Qin Fenghuo:?
"I helped clear your master's na, and as his disciple, you're still not happy?"
ng Qingzhou was fuming. Fool! Is this what you call helping ?
You're clearly harming !
Don't you understand the principle that a tree that stands out in the forest is the first to be blown down by the wind? Do you know why supporting characters die quickly? Because you're too outstanding, and the overpowered protagonist needs to step on your head to rise to fa.
"Ahem, I don't recall performing such grand feats. You must be mistaken," ng Qingzhou cleared his throat and said.
"I spend my days walking dogs, watering flowers, and sipping tea. Where would I find the ti to quell bandits or outwit Zhao Yuhuan?"
"Besides, I'm just a commoner, ignorant of cultivation. The idea of achieving a breakthrough is sheer nonsense."
ng Qingzhou waved his hands frantically, denying everything.
He spoke with such confidence, without a hint of guilt. Since these were baseless accusations, he certainly couldn't admit to them.
Qin Fenghuo smiled enigmatically and said, "Minister ng, no need to be modest. Both the Pri Minister and I vouch for you. Could it be false?"
Empress' Husband, one day you'll thank .
By then, you'll realize how great you are and how many crises you've helped the Great Jin Dynasty overco.
"Damn it!" ng Qingzhou cursed, feeling the urge to hit soone!
The 'Qian Yuan Sword Saint' spoke sternly, reprimanding, "I respect you as a senior, which is why I'm speaking politely. But if you dare to impose these baseless deeds on my master again, you'll have to answer to my sword."
If it weren't for their shared position in the court, ng Qingzhou would have already struck with his sword.
The old rascal was definitely doing this on purpose, trying to ss with him!
The Qian Yuan Sword Saint turned to Jiang Canghai and said, "And you, as the Pri Minister, the brain of the nation, how could you follow Qin Fenghuo's nonsense?"
Jiang Canghai squinted, scrutinizing the Qian Yuan Sword Saint for a long ti before speaking, "Then why are you so certain that your master didn't do these things?"
"The last ti you appeared was two days ago on Cool Breeze Mountain. Before that, you weren't by Minister ng's side, or you would have been noticed."
Hearing this, ng Qingzhou was startled and quickly interrupted, "Hey, hey, my disciple is good in every way, just a bit stubborn. Whatever the master says, he believes without question. Don't bla him."
Then, ng Qingzhou scolded, "Qian Yuan, shut up now!"
The Qian Yuan Sword Saint reluctantly sheathed his sword, letting out a 'disgruntled' snort, and fell silent.
The farce ended hastily, with Qin Fenghuo and Jiang Canghai, the two pillars of the dynasty, revealing the unknown great deeds of Minister ng.
Minister ng, unwilling to accept false fa, repeatedly declined, perfectly embodying the image of a sage.
For a mont, the eyes of everyone in the court changed, a hint of respect and admiration hidden deep within their gazes when they looked at ng Qingzhou.
"Minister ng is virtuous and talented. I once submitted a morial criticizing you, and now I feel deeply ashad," a high-ranking official bowed respectfully, saying, "Please accept my apology for my previous actions and my admiration for your virtue."
ng Qingzhou was about to help him up when he suddenly heard a thunderous shout—
"Respect to Minister ng!"
"Respect to Minister ng!"
"Respect to Minister ng!"
...
...
The entire court, civil and military officials alike, bowed deeply, paying their respects.
The scene was grand and spectacular, leaving the observing factions silent.
ng Qingzhou secretly used his eavesdropping skill and heard a leader of a sacred land telling an elder beside him, "Record this. Raise ng Qin's threat level to the sa as Qin Fenghuo and Jiang Canghai! Focus on him!"
Not only that, a list compiler transmitted to his subordinates, "Update the Sage List. Place ng Qin at eleventh, just after Pri Minister Jiang Canghai of Great Jin!"
A leader of an assassination organization said gravely, "Modify the bounty. Change ng Qin's bounty to one billion low-grade spirit stones, five top-grade celestial spiritual treasures, and one celestial-level divine power."
...
ng Qingzhou sighed, rubbing his forehead, "The undercurrents are surging. I wanted to throw out the irrelevant Qian Yuan Sword Saint to attract attention and protect ng Qin's identity."
"How did it backfire like this..."
The Qian Yuan Sword Saint didn't care, thinking he could just disappear forever.
The Three Purities One Breath technique was incredibly versatile, allowing him to change his appearance and aura at will. He could just change his face, rena himself the Sword Saint of Autumn Mountain, and no one would recognize him again.
But ng Qin's identity was different, given by the villainous Empress Qin Liuli, known to many.
It was foreseeable that after today, the entire Great Jin Dynasty would know ng Qin, his fa reaching its peak.
"In this fantasy world, staying low is the way to go. I must find a way to let 'ng Qin' die," ng Qingzhou mused, rubbing his chin.
The six young supres looked grim.
The current situation confird the master-disciple relationship between ng Qin and the Qian Yuan Sword Saint. Questioning it further would seem like quibbling.
They disdained using such sches.
What to do?
They couldn't win in a fight, and admitting defeat would be humiliating.
"The farce is over, and I'm in a hurry. Why don't you all co at together?" The Qian Yuan Sword Saint lightly brushed his sword's edge, his voice cold beneath his smiling mask.
"Make a decision quickly. I'm in a bad mood. You young supres should be tough. Help vent my anger."
"If I feel better, I'll give you a swift end."
Mid-sentence, the Qian Yuan Sword Saint paused, looking towards the Golden Throne Hall, and said loudly, "Your Majesty, if I kill these people, I'll bear the consequences. It won't bring trouble to Great Jin."
"Rest assured."
Killing was necessary. Once decided, he must eliminate all potential threats to avoid future troubles.
The Empress smiled playfully, glanced deeply at the Qian Yuan Sword Saint, then looked at ng Qingzhou, chuckling, "No need! I'll handle any trouble myself."
Dominant, simple, and absolutely confident!
If the forces behind the seven young supres dared to retaliate, she would annihilate them.
As an Empress, she was grand and majestic!
Dongfang Liuli squinted her phoenix eyes, thinking that if her guess was correct and the Qian Yuan Sword Saint and ng Qingzhou were the sa person...
Then it was a family matter. Who handled it didn't matter.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Qian Yuan Sword Saint, full of heroic spirit, pointed his sword at the six supres, shouting, "Are your legs weak? Where's your previous arrogance?"
The Qian Yuan Sword Saint slashed towards the sky, tearing an irregular space rift in the night sky, from which a torrential blood rain poured, dyeing the Great Jin landscape red.
Then, a massive, hideous turtle head fell, crushing a mountain range.
Wang Teng's eyes turned red, and he scread, "No!!!"
"The Sea-Suppressing Turtle! The Guardian Beast lent to by the King of Great Qian, you dared to kill it!"
Wang Teng's fury surged, his aura overwhelming, his face twisted, "Boy, you're dead!"
"If you seek death, I'll grant it! I've stolen the fortunes of ten nations, reaped the opportunities of billions! My blessings are boundless! My words are like divine prophecies! Today, feel it!"
In an instant, the sky changed, stars brightened, turning from white to purple, representing fortune.
Countless purple stars seed to weave a fabric, floating behind Wang Teng.
Majestic, sacred, and inviolable!
Like a heavenly son descending to the mortal world, vowing to dye the rivers and mountains with blood...
The Qian Yuan Sword Saint, pleased, clapped and laughed, "No wonder, after Zhao Gou, you are the second greatest king. My son Wang Teng has the bearing of an emperor!"
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