Chapter 961 - 911: The Overthinking Prince

"You, continue! Keep telling us what you’ve found out! The main point is the current situation of that Qin Fan!"

With a sense of amusement.

The young master of Dao Luo pointed to the confidant of the previous pouchou again and said.

"We have also found that Qin Fan is preparing to open a restaurant in Jinling recently, and it will open in two days! If there are no unexpected events, the person you’re looking for, young master, should appear with Qin Fan then!" said the pouchou confidant.

"In two days? Haha, good! Pouchou, get ready! We’ll set off for Jinling in two days!"

The young man suddenly smiled arrogantly.

He spoke with a domineering tone.

The enmity of the Training Spirit Clan, even if they are merely a discarded branch of the Training Spirit Sect, must be avenged!

The nameless old man must die!

As for that Qin Fan, who has made the old man submit to him, he will meet him as well!

If the root of the extermination of this branch is considered a sin, then he does not mind crushing this Huaxia myth in his palm!

"Yes, young master! I will make arrangements immediately!"

Upon hearing this.

Pouchou couldn’t stop feeling ecstatic inside.

In his eyes, from what he has learned these days, the young master is an almost invincible existence.

What Qin Fan, what myth, is merely a tiny ant in the mundane world, no matter how defiant, how could he be a match for an immortal?

When the young master tramples this Huaxia myth underfoot, wouldn’t he, following beside him, rise as a slave elevating with his master?

If he could become the young master’s spokesperson, could he not replace Qin Fan’s influence in the Forbidden City’s eyes?

By then, wouldn’t he, Pouchou, stand above the supreme?

Thinking of these.

The blazing fire of desire burned him completely in unstoppable excitement!

He seemed to see an era belonging to himself!

An era of one person under a multitude!

An era where the Qing dynasty reigns over China in another way!

Beijing.

Since experiencing the changes in the Forbidden City and Four-nine City.

It seemed to have become much more desolate invisibly.

This desolation is imperceptible to ordinary people.

The debauchery of lights and wine still painted the prosperity of the era amidst the noise.

But to those in the panic-stricken higher circles.

It is undoubtedly like being suspended over their heads with a Sword of Damocles that creates unease.

Even though the changes in Four-nine City and the Forbidden City have long passed and come to a conclusion.

Yet the way Qin Fan exterminated his enemies made it hard for them to shake off the shadow of daily fear.

Desolation.

Is psychological.

And also a demonic barrier spreading over Beijing with a screen of gloom.

At night.

On the hillside near Four-nine City in Beijing.

The once brightly lit Imperial Kitchen was now pitch dark, a stark contrast.

That majestic and grand aura standing for hundreds of years seemed to have been erased without a trace!

Outside the Imperial Kitchen.

An old and vigorous figure gradually walked over!

He looked up at the three bright characters of the Imperial Kitchen in the moonlight.

The old man stopped his steps.

He did not call out.

And did not make a sound.

Just stood there motionless.

Within a radius of ten miles.

Except for himself, he could not sense any other human breath.

But he believed in Qin Fan, believed he would not deceive him.

Moreover, with Six Paths Immortal’s abilities, he didn’t believe he could detect the aura of the other party.

As Qin Fan said.

If Six Paths does not wish to see him, no matter how capable he is, he will never meet the Six Paths Immortal who endowed His Honor with everything!

An hour passed.

The old man still stared at the three characters of the Imperial Kitchen like a statue.

Two hours passed.

As countless lights dimmed, utter silence spread in this deep, long night.

Yet the old man’s body did not move an inch within those hours!

He kept waiting, guarding.

"People from Kunlun are indeed patient!"

Suddenly.

A sound like a Buddhist chant reverberated around the entire Imperial Kitchen!

Upon hearing this sound.

The old man, who had maintained a statue-like posture for several hours, trembled abruptly.

Without thinking.

His quivering body suddenly knelt down toward the Imperial Kitchen.

"The ninth-generation disciple of Kunlun, named Supreme, pays respects to the Six Paths Immortal!"

Kneeling on both knees.

With hands pressed on the ground.

The old man presented an extremely devout act of worship.

"Supreme? You are a descendant of that young one?"

Immediately after the old man’s words fell.

The ethereal form of Six Paths emerged from the depth of the Imperial Kitchen, stepping in thin air.

Kneeling on the ground, without seeing Six Paths stepping out, the old man reverently replied, "Replying to the Six Paths Immortal, His Honor is indeed my father! By the grace of the Six Paths Immortal, Kunlun came into existence, and I, Supreme, bow here in my father’s name!"

Bang-!

After speaking.

He raised his head.

Then heavily kowtowed toward the source of the voice.

The muffled bang echoed.

Seemingly vibrating the surroundings for miles!

"Alright, rise!" The hovering figure slowly descended, Six Paths spoke calmly.

"Yes, Six Paths Immortal!" the old man responded respectfully.

Then stood up from the ground.

Daring not to respond to Six Paths with that rebellious, irreverent demeanor.

The old man continued to speak, "Earlier, not recognizing the identity of Six Paths Immortal, I have offended you; I seek your forgiveness!"

"Never mind! Just say it! What message does that little one want you to convey?"

No longer with the excitement when encountering a Kunlun person, Six Paths was extremely calm.

"Six Paths Immortal, His Honor asked me to inform you, the Immortal Travel Path has not yet been discerned! However-!"

"However, what?" Before the old man finished, Six Paths interrupted.

A sudden glimpse of hope shone in his eyes.

"His Honor said, though the Immortal Travel Path has not been understood, the Heavenly Mechanism Path has appeared, not knowing what the Six Paths Immortal thinks of this? Does our Kunlun sect need to enter the world?"

"What? The Heavenly Mechanism Path has appeared?" Six Paths was astonished.

If the Heavenly Mechanism Path has appeared, why would he still hold any thoughts about Kunlun?

"His Honor observed the stars, finding the Ziwei Star falling, the stars extinguishing together, thus determining that the Path has emerged!" the old man explained truthfully.

"Hahaha! That is the young one’s conclusion? I must say, he is getting more and more misguided the more he tries to comprehend! Never mind, you may go back!" Six Paths shook his head, smiling as he waved his hand.

But with this statement from Six Paths, the old man was dumbfounded!

This-

What does this mean?

Could it be that His Honor’s judgment was wrong?

How is that possible!

"Six Paths Immortal, do you mean? Now the four hidden sects are all entering the secular world just to compete for this newly worldly Heavenly Mechanism Path, could His Honor’s judgment be wrong?"

"The Ziwei Star indeed fell, but it does not mean the Heavenly Mechanism Path has emerged! Also, perhaps the Heavenly Mechanism Path truly exists, but it definitely wouldn’t appear in this world! Earlier, I was wondering why the hidden sects were entering the world; I never expected they are aiming to acquire the Heavenly Mechanism Path! Never mind, maybe this is destiny; since it is destined to cause strife, let it be!"

Six Paths’ last words left the old man somewhat confused.

But before he could voice his confusion.

Six Paths leapt back to the depths of the Imperial Kitchen.

Disappearing in the blink of an eye.

However, the old man standing there became dazed.

Unable to recover for a long time.

Six Paths Immortal’s words had underlying meanings!