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Chapter 265 - Chapter 266: The Prince's Gambit

Hearing this explosive piece of news, Jiang Zhengqing's expression became complicated. In recent years, the Daye Dynasty had indeed been in a precarious state on the continent. The current Emperor had only just ascended the throne a short time ago, and he was immediately faced with the renowned Prince Zuo Cheng. Not to mention the other ambitious figures lurking behind the Prince, watching like hungry tigers.

If His Majesty the Emperor could not handle the problem of Prince Zuo Cheng, then more men with the hearts of wolves would emerge to carve up the entire Daye Dynasty.

Unfortunately, even if Jiang Zhengqing wanted to help now, it was far too late. All he could do was stand by and watch.

After speaking, the messenger patted Jiang Zhengqing's shoulder. "Sect Master Jiang, rest assured. I have come this time representing His Majesty the Emperor. I know that many people currently wish to kill Lin Yun. But you can be at ease. With me here, no one can possibly harm him on this journey."

The man spoke with considerable confidence. He was, after all, handpicked by the Emperor himself. If Lin Yun were to be attacked at a time like this, no one would be able to explain it away. Jiang Zhengqing, naturally, was not worried. He knew that with the Emperor personally guaranteeing his safety, Lin Yun would be quite secure on this trip.

Meanwhile, inside the carriage, Lin Yun had committed their entire conversation to memory. He hadn't realized Prince Zuo Cheng's power had already spread to such an extent. No wonder the man had acted with such impunity before.

So what if the Beast Taming Sect was backed by the Flowing Cloud Sect and controlled vast resources? In the end, they were just small cultivation sects. Compared to a behemoth like the Daye Dynasty, they were far too insignificant. If the Daye Dynasty was determined to eliminate the entire Beast Taming Sect, while it would come at a price, it was by no means an impossible task.

"This Prince Zuo Cheng is truly arrogant to the extreme," Lin Yun remarked to himself with a sigh. For the Prince to have achieved this level of power was indeed surprising.

Soon, the messenger began to command the convoy to move forward. To Lin Yun's surprise, although he was sitting in a carriage, the scenery outside blurred past in an instant. The speed was incredible.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Yun closed his eyes and expanded his killing intent domain. After a year of tempering, his domain had become exceptionally powerful and extremely solid. Within a radius of several miles, if anyone produced even the slightest killing intent towards him, Lin Yun would immediately sense it. And when his domain was active, it had very little effect on others; almost no one could sense that they were within its range. This was a testament to the terrifying height Lin Yun's strength had now reached.

But to the current Lin Yun, all of this felt like nothing special. Only with his killing intent domain fully active could he fall asleep peacefully, ensuring his own safety.

The man responsible for escorting Lin Yun this time was named Wang Yigu. Along the way, Wang Yigu also learned a great deal about Lin Yun. He had initially wondered what merits this boy could possibly have to warrant a personal summons from the Emperor. It was all too strange. But after understanding Lin Yun's strength, Wang Yigu finally realized how greatly he had underestimated this young man. No wonder His Majesty placed such importance on him. This young man not only possessed formidable strength and cultivation, but also an incomparable future and talent.

For the next few days, Wang Yigu was exceptionally courteous to Lin Yun, frequently asking if there was anything he needed. Lin Yun, however, had little need for material goods. He just wanted to arrive at the capital city, Wangjing, as soon as possible.

As the capital of the entire Daye Dynasty, Wangjing's fame was widespread. It was a place countless people dreamed of. Even Lin Yun was no exception. Before leaving, he had heard many stories. Even the most bustling areas of the Beast Taming Sect were said to pale in comparison to Wangjing. And as the economic and political heart of the entire dynasty, the power that Wangjing held was beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Even now, Lin Yun was filled with curiosity about this great city.

And so, four days passed in the blink of an eye.

News that Lin Yun was traveling to Wangjing had long since spread throughout the Daye Dynasty. It had, of course, also reached the ears of Prince Zuo Cheng.

Many people knew what His Majesty the Emperor was planning. Previously, Lin Yun had single-handedly shattered the scheme concocted by the Shangqing Temple. Now, His Majesty the Emperor likely hoped to use Lin Yun's methods to dismantle Prince Zuo Cheng's power. After all, rumors were flying across the entire dynasty that the Prince was on the verge of rebellion. With the military forces he controlled, he was more than capable of doing so.

Prince Zuo Cheng knew this, and so did the Emperor. The Prince had understood long ago that he would one day have to face the Emperor in a contest of power. He just hadn't expected it to come so quickly, and he certainly hadn't expected the Emperor to place all his hopes on Lin Yun.

In the study of the Prince's manor, a steward whispered, "Your Highness, since Lin Yun is coming this time, why don't we just get rid of him on the road?"

The current Lin Yun was surely traveling to Wangjing without any major protection. If they were to strike first, they had a very high chance of killing him.

Hearing this suggestion, however, Prince Zuo Cheng just snorted and shook his head.

"What's the hurry? The game has just begun. If we kill Lin Yun now, wouldn't that mean we have nothing fun to play with later?"

To others, Lin Yun might be a huge threat. But Prince Zuo Cheng didn't give him a second thought. He refused to believe that Lin Yun could turn peril into safety time and time again, as he had before. It might have been possible at the Flowing Cloud Sect, but now, he was coming to Prince Zuo Cheng's home turf. So no matter what tricks Lin Yun had up his sleeve, he would be constrained at every turn here.

The Prince had absolute confidence that as long as Lin Yun dared to come, he had plenty of ways to make him stay here forever, unable to leave.

The steward had wanted to persuade him further, but seeing the Prince's serious expression, his heart trembled, and in the end, he couldn't say another word.

"However," the Prince mused, "since he is coming to Wangjing this time, we can't exactly do nothing to welcome him. Arrange for some people to go. But don't harm him."

After receiving the order, the steward cautiously departed.

Prince Zuo Cheng stood alone in his study, smiling.

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