Yang Xuan pointed his finger at the man, but the man didn't move. His gaze didn't even change as he allowed Yang Xuan to do whatever he wanted.
Yang Xuan continued to send wood-elemental spiritual energy from his fingertips. The man's facial muscles began to change, and after a while, he had changed into a different appearance. Upon closer inspection, it was no different from the mask he was wearing before. No, it was even more natural.
However, that wasn't the end. Following that, another strange feeling came. The man felt as if his body was being pricked by thousands of needles, and it was constantly changing.
After a while, the changes stopped.
Zhu Xinghe took a mirror with a strange look on his face. After the man looked into the mirror, his eyes finally revealed a look of shock.
"From today onwards, you are the Grand Secretary of the Great Shen Dynasty, Wei Qingqi." Yang Xuan retracted his finger and said calmly.
"From today onwards, I am Wei Qingqi." That person repeated. The aura on his body had undergone a tremendous change. He was like a great scholar who had read a lot of books and poems. As he looked around, there was a sense of awe-inspiring righteousness.
"Go, do your job well!" Yang Xuan said.
"Yes, Sir. Don't worry. In less than three years, I will make the entire Great Shen Dynasty under the control of the Immortal Sect." Wei Qingqi cupped his hands at Yang Xuan and left.
After he left, Yang Xuan looked at Zhu Xinghe. "How's your cultivation recently?"
Zhu Xinghe's face was filled with excitement. He had tasted the sweetness of power for the first time, and he was extremely grateful to Yang Xuan.
"Master, I am already at Level Three Qi Refinement."
His progress wasn't slow.
Yang Xuan pondered for a while, then suddenly slapped Zhu Xinghe's chest.
Zhu Xinghe didn't move, and his expression didn't even change. If Yang Xuan wanted to kill him, he didn't need to spend so much effort.
A huge amount of spiritual energy was sent out and entered Zhu Xinghe's body.
Rumble!
There was a huge change in Zhu Xinghe's energy center.
Four cyclones, five cyclones …
He blocked all the small lightning bolts.
Yang Xuan only stopped the transfer of spiritual energy when there were nine cyclones.
By now, Zhu Xinghe had already reached the peak of the ninth realm.
Zhu Xinghe felt the surging power in his body and a look of gratitude appeared on his face. He knelt down respectfully and said, "Thank you, Master!"
Yang Xuan waved his hand dismissively. He had helped Zhu Xinghe reach the ninth layer of Qi Refining with his own strength.
This way, Zhu Xinghe's foundation would not be stable and it would definitely cause a lot of trouble in the future. However, Zhu Xinghe needed power right now and he could not care less.
Following that, Yang Xuan picked out a few secret martial arts manuals from the Human Pearl and gave them to Zhu Xinghe, so that he could develop his forces in secret.
After sending Zhu Xinghe off, Yang Xuan fell into deep thought.
As long as the Lingxiao Palace didn't interfere with Da Shen's affairs, Da Shen would become Yang Xuan's power in a few years' time.
However, the Lingxiao Palace was situated in the east. It would be extremely difficult to stir up trouble under its watch.
Yang Xuan's gaze was cold.
He thought of Yi Changjue's sword.
A sword that split heaven and earth.
He felt that Yi Changjue had already held back. Otherwise, even if he took out his Dharma treasure, the Chaos of Yin and Yang, he would have been severely injured.
As for why Yi Changjue held back, Yang Xuan still did not know.
After pondering for a while, Yang Xuan took a deep breath. He had now reached a bottleneck. The growth of his soul and power had stagnated. If he wanted to enter the late Nascent Soul stage, he would need a large amount of soul power and spirit energy.
Both of these were things that could only be found by chance.
Thinking of this, his eyes flashed with a cold light.
Spiritual Qi aside, in terms of large amounts of Soul Energy, the Sacred Mountain was naturally the best.
It seemed that he had to make a trip to the Sage Mountain.
He thought with a cold smile. Then, his figure disappeared from the room.
In the palace of Da Shen, Shen Fu was wearing a dragon robe. He sat behind a long table with a blank expression.
He had already ascended the throne three days ago.
The ascension ceremony was not grand. It was a special period now and everything was kept simple.
After Shen Fu ascended the throne, everyone in Da Shen heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as the bloodline of the Shen family was still alive, Da Shen would not be in chaos.
Even if someone wanted to cause chaos, those with vested interests would destroy him in the cradle.
As for looking for Yang Xuan to avenge the late Emperor?
What a joke, the Shen family was already dead.
Moreover, even if all the soldiers of Da Shen were added together, they would not be enough to kill Yang Xuan. Didn't you see that the experts of the Lingxiao Palace no longer meddled in this matter?
The matter of revenge should be left to the new Emperor. As officials, they should just take advantage of themselves.
Even if the new Emperor wanted to take revenge, they would stop him.
Of course, there were many people who were loyal to Shen Yuanlie and the Shen family.
However, after a few days of jumping up and down, these people all mysteriously died of illness.
Of course, those with discerning eyes knew what was going on. For a time, no one in Da Shen dared to talk about this matter.
Moreover, Yang Xuan was now the Emperor's preceptor. Even the new Emperor acknowledged him as his father and swallowed his anger. As officials, they just had to do what they were supposed to do. The blood in the palace that day was still fresh.
In such a state, Yang Xuan came to the palace.
The huge palace was almost destroyed that day and was now being rebuilt.
Yang Xuan walked all the way to Shen Fu's place.
Along the way, the civil and military officials saw Yang Xuan from afar and quickly hid. Those who could not hide in time quickly knelt down and trembled. They were afraid that they would be killed by Yang Xuan if they were not careful.
Yang Xuan was not in the mood to pay attention to them. He had more important things to do.
When he came to Shen Fu's room, Yang Xuan did not greet him and directly pushed the door open.
The eunuch at the door did not even dare to fart. He knelt on the ground and trembled.
There were six palace maids in Shen Fu's room.
These six palace maids were all in the Venerable realm. They were not the original palace maids but were sent by Zhu Xinghe to protect and monitor them.
Of course, many people in the palace were Yang Xuan's people.
Although the six palace maids did not know that Yang Xuan was their real master, Zhu Xinghe had already given orders. Therefore, after Yang Xuan waved his hand slightly, they all left.
Shen Fu was reviewing memorials. He was unfamiliar and serious. When he saw Yang Xuan come in, his face revealed hatred, but he did not get up.
Yang Xuan did not mind. He walked straight over and picked up a memorial on the table to read.
The memorial said that the imperial guards had replaced some high-ranking officers. It was very inappropriate and might cause chaos.
A flame appeared, and the memorial was burned to ashes.
Shen Fu was stunned. Then, anger appeared on his face. "I haven't seen it yet …"
Slap!
Yang Xuan sent him crashing to the ground with a single slap.
"Who are you calling me?" He looked at Shen Fu and said coldly.
This slap was definitely not light. Shen Fu's face quickly turned red and swollen.
Footsteps sounded outside the door. The eunuch who was kneeling there quickly ran away as if he had heard the sound in the room.
Shen Fu got up from the ground. His face was flushed red, and his eyes were filled with anger. Even his body was trembling slightly.
After a long while, he slowly knelt on the ground and said through gritted teeth, "Master!"
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