Luck taken away? It doesn't matter, I quietly become a god

You should be able to guess who it is from this picture of F6 descending the mountain from Jixia Academy, right?

The mission is scheduled for tomorrow morning.

That night, Rong Shu and the other six, unusually, did not cultivate. Instead, they began packing their belongings, taking everything they could carry from the cave, and properly storing the things they could not carry, adding a small dust-proof array.

"I'm going down the mountain tomorrow, what new clothes should I wear?" Lu Zhuo stood in front of a row of wardrobes, preparing a hundred outfits to wear when he left the academy.

[This...and this...]

Si Chenbi was packing small gift boxes, preparing to take them back to the Si family home and distribute them to her father, grandfather, grandmother, uncles, aunts, cousins, and other relatives...

……

As the new sun rose, six young figures left the inner mountain, rushing excitedly toward the academy's gate.

"Come on, let's have a competition and see who gets out of the mountain gate first!"

"Peacock, you cheated! You even ran away?!"

With the most elegant and dashing posture, Lu Zhuo flew out of the academy's mountain gate first, riding his sword. "This young master... has finally come out!"

"For sixty years, my magnificent figure has never appeared. It is truly a great regret of Zhongzhou."

Behind Lu Zhuo, the others walked out of the academy one after another.

Duan Yuyan rolled her eyes and retorted, "Stop being so vain, you peacock! Let's think about where we should go for some fun next!"

Beside him, Si Chenbi's eyes gleamed with eagerness. He raised his right hand: "[...To the Si family, I'll lead the way.]"

"I want to go to the Jinxiu Pavilion in the capital of Shenfeng first. After being imprisoned for sixty years, there must be a lot of new clothes coming out there..." Lu Zhuo touched his handsome face, which hadn't been pampered in a long time, with a pained expression.

"How about we go get a nice meal?" Feng Qianli suggested.

"Eat, eat, all you do is eat! You've eaten all the Seven Treasures Chicken from Uchiyama! If you keep this up, the teacher will be coming with his ruler..."

Seeing their excited faces, Rong Shu had to speak up and remind them, "Stop thinking about it. Let's go to Junque Mountain first. We can go play somewhere else after we finish the task assigned by Senior Sister Yun Shu."

"If we delay the mission, Senior Sister Yun Shu will skin us alive when we get back."

Just imagining the scene, the group immediately became obedient and nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's do it that way! We'll go and come back as soon as possible!"

……

On their way to Junque Mountain, Rong Shu and his group of six took a moment to check the personal profiles of the top eight finalists of this year's competition.

[Leader: Baili Xuanfeng, the Nineteenth Princess of the Jinghong Dynasty]

Second place: Ao Hanzhu, Ao family

Third place: Ren Xiaoyao, Suixin Academy

Fourth place: Bei Muruixue, Princess of Lianxing Prince's Mansion of Haixi Dynasty

Fifth place: Qin Chengce, a disciple personally taught by the dean of Wenxin Academy.

Sixth place: Feng Qingyun, Feng family

Seventh place: Yan Dongliu, Yan family

Eighth place: Di Mushan, the thirteenth prince of the Divine Wind Dynasty

Rong Shu casually pointed to the title of the leader and asked, "The nineteenth princess... is this the offspring of Empress Jinghong?"

"Rong Shu, why are you asking such a silly question? She's already a princess. If she's not the Empress's offspring, what else could she be?"

Rong Shu: "..." Wasn't she just curious? She was afraid another Baili Yan would come.

"Who is this Ren Xiaoyao? His name sounds so cool, I've never heard of him before..." Lu Zhuo stared at the most 'cool' name on the list, his eyes wary.

Damn it, is there anyone more elegant than him? And who can even show off?

“Qin Chengze, I remember he didn’t participate in the last competition because he was injured during training. This year he just barely made it, turning two hundred years old to participate…” Xing Xue only recognized this person; she had met him a few times at the academy.

“Rong Shu, look! One of the top eight is the thirteenth prince of the Divine Wind Dynasty. Di Mushan is currently the youngest prince. He and the seventh prince are born of the same mother, which is quite rare…” Duan Yuyan winked at Rong Shu.

Rong Shu: "Are there very few princes and princesses born of the same mother in the Divine Wind Imperial Family?"

Duan Yuyan: "Of course. In the palace, there are three thousand beauties. Emperor Shenfeng is not a monarch who indulges in beauty. It is already a great blessing for him to conceive and give birth smoothly, let alone to conceive two princes and raise them to adulthood."

"Rong Shu, you know the Divine Wind Archery, and you were publicly bestowed the title of Princess Xihe at the Heroes' Gathering. You're practically a member of the Divine Wind Royal Family, right? Should we go and say hello later?"

Upon hearing this, Rong Shu rolled his eyes: "Do I look that idle? Besides, my fifth senior brother is the Crown Prince of Shenfeng. Do you think the relationship between the Crown Prince and an ordinary prince would be very good?"

Wherever there are people, there is conflict and strife.

Although Rong Shu had little contact with places like the royal family, there were over a hundred mortal dynasties in the vast Central Continent. When he was cultivating at Zhanming Mountain, Xiao Zi'an was afraid that Rong Shu would be bored, so every few days he would find all sorts of gossip to share with Rong Shu. Among them were the intrigues and power struggles within mortal dynasties and aristocratic families, which were as exciting as storybooks.

In the royal family, not only between brothers and sisters, but even between fathers and sons, estrangement and suspicion are inevitable.

The father-son relationship between Shenfeng Dijun and Di Chuchen is quite rare, so rare that it can inspire envy, jealousy, and even hatred.

“That’s true. Although your fifth senior brother’s position as crown prince is currently secure, it’s hard to guarantee that the other princes won’t harbor any thoughts of vying for the throne.”

Duan Yuyan traveled through Zhongzhou in his early years, and he was certainly not a naive and innocent person. He was just a quick-witted and talkative person who couldn't stand being left out, so he made a joke.

Feng Qianli raised a question: "Hasn't Crown Prince Shenfeng already gained the approval of the divine artifact? How can the other princes still dream of the throne?"