At this moment, a guard ran in from outside and said, "Fourth young master Changyang Shōten, there's a person called Ming Dong outside who wishes to see you."
Jianchen was slightly stunned when he heard Ming Dong's name. Soon afterwards, a sliver of joy appeared on his face, and he quickly made his way out.
When Jianchen emerged from the palace, he saw a young man in white robes standing there with a smile. It was Ming Dong, who he had not seen in half a year.
Ming Dong arrived before Jianchen with an excited smile. He extended his hand and patted Jianchen's shoulder heavily. He smiled, "Hi! Jianchen, you really have returned. You've come back much sooner than I expected. "
Jianchen studied Ming Dong. Ming Dong seemed to have undergone an extremely obvious change compared to half a year ago. He was much more composed and did not seem as impetuous as before.
"Let's go in and talk!" Jianchen led Jianchen into the palace with a smile. The king had specially arranged for Jianchen to live in. There were fifty black-armored guards outside.
Jianchen and Jianchen sat down on chairs. A female attendant immediately poured tea and snacks for the two of them before withdrawing under Jianchen's orders.
"I was just about to go look for you when I had the time. I never thought you'd be hiding in the palace." Jianchen was clearly in a very good mood as well. He and Ming Dong were the closest of brothers, so he was naturally very happy to see each other again.
"When the war had just ended, I accepted the king's invitation. It was difficult for me to turn down such kindness, so I came to stay in the palace for a few days and experience this kind of life. This is the first time I've experienced something like this, so I obviously have to enjoy it for a few more days," Ming Dong chuckled.
"Have you enjoyed enough?" Jianchen smiled.
Ming Dong picked up a snack and placed it in his mouth, munching on it as he mumbled, "I originally wanted to stay here for a few more days, but since you've returned, I'll naturally follow you in the future. Wherever you go, I, Ming Dong, will go."
Suddenly, Ming Dong turned to Jianchen and said, "Right, Jianchen, should I call you Changyang Shōten or Jianchen?"
"Just call me Jianchen. I like that name better. I only use the name Changyang Shōten at home. Outside, I'm Jianchen," Jianchen said without any hesitation.
Ming Dong nodded, his expression suddenly becoming serious. "I've already completed the mission you gave me. I've already personally handed the Heaven Seizing Fortune Art to your father. Furthermore, I know about your past. Count me in on the Huayun Sect's matter. When the time comes, don't forget to call me."
Jianchen chuckled. "There's no need for that. I've already dealt with the Huayun Sect's matter."
Ming Dong was startled, asking in confusion, "Dealt with? How did he solve it? You won't let the Huayun Sect off so easily, right? "
Jianchen and Jianchen had been discussing things in the palace until late into the night. Jianchen had nothing to hide from Ming Dong, so he told him everything that had happened after they had parted. However, he hid the matter of the White Tiger. It wasn't that Jianchen didn't trust Ming Dong, but rather that the fewer people who knew about the White Tiger, the better. Moreover, telling Ming Dong this matter would only increase the pressure on him.
After hearing about everything that had happened to Jianchen, Ming Dong couldn't help but sigh. Especially when Jianchen said that he had fought against eight Heaven Saint Masters, Ming Dong's heart skipped a beat.
"I never thought that so many things would happen. The Jiede family and the Shi family definitely won't forgive him. Once we have enough strength, we'll definitely make those two families pay a heavy price. However, Jianchen, you can be considered to have profited from a disaster. Although you've suffered a great calamity, your strength has increased by leaps and bounds. You've actually become a Heaven Saint Master and the Imperial Protector of the Qin Empire. I find it hard to believe. If I haven't guessed wrong, you should only be twenty-one years old. "
Ming Dong only left late into the night. He was a guest of the Kingdom of Gesun, so he had his own residence in the palace.
After Ming Dong left, Jianchen also entered his room and sat cross-legged on the bed in deep thought. At this time, the White Tiger, who had been sleeping soundly on the bed, finally woke up after digesting the medicine.
The White Tiger stood up, feeling refreshed. It stretched lazily on the bed and stared at Jianchen with its bright little eyes. Then, it leapt onto Jianchen's shoulder and rubbed its furry little head against Jianchen's face. It let out a few whimpers, showing that it was very attached to Jianchen.
The White Tiger could freely control the size of its body, so it was still only a foot long. It was like a little white cat, obedient and cute.
Jianchen lifted the White Tiger off his shoulder and sensed the energy within it. He could not help but smile. It had only been a few days, but the White Tiger had already reached Class 3. This growth rate was truly terrifying. If this continued, the White Tiger's strength would definitely reach Class 5 within a year as long as he provided it with enough heavenly resources.
"As expected of a Winged Tiger that only appeared once in ancient times. Its growth rate is just too fast," Jianchen sighed inside.
Jianchen took out a few thousand-year-old heavenly resources from his Space Ring again and said softly, "Work hard to increase your strength. Raise your strength to the highest possible level. Only then will you have the ability to protect yourself."
