The second round ended.
Everyone's attention was no longer on the Tournament of Factions, especially the words Zhu Minglang said when he confronted Zhao Yinge. Everyone immediately fell into a discussion about Zhu Tong's death.
The audience wasn't blind.
There were only a few people who had died in the Ancient Bronze Battlefield. Many people had witnessed Zhu Tong's brutal death.
Haoyong, Zhao Yinge, and Madam Zhao Qin could hypocritically beg for forgiveness at the mourning hall, saying things like fists and legs have no eyes. However, everyone who was present at the scene knew very well that Zhu Tong had been maliciously murdered!
They originally thought that this matter would be forgotten.
After all, the one who had died was only an outer court disciple, and a servant at that. The perpetrator was Zi Zonglin's eldest disciple and a member of the Young Huang Gang.
However, after Zhu Minglang publicly mentioned it today, everyone began to talk about it. Many busybodies even spread the words Zhu Minglang said at the mourning hall.
At this point, everyone finally realized what had happened.
No wonder Zhu Minglang wanted to interrogate the leader of the Young Huang Gang, Zhao Yinge.
No wonder Zhu Minglang was so cruel to those who had surrounded him today!
The Young Huang Gang was a malignant tumor. The big factions might not know what it was, but the young disciples of the imperial capital, especially the young masters and young mistresses who didn't have a strong background, kept a respectful distance from them.
A group of hedonistic young masters with strong backgrounds. Once they banded together, there was nothing they wouldn't do.
In the past few years, many people had been harmed by them, and Zhu Tong was only one of them.
Therefore, when someone finally stood up and pointed at the leader of the Young Huang Gang, Zhao Yinge, they naturally felt like they had vented their anger. Especially since this person was a young master of the Zhu Clan, whose power and background weren't inferior to those bastards!
"Zhu Minglang, isn't he the prodigy of the imperial capital's Swordsman??"
"Yeah, I heard that after he left the mountain, he directly jumped out of the ranks of disciples …"
"That's right. That's right. I remember a Dragon Master Herder who was in the Monarch Level once went to teach the young Zhu Minglang a lesson for his disciple. However, not only was one of his Dragon Lords killed, Zhu Minglang escaped unharmed!"
"This matter shook the entire Imperial City at that time. You must know that Zhu Minglang had only left the mountain for one or two years at that time. He was only sixteen or seventeen years old!"
"After that, there were no other disciples who dared to be mentioned in the same breath as Zhu Minglang. After that, he must have chopped off Zhao Yinge's son's limbs and was banished from the capital!"
It had been many years, but there were still people in the crowd who knew about it.
Everyone pieced everything together and managed to piece together all the information regarding Zhu Minglang.
However, a talented Swordsman had abandoned the Swordsman and become the dragon shepard of today …
This kind of behavior was really inconceivable!
Following the dragon shepard was like starting from the beginning …
However, it seemed a bit tough for other people to start from the beginning. These disciples of big factions who had cultivated hard for so many years were still beaten black and blue by Zhu Minglang!
This was probably what a genius was like!
If others cultivated casually, they would reach the clouds that ordinary people couldn't reach!
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The Imperial City Imperial Court
In the glorious and sacred Imperial Court, the leaders of the big factions sat in their seats.
Although the Imperial City of Extreme Court had its own Imperial Court, and the Emperor presided over it, the Imperial Court wasn't so old-fashioned.
Whether it was the Zong Lin Clan, the clan, the palace, the Vatican, or the academy, if all the factions were combined, they had the power to compete with the Imperial Family.
The Imperial Family was the ruler.
Not the faction in charge.
If the ruler wanted to gain a foothold, he naturally couldn't do without the support of the big factions.
"Since the Zhu Sect has already agreed to hold this competition in the Tournament of Powers, then the ownership of the new land of Li Chuan will depend on the final results of this Tournament of Powers," said a woman wearing a colorful crown beside the king.
This woman was the Imperial Concubine, and she was in charge of legal matters.
The Emperor closed his eyes to rest, as if he couldn't hear the discussion. He probably wasn't interested in this kind of thing at all.
"Speaking of which, Rui's Chief Minister, you still haven't taken control of a small Li Chuan. I don't know whether to laugh or cry," said a general of the Imperial Court with a smile.
Rui's Chief Minister's face darkened, and he didn't say a word.
The right to rule was nothing more than trampling through war.
