Cultivation Goddess
Chapter 242

Jian Heng felt himself like a statue of a god. His body was hard to move and his energy was constantly decreasing. That limited movement also made his muscles ache.

The Soul Penang Sword does have a lot of uniqueness. Only the owner can control it. There is a special spell to make it what it wants.

The look on Emperor Xi's face began to change. He understood the circumstances of his son. He could lose a lot of energy if left on for too long. Without thinking much more, he raised his hand to the sky pointing at his sword. In a moment the sword changed hands.

The light that radiated to the sky faded and then disappeared. The atmosphere returned to normal as usual. However, the palace dwellers who swarmed there had yet to budge. They wanted to know who was the one who made the ancestral sword glow.

Without that sword, Jian Heng's body slid rapidly downwards. Ordinary people will fall down without readiness. For him, he landed on the ground gallantly after setting the balance.

Emperor Xi walked over to get to him. A feeling of pride was clearly implied on his face. For this time, he was not angry about his son's mischief.

"I'm proud of you. But punishment remains punishment. Father will not let you constantly stay outside the palace, no matter how much power you will gain. Father's age is getting older, before actually stepping back from the leadership, I must determine a successor and hand the title of crown prince to one of you."

That soft speech implied the turmoil of a leader's heart. His son was already of a fairly mature age, the crown prince was also yet to be determined. Neither one has married. Emperor Xi had to think about all of this immediately.

"Dad not to worry. Changyi's brother is so talented and intelligent, I strongly agree that father appointed him crown prince."

Instead of being pleased, Emperor Xi instead gave a gaze that implied disapproval. 'Stupid kid. Everywhere the emperor's sons fought each other for the throne. Why are my sons fighting each other to refuse to be leaders? I don't think about them.'

Emperor Xi turned around and left Jian Heng who was fixated. When he knew Jian Heng was not following him, he turned his head back and gestured for the son to catch up with him immediately.

"Is there something wrong with my words? Why did my face change, huh?" Jian Heng asked himself then hurried to follow his father before he grew even more furious.

The people who were swarming around the training grounds were shocked when they saw who had come closer. The darkness of the night limited their visibility. Actually Changyi and Hao Xiang were on the edge of the arena with the queens. However, they could not see it.

When Jian Heng was within close range, they could only see his face clearly. They froze silently feeling unsure of his vision. Unexpectedly, their third Prince was the most talented among his brothers.

They were all still dumbstruck in place even though the shadow of Jian Heng and his entire family had disappeared from there.

Emperor Xi and his family entered a special room to gather. He sat quietly on his throne waiting for everyone to gather.

As the main suspect, Jian Heng was asked to sit closest to Emperor Xi. Both her sisters accompanied her and the others were behind the seats a little far away.

"Night is getting late. I will immediately say what punishment Jian Heng should undergo. This time I won't give him physical punishment."

Everyone was silent, no one dared to make a sound.

"The three of you are adults. Your ages are not far apart from each other. It's time you guys thought about finding a companion. Especially for Jian Heng, I will determine who the woman he will marry. Being used to living outside the palace must have made him have bad taste about women" he continued.

Jian Heng straightened his head after hearing his father's words. He did not accept the matchmaking that would be arranged for him. It is better for her to receive severe punishment than to betray her heart and marry someone she does not love. In his heart was only Fang Yin.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I cannot accept this punishment. I don't want the throne of this kingdom, but please let me choose my own way of life."

Changyi and Hao Xiang looked at Jian Heng in disbelief. They did not expect their sister to dare to reject her father's decision. Indeed they admit if all this time his sister really likes to fight his father.

Disappointment mixed with anger was clearly reflected on Emperor Xi's face. Every time he met, Jian Heng always toyed with his feelings. His unstoppable emotions made his chest ache.

Emperor Xi held onto his chest which was painful. Several times he coughed with a loud breath.

"Dad!" pekik the three together. They moved from his seat intending to help his father.

Emperor Xi raised his hand forward and then moved from his seat. He didn't want them to approach him.

