After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

“Dear parents, your child has personally killed the enemy, Zhu Anshi. May you rest in peace.”

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Yi blasted Zhu Anshi into a cloud of air.

Glancing at the dozens of graves, he seemed to be talking to himself, or perhaps comforting his family in the afterlife:

"I will soon open the dragon veins and seek the art of resurrection."

"I only hope that one day, my whole family can fly to the heavens and live a carefree life, free from all undeserved calamities!"

……

The memorial service has ended.

Hu Die glanced at Zhu Anshi's destroyed earth spirit and helped Si Xuan and Wu Meng pack up their tools.

Zhou Yi smiled at her and said, "Go ahead."

"Is that alright, Your Highness?" Hu Die's eyes revealed a hint of surprise.

Zhu Anshi's earth spirit was destroyed, but the yin energy had not yet drifted away.

With the butterfly's power, it is possible to reunite them.

Zhu Anshi is a half-step terrestrial immortal, and this yin energy is extremely powerful.

She was worried that Zhou Yi would harbor resentment towards her as an enemy, so she reluctantly refrained from collecting it.

How could Zhou Yi be so petty?

Zhu Anshi has already been destroyed. If they were to reassemble, they would only be a mass of pure Yin energy without any memories.

"Come!"

Hu Die raised her slender hand and cast a spell.

A wisp of pure spiritual energy slowly coalesced. 77

Compared to before, the color is closer to white.

Moreover, it materialized into the figure of a tall, ordinary man, but his appearance bore no resemblance to Zhu Anshi whatsoever.

"receive!"

Hu Die happily shook the Kunling Mirror.

call out--

The spirit was absorbed into the bronze mirror.

The Kunling Mirror immediately regained its lively appearance.

Amazing!

Si Xuan and Wu Meng were astonished by Hu Die's move.

They clearly sensed that the re-formed spirit was no less powerful than the two of them.

Hu Die has only been practicing the "Netherworld Scripture" for a few days.

This unpredictable skill left the two men feeling inferior.

Previously, everyone thought that Hu Die had extremely low talent in cultivation.

It turns out, she just hadn't encountered a cultivation method that suited her.

This is truly a case of not cultivating for twenty years, but cultivating for one day is equivalent to more than ten years for others.

Prince Yi and Hu Die, a pair of perverts.

……

Back in the lobby.

A servant came to report:

“Your Highness Prince Yi, Minister Zhang requests an audience and is waiting outside the door.”

"Let him in," Hu Die said.

Vice Minister Zhang is none other than Zhang Pengzu.

This guy, after helping Zhou Yi tidy up the mansion on the first day Zhou Yi returned to the capital, never showed up again.

It didn't take long.

Zhang Pengzu walked in, swaying as he waved a folding fan.

However, he looked somewhat guilty.

"Greetings, Prince Yi." He casually cupped his hands in greeting.

"Brother Zhang, please have a seat."

Hu Die invited him to sit opposite Zhou Yi and offered him a cup of fragrant tea.

"Ahem, ahem, that..."

He folded up the paper fan, then flicked it open again and again, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Si Xuan sat at the lower end and smiled:

"What's wrong? Your Highness ran away a few days ago because you weren't favored?"

"Now that no one can defeat you, you've come knocking on our door again?"

"What kind of talk is this?" Zhang Pengzu jumped up as if he had been stepped on by a cat.

"I... I, Lao Zhang, was just about to say this."

He said solemnly, "A couple of days ago, the old man locked me up at home, with two Golden Core cultivators guarding the door..."

Zhou Yi smiled, remaining silent as he watched him earnestly explain.

When he first returned to Beijing, the situation was extremely unfavorable for him.

It's understandable that Mr. Zhang didn't want his son to get too close to him.

Zhang Pengzu's father was named Zhang Anshi, who served as Minister of the Imperial Secretariat.

During the morning court session, Feng Ji nearly fainted several times due to anxiety, and it was always Feng Ji who helped him up.

Zhou Yi was well aware that the father and son were trustworthy.

