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Chapter 865 - 861: Incitement · Oct 14, 2026

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851 Chapter 851 - 847: The Strange Pearl 2026-10-14
852 Chapter 852 - 848: Heavenly Hidden 2026-10-14
853 Chapter 853 - 849: The Price 2026-10-14
854 Chapter 854 - 850: Wrapping Up 2026-10-14
855 Chapter 855 - 851: Rumors 2026-10-14
856 Chapter 856 - 852: One Net 2026-10-14
857 Chapter 857 - 853: Spread 2026-10-14
858 Chapter 858 - 854: Special Privilege 2026-10-14
859 Chapter 859 - 855: Political Marriage 2026-10-14
860 Chapter 860 - 856: Golden Flame 2026-10-14
861 Chapter 861 - 857: Informing 2026-10-14
862 Chapter 862 - 858: Toying 2026-10-14
863 Chapter 863 - 859: Bait 2026-10-14
864 Chapter 864 - 860: Making a Move 2026-10-14
865 Chapter 865 - 861: Incitement 2026-10-14
866 Chapter 866 - 862: The Deal 2026-10-14
867 Chapter 867 - 863: Truth and Falsehood 2026-10-14
868 Chapter 868 - 864: Crossing Blows 2026-10-14
869 Chapter 869 - 865: Weakness 2026-10-14
870 Chapter 870 - 866: Seizure 2026-10-14
871 Chapter 871 - 867: Soaring Dragon 2026-10-14
872 Chapter 872 - 868: Escort 2026-10-14
873 Chapter 873 - 869: Beast of Concealment 2026-10-14
874 Chapter 874 - 870: Cave Mansion 2026-10-14
875 Chapter 875 - 871: Exorcism 2026-10-14
876 Chapter 876 - 872: The Meeting 2026-10-14
877 Chapter 877 - 873: Assistance 2026-10-14
878 Chapter 878 - 874: The Search 2026-10-14
879 Chapter 879 - 875: Recruitment 2026-10-14
880 Chapter 880 - 876: Harvest 2026-10-14
881 Chapter 881 - 877: The Ends of the Earth 2026-10-14
882 Chapter 882 - 878: Emotion Sword 2026-10-14
883 Chapter 883 - 879: Ruthlessness 2026-10-14
884 Chapter 884 - 880: The Victor 2026-10-14
885 Chapter 885 - 881: Inheritance 2026-10-14
886 Chapter 886 - 882: Mental Transmission 2026-10-14
887 Chapter 887 - 883: Encounter 2026-10-14
888 Chapter 888 - 884: Passing On 2026-10-14
889 Chapter 889 - 885: Borrowing Power 2026-10-14
890 Chapter 890 - 886: Encirclement 2026-10-14
891 Chapter 891 - 887: Taking Action 2026-10-14
892 Chapter 892 - 888: Substitute 2026-10-14
893 Chapter 893 - 889: Found 2026-10-14
894 Chapter 894 - 890: Countermeasures 2026-10-14
895 Chapter 895 - 891: Fourth Transition 2026-10-14
896 Chapter 896 - 892: Assessment 2026-10-14
897 Chapter 897 - 893: Mediation 2026-10-14
898 Chapter 898 - 894: Closed Doors 2026-10-14
899 Chapter 899 - 895: Lending a Hand 2026-10-14
900 Chapter 900 - 896: Moon Soul 2026-10-14

Chapter 865: Chapter 861: Incitement

The three abruptly stopped, suddenly halting, and stared at Chu Zhiyuan who had appeared unexpectedly across from them.

His figure was slender and tall, handsome and imposing, yet not lacking in gentleness and calmness; he stood smiling on the treetop, gazing over at them with a serene smile.

His smile was amiable, with not a hint of murderous intent, as though greeting an old friend.

Behind Chu Zhiyuan, a green figure floated out from the forest, it was Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng held a longsword in her hand, the sword’s light was cold and quiet, its tip tilted towards the three.

Her expression was indifferent, her clear eyes icy.

Zhou Yifan’s face slightly darkened, clasping his fists he said, ”Greetings to Prince Consort.”

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand, casting his gaze onto the two middle-aged men, scrutinizing them.

The two middle-aged men’s faces were sullen.

Their eyes scanned around.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, ”From Yuanzhen?”

The two middle-aged men still had sullen expressions, not speaking, only glancing left and right.

Their minds raced, already harboring intentions to retreat, but clearly knew that escaping now wouldn’t be easy.

Chu Zhiyuan’s Qinggong was unrivaled; the two couldn’t compare.

Therefore, to escape with their lives, they needed to think of a reliable way to stall him.

How to stall him?

It’s too late for a surprise attack, so they could only rely on someone else’s help.

Who could stall him now?

Neither of them could do it, could Zhou Yifan?

Their eyes turned to Zhou Yifan.

Zhou Yifan met their gaze, vaguely understanding their implication.

His mind turned, taking a deep breath, he resolutely said, ”Prince Consort, you’re looking for me, aren’t you?”

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand yet didn’t look at him, his gaze traversing the two middle-aged men, chuckling lightly: ”Yuanzhen Tingfeng Pavilion’s, right? Unique smell.”

His words weren’t exaggerated but a real feeling, a mysterious, subtle sense felt from the depths.

It was a shared aura felt from Lu Haoyuan and some spies from the Listening Wind Pavilion.

It was hard to explain what this aura actually was, possibly a mental method, a philosophy, or a habit.

In short, it was an ineffable feeling.

If there’s no suspicion, it may not be perceivable, but once there’s suspicion, in an extremely keen state, it becomes perceptible.

”Prince Consort, these two...”

