The carefree sixth prince, my father respectfully invites me to ascend the throne.

Ayman's illusions were completely shattered. Yang Ling only needed three days to make all the barbarians on the western border submit to him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yang Ling expanded his army of soldiers tenfold.

With an army of 100,000 men at once, even Yang Ling was getting a little cocky. If he trained these men for a while and equipped them with new firearms, wouldn't it be a piece of cake for them to march east into the Central Plains?

"Your Highness, now that the various states have been pacified, what should we do next?"

An Yu and Mr. Zhuge looked confident. Now that they had such a powerful trump card, why not seize the opportunity to take over the surrounding provinces of Liangzhou?

However, doing so would be too risky for Yang Ling. He wanted to secretly accumulate strength and didn't want to expose his ambitions so soon.

"Now that the foreign lands have been pacified, we must thoroughly clean up those in Liangzhou who are not of one mind with us."

Yang Ling smiled slightly, knowing that her current identity was already dead.

He is now just the Divine Martial General who has led the expedition to the border of Liangzhou, not the Ninth Prince Yang Ling.

After hearing this, the two exchanged a glance, realizing that this was indeed the right thing to do.

"However, Your Highness, in what capacity will you remain in Liangzhou from now on?"

Mr. Zhuge frowned. It was time to find a reason to "revive" the Ninth Prince.

An Yu nodded slightly. She couldn't keep leading the group as the Divine Martial General forever; she needed to come up with a foolproof plan.

Yang Ling, however, didn't seem to care at all. Anyway, no one in the court cared about him. He could just find some excuse to come back to life.

“These are not the most urgent matters. One of you will stay here to build the new capital, and the other will come back to Longxi City with me. I will need to borrow the identity of the Divine Martial General for a while longer.”

After discussing it, the three decided that Mr. Zhuge would stay here to build the new capital, while Yang Ling would take An Yu back to Longxi City.

……

Prince's Mansion.

News of Chen Ming quickly reached the capital of the Great Liang Kingdom. Upon learning that the Ninth Prince had been assassinated, Crown Prince Yang Shan was extremely agitated.

"Hahaha, this guy is finally dead. Anyone who opposes this Crown Prince should die."

A look of arrogance appeared on Yang Shan's face. He had always wanted to get rid of this major threat, and now he had finally gotten rid of him.

"Your Highness, this news still needs to be verified. What if it's a conspiracy orchestrated by the Ninth Prince?"

A trusted confidant cautiously offered a reminder, but as soon as he finished speaking, Yang Shan's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes flashed with anger.

"You spoilsport! Chen Ming said he saw it with his own eyes, how could it be fake?"

As soon as Yang Shan finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked angrily to the window.

"Pass down the order to Chen Ming to find out the situation immediately, and it would be best if he could find the Ninth Prince's body for me."

Although his expression was full of anger, Yang Shan knew in his heart that although his ninth brother was not very capable, after their recent encounters, he was afraid that his brother might use some tricks against him.

Therefore, he must see the Ninth Prince's head before he can be truly at ease.

Upon hearing this, the confidant hurriedly went to do as instructed, but no sooner had he left than a man in black walked in.

"Your Highness, the person has been found. When shall we summon him?"

Upon hearing the man in black's words, Yang Shan smiled confidently. It truly was a stroke of luck; now he had the perfect combination of timing, location, and support. It was time for him to make his mark.

"Now that the person has been found, let him in as soon as possible. I, the Crown Prince, cannot wait any longer."

The man in black nodded after hearing this and quickly left.

Soon, a middle-aged man dressed in white entered from outside. His face was expressionless and cold, giving people a chilling feeling.

"Mr. Lu, I have finally found you."

Upon seeing the newcomer, Yang Shan was visibly excited. This was someone he had spent a fortune to find, and whether he could ascend to the throne depended entirely on this person.

The newcomer was none other than Lu Bai, the infamous assassin of the night.

Legend has it that this person was a Taoist priest from Wudang Mountain who possessed unparalleled martial arts skills, unmatched by anyone in the world.

It was precisely because of these rumors that Yang Shan spared no expense to hire him.

"Your Highness, what brings you to me?"

Facing Yang Shan, Lu Bai remained calm, showing no sign of feeling that he should be a subject in front of the other party.

Yang Shan also noticed this. Although he was somewhat dissatisfied, he could only endure it since the other party had come to help him.

"Please take a seat, sir. You have come all this way, and I, the Crown Prince, would not dare to neglect you in the slightest."

Yang Shan's attitude was very respectful, which made Lu Bai's heart tremble slightly. This was different from the rumors he had heard here.

"Your Highness is too kind. After all, you are the emperor and I am the subject. We must still observe this basic etiquette."

After Lu Bai finished speaking, he made a slight polite gesture, but it was only a brief polite gesture. After speaking, he sat down in front of Yang Shan, his eyes filled with a coldness as he sized up the Crown Prince in front of him.

"Sir, you flatter me. You are my honored guest, and I would not dare to be negligent in the slightest."

Yang Shan quickly spoke up, his expression showing no sign of slackening.

"Your Highness, please speak freely. I will do my best to help if it is within my power."

As an assassin, the fact that the Crown Prince paid such a high price for me meant that I wouldn't just sit in his residence for a short while.

It seems the Crown Prince wants me to help solve a major problem today.

Yang Shan smiled slightly, but didn't rush to reveal his purpose.

"I've heard that you are the best martial artist in the world, sir. Is that true?"

"Hehe, Your Highness is joking. I dare not claim to be the best in the world."

Upon hearing this, Yang Shan smiled slightly. It was the first time he had ever seen someone so humble, and he felt a surge of curiosity.

"If you are truly as valiant as the rumors suggest, then I, the Crown Prince, have a request for your assistance. I would like to know your opinion?"

When Yang Shan said this, there was a strange look on his face. When Lu Bai heard this, he frowned slightly.

He already had a pretty good idea of ​​what His Highness the Crown Prince wanted him to do; he was just waiting for the other party to say it out loud.

"May I ask how Your Highness would like me to lend you a hand?"

Lu Bai's eyes held a cold glint, and his entire being exuded a chilling aura.