Even if Zhang Pengzu didn't come, Zhou Yi was just about to send someone to find him.

Mahayana Buddhism is making such a fuss.

The Underworld Clan simply used a cloud of deathly mist to surround the imperial city.

Emperor Wu fought in the south and north, expanding the territory. In terms of military ability, he was second only to Emperor Ji.

Therefore, it's impossible that he didn't have a counterattack plan.

However, Zhou Yi was naturally not taken into account in the years of secret planning by both sides.

Zhou Yi was very worried.

With his status as a near-immortal on earth residing in the imperial city, the Mahayana sect and the Underworld race would hesitate to act against him.

The goal of the Mahayana sect and the Underworld race is to unseal the dragon vein.

This saved Zhou Yi the trouble.

If the other party can unseal the dragon vein, that would be ideal.

If not, Zhou Yi wouldn't mind giving it a push and taking the opportunity to unseal the dragon vein.

However, the Mahayana sect manipulated evil spirits to carry out the killings, and the Netherworld race even mobilized undead, resulting in widespread death.

Ordinary people are powerless to defend themselves against the two sinister forces.

Zhou Yi was unaware of the court's counterattack plans.

Therefore, he wanted to leave himself some options.

To find Zhang Pengzu, you need to make some preparations in advance.

The people from Prince Yi's mansion are definitely under surveillance by their rivals.

Zhang Pengzu was a native of the capital, so he was much more discreet in his actions.

"Tsk tsk, who would believe that!"

Si Xuan pouted and said, "You must have seen our prince's strength as a half-step terrestrial immortal, right?"

"Hey, am I such a snobbish person?"

Zhang Pengzu looked aggrieved and said, "Hu Die, tell me the truth."

"Yes." Hu Die nodded solemnly.

Then, she and Si Xuan covered their mouths and laughed.

"Hey, you can't do this, you..." Zhang Pengzu shouted with increasing vigor, and his initial embarrassment had long since disappeared.

……

"Get out of here, you snob!"

Si Xuan kicked Zhang Pengzu out of the door.

Hu Die casually added two brooms, and sneered:

"You avoid the disgraced Prince Yi like the plague; you can't even reach the half-immortal Prince Yi!"

"You people, hmph... you look down on people!" Zhang Pengzu pointed at the Prince's Mansion and left, cursing.

……

Pepper Palace.

The second prince sat across from his mother, Consort Wang, at the table.

"Huai'er!"

Consort Wang looked at him with a face full of anger and disappointment, "The eldest son should be the heir, this position of crown prince should have been yours!"

"..." The Second Prince lowered his head and remained silent.

"You've been mentally impaired for twenty years because your biased father used underhanded tactics to make way for the sixth prince."

Consort Wang continued, "If you don't fight for it, he certainly won't tolerate you once he sits on the throne!"

"Mother, the Imperial Grandson Si is already a half-step immortal on earth; we cannot compete with him," the Second Prince said helplessly.

"So what? Your father wants to establish the crown prince, and has already excluded the grandson of the emperor."

"Yes, why did Father Emperor exclude the Grandson of the Si Emperor?"

"Why? It's all because that bitch Yu Gou is so cunning."

"To make your foolish father truly believe that the sixth prince has the bearing of Emperor Yao?"

"You unfilial son! Do you know how much your mother has suffered for you all these years?"

Consort Wang, overcome with emotion, cried out in a hoarse voice, "Look at my face! To keep you by my side, I've ruined myself like this..."

"Mother, I..." The Second Prince finally became emotional.

"If you do not fight, you will no longer be my son!"

Consort Wang, enraged, flung her sleeve and fell to the ground.

With tears in his eyes, the second prince helped his mother up and said, "Mother, I'll do whatever you say!"

Consort Wang, her face covered in goosebumps, gave a sinister smile and said:

"Come out, all of you, and pay your respects to your new master!"

call out--

Six figures in black robes appeared in the hall.

Beneath the hood, his face was pitch black, and red flames burned in his eye sockets.

"Greetings, Your Highness Prince Huai!"