When Zhao Yi's carriage arrived at the Second Prince's Mansion, a lot of people had already gathered at the entrance.
Since it was a formal banquet, Zhao Yi was wearing a Prince's Crown Robe.
He wore a golden crown on his head, a dragon-embroidered python robe on his body, a golden dragon jade pendant on his waist, and cloud-stepping boots on his feet.
The dragon-embroidered python robe was made from golden silk woven using a secret technique, with five flood dragons embroidered on it.
The dragon embroidery threads were refined from the dragon vein of flood dragons, and the five flood dragons contained an array that could ward off dust, water, poison, fire, and evil, possessing an exquisite and miraculous craftsmanship.
The Golden Dragon Jade Pendant was refined from thousand-year spirit milk, with ten thousand pounds of spirit milk condensed into one ounce of jade. Wearing it close to the body could prolong life, strengthen the body, and stabilize the heart spirit!
The cloud-stepping boots were the most mystical. The material was the rear neck skin of a great demon, sturdy and wear-resistant, impervious to water and fire, and difficult to damage with knives or axes. The soles engraved with a divine movement array allow even an ordinary person to travel a thousand miles in a day!
As soon as Zhao Yi appeared, he immediately attracted everyone's attention.
Their gaze first swept over the carriage and then landed on Zhao Yi.
The carriage was specially modified by Zhao Yi, not only expensive but also with many ingenious designs, which was not understandable to the uninitiated.
What they could comprehend was the attire on Zhao Yi's body.
Whether it was the python robe or the cloud-stepping boots or the golden dragon jade pendant, each could easily be worth at least a thousand gold.
The wealth of the Sixth Prince could clearly be seen!
"Hey Old Six, you're late! Hahaha, I thought you'd laze around and not come again!"
The Second Prince Zhao Mian was burly and stout, moving like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, with the majestic stride of a dragon and tiger, truly imposing and awe-inspiring!
Supported by Huang Ying, Zhao Yi alighted the carriage. Seeing his second brother striding forward to hug him, he hurriedly extended his hand to stop him.
"Halt!"
Zhao Yi solemnly said, "Second Brother, you always have no restraint when making a move. Since your cultivation has advanced again, it's better to keep some distance from me!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mian was initially taken aback, then showed a disappointed expression and sighed, "Alas, Sixth Brother has grown up, no longer close to Second Brother! Back then, it was Second Brother who washed your diapers, yet you've forgotten..."
Heh heh!
Zhao Yi's mouth twitched.
He still couldn't understand it to this day.
Were there no people in the Imperial Palace back then? Had all the palace maids and nurses serving him died?
How could no one stop this boorish man?
He even managed to secretly wash a diaper once.
And has been talking about it ever since!
Seeing people around snickering, Zhao Yi's face turned dark, "If you say it again, I really won't come next time!"
Zhao Mian immediately shut up!
Zhao Yi glanced at him and shook his head helplessly.
The royal family of the Great Xia Dynasty all have peculiar quirks.
The Dragon God Technique is indeed too domineering!
This cultivation technique's flaw is not only life-threatening at sixty.
It's like a side effect.
Its influence is felt as soon as one starts cultivating this technique.
The manifestation of this influence varies based on each person's personality.
The Second Prince Zhao Mian loves alcohol, and his conduct is terrible. After getting drunk, he goes wild.
After cultivating the Dragon God Technique, he became keen on holding various banquets.
Not for gifts, just happy if people came. The more people, the more he drank, and the wilder he became!
Zhao Yi attended a few times and was quite tormented by a drunken Zhao Mian, so he stopped coming.
If it wasn't for his thirty-sixth birthday today, Zhao Yi would definitely not have come.
Zhao Mian chuckled, dragged Zhao Yi's hand, and pulled him inside the mansion, saying as he walked, "Old Six, you're not young now, you ought to marry and have children! Your sister-in-law knew you were coming and specifically invited the esteemed young ladies from Shengjing City. You should choose carefully!"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi paused his steps, "Second Brother, I just remembered there's a fire burning on my stove, I have to rush back to extinguish it, otherwise, my house might catch fire!"
