Yinshan Record

Chapter 409 Taking a Step Back, Yu Li is Approaching (Part 2)

Madam Xie's words revealed a confidence that made Wang Jian feel as if he were being pricked by needles all over his body.

"If Su Che were to bring up the Prince of Wuling, things would fall apart."

Wang Jian looked at Madam Xie.

He knew that his wife was so powerful that she was beyond her status as the "eldest daughter of the Xie family of Chenjun" in some ways, but she was also deceiving the heavens and the earth by impersonating royalty and fooling the emperor.

This was still beyond Wang Jian's imagination.

"He won't do that."

Madam Xie looked at Wang Jian with a smile: "If you were Su, and you happened to have the Prince of Wuling in your hands, what would be your first move?"

If I were Su Che, and I had the Prince of Wuling in my hands, what would I do?
Wang Jian frowned and thought for a moment.

“I will bring the Prince of Wuling back directly. As for what happened before, that will be a great achievement.”

"Yes, so why hasn't Su Che invited the Prince of Wuling back yet?"

Madam Xie looked at Wang Jian with a smile, which made Wang Jian even angrier.

It has always been like this. In front of his "wife," he was like a baby being fed, never receiving any respect, only one-sided "instruction."

"he……"

Many thoughts flashed through Wang Jian's mind, but he rejected them one by one.

Su Che wanted to rebel, so he detained the Prince of Wuling. This approach wouldn't work. If one wanted to rebel, capturing the emperor or the crown prince would be acceptable, but capturing an unfavored prince is utterly absurd.

Su Che killed the Prince of Wuling, which is even more wrong. Why would Su Che want to murder the Prince of Wuling in the first place?

The Prince of Wuling is injured? If he is injured, just send him back to recuperate. At most, he will be accused of failing to protect the Prince, and the merits and demerits will cancel each other out. No matter what, the emperor will not use this as an excuse to attack the Su family of Duling.

Wang Jian eventually came up with a few possibilities that seemed most realistic.

"What you mean, Madam, is that Su Che also discovered it..."

"What? Does my husband think it's impossible?" Madam Xie picked up the book and carefully put it away. "Su Che is, after all, a disciple of Huang Tiandao Yu Lizi Zhenren. He is a disciple of the orthodox Xuanmen sect and it is only natural that he has a wide range of knowledge. It is not surprising that he could recognize a man-made demonic fetus."

"How many days did he study under Yu Lizi? That person returned to Huangtian after only a few days to guard the gates of Huangtian Dao. Are you saying that Yu Lizi could withstand the attacks of thousands of heavenly demons and even the Lord of the End of Dharma while still having the energy to teach Su Che?"

"Oh, that's not the point."

Madam Xie shook her head with great regret, seemingly quite disappointed in Wang Jian.

That attitude again.

Wang Jian clenched his fists in anger, but could only listen quietly.

"My husband probably felt the battle in the sky just now. Su Che, the playboy from Jiankang who hasn't been taught by Yu Lizi for more than a few days, just killed a Core Formation cultivator. Whether you like it or not, that's a fact."

"The fact is that Yu Lizi didn't have time to teach Su Che a lesson, so he killed a fifth-grade Core Formation expert. So whether he is really a reincarnation of a great power or there is someone else behind him, he has already accomplished it. For someone who has been cultivating for a short time and has already established himself as a key figure, and then killed a Core Formation expert, I would further believe that he can also see the problems in the Prince of Wuling."

Madam Xie looked at Wang Jian and advised, "Some things don't need to be 100% accurate; 50% or 60% is enough."

Wang Jian did not reply; he simply listened quietly.

“So, in the future, when you deal with Su Che, you might as well assume that Su Che already knows that the Prince of Wuling is a demonic fetus.” “He knows? Won’t that affect us…”

Madam Xie said quietly, "It shouldn't be. After all, he shouldn't be involved in that kind of thing yet, and Old Su wouldn't let him get involved in these matters. I watched Su Che grow up. He didn't have these cunning thoughts back then. If I wasn't sure that there was no replacement, I would really think that this was a substitute that Old Su found from somewhere."

