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Chapter 370: Even the Grand Jing Emperor, the Will of the True Martial Sect is Stained with Blood 【S
Chapter 370: Even the Grand Jing Emperor, the Will of the True Martial Sect is Stained with Blood 【Seeking Monthly Votes】 (Part 1)
Rumble, rumble, rumble...
The dark clouds loomed, and the spring thunder rumbled. The gentle spring rain suddenly became more and more intense.
The raindrops, as big as beans, struck the canopy above the White Jade Square, bouncing repeatedly as if they had come to life, causing the canopy to undulate and make a sound like frying beans.
The distinct raindrops fell on the White Jade Square, which was not covered by the canopy. The ground of the square seemed like a lake, shimmering with ripples.
At this moment, the battle within the rain curtain had come to an end.
Amidst the countless raindrops turning into powder, a figure crashed to the ground, spewing out crimson blood.
Even at the Dragonling Competition, the battles were quite bloody. Where was there any fighting that wasn't bloody?
Everyone was fighting for victory, and only by being ruthless could one truly achieve it.
If one showed mercy to their opponent and lost the battle, the Three Thousand Year Peach they had offered as a tribute would be wasted...
When one's own interests were at stake, that mercy would turn into a sharp blade!
It would slash and tear through the enemy's body, leaving behind bloody wounds.
In the main banquet area of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect.
Numerous banquet tables were arranged, each adorned with dishes that had been mostly devoured. Eunuchs and palace maids, holding oil-paper umbrellas, emerged from the Imperial Palace Shrine in the First City of the Divine Capital, bringing out more delicious dishes to replace the ones that had been eaten.
Li Che frowned, holding Xixi in his arms. He watched as Xixi, facing the newly set banquet table, ate heartily, while Zhang Ya, by her side, continuously served her food, ensuring she was well-fed.
However, Li Che's mind was preoccupied with the gaze the Grand Jing Emperor had just directed at him.
It was a smile that wasn't quite a smile, carrying a hint of curiosity, admiration, and strangeness...
This gaze caused Li Che's heart to slightly tighten.
Could it be that the Emperor had some intentions towards Xixi? No wonder Li Che had such thoughts; after all, as someone who had witnessed Xixi's growth and endured countless covetousness and persecution, he had become more vigilant.
As Xixi continued to excel, Li Che naturally became more anxious.
But it was just anxiety; Li Che now had the confidence and courage to say that he could shield his daughter from all threats, unlike his past self, who had sought refuge in the dilapidated Thunderbolt City as a mere porter.
Aside from Xixi being the cherished disciple of Lu Tai Bai, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect, her status as a Young Lord of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect was enough to protect her from numerous troubles and threats.
Of course, this would also bring other threats.
But even so, Li Che now had the confidence and determination to declare that he could shield his daughter from all dangers, even if... the opponent was the Emperor himself!
No matter what, Li Che couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.
Previously, Ji Magic Li had manipulated Consort Ji to enter the Imperial Palace Shrine in the First City and issue an imperial decree to marry Xixi to the Third Prince.
With this precedent, Li Che couldn't help but be concerned.
Although during this period, Ji Magic Li had been staying with Huang Mei to form an alliance, Li Che had been well-informed about his whereabouts.
But what if Ji Magic Li had secretly communicated with the Grand Jing Emperor at some point?
When it came to threats against his daughter, Li Che always tried to think of the worst-case scenario. Only by doing so could he be fully prepared when disaster struck, even if the threat came from the Emperor himself!
Li Che picked up his wine cup and took a sip.
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In the main banquet area of the Peach Blossom Banquet.
Archmage Xie Yun Shen picked up a piece of juicy meat with his chopsticks and gently placed it in his mouth. The dishes at the banquet were truly delicious, and he savored every bite.
As a layman archmage, although he held a high position, he lived a frugal life.
His meals were simple, just enough to satisfy his appetite.
"What a delicious dish! The meat is ground into a paste, mixed with spirit rice flour, and then shaped into meatballs, retaining the essence of the spirit beast while maintaining its texture."
"Delicious, truly delicious."
Archmage Xie Yun Shen praised.
Sitting quietly beside the archmage, Lu Chi also ate his food. He wasn't invited to accompany the Emperor and Empress, and he wasn't saddened by this, as he had long grown accustomed to it.
However, Lu Chi felt a sense of discontent.
He held back his anger, wanting to release it completely.
"Your Highness, try this meatball. Don't overthink it; just relax. Although we don't have the support of a Ten Thousand Year Clan, you are trying to reach out to the first and second-rate clans within the Nine Cities of the Divine Capital. If you can win them over with numbers, you might be able to compete with the other three princes."
