Xuantian City was different from other places.
Of course, the Sixth Level True Gods here weren't considered weak. However, they were only slightly stronger guards or city gate guards like Hong Du Wei.
The one who died under Shen Zhenyi's Thousand Miles Flying Sword was a guard named Hu Chou.
He was also a Sixth Level True God.
The Nine Gates Inspector of Xuantian City, Yuan Yuzhen, invited Shen Zhenyi here for the crime of killing a Xuantian City guard.
This was a crime that would cause even the nobles in the city to lose a layer of skin.
At this time, the document of Shen Zhenyi's arrival in Xuantian City finally reached Yuan Yuzhen's hands.
"He's finally here."
Yuan Yuzhen was a quiet middle-aged man. The mustache on his lips did not detract from his handsomeness. Instead, it added to his maturity and elegance. When he was young, he was also known as a handsome man. Now that he was older, his looks did not diminish.
The guard went to avenge Ye Zongchang and Little Night Soul. It was a small matter that did not require a high and mighty Nine Gates Inspector like him to deal with.
However, on a whim, he used the Soul Host Technique to observe the Southern Region. He did not expect to see such a mysterious person.
Even he could not see through this person's sword intent.
The Thousand Miles Flying Sword and the battle with the City Lord of Overlord City, Moonless Raiment, showed that this person's sword techniques were outstanding.
Even in Xuantian City, there were not many young people like him.
He had no background, but he was strong.
He was the best candidate to break the balance in the whirlpool.
This was also why Yuan Yuzhen had spoken on his behalf and invited him to Xuantian City.
"But … this is really a surprise."
After killing the Xuantian City guard with the Thousand Miles Flying Sword, Shen Zhenyi massacred the Southern Region, showing his unparalleled dominance and strength.
This person was extremely talented. He was originally a Sixth Level True God. After entering Xuantian City, he should be able to enter the Seventh Level True God smoothly.
If that was the case, the stage would be more interesting than expected.
A mysterious smile appeared on Harabusa's face.
The entry of this minor character into the city did not cause a strong reaction from the major forces in the city. However, as long as the timing was right, it was not impossible for him to stir up a storm.
Below Yuan Yuzhen, the clerk in charge looked at the file and asked in surprise, "Sir, this person killed a guard of Xuantian City and is guilty of the most heinous crime. Should we send him to the public court for trial and to determine his punishment?"
The Personal Guards of Xuantian City patrolled the area and had a very high status. Other than those who died in the hands of ferocious beasts, no one had heard of them being killed by humans.
This could be considered a major case.
Harabusa shook his head. "There's no need to rush. Let's wait until he passes the first test."
Shen Zhenyi had actually gotten together with the Yuan Family of the Wanxian Bureau. Everything was going too smoothly.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the moon in the sky. Shrouded in mist, the weather was gloomy. Tomorrow, it would probably rain.
The rain continued to fall.
Miss Yuan's mood was also very chaotic.
She had finally obtained the Nine Chains of Wisdom Soul and was able to solve Prince Yuan's tribulation. Today was also the deadline for Prince Yuan to come to the Ten Thousand Sage Bureau to ask for divination.
— — Whether she could fool him or not would depend on her performance.
Her palms were full of sweat, and she was so nervous that her knees were trembling.
"He's here! He's here! "
A disciple of the Bureau of Ten Thousand Sages stumbled into the inner hall and reported to Miss Yuan. Miss Yuan couldn't help but stand up. Logically speaking, the judges of the Bureau of Ten Thousand Sages were in control of fate and the future, so they didn't need to be polite to anyone.
Unfortunately, that was Mister Yuan, and not her, Miss Yuan.
The Nine Chains of Wisdom Soul on the table flew up silently. Grey smoke came out of the nine skulls' eyes. It was hazy and shrouded the surroundings mysteriously.
Outside the Bureau of Ten Thousand Sages, an enormous palanquin was slowly approaching on the wide street.
The people carrying the palanquin were sixteen Sixth Level True God Realm martial artists. They were topless, and their expressions were either worried, humiliated, or angry. However, none of them dared to resist.
In the palanquin sat a round fatty.
— — A huge fatty.
If he stood up straight with his two thick thighs, he would be more than ten meters tall. His waist was also not to be outdone. The fat on his face was like an inflated rubber ball, squeezing his eyes until only a slit could be seen.
His whole face was white and fat, and even his ears and nose were sunken in. The only thing that left a deep impression was his bloody mouth.
He was eating.
A whole roasted chicken, and he swallowed it with a slap, not even spitting out the bones.
This was Prince Yuan.
— — The last descendant of the previous dynasty.
If the dynasty had not been destroyed a thousand years ago, this person would have been the rightful successor and could have become the ruler of the world.
Unfortunately, times had changed, and this world was no longer the world of the human race.
Thus, life was no longer interesting.
He only loved to eat.
However, with his royal bloodline, even if he did not practice martial arts, just eating and drinking was enough for him to become a character who could do whatever he wanted in the outer city of Xuantian City.
If he wanted to destroy the Ten Thousand Sage Bureau without Mister Yuan, he would only need a slap.
"Hungry … Ah …"
He mumbled incoherently while eating.
Those who were not familiar with him might not understand what he was saying at all.
This gluttonous appearance did not look much different from a vicious beast — — For those who were loyal to the emperor in the past, the last descendant of the royal family had become no different from a vicious beast. This could be the biggest irony.
"Prince, we have arrived."
The palanquin stopped at the entrance of the Ten Thousand Sage Bureau.
Miss Yuan led a group of people to respectfully welcome them at the entrance.
She was not Mister Yuan, so she had no reason to put on airs.
— — Miss Yuan was also very clear about this point.
"Have we … arrived?"
Prince Yuan reluctantly stopped eating and tried to open his eyes, making his thread-like eyes the size of mung beans. The ferocious light in his eyes swept past Miss Yuan.
"Miss Yuan."
He suddenly raised his voice.
"A year ago, this prince came to the Ten Thousand Sage Bureau to read my fate. You said that my fate was honorable, that I could not speak nonsense, and that I had to fast and prepare for a year before giving my final judgment."
"Now that a year has passed, I am here today to ask you to tell this prince's final fate."
"If it is not good or accurate, then don't blame this prince for tearing down your Ten Thousand Sage Bureau's signboard and destroying your entire family!"
Just from these few words, one could see how domineering Prince Yuan was.
He could not say it was not good, but he could not say it was not accurate.
So if his fate was not good, the Ten Thousand Sage Bureau would have to be buried with him.
— — How could he have been muddle-headed back then and not listened to his father's last words and insisted on continuing this Ten Thousand Sage Bureau?
Miss Yuan felt regret in her heart, but at this time, it was impossible to stop halfway.
She gritted her teeth and finally said the final judgment.
"Prince, the arrogant dragon has regrets, and cannot be strong for long. Prince's fate is already like a dragon in shallow water. If it is not resolved, within three months, he will definitely die an unnatural death! "
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