“How should I deal with Ninth Princess Xia Yuan…”

    Wang Ping thought about the matter of Ninth Princess Xia Yuan again, pondering slightly.

    From this simulation, it can be seen that as long as he joins the Sword Spirit Sect, Ninth Princess Xia Yuan will not harm him.

    “An empress of her generation, dying prematurely, is truly a pity. If she doesn’t die, the Great Xia can rise from the ashes, and the people of Xia Kingdom can live in peace, avoiding the deaths of millions.”

    Finally, Wang Ping made a decision in his heart.

    Not to mention, by saving her, she would owe him a great favor, which could be beneficial in the future. As for using her to find Mo Fan, that would just be a bonus.

    The next day, when Wang Ping came to the inn’s first floor for breakfast, he saw Xia Yuan and her two companions already seated there, various kinds of breakfast spread on the table, the aroma wafting through the air.

    “Brother Wang, good morning, would you like to join us for breakfast?” Seeing Wang Ping coming down the stairs, Xia Yuan waved her folding fan and invited him with a smile.

    “Sure.” Wang Ping nodded and sat down.

    “The sun is shining brightly today. I would like to invite Brother Wang to take a stroll around Black Wind Town. Do you have some free time today?” After finishing breakfast, Xia Yuan smiled and extended another invitation.

    “Since Brother Yuan is inviting, I naturally have time.” Wang Ping nodded slightly, his eyes deep and meaningful, “However…”

    “However, what?” Yuan Xia was curious, and the Old Woman and Dong’er also turned to look at Wang Ping.

    “However, Your Highness the Ninth Princess, I advise you to return to the palace as soon as possible.”

    Seeing the three of them looking over, Wang Ping didn’t say it out loud but transmitted his voice to Ninth Princess Xia Yuan.

    “!!!”

    Upon hearing this, Xia Yuan’s pupils contracted, she stared at Wang Ping, full of surprise.

    Xia Yuan’s expression changed, which the Old Woman noticed, frowning slightly as she gave Wang Ping a deep look.

    “How did you figure out my identity?” Xia Yuan asked in amazement through voice transmission.

    “Xia Yuan, Yuan Xia… Along with your cultivation at such a young age, your identity is easy to guess,” Wang Ping transmitted his voice.

    “…” Xia Yuan was speechless. The name she used while traveling the martial world was indeed somewhat casual, and she hadn’t deliberately hidden her cultivation.

    However, being easily identified by Wang Ping still surprised her.

    But what surprised her more was what Wang Ping said.

    “You told me to hurry back to the palace, what do you mean by that?” Xia Yuan asked in confusion.

    “The situation in Great Xia is not optimistic. The current emperor is getting old, and the princes are all ambitious, eyeing the throne covetously.” Wang Ping continued to transmit his voice calmly, “And you, with your talent and extraordinary potential, are deeply loved by the current emperor, making you the most likely candidate to succeed. What do you think will happen if others discover you’re traveling outside?”

    “…” Xia Yuan frowned, her expression constantly changing.

    “You mean my royal siblings will take action against me?” Xia Yuan asked in a deep voice.

    “I didn’t mean that,” Wang Ping’s eyes were deep as he replied, “However, in my opinion, returning to the palace is your best option.”
    Some things, Wang Ping didn’t explicitly say.

    Although he knew from simulations that Xia Yuan was a good person, he didn’t want to risk angering her with his words.

    He wanted to do Xia Yuan a favor but didn’t want to take on additional risks because of it.

    “Thank you for the reminder…” Xia Yuan frowned, her delicate eyebrows furrowing as her almond-shaped eyes glittered with uncertainty, pondering something.

    Seeing this, Wang Ping said no more.

    The current Xia Yuan was still too young, and her thoughts were somewhat naive, unlike the unparalleled empress in the Life Simulator.

    The royal family’s power struggle was extremely cruel, and she seemed not to have considered that her royal brothers and sisters would attempt to take her life.

    “Yuan’er, what did he say to you?” The Old Woman, seeing Xia Yuan’s expression change multiple times before falling into deep thought, glanced deeply at Wang Ping and asked with true energy transmission.

    Dong’er, who was beside them, looked at Wang Ping, then at her master, and finally said nothing.

    After knowing Wang Ping’s talent, both the Old Woman and her master valued him highly, and she didn’t have the qualification to interrupt here.

    “It’s nothing…” Xia Yuan shook her head slightly, not revealing the content of their conversation to the Old Woman.

    “Brother Wang, it’s a pity for such a talented person like you to wander the world alone. Why not follow me and become my right-hand man?” Xia Yuan then spoke earnestly to Wang Ping: “When I ascend the throne, I won’t forget your contributions, Brother Wang.”

    “Thank you for your kind offer, Ninth Princess, but I’m used to a free lifestyle and have no interest in becoming an official…”

    Wang Ping shook his head and directly refused.

    It’s more comfortable staying in the Sword Spirit Sect. As long as he avoids attracting the attention of Sect Master Zhang Yuan, he can live peacefully and develop until death.

    If he were to enter the capital and become an official, he’d be swept into a vortex of power with his current strength, and safety wouldn’t be guaranteed.

    Even if he revealed his identity as a fourth-rank alchemist, it wouldn’t necessarily lead to a prosperous life; it might even bring about more danger.

    “Is that so… That’s truly a pity…” Xia Yuan expressed her regret and then asked, “So what are your plans, Brother Wang?”

    “I plan to join the Sword Spirit Sect and seek peace…” Wang Ping revealed his intentions.

    “The Sword Spirit Sect, huh…” Xia Yuan’s eyes flickered, and she smiled helplessly.

    It seems highly unlikely that she could recruit someone with Wang Ping’s temperament.

    While she had thought about traveling with Wang Ping, discussing worldly affairs and impressing him like her ancestors did to win over talented individuals, this approach didn’t seem to work on Wang Ping.

    She could see that Wang Ping’s will was very firm and couldn’t be changed.

    Besides, Xia Yuan recalled Wang Ping’s earlier suggestion that she should hurry back to the capital, which made her think a lot.

    “If Brother Wang changes his mind, you can always come to find me. I will welcome you with open arms,” Xia Yuan said sincerely, with a slight bow.

    This time, she didn’t use true energy transmission but spoke directly.

    “Mm…” Although Wang Ping wouldn’t change his mind, he wouldn’t disrespect her, so he nodded lightly…