The rag picking sister turned out to be a weapon refiner

"Bang--"

"..." The loud noise made Hu Xingtong, who was originally sleeping soundly, sit up instantly. His originally unclear mind became clear in an instant. After looking around, he fixed his eyes on the door.

At the door, Tan Yuruo and Han Qianyu were standing there holding a gong, and even the drumstick in Tan Yuruo's hand was still resting on the gong's surface.

Haha, waking someone up is no different from killing someone.

Hu Xingtong looked at the two of them, feeling helpless as he wanted to take action but didn't dare. He could only rub his hair in annoyance and hum in dissatisfaction.

"Senior Sister, get up. If you don't leave now, you will miss the opportunity." Tan Yuruo came to Hu Xingtong and combed her hair with ease.

"Oh... I'm really sleepy. I slept very late last night." Hu Xingtong sighed helplessly, thinking about explaining to save his image.

However, Han Qianyu didn't give her this face: "Junior sister, Jindan stage cultivators no longer need sleep and food, so how can you say you are sleepy?"

"Ahhhhhhh——" Hu Xingtong was going crazy. The bad temper he had been holding back for a long time was completely released by Han Qianyu's scolding.

"Senior Sister! I'm just sleepy, woo woo woo, even cultivators can sleep and eat!"

"Quiet!" A hand pressed down on his head, and a voice of suppressed anger came from above his head. Hu Xingtong shuddered inexplicably and became quiet in an instant.

It was strange. She had just felt an extremely cold murderous intent, as if it came from her junior sister.

[Xingxing, stop messing around. Be careful, Tan Yuruo might kill you one day.] Chen Wu warned cautiously, and even Hu Xingtong could sense her worry.

"Why? Junior sister won't kill me, will she?" Hu Xingtong didn't believe it and was determined to get an explanation.

[Because she cultivated the Way of Killing...]

Hu Xingtong: Uh...

"Junior sister, don't be angry, I won't make trouble anymore." Hu Xingtong immediately tried to please the person behind him, not for anything else, but for his own life.

"Senior Sister, please be good. I will comb your hair again. If you keep moving, it won't look good." Tan Yuruo's tone returned to its usual friendly tone, and Hu Xingtong breathed a sigh of relief. At least her life was saved.

After Tan Yuruo finished combing Hu Xingtong's hair, the four brothers packed up and did not stop. They each used their own means to choose the fastest way to meet Xiao Yuheng.

As the distance got closer, the outline of Jindu gradually became clearer.

After arriving in Jindu, the group did not head directly to the palace, but instead found a secluded inn as a temporary base. Hu Xingtong suggested meeting privately with Xiao Yuheng first to understand his true thoughts before deciding on the next course of action.

As night fell, the inn was brightly lit. Hu Xingtong and his companions changed into casual clothes and headed to the agreed location together.

The advantage of being a monk is probably that he can conceal his presence in the imperial city where there are many spies.

Who would have thought that in the heavily guarded imperial city, four people were swaggering around looking for Xiao Yuheng's residence. Fortunately, Xiao Yuheng was the prince, and the prince had his own palace.

So, just as Xiao Yuheng took off his robe and prepared to meditate and go to bed, he keenly sensed a fluctuation of spiritual power, and the next moment, the barrier in the Prince's Mansion rose.

"Senior brothers and sisters, and junior sister, why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Xiao Yuheng was a little surprised when he saw the people coming. The four people in front of him should have said that they would meet tomorrow.

Sun Ze and Han Qianyu, who were in the lead, did not say anything, but just moved aside to make room for Hu Xingtong behind them.

Seeing this, Xiao Yuheng knew that they were looking for him for urgent matters. He immediately became serious and looked at the center of the group - Hu Xingtong.

"Third Senior Sister, what can I do for you?"

Hu Xingtong looked up at him, and Xiao Yuheng only saw a seriousness in her eyes that was different from usual, as if the matter was very serious.