Jian Heng felt guilty towards his father. The three were stunned staring at his walking disappearance while holding his chest. The queens followed him and helped him walk.

Changyi and Hao Xiang patted Jian Heng gently on the shoulder then left following his three mothers.

"Am I being outrageous? I guess not. They should not impose their will. Although it is generally so. This is what makes me hate palace life." Jian Heng did not dare to meet his father and made his mood even worse.

On the way to the room, he several times passed by the palace maids and patrolling warriors. They whispered to each other and expressed their admiration for Jian Heng.

'They don't know if I'm just a troublemaker who always makes his dad ride a black hole.' Jian Heng shook his head blaming himself.

In the distance he saw a small palace healer running towards Emperor Xi's room. A feeling of worry enveloped his heart, but Jian Heng was helpless. He was afraid that his arrival would make things worse.

"I'm sorry, Dad." Jian Heng exhaled a rude breath full of regret.

Carrying the excitement of his heart he continued his steps into his room. His gaze glanced far away, thinking about what would happen after this. Having many concubines was common, but his heart had been carried away by Fang Yin. Jian Heng did not want to become a married statue only with a heart.

Tired of the situation, he tried to lie down and close his eyes. A lot of thought made him lose his composure.

A new subconscious gate opened, but Jian Heng regained his senses. Outside his room were hurried steps.

"Third Prince! Please excuse us for interrupting, you. Her Majesty the Empress is waiting for you in the Emperor's Majesty's room."

"Wait a minute."

Jian Heng tidied his clothes while walking then opened the door. Before him stood a personal servant of the emperor. From his face was clearly a panic that forced him to come there.

Without asking much, Jian Heng walked ahead of the servant. There were so many assumptions that came to his mind. However, he did not want to speculate and was overwhelmed by negative thoughts.

There was the sound of a woman crying. Jian Heng was certain that it was the voice of his mothers. He sped up his pace and ran towards his father's room.

The entire nuclear family was inside that room. They saw Jian Heng's arrival and gave him a way to approach. The state of Emperor Xi was truly very concerning. The court physician was unable to do anything.

"Dad. Ii'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you like this." Jian Heng held Emperor Xi's hand. His teary eyes could not bear his sadness.

"Do something for your father, son. We're not ready to lose him." The empress spoke while sobbing.

Jian Heng looked at his two brothers with a misty look. He was getting helplessly wracked by guilt.

"Why don't you just obey, Heng? What's so bad about getting married? Don't we deserve that?" Changyi spoke with a trembling voice.

Jian Heng looked down. Answering her brother would only ignite a dispute. In a state of sadness, their common sense could have disappeared.

"Sister, I know a medic. I'll bring him here. I'm definitely cured."

Hearing Jian Heng's words, everyone stared at him sharply.

"Is this your reason for avoiding? Don't you think you're the one who caused me to be like this?"

The first time Changyi spoke loudly to Jian Heng made everyone feel astonished. The anxiety over Emperor Xi's state made it difficult to control his emotions.

"I'm not that cruel. I just wanted to pick up that guy to treat dad. Only I know of his whereabouts and he's an unapproachable person. Sending an envoy to the Northern Continent will not end well."

Changyi silently thought. As the eldest son he strives to be a role model. He cannot carelessly make decisions.

"Let's say I believe you, but you can't go alone. You must bring two bodyguards."

Jian Heng gulped his saliva feeling bitter. Her brother's chosen bodyguard will limit her movements to not be free. His disguise would be revealed immediately before Fang Yin. However, there was no other choice for his father's safety.

"No problem. I'm leaving tonight, too. I'm waiting for them in my room." Jian Heng saluted everyone then left the room.

That very night, Jian Heng left his palace with the two chosen bodyguards. They had often obtained secret missions and were saint realm cultivators. His face was very cold and only spoke as necessary. On their forehead was a symbol of loyalty seen only by the royal family.

Back to the North Continent,

Fang Yin was bored of being inside the palace. He could not wait for the morning to arrive and obtain the Seven-star Book of the Nine Dragons. Long stay in the palace made him feel more restrained. Not to mention Emperor Jing who was always looking for attention.

