Chapter 343: The Four-Year-Old Divine Child Can Be My Concubine, Horse Face I Found You! (3)

Whooosh—

Between heaven and earth, a sudden wind whirls, and a heavy snow dances wildly!

Everything within Li Che’s perception became exceedingly clear.

The carriage rumbles, the horses whinny.

Wen Longshan.

Was here.

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...

The flying snow swirls, and the cold wind rustles.

The official roads were covered with a thick layer of frozen snow.

The bone-chilling wind blasted fiercely; even the established roads were scarcely traveled. Even experienced merchants and escort agencies would not travel on such days.

However, amidst the icy world,

There was a troop tearing through the sky full of snow, galloping on their journey, their vigorous blood and qi clearing the way, tearing apart the snow curtains blown askew by the wind!

The leading figure, dressed in black, with a side knife at his waist, mounted on a horse, approached through the snow!

Carrying a neatly aligned black iron strong bow, which had frosted white in the blizzard.

They were cautious and solemn, and in the middle, they protected a plain and common carriage.

The thick curtains of the carriage drooped down, keeping out the chill.

Atop the carriage sat a one-armed old coachman dressed in burlap, wearing a wide-brimmed hat.

The wheel hubs creaked and crunched the frozen snow, carving out a slow-moving path.

The carriage curtain was lifted.

A five-year-old child in luxurious clothes with a young face emerged.

The boy was clad in splendor with an imposing aura between his brows, and if one looked closely, the pupils of his eyes were faintly purple.

"Young Prince, it’s cold as ice out here; don’t catch a chill,"

The one-armed coachman’s empty sleeve swung in the wind as he glanced at the boy and spoke slowly.

The youngster, however, did not mind and leisurely exited the carriage, sitting on the coachman’s bench.

The small figure looked out at the snowy sky and reached out to pluck a snowflake.

"Old Driver, are we close to Golden Light Prefecture City?"

The boy asked.

His voice was tender, yet mature for his age.

The one-armed old man smiled. "We’re close."

"Su Huaili should have been informed of the Young Prince’s arrival and probably has sent someone from the Yunzhou Divine Guards Camp, led by the Divine Archer Colonel, to escort us."

The one-armed old man spoke softly.

"It seems a bit slow... They have not yet arrived."

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"A bit slack indeed, but they aren’t the Prince’s personal troops, so it’s normal to be slack."

The boy nodded, his purple pupils reflecting the white snow of the world around him, looking radiant.

"Eight-Armed Prison Lotus Wrathful Third Prince’s Sinister Temple... The Four Royal Mysterious Temples, my father once explored one when he was younger..."

"He gave it a high appraisal, saying this Mysterious Temple might be one of the top Mysterious Temples within the Grand Prospect Dynasty’s borders."

"Father has been arranging for it since I was born..."

"I hope this Mysterious Temple doesn’t disappoint me."

The five-year-old boy, his fancy clothes fluttering, his eyes shining like purple lightning, spoke indifferently.

Yet the one-armed old man smiled. "Don’t worry... The appraisal given by the Prince can’t be wrong."

"The Prince has paved the way for the Young Prince for so long."

"With Temple God Resonance, the Young Prince will definitely come out on top, although we’ve heard that this time, from Lingnan Taoist City, the Qian Yuan Divine Sect has sent a Divine Child and an Upper Class Spiritual Child, and here in Golden Light Prefecture, there’s also a Divine Child born with a hundred feet of purple aura..."

"But, for the Young Prince..."

The one-armed charioteer had not finished speaking.

A childish voice then echoed between heaven and earth.

"They are all trash!"

The charioteer was startled, then burst into a big laugh.

"Truly the offspring of the Old Prince, possessing a bit of the Old Prince’s vigor!"

"Among the eleven Taoist cities of the Grand Prospect Dynasty, Lingnan Taoist City is ranked in the middle to lower tier, and the Divine Children they produce... to the Young Prince, indeed, they are no different from trash."

A smile curved at the corners of the youth’s lips.

"I hear that Divine Child taken in by the Golden Light Sub-sect is only four years old? Apparently, her talent is exceptional, her martial prowess outstanding, and she has reached the Blood Exchange Realm at four, becoming Nan Lihuo’s direct disciple?"

The youth stood with his hands behind his back, standing in the snowstorm.

"Nan Lihuo’s disciple, huh?"

"A Blood Exchange at four, not bad, I can barely grant her the future qualification to be one of my concubines!"

As his words ended,

The youth opened his arms.

From within his chest, a grand air, as if to fill the heavens, began to surge.

"I must obtain the legacy of the Eight-Armed Prison Lotus Wrathful Third Prince!"

Boom—

The wheels turned, crushing the wind and snow!

In the vast white world of ice and snow,

It was like a thrown spear, hunting wild beasts, a black long spears!

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The Demon Blood Treasure Horse galloped speedily, shattering the wind and snow, hot blood rolled up from the person riding the steed and the horse itself.

Wen Longshan, dressed in a colonel’s uniform and carrying a red longbow, was imposing.

With a squeeze of his legs, the Demon Blood Treasure Horse, flowing with the blood of a demonic creature, let out a fierce neigh, its forehooves lifted high, and countless flakes of snow exploded into the air!

Wen Longshan’s brows furrowed.

Beside him were several members of the Guard Squad, dressed in armor and riding treasure horses.

"Colonel Wen, what’s the matter?"

A Deputy General reined in his horse, stopping it as he asked in confusion.

Wen Longshan raised his hand and took an arrow from the quiver on his back.

Only to see, the arrow was trembling incessantly.

"My arrow... is trembling."

"There’s an ambush."

Wen Longshan said gravely.

The Deputy General was startled, then laughed, "Colonel, aren’t you being too cautious? Our departure from the city to welcome the Young Prince was a covert action, who would lay an ambush in advance?"

"Moreover, if there were an ambush, it would be for the Young Prince... why would they ambush us?"

The Deputy General laughed and laughed, but as Wen Longshan watched him with an indifferent gaze, he gradually stopped laughing.

The Deputy General’s eyes grew serious.

"It’s aimed at the Colonel?"

Wen Longshan took down the longbow at his waist and sneered.

"Most likely..."

"Just as well, before meeting the Young Prince, we’ll clean up some stray cats and dogs, so they won’t disturb the Young Prince later on."