As the largest commerce guild on the Mystical Mechanism Continent and a leading enterprise in the business world, the Wind God Commerce naturally had a hand in everything.

Liang Yi and Su Youyi initially planned to buy their items and leave immediately. However, due to Zhou Yuqing and Liu Rouxin being there, they weren't in a hurry anymore.

So, they took the sulky Mr. Ju and settled down in the tea house owned by the Wind God Commerce. Liang Yi was ready to tell his junior sister the stories of the most famous princes in the history of the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty.

"Speaking of imperial succession, what comes to mind?" Liang Yi sipped his Spiritual Tea leisurely as he asked his junior sister.

"Imperial succession? Hmm····"

Supporting her head with one hand, Su Youyi recalled various scripts she had read on Youdao Mountain and hesitated before replying after a long thought:

"That must be a storm of bloodshed, as 'the imperial family is notoriously ruthless.' The throne is something many pursue, and each change surely results in numerous deaths."

Liang Yi turned the teacup in his hand, nodding slightly. He wasn't surprised by his junior sister's answer, but that was a typical scenario.

"The former Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty was almost as you described; with each succession, countless people died and others rose by taking advantage of the chaos. Since the truce with the Demon Clan thousands of years ago, deaths among the Cultivators of the Immortal Dynasty were no longer caused by external enemies but by internal strife."

Liang Yi's voice was deep, and even though his words were simple and clear, they resonated with a multitude of bloody and violent struggles in Su Youyi's ears.

"But what is abnormal is, the previous and the possibly upcoming Emperors of the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty, or every one of those heirs, were all eccentrics."

Liang Yi drained his cup of Spiritual Tea in one gulp, his smile broad.

"Ah? How are they eccentric?" Su Youyi looked confused. She remembered seeing Emperor Zhou Zhukong who was a figure of utmost majesty.

And the eldest prince, although a bit unusual in his behavior, should improve considerably after inheriting the throne, right?

"All I can say is that these princes truly deserve to be Emperor Zhou's own sons; they are exactly like him in character."

"Don't beat around the bush anymore, Senior Brother, just tell me!" Su Youyi pouted in dissatisfaction, looking at Liang Yi who was teasing her interest.

"The former Third Prince, who is now Emperor Zhou, and the current eldest and second princes all share one common trait."

Liang Yi sat up straight, looking directly at his junior sister, and slowly said.

"That is, none of them have any interest in the throne!"

"???"

Su Youyi was stunned. Had she heard wrong? Blinking in confusion, she skeptically asked Liang Yi, "Are you serious, Senior Brother?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Liang Yi poured himself another cup of tea, and also served one to the restless Mr. Ju beside him.

"If both the eldest and second princes are uninterested in the throne, shouldn't they be united on the same front? Why would there still be···" Seeing her senior brother's serious look, Su Youyi could only reluctantly accept this fact.

After all, traditionally, isn't it expected for royal heirs to brutally compete for the throne? The history of the Xuanzhou Immortal Dynasty had always been like that. But how did it start to deviate with this generation of Emperor Zhou?

"Blaming each other, huh?" Liang Yi spread his hands, looking totally understanding.

"These two are all about enjoying their freedom, hating nothing more than being stuck behind palace walls for centuries and dealing with so many tedious matters every day."

Although Su Youyi had never met the Second Prince, from her previous encounters with the First Prince, it seemed to be really the case.

"But someone has to inherit the throne of the Immortal Dynasty, so the right of succession is being pushed back and forth between these two, and neither wants this coveted position."

"What about Emperor Zhou's other sons?" Su Youyi asked curiously, as it seemed normal for the ruler of the Immortal Dynasty to have numerous consorts and concubines.

"Yes, there are others, quite a few indeed, but unfortunately, apart from the First and Second Princes, none catch the eye of Emperor Zhou, and those who do are ironically uninterested in the throne. What an irony..."

"An irony? What is that?" Su Youyi was curious about the "irony" her senior brother mentioned.

"Oh, that's something a predecessor said, originally referring to love being like a wall; those outside want to get in, and those inside want to get out," Liang Yi explained casually.

"Huh? What about you, senior brother? Do you also want to get out?" Su Youyi narrowed her eyes slightly, her gaze becoming gradually more dangerous.

"Haha," Grandpa Orange looked on with a smirk, enjoying the joke—there's your karma.

"If I'm alone inside the wall, of course I'd want to get out, but if you're there, then I'd rather stay trapped in this city forever." For the first time, Liang Yi appreciated the benefits of cultivation that made his mind sharp.

"Heh, men!" Grandpa Orange, failing to witness what he wanted to see, scoffed disdainfully and continued sulking.

At this moment, Su Youyi's face turned rosy as she held her teacup and pretended to drink, trying to calm her wildly beating heart, while attempting to change the subject:

"So is it because of this back-and-forth that the two princes don't get along?"

"Well... not exactly that they don't get along, but Zhou Wudao didn't hesitate and sneaked out of Qingliang, carrying his painting board and wandering around the world to paint."

"And that Zhou Zuixi, though infuriated by his brother's actions, showed no less defiance by running off to Fuchao City to become its Prince, vowing never to return to Qingliang."

"Wow," Grandpa Orange listened in amazement. Both are quite the characters.

"Haha, I guess Elder Zhou Zhukong must be quite worried now?" Images of "Life is tough, Great Emperor sighs" popped into Su Youyi's mind, bringing her a sense of amusement.

"Probably..." Liang Yi was not too sure, as after all, he couldn't fathom the thoughts of a Great Emperor.

"Hmm? The Zhou Zuixi you mentioned, isn't that the guy over there?" Grandpa Orange was sitting by the second-floor window of the teahouse and could just see the beautiful scenery outside the window.

At that moment, Grandpa Orange pointed with a puzzled face towards the window of the opposite tavern's second-floor where there was a young man in gorgeous attire who seemed to have passed out drunk, now lying on the table unconscious.

"The aura of that guy is quite similar to Zhou Wudao," noted Grandpa Orange, who as a former Heavenly Dao Spirit, was familiar with the aura of imperial rulers. After all, at the beginning of the First Epoch, Heavenly Dao was the supreme in heaven, and Human Emperor was the supreme on earth.

Moreover, the features of that guy bear quite a resemblance to Zhou Wudao—at least seventy percent similar.