Southern Region, Emperor's Palace, Dongfang Jue's bedroom.
Dongfang Jue stood in front of the bronze mirror, simply looking at herself in the mirror. Compared to her two senior sisters, she was far too indecisive.
The pillars, carved with dragons and phoenixes, were painted with a fishy-smelling gold lacquer. Dongfang Jue didn't particularly like them, nor did he find them particularly beautiful or luxurious.
She yearned for the glory of the King of Gods Slayers, and for the well-being of all people, she wielded her weapon.
Instead of such luxurious food and clothing, he also enjoyed the home-cooked dishes cooked by his master.
She always told those bad kids not to forget why they were wielding swords.
This time, they will wield their swords for the sake of all living beings in the four regions.
The victors bask in glory, while the vanquished will take root in the soil and nourish new warriors.
Wearing the robes of the Immortal Emperor of the Dragon, Dongfang Jue never intended to hide it.
As he walked through the narrow corridor, Dongfang Jue could sense the strange looks from the maids, who clearly thought his outfit was too eye-catching.
"The Prince of Xuanzhen North..."
Young lady! We're home!
"Old Deng, didn't you see the letter I wrote to you?"
In front of all the civil and military officials, Dongfang Jue showed no respect whatsoever to his father.
On the throne in the main hall, a slightly overweight man curled his lip and said, "Jue'er, how can a girl..."
"I'm saving your life! If you don't listen to me, you won't even know how you died!"
The chubby man looked every bit the doting father. Dongfang Jue's mother was his beloved queen, or more accurately, his former queen.
Dongfang Jue was his only child with the former queen, so Dongfang Shuo couldn't possibly be angry with him.
"Stop fooling around, Jue'er. Now that you're back, stay a few more days. Your father has missed you terribly these past few days!"
Dongfang Shuo grinned, looking nonchalant, clearly not taking Dongfang Jue, a mere child, seriously.
Ever since Dongfang Jue slipped away from his guards and secretly went to some secret realm half a year ago, Dongfang Shuo has heard the officials talk about Dongfang Jue more than once.
"You've all heard about what happened at Lingxian Mountain near Nanding City, haven't you, Lao Deng? Let me tell you something: if you make the wrong choice this time, you'll only regret it later!"
"Jue'er, you also participated in that war between immortals and demons?"
Dongfang Shuo was so anxious that he jumped up from his throne. Was that a place for a girl to go?
Seeing this, an elderly man holding a whisk and seemingly possessing some cultivation also approached and appeared to be whispering something to Dongfang Shuo.
Then, Dongfang Shuo's expression visibly changed!
"Jue'er, you actually took a fraudster as your master? Didn't I tell you long ago that I would send someone to discuss your apprenticeship with Headmaster Cheng of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion in a few days?"
"You can't even wait a few days? How can you be so impatient? You actually apprenticed yourself to some unknown charlatan. I heard that person used to beg in Nanding City?"
To be honest, those few words were enough to make Dongfang Jue's legs go weak!
Is it even appropriate to say something like that?
That was her master. Who was her master?
"Jue'er's master is named Su Cheng, the head of the Lingxian Palace. Old Deng, you'd better think carefully about the matter of the Immortal Alliance!"
His eyes changed slightly; Dongfang Jue was also a little angry!
How dare these people!
With a heavy stomp on the carpet in the main hall, a chilling aura instantly filled the hall, followed by the oppressive presence of the Third Madam!
With a wave of his hand, he instantly unleashed his supernatural power, grabbing the old man who had just bitten his ear from a distance, and said coldly.
"How dare you deceive His Majesty! You even dare to spread rumors about my affairs!"
"I'm usually very busy and don't have time to deal with you. Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"
The old man was being held high up by Dongfang Jue, his neck choked, his legs kicking wildly, and his eyes almost popping out!
Upon seeing this, both civil and military officials looked troubled!
"Insubordination! Regardless of whether what you say is true or false, Jue'er is the Prince of Zhenbei. How dare you presume to know my affairs? Huh!"
Dongfang Jue was never a good child; she was the most unruly princess, and even Dongfang Shuo, the Prince of Zhenbei, couldn't do anything about her.
As his flailing legs gradually relaxed and straightened, Dongfang Jue strangled the old man to death from a distance, right in front of all the civil and military officials and Dongfang Shuo.
Dongfang Jue didn't know her, nor did he know whether she was loyal or treacherous.
"Father, you dare to believe that guy just because he said so?"
Dongfang Shuo is a general, and he is only fit to be a general. Dongfang Jue knows this, and so do all the civil and military officials.
Although Dongfang Shuo is not stupid, sitting in this position is no different from being blind.
Perhaps at first one can distinguish between loyalty and treachery, but when the words "wise and mighty" are attached to them, most people will forget to think and forget whether they are truly wise and mighty.
"Jue'er, why are you doing this?"
Dongfang Jue coldly tossed the old man's corpse out of the hall: "Why? Jue'er is saving you!"
"Jue'er, don't go too far! If it weren't for your mother..."
Dongfang Jue interrupted Dongfang Shuo, using the God-Slaying Spear.
The God-Slaying Spear was firmly grasped in his hand; the armored soldiers who rushed into the hall only glanced at it before collapsing to the ground, unable to rise again...
In the face of immortal magic, humans are incredibly fragile. Even guards with some cultivation are utterly helpless against Dongfang Jue.
However, Dongfang Jue did not harm their lives, so it was none of their business.
The court officials might wonder why the little princess had become like this, but what they didn't know was that Dongfang Jue was genuinely worried!
Dongfang Jue is Su Cheng's personal disciple. If we were to describe his master's temperament, it would be one of absolute ruthlessness and decisiveness. Just by looking at the way Xiao Ai looks at her master, one could understand this.
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