All the ministers in the court, ghosts and gods in the underworld, all eyes were focused on Xia Yunqiu.

"Are you serious?"

Without waiting for Zhuque to respond, Baihu looked at Xia Yunqiu with suspicion.

"The Fang Cun Secret Realm is such a precious thing. If it were thousands of years ago, a strong person who had not reached the True Lord Realm might not even be qualified to know about the secret realm.

You are just a mere Transformation God, can you really come up with a method to enter the Fangcun Secret Realm?"

"As for the Tianxing He family you mentioned, although it has a long history, it was not well-known ten thousand years ago. Normally, it should not be qualified to access such secrets."

Baihu's words naturally expressed the thoughts of most people present, which made everyone's gazes full of scrutiny.

Xia Yunqiu looked normal and said without hesitation:

"Ten thousand years ago, the Tianxing He family was indeed not well-known, because the He family at that time had another name, the branch of the ancient Xingxiu Dao, the Tianyun Sect that was once as famous as the Tianji Pavilion!"

As he spoke, Xia Yunqiu slowly raised his right hand, and the power of the Yin God gathered in his palm, evolving into a star chessboard that was shrunk countless times.

The shining stars are placed on the chessboard, interpreting the mysterious rhythm of Taoism.

"Using the stars as the children to deduce all things is the secret of the ancient star path!"

"Is the Tianxing He family really related to the ancient Xingxiu Dao?"

“The Tianyun Sect doesn’t seem to be well-known, but the Tianji Pavilion was indeed one of the 72 blessed places ten thousand years ago. It was a powerful Taoist sect that once had a Taoist master in charge.”

Although the ministers in the court do not have as rich a foundation as the major blessed lands, they are in charge of the present world and possess the most extensive resources in the early stage of the spiritual energy tide.

Among them are not only spiritual stone mines, natural treasures, but also classics that have been passed down from past eras of cultivation.

After being sorted out by many professionals, many officials were able to learn about a glimpse of the heyday of spiritual practice thousands of years ago through the classics.

The words of these ministers further confirmed the authenticity of Xia Yunqiu's words, and the mantra talisman in Zhuque's hand also showed that what Xia Yunqiu said was true.

Zhuque stared at Xia Yunqiu intently, and after a long silence, he said:

"The Ancient Xingxiu Dao is the traditional lineage of the Doubu Dao in the upper realm. It is connected to the Emperor Donghua who controls the Sun Star. It is indeed qualified to know the secret realm of Fangcun."

As Zhuque finished speaking, the authenticity of the Fangcun Secret Realm was completely confirmed, and everyone looked at Xia Yunqiu with a slightly strange look in their eyes.

The originally suspicious looks of the ministers softened, and the questions they wanted to ask were swallowed back into their throats.

Even the most severe warrior of Da Xia looked at Xia Yunqiu with a bit of admiration in his eyes.

All the civil and military officials in the court knew that for practitioners, the value of the secret realm of Fang Cun far exceeded the faith and position of City God, because it represented the opportunity to point directly to the Great Dao.

The incense sticks from the seven states and the hundreds of city gods from the five states may seem precious, but even if these things are snatched back from the underworld, they belong to the Great Xia court, not to any particular person.

This is equivalent to exchanging one's own chance of enlightenment for the future of Daxia. Even the most loyal ministers to Daxia dare not say that they can do this.

But Xia Yunqiu did it anyway. She used the opportunity to enjoy the secret realm alone in exchange for the underworld giving up incense and the position of City God.

Even the dukes from the crown prince's family were filled with admiration for Xia Yunqiu at this moment.

The atmosphere froze for a short while. Suzaku and Baihu's eyes flickered, and they had already communicated secretly through telepathy.

The ministers maintained calm on the surface, but secretly they had already used the official seals on their bodies to transmit messages through telepathy.

"I didn't expect this Ninth Princess to be so courageous."

"I am ashamed of myself."

"If Xia Yunqiu were a prince, he might be a strong contender for the crown prince position."

The ministers almost unanimously praised Xia Yunqiu's performance.

Amidst the praises, a discordant voice suddenly rang out.

"Could it be that the underworld ghosts and Xia Yunqiu are working together to put on a show?"

All the dukes and princes were stunned, and then they all looked towards the source of the telepathic message.

The person who was speaking was wearing armor, but his face was pale and his body was weak. Even his cultivation level at the initial stage of Qi transformation was fluctuating, and he was out of place among the officials in the court.

Zhao Yuanlun, Marquis of Haichang, is one of the powerful princes of Daxia and his family has been passed down for three thousand years.

Zhao Yuanlun has another identity, that is, the brother-in-law of the current crown prince, and his sister is the crown princess of the current dynasty.

When they saw that it was Zhao Yuanlun, everyone immediately showed understanding, with undisguised contempt in their eyes.

