Chapter 684 -653: Tiandu Saintess Immortal Mirror Technique
The flying shuttle took the shape of a golden dragon, soaring through the void, resembling a golden dragon gliding down.
On the boat were two women, the one in front dressed in the royal attire of a princess from this dynasty, and the one behind dressed as a maid.
“Oh no!” Qing Ying stood up tall: “My lord, this woman is the sister of the former Crown Prince Hong Ding, born of the same mother, and also Shansheng Princess, one of the twelve Saintesses of the Heavenly Capital. She must harbor resentment towards you because of the Crown Prince’s death.”
Lin Xiaosu used the Heavenly Tao Wisdom Eye to penetrate the sky, locking onto this woman.
Simultaneously, in his consciousness, he flipped through this woman’s related information…
The twin sister of Crown Prince Hong Ding, her nature is extremely wild, the dynasty’s laws could hardly restrain her. By chance, she possesses extraordinary talent and was selected by Heavenly Capital, continuing her arrogant and wild path in the sect, becoming one of the twelve Saintesses.
She is a fierce woman recognized by both imperial authority and the sect.
In terms of royal power, she is the legitimate daughter of the current Empress.
In terms of the sect, behind her as a Saintess stands the Heavenly Capital.
What place is the Heavenly Capital?
Aside from Cangyuan, it ranks as the foremost among the three sects!
Cangyuan hardly appears, controlling almost all the sects worldwide, Heavenly Capital holds the upper hand, and she, as a saintess, holds a significant position within it!
It’s rumored that throughout her life, there are only three people who, when they speak, she listens somewhat to: Your Majesty, the Empress, and the late Crown Prince Hong Ding.
Hong Ding “committed suicide in fear of punishment” in Heavenly Prison, and this woman returned to the capital amidst the misty rain, seemingly intent on crushing his skull with one step…
What does this imply? It implies that she has already grasped the insider information, knowing the force behind her brother’s death as Lin Xiaosu… oh, no, Li Chengnian!
These pieces of information flooded Lin Xiaosu’s brain instantly, but his expression remained unchanged, even raising a teacup.
Whoosh!
The strong wind rose and rain mist flew!
Shansheng Princess stepped outside the Gauze Pavilion, and the flying boat beneath her feet suddenly shrunk, turning into a silver shuttle that swooshed past Lin Xiaosu’s head, elegantly nestling in her hair, transforming into a dragon-shaped white jade hairpin.
The posture was exceptionally impressive.
Unfortunately, the two people in front showed no hint of admiration, and Qing Ying even pressed her hand on the sword hilt, staring coldly at her.
Even more infuriating was the man sitting in the pavilion, gently blowing at the hot steam rising from his teacup, looking calmly at her with a disdainful gaze.
“How dare you, Li Chengnian, not kneel before the Princess Her Highness?” The maid behind her shouted angrily.
Lin Xiaosu took a sip of tea and spoke calmly: “The royal etiquette is ultimately a worldly ritual, and since the lady has descended from the sky, clearly not intending to use worldly manners, why should I treat her with worldly manners?”
This statement was both cultured and refined.
Yet, it was also sharp and forthright.
The implication was clear and straightforward: If you had come as a princess, seeking a formal meeting, I would naturally have greeted you with the courtesy for a princess, but are you following the “princess route”?
You descended from the sky, intruding upon a government official’s residence, what kind of princess protocol is that?
If you don’t treat yourself as a princess, why should others treat you as one?
“Indeed, lawless and deserving of punishment!” Shansheng Princess’s eyes flashed with a cold light as she slapped out with her palm!
With this palm strike, the flowers and leaves in the garden behind her simultaneously flew up.
Above the sky, the rain mist was drawn in.
A simple palm strike stirred the heavens and earth.
“Imperial Sister, don’t!”
From the neighboring Prince Dingbei Mansion, a figure in yellow clothes broke through the air, undoubtedly the Seventh Prince.
However, he was a bit far; the Seventh Prince had the intention to rescue but even with the power of the King Seal activated, moving like electricity, it was too late.
Qing Ying crossed over, intending to shield Lin Xiaosu, but just as she took a step forward, a stormy wind and rain pounded her face, causing Qing Ying to let out a muffled grunt, as if she had been heavily struck.
Flying far out!
The raging storm directly targeted Lin Xiaosu, more powerful than its initial emergence by tenfold.
Seeing as this pavilion seemed destined to be shredded in the storm,
seeing Lin Xiaosu about to be battered with broken bones by her palm strike,
suddenly, the fierce storm and rain changed right before reaching Lin Xiaosu.
This change, like Misty Rain Jiangnan!
Within the Misty Rain Jiangnan, his fingers flicked lightly, sending a drop of water flying from the teacup.
Sss!
The fierce storm and rain collided with the drop of water, as if entering another time and space.
The droplet spiraled, shooting toward her palm.
Shansheng Princess’s face darkened, and her palm suddenly clenched!
She grasped the droplet.
Centered on her palm, a thunderous, invisible air current blasted out, swirling skyward like an invisible giant spear piercing the rainy fog sky.
With a swoosh, the blazing golden light flourished as the Seventh Prince, wielding the King Seal, finally arrived, being stunned by the spectacle before him.
From the neighboring Prince Dingbei Mansion, on top of a pavilion, Fufeng’s eyes focused sharply, and his expression turned peculiar.
Beside her was another woman dressed as a maid, with a plain appearance.
At that moment, this woman was very excited: “Fantastic, fantastic, the Imperial Princess strikes him dead, and it’s practically divine intervention.”
Her voice, via Secret Transmission, reached Fufeng’s ears, clear and delightful, full of vitality.
As she was the Qingqiu Seventh Princess.
Her mind was filled with thoughts of killing the Uncle Li next door, to make room for her Brother Su, having tried to persuade her elder sister countless times, but her sister continued with the Fox Clan’s usual romantic entanglement, refusing to get rid of her lover’s capable assistant, making the Seventh Princess feel increasingly hopeless. And here came an Imperial Princess, intending to kill him, which was delightful.
Imperial Princess, you’re amazing, Imperial Princess is superb.
The Imperial Princess kills him, he wouldn’t dare resist, and surely no one would dare settle any account afterward…
Fufeng sighed gently: “Your idea is beautiful, but this Princess in the short run isn’t going to kill him!”
