"How can I believe you're not a lackey of the immortal sects?"
Zhou Moye asked.
"I have never been anyone's lackey!"
Zhou Zhenxiong said calmly, "Back then, I joined the Ziyang Immortal Sect for the sake of the throne."
Now that I have become the emperor and have broken through to become invincible among mortals, I naturally have no need for the Purple Sun Immortal Sect!
"Will you no longer need us someday?"
Zhou Moye looked at Zhou Zhenxiong with a scrutinizing expression.
"In the future, I will lead the Great Zhou royal family to its peak."
Obey my commands and you will enjoy wealth and honor forever.
Those who disobey will all die.
Zhou Zhenxiong makes no secret of his ambition.
Now, he has shifted from the path of benevolence to the path of dominance.
Every time you declare your aspirations, it is also a shift in your mindset.
To dominate the world, one must possess such ambition.
Since Zhou Zhenxiong had spoken to such an extent, even Zhou Moye had to think more highly of him.
This younger generation in front of me does indeed have some courage.
But courage alone is not enough.
"Do you know that there is a problem with your cultivation method?"
The "Secret Records of the Son of Heaven" was passed down from the Ziyang Immortal Sect and is not the orthodox path of the Great Zhou imperial family.
"By practicing this technique, you are destined to be unable to escape the control of the Purple Sun Immortal Sect."
Zhou Moye looked at Zhou Zhenxiong, trying to discern some other emotions from this junior's face.
But to his surprise, Zhou Zhenxiong remained calm: "I know, but I have a way to break free from the control of the technique."
"Alright, since you're so confident, I'll trust you this once."
This time, the opening of the Royal Secret Realm is different from the past.
Emperor Taizu will use the power of the Mountain and River Cauldron to open the sealed Great Shang Grotto Heaven.
Our goal is to obtain the remaining dragon vein of the Great Shang Dynasty within the secret realm.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhenxiong was not afraid.
It has to be said that those old guys in the royal family have big plans.
One can imagine how furious the two palace masters of the Purple Sun Immortal Sect will be on the day the royal secret realm opens.
Of course, anger is also useless.
They're bound to die here no matter what.
This aligns well with Zhou Zhenxiong's plan.
After all, if he wanted to shift from the path of benevolence to the path of tyranny, it would be impossible without killing several top-tier demigods for refinement.
"Thanks to the Ancestor's trust, on the day the secret realm opens the next day, Zhenxiong will definitely lend the Ancestor a hand and kill those two half-immortals from the Ziyang Immortal Sect."
After finishing his sentence, Zhou Zhenxiong got up and left without any hesitation.
It wasn't until he left that Zhou Xuanye and the other two in the room came to their senses.
"Ancestor, this boy cannot be trusted!"
He came without making any demands, which suggests he has a grand scheme.
If he becomes the biggest winner, then the royal family's years of scheming will all have benefited him, and then..."
"If he really has this ability, wouldn't that be a good thing?"
After all, isn't he a member of the Great Zhou royal family?
Before Zhou Xuanye could finish speaking, Zhou Moye interrupted him.
After these words were spoken, the room fell into a deathly silence.
After a moment, Zhou Moye spoke again: "Don't forget, there is also Zhou Zhenguo in the Northern Territory."
If Zhou Zhenxiong wants to rule the world, he still needs to fight him.
If he can truly get past Zhou Zhenguo, what harm is there in submitting to him?
Zhou Moye was naturally aware of the little schemes of Zhou Xuanye and the other two.
His statement that he submitted to Zhou Zhenxiong was meant to make Zhou Xuanye and the other two realize the reality.
From beginning to end, all Zhou Moye cared about was the rise of the royal family and overthrowing the immortal sects that were pressing down on them.
As for who actually controls the Zhou royal family, it's really not important to him.
Whether it's Zhou Zhenguo or Zhou Zhenxiong.
As long as the world is ruled by the Great Zhou royal family, that is enough.
......
At the north gate of Tiandu, a carriage is parked at the entrance of the barbican.
