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The carriage moved slowly along Bluestone Street, passing through two streets and three intersections. After about half an incense stick's worth of time, the speed of the carriage began to decrease further.
Before Xia Ji could ask anything, the voice of the coachman outside came first: "Your Highness the Crown Prince, there are two sedan chairs blocking the road ahead, this old servant..."
"It’s nothing," Xia Ji said dismissively. It was truly meaningless to argue with servants over such matters. "Xiu'er, go take a look."
Xia Ji pulled aside one side of the carriage curtain to glance at the scene outside and couldn't help but sigh; Shengjing City indeed became more prosperous by the day.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince, there are two sedan chairs deliberately blocking our way ahead. One of them seems to belong to the Young Lord of Duke An Guo's Residence. Should I help you deal with them?" Xiu'er said eagerly.
"Xiu'er." Xia Ji couldn't recall who the Young Lord of Duke An Guo's Residence was at that moment, but no matter how noble their status, it couldn't compare to his own. His voice turned slightly serious, "We need to be mindful of our image when we are out."
"Huh?"
Xiu'er was surprised and muttered softly, "But in the past, Your Highness, you always told me to do this."
That's right; His Highness the Crown Prince would likely inherit the throne in the future, so he should indeed be mindful of his image.
Finally, His Highness the Crown Prince had grown up and understood! Realizing this, Xiu'er hurriedly ran to the carriage door and patiently said, "May I ask whose sedan chairs are ahead? My family’s His Highness the Crown Prince is in a hurry to attend Princess Yunxi's birthday banquet. If it’s not urgent, could you please let my family’s His Highness the Crown Prince pass?"
After speaking, Xiu'er quietly waited for the other party to make way. After all, in Shengjing City, who didn't know the weight of the words "His Highness the Crown Prince"? Any person with a normal mind would know to step aside if they blocked His Highness the Crown Prince's carriage.
Three breaths later, the two palanquins ahead continued to move slowly forward. The bearers were a group of forty-something women heavily made up, each at the Body Refinement Realm. On either side of the palanquins, there were two plump women carrying flower baskets, scattering flowers into the air as they walked.
"So ostentatious!" Xiu'er snorted lightly, then reached into her spatial ring. A thirty-meter-long Qinglong Yanyue Blade suddenly appeared in her hand. She then leaped high and slashed down towards the palanquin that presumably belonged to the Young Lord of the Anguo Marquisate.
"Ah!" A group of women with faces painted like monkey bottoms screamed in shock. One stumbled, causing the palanquin to crash to the ground with a loud thud, and those responsible for scattering flowers hurriedly rolled away.
"Boom!" Even though the palanquin was made of extraordinary materials, it shattered into two pieces under Xiu'er's powerful strike.
"Xiu! Show me what you've got! If you have the ability, keep showing off!" Xiu'er turned back to her carriage, too lazy to glance back.
At that moment, the people inside the palanquin scrambled out in a flurry, shouting in embarrassment and anger, "Xia Ji, you treacherous scoundrel!"
Xia Ji felt that the voice was somewhat familiar. He pushed aside the curtain and rubbed his ears, saying, "So it's you, the repeatedly defeated subordinate. No wonder you have the audacity to seek my misfortune!"
Xia Ji recalled that this infuriating young man with a delicate face was named Chen Dingmo, who had often competed with him in the past. However, due to Chen's poor cultivation aptitude and the limited training resources he received compared to Xia Ji, Xia Ji had easily defeated him every time.
Xia Ji was too lazy to waste words with him. He glanced at another sedan chair, narrowing his eyes and asking, "What’s this? You dare to challenge me today because you called for help?"
Chen Dingmo also remembered and hurriedly ran to the remaining sedan chair, making a flattering gesture as he said, "I humbly invite Saint Void Young Master to disembark."
"What kind of person is he?" Xia Ji turned to ask Xiu'er, who shook her head to indicate that she hadn't heard of him either.
The elusive Mu Master suddenly appeared at the door of the sedan chair. Both Xia Ji and Xiu'er had become quite accustomed to his ghostly presence.
Mu Master said solemnly, "Saint Void Young Master is the contemporary figure of Great Snow Mountain. It is rumored that he possesses unparalleled talent and formidable cultivation. His Highness the Crown Prince must not underestimate him!"
Great Snow Mountain is a major power located at the far western end of the Northern Yan Dynasty and is also listed among the forces in the Xuanhuang Great World. Its strength far surpasses that of Extreme North Snowy City.
It is said that Great Snow Mountain has several true martial realm grandmasters still at their peak, and there is even a suspicion of an elder at the half-step Divine Bridge Realm undergoing a life-and-death trial. Once he connects the two bridges of heaven and earth, he could become a powerful figure in the Divine Bridge Realm known throughout the Xuanhuang Great World.
Mu Master is well aware of his responsibilities. In this competition among peers, if he were to intervene, it would easily lead to accusations of bullying the weak, which might affect His Highness the Crown Prince's future ascension to the throne.
"Please rest assured, Mu Master!" If it were before, Xia Ji might have felt anxious, but now with several Innate Skills at his disposal, he is not afraid of that life-threatening Saint Void Young Master.
"You are the only son of King Jing, the so-called waste who is rumored to be a womanizer?" Saint Void Young Master patiently waited for his servant to lift the curtain before slowly revealing himself and scrutinizing Xia Ji.
"Pfft!" Xia Ji couldn't hold back any longer, "I must say, Young Master Saint Void, your outfit is quite flamboyant!"
Dressed from head to toe in green, he looked even greener than the Hulunbuir Grassland. Coupled with his pale complexion devoid of color and the two Flower Ladies flanking him, twisting and dancing, this combination resembled a turtle and an old brothel keeper!
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