Zhan Boling took Liu Ru's body outside the imperial city. Liu Ru, who had been raised with high aspirations by Du Wan, never imagined that after her death she would be casually buried in a mass grave by the son on whom she had placed so much hope.
Zhan Boling sat in front of Liu Ru's grave with a gloomy expression. He never thought that he would actually be driven out of the Zhan Prince's Mansion. He still didn't know who his biological father was. However, judging from Liu Ru's personality, his father was definitely not a powerful person. Otherwise, she wouldn't have switched his child with Du Wan's.
"Now..." Zhan Boling suddenly stood up, his gaze fixed on the direction of Qingyun Sect.
Although Lin Yue hasn't returned yet, he and she are engaged. Now he can only hope that Qingyun Sect can help him turn things around. As long as he breaks through to the Grandmaster level and becomes a Great Grandmaster, Du Wan, that idiot, will be able to kneel down and beg for mercy a few more times. He's not afraid that she won't soften her heart.
Once Du Wan is won over, given Zhan Aotian's doting affection for her, it will only require a few more rounds of coaxing and pleading.
Zhan Boling was calculating his options meticulously, but he hadn't anticipated that Qingyun Sect had become Chen Ke's camp, and that Zhan Aotian, heartbroken by Du Wan, planned to ignore her for the rest of his life.
Two days later, when Zhan Boling finally stood in front of the Qingyun Sect's gate after overcoming numerous difficulties, he looked up at the plaque above the gate—You Qi.
When did Qingyun Sect change its name?
Moreover, why did those three scratches after the name You Qi give him a slight... ominous feeling?
Meanwhile, inside the sect, the warriors of the Youqi tribe were all fully armed and ready to fight, their faces flushed with anger.
King Flame Eagle stood majestically on the bull's head, his eagle beak spitting out human language: "Family members, that old emperor is shameless! Our leader went to collect a debt and was imprisoned by him. His father went to reason with him and was also imprisoned. If I hadn't suddenly advanced and unleashed my domineering aura to repel those warriors, I might have been imprisoned by those blind fools as well!"
"Lord Flame Eagle, you don't need to say anything more. Even if it costs us our lives, we will rescue Chief Buko!"
"Yes! No matter how many of them there are, we are not afraid!"
"I've never seen such shameless people!" The tribesmen were furious. The thought of their leader going to reason with them only to be locked up made them want to fly over and beat those people to a pulp!
The Flame Eagle King's eagle eyes gleamed. The thought of that beautiful house, that glittering golden palace, filled him with excitement. Seeing that his people's fighting spirit had been roused, the Flame Eagle King flapped his wings and shouted, "Warriors! Follow me—oh, no, you go first, I still need to gather some more men."
"Soldiers, come with me outside!"
"Charge!"
"Kill them!"
Hearing the deafening battle cries from inside, Zhan Boling, who was standing at the door about to knock, was filled with panic. Had the Qingyun Sect been attacked? Should he...?
"Bang!" The leading bull rammed its head through the gate.
"Huh?" Karuru, sitting on his back, asked in confusion, followed closely by Jue, who asked with a serious expression, "What's wrong?"
Karuru: "It felt like something was hit and sent flying down the mountain."
Jue: "You must be seeing things. Let's go, the leader is waiting for us!"
Karuru: "That's right, warriors! Charge!"
"Charge!"
"Kill them!"
With a thunderous roar, dozens of massive bulls carried the warriors of the Youqi tribe, charging towards the imperial palace hundreds of kilometers away with the force of a thousand troops.
The bulls kicked up high clouds of dust as they charged, and amidst the dust, a donkey carrying the wise man Lacha huffed and puffed as it followed behind the warriors.
After flying over, Yan Yingwang flew back and said, "I told you, old man, you shouldn't go. What if you break your old bones?" Chen Ke might blame him in the end.
The wise man, Lacha, was blinded by the dust and could barely open his eyes, but his voice was incredibly resolute: "As his elder, how could I not go? My own son has been bullied by outsiders, and even if I'm bedridden, I will go and seek justice!"
After saying that, he slapped the donkey's rump hard, "What's wrong with you, you beast? Running so slowly, how are you going to the battlefield!"
Flame Eagle King: ......
The Flame Eagle King flapped his wings and flew towards Goddess Jiang. He was going to call his parents too! He had almost had his feathers plucked in the palace before. Although he was the Flame Eagle King, he was still a child. If he was bullied, he would definitely complain!
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Inside the palace, Chen Ke and Zhan Aotian were imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, which was guarded by dozens of Grandmasters and two Martial Saints.
Zhan Aotian stared intently at Chen Ke, his expression shifting between joy and sorrow, his heart filled with complex emotions.
The joy comes from finally having the chance to spend so much time alone with my son; the sorrow comes from the fact that this might be the last time we have together…
This was the first time Chen Ke truly understood the meaning of "sitting on pins and needles," because Zhan Aotian's gaze was simply too scorching.
Fortunately, the two were soon brought before the emperor.
Yesterday, Zhan Aotian knelt before the emperor, but since the emperor turned against him, he simply stopped kneeling today and stood proudly in the hall with Chen Ke.
"Insolence! Why do the sinners Zhan family, father and son, not kneel before the Emperor!"
“Ah, Eunuch He, these father and son are both men of great talent. If they don’t want to kneel, then they don’t have to. My Divine Asia Dynasty respects martial arts and treats every Martial Saint with courtesy.”
Zhan Aotian curled his lip in disdain. If it weren't for the fact that the two Martial Saints of their martial arts school couldn't do anything about his son, would this dog emperor be acting like this now? He might have already forced them to kneel down and interrogate them.
Seeing that the two men below remained silent, the emperor had no choice but to address them by name: "Minister Zhan, I had no choice but to send you to the imperial prison. Look at the chaos you caused yesterday; I couldn't explain it to my ministers if I didn't punish them..."
Zhan Aotian's eyes were vacant; the dog emperor's words went in one ear and out the other.
Chen Ke stood in the main hall with his arms crossed and hanging naturally at his sides, looking down at his nose and inward at his heart.
"…Bu, Bu Ke, is it? The reason I want to know the origin of those immortal herbs and elixirs is not for the sake of the royal family, but for—"
"Report! Urgent report!" The emperor's words were interrupted by the guards rushing in from outside the palace.
The emperor slammed his hand on the armrest in anger, "Speak! What is it?!"
"Your Majesty, we have an enemy attack! An enemy attack has occurred!"
The emperor frowned. How dare some foolish country attack his Shenya Dynasty? He wanted to see what those tiny nations were capable of!
Where have the enemy advanced to?
“Outside the palace gates.”
He snorted coldly, "This humble one has come to the palace—"
What did you just say?
Guard: "...The enemy is already outside the palace gates..."
The emperor slumped onto the dragon throne, but managed to stay composed. "Quickly, quickly, get Prince Zhan to meet the enemy!"
The eunuch beside him was on the verge of tears. "Your Majesty, Prince Zhan is right here."
The emperor paused, taking a deep breath.
"Report! Urgent report!"
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