Fang Yin jumped onto the roof of his room. Viewing the entire palace from a height. Her beauty was unable to bind her heart to stay there any longer.

Fang Yin's face looked up at the sky. Imagine what he will face tomorrow. His sword technique was indeed beyond doubt. However, he did not know what kind of opponent he would face.

Emperor Jing was greatly respected by his opponents. Fang Yin felt that he would not be easily defeated. A fleeting shadow of defeat flashed, but it changed Jian Heng's face with his sweetest smile.

"Chairman Yu. I am not afraid of defeat, but I am very afraid of marriage. I don't love Emperor Jing. His possessions and powers don't make me glare and still choose you."

Until now, Fang Yin did not know if Jian Heng was the third prince of the Middle Continent. Both are equally deceived by the false identity they show.

The memories of them during their time together in the Nine Stars Sect flashed back. A longing pierced his heart and wanted to repeat those times. What power Fang Yin still had to gather the Book of Nine Dragons and absorb its entire contents.

"I need to rest. It takes physical readiness to face the fight tomorrow morning. If the deal doesn't change, Emperor Jing won't let me use my inner strength."

Shortly before coming down from the roof, several soldiers on patrol saw him. No one dared to disturb him. The news of the deaths of the maids killed by him had spread. They also knew that Fang Yin was from the ice tribe which added to their fear.

The garden along the way to the room was filled with blooming flowers. Fang Yin's gentle side appeared and liked the scent of his fragrance. Even though she was notoriously cruel, she was still a woman who liked beauty.

The fragrance of the flower became therapeutic which made his mind become calm. His body walked uncharacteristically, stepping lightly into his room. Before falling asleep, Fang Yin planted a double protective spell until even the inner eye was unable to penetrate through it.

A little night passed quickly. Before the sun appeared on the eastern horizon, Fang Yin had been awake.

"Good morning, Miss. Your Majesty asked us to help you take a bath."

Two of the ladies were already standing before Fang Yin when he opened the door. Emperor Jing really treated him special.

"Not that I don't want to. But I'm sure you won't be able to be around me for long."

"It's our job, miss. We're used to helping noble princesses take a bath."

They misunderstood and thought that Fang Yin's body was very dirty, but that was not what was meant. The two of them brought to the bathroom that was next to Fang Yin's room.

In the middle of the room there is a round and large-sized bathtub. The tub can hold more than a hundred liters of water. The flower petals sprinkled within it gave off a very refreshing aroma.

"You can go!" fang Yin exclaimed after letting the two maids undress.

"Relax, Miss. We can keep a secret." They insisted on staying.

Fang Yin was sure they would be frightened when he saw the Dragon Goddess symbol on his back would appear after his body touched the water. With the thin clothes he was wearing now the symbol would be clearly visible.

"As far as you guys. Don't blame me if after this you see something scary."

The two ladies looked at each other. They observed Fang Yin's ordinary-looking body. Now both of them feel doubt and stand guard without doing anything.

Fang Yin went into his bath. The symbol on his back shone and emitted waves of energy that suppressed the surrounding air.

The two maids finally understood why Fang Yin forbade her to help her take a bath. Their bodies were pushed backwards. Luckily Fang Yin soaked his back so that they did not see the sinister Dragon Goddess symbol.

"I'm sorry, Miss." Finally they gave up and left the room immediately.

Fang Yin nodded.

Emperor Jing had been waiting in the middle of the fighting arena when Fang Yin came. There were some royal commanders and retainers who saw their match. Several elders and the imperial council were also present to assess.

"You're so serious about this match, Your Majesty. I think this is just business between us." Fang Yin looked around the arena.

"You don't have to worry. All decisions remain in my hands. It's just a formality. I just want to show you how tough you are so they don't blame me for having feelings for you."

Fang Yin snorted in annoyance at the words thrown by Emperor Jing. To him was too excessive and shameless. Even though he knew in love it was only natural.

"Let's start the game." Fang Yin did not want to hear the words that fed him even more.

A sword appeared in his hand. Next to his feet he pulled back to form horses.

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