Although Zhao Yuanlun holds a noble position, he is a first-class playboy in the imperial capital, so it is understandable that he would say such brainless words.

As the head of the Three Dukes, Prime Minister Wen said directly:

"The old Marquis of Haichang was wise and brave, and the Crown Princess was gentle and virtuous. How come the blood of the Haichang Zhao family turned into a fool when it came to you?"

Zhao Yuanlun's face turned pale with anger and he subconsciously wanted to curse, but when he realized that the person who sent the telepathic message was Prime Minister Wen, he swallowed back the words he wanted to say.

Prime Minister Wen, the head of the Three Dukes, has students and former officials all over the country. He is a big shot in the court second only to the Director of the Imperial Observatory. Even the crown prince cannot afford to offend him, let alone a mere second-generation rich man.

But there was still a look of dissatisfaction in Zhao Yuanlun's eyes, as if he thought there was nothing wrong with what he said.

The ministers beside him shook their heads, but the court official took the initiative to explain:

"If Xia Yunqiu is collaborating with the underworld ghosts and gods, the other party must know the information about the Fang Cun Secret Realm. It is enough for them to digest the Fang Cun Secret Realm in private. There is no need to risk leaking it out in the open."

“What’s more, the incense offerings from the seven states and the city gods from the five states were a promise that Your Majesty made to the underworld swearing on the dynasty’s fortune, and it has nothing to do with Xia Yunqiu.

If Your Majesty insists on fulfilling his promise, all civil and military officials will have no choice but to accept the matter. It can be said that the incense and the position of the City God have almost been taken into the pocket of the underworld.

But for the sake of putting on a show, the underworld gave up nearly one-third of the Great Xia City God System, which was about to be acquired. Only the underworld must be crazy to make such a decision. "

“Finally, and most importantly, neither the underworld ghosts nor Xia Yunqiu have any motivation to act.

There was no substantial benefit to Xia Yunqiu from this move, and the only gain might be the favor of humanity and prestige in the court.

But even if Xia Yunqiu's luck is strong, can it be stronger than His Majesty? No matter how high the prestige of the court is, His Majesty can suppress it with just one word.

The underworld lost the perfect opportunity to control the City God system, but only got a piece of information that could be easily obtained. This is not normal in terms of emotion and reason."

There was still some doubt in Zhao Yuanlun's eyes:

"Can Xia Yunqiu really make the underworld give up the interests of the City God with just a piece of news?"

“If it’s any other news, the underworld will definitely not care, even if there are traces left by Emperor Donghua.

But within the secret realm of Fang Cun is the Netherworld Avenue left by the Emperor of Fengdu.

According to rumors, Emperor Fengdu himself does not seem to be at his peak. If he can get back a part of the Netherworld Avenue, it is very likely that Emperor Fengdu will recover further.

For the underworld, even if it means giving up everything, they must fight for the secret realm of Fang Cun.

In comparison, the mundane incense and the position of the City God are nothing.”

The explanation given by the Minister of Justice made many officials nod their heads secretly, which was also their unanimous opinion.

While the ministers were secretly communicating, the two Luofeng Six Heavenly Gods stopped communicating, and seemed to have reached an agreement on something. Baihu looked at Xia Yunqiu and said directly:

“Although Fang Cun Secret Realm is indeed very important, this piece of information alone is not enough.

To maintain the alliance, Daxia must cede some of its incense and city god positions."

Before Baihu could finish his words, he was interrupted by Xia Yunqiu.

“The matter of incense can be discussed, but the position of the City God cannot be discussed.

Except for Luoshan County where Fengdu City is located, Daxia will not give up any inch of land!"

Being refuted like this, Baihu's face immediately showed anger.

"Not giving up an inch of land? You are challenging the entire underworld!"

"I'm just maintaining the order of yin and yang!"

The two men were arguing with each other, and at this moment Suzaku's lonely voice rang out in the hall.

"You can refuse to give up an inch of land, but don't forget that you are in the haunted den of the underworld mansion."

As he spoke, a cold aura began to spread quietly. The entire hall seemed to be wrapped in an invisible force field. One after another, ghosts and gods in the state of incarnation quietly appeared in the hall.

"How brave!"

"Do you want to take action in the underworld?"

"This is the imperial capital. How can we allow you, the underworld, to act so recklessly?"

Several ministers and generals suddenly stood up. Most of them were only at the Qi Transformation Stage, but they were in the imperial capital, and the official seals connected the imperial capital's formation and the destiny of humanity, which gave them great confidence.

With the help of external forces, he is not afraid of ghosts and gods in the state of transformation.

“Bang!”

Zhuque simply clapped his hands lightly, and fog suddenly rose within the ghost den, engulfing everything and isolating the imperial capital formation from the spatial level.

And in the layers of ghost fog, it seemed as if there was a huge ghost god dozens of feet tall bending down and looking directly into the hall, and his huge eyes occupied the entire portal.

