Wu Die stood to the side, gently fanning herself. Hearing Meng Qingzhou’s mutterings, her gaze turned peculiar.
She thought to herself: If the master knew that the current Empress was his own wife, would he be so furious that he’d decapitate all the young supreme talents?
After hesitating for a while, Wu Die silently dismissed the idea.
Given the master’s decisive and ruthless nature, he might just fly into a rage for his beloved and slaughter all the young supreme talents, bringing disaster to the Great Jin Dynasty.
“Scum!”
The Sunlight Lord suddenly shed his lazy demeanor, arched his back, bared his teeth, and exhaled sunfire essence, exuding a murderous aura.
Smack!
Meng Qingzhou slapped the Sunlight Lord on the forehead, scolding him:
“What are you whining about?”
“…,” the Sunlight Lord looked helplessly at Meng Qingzhou, then silently lay down.
‘Fine, fine, I wanted to help your wife vent her anger, but you, as her husband, won’t even allow that.’
‘Anyway, if the sky falls, you tall ones can hold it up. This Lord will just go back to sleep.’
Meng Qingzhou, in a rare moment of leisure, poured himself a pot of wine and drank alone.
Though he couldn’t see or use his divine sense, he could feel the rampant aura of the visitors from the heavens.
In the novel.
On the Empress’s birthday banquet, various young supreme talents arrived, plotting to force the Empress into marriage to gain her supreme power and the strength of the Great Jin Dynasty.
In the original plot, the Empress allowed seven young supreme talents to participate in the birthday banquet competition.
The seven young supreme talents crushed the prodigies of the Great Jin Dynasty, stealing the spotlight at the banquet, and arrogantly claimed that there wasn’t a single man in the entire Great Jin worthy of the Empress, then each proposed marriage.
Just as the court officials and the Empress were troubled…
The overpowered protagonist, Zhao Gou, made a dazzling entrance, demanding the seven young supreme talents suppress their realms to fight him, and ended up defeating all seven.
“But now the plot is broken. Zhao Gou and the King of Shu are stuck in the Forbidden Land of Buried Immortals. Who can save Empress Qin Liuli now? I can’t wait to see,” Meng Qingzhou thought to himself.
In the original plot, Zhao Gou defeated the seven young supreme talents of the same realm, earning the Empress’s favor and the court officials’ admiration, paving the way for his future dominance.
Now, with the plot broken, Zhao Gou is like a lost dog. Forget saving anyone; he’s barely surviving himself.
Meanwhile.
At the General’s residence, a pillar of light shot into the sky, spreading a terrifying pressure over the capital. As the light dissipated, a figure stood in the sky.
This person was nine feet tall, with disheveled hair tied up with a hairpin, a rugged appearance, and explosive muscles barely concealed by his court robes.
The seven young supreme talents’ expressions changed when they saw him. “Qin Fenghuo?! Weren’t you heading to the Burial Immortal Mountain Range? How are you in the capital?”
Qin Fenghuo snorted coldly, his tone murderous:
“While I was away, a bunch of clowns dared to covet the Great Jin. Are you tired of living?!”
Wang Teng, the Vice Minister of War from the Great Qian Dynasty, squinted his eyes and chuckled:
“So it’s just an incarnation, at most in the early Moon Shine Realm.”
Hearing this, the other young supreme talents relaxed.
A mere incarnation was nothing to worry about. They considered themselves prodigies capable of fighting across realms.
Huang Hao, the third leader of the Five Spirit Clan, with a pair of golden horns shining on his forehead, was a golden ant transformed into a demon beast! A late-stage Sea Covering Realm great demon, he sought to marry the Empress and devour human territories.
“We came bearing gifts to celebrate the Empress’s birthday. General Qin, why the anger? It makes the human race seem petty,” Huang Hao said elegantly.
Jian Wentian’s hundred-zhang ancient sword under his feet vibrated, and he said coldly:
“An incarnation dares to act fierce. Have you forgotten the Hidden Sword Lord, who once dominated the world with a single sword, making all nations bow and all strong men submit?”
Sun Baisheng, the Grand General of Ao Lai Kingdom, stroked his beard and laughed heartily: “As a general, being easily driven by anger is unwise.”
As the atmosphere grew increasingly tense, the aura emanating from Qin Fenghuo condensed into substance, causing the space to tremble and hum.
The spiritual energy of the entire Imperial Capital became chaotic and violent due to Qin Fenghuo’s fury.
Qin Fenghuo’s eyes were filled with intense killing intent as he said coldly: “Seven filthy rats, using the guise of celebration to commit nefarious acts. Do you take me for a fool?!”
“If you want to fight, then fight. Even an incarnation of mine is invincible!”
The seven young supreme talents exchanged glances, their eyes full of ridicule and disdain.
