On the balcony above the lake, Yan Qingcheng gritted her teeth in anger as she watched Jun Wu Xie's departing figure.
What did this little bastard mean?
He said that he didn't regret knowing her at all.
In other words, he regretted knowing her before this?
He took away her chastity and still said such words!
…
At that moment, Jun Wu Xie was on his way back to Mount Zongwang.
He naturally didn't expect that Yan Qingcheng would think so much of what he said in his excitement about the Spirit Illusionary Realm.
He spent a lot of money in the capital city to purchase a high-class carriage pulled by two Three Star Thousand Spirit Horses.
This carriage was very luxurious and spacious. There was a soft and comfortable bed, a coffee table, a table, a stool, and exquisite decorations.
After returning to Mount Zongwang, Lord Alcohol and Uncle Bird asked about it. He gave them a simple explanation and didn't mention the Burning Swords Sect and the Spirit Illusionary Realm.
In the following days, apart from cultivating, he accompanied Yueyao.
During this period, he gave all the basic resources he obtained from killing enemies in the South Mountain mystic realm to Lord Alcohol and Uncle Bird.
The Sōgō Gakuin School had been in decline for a long time. The sect didn't have much of a heritage and was extremely lacking in resources.
In the future, if the Sōgō Gakuin School wanted to regain its former glory, it would have to rebuild the sect and recruit disciples. This would consume a huge amount of resources.
…
The day of the trial's opening arrived in the blink of an eye.
Early in the morning, the five people from the Sōgō Gakuin School rode the luxurious carriage they had bought a few days ago to the central square of the capital city.
In the early morning, the huge square was already crowded with people.
The central area was blocked off, and four elders from the Mountain Upholding Sword Sect sat cross-legged inside.
Hundreds of meters away from the blocked area, there were four high platforms built.
Each platform was about three meters tall and was square with a diameter of more than ten meters.
Luxurious chairs and tables were placed on the high platforms. On the tables were wine, snacks, and fruit platters.
The people from the Mountain Upholding Sword Sect and the Daiga Ken Sect were already on the high platforms.
Their higher-ups sat in front of the table while their younger disciples stood behind them.
The Great Zhou Emperor, Ji Liufeng, and the Empress were also seated on one of the high platforms. The Eighth Prince, Ji Beilan, stood quietly beside them.
That Deputy Commander was also there, silently standing behind Ji Liufeng and the Empress.
Apart from this, there was also an old man with grizzled hair and beard, with the symbol of a true dragon embroidered on the left side of his chest. He was accompanied by ten young and robust men wearing the same attire, guarding Ji Liufeng and the Empress.
Jun Wu Xie had just driven the carriage to the edge of the plaza when he saw that Ji Liufeng and the Empress's expressions weren't very good. The Eighth Prince's face was filled with anger as he faced the direction of the Mountain Upholding Sword Sect. His hands hanging by his waist were clenched into fists.
Nearby, the crowd of onlookers also had angry looks on their faces.
Jun Wu Xie's eyes turned cold.
What happened?
Just as he was puzzled, he heard a young sword cultivator on the platform of the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect look at the angry Ji Beilan with a mocking expression and say, "You look like you've been wronged? You should know that being able to establish a relationship with our Senior Brother Chan Feng is the fortune of several generations of the Great Zhou imperial family! "
"Your disciple has gone overboard with his words!" Ji Liufeng's face darkened as he said to the upper echelon of the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect, "Although my Great Zhou imperial family is far inferior to your Mountain Bearing Sword Sect, we don't want to establish ties with anyone from your sect. I hope your disciple won't say such words again! "
"Oh, Emperor of Great Zhou, although my Mountain Bearing Sword Sect's disciple spoke a little directly, it's the truth." A core elder of the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect had an indifferent expression. "Chan Feng heard that the Great Zhou Empire has a princess who is hailed as a legend of the Great Zhou Empire. He is very interested in this extraordinary woman. Your Majesty, why don't you agree to this matter?"
Ji Liufeng's face darkened when he heard this.
He hadn't expected the upper echelon of the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect to say the same.
The Great Zhou imperial family couldn't afford to offend the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect.
However, they definitely couldn't agree to this matter, but they also couldn't fall out with them. If they tactfully refused, the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect's disciple would definitely not let them off and say some unpleasant words.