Saying that, he turned around, about to retreat!
Zhao Mian had anticipated this move!
As soon as Zhao Yi moved, Zhao Mian's grip on his arm began to exert force.
Zhao Mian's Mad Dragon Technique was nearly perfect, while Zhao Yi was like a martial arts cripple, powerless before him!
Zhao Mian chuckled, "Old Six, your sister-in-law specifically instructed me to make sure to bring you in! You know your sister-in-law's temper, if she finds out I didn't hold you back, she'll definitely smash my wine cellar, so don't make it hard for your brother!"
Saying this, Zhao Mian dragged Zhao Yi into the mansion.
Zhao Yi immediately regretted it!
Although he guessed the Second Prince's banquet wouldn't be pleasant, he hadn't expected the couple to be so ruthless, actually making him the main course!
Zhao Yi said unwillingly, "Second Brother, tell sister-in-law I already have a fiancée!"
Zhao Mian dismissed him, "That lie won't fool anyone! Your sister-in-law found out you've already petitioned to annul your engagement a few days ago! Don't worry, your sister-in-law said she'll definitely find you a better one!"
Zhao Yi struggled, "But I don't want to find one!"
Zhao Mian replied earnestly, "Among the three acts of filial impiety, having no descendants is the worst! Old Six, don't be unfilial!"
No matter how Zhao Yi protested, he couldn't break free and had to ask Huang Ying for help.
"Huang Ying, please help persuade Second Brother!"
Huang Ying covered her mouth, stifling laughter.
Seeing Zhao Yi's plea, she said sincerely, "Your Highness, I think the Second Prince has a point. You're not young anymore, indeed you should find an Imperial Consort."
The Second Prince heard this and looked at Huang Ying with an approving gaze.
Laughing, he straightened Zhao Yi's wrinkled python robe and said, "Sixth Brother, we are closely related, and your sister-in-law and I are doing this for your own good. After we're gone, you'll be alone without family to accompany you, how lonely that would be, so it's time to find someone!"
Zhao Yi's mouth twitched.
He understood what Zhao Mian meant, so he wasn't upset.
Zhao Mian was extraordinarily talented, progressing rapidly in cultivation.
Such aptitude might be a blessing for other sects, but being born into the Great Xia royal family was a significant curse!
The higher the potential, the faster one could cultivate the Mad Dragon Technique, and the sooner one went mad!
Zhao Mian, now thirty-six, had cultivation progress nearly matching the Eldest Prince Zhao Mian!
At this pace, Zhao Mian might achieve a great success realm in the Mad Dragon Technique before sixty.
By then, he'd face two options.
Either disperse his technique or attempt the death pass.
With Zhao Mian's talent, he would be unwilling to disperse, most likely choosing the latter.
No royal scion in the thousand-year history of Great Xia has ever succeeded in passing the death pass.
Attempting it means almost certain death, a curse for every royal scion!
Moreover, as his cultivation advanced, Zhao Mian's madness would become more severe, someday failing to recognize Zhao Yi.
Zhao Mian wanted to settle Zhao Yi's lifelong matter while he was still sober.
Zhao Yi shook his head, "Second Brother, I appreciate you and sister-in-law's kindness. But I'm not in the mood for that right now, maybe some other time!"
Zhao Mian was not concerned, "Not in the mood because you haven't seen better! There are plenty of good girls from respectable families in Shengjing City; your sister-in-law will definitely find a better one for you!"
Zhao Yi was at a loss whether to cry or laugh.
After Zhao Mian finished speaking, he seemed to recall something and added, "By the way, the Eldest has arrived, and there's a monk with him who seems to be the Buddha's Son from the West Mountain Temple, named Fajing! Is that the bald donkey who stole your fiancée, do you want me to kill him for you?"
Yet another protagonist?
Zhao Yi felt a wave of helplessness.
This protagonist was truly persistent, failing to find him at his own residence and finding him here instead.
Luckily, the heroine wasn't around, otherwise, there'd be more drama today!
As Zhao Yi was thinking this, a woman's voice suddenly came from behind.
"Zhao Yi, stop!"
ps: Asking for collections and continued reading!