The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Emperor Tai'an: "How can a grandson of the Marquis of Zhenxi come to Tianqi City but not to see me?"

Li Changsheng pointed his finger directly and said: "Then go and ask the Zhenxi Marquis for his crime. Anyway, you have already killed one brother, so you won't have to worry about killing a second one."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Tai'an threw his teacup on the table. Li Changsheng sarcastically said, "Hey, Your Majesty, why are you putting on such a fuss in front of me? Don't worry, Baili Dongjun won't stay in Tianqi City forever. I plan to take him away and travel around. He won't be back for a few years."

Emperor Tai'an: "Mr. Ke is the chief priest."

Li Changsheng: "Since you are leaving, there will naturally be someone more suitable to take the position of chief priest. Goodbye!" After saying that, he turned around.

Emperor Tai'an: "What if I insist on keeping him?"

Li Changsheng said calmly without even turning his head: "Then you can try."

Seeing this, Emperor Tai'an slowly stepped down from the dragon throne and said, "Sir, do you sometimes feel that you are a little too strong?"

Li Changsheng smiled and turned his back to him: "Hey, is that so?"

Emperor Tai'an looked at Li Changsheng's back with a burning gaze: "I feel that only in front of you, you are like a king."

Li Changsheng pointed to the sky and said, "I am an immortal banished from heaven. Kings of the world please don't embarrass me." Then he left the hall.

But he didn't expect to be intercepted by Zhuoqing on the way, but he couldn't even withstand a glance from Li Changsheng. Then came the National Master, but the National Master didn't really want to fight with Li Changsheng, he just came for show. Although he couldn't beat Li Changsheng, the two chatted for a while. Not to mention the army behind, Li Changsheng solved it with one move. When they reached the top of the city wall, a turn around on the stance scared Emperor Tai'an so much, he thought he was going to die, but Li Changsheng just slapped them, warned them not to have any ideas about Baili Dongjun, and left. But he didn't expect that if there was no National Master, they probably wouldn't understand what that meant?

At this moment, Emperor Tai'an felt as if a dark cloud had enveloped his heart. A sense of frustration surged like a tide, threatening to overwhelm him. Whether facing Mo Lvyi's cold and arrogant attitude, thinking of Li Changsheng's unfathomable strength, or recalling the actions of Ye Dingzhi and Baili Dongjun, he felt a deep sense of fear and resentment.

On the morning of the second day, sunlight filtered through thin clouds, scattering down onto the earth. Sikong Changfeng and Wei Luoli walked side by side, quickly heading towards Baihua Tower. Along the way, both seemed to be filled with anticipation, yet also a touch of trepidation.

Soon, they arrived at Baihua Tower. As soon as they entered, Linglong, who was busy at work, noticed him. Knowing he was looking for her young lady, she hurried to report him. After the two of them entered, Feng Qiuyu immediately noticed a strange man accompanying Sikong Changfeng. The man stared at her intensely, his face brimming with excitement.

Feng Qiuyu frowned slightly upon seeing this, wondering, "Who is this guy? Why is he staring at me so rudely?" However, she was already accustomed to situations like this; after all, most men would make such an inappropriate expression when they saw her. So, she simply glanced at Wei Luoli, then turned her gaze to Sikong Changfeng, waiting for him to explain.

However, Sikong Changfeng seemed to be completely unaware of Wei Luoli's embarrassment, and said to Feng Qiuyu, "Miss, this is Wei Luoli." After that, he signaled Wei Luoli with his eyes to talk to Feng Qiuyu.

Feng Qiuyu stared at the man in front of him with wide eyes, wondering if there was something wrong with his brain. Just yesterday, he had mentioned the name Wei Luoli to him, and he had never expected that in just one night, he would find a so-called "Wei Luoli" for him.

Feng Qiuyu couldn't help but yell at Sikong Changfeng, "I'm calling you! I just told you about Wei Luoli yesterday, and you just picked someone to impersonate him today. Don't you know that's really outrageous? Are you mentally ill?"

Sikong Changfeng, accused, looked innocent and aggrieved. He opened his mouth, ready to explain. However, before he could speak, the "Wei Luoli," who had been standing silently nearby, suddenly spoke up. He slowly and unhurriedly recounted every detail of his time with Feng Qiuyu, describing every little thing and every detail with perfect accuracy.

At first, Feng Qiuyu's face was filled with shock when she heard these words. But as the other person continued to talk, those beautiful memories flooded back to her heart like a tide, and her expression gradually changed from surprise to joy. Unconsciously, tears slowly slid down her cheeks, like pearls from a broken string.

Seeing this, Sikong Changfeng silently withdrew from the conversation. He turned and walked towards the Jixia Academy, his steps heavy. When he reached the gate, he stopped involuntarily. Looking at the gate, Sikong Changfeng felt a conflicted feeling, the urge to step in and the desire to retreat intertwined. After much hesitation, he still didn't have the courage to step forward. He could only stand there quietly. After a moment, he was about to turn around and leave, but at that moment, Li Changsheng walked out.

Li Changsheng called out, "Young man." Sikong Changfeng turned around and saw a white-haired old man coming out. He pointed at him and said, "You can become a spear immortal in the future."

Sikong Changfeng looked at him and asked, "Who are you?"

Li Changsheng: "Me, hehe, I am Li Changsheng."

When Sikong Changfeng heard the name, he immediately stepped forward and saluted, saying, "Mr. Li...Mr. Li."

Then he looked up and asked him, "Sir, I don't have a gun on me now. How did you guess that I was using a gun?"

Li Changsheng waved his finger and pointed at him, "Because you have the gun intention."

Sikong Changfeng seemed to be thinking: "Spear intention?"

Li Changsheng pointed to the Jixia Academy and asked him, "Are you here to look for Dongjun?"

Sikong Changfeng looked hesitant, as if he felt a little inferior because of his background.

Li Changsheng seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "Young man, don't think so much. You are a wanderer in the world, and he is a son of a noble family. In the eyes of ordinary people, you are very different, but---this is an academy, and everyone in the academy is a student. Among students, no matter their status, they are all classmates. Jixia Academy welcomes you, the little spear master." As he said that, he patted his shoulder.

Sikong Changfeng looked at the hand on his shoulder, suddenly smiled, then lowered his head and said, "Thank you, sir."