"Zhu'er, since you will be impersonating the Prince of Wuling in the future, you should know that there are three types of scions from aristocratic families. The first-class scions are those who establish themselves through military merit, those who are willing to die in battle but never remain unknown. Take, for example, the eldest son of the Su family of Duling, isn't he currently fighting a fierce battle in the north?"

"The second type is to serve in the Qingliu Wenxuan (a selection of scholars for the Qingliu school of literature). They do not seek any merit, but rather to be tactful and shrewd in handling affairs. Such people should be kept to inherit the family business, just like the second son of the Su family of Duling."

“Miss, there’s no need to say more. The third type is like our family’s ancestor, and that young master Su. They should be kept as heirs to carry on the family line, right? So that the first two types are busy with their adventures and training, and the family line might accidentally die out.”

"Don't be so narrow-minded." Madam Xie smiled gently. "Actually, the royal family is the same. Prince Wuling is one of the third type of people."

A burst of silvery laughter came from Zhu'er's side, sending chills down Wang Jian's spine, while at the same time he gritted his teeth.

This small courtyard chilled and shattered Wang Changshi's heart. Instead of the Censorate office where he was supposed to be, he was greeted by an unexpected guest.

Xue Baizhi, dressed in a Taoist robe, carefully examined the furnishings in the room.

A white jade paperweight, pine ink with a faint fragrance, a bookshelf carved from an old tree over countless years, a calligraphy brush with a unique charm, and antique-style ornaments: a brass incense burner, a painting of a lone fisherman on a small boat, and several jade pendants hanging on the wall.

All of this was completely unfamiliar to the Taoist priest who had been cultivating in seclusion on Yuyang Mountain for many years, but she could still see the wonder of these things.

"I've kept my junior disciple waiting."

Xiong Shou, dressed in an official robe, walked in hurriedly from outside the door.

Yuyang Mountain is a legitimate branch of the Xuanmen sect. There are no rules for ranking seniority based on cultivation. There is no situation where the master is a Huan Dan (Returning to the Core Formation) disciple and everyone changes their relationship to that of brothers after the disciple achieves the Huan Dan.

Cultivation is cultivation, and seniority is seniority. There's no reason to reverse the father-son relationship just because the father is a seventh-rank official and the son is a third-rank official.

Xiong Shou and the current head of Yuyang Mountain were both disciples of Yuyang Mountain. They addressed each other as fellow disciples when they were on the mountain. Now that he has met Xue Baizhi, although he cannot put on the airs of a senior uncle, he still has to address her as a junior nephew.

"Uncle-Master, you have quite the refined taste."

Xue Baizhi came from a wealthy family, which was originally a powerful clan in the area, so she could naturally tell that Xiong Shou's room was carefully decorated.

"It was just my subordinates acting on their own. They thought I liked this and went to great lengths to come up with it. I couldn't very well go against their wishes." Xiong Shou also spoke frankly: "If my junior disciple doesn't like it, I'll just have them change it later."

"A good thing is a good thing, why would you want to exchange it for something else?"

Xue Baizhi pointed upwards and said, "Uncle-Master, could it be that just now..."

"Sigh, I can only watch from afar."

Xiong Shou shook his head.

When a master at the Rejuvenation Pill level reveals their Qi and uses all their strength to attack, the world will naturally sense it, and nothing can be hidden from them.

Su Che and the Dwarf Taoist had a battle in the sky, which not only Sikong Tu and the others could sense, but Xiong Shou and Xue Baizhi, who were sitting in Cizhou City, could also sense it clearly.

"Is that Xiao Su? He's really sharp; his Xuan Yin techniques are quite impressive."

Xue Baizhi nodded.

"What, you suspect he's Zuo Lengchan?" Xiong Shou shook his head and said, "He's only been cultivating for a few years, he couldn't possibly be that kind of old monster. You don't know this Third Young Master Su, his name is known to everyone in Jiankang..."

(End of this chapter)