Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack-Chapter 1195 - 1175: The Abandoned Seventh Prince

Snow Palace equals the Haan Family, which equals the Imperial Clan of the Northern Region, the strongest Dominion Country.

Shouldn’t the Seventh Prince want to kill them? Why is he acting as if he has seen family?

"I beg you all, please take me with you. Look, I’m skilled at running away, Xiao Hua has a knack for fooling people, although there’s no real poison involved. The key point is, I eat a little and am quite familiar with this area..."

"Wait, shouldn’t you explain what’s going on first? Why am I a bit confused?" Luo Qianqian stared, looking at Haan Yun, who was almost crawling in front of them, instinctively taking two steps back and struggled to look at Tang Tianyi.

Is this person good or bad? How would I know? Don’t come so close to me, don’t have any silver-hair disease...

Luo Qianqian grabbed onto Tang Tianyi’s arm, avoiding this seemingly very excited person.

"Oh right, you don’t know..." Haan Yun was stunned for a moment, then sat back by the campfire: "Actually, I am a prince, but without any cultivation talent, nor governance capacity, not even the nerve to lead troops, I can only waste the Royal Family’s grain and dignity, so I was ’killed’."

"Killed?" Luo Qianqian looked at him, completely puzzled.

"It means being brought to a place like this, dealing with me, then claiming it’s the result of an accident. At most, there would be national mourning. It won’t affect the Royal Family, which has many descendants. In fact, it would earn praise, saying the Royal Family produces elites, because I never displayed anything publicly." Haan Yun looked at Luo Qianqian, a shade of desolation on his face: "Actually, I’m not dead yet, maybe there are secret orders, finding me could exchange for some reward silver or something like that."

"You can still be exchanged for money? Great, where to exchange?" Luo Qianqian looked at his desolate gaze and immediately said excitedly.

Haan Yun looked at Luo Qianqian incredulously. Aren’t girls supposed to be sensitive? Like those women in the harem, don’t they all cry for half a day when seeing a small animal die? Is this woman made of stone?

After hearing such a tragic background, she still wants to exchange him for money?

However, Tang Tianyi was deeply looking at him, his eyes plainly written with disbelief.

Yet he wasn’t at all guilty, openly and frankly looking at Luo Qianqian.

"Do you have money?" Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes.

"I don’t have money, but I have this, it can be money." Saying this, Haan Yun flicked his fingers lightly, a colorless crystal card appeared in his hand, and he shook it gently, looking smug.

Unexpectedly, Luo Qianqian looked at him with disdain, turning to Tang Tianyi: "Isn’t a black card the proof of wealthy people?"

Black card, a credit card with no limit.

Tang Tianyi nodded; this is common knowledge in the Human Realm, but in the Cultivation World, it seemed they were preconceived.

Haan Yun stared at the two people: "You don’t recognize this?"

Seeing them shake their head in sync, he took out a golden crystal card with five colored stripes: "What about this?"

Luo Qianqian still shook her head.

The difference is, her face clearly showed an emotion: met a wealthy person!

"This?" Haan Yun took out a black crystal card looking disdainful.

Luo Qianqian still shook her head and took out a bank card: "Our card is different from yours."

"Hey, your card is a bit thin?" Haan Yun curiously held the card, carefully observing.

Tang Tianyi raised his eyebrows: "Your card probably can’t be used, right?"

Haan Yun’s face froze, looking curiously at Luo Qianqian, Tang Tianyi’s serious face, after a moment he sighed and nodded: "Although it’s not named, the bank only has branches in the Imperial City." Otherwise, how could he be so hungry here? Even to the point of eating two animals raw?

Luo Qianqian tilted her head looking at Tang Tianyi: "Isn’t the Sect Conference supposed to be in the Imperial City?"

Speaking of the Sect Conference, how many existing sects have the capability to cultivate an outstanding talent?

Most have already started secret wars, like the sect of Mu Ling’s family, didn’t it die under such circumstances?

"You’re attending the Sect Conference?" Haan Yun’s face changed: "Are you... tired of living?"

"What kind of talk is that?" Luo Qianqian was instantly angry, jumping up: "If you can’t speak, shut your mouth, okay? Tired of living?"

Haan Yun looked at the two, frowning: "In the Imperial City, competing against Snow Palace for slots, aren’t you asking to die? Even if you win, the one representing Northern Region would still be Snow Palace, and if you don’t submit, the outcome is either crippling or death. Accidents happen every day; you must understand this, right?"

Luo Qianqian froze on the spot, she really hadn’t thought of this issue.

But Tang Tianyi nodded knowingly, this kind of thing doesn’t seem unimaginable, it almost feels predictable.

However, the appearance of Haan Yun and his straightforwardness was unexpected.

"Rather than struggling in an inevitable defeat environment, it’s better to choose another way." Haan Yun looked at the two, his face resolute: "Choose not to go through normal channels, books say that as long as you pass through the Star Path, become one of the first ten sects to arrive, you can earn your sect the opportunity to attend the Sect Conference."

"Star Path? What’s that path?" Luo Qianqian was stunned.

"Hope and despair, life and death, black and white."

After a moment of silence, Haan Yun looked at them: "Star Path opens in two months, you have time to consider."

After speaking, he leaned against the tree behind him, closing his eyes. He’s very tired after being cautious for so many days, always alone, not daring to trust anyone. He’s really tired and needs a good rest.

So soon, he emitted steady breathing sounds and fell asleep.

Luo Qianqian silently looked at him, then turned to Tang Tianyi, her face full of conflicted expressions.

Tang Tianyi casually tossed out several pieces of Spirit of Jade, then slowly said: "I’ve considered what he said."

"Huh?" Luo Qianqian’s eyes widened.

"I just didn’t know about the Star Path before. I thought to protect Snow Palace, the Imperial City might make some countermeasures. But the level of Northern Region, I thought we don’t need to worry too much, imagined perhaps smoothly getting a slot."

Tang Tianyi looked at Luo Qianqian with a bitter smile: "Because we were already opposed to Snow Palace, there wasn’t much to think about, Snow Palace is bound to target us, I just didn’t expect the race to be held in Imperial City."

"Should we take the Star Path then?" Luo Qianqian was silent for a moment, suddenly her eyes lit up: "The Northern Region selection is in three months, that means before the regional preliminary starts, the Star Path should be over. I’m looking forward to Snow Palace’s expression."

Looking at Luo Qianqian’s bright eyes, Tang Tianyi lowered his head, covering the smile on his lips with his hand: "Mm, okay." He said softly.