Rebirth of the Strongest Seventh Prince

Shangguan Zi Yan had been living a very comfortable life these days, because she hadn't seen the Seventh Prince for more than half a month. Without the Seventh Prince's harassment, Shangguan Zi Yan was naturally much more relaxed. Although she was a little curious about what the Seventh Prince was doing, she had no interest in pursuing it, lest that bad guy accuse her of meddling too much.

"It's been more than half a month. What on earth has that bad guy been doing? Is he really practicing? Can he endure it with his temper?" Shangguan Zi Yan seemed to be thinking about something.

"Hongyi, go call Xiaoyueliang over." With a wave of her hand, Shangguan Ziyan called Hongyi over.

"Yes, Sister Zi Yan," the woman in red responded and left.

"I float and float, you sway and sway, rootless weeds..."

Little Moon was sitting on a small stool at this time, humming an unknown tune and washing Chu Lingfeng's clothes. She didn't even notice that Hongyi was coming behind her.

Xiaoyueliang has been having a good life recently. Apart from delivering meals to Chu Lingfeng and washing his face and clothes, there is not much else to do. Chu Lingfeng has been bathing in a wooden tub recently and has not done anything inappropriate to her, which makes Xiaoyueliang even happier.

"I say, Xiaoyueliang, what song are you singing? It's very strange but very nice." Hongyi patted Xiaoyueliang's shoulder.

The little maid jumped up in fright, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw it was Red Clothes. She complained, "Sister Red Clothes, why don't you make any sound when you walk? What if you scare people?"

The girl in red curled her lips and said, "You were so engrossed in singing that you didn't even notice I was behind you. By the way, what song did you just sing? It was very nice."

"I don't know either. That was sung by the Seventh Prince. Every time I wiped his face, he would sing some strange little songs. This one is my favorite." Little Moon raised the corner of her mouth.

"This song was learned from the Seventh Prince. I've never heard of such singing style before!" said the man in red curiously.

Of course she had never heard of it, but this was a popular song on Earth in the 21st century. As for Little Moon, she was lucky enough to be the first listener of the song "Floating" in another world.

"Who knows? By the way, do you have something to talk to me about?" asked Little Moon.

"Oh, yes, yes, I almost forgot about the important matter. Sister Zi Yan is looking for you!" Hongyi patted her little head and said hurriedly. Although Sister Zi Yan was a very good person, she would get angry if she waited for too long.

"Oh, I'll be right there." Xiaoyue washed her hands and followed Hongyi to see Shangguan Ziyan.

They sang and laughed all the way, and the girl in red also sang "Floating" along with Little Moon.

"I float and float, you sway and sway, rootless weeds..."

Shangguan Zi Yan was sitting beside the pavilion. When she saw the two smiling little maids, a hint of envy appeared on her face, but it was fleeting. To her, these were memories from long ago and it was difficult to have them again now.

"Sister Zi Yan, do you have something to talk to me about?" Little Moon asked, showing her little white teeth.

Shangguan Ziyan nodded, a hint of hesitation appeared on her cold face, and then asked: "Xiaoyue, what has your highness been busy with recently?"

Little Moon shook her head and said hesitantly, "I don't know either. It seems like he is practicing, but I don't understand. A few times I saw His Highness sitting cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed. I don't know what he was doing, and he was humming a tune."

Shangguan Zi Yan was speechless. She thought he was practicing. Who could practice while singing? It seemed that she had overestimated him. A playboy is always a playboy, and nothing can change his nature.

In a grove of trees, Chu Lingfeng jumped up, with golden light shining brightly in his hands while he was in mid-air.

"Heaven-covering Hand"

Following Chu Lingfeng's loud shout, a huge palm nearly ten feet long fell from the sky.

"boom"

The ground shook, and then a half-foot deep pit appeared.

Looking at his masterpiece, Chu Lingfeng shook his head slightly, a bitter smile appearing on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that his attack power was so weak. If it was in his prime, this Heaven-Covering Hand would be at least nearly a thousand feet huge, which could be described as covering the sky and the sun.

"This is only temporary!" Chu Lingfeng clenched his fists. With such good conditions now, Chu Lingfeng is confident that he can surpass his previous life as long as he is given enough time.

This grove is the deep forest behind Prince Chu Lingfeng's mansion. Usually, few people go there, so it is a good opportunity for Chu Lingfeng to practice martial arts there.