Yan Mingshu, dressed in a blue robe, leaned against the edge of the carriage.
This posture is very unrefined for a scholar.
Of course, Yan Mingshu doesn't care about that now.
If it weren't for Tiandu, he might even be chewing on a blade of grass.
His whereabouts are not a secret to many people.
Many undercover agents were watching him.
Among these people keeping watch was Yan Han.
There was only one person in the entire Great Zhou who could be personally greeted by Yan Mingshu.
But is it really that person?
Xu Mang died in battle in the northern border. Could he really have survived such a brutal battle?
Yan Han stared intently at the city gate entrance. After an unknown amount of time, a figure appeared in his line of sight.
With just one glance, Yan Han was able to identify the person.
Li Fan, the Overlord Blade, is still alive and has reappeared!
Yan Han quietly left, and the spies who had been secretly keeping watch also left with the news.
......
Even in June, Tiandu still carries a slight chill in the air.
Yan Mingshu jogged forward and opened his arms to give Li Fan a warm hug.
For a while, he was on tenterhooks.
After all, even if the message sent back was just a few words, Yan Mingshu knew that it was dangerous.
The North has stood firm for three thousand years.
Besides the fact that the clan itself was not weak, it was also because the Yin Corpse Sect, one of the five great immortal sects, stood behind it.
Li Fan's journey to avenge Yang Xiaoqian was fraught with peril, a journey fraught with near-death experiences.
If the immortal sects were to intervene, even Chen Kui wouldn't be able to stop them.
Thankfully, this troublesome guy is back.
Then, Yan Mingshu's smile froze.
Li Fan sidestepped Yan Mingshu's embrace and then walked straight to the carriage.
He then lifted the carriage curtain, looked at Yan Mingshu, and said, "What are you standing there for? Come and drive the carriage!"
"No, Li Fan, you fucking think I'm a rickshaw driver?"
Yan Mingshu sat on the edge of the carriage with a sullen expression, then pulled out a whip from his waist and skillfully drove the carriage forward.
"It has to be you, otherwise who would have the face to let me, the dignified Governor of Zhenwu Sinan Prefecture, drive for you?"
"You probably don't know how powerful our Zhenwu Division is these days."
"Of course, it's undeniable that you played a tiny, insignificant role in it..."
Yan Mingshu stopped talking midway through his speech, and soft snoring could be heard from inside the carriage.
Only through the edge of the carriage curtain did Yan Mingshu notice that Li Fan had fallen asleep.
Is this guy a pig?
Whoever you say will fall asleep!
However, he really hadn't had a good night's sleep in a long time.
In the year I've known him, he's never had a moment of peace.
Thinking of this, Yan Mingshu slowed down the car.
......
"Ancestor, a message has come from Zero One."
Li Fan has arrived in Tiandu, but has not yet found any trace of Chen Kui.
At the villa of the Prince of Tianbei, Zhou Xuanye found Zhou Moye with the latest news.
"Li Fan actually survived; he truly lives up to his reputation as a prodigy!"
A glint flashed in Zhou Moye's eyes.
"Will his arrival ruin our plans?"
Zhou Xuanye asked with a worried expression.
In the end, the war in the North was actually orchestrated by them.
Li Fan, on the other hand, was used as a pawn by them.
Although Zhou Dingtian is dead, no one can guarantee that Li Fan knows nothing.
Given his personality, if he found out, he would definitely seek revenge.
If he really acts recklessly now, then many things will be exposed.
"Calm down!"
Li Fan is also human; he is not omnipotent.
He may know some things, but he can't know everything.
We'll do our thing; he won't find anything.
Also, notify Zero One to stop paying special attention to Li Fan to avoid exposing themselves!
Zhou Moye said slowly and deliberately.
Over the past three thousand years, he has weathered countless storms.
Although he had never seen anyone more monstrous than Li Fan, Zhou Moye did not think that Li Fan's intelligence was as terrifying as his talent.
Besides, Emperor Taizu's plan was like a gazelle hanging its horns, leaving no loose ends. How could Li Fan possibly see through it?
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