Chapter 2: This Prince is on another Mission!

Chapter 2: This Prince is on another Mission!

Author: Larvender_Knight

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Bam!

"Kya! I, surrender!" She wailed, falling to the ground. Her butt crashing to the ground first.

She rubbed her bountiful butt, hatefully glaring at her Master who was the cause of this all.

"You have improved alot, my Disciple. Especially your movement skills. They are on another level." Feng Jiao-long commented, looking at the tumbled young jade beauty infront of him.

She wore a grey robe with red stripes, her lustrous jet black hair all messy. She had few brushes over her robe as her black eye pupil was raining droplets of water.

"Hateful Master! If you always attack me like this, there's no way I won't improve my dodging skills!" She complained, brushing off dust from her robe. She stood up, storing the sword in her storage ring.

"No need to be toxic with your mouth, Disciple. This Master only wants your well being." Feng Jiao-long countered, retreating his wooden sword that he used to smack the butt of his Disciple, Yang Caihong.

Grrr!

"Whatever! This Disciple will be taking her leave now!" Yang Caihong grumbled, quickly running away from the training field. She wanted to rush to her building and take a refreshing bath.

'This hateful master has been bashing me up for 5 candle time! I'm all dirty now.' She inwardly thought, thinking of bathing in the lotus water.

(A/N: Bashing = Training ;).)

They were currently in the 2nd Area of Divine Weapon Peak, which was usually used for training with weapons.

It was a flat plain in the middle of the peak, with many weapons impaled to the ground. They all were the weapons used by the before Disciples of the Divine Weapon Peak. Since, the establishment of the Sect.

"She sure is annoying. What could I have done to her, if not for the future…" Feng Jiao-long exclaimed, staring at the fading away figure of Yang Caihong.

He sighed, looking at the clear sky above him. His identity jade token that was placed beside his waist, suddenly glowing a bright golden light.

'Head Disciple Feng Jiao-long, you are asked to arrive at the Thousands Saint Peak by the decree of the Sect Master.' A voice rang through his mind, as the voice soon ended.

'Thousands Saint Peak? What does that Old man need from me?' Feng Jiao-long thought, receiving the order.

Thousands Saint Peak, also known as the heart of the Sect, was the Peak where the honourable Sect Master lived.

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[Thousands Saint Peak]

Saint Mansion, built at the top of the Peak. It was a beautiful mansion with swords hovering above the Mansion, many flying creatures flew above the Mansion.

Currently, Inside the Main Hall.

"Head Disciple Feng Jiao-long is entering the Hall!" An announcement sounded through the Main Hall, gaining the attention of two old men with white hair, sitting inside the Hall.

'Hmm… He is here.'

'Impossible! He broke through another layer in just twenty days! This talent is absurd!' The old man, wearing white Daoist robe sitting in the right of the head seat inwardly exclaimed, his grey eyes widening from shock.

His wrinkled face carrying a distrubed face, as he soon turned toward the head seat.

Where, an old man with grey hair, with flawless skin was seated. Who also turning his head to the Supreme Elder, both their eye's meeting against each other.

The one seated to the right side of the Head seat was the Supreme Elder of the Sect, Wang Hu. An existence of Heavenly Tribulation Realm, that walked through the plain carrying a calamity in his head.

(A/N: You can check Cultivation Realms in Auxiliary.)

While, the man sitting in the head seat was the Sect Master of the Great Ten Thousands Saint Sword Sect, He Tao.

An existence of peak Venerable Lord Realm, who was only one step near entering the legendary Realm of Calamity, Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

"This Disciple greets the honourable Sect Master and Exalted Supreme Elder." Feng Jiao-long greeted, cupping his fist and slightly bowing his head. He frowned alittle, feeling the two old men infront of him peeking at his Cultivation core.

"Hoho, Prince Feng, you have finally arrived. Please take a seat, we have something to say." Sect Master He Tao nodded to Feng Jiao-long greetings, as pointing the seat to his left for him to sit.

"This Disciple will." Feng Jiao-long said, walking through the Hall. He took his seat, looking at the two Old mens.

"Prince Feng, do you know the reason why we called you here?" Supreme Elder Wang Hu then asked, giving the respectful tone same as that given by the Sect Master.

Feng Jiao-long smiled alittle, raising both his hand and shaking his head.

"This Disciple is afraid, he doesn't know the reason. May the Supreme Elder elaborate." Feng Jiao-long said, asking for the reason. He carried on a curious face, placing his left leg over his right thigh.

"It is because of this decade's recruitment. You know, every decade we recruit disciples all over the Continent in search of good seedlings." Supreme Elder Wang Hu said, ignoring the position of Feng Jiao-long.

"I know about it, Supreme Elder. But, why are you telling me about this? Every decade, It is the duty of Core Disciples to travel through various parts of the Continent and recruit Disciples with good talent for the Sect." Feng Jiao-long said, a confusion lingering in his eyes.

