923 Storm (1/2)

Chapter 923 - Storm

Those present couldn't believe their ears. Zhao Feng declined so decisively. The Fourth Prince was the most likely to become Crown Prince, but Zhao Feng declined him and was instead going to help the Ninth Prince, who was only ranked 6th. What was he thinking?

Even the Fourth Prince was surprised. He thought that Zhao Feng would at least hesitate. Furthermore, the reason Zhao Feng declined him was simple, and it was something that made others admire him. Betrayal was something that everyone hated. Were they going to made Zhao Feng a traitor?

Zhuge Yun felt slightly regretful. He was looking forward to working with Zhao Feng. If Zhao Feng was willing to join the Fourth Prince's side, then the Fourth Prince's group would become even stronger than it already was. Furthermore, the current golden-haired Zhao Feng gave him an unfathomable feeling. He couldn't help but remember the power of the Purple-Haired Demonic Duo in the Divine Illusion Dimension.

Cold sweat dripped from Butler Qi's forehead, and he felt lucky that Zhao Feng declined, otherwise he would have caused a disaster. Butler Qi looked at Zhao Feng's calm expression, and his perspective of Zhao Feng changed for the first time.

Liang Sang almost fell over.

”That brat actually declined?” Liang Sang almost went crazy. The heavens had given him such a chance, but he actually declined.

”Liang Sang, let's go and make some preparations. Let's see if we can get a spot from any of the other princes.” The Sky Pond City Lord sighed. They had missed their chance and could only depend on luck now.

”Zhao Feng, I await seeing you in the Imperial Tombs.” The Fourth Prince radiated a force as if he was challenging someone.

Zhao Feng gave a faint smile and put his hands together, but he didn't speak.

The Fourth Prince then led Zhuge Yun and left the martial arts field.

”Your Highness, Zhao Feng is extremely talented,” Zhuge Yun said in a low tone.

”I know.”

The Fourth Prince had a grim expression. How many Grandmaster Beast Tamers could control a species from the Ten Thousand Ancient Races? If his guesses were correct, that Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly should be his Thirteenth Uncle's.

Apparently, his Thirteenth Uncle treasured this Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly, but it had fallen into a deep sleep and was about to die, and yet it was extremely alive and right in front of him. From this, one could see how capable Zhao Feng was.

Furthermore, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly's supportive abilities were extremely shocking. There were many rare beasts of different eras in the Imperial Tombs, and a talented beast tamer would be extremely useful since they could control a group of super strong beasts.

”Zhao Feng won't help me unless younger brother Ninth Prince gives up on the battle for Crown Prince.”

The Fourth Prince had clear eyes. If Zhao Feng helped him, then his chances of winning would increase a bit more, but if Zhao Feng helped the Ninth Prince, the latter still wouldn't pose much of a threat.

”Thirteenth Uncle?” The Fourth Prince saw Duke Nanfeng quickly arriving.

”Your Highness Fourth Prince, was that Zhao Feng at the front?”

The Fourth Prince faintly nodded his head. He originally wanted to talk with his Thirteenth Uncle, but seeing that the latter was in a hurry, he didn't say anything and just watched as Duke Nanfeng left.

After Duke Nanfeng became a Sacred Lord two years ago, his territory expanded, and it wasn't impossible for him to join the Grand Imperial Hall in the future.

”Looks like Duke Nanfeng will very likely stand behind the Ninth Prince. The Seventh Prince will be extremely angry.” Zhuge Yun gave a faint smile. After Duke Nanfeng returned to the Imperial Palace, he and the Seventh Prince had talked many times, but to no avail. From the looks of it, Duke Nanfeng was waiting for Zhao Feng.

”Duke Nanfeng.” Zhao Feng had a joyful expression. Ever since coming here, Duke Nanfeng could be said to be the only person he was familiar with.

”My Duke, please come have a seat in the Ninth Prince's palace. Discuss anything you want there,” Butler Qi immediately followed behind and said in a respectful tone.

Under Butler Qi's guidance, Zhao Feng and Duke Nanfeng arrived at the Ninth Prince's palace.

Duke Nanfeng looked warmly at the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly. If it wasn't for Zhao Feng, the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly would still be in deep sleep right now, and perhaps it never would've woken up. He also wouldn't have been able to become a Sacred Lord.

”Congratulations on becoming a Sacred Lord.” Zhao Feng smiled and put his hands together.

”It's all thanks to your Hundred Origin Sacred Honey. Oh yeah, Zhao Feng, what's with your eye?” Duke Nanfeng gave a faint smile as he asked. He had a deep impression of Zhao Feng's eye-bloodline.

”It evolved.”

”Evolved?” Duke Nanfeng was extremely surprised. Zhao Feng's eye-bloodline was extremely strong, so an evolution would only make it even more unfathomable.

No wonder he wasn't able to see through Zhao Feng even after becoming a Sacred Lord. He didn't even dare to look at the golden eye. While Duke Nanfeng was interested in Zhao Feng's left eye, he didn't ask too much about it.

”Why are you helping the Ninth Prince?” Duke Nanfeng was slightly puzzled. This was the main reason he was here.

He didn't think well of the Ninth Prince's chances, but since they were in his palace right now, he didn't want to say that the Ninth Prince was at a very big disadvantage. Duke Nanfeng even mentioned that, if Zhao Feng was willing, he could help him gain a spot in the groups of the Thirteenth Prince, the Seventh Prince, or some other princes. He didn't know that Zhao Feng just declined the Fourth Prince a moment ago.

”It was a coincidence. I wanted to participate in the battle for Crown Prince, and the Ninth Prince wasn't very far away from me.” Zhao Feng thought about it and didn't know how to reply. He couldn't exactly say that he only joined because he wanted to kill the Thirteenth Prince, not to mention that they were right in the Imperial Palace right now.

Hearing that, Duke Nanfeng almost spat out the tea that he just drank. If he didn't know Zhao Feng well, he would think that Zhao Feng was toying with him.

”Zhao Feng, you look at everything with such a casual perspective.” This was the only thing that Duke Nanfeng could say. If it was someone else, they would be trying to obtain as many benefits as possible.

Their conversation became much smoother after that. Most of it was Duke Nanfeng introducing the situation of the Imperial Palace and the situations of the other princes to Zhao Feng. The little thieving cat and the Cloud Silkworm Saint Butterfly were talking about something on the side.