Archmage Xie Yun Shen rolled up his sleeves and personally served Lu Chi a piece of the meatball.
Lu Chi snapped out of his thoughts, surprised, and quickly showed his gratitude.
Archmage Xie Yun Shen smiled and waved his hand, then his gaze shifted to the direction of the Emperor's banquet table.
There, the Emperor looked over, and Archmage Xie Yun Shen put down his chopsticks and slightly bowed.
The Emperor's face, obscured by blood and divinity, was unreadable, making it difficult for his subjects to discern his emotions.
The Emperor nodded and then averted his gaze.
Archmage Xie Yun Shen stroked his beard and smiled lightly, his eyes glinting. He turned his gaze towards Lu Chi, and his eyes shone with a hint of brilliance.
As Lu Chi savored the spirit meatball personally served by Archmage Xie Yun Shen, the Emperor and Empress, as well as the three princes, all looked over.
The first prince, Lu You Sheng, had white hair and an aged appearance. With just a glance, he shook his head and continued to savor the delicious food.
He had waited so many years for the position of crown prince...
Even for this position, he had harmed his Divine Embryo, and his entire being had lost its vitality. Long ago, he had given up on the idea of competing.
The second prince, Lu Heng Yi, and the third prince, Lu Li Tong, both had sharp gazes fixed on Lu Chi.
Having interacted with the Archmage, they gained the favor of the Layman Archmage. They could sense that Lu Chi, this little young tiger, was raising its claws at them.
Lu Li Tong chuckled, "Trash. Does he think that by associating with the Archmage, he'll have the qualifications to sit at the table?"
"Unfortunately, the Archmage himself has no cultivation. The reason he is the Archmage is because the Emperor needs him to target the various divine sects and suppress their development..."
"The Archmage is merely a tool in the Emperor's hands, nothing more."
Lu Li Tong took a sip of fine wine and then turned to look at Han Si Xi, who was quietly standing by his side, as if blending into the air.
"Han Dao Si, you agree, right?"
Han Dao Si lowered his face and bowed, "Your Highness... This servant dares not speak ill of the Archmage."
Lu Li Tong smiled lightly, "The Archmage is currently the Emperor's tool, and later... he'll also be mine..."
"Lu Chi, if he dares to borrow the Emperor's tool to ascend, he won't be afraid of having his throat slit by the same tool."
Lu Li Tong let out a cold laugh, his gaze sweeping over to the second prince, Lu Heng Yi.
This second prince was Lu Li Tong's true rival.
Although the first prince had seniority and age, in the end, he was too old.
If the Emperor was willing to make him the crown prince, why would he have waited for two cycles?
The third prince looked around the venue, and his gaze suddenly shifted to the area of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect.
A strange light flashed in his eyes.
"That Li Nuan Xi... actually defeated the Young Dragon Zhang Yun Huang of the Purple Mansion Sect. Quite unexpected, this girl's talent... is indeed remarkable."
"Another Young Lord of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect... Unfortunately, she's too young. If she were a bit older, it would be perfect."
"Second brother should like this kind of young girl."
The third prince chuckled.
Han Si Xi, who had been bowing his head, suddenly lifted his head and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, you shouldn't speak such words..."
"What's there to be afraid of? Second brother dares to do it, but doesn't dare let others speak of it?" The third prince chuckled.
Han Si Xi lowered his head again and remained silent.
However, his eyes held a gleam of anticipation.
It seemed that soon, he would be able to stab the third prince in the back, claiming credit for the assassination!
Oh, how exciting!
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The sound of pouring rain grew more intense.
In the third round of the Dragonling Competition, with the last battle concluding, the six slots for the fourth round were finally decided.
These six dragonlings would each receive a reward of a five-thousand-year peach.
However, beyond everyone's expectations, two of these dragonlings chose to give up.
They were the girl with loose hair and a white veil from the Purple Bamboo Grove Sect in the Southern Sea, and the dragonling from the Dragon Deity Clan.
They opted for a ten-thousand-year peach and no longer continued the challenge.
As a result, only four slots remained for the fourth round.
The four dragonlings were Li Nuan Xi, the first dragonling of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect; Shi Xuan, the first dragonling of the True Martial Sect; Zhang Yun Hu, the second dragonling of the Purple Mansion Sect; and Zhang Yun Long, the first dragonling of the Purple Mansion Sect.
When the four slots for the fourth round were announced, even the officials and noble families in the Second City, as well as the guests from the aristocratic clans, couldn't help but sigh softly.
Not to mention the numerous guests from the Third City.
"Indeed... it seems like the champion of this Dragonling Competition will once again be from the Purple Mansion Sect."
