The poorest member of the Imperial Guard, the Empress begged me to embezzle.

After the man in black had gone, Murong Jian turned his head slightly to look at an irregular ripple on the pool outside the pavilion, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?"

As soon as Murong Jian finished speaking, a blurry figure appeared and disappeared on the ripples.

"Your Highness Prince Yan has a keen eye. It seems that Your Highness's own cultivation level and strength are quite remarkable."

Murong Jian sneered, "Enough with the nonsense. The Heavenly Demon Sect sent you, the Northern Kan Dharma King, here in person, so that I can lend a helping hand to the already exposed Prince Qi?"

"If this is true, then Your Majesty, please return. This is absolutely impossible!"

The North Kan Dharma King, whose true form remained hidden, laughed and said, "I also know that this is impossible. After all, who would have thought that you and that King Qi, who seem to be brothers, actually have a blood feud..."

Murong Jian frowned upon hearing this: "Shut your mouth, or I won't hesitate to make sure you can never speak again!"

The King of Uttarakhand ignored the King of Yan's threat: "I have come here today to ask you for a favor."

"Tonight, I will go to the Marquis of Champion's residence to assassinate Chu Xiu."

"As far as I know, of the palace masters of the Imperial Palace who are currently residing in the capital, only Sword Immortal Nangong Yijian remains. The other palace masters are not in the capital due to other matters."

"If I were to make a move against Chu Xiu in the capital, Nangong Yijian would surely come to the Marquis's residence to stop me once he finds out,"

"And you, Your Highness Prince Yan, happen to have a past with this sword immortal. If there is anyone in this world who has compassion for the sword immortal, apart from the emperor, it is only Your Highness."

"If Your Highness can find a way to invite the Sword Immortal to the palace and have him stay overnight, thus preventing him from rescuing Chu Xiu in time, then with my cultivation level, assassinating a mere Earth Immortal like Chu Xiu would be a piece of cake."

"If Chu Xiu dies, it will be of great benefit to both our Heavenly Demon Sect and His Highness Prince Yan, right?"

Murong Jian put down the book in his hand and pondered the risks and feasibility of the matter.

The Northern King of Dharma is right. He has indeed received favors from his predecessors and has a past connection with the sword immortal Nangong Yijian. It would not be difficult for him to host a banquet and invite him to the Marquis's residence.

However, if Chu Xiu were seriously injured or even killed while I was hosting a banquet for the sword immortal, then I would definitely be implicated!

If Chu Xiu were to die, losing such a formidable enemy would definitely be more beneficial than harmful to me!

This is worth a gamble!

Murong Jian believed in his connection with Nangong Yijian, and even Chu Xiu's death was enough for him to exonerate himself!

After all, the one who made the move was the Northern Kan Dharma King of the Heavenly Demon Sect. What did that have to do with Murong Jian?

"I agree to this matter."

Murong Jian nodded and said coldly, "If Chu Xiu is not dead, and I am exposed, what should be done?"

The Northern Khan laughed and said, "With Nangong Yijian as your witness, how could Your Highness be exposed?"

"Rest assured, Chu Xiu will surely die tonight!"

After speaking, the figure of the North Kan Dharma King vanished into the pool, the ripples subsided, and he disappeared without a trace.

Prince Murong Jian of Yan stood up, snapped his fingers, and a dark figure with a restrained aura appeared behind him.

Murong Jian asked, "Did you hear everything? This Northern Kan Dharma King's strength is about equal to yours. What do you think?"

The man in black bowed and said, "Such a silent water escape technique truly makes one a master of assassination... unless Chu Xiu can withstand a surprise attack from a Xuanxian realm expert with the power of an Earth Immortal..."

Murong Jian chuckled and said, "How is that possible?"

"Fine, let's gamble with the Heavenly Demon Sect this once. If we win, our future will be worry-free; if we lose, it'll just be a few more troubles. It's worth it!"

"Take this jade pendant and go in person to invite the Sword Immortal to the Prince of Yan's residence for a chat."

After speaking, Murong Jian took out a jade pendant from his pocket and carefully placed it on the hands of the man in black.

