I Can Strengthen Everything

'Her surname is Lü... she must be Lü Su?'

Hearing what Ji Ruxue said, Fang Xing immediately put the pieces together.

In all likelihood, the enchanting woman before him was Prime Minister Lü's daughter, Lü Su.

'Truly wanton...'

He'd harbored a sliver of doubt after hearing what Hong Miaojin said yesterday, but now, it was confirmed beyond question.

There was no need for any analysis. Anyone with eyes could see it.

Yet, upon hearing Ji Ruxue's remark, Lü Su's face retained its brilliant smile. Seemingly unbothered, she turned her gaze to Hong Miaojin.

"What a rare guest you are, Sister. It's not often we see you attend."

"And why is that? Do I need to inform Miss Lü of my attendance?" Hong Miaojin's expression was placid.

Lü Su smiled. "Of course not. I was simply saying how much I've missed you, Sister. With His Highness and you both attending the hunt, it will be a wonderful opportunity to deepen your bond."

"That is no concern of yours, Miss Lü. You should worry about yourself."

Lü Su gave a small smile, revealing two dimples as her gaze shifted to Fang Xing. "So, this must be the one Sister Ruxue said could contend for the top three? A rare and brilliant talent indeed."

"He's certainly stronger than you. At least he made it onto the Hidden Dragon List. You aren't even qualified to be on it," Ji Ruxue sneered.

Fang Xing: "..."

'Are you deliberately trying to make me a target?'

Fang Xing winced inwardly at Ji Ruxue's words.

"So you're the Fang Xing from the Hidden Dragon List. I've heard so much about you. I am Lü Su. It's a pleasure to meet you, Young Master Fang." Lü Su gave a graceful smile and curtsied.

"You're too kind, Miss Lü. I am merely an unknown."

Fang Xing replied lukewarmly.

Regardless, he was now in Hong Miaojin's camp.

Of course, it was also impossible to simply ignore her.

She was the Prime Minister's daughter; her reputation aside, that status alone demanded a measure of respect.

Lü Su looked at him with a beaming smile, her gaze captivating. "Young Master Fang, I was wondering... after the hunt is over, might I have the chance to ask for your guidance? I would love to have an in-depth exchange with you to... discuss some matters of Martial Arts."

'Did Zhao Taiji deliberately send this bitch?' Hearing Lü Su's words, Fang Xing was instantly on high alert.

Outwardly, however, he remained impassive. He clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute. "Thank you for the invitation, Miss Lü, but my talents are limited and my Martial Arts are average. I've also been occupied with a mission recently and have no free time. Thank you for your kind offer, regardless."

"Oh, is that so? What a pity," Lü Su sighed.

Then, with a slight smile and a nod, she turned and walked away.

"Well done." A gratified smile appeared on Hong Miaojin's face as she watched Lü Su leave.

"Lü Su's mastery of the Charm Technique is profound, Brother Fang. Be careful not to fall into her trap," Yi Qingfeng added with a smile.

Fang Xing just smiled and said nothing.

'The Charm Technique is indeed profound, but it's useless on me.'

'Not only do I have an advantage with my Primordial Spirit, but my Cultivation of the Refining Divine Technique gives me the ability to resist any charm.'

'I wouldn't say my Divine Soul is invincible, but I definitely have an edge.'

...

Time trickled by, and numerous people came forward to offer greetings.

Of course, ninety-nine percent of them were there for Hong Miaojin.

The relationships between the powerful and noble houses were a tangled, complex web.

The Ninth Prince was among those who arrived.

In addition to the Ninth Prince, several other Princes were present.

All were under the age of thirty.

The Cultivation of the other Princes had, for the most part, reached the True Gang Realm.

Being born into the Royal Family meant having an immense advantage in resources. Even with an average Root Bone and talent, it was possible to create experts through sheer volume of support.

Of course, this was only relative to ordinary people. Among the powerful scions of noble houses gathered today, anyone who hadn't reached the True Essence Realm was considered utterly unremarkable.

The minutes and seconds ticked by.

Soon, it was around 9:45 AM.

The Sun hung high in the sky.

Sunlight bathed Jade Capital Mountain.

In the clearing before the mountain, a large crowd had already gathered.

In addition to the participants of the hunt, some of the great heads of the noble houses had also arrived.

The hunting competition was, after all, a rare and grand occasion.

A great number of spectators were in attendance.

Naturally, these were mostly Court officials, members of powerful noble houses, and some from the Royal Family.

The scene was magnificent.

ROAR—!!!

Just as the crowd was fully gathered, a Dragon's Roar thundered from high above the heavens. It shattered the clouds, leaving the sky perfectly clear.

Every eye in the crowd snapped upward toward the heavens.

There, in the sky, two golden Flood Dragons appeared, pulling a gilded throne.

A five-colored canopy above the throne shimmered with a brilliant light.

And on that throne sat a formidable figure dressed in a black Dragon Robe.

An imperial aura radiated from him, so potent it seemed the entire world would bow at his feet.

To his left and right, guards in uniform Brocade Clothing followed, treading upon the Void itself.

"Emperor Longjing!"

Fang Xing's pupils constricted as he saw the figure in the black Dragon Robe on the gilded throne.

'With an entrance like that, there's no need to guess. It has to be the current Emperor, Emperor Longjing!'

The low Dragon's Roar resounded through the heavens, making the very sky tremble as golden sunlight poured down.

Like a Deity descending upon the mortal world!

The surrounding Heaven and Earth Qi began to roil and boil.

In that instant, Fang Xing's Primordial Spirit felt as if it had been frozen solid.

Agonizing!

Within his Celestial Spirit Sea, his Primordial Spirit felt as though it were shackled by the Power of Heaven and Earth.

An intense, oppressive feeling washed over him.

A mere sliver of the Emperor's might was enough to completely suppress his Divine Soul.

Fang Xing now truly understood the terrifying power of the Emperor of Great Jing.

The difference between them was like that of a firefly to the bright moon.

HUMMM—!!

As he activated the Refining Divine Technique, Fang Xing finally felt the pressure ease, and color returned to his face.

In the blink of an eye, the dragon carriage descended from the sky, landing on the central high platform.

The golden Flood Dragons prostrated themselves on the ground as Emperor Longjing slowly rose and stepped out of the carriage.

Visit and read more novel to help us update chapter quickly. Thank you so much!