In addition to the Bahuang Tribe, Yun Sheng was also worried about Later Qin, Dugu Xiu, Madam Chi Bi, and the others. They seemed to be very quiet in the past few years, but would the blood of the descendants of the Bahuang Tribe in them really stay quiet?
When Ji Rumo invited the Regent Of Great Zhou, he must have also invited the other three countries, the Dharma Temple, the Hunter's Guild, and the Elite Camp of the Mainland.
"It seems that I have to go to Penglai this time." Yun Sheng already had an idea.
The Golden Qilin glanced at the letter with a complicated expression.
The invitation letter asked the major countries to be at Penglai before the 15th of next month.
Yun Sheng decided to tell this news to Empress Dowager Wenren and …
On the north side of the imperial palace, there was an open space paved with long stones.
This was the drill ground of the Imperial Palace of Zhou State. Outside the drill ground, there were all kinds of stone beasts that weighed from 250 kilograms to more than 10,000 kilograms.
Beside the drill ground, there were all kinds of weapons that shone coldly under the hot noon sun.
The sunlight shone through the dense leaves and onto the ground, making the ground mottled.
A few teenagers were squatting in a horse stance, and there was an incense stick beside them.
These children were all about 10 years old, which was the most suitable age to learn fighting energy and magic.
A person stood in the middle of the children.
Wearing only a warrior's robe, the local tycoon, Golden Qilin, had his hands behind his back and was supervising the group of teenagers like a teacher.
His cold gaze fell on the boy on the easternmost side most often.
The young man was slightly taller than the other children. He had a handsome appearance, and he exuded the majesty of a young emperor.
His warrior's robe was soaked, and the incense stick beside him was thicker than the average child's by half.
When the Golden Qilin saw the boy's hard work, a thoughtful look flashed across its eyes.
"Prince Regent, Lord Golden Qilin." When they saw Yun Sheng and the Golden Qilin walking over, they greeted them.
The teenagers greeted them loudly.
Although they were greeting them, their bodies remained motionless.
The young man on the east side didn't say anything when he saw Yun Sheng.
He only raised his head arrogantly. This person was the little emperor of Zhou State, Ye Beicheng.
Three years had passed, but he still had some prejudice against Yun Sheng.
In Ye Beicheng's opinion, no matter how much Yun Sheng had done for Zhou State in the past three years, she was still a thief who had snatched his imperial brother Ye Beiming's throne as the "Prince Regent" through coercion and bribery.
Three years ago, Yun Sheng forced Ye Beicheng to move to the palace furthest away from Empress Dowager Wen Ren.
Then, she threw the seven-year-old Ye Beicheng into the "Heavenly Hunting Corps" for two years.
Those two years were the most difficult years of Ye Beicheng's life.
None of the men in the Hunting Corps knew Ye Beicheng's identity. They did not treat him as a seven-year-old child either.
Ye Bei Cheng would train the hunters the same way.
When they went on missions, Ye Beicheng also went on missions.
It was there that Ye Beicheng tasted blood. It was also there that he earned his first gold coin with his young and trembling hands.
It was also his first time fighting with someone to snatch a mission. It was also his first time drinking the blood of a demonic beast to survive.
Two years later, when the nine-year-old Ye Beicheng returned from the Hunting Corps, he had completely shed the image of a young prince who lived in a greenhouse.
He was now at least two heads taller than before, like a little tiger.
He was no longer picky about his food and did not even frown when faced with all kinds of training.
He originally thought that his transformation was enough to make Yun Sheng look at him in a different light.
However, Ye Beicheng was wrong.
When Yun Sheng saw Ye Beicheng, she did not praise him at all. Instead, she found a new mentor for him.
That was Yun Sheng's personal bodyguard, Tycoon Jin.
When Ye Beicheng first saw Tycoon Jin, he was a little disdainful. How could this monster, who did not have any sorcery or dou qi, teach him combat skills or sorcery?
Yun Sheng did not explain much. She only let Tycoon Jin and Ye Beicheng compete.
That competition ended with Ye Beicheng breaking three ribs.
Ye Beicheng also obediently shut up and acknowledged Tycoon Jin as his mentor.
In Tycoon Jin's eyes, he only recognized two people. One was Yun Sheng, who refined him, and the other was Ye Beiming, who trained him.
Other than these two people, he did not care about the little emperor of Zhou State or the Warrior Sage.
That was why Yun Sheng chose him as Ye Beicheng's mentor.
Judging from the results of the training in the past year, Tycoon Jin and the little emperor were indeed a good match.
"Little emperor, three years have passed. You're almost qualified to be the emperor again," Yun Sheng suddenly said after observing from the side for a while.
As soon as Yun Sheng finished speaking, a crack appeared on the cool face of the little emperor, Ye Beiming, which was somewhat similar to Ye Beiming's.
Did he hear wrongly? That woman, did she just say that she wanted him to be the emperor again?
God knew that Ye Beicheng had been waiting for this sentence every moment for the past three years.
The implication of this sentence was that he, Ye Beicheng, had finally obtained this woman's approval.
However, if he became the emperor again, did that mean that as the "Prince Regent", Yun Sheng, was going to leave?
For some reason, the little emperor, Ye Beicheng, did not feel the joy he had expected. Instead, he felt a sense of loss.
"Hmph, you're indeed a fickle woman. It's only been three years and you're already planning to abandon Zhou State, abandon Imperial Brother, and leave," the little emperor said coldly.
"Tsk, you don't learn the good things and learn the bad things. You and Ye Beiming are really brothers. You've learned a lot from him. You can't bear for me to leave, so you told me the truth. You insisted on making me angry. I'll only be happy if I use magic to turn you into a pig's head. "Yun Sheng shrugged and exposed Ye Beicheng's words with one sentence.
Ye Beicheng's little face flushed red when he saw that his thoughts had been seen through. He looked like a red-hot charcoal head.
"If that's not the case, why do you want to leave? You clearly said that you'll take care of Zhou State." Ye Beicheng had unknowingly regarded Yun Sheng as an indispensable part of Zhou State.
"I said three years ago that I'm only taking care of Zhou State temporarily. Three years have passed. You, this pile of mud, are finally presentable. You have Cheng Bai in literature, Bu Jiuxiao in martial arts, and a group of young talents. Little Emperor, you're no longer the flower in the greenhouse three years ago. It's time for you to graduate. Little Emperor, you've done well in the past three years. "For the first time, Yun Sheng looked at Ye Beicheng with a gaze of approval.
Ye Beicheng was stunned. Yun Sheng was actually praising him.
This vicious woman who had been mocking and tormenting him was actually praising him.
"I'm going to Penglai. It's still unknown whether I can come back. Zhou State will have to rely on yourself in the future." Yun Sheng waved her hand coolly, turned around, and left without looking back.
"Wait … Imperial Sister-in-law … You must come back!" The little emperor, Ye Beicheng, immediately understood what was going on when he heard that Yun Sheng was going to Penglai.
Come back?
Yun Sheng raised her lips and did not answer. Even she herself did not know if she could come back so smoothly this time.
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