Chu Lingfeng took out the heavenly sword skill - "Storm Sword Technique" from the space ring. From the memory of the Seventh Prince, that guy was not yet qualified to practice this sword technique, because the Storm Sword Technique could only be practiced by a third-rank swordsman or above. Now, Chu Lingfeng had practiced to the third level of Mad Dragon Fighting Qi, which was just right for him to practice the Storm Sword Technique.

When I opened the Storm Sword Technique, I saw some notes written on the parchment.

"Storm Sword Technique is a Heavenly Sword Technique created by Chu Aotian, the founding emperor of the Chu State. It has three levels. The first level is to transform into thousands of entities, making it difficult for the enemy to distinguish between friend and foe. Attacks are like violent storms, showing no mercy to the enemy and seeking a quick victory. The second level is to create two physical clones and thousands of phantoms. Each physical clone has half of the power of the person. The third level is to form one's own domain within a hundred feet. The physical clones depend on one's own strength. In the domain, the enemy's vision and movement speed are affected, and their strength is greatly reduced."

This is too amazing! Chu Lingfeng really began to admire the people from this other world. They were able to create such a technique, which was much more exquisite than the so-called martial arts moves on Earth. Perhaps this was the special feature of fighting spirit.

Storm Sword Technique is a sword technique based on soul power, because creating phantoms and clones requires huge mental power to support, but this is like pie in the sky for Chu Lingfeng, this is simply a sword technique tailor-made for him, with his unparalleled mental force field, as long as the level of the Mad Dragon Fighting Qi is improved, there is no need to worry that this Storm Sword Technique cannot be cultivated to the highest level. As far as Chu Lingfeng knows, in the history of the Chu royal family, only the founding emperor Chu Aotian was able to cultivate this sword technique to the highest level, because he is not only a sword god, but also a fire saint magic guide with huge soul power.

And now, with his spiritual power far superior to that of his ancestors, it is not a big deal for Chu Lingfeng to defeat his ancestors and practice the Storm Sword Technique to the highest level or even beyond the highest level. It is only a matter of time.

According to the method of creating a virtual clone in the Storm Sword Technique, Chu Lingfeng closed his eyes and chanted a spell: "Supreme Sword Demon, use my body as the basis and transform into thousands of forms. Come out, my Shadow Demon."

"whoosh whoosh"

Three clones appeared instantly, exactly like Chu Lingfeng. If people didn't touch them, it would be difficult for them to tell that they were virtual entities.

Looking at these three 'Chu Lingfeng', Chu Tian couldn't help but smile proudly: "It seems that this prince is still talented. It's amazing that he can create a virtual clone in the first experiment!"

You narcissistic guy, you possess extremely terrifying mental power, man, you can only create three clones, aren't you ashamed?

"Although I have only created three clones, this prince is such a genius. I don't believe that I cannot create hundreds or thousands of clones if I try a few more times."

"Supreme Sword Demon, based on my body, transforms into thousands of forms. Come out, my Shadow Demon."

"whoosh whoosh"

Three clones appeared instantly, looking at Chu Lingfeng expressionlessly.

"You three dead birds, what are you looking at? You have no expression on your face. You are just laughing at this prince!"

Chu Lingfeng was furious and attacked with his Heaven-Covering Hand, but found that his Heaven-Covering Hand only passed through the chests of the three clones, leaving the three clones unharmed.

"Fuck you, you forgot you were in an inanimate form. What a waste of energy."

"Supreme Sword Demon, based on my body, transforms into thousands of forms. Come out, my Shadow Demon."

"Whoosh whoosh"

"Finally, there are four clones. Let's continue~"

"Supreme Sword Demon, based on my body, transforms into thousands of forms. Come out, my Shadow Demon."

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For the entire morning, Chu Lingfeng had been chanting "Supreme Sword Demon, use my body as the basis and transform into thousands of forms. Come out, my Shadow Demon." In the end, his mouth became numb from chanting the spell, so he simply stopped chanting this extremely annoying spell and directly conjured up a clone. The final result surprised Chu Lingfeng, as he was able to conjure up a clone without chanting the spell.

"Damn, what a waste of my saliva"

Finally, Chu Lingfeng successfully created 21 clones, and only when his fighting spirit was almost gone did he reluctantly stop the experiment. His mental power was indeed immense, but his fighting spirit could not keep up. The third level of Crazy Dragon fighting spirit could only support so many phantom clones.