The Black Lotus Reborn: The Entire Sect Kneels and Begs for My Forgiveness

Chapter 406 Her Achilles' Heel (Part 2)

Her voice wasn't loud, but it seemed to carry an innate dignity, and the coldness in her eyes was like frost that had never melted for a thousand years.

The crown prince was stunned, his smile instantly froze, and his heart skipped a beat.

He sensed a low pressure emanating from his master, as if he were in a very bad mood.

But after thinking it over, I realized I hadn't done anything to offend my master. What's going on?

Just as he was filled with doubt, the Crown Prince suddenly had a flash of inspiration, as if he had realized something, and his face instantly turned ashen.

Before he could think, his knees buckled, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Master, I did not mean to hide it."

The crown prince's voice trembled slightly, filled with guilt and fear.

He then realized that after boarding the spirit boat, he had been so busy with this and that he had completely forgotten about the crucial matter of revealing his identity to his master.

"But Master, how did you guess my identity?"

Does anyone else know my whereabouts?

The crown prince looked bewildered, raised his head, his eyes full of confusion, and asked in bewilderment.

At this moment, he was filled with curiosity and eager to know how his master had discovered his identity and found this heavily guarded military camp.

"Guessed it."

Ye Yunong remained calm and spoke in a light tone. In reality, it was only when she saw the uniforms of the guards in the military camp that she connected her eldest disciple with the Crown Prince Mieji.

Wow, how dramatic! I thought it was just an ordinary master-disciple relationship, but I never expected that my good disciple would be the Prince of Extinction, who plays a key role in this dramatic change. It's like the flood washed away the Dragon King's temple.

Ye Yunong and the Crown Prince had spent quite some time together, and she had a pretty good grasp of her disciple's temperament and personality.

Ye Yunong thought to herself, this kid usually devotes himself to martial arts training, he is simply a complete martial arts fanatic.

In his world, it seemed that nothing else mattered except improving one's cultivation level.

Those romantic relationships between men and women were probably nothing more than fleeting clouds in his eyes, let alone able to influence his behavior.

Therefore, it is clear that this so-called selection ceremony for imperial concubines could not have been his idea; there must be someone else behind it.

"My disciple, do you know who your master is?"

Ye Yunong's expression was cold and stern, her face as if covered with a layer of frost, and her voice was also icy cold, without a trace of warmth.

She gazed silently at the kneeling prince, her eyes deep and unfathomable, their meaning unfathomable.

This simple sentence, however, seemed to carry an invisible pressure, permeating the dimly lit tent and weighing heavily on the Crown Prince's heart.

Her question, though seemingly abrupt, was actually a test of how much the Crown Prince truly understood her, and also a assessment of whether this disciple still retained the pure bond of teacher-student affection amidst this complex situation.

Prince Mieji was stunned, his face filled with confusion, and he didn't immediately grasp the deeper meaning of his master's words.

He looked nervous and somewhat cautious, and his voice unconsciously lowered.

"Your disciple dares not address you by your given name, Master."

He held his master in high esteem and would never even consider calling him by his given name, as that would be extremely disrespectful.

"My name is Ye Yunong."

Ye Yunong remained calm, her gaze fixed on the Crown Prince on the ground, her tone utterly unperturbed.

However, the prince remained kneeling, like a statue, without changing at all.

Looking at his appearance, Ye Yunong couldn't help but feel helpless and mutter to herself,

"Well, this silly disciple probably doesn't even remember the names of those so-called princesses."

As she thought about it, her expression became a mix of exasperation and amusement.

This disciple is usually obsessed with martial arts and probably never cares about things like status and position.

After a pause, Ye Yunong spoke again, her voice still steady.

"I am a princess of the Tianlong Dynasty."

This time, her tone was more serious.

The atmosphere inside the tent instantly became even more heavy after her brief words, as if even the air itself was thinned by the oppressive atmosphere.

The prince remained lying stiffly on the ground, and the surroundings were extremely quiet.

After a long while, he seemed to be struck by lightning, his whole body trembled violently, and he finally came to his senses.

His eyes widened in disbelief, and his voice trembled slightly with shock.

"Master! Are you the Heavenly Dragon Princess who ran away from her arranged marriage?"

In his mind, the Heavenly Dragon Princess's elopement was a momentous event...

The prince's chaotic thoughts were now spinning wildly like rapidly rotating gears.

Suddenly, as if struck by lightning, he jolted violently and finally came to his senses.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, as if all the color had been drained from it, and his lips trembled slightly uncontrollably.

"wrong!"

The crown prince was screaming inwardly, "How could I have been so foolish!"

He finally remembered that the master in front of him was Princess Tianlong, and at this moment, he was actually accompanying his third brother, leading a large army to attack his master's maternal home—the Tianlong Dynasty.

This is utterly outrageous and unforgivable!

"Master, your disciple deserves to die."

The crown prince's voice was choked with sobs, filled with regret.

As soon as he finished speaking, he banged his head heavily on the ground, again and again. The thumping sound of his head hitting the ground was particularly clear inside the tent.

"I didn't run away from the wedding." Ye Yunong looked quietly at her flustered and self-reproachful apprentice.

Seeing his reaction, he was very satisfied and thought to himself, it seems that he really made the right choice in taking this disciple, as he can still be clear-headed in critical moments.

"Ah! Master, you didn't run away from the wedding?"

The crown prince was taken aback, his face full of confusion.

Then, as if he suddenly realized something, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, only to turn into anger.

"Master, don't worry, I'll go and divorce that woman right away."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly stood up, turned around and was about to rush out, as if he was about to depose the so-called Crown Princess at any moment.

“Come back. I’ve come to find you, not to be your crown princess.”

Seeing this, Ye Yunong spoke slowly and deliberately, her voice not loud, but carrying an undeniable authority.

The prince's steps froze instantly, as if he had been frozen in place.

"Your Crown Princess killed two of my young attendants." Ye Yunong's expression hardened, a cold glint flashed in her eyes, and her voice turned cold.

Upon hearing this, the Crown Prince's eyes widened instantly, his anger burning fiercely within them, and his aura surged violently.

Without saying a word, he turned around and grabbed a handful of spiritual weapons from the weapon rack. The spiritual weapons hummed in his hand, as if they could also sense their master's overwhelming rage.

"Master, don't worry, I'll go and kill that woman right away."

He gritted his teeth and spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice filled with determination. He lifted his foot and was about to rush out again, looking as if he would not rest until he killed the Crown Princess.