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Everyone was talking about what had just happened. They didn't expect to encounter such a thing in Saint Origin World.
Fang Yun didn't participate in the conversation. This incident was a wake-up call for him.
In the past, the barbarians wouldn't be willing to pay such a high price to assassinate him. But now, it was different. They wouldn't hesitate to sacrifice even a Demon Saint.
Fortunately, Notre-Dame was obviously prepared. This trip was probably to lure the snake out of its hole. Instead of being on guard all day and night, it was better to counterattack when he was sure that the enemy would assassinate him.
"If the Demon Realm sends a barbarian below the Saint rank, the success rate is very low. After all, Notre-Dame is secretly protecting me. Demon Saints can only use various kinds of clones. However, clones are still Saints. Once they are used, Notre-Dame will definitely notice. "
"However, there is always a chance of failure. Now, I should increase my strength. Once I become a Great Scholar or even a Great Scholar, I won't die from assassination as long as I don't go to the Demon Realm. At the level of Great Scholar, unless you are outnumbered and fight to the death, the Grand Demon King can't kill any Great Scholar. "
"Before becoming a Great Scholar, I will spend most of my time in the Holy Temple. There shouldn't be any problems. The only worry is that they will suddenly trap us and cut off our connection with Notre-Dame. Then, they will mobilize the forces below the Saint rank to assassinate us. In that case, without the fluctuation of Saint rank, Notre-Dame won't be able to notice us. "
Fang Yun was getting more and more worried. But now, he didn't have enough strength.
"As long as I become a Great Scholar, we will settle these debts one by one!"
Fang Yun stood on the airship and looked at the night sky. He didn't know where his thoughts were.
The Literati Star was still bright. Regardless of whether it was spring, summer, autumn, or winter, it was always hanging above Saint Origin World at night.
Fang Yun stared at the Literati Star. He was curious.
"Every time I become a Scholar, the Literati Star will change. I wonder what will happen after I become a Hanlin Scholar."
After Fang Yun was conferred the title of Illusionary Divine Master, the official seal was still the official seal of the State Duke. However, in actual fact, it was equivalent to the imperial seal of a country. It had more functions and could even receive messages outside of the Divine Temple.
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. There were countless legends about Qu Hange.
He was good at four arts. Chess, chess, calligraphy and painting. He had reached the third state in chess, chess and calligraphy. His painting skills were also at the peak of the second state.
Qu Hange was the first in the County, County, State and Metropolitan Examinations. But he won first place in the Palace Examination and became the Zhuangyuan.
As for why Qu Hange was not promoted to the Hanlin Academy, there were different opinions. Some said that he swore that he would only be promoted to the Hanlin Academy after he practiced to the third state. Some said that he was trapped by love. Some said that he was cursed by the Demon Saint. Others said that his literary palace was damaged and his will was greatly affected. It would be difficult for him to be promoted after his literary palace recovered.
Even though Jing Kingdom was an enemy of Qing Kingdom, there were still many people who sighed and wrung their hands.
In everyone's opinion, with Qu Hange's intelligence, he was bound to become a Grand Scholar. It would not be surprising if he became a Great Scholar.
No matter what Qu Hange was, he had unquestionable strength among the Jinshi.
His military achievements were higher than many Han Lin. He had killed more demon Marquises than many people had seen in their entire lives. Back then, he had been ambushed by the demon race and, in the end, escaped from the demon king. Even now, it was the topic of conversation for the Qing people.
Among the ten people who won the literary battle, there was not only Qu Hange who was one of the ten elders of the Jinshi, but also two very special geniuses. In a few years, both of them would be qualified to compete with Qu Hange for the position of the ten elders of the human tribe. Because they were young, they had more than a 50% chance of winning!
One of them was a Jinshi who had both the blood of the Saint of Zong and the Ice Tribe. His name was Zong Jibing. He was the son of the fourth son of the Saint of Zong. He was the descendant of a mixed-blood woman in the Ten Cold Ancient Land.
Zong Jibing was only an illegitimate son and was not included in the genealogy of the Zong Family. Because of the impure blood of the human tribe, he could not be promoted to the Hanlin Academy.
However, there were pros and cons. Although he could not be promoted to the Hanlin Academy, he had awakened the power of the Ice Tribe Bloodline not long ago. All of his poems were imbued with the power of the Ice Tribe, especially those that involved ice, snow, and rain.
Zong Jibing's real strength was that he had entered the ancestral land of the Ice Tribe and obtained the inheritance of the Ice Tribe. He had accidentally obtained the inheritance of a dead Supreme Saint of the Ice Tribe.
Even the son of the Zong Family could only obtain the Half-saint Star Position because the Saint of Zong was only a Half-saint.
The other one was a legend among the Jinshi. He was known as the First Spear of the Jinshi of Gyeongo, Qiu Chongshan. He did not practice the sword of words, but the spear of words. Generally speaking, the sword of words of Jinshi should not have a real name. However, his spear of words had a real name, the Ancient Spear of Dragon Teeth.
Until now, no one knew the origin of the Ancient Spear of Dragon Teeth. They only knew that Qiu Chongshan's team was trapped in an ancient land for many years. Five years later, Qiu Chongshan was the only one who walked out.
No one knew what had happened in the past five years, but his Verbal Spear had the real name of "Ancient Flood Dragon Tooth Spear".
Moreover, the appearance of the Flood Dragon Tooth Spear had changed greatly. Its surface was covered with Flood Dragon Scale Carvings. Every time the spear struck out, there would be a Flood Dragon Horn Phantom accompanying it.
Some people speculated that Qiu Chongshan had obtained a Jiao Saint's dragon horn deep in the mountains and used it to sharpen his Lip Spear, eventually forming the Jiao Saint's Tooth Spear.
All three of them had killed Saints and Demon Marquises!
Ordinary Fey Marquises, Royal Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises, Sacred Fey Marquises.
Ordinary Hanlin Academy disciples could only kill ordinary Demon Marquises. If they encountered a Saint Demon Marquis, there was a 99% chance that Hanlin Academy disciples would be defeated.
However, the three of them were only Grand Scholars, one rank lower than Hanlin. Yet, they were able to kill the Holy Son and Demon Marquis. This was the embodiment of their strength.
Fang Yun's strongest achievement so far was to take advantage of the weakness of the Lord of Pestilence's doppelganger. However, he had not killed the Saint Demon Marquis.
Therefore, whether it was Jing Fang or his friends, they did not think highly of Fang Yun. They continuously sent him letters introducing the characteristics of the ten people, hoping to help him.
The airship continued to fly in the sky. When the sky in the east turned from black to blue, the airship passed through the Yangtze River and approached a city by the river. It was the capital of Xiangzhou, Baling City of the Baling Prefecture.
In the wee hours of the morning, Baling City should be pitch black. However, the road leading from the city to the busiest inn in the city was brightly lit.
Three miles outside of Baling City, carriages of various sizes were lined up outside the pavilion. Countless officials and scholars were waiting. r1152
Translator: Timothy _ Editor: GlobeGlotter
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