His Royal Highness

Nangong Lie felt a shiver run down his spine and coughed lightly to break the tense atmosphere. "Recently, there has been a rebellion within the clan, and chaos has spread among the subordinates. Although I don't have the courage to come here to die, I still wanted to see the state you're in now, to wait for an opportunity," he said.

Baili Jia Jue remained silent, his long sleeves flowing as a ghostly figure appeared by his side. Nangong Lie's eyes widened as he seemed to witness something he shouldn't have, taking a step back in surprise.

"You..." Nangong Lie's astonishment was evident as he shifted his gaze from the ghost to Baili Jia Jue's face. "The Fire Unicorn didn't appear on its own last night, it was summoned by you?" he questioned.

Baili Jia Jue let out a light snort and calmly supported his forehead with his fingertips, maintaining his composure and noble demeanor. Nangong Lie smiled with a touch of anger, his voice filled with malice. "You obviously hate getting involved with anyone, yet you summoned the Fire Unicorn back just for a woman. Ajue, don't tell me you view her merely as your prey."

Baili Jia Jue raised his eyes, his voice cold and detached. "What else?" he replied. "Do you want to deceive people with your divination results? The Red Bird Star Movement, huh?" Seeing Nangong Lie's displeased expression, he continued, "I'm just concerned that you're playing too much and forgetting your responsibilities. Now that the Fire Unicorn is back, isn't all the martial energy in your body about to return?"

Ignoring Nangong Lie's words, Baili Jia Jue casually moved his left hand, his long sleeves floating in the air, his graceful posture exuding elegance. The illusion disappeared, and Duke Sun stood outside the hall, his face bewildered.

Baili Jia Jue glanced at him, his gaze turning colder. "Summon the Supreme Elder," he calmly instructed.

"The Supreme Elder is here?" Nangong Lie turned around, muttering in a low voice. "Shouldn't he be busy with the upcoming martial qi competition? I heard he's been telling everyone that he's not available! How did he suddenly appear in the palace?"

Just as Nangong Lie voiced his question, he turned around and came face to face with the Supreme Elder, wrapped in an unusual attire.

"Haha, hahahaha!" Nangong Lie was stunned for a moment, then burst into loud laughter. He pointed at the Supreme Elder with one hand, tears almost streaming from his eyes, and covered his stomach with the other hand. "Old man, where did you get that outfit? It's too distinctive!"

The Supreme Elder's mouth twitched, and he snorted heavily, clearly displeased with Nangong Lie's mockery.

Baili Jia Jue seemed unaffected by the scene, politely and elegantly instructing the dark shadow by his side. "Release the Supreme Elder."

"Yes," the shadow respectfully responded, hanging his head.

The Supreme Elder stared at them, finally freed from his restraints, and was about to unleash a torrent of curses.

However, Baili Jia Jue spoke once more. "The main hall is currently suffering from a headache. The imperial physician has just diagnosed it, and loud noises are not advisable." Sun Gonggong was almost choked by his own saliva. When did an imperial physician visit the Ghost Hall? Even if you're lying, there should be some factual basis!

Without changing his expression, Baili Jia Jue calmly twisted the black jade wrench in his hand. "Excessive noise will worsen the main hall's temper. It's best for the elder to think carefully before speaking."

His voice carried a light tone, yet it held a chilling quality.

The Supreme Elder thought the young master was threatening him, but his scalp tingled nonetheless.

"I have nothing to say," the Supreme Elder retorted with a twisted face, standing tall. "The old man still adheres to the same principle. I won't disclose the whereabouts of my esteemed disciple."

Baili Jia Jue's thin lips curved into a smile. He unhurriedly rose from his seat, walked in front of the Supreme Elder, and patted his shoulder approvingly. "Why didn't the main hall realize earlier that you possess such a backbone?"

The Supreme Elder snorted coldly. "You didn't discover much," he retorted. "So, have you changed your mind now and want to learn from your old man? Let me tell you, that's not a possibility. My current disciple is exceptional, and there's no need for it. Understand?"

At the same time, Sun Gonggong, who was standing by, turned his back and wiped away a cold sweat. The Supreme Elder was truly incorrigible.

Unfazed by the Supreme Elder's words, Baili Jia Jue continued to wear a charming and radiant smile. He playfully repeated the four words mentioned by Nangong Lie. "Martial Cultivation Conference," he echoed, his eyes gradually turning colder.

Nangong Lie failed to notice the change in Baili Jia Jue's expression and leaned back casually. "That extraordinary man ranks second in the capital. He's the son of the Martial Arts Association's president. This year's Martial Cultivation Conference is different from the previous ones. It's not just about determining eligibility to become a martial cultivator. The Liancheng family's descendant, Wushuang, has created an astonishing martial cultivation technique that utilizes the best materials under the sky. However, due to its appearance and requirements, it can only be practiced by women. So now, all the ladies in the capital are scheming to find an opportunity to pursue this unparalleled path. Interestingly, just like you, he never takes the initiative to contact anyone. He even gracefully declines the invitations from ministers. This year's Martial Cultivation Conference should be quite exciting."

As Nangong Lie finished speaking, Baili Jia Jue's teacup, held in his hand, shattered into powder, the fragments slipping through his fingers and falling to the ground.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly froze, reaching an extreme tension.

Unaware of Ajue's reaction upon learning the woman's whereabouts, Nangong Lie failed to realize the sudden anger.

Little did he know that when Baili Jia Jue heard the words "Martial Cultivation Conference," the image of the carriage he encountered at the city gate in the early morning flashed in his mind.

The woman was there.

Inside that carriage.

He had failed to notice it because Jing Wushuang had concealed her presence.

Well, how interesting!

He had forgotten that if the little fox had any skill, it was stirring up trouble!

"Qilin," Baili Jia Jue commanded.

The seemingly harmless beast's shadow materialized, exhibiting a respectful posture. "Yes."

"Prepare for our departure to Wuxiu City," Baili Jia Jue declared. His voice, cold as ice, resonated within the hall, lingering for a long time...

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