”We are not from the Listening Wind Pavilion but from the Rain Listening Platform!” the tall middle-aged man said in a deep voice.

”Oh—?” Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: ”Impersonating the Rain Listening Platform is a serious crime.”

”Our identities can’t be leaked, otherwise we’d be derelict and punished, why does the Prince Consort insist on forcing us?” the tall middle-aged man took out a waist token from his pocket.

A Phoenix Pattern Waist Token, one side carved with an ancient ’Listening’ character, and the other side with a lively ’Rain’ character.

The tall middle-aged man raised the token high, saying solemnly: ”Prince Consort, please take a look.”

Zhou Yifan looked at the waist token in astonishment, and then at the two middle-aged men.

For a moment, his heart was a chaotic mess.

Could it be that these two really were from the Rain Listening Platform?

Had the Rain Listening Platform actually turned them? Or was this a colossal lie?

For the moment, he couldn’t determine.

Chu Zhiyuan curiously glanced at the raised waist token, chuckling: ”It’s truly identical, you managed to get your hands on a Rain Listening Platform’s waist token, impressive.”

”Prince Consort,” the tall middle-aged man said in a deep voice, ”we’re in urgent affairs, cannot be delayed, please grant us passage!”

”Convenience?” Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: ”If Yuanzhen’s spies could come and go freely, that wouldn’t be convenience.”

”Prince Consort!” The tall middle-aged man’s face darkened, coldly said: ”If things are delayed, Prince Cheng might blame...”

Chu Zhiyuan said: ”You two should save it, fakes cannot become real.”

He felt that without Super Sense, he might have really been fooled by them.

However, without Super Sense, he wouldn’t have caught them.

Thinking of this, he laughed: ”Aren’t you two curious, why I happened to arrive so coincidentally?”

The two remained calm.

This matter indeed seemed peculiar.

This Prince Yujing, Twelfth Prince Consort of Phoenix, indeed seemed cautious to a certain extent.

He likely started watching Zhou Yifan from the beginning, paying attention to his actions.

Yet before leaving the mansion, they had clearly investigated thoroughly, and found no one tailing them.

Chu Zhiyuan said: ”Is there a possibility that there’s a problem with you three?”

The tall middle-aged man raised the token, saying heavy-heartedly: ”Prince Consort, please let us pass.”

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, signaling Zhou Yifan: ”Rain Listening Platform’s, not moving yet?”

Zhou Yifan was stunned.

Chu Zhiyuan hummed: ”You can fool them, but can you fool me?”

The two middle-aged men scanned Zhou Yifan briefly, feeling uneasy.

They felt Zhou Yifan’s expression was off.

Extremely sensitive in this area, they remained vigilant in secret.

The two suddenly attacked Zhou Yifan.

Zhou Yifan suddenly leaped away, hurriedly said: ”Mr. Feng, Mr. Zhu!”

The short middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: ”Xiao Zhou, you’ve indeed come to this point!”

Their attack was originally just a probe, revealing the truth instantly.

He spoke as he pursued, striking with lightning speed, hand seal forming a dense pattern spiraling towards Zhou Yifan.

Zhou Yifan drew his sword, its light soared like thousands of snow-covered branches.

Each sword light pierced through a hand seal, shattering them all while he said: ”Mr. Zhu, you’ve been duped.”

Chu Zhiyuan chuckled: ”You’re all duped.”

The two middle-aged men fervently pursued Zhou Yifan.

Zhou Yifan shouted and swung his sword, showing weakness with his words while not yielding with his sword.

He desperately argued, claiming he did nothing, puzzled himself.

Yet the two middle-aged men pressed on relentlessly, chasing him in a desperate manner.

Fu Zheng snorted, sneering with her red lips.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: ”Let’s leave them be.”

They both discern that there is a degree of performance in this, possibly truly angry, or feigned anger.

Chu Zhiyuan approached them, smiling: ”Zhou Yifan, do you dare swear an oath that you never joined the Rain Listening Platform, or else the Heart Demon will never disperse.”

Zhou Yifan solemnly said: ”What’s there not to dare!”

Chu Zhiyuan said: ”Then swear.”

Zhou Yifan fell silent.

Chu Zhiyuan’s move struck directly at the core.

If one hasn’t achieved Venerable, such an oath is ineffective.

But after becoming a Venerable, swearing a Heart Demon Oath might indeed come true.

Upon becoming a Venerable, status rises suddenly, and no one forces a Venerable to swear this oath.

The two fervently attacking middle-aged men’s expressions slightly changed, but their movements slowed.

Afterward, they glanced at Zhou Yifan, abandoning any hope, turning to flee.

Chu Zhiyuan shook his head, looking at Zhou Yifan: ”Should they manage to escape, what would the result be?”

Zhou Yifan’s expression darkened: ”Why press so hard, Prince Consort?”

Chu Zhiyuan said: ”Who is forcing whom? Isn’t it necessary to detain them?”

Zhou Yifan gritted his teeth: ”Prince Consort, admirable!”

Chu Zhiyuan said: ”If you keep talking, they’ll truly escape far.”

Zhou Yifan shook his head: ”They cannot escape.”

His longsword suddenly shone brightly, then his figure blurred instantly, creating numerous shadows, swiftly catching up with the tall middle-aged man.

Chu Zhiyuan raised his sword eyebrows.

Fu Zheng astonished: ”This swordsmanship seems somewhat similar to Your Highness’s, doesn’t it?”

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: ”Interesting.”

His own movement technique accelerated due to the Swift Light Sword, while Zhou Yifan’s acceleration was because of peculiar swordsmanship.

They appeared to find commonality within differences.

However, the power difference between the two was vast, a small witch meeting a great witch.

Nonetheless, if they could combine both, surely the power would be stronger.

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