Fate-Defying Demon Emperor

Chapter 668: Chapter 668: High Profile Is the True Low Profile

"Demon Body, self-heal!"

"Secret of Healer!"

"Life Spring Water!"

With all three methods employed, Su Han’s shocking injuries recovered at a visible rate. Soon, he had mostly healed, and his life was no longer in danger.

However, Su Han did not rush to leave. Instead, he searched the area and acquired three Holy Swords: the Dark Blue Holy Sword from Bai Xu Saint, and the Crimson Flame and Ice Frost Holy Swords from the Iron Grinding Saint.

This time, Su Han had damaged the Nine Palace Golden Pagoda and the Reincarnation Path Mirror, a devastating loss. Moreover, Bai Xu Saint’s self-destruction had obliterated his and the Iron Grinding Saint’s corpses along with their Storage Rings, leaving only these three Holy Swords behind. Su Han had no choice but to take them to cut his losses.

This Ice Frost Holy Sword isn’t bad. If Qingyue can’t find a suitable personal sword for the time being, I’ll give this one to her.

Su Han took stock, having already decided the fate of the Ice Frost Holy Sword. As for the Dark Blue Holy Sword and the Crimson Flame Holy Sword, he could keep them for now.

With treasure in hand, I have no fear!

"Second Prince, Third Prince, I hadn’t even come for you, yet you struck first!"

Storing away the Holy Swords, Su Han’s eyes flickered with a cold light, brimming with murderous intent.

Although he was playing the role of the Nineteenth Prince and knew conflict with the other princes was inevitable, he had not expected the Second and Third Princes to be so decisive and ruthless. They had struck swiftly and had even accurately deduced that he would come to Nanyang City in search of a sword.

Whether it was Bai Xu Saint’s feigned sycophancy or the Iron Grinding Saint’s deliberate misdirection, it was all part of a carefully laid trap. It seemed the Second Prince either had a master of the Divination Technique on his side, or he himself was a master of it.

After all, Su Han had heard from Li Mingliang that the Second Prince practiced Confucian Swordsmanship. Besides his powerful swordsmanship, his proficiency in the Confucian path was also extremely high. It was very likely he knew some profound Divination Technique.

He had truly been careless this time. He never anticipated that a simple sword-finding trip would plunge him into life-threatening peril. If not for the Sword-shaped Jade Pendant, this would have been truly dangerous.

Now the Sword-shaped Jade Pendant was used up, and the Crane Sword Saint had met a tragic end. What if he encountered such a crisis again?

It seems I’ve been too low-profile! Only by striking terror into my enemies’ hearts will they learn that those who offend me face certain death.

"Since you’ve moved against me, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Those who plot against me, no matter how far, shall be struck down!"

Su Han’s gaze turned cold, a tide of murderous intent flooding his heart.

He had already added the Second Prince and Third Prince to his kill list. It is not my nature to let a grudge go unpaid. I am a Demon; I must cut down all my enemies in this world.

WHOOSH!

Just then, several rainbow-colored streaks of light sped toward him from a distance, clearly attracted by the commotion from Bai Xu Saint’s self-destruction.

"Who’s there?" someone shouted warily, having spotted Su Han’s figure.

Su Han turned and saw that quite a few people had arrived, about fourteen or fifteen in total. Most were experts at the Heavenly King Realm, but there were also four at the Heavenly Venerate Realm. They appeared to be locals, perhaps even from Nanyang City itself.

"You see this prince and do not bow?" Su Han demanded, his arrogance undiminished. He revealed his true face and scolded them haughtily.

Even though his Python Robe was tattered and his Golden Crown was gone, Su Han’s aura was unmistakable. Moreover, many in Nanyang City had seen him before and recognized him.

"We pay our respects to Your Highness, the Nineteenth Prince!"

Recognizing Su Han, the crowd was startled and quickly bowed. But they were deeply confused, not understanding why the Nineteenth Prince was here or what connection he had to the recent explosion.

"Bai Xu, the City Lord of Nanyang, conspired with the Sword Casting Master, Iron Grinding," Su Han began, his voice cold and filled with fury and killing intent. "They harbored malicious intentions, luring me into the Yuelan Ancient Battlefield where they ambushed me. You all appeared so quickly... are you their accomplices?"

The crowd was horrified. *City Lord Bai Xu and the Iron Grinding Saint had plotted against the Nineteenth Prince?* This news made everyone’s face fall. Though they did not know the details, they knew that once this information got out, it would send shockwaves through the imperial court.

"Your Highness, please see the truth! We only detected unusual energy fluctuations here and came to investigate out of concern for the people’s safety. We are certainly not their accomplices!" the leader of the group said in terror. Getting implicated in this matter now could mean death, or at least surviving by the skin of their teeth. They had only come to see what was happening and wanted no part in this turmoil.

"In that case, I’ll leave the cleanup to you," Su Han snorted, his killing intent chilling. "Hmph, they dared to plot against this prince. They must have been tired of living. When I report this to my Father, the Emperor, I will have their entire clans executed!"

Then, under the crowd’s awestruck gazes, he turned and headed toward Nanyang City.

Bai Xu Saint’s self-destruction had wiped away all traces, so Su Han was not worried that anyone would find anything. He had not left earlier, deliberately waiting for this crowd to arrive. He would use their mouths to spread the word.

This time, he planned to make a big splash. Even though the Second and Third Princes had not shown themselves, Su Han wanted the world to know they were involved.

Sometimes, being high-profile is the best way to be low-profile. A truly clever tactic is to draw attention with grand actions while hiding your true secrets!

Thus, without cleaning up, Su Han flew brazenly into Nanyang City wearing his tattered Python Robe, his black hair in disarray. He even deliberately made his injuries look more severe.

"Isn’t that the Nineteenth Prince? Why is he in such a sorry state? He looks like he just escaped a major battle with his life!"

"I heard a loud explosion earlier, and then a lot of important figures left the city. I wonder if it’s related to the Nineteenth Prince."

"Didn’t the Nineteenth Prince leave with the City Lord? Why is he the only one who came back? Where’s the City Lord?"

Seeing Su Han’s condition, the citizens of Nanyang City were shocked, and a buzz of confused discussion erupted.

Su Han offered no explanation, flying straight into the City Lord’s Mansion.

"Your Highness, what happened?" Li Mingliang and Li Qingyue rushed over, stunned by Su Han’s appearance.

Su Han did not hide anything from these two confidants. He told them what had happened, including his own suspicions.

"Your Highness, I’m afraid your guess is correct," Li Mingliang said, his face grim after hearing the tale. Based on Su Han’s description, he quickly deduced who the masterminds were. "Bai Xu Saint and the Iron Grinding Saint were most likely acting on the orders of the two princes. I never expected the Second and Third Princes to strike so quickly and so viciously."

"Your Highness, what do you plan to do now?" Li Mingliang asked.

The Second and Third Princes were clever. Aside from the black-armored Dead Soldiers, they had exposed nothing else. Now, with Bai Xu Saint’s self-destruction erasing all evidence, it was impossible to accuse them directly.

"It’s simple," Su Han said, a sharp glint in his eyes. He already had a plan.

"Kill them. Take revenge."