Each of them represented powers far surpassing the Great Jin. They had traveled from afar, all for the Empress.
Would the Empress dare to offend seven top-tier forces at once?
“Brainless brute,” sneered Duan Wuchou, the chief elder of the Wuyatian Sect.
At this moment.
A soft rebuke echoed from the Golden Throne Hall in the Imperial Palace, transforming into a restriction that sealed the chaotic spiritual energy of the Imperial Capital, instantly suppressing everyone.
The seven young supreme talents’ expressions changed.
Jian Wentian’s hundred-zhang ancient sword lost control, tearing through the space barrier and fleeing!
“No! Why is my life-bound spirit sword out of control?!” Jian Wentian was shocked, losing his composure.
Mo Wuyi’s blood surged through his meridians, his face flushed, and he spat out a mouthful of blood: “My flesh and blood are incompatible, shaking the foundation of my years of cultivation! Empress, how dare you harm me!”
Huang Hao clutched his head in pain, the two golden horns on his forehead clanging, nearly shattering his human form and revealing his true appearance.
“Stop, stop!” Huang Hao roared.
One by one, the young supreme talents spat blood, and the pressure covering the capital gradually dissipated until it vanished.
The Empress’s soft rebuke from the Golden Throne Hall could suppress seven Sea Covering Realm great beings!
The court officials of the Great Jin Dynasty and the citizens of the Imperial Capital exclaimed in astonishment, their faces full of fervor, chanting long live the Empress.
“Everyone, disarm and withdraw your troops immediately, and proceed to the hall to meet the Empress,” a eunuch announced loudly.
The seven young supreme talents restrained their arrogance, no longer daring to act presumptuously.
Wang Teng, the Vice Minister of War from the Great Qian Dynasty, his eyes flickering, muttered to himself: “It seems the rumors are true. The Empress has reached that step, half a step into the Morning Glow Realm!”
Wang Teng immediately knelt on one knee, bowing respectfully: “Envoy from the Great Qian Dynasty, Wang Teng, greets the Empress of the Great Jin.”
“Rise,” the Empress said indifferently.
With Wang Teng bowing his head, the remaining six young supreme talents no longer held onto their pride. They all dispersed their spiritual energy, walking up the hall like ordinary people, respectfully kneeling before the Empress.
As for the gifts they brought, the Empress didn’t even glance at them, directly ordering the Ministry of Internal Affairs to store them in the national treasury.
Qin Fenghuo’s incarnation followed closely, standing at the forefront of the military officials.
“Your Majesty, I have traveled a long way, not only to celebrate your birthday but also to spar with the younger generation of your country. If I remain undefeated, I hope Your Majesty will grant me a wish,” Wang Teng said with a smile.
Dongfang Liuli, lazily lying behind the curtains, narrowed her phoenix eyes and said:
“You wish to participate in the birthday banquet?”
The young supreme talents all spoke up: “We have the same wish!”
Su Qingqiu, standing beside the Empress with her sword, shook her head at Dongfang Liuli, transmitting her voice: “Your Majesty, these people have ulterior motives. You cannot agree.”
Dongfang Liuli frowned slightly.
She was well aware of Wang Teng and the others’ intentions. From the hidden desires in their eyes, she could see through their plans.
They were here under the orders of various forces to propose marriage, and upon seeing Dongfang Liuli’s unparalleled beauty, they all became excited.
“I allow it,” Dongfang Liuli said indifferently.
“Thank you, Empress of the Great Jin,” Wang Teng couldn’t suppress the smile on his lips, quickly bowing.
The seven young supreme talents sized each other up. In their hearts, the younger generation of the Great Jin Dynasty was not worth worrying about. The real competition was among themselves.
“However…” Dongfang Liuli continued: “If you remain undefeated, I will grant you one request.”
“But if any of you lose, you must give the Great Jin ten million top-grade spirit stones, or equivalent items.”
“For example, city lands, immortal-grade spiritual treasures, sect-guarding techniques…”
Hearing this.
The seven young supreme talents were startled.
The Empress of the Great Jin had a good plan!
There could only be one winner. No matter who won, the Great Jin would profit.
“I agree,” Wang Teng said without hesitation.
The other young supreme talents nodded, expressing their agreement. Who among them wasn’t a prodigy of their time, with absolute confidence, and would refuse this proposal?
“Then…” Dongfang Liuli began.
Suddenly, Qin Fenghuo stepped forward, interrupting: “Your Majesty, I have a request.”
“Please allow the Vice Minister of Rites, Meng Qin, to attend the birthday banquet!”
Qin Fenghuo’s lips curled into a smile.
Little Meng Qin, daring to interfere with the feelings between the Empress and the Empress Consort, let’s see how I, the old man, skillfully mend the newlyweds’ relationship.
Leave a Reply