TO THE SOUTH of Da Shikong, a young man with a dark aura looming around him was sitting cross-legged on his bed. Strips of darkness rules were swirling around his whole body. Until at the moment, he was in a baffled state, albeit he was cultivating as usually as he was.
âI have already formed seven crowns, just two more and Iâll be reaching the peak, but those memories⦠where did they come from? Why do I see the master in those memories? Itâs like he was fighting himself? Or was it someone else? Then, he gotâah itâs so messy! I canât even remember every single detail.â
He rumpled his hair in frustration with his breathing getting craggier and craggier the more he thought about those memories. On that note, he also gained some methods in cultivation, which made his progress even faster.
âMy crowns are quite dark. It must be because of the darkness rules I comprehended. And because of what the senior of the Stellar Fiend Palace told me, I only comprehended the inferior rules of darkness. When the master brought someone back to life, did he use rules back then? Then, from Da Shenghou, the master was already that powerful?â he wondered, calming himself down as his thoughts came to settle in one place after trying to remember some memories that seemed to be related to his master.
âI wonder how my second junior brother was doing. Master saved him, right? I know master wouldnât leave him alone. He must have also had his revenge. Hang on there, second junior brother. I will certainly find the two of you.â.
âSaint Prince, I will now report to you the matters about the people you are searching for,â an attendant from outside his room talked.
Lin Diyuâs heart that was earlier filled with longing was now brimming with excitement. âCome in! Come in!â
When the person entered his room, the attendant was holding a piece of paper, with it the information concerning the people the Saint Prince had ordered him to find. âSaint Prince, I have located two people walking near the Dragon Emperor Palace. However, it seems like theyâre weaker than we have expected after we checked them.â
Lin Diyu showed a disappointed look on his face. When the attendant showed him a photograph of the two, he felt even more dispirited.
âYou may get out now, but continue to seek for them. I still need to cultivate,â he said. âItâs really not easy to find master. Given his cautious personality, he must be hiding right now. Or perhaps he just wants me not to find him. No matter, I must find you, master! I have doubts in my heart right now. I want to help you with all that I can, in my power, to fight with you against that person I saw in my memories that you fought.â
He needed more power! More strength to help his master resist something in the future!
On the other side of the palace, a young man holding a fan with one hand was also interrogating someone, his attendant. He had pointed and sharp eyes and had nose akin to a hawkâs beak, just almost as tall as Lin Diyu was.
âHow was it? What have you found out about that new Saint Princeâs objectives? Have you observed his attendantâs movements?â
The attendant then replied, âNo, Saint Prince. So far, there are no movements from their sideââ
âNo, he must be hiding something. It feels like heâs trying to cook something from behind. Because of his sudden presence, my position as the first successor had destabilized. This is clearly not a good thing for our side,â the young man said as he continued to elegantly fan himself. âWhat about the Fiend Emperor? Has he made any statements? I heard that he was the one who personally invited that dog of a Saint Prince to the palace from the lower realm. What a scum. He actually invited such a lowly creature to our palace?!â
The attendant remained silent as he listened to the first line of successors for the throne of the Fiend Emperor, the First Saint Prince.
âWhat about the Second Saint Prince? That idiot who provokes everyone should have already no hopes of becoming the official successor, right?â
The attendant just nodded but sooner reminded, âHowever, Your Highness, we need to be careful with the Second Saint Prince, among the three of you, I heard that he was the most ruthless.â
âOh? Whatâs your opinion about him?â the First Saint Prince asked.
âYour Highness the Second Saint Prince deserves to be called a lunatic for his unrestrained killing of others, not even hiding away from the eyes of the Fiend Emperor.â
The First Saint Princeâs eyes strangely flashed. âDo you think the Fiend Emperor likes what heâs doing?â
âI donât think so, Your Highness. Despite the personality of the Fiend Emperor of always wanting to slaughter everyone whoever opposes his path, he also doesnât want to kill his own people as he would not benefit from them at all. What he needs is another emperorâs body to absorb for his own to increase his strength,â the attendant said, matter-of-factly.
âYou, attendant, how do you know so much?â
SILENCE.
âWho do you truly work for?â the First Saint Prince continued.
âYour Highness, I always do a lot of research, spending my time in the palaceâs Fiend Library to learn more about the Fiend Emperor as well as asking questions from the people in the palace and around the palace,â the attendant sincerely replied, bowing down his head, afraid of the First Saint Princeâs wrath.
âWhy are you shaking? I havenât said anything yet. Butâ¦â the First Saint Prince trailed. âBut you know whatâs going to happen when I get mad, right? Not only will your life become involved but also your family. Donât make me ask you the same question againâ¦â His jaw snapped as he gradually walked toward where the attendant was standing, his eyes drilling into the soul of the other party.
âWho do you truly work for? Me. Or. The. Second. Prince?â