The Prince Can Do Divination-Chapter 135 - 122: The Relic Acknowledges Its Master, Ascending to the Sea-Viewing Realm, Martial Arts Dragon Aspect, Qi of the Great Yang

Chapter 135: Chapter 122: The Relic Acknowledges Its Master, Ascending to the Sea-Viewing Realm, Martial Arts Dragon Aspect, Qi of the Great Yang

Lu Mingyuan made a snap decision. With a wave of his hand, thirty Blood Glutton Shadow Warriors appeared on the ground as a precaution. At the same time, he transferred the aura of the Buddha’s Relics to every single clone.

This way, even if the aura were detected, his enemies wouldn’t be able to tell which one was the real him.

Meanwhile, the Buddha’s Relics was growing impatient, eager to fuse with his heart.

But Lu Mingyuan refused. He couldn’t let the Relic fuse with a clone; it had to be with his true body.

The clones were, after all, just inanimate puppets. They hadn’t awakened their Sea Gazing Acupoints or ignited the Taotie Divine Flame between their brows, so they couldn’t break through any further. Supreme Grandmaster was their limit.

BOOM!

A fiery ember plummeted from the sky.

It slammed into the ground, gouging out a large crater.

Though Monk Fanshen’s flesh body was riddled with wounds, the Light of Merit surged continuously, rapidly restoring him. His Immovable Golden Body stood tall as a timeless monolith, Purple Gold Qi flowing without end. His core was unharmed.

The moment he regained consciousness, he began searching for the Buddha’s Relics.

But for the moment, he couldn’t sense the Relic’s aura.

The sword-carrying man and the Black-clothed Armored Woman from before had already retreated, each of them beginning to search for the Relic’s whereabouts.

The Seventh Prince and the Eighth Prince were doing the same.

They saw a streak of Golden Light flee like a bolt of lightning, vanishing in the blink of an eye. Numerous Cultivators gave chase.

"Damn it! Master Fanshen is injured, and the Relic is gone."

Lu Yunwan’s expression was grim.

"Where did the Relic run off to?"

Lu Yunqing frowned.

"Your Highness, a moment ago one of Prince Jin’s Death Warriors used the Relic to draw our attention, then vanished without a trace. Although the Relic’s aura permeates the surrounding miles, the strongest source is coming from the direction of Prince Jin’s Mansion. Therefore, it should be in the Second Prince’s hands," a Qi Cultivator at his side reported.

"You’re saying it was first with one of Second Brother’s men, then it was transferred to Prince Jin? And they even tried to mislead us with a diversion."

Lu Yunqing stroked his chin, his gaze sharp as he said, "Then we must find the Relic. Leave no stone unturned!"

"Understood."

Unbeknownst to them, the Infinite Faction was also searching everywhere for the Buddha’s Relics. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

"Your Highness, the Relic escaped as a streak of Golden Light. Just now, some Cultivators fought fiercely over it; their auras were too powerful to approach safely. Now the Relic’s aura is ubiquitous. I suspect it has already been fused with someone, who is fleeing with it as we speak," the sword-carrying man reported.

"What? Fused? How is that possible? That item can only be fused by a true Enlightened Monk, someone who possesses a Zen Heart."

Atop a pavilion, Lu Guangjing stood with his hands clasped behind his back, gazing toward the distant Langya Royal Mansion.

’As long as neither of those two gets their hands on it, this isn’t a bad outcome.’

Lu Guangjing thought for a moment before a smile spread across his face.

’It’s better that it’s lost. This thing is useless to me anyway. The only thing that matters is that the Seventh Prince doesn’t get his hands on it. I wager he’ll tear this city apart to find it.’

Lu Guangjing pondered for another moment. ’Someone must have found it. Judging by how desperate they were when confronting me, they can’t be the ones who have it. Don’t tell me there’s a fourth party involved?’

"We’ve done enough. It’s time to go. Our losses tonight were significant. Lu Yunqing is getting trickier to deal with."

The sword-carrying man looked into the distance, sensing many powerful experts rushing toward them. His gaze hardened. "I’m afraid Prince Chongwen won’t let this go so easily."

"Their combined strength is too formidable to handle. We cannot engage. Retreat immediately! Break out!"

「That night.」

The common folk only sensed the sky flash brilliantly before plunging back into darkness, leaving them all terrified and uneasy.

The various Deities of the Imperial Capital also remained silent, showing no intention of interfering.

Under the night sky, the majestic Yongding River flowed, serving as a moat for the Outer City, the Inner City, and the Imperial City.

Upon a stone stele where the river entered the city stood a tall woman. A waterfall of glossy black hair cascaded from behind her, tied in a knot at her front. She possessed a perfect, flawless form, and the moonlight filtering through the river mist accentuated her ethereal aura, making her seem like a Divine Maiden.

Poised motionlessly upon the stele in the middle of the river, the woman was like a deity standing in a sacred niche.

Just then, she saw a figure in a Bronze Mask hurrying toward the riverbank.

A frown touched her brow, and with a wave of her hand...

...her silken hair melted into the river, followed by her physical form, which dissolved and vanished completely into the water.

Lu Mingyuan had fled to this spot intending only to use the river to conceal himself. ’This river is unfathomably deep,’ he thought. ’How could anyone possibly search it?’

However, a solemn and ethereal voice suddenly echoed.

"This place will not harbor you."

A cyan dress condensed from the very essence of the river wrapped around her alluring figure. As she glided across the surface, the waters of the Imperial Capital’s river began to churn, its momentum growing more powerful and ferocious, teeming with killing intent.

"The Emperor City Water God?"

Lu Mingyuan hadn’t expected to be blocked by the river’s Water God.

The Emperor City Water God watched Lu Mingyuan with a cool gaze, clearly having no intention of letting him take refuge there.

Mountain and Water Deities feared nothing more than when Immortals clashed, as such conflicts could affect the rise and fall of a region’s Destiny. On any given day, their Golden Body could be damaged, causing them to perish from the world entirely.

’This man is entangled in great karma. It’s best not to provoke him. I cannot allow him to draw the battlefield here.’

Lu Mingyuan’s expression flickered.

He had dispatched all his clones toward the Infinite Faction to draw attention away, while he himself headed for the riverbank. It was the only route not locked down by hostile auras, as this domain was presided over by a local Water God where others held no sway.

And yet, the Water God had blocked his path.

’She must be worried my presence will disrupt the destiny of these waters.’

"Lady Yong’an, if you would be so kind. He is a friend of mine."