Refining the Ghost King!

Suzaku's voice was cold, as if he was stating a fact.

“The ghost den of the underworld is a space of its own. Although it cannot compete with the great formation of the imperial capital, with the ghost king in charge, human luck cannot enter the ghost den within half an hour.

Do you think that the underworld's interrogation methods can force out information about the Fang Cun Secret Realm in half an hour?"

The faces of the ministers were extremely ugly. They did not expect that the underworld would be so straightforward and directly threaten them with force.

Fortunately, the underworld did not seem to have any intention of attacking them. It only targeted Xia Yunqiu. The appearance of the Ghost King was just a means of cutting off the connection between the inside and the outside and suppressing the destiny of humanity.

Surrounded by ghosts and gods, Xia Yunqiu, dressed in white, seemed like she would be eaten by many evil spirits at any time.

Faced with such a dangerous situation, Xia Yunqiu was not afraid at all, but just said calmly:

"If the underworld uses force, it will completely break off relations with our Great Xia.

It’s a pity that even if the God got the information about the Fangcun Secret Realm from me, he would not be able to fight for the Fangcun Secret Realm.

Because the entrance to the Fang Cun Secret Realm is within the imperial capital."

As soon as these words were spoken, the originally tense atmosphere suddenly stagnated.

“The luck of humanity in the imperial capital has reached the peak of this world. Under the suppression of such a huge amount of luck of humanity, unless the Emperor of Fengdu comes in person, the underworld will definitely not be able to compete with Daxia.

The only way to enter the Fang Cun Secret Realm and get what you want is to cooperate with the court."

Xia Yunqiu's words made Zhuque fall into silence.

She glanced at the mantra talisman in her hand, and after a moment she waved her hand, and all the ghosts and spirits in the underworld and the netherworld disappeared.

Sitting back at the negotiation table, Suzaku said in a cold voice:

"The underworld can give up the position of City God, but it must preserve the incense and faith of the seven states."

Xia Yunqiu shook her head decisively:

"The Seven States account for nearly half of Daxia's incense and faith. Daxia needs to worship the gods of the cities, the four rivers, and the gods of mountains and rivers. It is impossible to give up so many incense and faith.

Daxia will at most allow the incense and worship in Taizhou to belong to the underworld, and the underworlds of other states are not allowed to interfere. "

"Your Majesty Fengdu once performed miracles in Taizhou. Everyone in Taizhou has already worshipped your Majesty's statue. Why do you need to divide the incense and worship?

The underworld can reduce one state and retain six states."

Xia Yunqiu and Zhuque were competing against each other and discussing the division of incense and faith. This situation finally made all the officials in the court feel relieved.

Finally, after a heated debate, the two sides decided to divide the incense offerings in the four states of Tai, Luo, Yang and Ming.

Although the incense and worship in several states still made the ministers feel painful, it was much better than the previous conditions of Emperor Xia, which could be regarded as treasonous.

As their opinions reached a consensus, Xia Yunqiu and Zhuque also put away their tit-for-tat attitudes.

Xia Yunqiu let out a long sigh, slowly stood up from his chair, and stretched out his right hand like a graceful gentleman.

Zhuque stood up and stretched out his right hand as well, and the two fair and slender hands were clasped together.

“It was a pleasant negotiation.”

Xia Yunqiu said with a smile.

However, as soon as the words fell, the mantra talisman in Zhuque's hand suddenly ignited, and everyone's eyes were focused on Xia Yunqiu.

Xia Yunqiu forced a stiff smile:

"Well, it wasn't that pleasant."

Zhuque turned a deaf ear to this matter and just said to Xia Yunqiu:

"It's time to fulfill your promise."

Xia Yunqiu looked around and saw pairs of eyes full of expectation, which seemed to carry unspeakable deep meanings.

"Three days later, there will be a solar eclipse, and the aura of the underworld will descend upon the imperial capital, upsetting the balance of yin and yang in the world.

At that time, you can silently chant the name of Fang Cun in the imperial capital, fly towards the direction of the solar eclipse, and you will enter the Fang Cun secret realm."

"The rules of Fang Cun Secret Realm are very different from those of the real world, and it can accommodate a true spirit cultivator."

The ministers in the court gradually dispersed, and the news of the Fang Cun Secret Realm spread rapidly to the entire imperial capital along with these ministers.

In the headquarters of various sects outside the imperial capital, sword talismans for communication turned into streams of light and flew towards many blessed places.

In Langhuan Garden, Shen Yuan gently pinched the black piece in his hand and slowly placed it on the Tianyuan position on the chessboard.

The next moment, accompanied by a slight spatial fluctuation, the black piece disappeared silently, and was replaced by a miniature black hole that appeared in the center of the chessboard.

Through the black hole, you can vaguely see a magnificent and mysterious secret world.