They would eliminate all the armed forces in the area, or expel them all, and let them rule. They would make laws and collect taxes.
Rui had been attacking these days, but the population of Li Chuan wasn't small, and their armed forces were far larger than expected.
Especially the four city-states to the east of the Long Gorge, led by Zulong City, had firm and united armies that were difficult to break up.
They felt that if there weren't some small forces obstructing them, they wouldn't have any hope of attacking any of the city-states to the east of the Long Gorge.
"Everyone might not know, but there's a country to the east of the Long Gorge. It's ruled by a powerful Divine Mortal called Li Yunzi. Her strength is extremely outstanding, and the soldiers under her are well-equipped. They are brave and skilled in battle. Our Rui's army has to travel a long distance, and they are already tired from marching. Not to mention, there are also strong military bases and fortresses in the Long Gorge … Li Chuan isn't as barren as our Rui. I've even heard that the Wasteland Ore Vein is rich, and it provides a large amount of military equipment …" said the Chief Minister of Rui.
"Since we can't take it down, it's not impossible to enlist them," said the Imperial Concubine indifferently.
"That Zulong City is an alliance of four city-states, and they are one country. If we enlist them, wouldn't we have to recognize them as a new country? We can't do that! "The Chief Minister of Rui hurriedly said.
Enlistment was the most disadvantageous for Rui.
Originally, if they took control of Rui, the resources there would be at their disposal, and all the people there would be turned into slaves. This would be a huge boost to Rui's national strength.
Slaves didn't need to be paid a single cent.
However, if it was a country, even if they won the war, the people would still be people. With the imperial court's laws, they couldn't kill the innocent, and they couldn't exploit people at will. If they became their ruler, they would protect their lives and property. No matter how heavy the taxes were, the benefits would be long-term and slow.
It was a completely different concept from the benefits of turning them into slaves.
"How about this? I'll give you one more month."
"If we don't take control of the country, our imperial court will enlist the Zulong City, the Wasteland Ore Country, the Nan Ore Country, and the Lun Ore Country, and allow them to establish their own countries. In the future, all of Rui's battles and actions will have to abide by the national war laws."
The Imperial Concubine opened her eyes and said to the Chief Minister of Rui.
"That's too short. The Zulong City has two to three hundred thousand soldiers. Even if Rui …" The Chief Minister of Rui's expression changed, and he hurriedly said.
"There are some special ancient relics in the land of Li Chuan, and there are many Spiritual Talents that we don't have in the Extreme Court Continent. If the destruction and slaughter of that territory is too serious, it will be a loss for the Extreme Court Empire. If we don't take control of the country in one month, we'll enlist the ruler there. There's no need to discuss this matter anymore. "The Imperial Concubine waved her hand. She wasn't interested in listening to the Chief Minister of Rui's complaints.
The Chief Minister of Rui hurriedly bowed and didn't dare to speak again.
However, his expression gradually turned gloomy.
It seemed that Rui had to go to war in one month. Even if there were losses, they had to take control of the Zulong City State.
"As for the control of the country, according to what you said just now, Zhu Men, as the first to take the oath, will suffer some losses."
"All the major factions can take out their tokens and let me keep them. After the results of the competition are out, I will naturally distribute them fairly."
The Imperial Concubine said to the leaders of the major factions.
At this moment, Gu He knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily. "Imperial Concubine, Zong Lin of the Chess Sect has declined. It's difficult for us to establish ourselves in the imperial capital. We hope that we can join Zhu Men outside the Imperial Concubine. Please grant our wish!"
"You should ask Master Zhu about this. Why are you asking me?" The Imperial Concubine raised her eyebrows.
"Please grant our wish, Imperial Concubine. Please grant our wish!" Gu He continued kowtowing without explaining the reason.
Everyone in the imperial court naturally knew that the Imperial Concubine was Zhu Xuehen's elder sister. She had a close relationship with Zhu Men. Otherwise, Zhu Men wouldn't have been able to establish themselves as a major faction in just a few years.
"Master Zhu, look at how sincere Gu He is. Why don't you reluctantly take him in and let him serve the Outer Court? The main thing is that if Shen Fan of the Chess Sect were to disappear, it would be a pity," the Imperial Concubine said.
The Chess Sect was a small faction.
But joining Zhu Men outside the Imperial Concubine …
It was really a pity!
The Imperial Concubine of Zhu Men was nothing more than the servants of some major factions.