Heavenly resources were irresistible to the White Tiger. As soon as it saw the thousand-year-old heavenly resources in Jianchen's hand, the White Tiger's eyes immediately lit up. It wolfed them down and revealed an extremely happy expression. It let out a comfortable burp before lying in Jianchen's arms and closing its eyes, falling into a deep sleep to digest the medicinal effects.
Looking at the sleeping White Tiger, a trace of worry appeared on Jianchen's face. He muttered, "The closer it gets to the later stages, the greater the amount of energy needed. The speed of digesting energy will also increase exponentially. I wonder how long the heavenly resources in my hands can last. It seems like I have to think of something."
Afterwards, Jianchen slowly closed his eyes and held two Class 5 Monster Cores in his hands as he cultivated. Without a King Armament, Jianchen could only use the energy within the Monster Cores to slowly evolve into Chaotic Force.
Jianchen knew that Chaotic Force was extremely powerful. Although he could not use it right now, once he had a good foundation, he would naturally be able to use Chaotic Force in the future. And this foundation was his physical body. Only when his physical body was strong enough could he support the circulation of Chaotic Force. Right now, he needed enough Chaotic Force to strengthen his physical body.
Once he could use Chaotic Force, Jianchen believed that his strength would once again increase by leaps and bounds.
In the latter half of the night, the entire Imperial Palace was quiet, so quiet that it was frightening. Squads of soldiers wearing black armor were moving around the Imperial Palace, silently protecting the Imperial Palace.
Suddenly, a figure completely hidden in the night flashed past, silently approaching Jianchen's Imperial Palace. The surrounding darkness completely submerged his figure, as if he had completely merged into the darkness. Even if someone were to approach him, it would be difficult to detect his presence.
The figure that had merged into the darkness easily avoided the Black Armored Soldiers guarding outside the Imperial Palace, and silently entered the Imperial Palace. The interior of the Imperial Palace was pitch black, without the slightest bit of light.
The surrounding darkness did not seem to affect the black figure at all. He could clearly see the surrounding scenery in the dark. After the black figure scanned the surroundings, he stealthily and noiselessly arrived at Jianchen's room. He saw Jianchen sitting cross-legged on the bed, cultivating.
When the black figure was ten meters away from Jianchen, a jade bottle appeared in his hand. He gently removed the lid and a faint gas emitted from the bottle, slowly drifting towards Jianchen.
The black figure waited for a few seconds. Seeing that it was about time, he put away the jade bottle and a jet-black dagger silently appeared in his hand. He then turned into a black streak of light and shot towards Jianchen, stabbing the dagger towards Jianchen's throat.
At this moment, a purplish green light flashed in the dark room. A crisp sound of metal clashing could be heard, and the black shadow's charging figure came to an abrupt stop. Instead of moving forward, he staggered back a few steps. Every step he took on the ground made a dull sound of footsteps.
"How rare. I've actually encountered a darkness-attributed Saint Force." An indifferent voice rang out in the pitch-black room. Jianchen had already opened his eyes. The surrounding darkness did not seem to affect him at all. He calmly looked at the figure that seemed to have completely merged into the darkness.
"Y- you're actually fine. How is that possible?" The figure hidden in the darkness was extremely shocked.
Jianchen smiled faintly, "Your poison is too weak. It's useless against me."
The black figure knew that his assassination had failed. He had actually been discovered by Jianchen even though he was stealthy. He was not Jianchen's opponent in a direct confrontation, so he no longer hesitated. He turned into a black streak of light and charged outside with lightning-like speed, completely silent.
Darkness-attributed Saint Force people were known as the kings of the night. The night was their world. Not only could they perfectly hide their presence, they could also merge their bodies into the darkness, making it very difficult for others to detect them.
"You want to leave? Not so easy." Jianchen sneered. He grabbed at the air and the dark space immediately lit up. In a single moment, a fiery-red elemental sword condensed in his hand. The bright light illuminated the dark room, alarming even the Black Armored Army guarding outside.
Swish! With a shake of his hand, the fire elemental sword shot out. It nimbly made a few turns in the room before finally breaking through the door and shooting toward the fleeing black figure.
Boom! A violent roar resounded as flames lit up the sky. The entire palace was alarmed. That black figure was engulfed by the waves of flames that were emitting intense heat. He let out a miserable cry as he could no longer hide. His body was exposed. The clothes on his body were instantly burned to ashes. Although he finally escaped the sea of flames, he was severely injured.
"Assassin!"
"Assassin!"
The originally quiet palace instantly became lively. A large number of soldiers in black armor quickly ran over from afar with torches in their hands. Figures constantly flashed on the roofs. Some of the experts hidden in the palace also rushed over at full speed to the place where the light of the fire shone.
Seeing that they had been exposed, the person who had come to assassinate Jianchen did not dare to stay any longer. Ignoring his injuries, he crawled to his feet and fled into the darkness.
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