Chapter 7

As Xiao Sheng glared at him with eyes blazing, Prince Nine Xiao Kun was unimpressed. He mocked, "What are you going to do? Heh heh, don't worry, I definitely won't hurt you. I just need to borrow something from you. Next month is the Empress's birthday, and as her sons, we should show our filial piety. The phoenix egg that your late mother swindled from the Emperor is the perfect gift. Hurry up and bring it out, or else... heh heh~"

Before his laughter had even faded, Prince Nine suddenly raised his whip and lashed it out with a "snap~". The old eunuch Guan Canghai, who was standing nearby, didn't even see it coming. His face was struck hard, and he was immediately covered in blood, unable to see anything. But he was so afraid that his scream might provoke Xiao Sheng to attack Prince Nine and get hurt that he clenched his teeth and remained silent.

Unable to bear the humiliation of his old servant any longer, Xiao Sheng kicked off with all his might and charged at Prince Nine, determined to seek justice for the old servant.

Seeing Xiao Sheng charging at him, Prince Nine was not alarmed but delighted. He sneered, "You actually want to get physical? Fine, today I'll teach you what filial piety and brotherly love mean!" He also kicked off the ground and charged at Xiao Sheng.

"Ha ha, everyone, look! The 'Waste Prince' actually wants to hit someone!"

As Xiao Sheng and Prince Nine, the two brothers, were about to fight, the group of bullies who had come with Prince Nine to bully and dominate others all folded their arms and stood by, watching with glee, not the least bit inclined to help.

As lackeys, their most important skill was to read their master's mood. Beating up the 'Waste Prince' Xiao Sheng was such a satisfying thing that Prince Nine would definitely do it himself. Anyone who dared to help would not only not get any credit but would also make Prince Nine unhappy. If they tried to curry favor in the wrong way, they would be the ones to suffer.

Overestimating oneself and seeking death! This was the unanimous evaluation of all the lackeys present regarding Xiao Sheng!

In the world of the Da Hao Dynasty, it was a world where martial arts could lead to sainthood. Unlike the martial arts on Earth that couldn't even stand up to a handgun, in the Da Hao Dynasty, true martial arts experts who had reached the pinnacle of their cultivation could control rivers and seas, move mountains, and fill valleys. Their powers were vast and almost unimaginable.

Therefore, this world belonged to martial arts practitioners. Only martial arts practitioners were the true forces that determined the fate of the world.

Unfortunately, Xiao Sheng was born with the Six Yin Meridian, a condition where the flow of energy and blood in the body was completely opposite to that of ordinary people.

Moreover, all cultivation methods in the world were based on the normal human body. Therefore, no matter how hard someone with the Six Yin Meridian tried to cultivate, it would be a waste of time. From the moment Xiao Sheng was born, everyone around him had already deemed him a cripple.

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The reason why the lackeys around Prince Nine called Xiao Sheng the 'Waste Prince' was because of this.

On the contrary, although Prince Nine was not a cultivation genius, he was at least of average talent. As a prince, he had the best medicinal herbs to strengthen his body from a young age and the highest-level martial arts techniques to cultivate, so his achievements were also considerable.

Martial arts cultivation had nine layers and nine segments, totaling eighty-one levels. Prince Nine had already reached the peak of the second layer, 'Sinew Transformation,' at the ninth segment. His body was as tough as copper and iron, and his strength was immense. He could shatter stone and tear apart tigers and leopards. Dealing with a 'Waste Prince' who had the Six Yin Meridian and could not cultivate at all was as easy as pie.

Without delay, the two brothers, who viewed each other as enemies, collided in the center of the room. Prince Nine's eyes glinted with ferocity as he roared, "Fourteenth Brother, take this!" He channeled his true energy, causing a series of thunderous explosions. His right arm's muscles became crystal clear, revealing terrifying white bones. With the force of wind and thunder, he aimed a powerful strike at Xiao Sheng's head!

The old eunuch Guan Canghai, watching with a tight heart, screamed, "Your Highness, danger, get out of the way!" The group of lackeys, however, gleamed with excitement and cheered.

One said, "Good, it's the Thunderclap Hand! It's one of the top ten martial saints' signature moves."

Another said, "Back in the day, the Thunderclap Martial Saint once shattered the Golden Peak Mountain in the northern border with a single move, turning it into the current Golden Peak Lake. It was a shocking feat. Unfortunately, it has been lost for a hundred years because it's too difficult to master."

