My wife came from billions of years ago

Chapter 170 Help Me, Reason

Inside the dungeon.

Prince Changqing looked at Ye Daosheng solemnly, "Third brother, it's not that my brother doesn't trust you, but these people are too dangerous. We can't afford to make any mistakes."

Ye Daosheng patted his brother's shoulder and said, "Brother, aren't you contradicting yourself? You are afraid that I might be in danger, so how can you let me make them surrender? Father asked you to bring me here, so he naturally believed that I could make these people surrender willingly."

"Fortune and honor come from risk. Give it a try!"

Just as Crown Prince Chang Qing was about to speak, two figures walked towards them. They were Third Grandfather Ye Dixiao and Sword Grandfather Jian Wuchen. "Chang Qing, we heard what you said to Daosheng."

"Let Daosheng give it a try."

The person who spoke was Ye Dixiao.

"Everything depends on human effort. Maybe this kid can do it." Jian Wuchen agreed and stepped forward to pat Ye Daosheng on the shoulder. "Everyone in the world has been deceived by you."

"He is good at both civil and military affairs. Very good."

"Grandpa Jian, you are too kind." Ye Daosheng said, "Royal brother, Third Grandpa and the others have agreed, you won't have any objections, right?"

Ye Changqing shook his head. "No problem. But if something happens to you, how can I explain it to Princess Ning?"

Ye Dixiao turned around and shouted, "Someone, put him in cell number one."

Two soldiers in golden armor strode forward and escorted Ye Daosheng into the dungeon with expressionless faces. Under the gaze of the three, he successfully entered cell No. 1.

The air was filled with a pungent smell that made people extremely uncomfortable. The cell was very simple, with no mattress on the stone bed, only some messy weeds.

Ye Daosheng's eyes fell on the sitting figure. His black hair was disheveled, covering his face and making him look like a sitting Buddha. Even when he entered the cell, the figure remained as steady as a rock.

Knowing that this person was immersed in cultivation, Ye Daosheng did not disturb him. He just sat down not far from him and was also immersed in cultivation.

Three days.

Ten days.

One month.

.........

After entering the cell, a whole month passed. Ye Daosheng and Ji Wudao were both practicing and never said a word. Jian Wuchen and Ye Dixiao saw everything. They were very confused and couldn't understand what Ye Daosheng was going to do.

But other people in the dungeon were full of curiosity about Ye Daosheng. Who on earth could stay in Cell No. 1 for a month?

The day for exercise is coming soon, and then we will see who is the person imprisoned in cell number one.

into the night.

Moonlight poured into the cell from the window, and a long breath was heard. Ji Wudao withdrew from his practice, raised his hand to fiddle with his messy hair, and his suspicious eyes fell on Ye Daosheng.

"Stop pretending to be dead, kid!"

"You went into the dungeon and didn't speak for a month, and you think you have a personality?"

Ji Wudao said to Ye Daosheng, paused, and continued: "Let me guess, who you are."

He was talking to himself, "The young Qin Emperor has three princes. I have met the Crown Prince Changqing. He is too scheming and his martial arts skills are average. The second prince is good at fighting, the Iron-blooded King Yan. You don't have the aura of a battlefield general. If I am not mistaken, you are the third prince, Ye Daosheng."

"That piece of trash that people in the world talk about......"

“The world is blind.”

After a long time, Ji Wudao saw that Ye Daosheng hadn't made any movement. "Boy, are you here to practice?"

one day.

Five days.

Ten days.

.........

Ji Wudao would talk to Ye Daosheng every day, but still got no response. Ji Wudao was on the verge of anger, and his tone collapsed, "Damn it, I've always ignored others, but this is the first time I've been rejected so thoroughly."

"Boy, if you don't speak up today, I'm going to beat you until you can't take care of yourself."

He raised his hand and slapped Ye Daosheng, who opened his eyes faintly and raised his hand to meet the attack. For a moment, their palms collided in the air, and powerful true energy fluctuations spread out.

"Good boy, you actually have such a powerful and domineering true energy. You are a grandmaster at such a young age. I am really shortsighted."

"How old are you, kid?"

Ji Wudao flew backwards, waving his sleeves angrily, looking at Ye Daosheng with interest.

"Your Excellency seems to be very interested in my age." Ye Daosheng said calmly, "Do you think it is unreasonable for me to have the cultivation level of a Grandmaster at such a young age?"

"It's so good, I feel helpless."

"............" Ji Wudao was speechless for a while, "Boy, do you know that you deserve a beating when you look like this?"

"What's the matter, sir? If nothing, I will continue to practice, and soon my cultivation will surpass yours." Ye Daosheng raised his hand and put a piece of blood stone into his mouth, then took out a spirit stone and began to refine it in front of Ji Wudao.

Powerful blood and spiritual energy filled every inch of the cell. Ji Wudao sensed the aura enveloping his body. His pupils dilated and he looked at Ye Daosheng in disbelief.

It seemed that he understood why his cultivation level improved so quickly. If he had such cultivation resources, he would have broken through to the Wanxiang Realm long ago.

"Boy, what is that crystal clear stone in your hand? Can you show it to me?"

"No, don't disturb me while I'm practicing!"

"Boy, you forced me to do this." Ji Wudao looked at the spirit stone greedily, and rushed towards Ye Daosheng, trying to snatch the spirit stone from his hand.

Just as he approached Ye Daosheng, a flame barrier blocked him. The raging flames ignited his messy hair, and Ji Wudao screamed and flew backwards.

"what!"

"Boy, are you a devil? How can there be such a terrible flame?"

His screams attracted the attention of the monks in the dungeon. At the same time, Ye Dixiao and Jian Wuchen appeared on the stands. They looked at each other, not understanding what was happening.

At this moment, in cell number one, Ji Wudao looked at Ye Daosheng with great fear, not daring to go beyond the line.

"Your Excellency, are you going to steal my things?" Ye Daosheng restrained his breath, his palm turned his mind into stone and he let out a long breath, "Want to chat?"

Ji Wudao looked at Ye Daosheng warily, "Let's talk!"

Ye Daosheng raised his hand slightly and nodded to signal Ji Wudao to sit down in front of him. "Why, your cultivation has reached a bottleneck and you have been unable to break through the barrier. Is it painful?"

"how do you know!"

"You have been in chains for too long. You are ill and need treatment!" Ye Daosheng said calmly, "It is not that easy to enter the Myriad Aspects Realm."

Ji Wudao heard this and asked, "Do you have a solution?"

Ye Daosheng nodded, "Of course!"

"help me!"

"Give me a reason!"

"Boy, as long as you help me break through the Wanxiang Realm, I promise to protect Daqin for ten years."

Ye Daosheng shook his head. "You have protected the Great Qin for ten years. I'm afraid that the Wanxiang Realm is not enough. You haven't left the dungeon for a long time. Now the world outside has changed."

"The monk Wanxiang is really weak."