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

hiss--

Emperor Wu actually promoted Zhou She to the position of prime minister.

The ministers looked on in astonishment.

Is the Martial Emperor planning to target the descendants of the Overlord Emperor?

"I am old and frail, and no longer able to contribute my meager strength to the court."

Zhou She burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably, and knelt down, pleading...

"I humbly request Your Majesty's permission to allow this old minister to retire and return to his hometown."

“I have a ninety-year-old mother who misses her son day and night, calling my childhood name and unable to sleep at night.”

"My centenarian father is bedridden with a serious illness, like a candle flickering in the wind, his life hanging by a thread..."

Zhou She's speech stirred up sadness in the hearts of many ministers.

Many people clutched the corners of their robes and wiped their eyes.

"Ugh--"

The Emperor sighed softly, deeply moved.

"Please rise, my dear minister," he said, gesturing to Zhou She.

"It's settled now!"

The ministers, one after another, pushed Zhou She to the front row.

"Your Majesty, veteran..."

Zhou She was about to kneel down to resign when the Imperial Guards informed Zhou Yi that he requested to enter the palace.

The ministers were taken aback.

Zhou Yi disliked court assemblies and never voluntarily attended them in the morning.

Why would I come here on my own initiative today?

Zhou She was afraid of angering this killing god, so he kept his resignation to himself for the time being.

……

Zhou Yi entered the main hall.

Seeing Zhou She standing in the front row, he immediately understood.

Emperor Wu is already making plans to deal with Emperor Batian.

Ji Tiandi left behind the descendants of his mortal enemy, Ba Tiandi, and even bestowed upon them official titles and honors, leaving behind a lasting reputation.

By placing the descendant of the Overlord Emperor in the position of Prime Minister, the Martial Emperor intended to pit the two against each other.

If Zhou She doesn't take action against the ancestor, it would be tantamount to betraying the imperial court.

To lay a hand on one's ancestors is to betray one's clan and destroy one's lineage.

In this round, the Xiang family is destined to lose no matter what.

……

"Your Majesty, I have come to bid you farewell and to annihilate the Snow Mountain Sect," Zhou Yi stated his purpose for coming to the palace.

Are we really going to wipe out the Snow Mountain Sect?

The ministers were all shocked.

In terms of cultivators above the Golden Core realm, the Snow Mountain Sect even has more than the imperial court.

The opposing side has several grandmasters.

There are many immortals and demigods, and Snow Mountain God Fart is not the only one.

It can be said that the Snow Mountain Sect's strength is by no means inferior to that of the imperial court.

This kind of sect.

For thousands of years, the imperial court has never dared to annihilate it.

The Grandson of the Emperor dared to go to the far north alone to destroy the clan.

This courage is truly extraordinary.

"Wow, Prince Yi is going to wipe out the Snow Mountain Sect!"

The fourth prince's eyes lit up, and he volunteered, "Father, I am willing to accompany Prince Yi."

"Nonsense! What are you going to do?" the Emperor shouted.

"The leader of the Snow Mountain Sect has been killed. Your son is willing to... take over as their leader."

The fourth prince spoke with conviction, his eyes revealing anticipation.

This……

The ministers were both amused and exasperated.

During the Martial Arts Alliance trip, after Zhou Yi killed the alliance leader Zhu Anshi, he appointed Ji Yu as the new alliance leader.

The Fourth Prince is clearly thinking about going along to reap the benefits.

"Shut up!"

The third prince was furious at his brother's lack of ambition and glared at his fourth brother fiercely.

……

"Respectfully bidding farewell to Prince Yi!"

"May Prince Yi achieve a resounding victory and a swift success!"

All the ministers watched as Zhou Yi walked out of the main hall.

Zhou Yilai's departure was aimed at bolstering his reputation.

Let the whole world know that he is no longer in the capital.

Therefore, the bigger the scale, the better.

Watching Zhou Yi's departing figure, the Second Prince and the Sixth Prince gave a cold smile.

Turning back to face the Empress, their gazes immediately returned to humility and obedience.

……

We walked out of the palace gates.

Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow.

In front of the carriage stood Lan Xinling, dressed in a light green dress.

This disciple of Medicine King Valley is quite interesting; he insists on becoming Zhou Yi's retainer.

"Hey, Your Highness Prince Yi, I'm sticking with you!"

