My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator



"Definitely. Did you notice that the guards of the Liang family who stopped the eldest prince before were all at the Foundation Establishment realm? Even though the Foundation Establishment Pill was easier to obtain than the Mystic Golden Core, it can't be bought with Spirit Stones. If the Liang family doesn't have a way, then it must have been refined by Miss Lu."

"Huh??? Where are you rushing to? I'm not done talking!"

A cultivator in white who was talking enthusiastically couldn't help looking dumbfounded when he saw the people around him suddenly rushing to leave.

"What else are you going to talk about? Hurry up and go to the Liang family to ask for pills. If you're late, there'll be nothing left!" One of the short and thin male cultivators reminded him kindly.

The cultivator in white, who was originally dumbfounded, immediately ran towards the camp where the Liang family was.

Looking at the dozen or so cultivators running in front of him, the cultivator in white was anxious and wished his parents could give him a few more legs.

So, the camp where the Liang family was located was surrounded by groups of cultivators.

And these cultivators were basically here to congratulate Liang Zongxing on advancing to the Golden Core realm and ask for pills.

Regarding this, Liang Zongxing rejected these people's congratulations on the grounds that the beast tide had yet to subside.

…

In Dujin City.

"Your Highness, this can't go on. We have to ask the Imperial City for more reinforcements. Otherwise, we'll all be wiped out in the end!" The seriously injured Li Niansheng forced his weak body forward and requested that Duanmu Chun reported the situation here to the Imperial City.

However, Duanmu Chun didn't agree. Instead, his expression was extremely dark.

Seeing that the prince still couldn't let go of his dignity at this moment, the Imperial City's Minister of War couldn't help feeling a bit angry in his mind. "Your Highness, a country is supported by the people. If there aren't even people, how can there be a country? If Your Highness can't let go of your dignity, I'm willing to do it for you and ask His Majesty for help personally!"

"You…!"

Hearing the threat in Imperial City's Minister of War's words, Duanmu Chun's expression instantly darkened.

"Your Highness, I'm not exaggerating. What I said is the truth. From the beginning of the beast tide until now, we've already lost three cities in Delin Country. If this continues, Delin Country won't be able to survive!"

As he spoke, he knelt down towards Duanmu Chun without caring about his injuries.

"Your Highness, take it that I'm begging you!"

At this moment, Duanmu Chun's face was as black as ink. He stared at Imperial City's Minister of War with a hint of killing intent.

"Your Highness."

Sensing Duanmu Chun's murderous intent towards Li Niansheng, the captain of the guards immediately went forward to stop him.

He also said via voice transmission, "Your Highness, the Patriarch of the Liang family has already advanced to the Golden Core realm. We can no longer attack the Fourth Prince. If Your Highness wants to sit firmly in the position of the heir apparent, you can only make a move on the public opinion. Only if Your Highness's prestige is sufficiently high, even if the Fourth Prince has the support of the Liang family, he might not be able to beat Your Highness."

The captain of the guards was half of Duanmu Chun's military counselor, so Duanmu Chun still listened to what he said.

"Since Lord Li is loyal to the country, I'll leave the support to you personally!" After saying that, Duanmu Chun flicked his sleeves angrily and left.

After walking for a distance, the captain of the guards looked around and said to Duanmu Chun in a low voice, "Your Highness, I have a plan. If I'm lucky, not only can I sow discord between the Liang family's patriarch, the Fourth Prince, and Alchemist Lu, it's even possible to rope Alchemist Lu and Array Master Mu to our side."