Fishing the Myriad Heavens Chapter 311

Both of them were Xia Peng's personal guards and top grade super experts!

Xia Peng only had fifty personal guards, and these fifty guards—if left alone—were all characters capable of establishing their own sects!

They were not any weaklings. Each one was a top tier expert that Xia Peng himself had defeated and subdued. They were people used to bloodshed, and who had claimed countless lives!

Only Xia Peng was qualified to command them. But at this time, two of them were actually being used as Bei Feng's carriage drivers! This act alone caused them to be so angry that they were gritting their teeth with hate!

However, they did not dare to do anything to Bei Feng. It was extremely easy if they wanted to kill him. However, now was not the time. It wasn't too late for them to find an opportunity to avenge this humiliation at a later date.

Two carriages traveled down the road. The carriage Bei Feng was sitting in was pulled by a Demonic Beast that looked like a three-headed lion. Xia Peng's was even more exaggerated. His carriage was pulled by three silver white Flood Dragons, each one about a dozen meters long!

These three Flood Dragon's original bodies were naturally much bigger. However, it was not possible for them to show their true bodies in the royal city.

The sky had just brightened, and the palace gates were wide open. Despite the early hours, there was already a number of people traveling along the wide road which led into the palace. Most of them were in sedan chairs or carriages pulled by Demonic Beasts.

However, no one dared to walk in front of Xia Peng's carriage. Those who were in front hurriedly stopped and went to the side when they saw him. Only when Xia Peng's carriage passed did they dare to continue.

The three Flood Dragons snorted lightly as they walked forward, and coils of mist rolled out of their nostrils with each breath.

All the other beasts around were trembling in fear. In the face of a peak royal race divine beast, these beasts with inferior bloodlines were naturally afraid.

All kinds of ancient artworks and statues could be seen within the palace. They were violet gold in color, and seemed so strong that they were indestructible!

The trek through the palace could be described as a different scenery with every ten steps. Just the distance from the gate to the palace's main hall was filled with a myriad species of beautiful flowers!

"Filthy rich!"

Bei Feng could not help but to curse aloud. Any one of these spirit plants would cause countless martial practitioners to fight violently over them, on Earth!

But here, they were merely used for decoration. From this, one could see how extravagant this place was!

Just by smelling the fragrance of the flowers, Bei Feng could feel his injuries recovering at a faster speed!

A solemn atmosphere hung heavily in the great hall, as though it was a place that couldn't be tainted. Court officials and military leaders stood along both sides of the hall.

Although there were court officials, their cultivation was not low, either. It was simply that they had chosen another path to develop on.

Xia Peng directly walked all the way to the front and sat down on a smaller violet golden throne beside the highest throne. Bei Feng looked around silently before following over. With a few light steps, he reached Xia Peng's side and stood quietly behind him. Then, he continued to observe the situation with his five senses.

The court officials frowned heavily as they saw this. But after seeing the person who was seated on the smaller throne, they still swallowed their words down their throats.

After a while, an old man dressed in gold hobbled in with the assistance of a few eunuchs. The moment he saw Xia Peng, his expression turned ugly. The old man paused briefly but in the end, he still chose to endure.

In fact, his face even twisted into a forced smile as he greeted Xia Peng, feigning concern about his health and such.

Bei Feng looked at the 12-13 meter tall old man and thought, 'It really takes all sorts to make a world. The good and the bad are all intermingled, and everyone is different.'

Right now, he finally understood why Xia Peng wanted to seize the throne. To him, this current emperor seemed a little too nonchalant about state affairs.

The ministers started giving their reports on the various matters in the empire. Following that, the ministers would also provide their own advice and opinions on the matters. The other ministers would usually join as well, resulting in a messy debate which caused one to feel distressed.

"Peng!"

It was unknown how long the session lasted, but Bei Feng had dozed off slightly in his boredom before a loud bang suddenly sounded out, causing the discussions to die out instantly.

Xia Peng stood up fully and looked at the crowd. His height had a complete suppressive effect on them. Those who met his eyes hurriedly lowered their heads.

