Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

"Haha, Brother Long, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for decades, you are still as charming as ever! Congratulations!"

Long Batian was slightly stunned, and once again carefully looked at the mysterious man, and after a long while he laughed and said, "So it's you, old man. I haven't seen you for decades. Why don't you stay in Yaoyue Country and enjoy your life, but run to our Chu Country?"

People from Yaoyue Country! Yale Feng's face darkened. Yaoyue Country and Chu Country have always been on good terms. A hundred years ago, Chu Country was under siege by Huihuang Country, and it was Yaoyue Country that helped it avoid the disaster of national destruction.

It can be said that if the State of Chu hated the State of Huihuang, then the State of Huihuang hated the State of Yaoyue.

"Are you the chief swordsman of Yaoyue Kingdom, Liu Wusheng?" Yale Feng asked in a deep voice.

"That's right! I am Liu Wusheng!"

The Dark Saint was not surprised by the identity of the mysterious man. She only laughed and said, "So you must be Mr. Liu Wusheng. You deceived me so badly!"

Liu Wusheng laughed and said, "You are a good joker, little girl. With your intelligence, you must have guessed my identity long ago!"

The saint smiled charmingly and did not deny it.

The royal family of Yaoyue Kingdom has four great sword masters. Liu Wusheng became famous twenty years ago. His strong fighting spirit made him the chief sword master of Yaoyue Kingdom and the teacher of many princes of Yaoyue Kingdom.

The mysterious man Liu Wusheng said to Long Batian with some envy: "Brother Long, I didn't expect that after not seeing you for decades, you would be one step ahead of me and enter the realm of the Great Sword Saint. You have become a legend on the continent. I am really envious!"

Long Batian waved his hand and said, "It's just good luck. Besides, I see that your aura is quite unstable. It's clearly a sign of breaking through the eleventh level. It's estimated that in less than three years, my old friend, you will be able to catch up! There's more. I heard that thing is on you!"

"That's right! His Majesty attaches great importance to the notebook and told me to bring it back. If I can't get it, I will try to destroy it, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" Liu Wusheng said in a deep voice, "Old friend, you won't stop me!"

Long Batian did not answer. He hesitated for a while before speaking: "As long as it is not one of those mixed-feathered birds from the Brilliant Country, you can take that thing away, but I also have a condition!"

"What? Just speak up, old friend!" Liu Wusheng was overjoyed. As long as he could bring this thing back to Yaoyue Kingdom, he would agree to any condition.

Long Batian said solemnly: “If you can really unlock that thing, I hope you can build a magic crystal cannon for the Chu State for free. Of course, we will pay for the materials ourselves.

"This..." Liu Wusheng hesitated for a moment, thought for a moment and said, "I can't guarantee this, but if you can really make a magic crystal cannon, I can make the decision on behalf of your majesty and give you ten cannons for free, and you don't need to provide any materials."

"Okay, I trust your character, old friend, but I still hope you can agree to the conditions I just proposed." Long Batian was very shrewd. Ten free magic crystal cannons seemed to be a great bargain, but in fact, if Yaoyue Kingdom could really decipher the notes and agree to build magic crystal cannons for Chu State, as long as there were enough materials, Chu State would have a large number of magic crystal cannons.

"I will ask His Majesty for this, and I think His Majesty will agree!"

Liu Wusheng did not give a positive answer, but the sincerity in his tone was unquestionable. However, he did not notice the gleam of success in Long Batian's eyes. Long Batian still remembered the conversation between Emperor Chu and himself. "Uncle Long, we have studied this metal box for nearly 20 years and still have nothing to show for it. The only thing we know is that it contains Smith's notes, but no matter what method we use, we cannot open it."

"So what is your majesty going to do?"

“Auction it off!”

"Your Majesty, please think twice! If the things inside are obtained by the enemy, it will cause endless harm!"

"That's fine! We can then exchange it for something else. With the power of this thing, it shouldn't be a problem to exchange it for another divine weapon. And no matter who gets the notebook in the end, it will be impossible for them to leave safely. There will definitely be a big battle. If the forces hostile to us gain the upper hand, you will show up to help. I don't need to tell you what to do then!"

"Your Majesty, please rest assured. I know what to do!"

In fact, except for Long Batian, no one present knew that the person behind the auction of Smith's notes would be the Chu royal family. The royal family had been studying for decades and could not decipher the unsolved things. Instead of keeping them useless, it would be better to exchange them for something useful. In fact, there were many artifacts in the exchange. The royal family finally chose Yaoyue Kingdom as the exchange object, so Yaoyue Kingdom and Chu Kingdom have been friends for generations.

Long Batian felt that he was lucky today as he actually met Liu Wusheng. He had a friendship with Liu Wusheng and naturally knew what kind of person he was. If he could help him bring him back to Yaoyue Kingdom safely this time, he would not only be able to deepen the friendship between the two countries, but he would also be able to profit from it.