"Yes, you are correct Prince Feng. We used to send Core Disciples every decade for recruiting talented Disciples. But, this year we are also sending the Head Disciples with the Core to recruit Disciples." Sect Master He Tao explaining, hearing Feng Jiao-long.

"What! do you mean?! There is now way you are sending the Head Disciples, are you? Can you explain why are you sending them?" Feng Jiao-long exclaimed loudly, hearing what He Tao just said. His eyes widening from shock, as he asked for the reason.

Both the Sect Master and Supreme Elder not surprised with this reaction of Feng Jiao-long, as more likely they were even expecting it.

Because, sending the Head Disciples of the Sect to the outside world. Is the same as sending their most talented Disciples inside a dragon's mouth.

As, It was because of the bloody competition between the Five Main Sects.

If there were any news of a Head Disciple from one of the Five Main Sect coming out to the outside world. There was a hundred and one% guarantee chance that the other Four Main Sect will send an Emperor or Great Emperor level expert to assassinate them.

It was because of the common knowledge of Head Disciples being the future pillar of their Sect.

All of the Head Disciples from the Five Main Sects are of the existence of the Quasi-Emperor Realm under the age of 100. Which means, if given them a 100 or 200 year time. They could surely reach the Realm of the Venerable Lord. Which could be a major boost to that sect's overall strength.

So, all the Five Main Sects want to kill the Head Disciples of their opposing Sect when given the time. As nobody wants a powerhouse joining their opponent.

"Please calm you curiosity, Prince Feng. I will tell you, why there is no need to worry about what you are thinking off because the other Four Main Sects won't do anything funny to our Head Disciples." Sect Master He Tao casually said, trying to calm down Feng Jiao-long. As, he poured down the hot tea from the jade pot to the cup.

"How can you be so sure, Sect Master He? You should know this, if the sect loses even one of its Head Disciples. It will not only affect your Sect, but my Great Denglong Empire too. You should know the consequences, if that ever happened right?" Feng Jiao-long coldly said, hearing the casual tone of He Tao. He received the cup of tea, He Tao had just poured.

As, both the Sect Master and Supreme Elder carried alittle confused face, trying to hide their rage.

'How arrogant! If not for your status as the Prince of the Holy Empire! I could have skinned you alive and boiled you in my furnace! For this audacity!' Both the Supreme Elder and Sect Master inwardly thought, hearing a mere Quasi-Emperor Realm kid threatening them.

Though, they still calmed down. While thinking about it, they understood the hidden meaning of those words.

If something did happen to a Head Disciple or especially him the Prince, the Denglong Emperor could surely annihilate their entire sect in fit of rage.

As, it was known very well on how much the Denglong Emperor favoured the Ninth Prince.

'Well, I can forgive him in this single impudence. He had always been a humble child. I can understand his impudence for today.' Sect Master He Tao then thought, understanding the warning given by Feng Jiao-long.

"Well, I'm very aware of the consequences, Prince Feng." He Tao said, gaining a nod from Feng Jiao-long. He heaved a sigh, continuing his explanation.

"I wanted to tell you about this early. But, since you were in seclusion. I couldn't inform you about it, but the day of Union is coming near." He Tao said only this much, as the atmosphere of the room suddenly turned into a gloomy one.

"Day of the Union? Are you sure about that?" Feng Jiao-long gravely asked, his tone changing into a nervous one.

"I couldn't joke about such a thing, Prince Feng. You could even ask your Father, the Denglong Emperor, if you want." Sect Master He Tao said, gaining a nod from the Supreme Elder by his side.

Sip~

"Then, I can understand why the other Four won't attack our Head Disciples." Feng Jiao-long understandingly spoke, taking a sip of the tea.

"Then, Prince Feng. We will send all the Four Head Disciples to the four plains of the Continent. The Northern, Western, Southern and Eastern Plain. I expect, Prince to arrive outside the Sect door tomorrow morning." Sect Master He Tao said, pouring tea to himself.

"This Disciple understands, I will then be taking my leave. And, thanks for the tea." Feng Jiao-long said, standing from his seat.

He bowed, giving his farewells to both the Seniors.

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[Divine Weapon Peak]

1 hour later…

Currently, In the Feng Mansion, Feng Jiao-long Courtyard.

He laid in his king-sized bed, staring at the empty ceiling.

'Ha… Acting is really tough. Especially, acting surprised when everything the one infront of you is telling.' Feng Jiao-long heaved a sigh, stretching his muscular arms.

He already knew about the upcoming Union, afterall it was him. Who wrote the whole incident on this Union.

'Tomorrow, I will be on a mission as Head Disciple of Ten Thousands Saint Sword Sect.' Feng Jiao-long exclaimed inwardly, soon turning to the door.

Three of his maids soon entering his room, only wearing dudou… revealing their beautiful flawless skin, as their big bust almost holding themselves in those small dudou.

(A/N: Dudou: Ancient Chinese Bra.)

'But, let today. This Prince be on another mission.' Feng Jiao-long smirked, slowly undressing his robe.

The maids with a bashful expression, closing the door.

Ahh~

The night is beautiful.

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