Flowers, whatever!
PK, let nature take its course!
…!
Outside Qingyuan Hall in the Imperial Palace.
"Ninth Junior Brother, listen to the gifts prepared by those people. Look at the betrothal gifts we prepared. I want to turn around and go back to Qingyun Peak now!"
Huang Zonghua from the Qingyun faction complained with a depressed expression as he stood on a flight of steps not far from Qingyuan Palace.
Feng Qingyun and Chu Zhongyu, who were responsible for preparing the betrothal gifts, lowered their heads in shame when they heard Huang Zonghua's complaint.
In order not to embarrass Yu Haoran at the engagement ceremony, Feng Qingyun and Chu Zhongyu had put in a lot of effort to prepare the betrothal gifts.
Even Feng Qingyun, who adhered to Confucian etiquette, relied on his strength as a Martial Saint to rummage through all the treasure vaults of the Hundred Foot Sect's thirty-six peaks and gather a total of thirty-six betrothal gifts that they thought they could take out.
Originally, Feng Qingyun and Chu Zhongyu thought that these betrothal gifts were enough to match Princess Ling Fei. However, when they heard that the gifts prepared by the ordinary guests were better than theirs, Feng Qingyun and Chu Zhongyu were too embarrassed to take them out.
"Haoran, I'm sorry. It's all my fault!"
Now that the engagement ceremony was about to be held, it was too late to prepare a new betrothal gift.
Therefore, Feng Qingyun, who felt guilty, couldn't help but blame himself and apologize.
"Master, why are you apologizing?"
Yu Haoran, who was not paying attention to Feng Qingyun, did not know that Huang Zonghua's complaint had made his master and Eldest Senior Brother feel guilty.
"Ninth Junior Brother, it's like this …!"
Seeing that Yu Haoran was distracted, Chu Zhongyu quickly told him about the betrothal gifts.
"So that's what happened!"
After hearing Eldest Senior Brother's explanation, Yu Haoran chuckled and comforted him.
"Master, Eldest Senior Brother, I've already prepared the betrothal gifts for the engagement ceremony. You don't have to prepare them for me."
"Haoran, I …!"
Yu Haoran's consolation and understanding made Feng Qingyun feel even more remorseful. At the same time, he secretly decided that he could no longer be as carefree as before. He had to create a foundation for Qing Yun Peak.
"Master, Eldest Senior Brother, it's almost time. Let's go!"
Seeing that the guests from the top and first-rate clans of Xianyang City had already entered Qingyuan Hall, he couldn't be too late for the engagement ceremony.
Therefore, Yu Haoran greeted everyone before walking towards Qingyuan Hall.
"Your humble servant, Qin Xingxin, greets the Prince Consort!"
When Qin Xingxin saw Yu Haoran, who was wearing a light blue robe and holding a silver-white jade fan, slowly walking over with a smile on his face, the attendant of the Imperial Clan Court, who was in charge of receiving guests, hurried over to greet him.
Yu Haoran nodded and planned to walk to the table that was responsible for counting the gifts.
But at this moment, Qin Xingxin, who was in charge of receiving him, suddenly stood in front of him and ordered with a serious expression.
"Prince Consort, today is your engagement ceremony. According to the etiquette of the imperial family of the Qin Dynasty, you can't enter through the front door."
"At the same time, you have to change into the clothes that the Imperial Clan Court custom-made for you."
Yu Haoran clapped the Thousand-bone Fan in his hand, which had been modified by Thaling, and asked coldly, "What if I don't agree?"
"Then I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you can't attend the engagement ceremony today!" Qin Xingxin threatened Yu Haoran coldly.
"Haha!"
Faced with Qin Xingxin's cold threat, Yu Haoran suddenly took a step forward and asked with a gloomy face.
"What if I force myself to attend?"
"Then, Prince Consort, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid you have to stay in the dungeon of the Imperial Clan Court for a while."
In the face of Yu Haoran's pressure, Qin Xingxin's expression did not change at all. He clapped his hands lightly.
Then, three experts in the Martial Sage Realm and ten experts at the peak of the ninth-grade Martial Royal Realm surrounded him from all directions.
Looking at the thirteen experts surrounding him, Yu Haoran took a step back and signaled his master and eldest senior brother to relax.
"Good, good, good!"
Yu Haoran looked at the thirteen experts from the Imperial Clan Court one by one, and his gaze finally stopped on Qin Xingxin's face. He said "good" three times in a row.
Then, he put away the Thousand-bone Fan in his hand and took out a pill bottle from his Storage Ring. Then, he said with a smile on his face.
"Qin Xingxin, I, Yu Haoran, will not attend the engagement ceremony today. I'll leave the Imperial Palace and Xianyang City now and return to Qingyun Peak."
Yu Haoran actually gave up on the engagement ceremony today. Qin Xingxin revealed a smug smile on his face.
But when he heard Yu Haoran's words before he turned to leave, his smile was immediately replaced by nervousness.
"Qin Xingxin, before I, Yu Haoran, leave Xianyang City, I'll send the pills in the pill bottle to the Imperial Clan Court."
"Yu Haoran, what do you mean?"
He did not even address him by his honorific title, but directly called him by his name. It was enough to show that the Imperial Clan Court did not expect him to successfully attend the engagement ceremony today.
In the face of Qin Xingxin's question, Yu Haoran opened the pill bottle and poured out a pill from it. Then, he explained with a chuckle.
"Qin Xingxin, the pill in my hand is called the Spirit-slaughtering Pill. It was created in ancient times by a great grandmaster who was proficient in poison pills and was about to break through to the Elixir Emperor realm."
"As for its effect?"
At this point, Yu Haoran's sharp finger covered the Spirit-slaughtering Pill with a trace of powder. Then, he flicked his finger at a ninth-grade Martial Royal expert who was surrounding him.
Seeing the powder shoot at him, the peak ninth-grade Martial Royal expert revealed a disdainful sneer.
He did not dodge the powder that shot at him. Instead, he mobilized his soul power and origin energy to create a second layer of defense in front of him.
However, what terrified the peak Ninth Grade Martial Emperor was that the powder Yu Haoran shot at them actually ignored the defense of their Soul Power and Origin Power. It easily penetrated the defense of their Soul Power and Origin Power.
Fortunately, as an expert nurtured by the Imperial Clan Court, he did not lack defensive magic tools.
A low-grade Martial Royal defensive magic tool promptly blocked the powder that penetrated his soul power and origin energy.
But what made the peak ninth-grade Martial Royal expert feel despair was that the powder also ignored the magic tool's defense. After easily passing through the magic tool, it shot directly into his body and instantly merged with it.
When the powder entered his body, pain, itch, soreness, swelling, numbness, and other feelings that could be understood and described instantly emerged. The peak ninth-grade Martial Royal expert could not help but howl miserably. At the same time, he used one hand to remove the itch and numbness, and the other hand to use origin energy to hit the soreness and swelling.
It did not take long, only about a minute!
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