In order to protect his Zonglin, Gu He was probably going all out. Dignity and reputation were no longer important to them …
Moreover, Gu He had already thought things through while standing under the scorching sun. Apart from Zhu Men, no other faction would help them!
Rather than being destroyed by Zhu Men, they would rather join the Imperial Concubine.
It was better to join them directly. So be it.
In Zhu Men's philosophy, there was no such thing as a servant.
Even Zhu Men's young master, Zhu Minglang, was seething with anger over a servant younger brother.
If Zhu Men was willing to take him in, their reputation would be tarnished, but it was definitely better than being wiped out!
"Since Imperial Concubine has said so, I can't refuse," Zhu Tianguan said helplessly.
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…
The gentle breeze from the lake brought a hint of freshness to this scorching summer day.
Zhu Minglang returned to his small courtyard and small building. He found Big Black Teeth lying in the small pond, crushing the rockery and looking like he was enjoying the cool air.
"How did your injuries heal?" Zhu Minglang walked over and asked in surprise.
Big Black Teeth opened his eyes and sized him up. He then used his claws to touch his chest …
It was really healed!
Even the large wound on his chest had healed!
Could it be that Black Treasures could recover by sleeping and basking in the sun?
Why didn't he know about it?
Zhu Minglang had instructed a female disciple to apply medicine to Big Black Teeth every hour, so he didn't bring him out today.
Under normal circumstances, Big Black Teeth's injuries would take at least ten to twenty days to heal completely, especially the large wound on his chest. It would probably leave behind some hidden injuries in the future.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not have any injuries on his body, but even the large wound on his chest had completely healed. There was no sign of him being injured at all!
This was somewhat inconceivable!
Could it be that Big Black Teeth had some hidden bloodline?
"Young Master, you are back." The female disciple walked out of the small building next door. She was holding a piece of sliced bitter melon in her hand.
"Do you know how to heal wounds?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"I don't," the female disciple shook her head.
"How did my Black Dragon recover so quickly? Did you apply the medicine you gave him?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"The Young Mistress told me to rest, so I took a nap in the room. When I woke up and applied the medicine, I realized your wounds were all healed," the female disciple said.
"Young Mistress? Where did this Young Mistress come from? "Zhu Minglang was confused.
Since when did the Zhu Clan call the Young Mistress!?
He was the Young Master of the Zhu Clan!
"It's the young lady with the veil. Everyone says she's the Young Mistress. Don't tell me you lost your memory like Mr. Koi?" the female disciple took a small bite of the melon.
"What are you talking about? She's a Divine Mortal in my team. She's not the Young Mistress … Wait, you said she came to see Big Black Teeth and he recovered?" Zhu Minglang asked.
"Yes, yes, the Young Mistress seems to know how to heal wounds," the female disciple said.
Zhu Minglang was even more confused.
Nan Lingsha didn't come today. Her second round of the competition was yesterday. She had entered the third round as expected.
The question was, how did she know how to heal wounds?
Be it Painter or Dragon Master … None of them should be related to healing wounds.
Not only was Nan Lingsha's personality similar to June's Rain, but her abilities were also unpredictable.
Unfortunately, Big Black Teeth was sleeping like a big black pig.
Otherwise, he could ask him what had happened.
"Young Master, this melon is very sweet. Do you want to have a piece?" the female disciple asked.
"You can have it."
Zhu Minglang walked to the small building next door. He wanted to see what Nan Lingsha was doing.
He could also talk to her about the competition. By then, the major forces would definitely target the Zhu Family and prevent them from winning the right to rule.
Therefore, the third round of the competition was the key.
Zhu Minglang and Nan Lingsha had to work together.
"Miss Lingsha." Zhu Minglang didn't go upstairs. Although this building was his, he couldn't offend it.
"What's the matter?" Nan Lingsha's voice was gentle.
"I have to talk to you about the competition," Zhu Minglang said.
Soon, Zhu Minglang heard footsteps coming from the stairs. They were light and slow.
She was still wearing a veil, but her beautiful eyes were as dazzling as gems.
She was wearing a short purple-blue shirt, which revealed her delicate collarbones. She looked delicate and beautiful.
Her undershirt was aqua blue, which was slightly different from the color of her shirt. Her snow-white skin was even more alluring because of it.
Zhu Minglang took a quick glance at her plump breasts, which were tightly covered by the shirt. He quickly looked away …
See no evil!
But they were indeed big.
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