
“Possibly, I heard he has inherited the sect master position of Heaven Calculating Gate. His wisdom is the best among the young generation.”
“War is the leader of the nine earth-level territories. They have an ancestor in the pseudo-saint realm, they’ll become a heaven-level territory soon.”
“This is beyond our reach, we need to stay away.”
There were only nine earth-level territories in Sixth Central and War was the top - a sign of its power.
Fang Tongdao’s expression soured, not expecting this seemingly-weak scholar to have such a strong background.
If he was really the second young noble of War, then he would have more influence and authority than the eighth prince of Azure.
This was a renowned figure, one of the best among the successors of Sixth Central. Three years ago, he became the sect master of Heaven Calculating Gate. He was able to see the future of the thirteen dynasties. His influence exceeded many territory lords’.
“I see, I’ve been wondering when you will come to Sacred Court so that I can take you to the immemorial ruins.” The eighth prince was caught off guard.
The scholar said: “I have many things to do since I’ve just arrived, we’ll do it another day. Oh right, there is a misunderstanding going on here, I believe.”
“If you saw it in person, then those dog servants must have been in the wrong and disrespected the princess. They deserved more than death.” The prince said but there was malice hidden in his eyes.
“If that’s the case, let’s drop it then. Eighth Prince, Seventh Princess, see you later.” The scholar concluded. He glanced at Feiyun once before leaving with a smile.
Feiyun chuckled as well, that’s the scholar for you. He came at just the right time to diffuse the situation. If he had come earlier, the Eighth Prince might have contested this due to face.
“Hey, Feng Feiyun, not bad at all. I thought you would be stuck in an ore field right now as a slave but you managed to marry a princess from Crimson? Is this lady your fiancee, so pretty just like a fary, fuck!” The darkskinned youth ran over with a piece of chicken still in his mouth.
Who else could it be but Bi Ningshuai?
Liu Suzi glared at him and said: “You’re the one who looks like a slave in an ore field. Watch your mouth, this half-demon is engaged to my sister, not me.”
He staggered backward from her aggression. His eyes shifted between the two of them before he said with a perverted expression: “I got it, both sisters at the same time, not the first time for you either, looks like you got some experience… fuck, I’m envious.”
Liu Suzi took a deep breath and summoned her sword to slash Bi Ningshuai.
“Shit! Feng Feiyun, keep a leash on your sister-in-law!” Ningshuai ran with lightning speed. She had no chance of catching up.
Feiyun, on the other hand, was preoccupied with watching a girl carrying a pipa leaving. Her dress was whiter than the snow. She disappeared from sight, leaving behind lonely footsteps on the snow.
The group from War left and so did the eighth prince’s faction. Only Feiyun was left behind to stare into the distance.
“She was gorgeous.” Liu Suzi tied up her hair and commented.
“Let’s go back and come up with a plan, that prince won’t let it end here.” Feiyun said.
Suzi looked a little worried. This could go either way - being resolved or becoming a disaster.
***
Back at the Sky Mansion.
Seven ancestors sat in the same hall with a solemn expression. The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive.
They were excited about the matter with Elder Lin but now, this made it hard to celebrate.
“This is serious, we need to report to the territory lord first in order to come up with the right response.” Third Ancestor started: “Zi’er should avoid going outside for a period since that eighth prince won’t give up. The heinous villain will do anything.”
Sixth Ancestor smashed the table and shouted: “Why the hell are we afraid? Is he going to kill all of us? He doesn’t have the capability and we’re not so easily bullied.”
“I am responsible for my action. If they want revenge, they can come and find me.” Liu Suzi said.
“Seventh Sister, should you be saying this? If it wasn’t for Brother Feng, who knows if you would have been able to return.” Liu Suhong retorted.
In other circumstances, Liu Suzi would have barked back. Alas, she stared at Feiyun in the corner and said: “I told him that I would give up on the competition when he decided to help.”
“Really?” Liu Suhong’s eyes flashed brightly.
Three ancestors inside the hall became alarmed. Sixth Ancestor said: “Zi’er, this is an important matter, you cannot be hasty.”
“Haha, Sixth, you’ve lived for so long yet you still don’t understand Zi’er. She wants to take responsibility in order to not involve the rest of the clan.”
Sixth Ancestor stroked his long beard and happily said: “I feel that Feng Feiyun was perfect and saved Zi’er just in time without harming our reputation.”
The ancestors on Liu Suzi’s side trembled with rage but there was nothing they could do. Her choice was correct.
“If no one objects, I will write a letter to the territory lord and urge him to make the first princess the official successor.” Third Ancestor wanted to see the coronation already.
Suddenly, clamors and loud footsteps could be heard outside.
An old man came in and lowered his head: “Ancestors, Princesses, the cultivators from the other domains have heard about the matter today. It is a chaotic mess outside. What should we do?”
Today was a bad day indeed, internal chaos even before external enemies.
“I will talk to them.” Liu Suzi bit her lower lip and walked outside.
“Zi’er.” Sixth Ancestor wanted to follow her.
However, Feiyun started walking and cupped his fist: “Ancestors, continue your discussion. Leave it to me.”
Sixth Ancestor sighed and sat back down.
***
Cultivators from the other domains gathered outside. The crowd numbered several tens of thousands including young geniuses and old lords.
They heard how Liu Suzi had offended the Azure Faction and became worried. Some have gathered their things in order to leave Sacred Court.
Everyone worried for their own well-being, resulting in this chaos.
“I have families and clan members, I can’t afford to offend Azure, please let me leave, Seventh Princess.”
“It’s not that we want to escape when things are bad, the enemies are just too strong, this is suicidal.”
“Seventh Princess, there is nothing we can do this time.”
Liu Suzi clenched her fists while staring at the crowd. Her prideful expression turned into loneliness.
“All of you enjoyed the support of Crimson to get to this point, now you want to run at the first sign of trouble, how pathetic.” She said.
“That’s the only way to survive in the cultivation world.” Someone whispered.
An old man from an immemorial clan said: “Seventh Princess, we are not afraid of death but you know about Azure’s style. We do not want our clans dragged down with us.”
“I, Mo Hen, am willing to die for you in battle, Seventh Princess. I am nothing but my clan…” Mo Hen said.
“No need to say more, if you want to leave, leave.” She felt her eyes tearing up while staring at the falling snowflakes. This was the first time she felt so helpless.
Feiyun came over and gently tapped her shoulder.
She turned back and stared at him: “Wretched half-demon, don’t touch me with your dirty hand.”
He hurriedly let go and chuckled: “No need to be sad, there is a solution to everything.”
“There is no solution here.” She looked miserable.
“What if someone kills the eighth prince?” Feiyun shook his head.
“No one dares to do it in Sacred Court.”
“No, there is one.”
“You?” She stared at him in disbelief.
He shook his head again: “I’m talking about Aquamoon Saintess. Azure Faction might be the lord here but I doubt their clan master wants to provoke Shui Yueting. If the saintess kills the eighth prince, would their clan do anything about it?”