Cynanchum Chinense was dumbfounded.
The most important martial arts event in the world of eight cultivators was just a child's play in your eyes?
Of course, she knew that her master was arrogant, but she didn't expect him to be so arrogant to this extent.
"Okay..."
Cynanchum Chinense could only leave in embarrassment. She couldn't even bring herself to participate.
... Of course, it would be a waste of time for her to participate with her current martial arts realm.
Although she had made rapid progress, her foundation was still too shallow to compete with the heroes of the world.
Seeing Chu Huoluo leave listlessly, Commandery Princess Long covered her mouth and said with a smile, "I have already told you that my teacher is definitely not interested."
Princess Long hadn't spent as much time with Shen Zhenyi as Cynanchum Chinense, but she knew him better.
How could a swordsman who had saved the Dragons care about such a trivial matter?
If he wanted to fight for the number one in the world, he wouldn't be the Third Young Master Shen today.
"Only you would understand!"
Chu Huoluo angrily glared at her and said in distress, "Actually, I just want to see Master's heroic appearance on the arena. I'm sure that no expert in this world is his match. Unfortunately... he's not interested. "
Thinking of the Third Young Master Shen in white clothes and making the world bow down with a single sword strike, Cynanchum Chinense had been dreaming of this scene for the past few days. She didn't expect that her master was so indifferent to fame and fortune that he didn't even want to participate in such a grand event.
However, this wasn't something that Shen Zhenyi could avoid just because he wanted to.
Two days later, the Great Moon Dynasty sent an imperial decree to invite Shen Zhenyi to participate in the Nine Buddhist Heavenly Battle Arena.
... Although it was an invitation, it was an imperial decree. It was an order.
An imperial envoy accompanied by the Eighth Cultivator of True Virtue, Zhang Xiongwu, came to visit the Abandoned Sword Villa with a smile on his face.
Shen Zhenyi was practicing in the Dream Sword Villa. Of course, only Shen Shou was in charge of receiving him.
Shen Shou did not dare to slight the emissary of the Great Moon Dynasty. He respectfully welcomed him into the manor and inquired about the purpose of his visit.
Zhang Xiongwu smiled and said, "Old Manor Master, I have good news for you. This time, His Majesty has specially invited the Third Young Master Shen to participate in the reopening of the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena. This is a great honor. "
Ever since the day Shen Zhenyi ascended to immortality on the Moon Decapitation, he could tell that this young man was not an ordinary person, so he deliberately tried to befriend him. When the Abandoned Sword Villa's ten-year protection period was up, he personally came to congratulate him.
Later on, when he saw the Third Young Master Shen easily subduing the Tiansha Ferocious Beast, he was even more impressed and proud of his foresight.
As the Abandoned Sword Villa soared into the sky, he, the emissary, also maintained a good relationship with them, which was of great benefit.
This time, the Emperor personally issued a decree to invite Shen Zhenyi to participate in the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena. Zhang Xiongwu also felt honored, so he personally came to deliver the news.
Shen Shou did not expect this and was stunned for a while.
After the Nine Zen Heavenly Duel Arena was announced, he had asked his son about it, but Shen Zhenyi clearly expressed that he was not interested, so he could only ignore it.
He did not expect the Emperor to personally invite him — my son won't not give me face, right?
Shen Shou's heart skipped a beat, and his expression turned slightly ugly.
The emissary and Zhang Xiongwu did not notice and were still happily waiting for Shen Zhenyi to come out to accept the decree and thank the Emperor.
However, they did not see Shen Zhenyi. Instead, they saw a numb Cynanchum Chinense.
Cynanchum Chinense walked into the main hall and conveyed Shen Zhenyi's reply.
"I'm not going."
It was just three words. Shen Zhenyi was concise and comprehensive, and Cynanchum Chinense did not know how to express it more tactfully.
My premonition was right! Shen Shou's face turned green and white, and he did not know how to turn the situation around.
The emissary smashed his teacup on the spot.
How … how could such a thing happen?
His face was ashen as he looked at Zhang Xiongwu in disbelief. Zhang Xiongwu looked at the sky awkwardly — why didn't he think of Shen Zhenyi's bad temper earlier?
This person was stubborn and would do whatever he wanted. Why would he be grateful for the Emperor's favor?
He had hit the nail on the head with his bootlicking!
Zhang Xiongwu was full of regret. Just as he was thinking of how to persuade him, the emissary was already furious and shouted, "Third Young Master Shen, you don't know how to appreciate kindness! This is the Emperor's decree, how could he not accept it? "
— — Before he came, he did not think about the possibility of being rejected.
The Nine Zen Heavenly Combat Arena was a place where all the martial artists in the world racked their brains to enter. They were afraid that they were not qualified enough. As long as they could be nominated to participate, they would be grateful to the point of tears. What's more, the honor of being nominated by the Emperor himself?
The emissary had thought that since he could finally come out, he would be able to receive some red packets or something. How could he not be angered by the other party's indifferent attitude?
"Emissary, please don't be angry. My son has such a temper. I … I will persuade him again."
Shen Shou's heart tightened. When it came to persuading Shen Zhenyi, he did not have much confidence.
When had his Third Brother ever listened to others?
The emissary was already angry. How could he not hear the perfunctory tone in his words? He laughed coldly and said, "Old Village Head, you don't have to say much. I am here on orders. Please ask the Third Young Master Shen to come out and kneel to accept the decree. After this, I will take my leave and will not dare to stay any longer! "
Shen Zhenyi was a tyrant and had a noble title. Under normal circumstances, he did not need to kneel to accept a decree. However, the emissary was angry and wanted to humiliate him.
"What if I don't accept the decree?"
Shen Zhenyi walked in slowly from the door.
Princess Long spent a lot of effort before she finally managed to get him to come out. She did not want to make things difficult for Shen Shou.
He did not expect to hear the emissary's clamor just as he reached the door. Shen Zhenyi's expression turned cold.
So what if I don't accept the decree?
The emissary was just showing off his power. He did not expect Shen Zhenyi to come in and talk back to him. He was stunned. He stood up and pointed at Shen Zhenyi and said angrily, "You … you dare to look down on the Emperor's authority?"
"So what if I look down on it?"
Shen Zhenyi walked to Shen Shou's side and sat on a chair. His expression was indifferent and no one could tell that he had changed.
Zhang Xiongwu frowned and tried to smooth things over. "Third Young Master, this is a great honor for a martial artist. Since His Majesty has chosen you, you will definitely be able to make a name for yourself in this Nine Zen Heavenly Combat Ring. Your name will resound throughout the Central Plains. In the future, the Abandoned Sword Villa will also benefit greatly.
Shen Zhenyi shook his head. "The Abandoned Sword Villa's foundation is not stable yet. We have already expanded to the limit. We can't go any further."
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