Another exclaimed, "The Thunderclap Hand is incredibly powerful, especially with its explosive force. It can often defeat opponents of a higher level. Although Prince Nine is only at the second layer, ninth segment, with this divine skill, defeating a third-layer cultivator is not impossible. What about a 'Waste Prince'?"

Another confidently said, "The 'Waste Prince' can't cultivate at all and can't even defeat a first-layer, first-segment cultivator, let alone Prince Nine, who has mastered the Thunderclap Hand. He's dead for sure! No one in heaven or earth can save him!"

Before their discussion had even finished, suddenly, Prince Nine's hand flicked twice, and he silently raised his right leg, kicking Xiao Sheng's lower body. It was a move called 'Toxic Dragon Emerges from the Abyss.'

It turned out that although Prince Nine had indeed obtained the secret manual for the Thunderclap Hand, this skill was extremely difficult to master. With his average talent, he had only managed to learn the basics. It was good for intimidating people but not very useful for actual combat. So Prince Nine had come up with the idea of using the Thunderclap Hand to create a false impression and then using underhanded moves to strike.

Prince Nine had practiced this set of underhanded moves countless times in private, reaching a level of fluency. Therefore, even though his opponent was the 'Waste Prince,' Prince Nine naturally used it.

"Fourteenth Brother, you're too young to compete with me!"

At that moment, Prince Nine was smug, imagining Xiao Sheng being kicked in the lower body, writhing in pain on the ground. The feeling was even more refreshing than eating an ice-cold watermelon on a hot summer day.

However...

In a flash, a "crack" sounded, and Prince Nine instinctively clutched his right foot, screaming in pain, tears streaming down his face. His body swayed, and he could barely stand. Xiao Sheng, on the other hand, was unharmed, not even a hair out of place.

It turned out that at the moment Prince Nine kicked, Xiao Sheng's footwork suddenly changed, moving three inches to the side. Although it was just three inches, it made a huge difference. Prince Nine's kick missed, brushing past the hem of Xiao Sheng's clothes.

If it had just been a missed kick, it wouldn't have mattered. However, the lackeys had previously wreaked havoc in the study, knocking over the desk. The desk, made of rosewood, weighed two to three hundred pounds and was very heavy. The corners were also wrapped in red copper. Prince Nine's missed kick landed precisely on one of the copper corners of the desk.

Thus, with a loud "crack," the entire desk was shattered, and Prince Nine's shin bone was broken into two pieces. It was a true case of mutual destruction.

This was not a coincidence. Xiao Sheng had deliberately let Prince Nine suffer the consequences. Seizing the opportunity when Prince Nine was in pain and unguarded, Xiao Sheng stepped forward and, without hesitation, slapped him hard.

Before Prince Nine could even think of dodging, he was struck by the slap! He instinctively screamed, spinning like a top, feeling dizzy and disoriented. Finally, unable to support himself, he fell to the ground with a "thud."

With a mix of surprise, anger, fear, and disbelief, Prince Nine, with a mouth full of blood, screamed, "Waste, how could you...?" Before he could finish, he fainted, lying motionless.

At the same time, a "snap" was heard. The white jade pendant on Prince Nine's waist, perhaps damaged when he fell, broke into two pieces.

No one noticed the jade pendant. The unexpected outcome had left the lackeys watching in shock, their eyes wide and mouths agape, unable to speak. In their extreme shock, their minds were almost blank.

After a while, the lackeys came to their senses and rushed to Prince Nine's side, frantically checking his pulse and shaking his body.

"Prince Nine has been knocked out? By the 'Waste Prince'?"

"How is that possible? How is that possible?"

"Heaven, am I seeing things, or am I dreaming?"

"Prince Nine, Your Highness, how do you feel? Wake up!"

"His teeth were knocked out. That slap was vicious."

"Don't move, don't move. The most important thing is that Prince Nine's leg is broken. If we're not careful, he might become a cripple."

"What should we do? What should we do?"

These lackeys were experts at bullying and dominating others, but when it came to handling emergencies, they were clueless. Seeing Prince Nine unconscious, they panicked, not knowing what to do.

In a panic, someone shouted at Xiao Sheng, "You, you, you dared to injure Prince Nine? You're dead, dead! Empress Ning will never let you off!"

Empress Ning was Prince Nine's birth mother, a woman of high status and considerable power in the palace.

Xiao Sheng, with his hands behind his back, sneered, "As a member of the imperial family, anyone who wants to harm me must be authorized by the Grand Master of the Clan. A mere Empress Ning can't command the Clan. Instead, you should be careful. If she wants to vent her anger, the first ones she'll target will be you, the lackeys who failed to protect your master."

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