Seeing Zhou Yi walking over.

Lan Xinling plopped down on the car seat, making it clear that she wouldn't be allowed on the bus unless she agreed.

"Okay," Zhou Yi said with a faint smile.

"Great! You said yes!" Lan Xinling jumped up with joy.

"However, you must accept the test." Zhou Yi added the second half of his sentence.

Wu Meng chuckled and said, "If you want to join Prince Yi's mansion, you need to prove your worth."

"Yes, my expertise is in medicine."

Lan Xinling patted her flat chest and said, "Test me however you like."

"That's perfect," Zhou Yi said with a smile. "Go to the Snow Mountain Sect and poison everyone there."

"???"

Lan Xinling doubted that she had heard correctly.

Only after seeing Zhou Yi nod solemnly did she speak out:

"Our Medicine King Valley practices medicine and helps the world; we only save people and never harm them!"

Hu Die leaned out of the carriage, pulled her onto the train, and said:

"Don't listen to their nonsense, His Highness is just joking with you."

……

The wheels are rolling.

The Iron Cavalry set off, heading for the Great Snow Mountain in the far north.

inside the carriage.

Lan Xinling sat next to Hu Die on one side.

This was the first time she had sat so close to Prince Yi, and her heart was pounding.

Her rosy cheeks couldn't help but feel a slight fever.

A gentleman is modest and gentle like jade.

That must be him.

Every time she stole a glance at him, her heart raced so fast it felt like it would leap out of her chest.

"Your Highness, are you... really going to destroy the Snow Mountain Sect?" she asked softly.

Zhou Yi nodded.

“I think I should stay in the capital,” Lan Xinling said.

"Oh, why?"

"The martial arts examination is in seven days; the Mahayana Sect might..."

"How is it?" Zhou Yi asked calmly.

"Our Medicine King Valley has developed drugs that immunize against evil and death."

Lan Xinling offered her suggestion, "If we make more, it can help the people of the capital."

She came to seek refuge with Zhou Yi in order to help the people of the capital.

Unexpectedly, the other party had no intention of keeping her there.

"Come with me to the Great Snowy Mountain, and you will be able to help more people."

"Oh," Lan Xinling said, puzzled.

Being with Zhou Yi puts too much psychological pressure on me.

Since the other party didn't explain, she felt too embarrassed to ask further.

Hu Die took out the "Scripture of the Underworld" and said:

"Your Highness, are you still reading the 'Scripture of the Dead'?"

These days, Zhou Yi has been listening to and reading the "Scripture of the Underworld" to comprehend the art of resurrection.

I don't know.

Zhou Yi shook his head and said to Lan Xinling:

"Miss Lan, may I recite a passage or two from the non-secret parts of the classics of your Medicine King Valley?"

"of course can."

Lan Xinling exclaimed excitedly, "Master said that His Highness can read all the books in Medicine King Valley."

She added in her mind, "Except for a few secret manuals."

A lark-like voice drifted out from the carriage.

The "Medicine King's Manual," read aloud by Lan Xinling:

"Herbal medicines possess a spirit, and yin and yang are in harmony."

"He heals the world with his magical hands."

……

The half-demon horse moves with incredible speed.

Two days later.

The majestic and precipitous snow-capped mountains stand before me.

The pure white snow paints a picture of pristine beauty.

He had long, black hair and wore a dark python robe.

Zhou Yi was like a sharp thorn, piercing through the snow-white world.

Wearing python-patterned leather boots, firm and powerful, I climbed the steps one by one.

One white, one green, the butterfly and the blue heart accompany each other.

Si Xuan, carrying the dragon sparrow, followed closely behind.

One hundred iron cavalry guards dismounted and walked to protect him from behind.

"Snow Mountain Sect"

Above the mountain gate, three large golden characters shone brightly.

A strong aura of killing intent emanated from the air.

On either side of the mountain gate, three nuns stood with their hands clasped together, saying:

"Welcome, Your Highness Prince Yi!"

Si Xuan shook the dragon-phoenix in his hand and laughed:

"The Snow Mountain Sect is much more sensible than the Martial Arts Alliance."

He stormed Tongtian Peak and knocked down eighteen martial arts alliance disciples with a single punch.

This wonderful story has already spread throughout the world.

It became the greatest honor of his life.

The nun said:

"Our sect leader awaits His Highness Prince Yi in the Ice Palace."