Weiyang Palace.
Weiyang Palace.
This was the most honorable place for the women in the harem. It was also their final destination.
Therefore … no one was allowed to take another step forward after reaching this point.
Consort Zhenbao could not remember when she entered the palace, but she remembered her perseverance. She would never sacrifice her life for the sake of the royal family.
Then, after three hundred years of loneliness, she finally mastered the supreme martial arts and received the title of Consort Zhenbao.
But she knew that it was just a joke.
For three hundred years, she had been in seclusion and practicing diligently.
However, the freedom that Consort Zhenbao wanted could never be obtained.
Today, the palace was in chaos, but she did not care at all. She just kept to her duty and was assigned to guard Weiyang Palace.
There was the most charming romance here, but there was also the cruelest killing here.
What Consort Zhenbao wanted to do was to not let anyone pass.
"This woman … is so beautiful …"
Young Master Yu looked up and saw Consort Zhenbao's face. Although he did not recognize her, her eyes were full of peach blossoms, as if she was drunk.
Who would be willing to fight with such a beautiful woman?
Beauty … was a woman's weapon.
Shen Zhenyi and Lady Zi Ningjun did not change their expressions.
They had seen all the beauties in the world, but there was no woman who could move Shen Zhenyi with her appearance.
"This test should be the consort."
Shen Zhenyi whispered to Lady Zi Ningjun and smiled.
"The first test is the guards, the second is the eunuchs, and the third is the consort. It seems that the array formation in the inner city is ready to be activated."
Lady Zi Ningjun nodded.
She did not care much about the world. After living alone for four hundred years, she had developed a cold personality. Except for things related to Shen Zhenyi, she was indifferent to everything.
Young Master Yu was confused and asked, "The Third Prince, what do you mean?"
Everything he knew about the inner city was just hearsay, and he had no idea what kind of array there was.
"You will know."
Shen Zhenyi smiled faintly and cupped his hands to Consort Zhenbao. He asked, "Miss, we are going to pass through Weiyang Palace. Please make way."
He was always so peaceful.
It was the same for the Four Dragons of the Imperial City, and it was the same for this beautiful imperial concubine.
In his eyes, there was no difference.
"As long as you can defeat me, of course, you can go over."
The precious concubine walked leisurely along the stairs. Her red muslin dress spread out like dark red blood.
"This killing intent …"
Young Master Yu trembled all over. He felt as if he was being stared at by a ferocious beast. His back was drenched in cold sweat, and countless goosebumps appeared on his skin.
Such a beauty actually had such a murderous nature.
How could the emperor allow such a person to stay in the harem? She was simply a killjoy!
As she walked, the trees on both sides withered due to her murderous aura, as if darkness and fear were swallowing everything.
"She cultivates in the sword."
Shen Zhenyi laughed.
"It's the Way of the Sword that is full of darkness and demonic nature. I didn't expect to see a real swordsman in the depths of the palace."
The sword had two blades, and the swordsman who pursued it was often lonely and painful.
This woman was charging forward with all her might amidst the scorching heat of the Sword Dao.
Shen Zhenyi found it very interesting.
"Your sword technique is full of murderous intent, but it's a bit too dark. There are seven moves in total. Please use them one by one."
The precious concubine suddenly stopped.
She raised her eyebrows and looked at Shen Zhenyi in surprise.
"You know what sword technique I use?"
She lowered her eyelids and asked again, "Do you know who I am?"
The precious concubine didn't believe that anyone could guess what sword technique she used as soon as they saw her. The only possibility was that these three people might know her, so they knew what martial arts she cultivated.
Shen Zhenyi shook his head. "I don't know."
He really didn't know her.
There were many heroes in the world of eight cultivators, and there were countless experts in the royal family. They hid in the depths of the palace, and Shen Zhenyi couldn't and didn't need to know all of them.
"Then how do you know that my sword technique is seven moves?"
The precious concubine was surprised.
"When you went down the stairs just now, you took a total of seven steps. After seven steps, your momentum was exhausted."
Shen Zhenyi wasn't impatient and patiently explained, "Your sword technique has no more than seven moves. At this level of martial arts, there's no need to force yourself to use the eighth move. Your sword technique must be seven moves."
The precious concubine's eyes flickered.
Shen Zhenyi was right.
Since she comprehended the seven moves of the demonic sword technique, she had broken away from the mold of the royal family's martial arts and stepped into a realm that no one had ever stepped into before.
However, seven was her limit.
The precious concubine knew very well that if she could deduce the eighth move, she could push her martial arts to an unattainable realm and enter the realm that even the emperor dreamed of —
True! Human! Realm! Realm! Ten! Heavy!
Unfortunately, she couldn't deduce it.
She couldn't deduce it for at least two or three hundred years before her lifespan ran out.
Moreover, the Great Moon Dynasty wouldn't allow her to deduce it.
Although no one said it, the precious concubine had already reached this realm. How could she not understand the Great Moon Dynasty's thoughts?
They definitely wouldn't allow a martial artist who could surpass the Eighth Cultivator of Spirit Transformation Technique to exist.
She took a deep breath.
"You understand the sword?"
The precious concubine finally opened her languid eyes and seriously sized up the man in white in front of her.
Shen Zhenyi smiled. "I know a little."
The path of the sword was endless. Even he couldn't say that he knew everything.
"No need to be modest."
Imperial Concubine Zhen felt that he was just being polite.
"If you can withstand my seven moves, then I can't do anything to you. You can naturally pass this Weiyang Palace."
She had used up all seven moves, and her essence had been exhausted. She was powerless to stop the other three people.
"Okay!"
Shen Zhenyi readily agreed.
People who learned the sword didn't talk too much nonsense.
If they could fight, they would fight. If they couldn't, they would leave and die.
He didn't underestimate the other party just because she was a woman.
The precious concubine nodded. At this time, she had already walked in front of Shen Zhenyi.
She stood with a smile.
Sword energy soared into the sky!
Two reclusive swordsmen met in the thin fog of Weiyang Palace.
"This situation … is really strange … Is this how swordsmen meet?"
Young Master Yu knew that this was just a life and death battle, but he felt that the two appreciated each other.
"You mean, he likes that woman?"
Lady Zi Ningjun suddenly turned her head and asked Young Master Yu softly.
This was the first sentence she said to Young Master Yu.
"This …"
Young Master Yu suddenly felt embarrassed and covered his mouth. How could I forget that there was a woman who had bitterly waited for the Third Young Master Shen for 400 years here? She wouldn't be angry, right?
"It's just that swordsmen appreciate each other, not the love between a man and a woman. Lady Zi … Senior, please don't worry."
Young Master Yu said embarrassedly.
Lady Zi Ningjun didn't care. She looked at Shen Zhenyi with infatuation and said with a smile, "If he likes her, then he can't let this woman die."
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