Yuan Tianshuang, the great Mr. Yuan, was originally just a cynical scholar with mediocre martial arts cultivation. Before Xuantian City was established, he was obsessed with fame and only wanted to learn martial arts so that he could serve the royal family and serve the former dynasty.
Who knew that the decaying dynasty would collapse at the first attack of the ferocious beasts? The Princess Royal sank Tianjing's pagoda in anger. That day, Mister Yuan saw it with his own eyes and suddenly understood something. He laughed and vomited blood and left.
Later, he wandered in the wilderness and obtained the three scrolls of the Nameless Heavenly Book. He cultivated diligently and gained the ability to predict the future.
He was straightforward and accurate in judging people's lives. Soon, he became famous. He created the Bureau of Ten Thousand Sages and recruited talents. He was really a hero of his time. It was said that during the process of building Xuantian City, it was also due to his help, but the secrets were not known to outsiders.
Therefore, when Mister Yuan was alive, the Bureau of Ten Thousand Sages enjoyed a high status. Although his cultivation was not enough to enter the obelisk, the people in the obelisk would often ask Mister Yuan for help.
After Mister Yuan died, Miss Yuan inherited the Bureau of Ten Thousand Sages. It was impossible for it to have such a reputation. Many people were even waiting to see it become a joke.
Especially this time.
"Interesting. Really interesting."
The Admiral of the Nine Gates, Yuan Yuzhen, looked at the latest report and found it even more interesting. He tapped the file with his long fingers with a strange smile.
Shen Zhenyi's actions gave him a pleasant surprise.
"He actually … suppressed the royal family's aura by a few points."
"I didn't expect this person to be able to force the 19th Prince to retreat without starting a fight!"
Yuan Yuzhen knew Lord Nineteen's temperament very well.
If he hadn't met a strong enemy that he couldn't defeat, the Bureau of Ten Thousand Sages wouldn't have come out unscathed.
It seemed that this Third Young Master Shen's evaluation had to be improved.
Xuantian City became more chaotic.
As the backbone of the Elder Faction, Yuan Yuzhen had been watching the situation in the city coldly. He felt that although the royal family was happy, the people's hearts had changed. Who would want to be suppressed by an emperor? Therefore, they went against the trend. It was impossible for them to succeed in restoring the dynasty.
The Ancient Martial Arts only knew how to cultivate. Although they were powerful, they were still in a state of disunity. They could be divided and controlled.
As for beastmen, it was merely a problem. After all, how many people would want to be ferocious beasts instead of humans? He could just clean them up when he had the time.
The hot-blooded youths of the Hall of Life Extermination were troublesome to rule. However, people would always grow up. When they were older, they would naturally understand the principles of the world. There were many things that couldn't be solved by risking one's life.
In the end, the only ones who could control the situation and fabricate the final fate of the human race were the elders.
Therefore, no matter how chaotic Xuantian City was, Yuushen was not worried. He felt that they could control the situation. If they let Shen Zhenyi ignite all the conflicts and settle them all at once, they would be able to enjoy hundreds of years of peace.
What's not to like?
"The Royal Faction will definitely not let this go." His counselor reminded him, "Nineteen Princes returned in defeat, but their main target was not the Bureau of Ten Thousand Sages. They just wanted to make an example out of them. Whether the Ten Thousand Sages Bureau is destroyed or not has nothing to do with the overall situation of the restoration of the Imperial Family. Now that King Yuan is dead, we don't know what kind of puppet they are going to push out to fight for the position of Emperor. This is the next important step. "
King Yuan was a puppet.
There were many people in the Imperial Family. If they wanted to restore the Imperial Family, of course they could push out another puppet.
"This is what we need to investigate."
Yuushen frowned.
These old fogeys of the Imperial Family were the most annoying. They always hid behind the scenes and pushed out one candidate after another.
If possible, he wanted to be like the girl in red and draw his sword to kill all these disgusting people.
Unfortunately, everything needed to be balanced.
Even if he had the power, he couldn't do such a rash thing.
Yuushen reflected on himself and felt that it was wrong of him to have such violent thoughts. He quickly erased them from his mind.
To rule the world, one needed to rely on wisdom, not violence.
"Since Shen Zhenyi passed the first test beautifully, it's time for me to meet him."
Yuushen stood up and stroked his beard. "Shen Zhenyi, the Overlord City Lord of the Southern Region, can start the trial for killing the guards of Xuantian City."
When the Nine Gates Admiral sent the summons to Captain Hong's house, Princess Long was troubled.
Her cultivation of "Mortal World Like Water Sword Tide" was very smooth. She naturally advanced to the sixth level of the True God Realm. However, like Cynanchum Chinense, she found that it was useless.
In Xuantian City, only warriors of the seventh level of the True God Realm could make a difference.
During the battle of the Million Sages Bureau yesterday, although they only fought twice and Shen Zhenyi only made one move, as disciples, they saw it clearly.
Of course, Prince Nineteen was a seventh level True God. His Bright Moon Out of Heavenly Mountain was powerful and unstoppable.
Princess Long came back and thought about it. The more she thought about it, the more terrifying it was.
However, this move was different from "Mortal World Like Water Sword Tide". It was not compatible with her. Therefore, although she could understand the move, she didn't plan to ask her master for help.
She could only see that they had just entered the sixth level of the True God Realm. There was still a huge gap between them and the seventh level.
If they wanted to help their master, they had to work hard!
Princess Long sighed. She wasn't Cynanchum Chinense or Zi Ningjun. Cynanchum Chinense was carefree, while Zi Ningjun was calm. Princess Long had to think more than them.
Xuantian City was in a mess now. Just like what Miss Yuan said, all the experts were waiting for an opportunity to make a move. Conflicts could break out at any moment. There would be many times when they would have to fight.
Of course, she believed that her master could subdue the world with just one sword. However, if that was the case, what use did her master have for them?
Wouldn't they be a burden?
Princess Long remembered clearly that when Shen Zhenyi took in disciples, his attitude was to let them work for him. He didn't need to trouble himself.
Therefore, from the beginning, Shen Zhenyi had been thinking of ways to improve their cultivation so that they could barely keep up with the pace of the world.
What if one day, they still couldn't help their master even though they tried their best?
Would he be like the others and be left far behind by his master?
Thinking of this, Princess Long felt a chill run down her spine.
She knew that her master was a kind person and wouldn't abandon them. However, if she couldn't keep up, she couldn't force herself to follow. Princess Long hadn't been to the Nine Nether Land. However, since the World of Eight Cultivators, she had seen many people. She used to follow in her master's footsteps, but soon fell behind.
Now, even when they looked at her, they had to look at her with respect.
This feeling wasn't good.
Princess Long didn't want to be estranged from her master.
She gathered the resentment in her heart and swung her sword with all her might. Just then, the envoy of the Nine Gates Commander arrived.
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