"Yes!"

The figure in black fled towards the direction of the offering hall.

Murong Jian turned and sat down, looking up at the sky with a forlorn expression, murmuring to himself, "Mother, though you are no longer here, I can still continue to benefit from the kindness you left behind..."

"Ugh……"

In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the sword immortal Nangong Yijian had already arrived at the Yan Prince's residence as invited.

Murong Jian had already ordered a banquet to be held to entertain the Sword Immortal.

"Your Highness, has Your Highness invited me here today because you have something important to discuss?"

Nangong Yijian drank a cup of fine wine, his slightly cloudy eyes brightening as he looked at Murong Jian and asked, "Where did this wine come from?"

Murong Jian smiled and said, "Uncle Nangong is my elder, please don't be so disrespectful to me. Just call me by my real name."

“A few days ago, I dug up this jar of unknown wine in the backyard of the Prince’s Mansion. After having someone taste it, I learned that it was Lingxi wine from Lingnan. Knowing that Uncle Shi is from Lingnan and has not returned to his hometown for many years, he must miss this taste of his hometown.”

"I invited you here today, Uncle, simply because I miss those who came before me. I invited their friends to gather here and reminisce. You need not think too much about it."

Nangong Yijian took the wine jar, filled a cup, and tasted it carefully, saying, "This wine was brewed by your mother herself. I will never forget its taste."

Murong Jian chuckled. It seemed that the Sword Immortal was indeed a nostalgic person, and this move was indeed feasible.

Although he was reluctant to give up the fine wine brewed by his mother, it was worth it to let Chu Xiu die!

"Then tonight, let this junior drink with Uncle!"

"If my mother could see this, she would be so gratified..."

Murong Jian's words directly choked back Nangong Yijian's words of refusal that were on the tip of his tongue.

Nangong Yijian sighed softly, "Very well, let's just keep her company this time..."

Meanwhile, at the Marquis of Champion's residence.

After returning to his residence from the capital, Chu Xiu summoned several officers of the Embroidered Uniform Guard and instructed them to identify the direct descendants of Prince Qi, Murong Yu. He then planned to meditate and adjust his breathing, and go to the Embroidered Uniform Guard prison to find out the situation at dawn.

He felt a pang of regret; he realized he was still too impetuous.

The steward of Prince Qi's mansion should not have been killed outright. If the Reversal of Heaven and Earth Soul Search Technique had been used to search his soul, the whereabouts of Prince Qi could have been found out, and the Embroidered Uniform Guard would not have had to expend so much energy interrogating and investigating Murong Yu's direct descendants.

Although my cultivation level has improved, my temperament remains stagnant. If this continues, it will surely become a major threat...

Indeed, with the system's help, as long as I do positive things and meet the conditions, I can get rewards from the system.

The cultivation empowerment bestowed by the system can directly raise one's cultivation level, and the various martial arts techniques learned can also help one achieve the feat of defeating enemies of higher levels.

But he always had a feeling of being unable to stand firm, as if his strength did not belong to him, but was lent to him by the system.

If he loses the system one day, does that mean he will have nothing left?

Chu Xiu had been puzzled all along, as those old monsters at the Profound Immortal Realm didn't look very old, at most a few hundred years old.

Even though they are exceptionally talented and have powerful backers who provide them with resources to nurture them, how could my growth rate be slower than theirs, even with the system's help?

There must be some kind of constraint or shackle limiting your growth!

Very well, let's wait until the matter of King Qi is resolved before discussing the matter of realm and strength with the seniors of the Hall of Offerings!

Just as Chu Xiu was sitting cross-legged in his bedroom, lost in thought, the water glass on the desk quietly fell over, spilling water onto the floor and forming a puddle. Ripples appeared, and a dark figure silently appeared in the bedroom.

The next second, a flying sword made of solidified water shot out from the shadows and pierced Chu Xiu's heart with unstoppable force!

The King of Uttarakhand sneered silently.

With this one strike, he had already killed countless experts at the Heavenly Immortal and even True Immortal levels. He did not believe that a mere junior at the Earthly Immortal level could survive such a deadly attack!