The emperor Xia Ding was sitting on the highest throne when he heard the loud bang. His eyes blazed with rage as he looked over at Xia Peng. Actually daring to slam the table in front of him? Was there still a place for the emperor in this fellow's eyes?!

Xia Ding had always felt a degree of fear and dread towards this younger brother of his.

If not for the support of the royal clan, he did not doubt that his current position would already be Xia Peng's!

And recently, different voices had already appeared within the royal clan, saying that Xia Peng should be the rightful emperor of Grand Xia!

'Aren't those old fogies just a bunch of selfish cravens? When they saw that Xia Peng's influence was growing stronger, and seven of the ten great generals are siding with Xia Peng, they were afraid that they would be killed the day that Xia Peng ascended the throne!'

At this moment, Xia Ding was not listening to whatever Xia Peng was saying. Instead, his eyes were narrowed with killing intent!

'Soon...it'll be over soon!' Xia Ding growled silently in his heart. As for what he meant by "soon", it was likely that only a handful of people knew.

"Since you've all finished with your discussions, it's my turn to talk about my matters. My King, this younger brother would like to propose a marriage!"

Xia Peng stated arrogantly, causing Xia Ding's expression to darken further.

Xia Ding took a deep breath and said with a magnanimous smile, "Haha, which family's daughter have you fallen for? This Emperor shall arrange everything for you!"

His nails were deeply embedded in his palms from clenching his fists too tightly.

"Royal Brother, I have a nephew, a man tall and strong and of striking appearance! Haha, the thresholds before his house are all destroyed by the countless number of people paying him a visit to propose a marriage! But the brat just happens to love the 19th princess, Xia Ji! This Prince wishes to ask the Emperor to bless their union!"

Xia Peng had a light smile on his face as he looked quietly at Xia Ding.

The various ministers in the hall immediately turned to look at each other as they whispered in low voices. Xia Ding's face was exceptionally ugly at this point as well.

"Could it be that Royal Brother is unwilling?"

Xia Peng's voice was exceptionally chilly, causing one to shiver involuntarily.

"If the man is really as you said, then I'll approve of this marriage!"

Xia Ding was on the verge of exploding with rage. However, he had to endure. For the sake of his empire, he could only let the little girl suffer a bit for the time being.

"Haha, since Royal Brother is agreeable, let's choose a suitable date and hold the marriage!"

Xia Peng clapped his hands loudly and laughed, causing Xia Ding's fury to surge further.

"Come, Xia Qianjun, why aren't you thanking the His Grace, The Majesty?"

Xia Peng turned around and smiled at Bei Feng.

Bei Feng felt his scalp turn completely numb as a cold doom surfaced in his heart. This fellow was truly infuriating, and had a talent for angering people! The Emperor's face was actually smacked so soundly in front of the crowd!

"This commoner thanks His Majesty for your grace!"

Bei Feng found the entire situation extremely ridiculous. He'd gained a wife completely out of the blue? Just thinking of the muscular women he saw in the streets whose thighs were thicker than his waist caused him to feel a shudder down his spine.

Although he was thanking the emperor, Bei Feng only bent his back a little. There was no hint of any intention to kneel at all.

"Royal Brother, is this the tall and strong man of striking appearance you mentioned? Huh?"

Xia Ding smashed his palm onto the table and stood up as he trembled with rage. That little midget... was a tall and strapping man of striking appearance?!

Even a random blind or crippled person on the streets was stronger than this kid! This person's blood and Qi was so incomparably weak, as though a gust of wind could blow him away!

"Royal Brother, in what ways is my nephew not a man of talent and looks?"

Xia Peng's voice turned colder and colder as he spoke, causing a chill to run down Xia Ding's spine. In the end, he still chose to endure. When the time was appropriate, he would return all the humiliation to Xia Ding!

"My King, this matter is not appropriate! How could our royal princess of great status possibly marry this...erm? A person like this!"

One of the ministers stood out and refuted. When it came to describing Bei Feng, even a learned man like this minister was unable to find the appropriate words!

Chapter end

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