Chapter 517 – I’ll Take the Bet

Yan Tianhen left quietly, and he also returned quietly. However, he met Yan Chenxiao and his gang of scoundrels on the way, who had just returned from hunting outside.

Yan Chenxiao had already passed by Yan Tianhen, but he immediately stopped the unicorn and turned his horse’s head around to face Yan Tianhen, who was leisurely walking on the road.

The young masters flocking around Yan Chenxiao also stopped and looked towards Yan Tianhen.

Yan Chenxiao looked down at Yan Tianhen for a moment, then spoke in a strange tone, “Isn’t this King Ye’s heir? I heard that these days, you actually went to the Southwest Land to make a scene. To think you still have the leisurely mood to do this. It seems that you already plan to give up completely on Myriad Dao Academy’s entrance exam?”

Yan Chenxiao had never gotten along with Yan Tianhen. He was three years younger than Yan Tianhen. This year, it just so happened that he would also be taking Myriad Dao Academy’s entrance exam. He had an older brother, Yan Huanyu, who already had a good position in Myriad Dao Academy. He was the most dazzling person in the current generation’s Yan family, and his brilliance was even enough to overshadow Yan Tianhen’s, so he had always been very proud and arrogant.

Yan Tianhen glanced at him and coolly replied, “Don’t tell me that King Zhang’s second son is a worm inside my stomach that knows exactly what I think? Must’ve been really hard on you.”

Yan Chenxiao sneered, “The only thing you know how to do is blather pointlessly.”

Yan Tianhen nodded. “Yeah. I can render you speechless just through pointless blathering, yet you can’t even do that. What a shame ah.”

Yan Chenxiao, “…”

Yan Chenxiao was young and frivolous, with outstanding talent and a high status. Naturally, he couldn’t stand this insult. He went on to say, “This Prince heard that all the Divine Clan’ disciples will be treated equally after getting admitted into Myriad Dao Academy, and the most important part is that you can’t take your parents with you. For someone like you who hasn’t even weaned off milk yet, don’t cry for your mother when the time comes, Hahaha…Hahaha……“

The shallow friends who followed him also laughed.

In the entire Royal Heavenly Capital, who didn’t know that King Ye’s Prince seemed as if he was a child who hadn’t been weaned yet? All day long, he said “My Consort Mother wants me to go home early” and “Careful, or else I’ll have my Consort Mother hit you”. And once, King Ye’s Consort did indeed fight his way to someone’s doorstep and make a fuss because someone had bullied Yan Tianhen, so King Ye’s young heir was privately called “the unweaned child” by those who didn’t like him.

There was strong mockery in this statement.

For cultivators, the weaker their sense of kinship, the higher their Dao attainments. Yan Tianhen’s cultivation couldn’t be considered low among his peers and children of the same status, but it also wasn’t high. All in all, he didn’t seem very outstanding.

Yan Tianhen was so dependent on kinship, which indirectly indicated that his affinity with cultivation was low, and his future wasn’t very bright.

Yan Tianhen shook his head. “That’s hard to say. My Consort Mother said that one day, he would like to visit Myriad Dao Academy and have a good talk about life with its Sect Master. Maybe after a while, the rules of Myriad Dao Academy will be changed, and people will be able to take family with them.”

Yan Chenxiao was stunned. “Are you fucking messing with me?”

Yan Chenxiao, “…” Very good. Laozi won’t settle this with you for the time being. After I go back and polish up my swearing skills, I’ll return again for a fight to the death.

“Bet on next month’s exam for Myriad Dao Academy.” Yan Chenxiao narrowed his eyes, and there was a calculating glint in them. “Every year’s assessment includes a duel. You can randomly choose your opponent by drawing lots, or you can choose your own opponent. I will compete with you in swordsmanship. If you lose, you will get the hell out of Myriad Dao Academy and continue to be your mommy’s boy. How’s that?”

Yan Tianhen sneered, “Do you even want face? This Prince is called ‘Little Pill King’. Naturally, my alchemy path attainments are high. If you have the guts, why don’t we compete in alchemy?”

Yan Chenxiao gave a cold Hmph. “I think you’re scared.”

“I can’t stand provocations. Don’t provoke me.”

Yan Chenxiao responded, “I think you just don’t have the guts.”

“Why don’t you provoke me some more and find out?”

“You’re acting like such a girl; you don’t seem like a man at all.”

Yan Tianhen said, “I’ll bet. Fuck, whoever doesn’t agree to the bet is the grandson.”

Yan Chenxiao curled his lips with satisfaction and made a contemptuous gesture at Yan Tianhen. “Let’s make the rules clear first. If you are hurt or unfortunately killed, you can’t have your dad find trouble for me.”

Yan Tianhen sneered, “If I were really killed, my dad would not trouble you. Instead, he would level the entire King Zhang’s Palace directly.”

Yan Chenxiao, “…”

Yan Tianhen said with profound meaning, “However, I, your Gege, will not give you this opportunity.”

Yan Chenxiao said angrily, “Who are you trying to befriend with such an affectionate address? I only have one Gege, and you’re not even fit to carry his shoes.”

“However, this Prince is the second successor, but your eldest brother has nothing. Why don’t you discuss with your dad? Let him step down first, and then let your eldest brother take the position.”

Yan Chenxiao’s expression changed many times. “You mustn’t talk rubbish.”

Yan Tianhen smiled without saying anything.

