Chapter 122 Just Came Out, Then Went Back In? Causing Trouble?
“Your Highness the Ninth Prince has misunderstood. I’m merely acting on orders; I have no intention of favoring anyone,” Ying shook his head and said, though his eyes were fixed on Qin Xiu.
However, deep down, Ying was already calculating in his mind.
Emperor Xia had entrusted him with full authority to handle this matter. He understood the intent behind it; as long as Qin Bei didn’t overstep, there would be basically no problem this time.
After all, in Emperor Xia’s heart, Qin Bei was already the most suitable candidate for the crown prince. Unless Qin Bei committed some heinous act, Emperor Xia wouldn’t change his mind.
Upon learning the truth of the situation, Ying felt no disgust towards Qin Bei’s actions.
He even felt that seeing Emperor Xia, who had previously not been bogged down by the former emperor’s pressure, was invigorating. This enthusiasm was precisely what Emperor Xia needed now, and what the Great Xia needed most.
“This kid still hasn’t come out; is he planning to drag this out with us?”
The Ninth Prince shook his head helplessly and asked.
“Just wait; he will come out,” Ying said calmly.
Qin Xiu in the back could only grind his teeth in impatience; there was nothing else he could do.
Because the Demon Suppression Tower had a rule: once someone entered to challenge the tower, no one from the outside was allowed to interfere.
And right now, Qin Bei was deep within the tower. Even the likes of the Ninth Prince and Ying couldn’t touch him until he completed his challenge.
This led to a strange scene.
The members of the Law Enforcement Hall and the Shadow Guards stood watch outside the Demon Suppression Tower, both sides silent.
Meanwhile, Ying and the Ninth Prince were giving each other the cold shoulder. One was playing chess alone while the other was enjoying a lovely lady giving him a shoulder rub.
For a moment, the area outside the Demon Suppression Tower was as lively as a bustling market.
Days passed…
Three days later…
“What’s the situation? Why hasn’t this kid come out yet? Can he really hold on for so long in the tower?”
The Ninth Prince was on the verge of collapse, having waited three full days outside the Demon Suppression Tower.
Though there were beauties and gourmet food, it was no match for the comfort of his own residence.
Just then, the spirit of the instrument made an announcement.
“The one hundred and eighth son of the emperor, Qin Bei, has broken the record for the fourth level. He is rewarded with a divine-grade intermediate technique or magical power.”
“The one hundred and eighth son of the emperor, Qin Bei, has broken the record for the sixth level. He is rewarded with a divine-grade weapon, which may be chosen freely.”
Boom!
The announcement that echoed around the Demon Suppression Tower left the members of the Law Enforcement Hall and the Shadow Guards outside stunned.
Then came shock.
“Good kid! I thought he was here to dodge disaster, but I didn’t expect he actually came to challenge the tower and break the records!”
After hearing the spirit’s voice, the Ninth Prince jumped up in surprise.
Meanwhile, the Shadow, who was playing chess alone, was also taken aback.
He had also thought that Qin Bei was just hiding to avoid capture but didn’t expect him to set two records in such a short span.
This made him even more inclined to help Qin Bei escape.
Of course, the Ninth Prince shared the same intent this time.
To the Ninth Prince, how could such a royal prodigy, who could eat, drink, play, and practice, be severely punished because of a second-rank consort?
At that moment, the Ninth Prince’s mind began to generate ways to absolve Qin Bei.
For instance, suggesting that Consort Shu wasn’t keeping to her role or that she was colluding with outsiders—such thoughts suddenly flashed across his mind.
Had Consort Shu done any of those things? It didn’t matter; framing her was all that counted. With powerful relatives around, what couldn’t be blamed on someone? So long as it wasn’t discovered by Emperor Xia, everything would be fine.
“Hmmm~ I must say, I’m indeed meticulous, and I know that His Majesty must not learn…”
The Ninth Prince internally praised himself.
The only person present with shining eyes was Qin Xiu.
Since the spirit of the Demon Suppression Tower had declared, it meant that Qin Bei’s challenge was over, and now was the perfect time to catch him.
This performance from Qin Bei made Qin Xiu feel threatened. Even though Qin Bei still wasn’t his match, the potential he displayed was too great.
He had to seize this opportunity to suppress Qin Bei properly.
………
Outside the Demon Suppression Tower.
Qin Bei’s clothes were tattered as he glanced back at the Demon Suppression Tower, cursing loudly.
“Damn! Those ten really aren’t easy to deal with. Just wait until I comprehend the Holy Grade technique, the Void Sutra; then you’ll see how I handle these irritating ghosts.”
Whoosh!
As soon as Qin Bei’s words finished, he noticed a crowd rushing toward him, and naturally, at the front was the impatient Qin Xiu.
“Qin Bei! You are under arrest now! You have the right to remain silent, but you…”
Qin Xiu hadn’t finished before realizing that Qin Bei had vanished before him.
The members of the Imperial Clan Law Enforcement Hall stared at the Shadow Guards, and vice versa; everyone was bewildered by the situation.
“Running again?”
The Ninth Prince looked at the vanishing Qin Bei, speechless.
He understood that Qin Bei had once again used a teleportation jade slip to transport himself back into the Demon Suppression Tower.
“Lord Ying, what about this…? Don’t you care? This is simply brazen resistance to arrest!”
The Ninth Prince wanted to laugh. Qin Bei’s personality was truly in line with his.
If you can hide, then hide; saving your life comes first. Even if others think you’re being unreasonable, so what? It only ends up making you mad.
Just like now, Qin Xiu was so furious he couldn’t even speak.
“The Ninth Prince has so many masters at his disposal; why not let someone give it a try?”
Ying said with a faint smile.
“Please, even the people from the Imperial Clan Law Enforcement Hall don’t stand a chance against Lord Qi Ling. I dare not provoke Lord Qi Ling. It’s better if Lord Ying steps in; you’re the only one here who can talk to Lord Qi Ling.”
The Ninth Prince chuckled as he declined the proposal.
“I’m getting old, and Lord Qi Ling has a short temper. I’m afraid he won’t go easy during a fight. If I end up with some injuries, that would be terrible.”
Ying smiled and shook his head in refusal as well.
Disturbing the Demon Tower is against the rules set by the spirit; even if Emperor Xia himself showed up, he’d have to comply.
Of course, if Emperor Xia were desperate, he could directly intervene, as the spirit would not be a match for him.
But among these people, the only one who might take Qin Bei away from the spirit was Ying, given that it was rumored Ying was of semi-saint caliber and could stand against the spirit.
Unfortunately, Ying was unwilling to act.
“Why don’t we just keep waiting?”
The Ninth Prince suggested.
“That sounds good. If the Imperial Clan Law Enforcement Hall isn’t in a rush, then we have no reason to rush either. Besides, His Majesty isn’t pressing us.”
Ying nodded in agreement.
This time, no more words were needed; the two old foxes exchanged glances, silently understanding each other’s subtle intentions.
It was nothing but giving Qin Bei time to create even more astonishing achievements. As long as Qin Bei achieved enough miracles, there would be ample protection for him.
The only anxious one in the scene was Qin Xiu.
Just when he finally waited for Qin Bei to come out, now Qin Bei had gone back? And both sides were unwilling to take action.
What the hell!
This is just absurd!
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