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In the entire universe, the martial path was supreme.

A martial dao practitioner could hold a mountain on one shoulder and turn the seas upside down with one hand.

The four seasons rotated and the color of the sky and the earth changed.

Emperor Hongwu was the strongest martial artist in the world. He created the Great Flood Divine Dynasty, suppressed the universe, flattened the four seas, and unified the eighteen continents of the world.

"..."

Great Hong Divine Empire, Hongwu Twenty-eight Years of Winter. Within the capital, Hongjing City.

As a descendant of the Great Hong's Royal Family, the Upper Sky Academy currently had a group of royal youths sitting in the classroom, enduring the cold and studying.

An old man was sitting on the podium with a brazier placed in front of him. The top-quality Honeysuckle Wood Charcoal was burning vigorously. The light from the fire illuminated the old man's face, and at the same time, drove away his endless chilliness.

Below the podium, there were more than a dozen youths sitting upright in front of their desks, their heads lowered as they stared at the books in their hands.

However, one could feel the trembling of their teeth, the sniffling of their noses, and the occasional stealthy glance from time to time at the brazier in front of the old man.

In the winter and the winter, when snow was falling outside the window, the furnishings in the classroom were simple and crude. Other than the tables and stools, there were only books.

None of these would have occurred to anyone that the old man on stage who was dressed sloppily, lazily, with white hair and a mess like a chicken's nest was a third-grade official of the Great Flood Divine Dynasty, a renowned scholar, Crown Prince Fu, Wei Zheng.

Even more so, they would have never imagined that the youngsters below the stage would be the princes and daughters of the continent's number one expert, the supreme ruler of the Great Flood Divine Kingdom, the Celestial Emperor Hongwu.

At the very back of the classroom, there was a youngster who was dressed simply in clothes made from coarse hemp. His clothes were unkempt, and it was as though a gunny sack had been draped over his body.

Compared to the other youths' soft and silky clothes, he was dressed like a beggar.

The cold air continued to invade the youth's body. His face was yellow and his skin was thin. His eyes were sunken, and his entire body was covered with frostbite. His skinny body was shivering under his loose clothes.

This young man was the thirty-six sons of Celestial Emperor Hongwu, Hongyu.

"I must persevere. I still have a quarter-hour before this class ends. After that, I can go back to my own chamber to get warm!"

Hong Yu gritted his teeth and persevered. Although the cold gradually eroded his mind, his years of patience allowed him to possess a willpower that was difficult for an ordinary person to possess.

He sat in his seat, carefully moving his body to prevent his muscles from freezing and dying.

Suddenly, as if he'd noticed the abnormality on Hong Yu, Young Fu Wei Zheng frowned and lazily shifted his body to the side as a sword of air shot out from his hand. "Thirty-sixth Prince, what are you doing?"

Thump ~

As Wei Zheng's words fell, the Qi sword tore through the air and exploded in front of Hong Yu, emitting an explosive sound.

Clang ~

The series of seats were brought down by Hong Yu's body that was raised up. He fell onto the ground with a face full of fear, as if he was frightened by the might of the sword. His face was pale and cold sweat dripped down his body.

"Haha, thirty-six brothers are really funny. They were scared silly by Young Master Wei's Qi sword."

"Tsk, who thinks he is our younger brother? He is merely the product of royal father's amnesia after drinking too much. He is just a trash, a fool. "

"However, having said that, Young Master Wei is indeed worthy of his Zhen Wu imprint. He has reached the Spiritual Martial Force rank and his physical body contains 100,000 pounds of strength. Within a flick of a finger, he can compress the air to form a Qi sword and injure people 100 steps away!" I think it's natural for this fool to be frightened by such an imposing manner! "

"I'm afraid he is the weakest one among us royal bloodline. He is already fifteen years old, yet his bones have yet to open up and his lower body is unstable. He hasn't even reached the first level of the Mortal realm yet.

The entire audience burst into laughter. Looking at Hong Yu's useless actions, a trace of disdain appeared on their faces.

"Answer me, thirty-sixth prince!" Wei Zheng stared at Hong Yu's dumbstruck figure, and a trace of a divine light suddenly exploded in his eyes.

"I... I... "Cold." Hong Yu's lips quivered slightly in the face of Qin Lie's questioning. His entire body trembled like a sieve, as if he was truly forced by Qin Lie's aura to the point of being scared witless.

"Haha, thirty-six disciples are truly a man of love. To actually answer Young Master Wei's question like this."

"Hmph, I think he doesn't know how to live or die. Imperial Father already ordered that we should go to the Central Academy Palace, that we should not set up ice basins in summer, that we should not burn earth dragons in winter, and that the prince should enlighten us. This thirty six idiots, you actually dare to say that it's cold. If these words were to enter royal father's ears, he would definitely not have a good outcome to bear! "

"Hehe, isn't this perfect? Furthermore, he has yet to open his mind and is completely ignorant, so it is simply impossible for him to be favored by royal father. For the rest of his life, he will probably have to die in the palace, becoming a foolish prince who will not pose a threat to us at all. "

A few of the older princes seemed to have mature minds and were quite shrewd. However, their considerations couldn't be compared with the younger princes.