"Your Majesty of Great Zhou, what are you still hesitating about?" The young sword cultivator from the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect smiled and said, "Our Senior Brother Chan Feng is someone on the Southern Region's Star Glory Ranking, a peerless King level talent. Although Senior Brother Chan Feng already has a Dao companion, you, the Great Zhou Empire's princess, can completely be my Senior Brother's concubine. It's not a grievance. In the future, with Senior Brother Chan Feng as your backing, your Great Zhou Empire will definitely prosper for another three thousand years! "
"You!" Ji Liufeng was so angry that the muscles on his face twitched violently. He said coldly, "Yinlan only pursues the Martial Dao and has no other thoughts! Don't say such words again! "
"That might not be the case." At this moment, behind the young sword cultivator, a handsome young man with thick black hair and a sharp face smiled and said confidently, "Why don't Your Majesty of Great Zhou let Ji Inran come and meet me? As long as she sees me, she won't only have the Martial Dao in her heart. "
"Haha!" The Eighth Prince laughed from extreme anger and said, "Who do you think you are? If my sister was here, she wouldn't even look at you! "
"Kid, how can you speak to Senior Brother Chan Feng like that?" The young sword cultivator mocked, "My Senior Brother is someone you have to call brother-in-law in the future. Don't be so rude!"
The Eighth Prince's face turned green.
He was about to retaliate when a carriage suddenly rushed in and stopped abruptly between the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect and the Great Zhou Empire's high platform.
The Thousand Spirit Horse's front hooves rose into the air and neighed.
"Sister …"
The Eighth Prince opened his mouth, but immediately closed it.
Jun Wu Xie jumped down from the carriage and asked Ji Beilan, "Eighth Prince, what did that guy say just now? Did you hear it clearly?"
At this moment, everyone's gaze was on the carriage and also on Jun Wu Xie.
Everyone in the capital knew that Jun Wu Xie and Ji Inran's relationship was very unusual.
At this moment, he suddenly rushed in with a carriage. What was he trying to do?
There was no doubt that today's matter and the words of the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect's disciple were a naked insult to Jun Wu Xie.
The Great Zhou Empire's princess was his confidante.
Now, the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect's disciple said that he wanted to take Ji Inran as his concubine.
Facing a powerful sect like the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect, what would Jun Wu Xie do? What could he do?
"Why are you in a daze?" Jun Wu Xie repeated, "Did you hear what he said just now?"
"Ah! No, I didn't hear it clearly! "
The Eighth Prince immediately reacted and responded.
"Did you hear it? You said that he didn't hear what you said just now." Jun Wu Xie looked at the young sword cultivator and said, "Why don't you come down and say it to him again?"
"Kid, what tricks are you playing?" The young sword cultivator sneered, flicked his sword robe, and got down from the high platform.
He came in front of Jun Wu Xie and sneered, "I'm here, you're going to …"
Buzz!
A golden palm suddenly slapped toward him.
It was so fast and powerful that it instantly caused the space to explode.
The young sword cultivator's pupils shrank and he was about to counterattack.
Pfft.
Before he could use his martial skill, the golden palm slapped his face heavily with the force of ten thousand kilograms.
Immediately, blood splattered everywhere, and the sound of bones cracking resounded.
Blood and brain matter splattered out together.
The young sword cultivator died in an instant!
Above his neck, his entire head cracked like a watermelon.
His body swayed and fell to the ground with a bang.
Jun Wu Xie stepped on the corpse and stared coldly at Chan Feng, the young man with thick black hair and a chiseled face on the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect's high platform. He mocked, "What the hell is this? Such trash dares to make a racket here. You're just a useless thing!"
The entire scene was silent.
Here, millions of pairs of eyes were focused on him.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
No one had expected Jun Wu Xie's counterattack to be so direct and fierce!
In front of everyone, in front of the upper echelons of the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect, he killed a core disciple. It was simply unimaginable!
Ji Liufeng, the Empress, the Eighth Prince, and the others were all stunned.
Lord Alcohol, Uncle Bird, and the others, who had lifted the curtains, were also stunned.
The people of the Mountain Bearing Sword Sect recovered from their shock and anger. Their faces were extremely gloomy, and a cold light shot out from their eyes!
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