Chapter 15

"Bu..."

The Seventh Prince let out a heart-wrenching scream that echoed throughout the Literary Hall.

Everyone's hearts raced wildly. Was Longchen really planning a rebellion? However, what left everyone speechless was that Longchen's hand paused in front of the Seventh Prince and did not strike down.

The Seventh Prince had already closed his eyes in fear, but after waiting for a long time without any abnormality, he slowly opened his eyes.

He saw that Longchen was holding a jade token, with a faint smile on his face, which was completely different from the previous murderous look.

"Seventh Prince, take a good look. This is a token of an alchemist. Do you think I need to kneel before you?"

The Seventh Prince, who had narrowly escaped death, was now terrified by Longchen and had no time to verify the authenticity of the token.

"No... Not at all," the Seventh Prince looked at Longchen, his eyes filled with fear.

The killing aura that Longchen had released earlier made him feel the fear of death. For someone who had always lived a life of luxury, not wetting his pants was already a sign of bravery.

"Thank you for your understanding, Seventh Prince,"

Longchen smiled slightly. For such a second-generation rich kid, he only needed to scare him. Even if he had the token of an alchemist, he wouldn't dare to do anything to a prince, after all, this was still the Phoenix Cry Empire.

"Get up,"

Longchen slowly extended a hand to the Seventh Prince, who was already scared stiff and sitting on the ground.

The Seventh Prince was somewhat taken aback, looking at Longchen, and for a moment, he didn't know how to react, hesitantly extending his hand.

After all, he was a prince, and he had only been used by Zhou Yaoyang. If Longchen really held a grudge against him, it would fall right into Zhou Yaoyang's trap.

Although Longchen didn't care, being manipulated felt very unpleasant. By doing this, he was giving the Seventh Prince a way out.

The Seventh Prince was only fifteen years old, tall in stature, but with very little experience. After being subjected to Longchen's soft and hard tactics, he was at a loss, standing up and not knowing what to say.

"Seventh Prince, why don't you sit a bit longer?" Longchen reminded him.

"Oh, no, I... Yes, I still have some matters to attend to, I'll go back first," the Seventh Prince said, quickly turning to leave the Literary Hall. When he walked out, he felt his legs were weak.

However, he was genuinely afraid of Longchen. Just now, he even saw the smile of death, feeling that his life was completely in Longchen's hands.

Seeing the Seventh Prince leave, Longchen turned around and looked at the group of young nobles who had participated in the attack on him.

However, after Longchen severely injured Zhou Yaoyang, they were all too scared to move. Now, seeing Longchen looking at them, their faces changed, and they all retreated.

Longchen didn't bother with them. Although they had once made him hate them to the point of grinding his teeth, now, they were not on the same level as him, and his hatred had diminished.

He slowly walked to Zhou Yaoyang, who was barely breathing, his eyes lifeless, looking like he could die at any moment.

"Longchen, you can't kill him. Let's take him to the Alchemists' Guild. There might still be a chance to save him,"

Shi Feng advised. After all, this was not a formal duel, and if someone died, Longchen would be held responsible.

"Don't worry. As the saying goes, good people don't die, and evil people live for a thousand years. Look at his messy eyebrows and sunken forehead, a sign of a villain. Such a person usually doesn't die easily. Can't you see how rosy his face is?" Longchen smiled.

Yu Fatty and the others were speechless. Zhou Yaoyang was also a handsome man, but his messy eyebrows and sunken forehead were not due to his appearance; they were the result of being thrown by Longchen, his body deformed.

As for the rosy complexion, it was due to the blood not circulating, all pooled in his face, turning purple, far from being rosy.

Longchen took a pill from his pocket and put it in Zhou Yaoyang's mouth.

"Slap, slap,"

Two loud slaps on Zhou Yaoyang's face, and the pill that he couldn't swallow smoothly entered his stomach.

Although Longchen hated Zhou Yaoyang, he still maintained a limit. Although Zhou Yaoyang's injuries were severe, he would not die.

After taking the healing pill that Longchen had refined, it would ensure that his internal organs were not damaged. As for the external injuries, well, that was a problem for the Zhou family to solve. Longchen just needed to make sure he didn't die.

"If you don't want Zhou Yaoyang to die, carry him away quickly," Longchen pointed at the young nobles who were still in shock, speaking coldly.

They finally reacted, carefully lifting Zhou Yaoyang onto a table and carrying the table away.

They also carried away Wang Mang, who was lying unconscious in the corner.

"You, you, and you, come over and clean the bloodstains on the floor,"

Longchen pointed at a few young nobles. These guys had often mocked him, and although he didn't plan to take revenge, giving them some work to do was a way to vent his frustration.

The young nobles who were pointed out by Longchen shivered, not daring to make a sound, and quickly started cleaning, working very diligently. In a short while, they had finished cleaning, even finding all of Wang Mang's teeth.

To Longchen's surprise, it was more than half an hour before the old man who was supposed to give the lecture arrived.

However, the old man glanced at Longchen with some suspicion and then continued his usual lecture. Longchen couldn't help but curse in his heart:

"You old bastard, you must have taken a bribe from Zhou Yaoyang, otherwise, you wouldn't have been late for more than half an hour."