"There's no way around it. The Purple Mansion Sect's cultivation method is shameless. From a young age, they cultivate divine children with temple deities, using their essence and divinity to feed and domesticate the temple deities, gaining the ability to borrow the power of the temple deities..."
"Temple deities are known to be invincible among their peers, so naturally, in this Dragonling Competition, they are unbeatable."
"If not for Li Nuan Xi of the Heavenly Origin Divine Sect defeating Zhang Yun Huang, perhaps the Purple Mansion Sect would have occupied three of the top four slots!"
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The sound of rustling filled the air.
In the Jade Square.
A burst of light shot out, swirling in the air.
These were four divine seeds.
The purple-clad Han Dao Si stood in the center of the Jade Square, his hands clasped before his abdomen. He lifted his head, his white hair flying, and said in a low voice, "In the fourth round of the Dragonling Competition, the winner will receive a five-thousand-year peach..."
The entire Second and Third Cities fell silent.
A five-thousand-year peach!
The power contained within must be immense, and while its life-prolonging effects may not match a nine-thousand-year peach, it is still extraordinary!
However, for the four dragonlings in the competition, this five-thousand-year peach might be out of reach for any of them.
After all, only the winner of the fourth round will obtain it.
And after winning, they will advance to the fifth round, the final battle for the championship!
Who would give up at this point? They would naturally choose to continue the challenge, and the five-thousand-year peach will be offered as a prize, making it impossible for anyone to obtain.
Unless, in the fifth round, it is an internal battle between the two dragonlings of the Purple Mansion Sect, and the second dragonling, after winning in the fourth round, directly chooses to take the five-thousand-year peach.
In this case, the Purple Mansion Sect would obtain both the five-thousand-year and nine-thousand-year peaches, maximizing their gains!
The sound of buzzing filled the air.
The four divine seeds of the Queen Mother of the West Shrine God moved rapidly, intertwining without pause. Everyone's gaze was fixed on them, filled with tension.
Even Li Che and Lu Tai Bai felt a little tense, as it concerned Xixi's next opponent.
"They're all tough nuts to crack, not an easy one among them... In terms of raw strength, Xixi can't beat any of them."
Lu Tai Bai took a sip of his wine and shook his head.
Xixi, sitting next to Li Che, immediately waved her chicken leg in dissatisfaction.
How dare you talk about your own disciple like that?!
Xixi's lack of strength was because her master, Sect Master, hadn't taught her well enough!
"Shi Xuan from the True Martial Sect, at just fifteen years old, has already reached the Supreme Triple Flower Grand Master realm... Although he's just broken through, a fifteen-year-old Supreme Triple Flower Grand Master is indeed quite terrifying."
"More importantly, the blood and lives on Shi Xuan's hands are definitely not just one or two."
Lu Tai Bai said.
"As for the Purple Mansion Sect... let's not even mention it. The second and first Dragonlings are clearly stronger than Zhang Yun Huang."
"Xixi, the odds are slim..."
"It's fine, treat it as a learning experience. Later, when you enter the Queen Mother of the West Shrine, I'll help you pick peaches, lots of peaches for you to eat!"
Lu Tai Bai's face lit up with a brilliant smile.
As cold as he usually was, he only showed this side to his wife and his precious disciple.
Li Che rubbed Xixi's head, his eyes glinting, and took out a Kunlun Jade, handing it to Xixi.
"In terms of raw strength, we are indeed a bit weaker, so let's add some soft power..."
"They are much stronger than you, so your father allows you to set off fireworks."
Li Che said with a smile.
Hearing this, Xixi suddenly felt the chicken leg in her hand lose its appeal. Her eyes lit up, as if fireworks were about to go off in her pupils.
"Thank you, Father! Xixi loves setting off fireworks!"
Xixi became excited, jumping up and hugging Li Che's neck. She gave his cheek a big, wet kiss.
Li Che, feeling disgusted, picked up the silly little girl and tossed her into her mother's arms.
At the same time, on the Jade Square, four Divine Seeds suddenly intertwined in a brilliant display.
All eyes were drawn to this spectacle.
The intertwining Divine Seeds unfolded like a painting, revealing the first two Dragonlings...
Shi Xuan, the first Dragonling of the True Martial Sect!
A man with a buzz cut, wearing metal rings on his hands, stood with a sturdy build and well-defined muscles.
And his opponent...
Zhang Yun Long, the first Dragonling of the Purple Mansion Sect!
In the intertwined Divine Seeds, a scene was reflected.
A Daoist in a green robe, leaning on a Peach Wood Sword and carrying a sword sheath on his back, looked down with cold eyes.
A loud cheer erupted.
(End of Chapter)
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