I Have an Omen System

Chapter 358: Chapter 234: Life-Substitute Gold Scroll (2)

Just then, a clear, piercing dragon’s cry echoed across the sky.

On the horizon, a Royal Spiritual Boat appeared. It was a hundred times more lavish than an ordinary Flying Palace Ship, its hull entirely inlaid with lustrous pearls and fine jade, and carved with the emblem of a four-clawed golden dragon.

The Spiritual Boat tore through the clouds and slowly descended.

Two figures stood at the prow: the true ninety-ninth Prince of Daqian, Xiao Dinglan, and the Vice Director of the Imperial Observatory, Su Xiaotai.

Seeing them, Qin Xuan’s heart sank.

’Su Xiaotai... Why is he here so early!’

The Divination had said a Nascent Soul Peak Cultivator would arrive in half a month, but that time clearly hadn’t come.

But wait, something was off.

After a moment of thought, Qin Xuan calmed down and immediately realized what it was: the Divination had specified Nascent Soul Peak.

From what he recalled, Su Xiaotai’s oppressive aura wasn’t that strong; after all, even Fan Luming, a Late-stage Nascent Soul, could easily put him in his place.

’Su Xiaotai must be at the Mid-stage Nascent Soul Realm!’

At this realization, Qin Xuan’s tense muscles instantly relaxed.

’How interesting.’

’The Divination wasn’t wrong. I just need to wait and see how this plays out.’

Sure enough, the next moment, an enraged roar came from the Flying Traveling Tower Ship.

"How dare you! Who are you to impersonate this prince!"

When Xiao Dinglan saw the "Xiao Lan" on the jade platform—a man with a face identical to his own—he first froze, then boundless fury contorted his handsome features.

The two "Xiao Lans" stood in place.

Their faces, their builds, even their royal bearing—everything was so perfectly matched that it was impossible to tell the real from the fake.

The entire venue immediately erupted in an uproar.

"What’s going on? Why are there two of Prince Xiao!"

On the high platform, Zhong Ling was also stunned, her heart seizing with panic.

’How could this be? He even fooled me... Who on earth is this person?!’

Even with her Mid-stage Golden Core Divine Sense, Zhong Ling was momentarily unable to find a single flaw in the impostor’s disguise.

On the stage, a flicker of panic flashed through the eyes of the impostor Xiao Lan—Liu Mobai in disguise—but he instantly composed himself.

"Ridiculous! You scoundrel must be a remnant of the Demon Sect in disguise! Not only have you mimicked this prince’s appearance, you even brought a Nascent Soul Demon Monarch to act as your bodyguard!"

With a sharp SNAP, Liu Mobai closed his Ink-Bone Folding Fan. In a classic case of the guilty party making the first accusation, he pointed at Xiao Dinglan and berated him.

"When this prince travels, I always conceal my whereabouts and never act so ostentatiously. And yet you have a Nascent Soul elder shadowing you as a bodyguard?"

"This is clearly a desperate attempt to cover your tracks, the act of a guilty conscience! To impersonate a member of the Royal Family—your intentions are so vile you deserve death!"

Liu Mobai spoke with unshakable conviction, showing no fear whatsoever.

Combined with the fact that everyone had already accepted him as the "Prince," his act managed to bluff more than half the cultivators present.

"That’s right. Within the borders of Daqian, under the protection of the Celestial Fire and the omnipresent Chixiao Decree, His Majesty’s will can descend in an instant. If he weren’t hiding something, why would he need a Nascent Soul Daoist Monarch escorting him?"

"That Prince Xiao on the Flying Traveling Tower Ship is probably the fake one..."

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, their heads huddled together.

Their gazes toward Xiao Dinglan and Su Xiaotai were filled with suspicion and wariness.

Watching from the sidelines, Qin Xuan was dumbfounded, struggling to keep himself from laughing.

’Damn, Liu Mobai’s mental game is on another level. Truly worthy of a reincarnated Demon Venerable.’

’Impressive. Truly impressive!’

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Xiao Dinglan was utterly dumbfounded, his fingers trembling with irrepressible fury.

"Outrageous! Absolutely outrageous! You... you dare to twist the truth and slander this prince!"

"What? Did you really think that just because you have a Nascent Soul Daoist Monarch as your public bodyguard, this prince doesn’t have one in the shadows?" Liu Mobai retorted, completely unfazed.

Upon hearing this, Su Xiaotai stroked his goatee and, so furious he started to laugh, shook his head.

"You little brat. You’ve certainly got a sharp tongue, always twisting words to your advantage."

"I’d like to see just who it is that has your back."

Su Xiaotai’s Divine Sense swept over the area, confirming that aside from himself, there were no other Nascent Soul Daoist Monarchs present.

Confident, he boldly activated his True Essence, and the ancient Celestial Star Instrument in his palm erupted with brilliant light.

BOOM!

A pillar of light as pure and cold as starlight descended from the heavens, ignoring the distance between them to instantly envelop Liu Mobai.

"PFFT—!"

As if dealt a heavy blow, Liu Mobai violently spat out a mouthful of blood.

The disguise covering his body melted away like ice and snow, revealing Liu Mobai’s true face.

He transformed into a young, bald monk dressed in a pristine white robe, his head marked with ordination scars. His face was handsome, yet possessed a demonic, bewitching charm.

And yet, despite being exposed on the spot, Liu Mobai’s expression remained unchanged. On the contrary, he put his palms together and, with a solemn and dignified air, loudly recited a Buddhist mantra.

"Amitabha Buddha! What an impressive Bone Charm Demon Lord you are. Your Illusion Technique is truly masterful, capable of even imitating Elder Su’s Celestial Star Instrument."

"You even turned this prince into this freakish, inhuman monk. The illusion was so good that even the Chixiao Decree couldn’t immediately see through it. I, Xiao... am impressed!"

In just a few sentences, Liu Mobai had completely extricated himself from the situation.

As for the blame, he smoothly shifted it onto Ma Miaoyin.

When Su Xiaotai saw that Liu Mobai, far from being repentant after his true identity was exposed, was instead using his silver tongue to continue his false accusations, his rage intensified.

As the Vice Director of the Imperial Observatory and a Nascent Soul Daoist Monarch, when had he ever been toyed with like this by a mere junior?

"Incorrigible!"

Su Xiaotai wasted no more words. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he formed a sword with his fingers and pointed it at Liu Mobai from afar.

A condensed blast of Finger Wind shot forth, its speed too fast for Divine Sense to track.

In an instant, it struck Liu Mobai’s forehead.

"Brat, that single finger strike contained thirty percent of my True Essence. Forget a Purple Mansion cultivator, even an ordinary Early-stage Golden Core cultivator would have absolutely no hope of survival."

"If you bow your head and admit your fault now, I might still show some face to the Demon Monarch backing you."

Liu Mobai remained unmoved, his expression an icy glare.

He had so fully immersed himself in his role as a member of the Daqian Royal Family that he was starting to believe it himself.