Looking at Hong Yu's useless appearance, a trace of helplessness surfaced on Wei Zheng's face. He impatiently waved his hand at him: "Ai, forget it. Go back to your house and face the wall for three days. You are not allowed to leave your house, so you must focus on copying the "Classic of Martial Arts" thousand times. After three days, show it to me. "

"Hmm? You actually let me go? What is Young Master Wei's motive for this? "

Hearing that, a trace of doubt flashed across Hong Yu's eyes. After being in disguise for so many years, it immediately caused him to have a confused look: "Yes. "Yes!"

He stumbled up from the floor, ignoring the dust on his body, and walked out of the classroom without looking back.

As they watched Hong Yu's departing figure, many of the princes had faces full of mockery. In their eyes, this fool would forever be living in such a useless manner.

As he walked in the blizzard, Hong Yu let out a long sigh of relief. His waist couldn't help but straighten up, and only when the snow was falling heavily and no one noticed him as a prince could he withdraw his pretense of foolishness and return to his original appearance.

"Sigh, the most ruthless royal family!" With a sigh, Hong Yu felt that his thoughts were like the drifting snowflakes that filled the sky, and they began to continuously appear one after another.

Under the foundation of his father, the Celestial Emperor Hongwu, and Hong Po Ji, the founding of the Great Flood Divine Kingdom, it had only been twenty years since the dynasty was founded.

The four realms of the Universal Continent were divided into eighteen prefectures. They were all on the same track, wrote the same book, and used the same finger to draw a mountain as a boundary, far rejecting the three barbarians that lived outside the territory, destroying three thousand external Daos.

These were all the achievements of the Celestial Emperor Hongwu. In everyone's eyes, the latter was a supreme god, a perfect saint.

The people of the world had thought that the heirs of the Great Celestial Emperor would all be born with nobility and would live a grand life.

However, as someone born in the royal family, Hong Yu knew that behind the bustling scenery, there was killing intent everywhere.

In particular, within the imperial palace, deep within the palaces, power struggles were spreading to every corner. The imperial concubines were fighting for favor, the princes were fighting for power, and all sorts of powers were gathering at the heart of this power.

It was as if he was treading on thin ice, constantly trembling. He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would offend a noble that he shouldn't offend and end up dying quietly.

Emperor Hongwu had a total of more than a hundred sons and more princes. However, he had more than a dozen princesses and was the weakest one among all the princes and princesses.

His other brothers all had the support of the mother race supporting them.

Among them were a hundred year old noble family, a thousand year old noble family, peerless experts in the Martial Dao, and a few powerful and prosperous dukes.

It could be said that behind every prince stood a force of influence or a group of peerless experts.

Only Hong Yu was of humble birth, and his mother was nothing more than a pawnbroker's daughter, a little palace maid in the palace, and he was nothing more than the product of a drunken orgy by the Celestial Emperor Hongwu.

His mother, as a lowly palace maid, didn't have the chance to rely on her son to become a noble in one leap. On the contrary, as he descended and the current empress became jealous, she bestowed him with three feet of white silk and hanged him.

Ever since he was young, he was scolded as a motherless bastard by his brothers. They bullied and humiliated him in all kinds of ways, and he had no one to rely on. Even some of the imperial guards and eunuchs dared to beat him up.

Bullying wasn't really that big of a deal, but as the princes grew up, the biological mothers of the princes were even more tempted. There were many who wanted to secretly harm him.

When he was ten years old, a black-clothed man barged into the palace late at night, trying to kill him. However, he was luckily saved by a noble, so he took advantage of the situation and played the fool, staying dormant for five years, until now.

He hated his own father, the Celestial Emperor Hongwu. He hated the fact that he was born without raising a child. In fact, he had even ignored his father for more than ten years. Most likely, he would not even be able to remember his name now.

He hated the empress and had forced his mother to her death, causing him to grow up alone and be scolded as a bastard who had no one to support him. The enmity of killing his mother was irreconcilable!

He hated those brothers and servants who had scolded him. They were the ones who caused him to act crazy and act stupid, allowing him to humiliate others and not stop until he died!

As he thought of this, he clenched his fists, his joints creaking, his nails digging into his flesh, his eyes turning blood-red. Hatred had already filled his chest, and a sort of beast like emotion was slowly brewing all over his body!

However, although Hong Yu's heart was full of hatred, after many years of hibernation, he knew that revealing hatred would only bring him disaster. He quickly returned to his normal state and returned to his silly state.

"Words are useless. If I want to do something, I have to think of a way to leave the palace. As a prince, there will be people secretly watching my every move.

I must attend the great ceremony and obtain the martial dao imprint to become a martial artist. In this world, the martial way was the most revered. Only by becoming a powerful martial artist could one have the right to speak, request for orders from the royal father, leave the palace and establish one's family.

As long as I leave the palace and own my own residence, I will be able to secretly accumulate my strength, recruit my hanger-ons, obtain the support of all sorts of forces, obtain a large amount of cultivation resources, and become a true expert in martial arts. I will also participate in the ascension of the throne, and then, I will be able to take revenge on those who have harmed me! "

Hong Yu thought to himself as he walked towards his own chamber.