Chapter 13: The Plan Failed!?

The moment that those words were said from the beautiful and smoking hot Matriarch everyone turned their heads in understanding towards the Vice Sect Master.

The man had no intention of denying as sooner or later it would be set in stone, and he didn't want to waste his time in useless chatter for a matter that would be known soon.

"Exactly, that is also the reason why I think this is a great arrangement Matriarch, our Yin-Yang Prairie Sect is actually creating strong ties to the Imperial Clans.

All the other powers would have to think twice before targeting us, and they would need to show us the proper face we are missing."

Those words just made the Matriarch even angrier, while the Elders were pondering deeply on what was said.

Despite them being one of the big powers of the Dragon Empire, they were still being looked down upon just because they were dual cultivators.

No matter how much they argued and requested to be treated right, the other powers would still look down on them, and treat them as trash.

Now with the relation they were going to create with the Imperial Clan they could actually get a chance to be treated properly.

After all, it wouldn't be just offending them anymore, but offending the Imperial Clan alongside them as well.

They could ride on the power and influence of the Imperial Clan in order to get what they deserved.

Unfortunately, none of these idiots knew what they were giving away though, as the Disciple that they would sacrifice had the Heavenly Cauldron Body.

She had the best constitution to double cultivate and be used as a furnace, as long as one dual cultivated with her they would have no blocks in their cultivation until Transcendence.

Of course, the Matriarch could make this information known, but it would only create more trouble for her Disciple, and she didn't want to make matters worse than they were.

She had no idea where the damned Crown Prince had found out about this, but now he knew, and she was trapped between a rock and a hard place.

Did she really have to 'sell' her Personal Disciple to that bastard!? She was supposed to be wedded to her son, and become the next Matriarch, while helping him become the Sect Master.

While dual cultivators wouldn't care much about family, as in most of the time they were just unwanted mistakes, but the Matriarch had a special feeling towards her fifth son.

That was because his father was a great figure in the outer world that she had met by a stroke of luck, and he was her ticket of a wider world.

Unfortunately, she wasn't able to meet that man, as no matter how much she tried she never got a response, and he had no idea he had left a son behind.

'Damn!

What can I do now to stop this shit!?'

While the Matriarch was thinking about her next move, a piece of news that shocked the whole Sect spread like spring wildfire.

The Crown Prince's proxy caravan had been attacked on the way, being completely decimated and he had lost a group of extremely loyal followers.

There hadn't even been enough time for the Crown Prince's real caravan, and reinforcements from the Clan to arrive, as they were completely gone in pieces.

The attackers had immediately self-imploded upon seeing that their plan had failed, and there was no clue on who had taken this crazy act.

The good news was that the Crown Prince was in pristine conditions as he hadn't been part of the caravan that suffered the calamity.

The plan of the enemy had failed, and it had failed miserably.

In order to make sure that no such things happened again during the trip, the Emperor had sent the Imperial Tutor to protect him from any harm.

At the same time, it was decreed that the Imperial Clan would investigate this issue with outmost priority, and would request for an explanation from the involved parties.

The moment they learned of the situation, all the big powers immediately sent their people to offer their support and protection to the Crown Prince.

This would completely disrupt my plans, as my backup plan, and the backup to the backup didn't take precautions against too many people.

It would be to either act immediately, or forego this opportunity, and there was no way in hell I was going to let go of it.

With these thoughts in mind, I immediately ordered the backup group to advance and set up a trap for the Crown Prince and his group.

It didn't take long for the news of the second attack to spread across all of the Empire, as even the Imperial Tutor had actually been injured from the second attack.

This was crazy, as the Imperial Tutor was actually a high-level Yang King Realm, and there were few people who could be his opponent.

The news became even more unbelievable, when it was told that the attackers were only Foundation Establishment cultivators.

Just how could a bunch of rag-tags be able to injure the Imperial Tutor of the Imperial Clan?

What kind of sick joke was this!?

Things became a bit clearer with the information that the attackers were using strange weapons, some sort of weapons that would explode in pieces and had power equal to a True Yang Realm expert.

Just what kind of a weapon was it, and how did it actually come to existence? No one had ever heard of such a weapon, it just didn't seem plausible.

 After the Second Attack, all the adjacent powers on the Crown Prince's path immediately sent their experts.

Their intention was to protect the Crown Prince with everything they had to make sure that nothing happened to him on their territory.

After all, which of them would be able to take responsibility of the Crown Prince's death or heavy injuries.

They would have to lose a limb or two.

That made my plans extremely difficult to achieve, and it pissed me off, these bastards just acted too fast.

Of course, it wasn't like I expected everything to sail smoothly as it was impossible, but I didn't expect the situation to get so fu*cking difficult so soon either.

Still, I had no intention of giving up!

Despite my first two attempts failing to achieve what they were supposed to, it still hadn't been without an effect either.

After all, both times the attackers had used the 'secret weapon' I had provided them with.

Well, while it seems like some extremely powerful trick in fact was a really basic one, alongside the anaesthetics the attackers had added some 'beasts' aphrodisiac'.

That thing would make the beasts go crazy and attack with all they had just to reach their goals, and while the level of the beasts wasn't high, their numbers were.

So, before the Crown Prince and his group could heave a sigh of relief with the new backup that had arrived, they were ganged up by beasts.

Whoever had decided to take this opportunity seemed to have gone all out. It looked like the Crown Prince would truly have a scary life and death experience.

Those experts from the other big powers were extremely enraged as well, as they didn't know who the fu*ck was trying to frame them, but it was certainly a tricky dirty motherfu*cker.

They had no idea that these sorts of curses didn't really bother me, quite on the contrary it made me happy that we shared the same opinion.

Whether it was my father, or my fu*cking mother, both of them were my most hated enemies.

So, the enemy of my enemy was and is my friend!

Of course, the beasts swarm wasn't the only thing remaining as amidst everything, the backup to the backup group appeared and threw their own arsenal of bombs as well.

The third attack seemed to have been the nail to the coffin, as the poor Imperial Tutor was injured, and none of the re-enforcements was on the same level as him.

So, the third attack coupled with the swarm of beasts caused heavy injuries and wounds to the Crown Prince's group.

Amidst the unfortunate people that were injured heavily was also the Vice Sect Master of the Yin-Yang Prairie Sect.

How could he allow something to happen to the person that he served!? Not to mention that the Yin-Yang Sect was the reason why the Crown Prince was there.

Damn!

If he only knew who the fu*ck was behind this, he was going to torture them slowly for years to come.

It was clear that they had kicked a hard steel board that was bound to break their leg.

Well, that was only if they ever managed to find anything connecting me to the attacks, because no matter how thorough the investigation was, it was bound to never reach me.

This third attack seemed to be successful, as my people took action to corner the Crown Prince this time, and he was clearly feeling weak and drowsy.

Just one more moment, and his space ring, alongside his life would become mine.

If that happened, I would most probably fu*cking sleep laughing out loud, and would wake up the next morning still laughing out loud.

Unfortunately, I was too fu*cking unlucky, as just when I thought that everything was over, three Ancestor figures appeared at the scene.

The moment they showed up the whole battlefield turned into a bloodbath of beasts, as all 5 of the attackers turned into dust...