"Xiao Yuheng, I just want to ask you one question." Hu Xingtong rarely called out his full name, and Xiao Yuheng became even more focused, afraid of missing a word or two. He pricked up his ears and stared at Hu Xingtong's mouth.

"Xiao Yuheng, if you don't consider the wishes of the common people, and the opinions of your father and your mother's family, would you want to take that high position above everyone else?"

This question was very direct, but Xiao Yuheng didn't care. He only cared about what Hu Xingtong meant.

"Why do you ask that, Senior Sister?"

Hu Xingtong didn't intend to hide it from everyone, and directly expressed his thoughts: "Master asked me to watch over you and Junior Sister before he left the mountain. Now that you are facing a life decision, I naturally need to follow Master's orders and care for you. You only need to answer me this question, whether you are willing or not. If you don't want to, I have a way to help you get out, and it won't cause any conflict between you and your brother. If you are willing, then you can stay and be the Hundred-Year Emperor. After you have fulfilled your responsibilities, you can come back on your own."

Hu Xingtong's question was direct, and Xiao Yuheng fell silent. His eyes moved between the four of them, and finally, as if he had figured something out, he lowered his eyes and said with relief, "I have never wanted to be a prince since I was a child. I love mountains and rivers, I love scenery and no one, but I don't love power and authority. But as the eldest son of Liguo, my mother, my father, and even my uncle have high hopes for me. I think this question will never be answered for me. I want mountains and rivers, and I also want to take responsibility. But if my father is willing, I am willing to put down my burden and return to Fanyun Sect with you. I will not be a prince or a prince, but just the fourth disciple of that altar Luo Xianzun."

Hu Xingtong chuckled. Xiao Yuheng's words were undoubtedly telling him that he didn't want to be the emperor. In this case, the task assigned to him and his junior sister should be easily completed. "Well, in that case, you will do as I say. For now, continue to be the crown prince as before. When we find an opportunity and everything is ready, you can do as I say..."

……

No matter how Xiao Yuheng and his companions make trouble in the palace, it has nothing to do with Hu Xingtong.

At this moment, Hu Xingtong and Yan Hui were wandering around Jindu. They were afraid of being noticed, so they even used the invisibility spell.

Along the way, Hu Xingtong kept her scanning eyes on, not for any other reason but to look for treasures while walking, to see if she could find some spiritual objects with spiritual energy or innate energy that she could encounter by chance.

However, Hu Xingtong also had a goal. That night, Chen Wu told her that the Xiao royal family was at the peak of their fortune, and in Xiao Yuheng's generation, there were two princes with the fortune of the emperor. Therefore, this led to the scene of the two brothers fighting each other in the future.

Because the appearance of two people with imperial luck means that there can't be two tigers in one mountain, unless one is male and the other is female, one of them will die. If you want to break the deadlock, you must find a way to strip the imperial luck from one of them, and this person is undoubtedly Xiao Yuheng.

But stripping away luck is tantamount to destroying one's talent. The stripping away of the emperor's luck means that Xiao Yuheng's talent for cultivating immortals has been taken away. From then on, the road of cultivation will be long and full of hardships.

To this end, Hu Xingtong consulted various documents provided by the system, and sent a message to the seventh elder who was far away in the sect to ask for many ancient secret scrolls stored in the Sutra Library. Finally, he found two ways to crack the code.

One is to remove the luck from the sealing runes stored in the spiritual weapon, and the other is to transfer and preserve the growth-type formation that preserves the luck. Hu Xingtong thought, after all, he is his junior brother, so he might as well make a spiritual weapon for him. This will not only make it easier to remove his luck to help himself complete the side quest, but also help him hide from others, help him get what he wants, and stay away from the imperial power.

Whether it is refining weapons or drawing talismans and formations, a certain amount of imperial dragon energy is needed. In Jindu, the places with the strongest dragon energy are the bedrooms of the crown prince and the emperor in the imperial city, and the imperial tombs where emperors of all dynasties stayed after their death. So, at this moment, Hu Xingtong is on the way to find the imperial tombs.