Chapter 230 Qin Mo Deserves to Be Struck by Lightning
Qin Mo faced three challenges within a month, which also made her aware of the thoughts of Emperor Zhaowu and the various high-ranking officials in the court.
Since they were there to steal things, Qin Mo had no choice but to send them to the clinic out of boredom. The opponents were too weak; they had the Xuan Realm cultivation level, but their combat skills, vital energy, and combat experience were pitifully weak. Qin Mo accidentally injured one of them.
After he beat a forty-year-old "young prodigy" half to death, no one dared to challenge him again. Two months later, the Imperial Court sent an invitation from the Temple, a golden scroll.
"Allen, I don't think this scroll is reliable! My name isn't on it, how am I going to prove my identity?" Qin Mo looked at the invitation from left to right, full of pride.
"Go ask someone yourself!" The great elf couldn't stand his showing off and left in anger.
Before Qin Mo had finished showing off, she called over Uncle Lin and Uncle Wu, and asked with a serious expression, "What do you think?"
“Your Highness, this item is absolutely genuine. This special aura is unique to the Holy Temple; they call it ‘God's Favor.’” Uncle Lin was truly puzzled by Qin Mo’s suspicion of the Holy Temple’s invitation. Who would make fun of the Holy Temple and the Great Xia Imperial Family, two powerful institutions?
"That's not what I'm asking. The temple is thousands of miles away. If I were to be gone for several years... would that be a good thing or a bad thing?"
“Your Highness, if we only consider this matter, it is certainly a good thing! The inner hall of the Western Continent Holy Temple is not easily accessible to ordinary people for cultivation. Even the royal family members of the various Western Continent countries must be selected and queue up. Since our Great Xia sent an envoy to assist the Holy Temple in fighting against the Orcs, we have only received an invitation every three to five years. This opportunity is very precious.”
Wu Shengze continued, "It's said that every young person who returns from cultivating in the inner sanctum of the Holy Temple has broken through their cultivation level. Your Highness has honed your skills in the Profound Realm for so many years, perhaps... you could give it a try..."
"Give it a try? What do you mean?"
"Your Highness, in previous years, most of those who went to the Holy Temple were at the peak of the Yellow Realm, and after years of arduous training, they all advanced to the Profound Realm. Your Highness is now nearly invincible in the Profound Realm, so it's not impossible that you could advance to the Earth Realm..."
"Why even try? I'm sure I can advance to the Earth Realm!"
The two old men exchanged a glance and fell silent. They were both quite old and still only at the Profound Realm! They had never heard of many Earth Realm cultivators in their twenties.
"If this matter is a good thing, then what is a bad thing?" Qin Mo asked in a deep voice.
"Your Highness, if you go to the Western Continent, the journey will be long and take several years. My lord is now coveted by many. If they come in secret, that's one thing, but if they come in openly, how will we deal with it?"
After a moment of silence, Wu Shengze spoke first. "These days, high-ranking officials arrest several spies every month; they're there to spy on various workshops, especially the steel mill."
But Lin Bo and Wu Shengze were not afraid of these underhanded tricks; they would just kill them one by one. What they feared was trouble from the authorities.
Qin Mo was a high-ranking official, so naturally no one dared to act recklessly. But if he wasn't around, neither Uncle Lin nor Wu Shengze would have been able to resist the court officials' schemes. After all, they were servants, not masters, and the court had plenty of ways to deal with them.
"I'll think about it and then decide!" Qin Mo dismissed them and fell into deep thought.
In the Phoenix Palace, Qing Ning angrily handed a letter to Wang Yushi and stood aside without saying a word.
Looking at the tomboy with a "I'm so unhappy" expression, Wang Yushi laughed and said, "What? Didn't that guy give you a handbag this time?"
"I don't care about his stuff at all," Qing Ning said resentfully, her head lowered.
"Oh! So it's about the temple's invitation. Since you want to go, why don't you challenge him?"
"My subordinate is only at the Yellow Realm. Asking me to challenge King Heng is just bullying him. In previous years, it was always the Yellow Realm members who went to the Holy Temple. What is he, a Profound Realm member, doing getting involved?"
The tomboy was furious. She was already at the peak of the Yellow Realm and a favorite of Wang Yushi. She had a good chance of getting the invitation from the Holy Temple, but who knew that Qin Mo, this monster, would appear out of nowhere.
Wang Yushi ignored the tomboy and opened Qin Mo's letter to read it. Qing Ning was just throwing a tantrum; she would understand once her anger subsided that she had no chance this time.
"Heh! The things you're fighting tooth and nail for might not even be of interest to the other person!"
Qing Ning suddenly raised her head, quietly moved her feet, and peeked out.
Qin Mo's letter was very simple, containing only a few words: "Is a trip to Xizhou possible?"
Wang Yushi wrote back, "Only a fool wouldn't go."
Qing Ning immediately wilted. Although it wouldn't necessarily be her turn if Qin Mo didn't go, at least she could give it a try, no matter who was chosen.
At the Chang Le Prince's Mansion, Qin Rui's face was as red as the bottom of a pot, on the verge of exploding. Apart from his personal maid who couldn't escape, everyone else who could slip away made excuses to leave, as this matter concerned his life and could not be taken lightly.
"Fa Feng, now that you've reached such a high position, why haven't you made a move?"
"Your Highness, Fa Feng suffered from seasickness and fell seriously ill after arriving in Taiyuan. There is truly nothing we can do to help..."
"You're in the Xuan Realm, and you get seasick?" Qin Rui was already gritting his teeth.
"Your Highness, I encountered a storm and was frightened. Moreover, I am not strong enough to be a match for Qin Mo."
"Should we risk our lives to prevent him from getting hurt?" Qin Rui finally roared.
Qin Fafeng, the adopted son of the Prince of Changle, bowed his head and replied, looking like a servant. He had been instructed by Qin Rui to challenge Qin Mo in Dayuan, not to defeat him, but simply to injure him, so that he would have a reason to disqualify Qin Mo.
"roll……"
Qin Rui became hysterical and started smashing things. He couldn't really treat Qin Fafeng as a servant and kill him at will, after all, the latter had done too much for the Chang Le Prince's Mansion in secret.
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