Longchen secretly despised him. He had thought that scholars were inherently noble, but today his view was overturned, feeling deceived. The good impression the old man had left on him was completely gone.

Still, the same boring rhythm, after enduring it, they had lunch and then headed to the Martial Skills Pavilion.

Yu Fatty and the others didn't go, returning home to take their medicine. Seeing Longchen's actions today, they were shocked and felt a glimpse of their own future, unable to wait any longer.

After entering the Martial Skills Pavilion, Longchen repeatedly looked through several martial skills but found them unsatisfactory. The power of the martial skills was average and no longer met his standards.

He read very quickly, and in less than an hour, he had flipped through hundreds of martial skills, shaking his head.

No wonder it was free to access; they were all trash martial skills, with complicated routes and weak power. However, only Blood Coagulation Realm experts were allowed to enter the second floor of the Martial Skills Pavilion.

Moreover, the other martial skills were not very useful to Longchen. He had the Wind Chasing Steps for movement and the Buffalo Strength for combat. The top martial skills here were not much better, and even if he learned them, they wouldn't be very useful.

Longchen sighed, preparing to leave, but suddenly his heart moved, and he glanced at the corner of the lowest shelf.

On the other shelves, each martial skill was neatly placed in a square, but in that corner, a pile of things was haphazardly stacked.

Those things were also cultivation techniques and martial skills, but some were already in poor condition and mostly incomplete, essentially junk, too valuable to throw away, so they were piled in a corner.

When Longchen's eyes swept over that corner, a tattered piece of animal skin caught his attention.

The animal skin was very old, but with his powerful soul strength, Longchen could feel an extremely ancient aura emanating from it.

He reached out and took the tattered animal skin from the pile, his heart shaking. Perhaps others couldn't see the peculiarity of this animal skin.

But with his powerful soul strength, he could clearly feel the terrifying pressure emanating from the animal skin.

The skin was spotted and many parts were already in ruins, the marks of countless years of erosion.

Longchen estimated that the owner of this animal skin must have been an extremely terrifying existence, otherwise, it wouldn't have left such a terrifying will after so many years.

It was laughable that such a terrifying thing was treated like garbage and thrown here. Longchen quickly examined the animal skin.

He saw a pattern on it, with ancient characters marking two words:

"Open Heaven"

What a grand name, Longchen couldn't help but be shocked. What cultivation technique or martial skill would dare to have such a name? It was too arrogant.

Looking at the pattern, Longchen frowned. There were nine red dots marked on it, and nothing else.

Between the nine dots, there seemed to be a faint thread connecting them, but the age was too old, and it was unclear whether it was originally there or a crack that appeared later.

"Time's up, all young nobles put down the secret manuals in your hands,"

At this moment, a cold voice echoed throughout the Martial Skills Pavilion. Everyone sighed, feeling that time had passed too quickly. Some felt depressed, as they could only come once a month, which was too frustrating.

Longchen looked at the tattered scroll in his hand, feeling somewhat reluctant. His time was too precious, and waiting a whole month was unbearable.

Seeing everyone leave one by one, Longchen slowly came out, still holding the tattered animal skin.

The Blood Coagulation Realm expert at the entrance had a cold expression, about to speak, but Longchen spoke first.

"Sir, I want to take this tattered animal skin home to study. Please accept this as a token of my gratitude,"

Longchen said, not waiting for the man to speak, and threw a pill at him. The Blood Coagulation Realm expert, about to scold him, suddenly saw the pill and his expression changed.

He grabbed the pill and found it to be a Blood Coagulation Pill, exactly what he, a Blood Coagulation Realm expert, needed most.

More importantly, this was a mid-grade Blood Coagulation Pill, dozens of times more valuable than a regular one.

Blood Coagulation Realm experts needed to use the power of heaven and earth to refine their blood, making their qi and blood more powerful and strengthening their physical body.

The Blood Coagulation Pill could enhance the blood refinement effect several times over. With this pill, he could save at least half a year of effort.

The Blood Coagulation Realm expert's expression changed several times, but in the end, he couldn't resist the temptation of the pill and glanced at the tattered animal skin in Longchen's hand.

"Remember, I saw nothing,"

Longchen understood his meaning. It was clear that if discovered, he wouldn't take responsibility, and Longchen would be accused of theft.

Longchen didn't mind, put away the tattered animal skin, and left. The Blood Coagulation Realm expert then carefully examined the Blood Coagulation Pill in his hand.

"Unbelievable, he actually has such a treasure. I must find out more about him," the Blood Coagulation Realm expert said and disappeared from the Martial Skills Pavilion.

After leaving, Longchen headed straight for his residence. Since he had dared to offer the Blood Coagulation Pill, he wasn't afraid of the man investigating him.

Now, he needed people to know that he was an alchemist, an alchemist favored by Master Yunqi. This was like using a tiger's skin to make a flag.

By doing this, he was telling the other party that he, Longchen, was no longer the useless kid they could manipulate. If they wanted to move against him, they needed to consider the consequences.

As Longchen walked and pondered how to gradually uncover the mastermind, he unknowingly entered a small alley.

Suddenly, a huge net fell from the sky, and before Longchen could react, he was instantly trapped, and he was lifted into the air.