It was extremely rare that direct blood relatives, especially fathers and sons, could have succession rights at the same time. Only when the father was dead would the son enter the succession ranking, or if the son died without leaving any heirs, then the father could possibly obtain a succession right.

Generally speaking, this generation’s succession ranking was the generation of Yan TIanhen’s father, King Ye, but because Yan Zhonghua voluntarily gave up his right of succession in order to protect his wife and son and because of the Divination Emperor’s prophecy, which directly determined Yan Tianhen’s status, he was able to enter the previous generation’s succession ranking.

But if Yan Chenxiao or his eldest brother wanted to get the succession right in a legitimate way, they would have to kill their old dad, or he would have to abdicate of his own accord.

But no matter which method, both of these signified a rebellion against one’s superiors. If it wasn’t handled well, then they would have no paths of retreat. The potential consequences far outweighed the gains. Moreover, if Yan Zizhang learned that his two sons actually had such an idea, based on his personality, perhaps he would end his bloodline with his own hands.

Yan Tianhen’s attempt to sabotage relations could be considered very damaging; it hit the sore spot directly.

“This is treason.”

Yan Tianhen shrugged indifferently and curled his lips happily. “King Zhang is neither my king nor my father, so how can this be called treasonous? Your older brother, on the other hand, seems to have much more hope than King Zhang.”

“You shut up.” Yan Chenxiao’s face flushed red. Although he was still pretty good at quarreling with people, who let his opponent be Yan Tianhen? When talking about making trouble, inverting black and white, and speaking conceited nonsense, Yan Tianhen regarded himself as a grandmaster-level expert.

“Your Highness, we should return. It’s getting dark.” A young man beside Yan Chenxiao opened his mouth. His place wasn’t very close to Yan Chenxiao, and it looked like Yan Chenxiao was deliberately excluding him.

Yan Chenxiao looked at him coldly, then gave Yan Tianhen the middle finger. “Wash up and wait for this Prince.”

After saying that, Yan Chenxiao turned the horse around and swung his whip, riding towards the east along the center of the broad road.

Several other distinguished families’ young masters also followed.

The young man whose appearance could be considered delicate and pretty was the only one who was in no hurry to leave. He looked at Yan Tianhen for a moment, then commented, “Who would have expected that Prince Ye is not only articulate, but also so scheming.”

Yan Tianhen chuckled “You flatter me. I can’t compare to the dog-headed strategist beside King Zhang’s second son.”

The “dog-headed strategist” was called Shen Qinghe. He was not of high birth, but he was a death guard trained by King Zhang’s Palace from an early age. He used to be the number one person beside Yan Huanyu. Later, for some reason, when Yan Huanyu went to Myriad Dao Academy, he left Shen Qinghe in King Zhang’s Palace and didn’t take him along.

When Shen Qinghe next appeared in public, he was already an attendant by Yan Chenxiao’s side.

Calling Shen Qinghe an attendant wasn’t incorrect. Yan Chenxiao’s attitude towards Shen Qinghe was obvious — that is, he regarded him as a servant who handled odd jobs. However, Shen Qinghe was a foolishly loyal person. No matter how his master’s family treated him, he still treated King Zhang’s second son loyally and sincerely as before, and also dealt with a lot of troublesome matters for him.

In the end, Shen Qinghe didn’t say anything. He turned and followed Yan Chenxiao.

Yan Tianhen didn’t pay attention to this incident and didn’t take it to heart. He walked towards King Ye’s Palace, anxious to return.

However, what made Yan Tianhen speechless was that when he returned to the palace, he was told by the butler that Yan Zhonghua and You Ming were sparring and shouldn’t be disturbed.

Yan Tianhen was speechless for a while, and he really disdained this pair of parents in his heart — Rolling in the sheets is rolling in the sheets, yet they had the audacity to say they were sparring.

And it was still broad daylight right now. Having daytime sex; they really were manly.

Yan Tianhen didn’t wait for them to come out, but went back to his bedroom to take a bath first, then told the maid to prepare some food. He then started to draw a portrait of Huarong Sword Immortal in the study.

Four hours later, someone finally came to tell him that his two elders had “finished sparring”, and asked him to meet them. Yan Tianhen looked at that very abstract portrait, and the corners of his mouth twitched as he rolled up the portrait scroll and threw it aside.

I’ve no talent in drawing; I can only accept this fate.

When Yan Tianhen saw You Ming and Yan Zhonghua, the two were kissing and flirting together while eating the dinner that Yan Tianhen had ordered.

You Ming sat up straight when he saw Yan Tianhen. “You returned quite early. I thought I’d have to wait until a few days before Myriad Dao Academy’s entrance exam for you to return.”

Yan Tianhen sat down beside You Ming. “The matter was still easy to resolve. Fu Yu was killed on the spot by the man of my dreams.”

“The man of your dreams? Who is it?” You Ming was very curious.

Yan Tianhe was very surprised. You Ming’s intelligence network had always been very powerful, and so much time had already passed since the event. He was afraid that everyone in the Nine Lands who had a right to know all did, but You Ming seemed to know nothing about this.

Yan Tianhen said, “Dad, it’s been more than half a month since Fu Yu was killed, yet you don’t even know who killed him. “

You Ming rubbed his nose and coughed softly. “Well, your father just returned over half a month ago, and I haven’t seen him for two months, so…you understand.”

Yan Tianhen, “…”

Yan Tianhen simply couldn’t express what he was feeling anymore. He really admired You Ming and Yan Zhonghua — these two were able to get together and hang out for over half a month without minding any official business. They really were something.