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The Sun was suspending in the sky. It was noon.

Amongst a leafy forest, Ling Xian descended gracefully like an immortal and landed up on top of an ancient tree.

This place was a lot further than the Emperor's Millennium Capital. In other words, not only did he get rid of a pain in his butt, he was also entirely safe!

One has to admit this was a monstrous feat!

In the entire Yunzhou, how many people can kill the Third Prince while in the capital city and escape from the emperor? Very few.

But here, Ling Xian did it. This was naturally categorized as an accomplishment!

"I am pretty much safe here."

Ling Xian gently grinned and sent away the Wingzed Blitz. He decided to rest and cure his internal wounds.

Very long ago, he felt the impact from forcefully using the Zither of the Crouching Dragon. Because he used his Qi to suppress his injuries, they didn't bring him down. But when he was fighting against the Third Prince, the wounds festered and almost killed him!