Yale Feng, who had been ignored for a long time, finally couldn't stand it anymore and shouted angrily: "Stop talking! Two old guys, we will start fighting after you finish talking. Although you are strong, a large number of ants can kill an elephant. Besides, we also have elephants that are not much smaller than you. This prince advises you to hand over your notes obediently!"

"Oh, Your Highness Yale, you are too arrogant! With Senior Long, the great swordsman, here, how can you be so rampant!" The Dark Saint seemed to be following Long Batian's lead, but secretly directed the spearheads of the people of the Brilliant Country toward Long Batian, while she herself secretly gained the benefit.

Long Batian frowned slightly. The Dark Saint's little tricks could certainly not be hidden from him, and his good impression of this girl decreased a lot.

But who is Long Batian? How could he take a bunch of small shrimps from the Brilliant Country seriously? He just laughed loudly: "Come here, you bastards from the Brilliant Country. I will show you the true strength of the Great Sword Saint!"

"Go!" Yale Feng gritted his teeth and stared at Long Batian fiercely.

"Whoosh~~"

The two sword masters and four ninth-level masters beside Yale Feng flew towards Long Batian at the same time, while the other masters of the Brilliant Country rushed towards the Dark Church and Liu Wusheng. Yale Feng stood outside the encirclement, and he was still escorted by two ninth-level masters.

"Dragon dominates the world!"

Long Batian roared angrily and punched out from high above the ground in mid-air. The terrifying dragon-shaped fighting spirit hit the group of six below heavily.

The power of the Great Sword Saint was so terrifying that the six people below felt that their breathing became unnatural. They did not dare to hold back and fought back with all their might.

"boom"

The energies from both sides collided, and Long Batian was hit hard by the terrifying power of the explosion, and his hands were in pain. The six people below were in a much worse situation. The two sword masters were still better, but the four ninth-level masters had blood on their mouths.

"Come again!"

Although Long Batian was old, his fighting spirit had never diminished at all. He clasped his hands in front of his chest and quickly struck out, blasting out another terrifying fighting spirit.

"War dragon goes out to sea!"

The six people below were crying out in pain. The Long family's fighting spirit was extremely violent, and fighting against Long Batian was simply asking for trouble. The two sword masters made a prompt decision and flew up to fight Long Batian head-on, while the four ninth-level masters attacked from the side.

This battle plan was effective immediately. Although Long Batian was extremely powerful, he was held back by the two sword masters. He could not do anything to them for a while, and he had to pay attention to guard against the sneak attacks of the four ninth-level masters. The two sides were in a stalemate, and neither could do anything to the other.

Yale Feng stood aside, his face becoming increasingly ugly. All his masters were besieging Long Batian, but no one could contain Liu Wusheng, the high-level swordsman. Although Yale Feng's men were numerous, most of them were only fifth or sixth-rank masters. Under the sweep of Liu Wusheng's terrifying sword energy, no less than ten of them collapsed to the ground.

"Die!" Liu Wusheng shouted and split a sixth-level master of the Brilliant Country into two halves with one sword.

The speed of a sword master is not comparable to those of the sixth and seventh level warriors. Liu Wusheng is like a green ghost, shuttling through the crowd, constantly taking lives. The two ninth level masters wanted to stop him, but they couldn't catch up with his terrifying speed.

On the Dark Church side, the remaining three ninth-level masters also began to show their power, like a tiger descending from the mountain. Yale Feng's men could not resist at all. Nearly ten eighth-level masters stopped them.

"Your Highness, this is impossible. Let's retreat before there are any more casualties. If we continue fighting, I'm afraid Your Highness will not be safe!" A ninth-rank master beside Yale Feng said worriedly.

Yale Feng felt very upset. The originally good situation was lost because of Long Batian. Looking at Long Batian in mid-air with hatred, Yale Feng was angry and unwilling. Finally, with a last glimmer of luck, he said, "Uncles, I don't need your protection here. Go and help deal with Liu Wusheng. As long as you can control Liu Wusheng, we will evacuate here quickly."

"Not right!" The two ninth-rank masters immediately denied it. "Your Highness, this is impossible. Retreat. A sword master is not something that we four ninth-rank masters can control."

"How can I know if I don't try? I won't accept this. How can I come all the way here and get nothing? I will lose many soldiers and generals. How can I explain this to my father? How can I hold my head up in front of the eldest, second and third brothers? No matter what, I have to fight!"

"Your Highness..."

"I am the prince. I said go ahead, go ahead!"

"Your Highness...but..."

"This prince orders you to go up! I am already a fifth-rank warrior, and I carry several high-level scrolls on me, which is enough to protect myself!"

The two ninth-level masters gritted their teeth and finally rushed forward. They called out to the other two ninth-level masters in the field, and the four of them surrounded Liu Wusheng from four directions.