Chapter 29: Donghuang Taiyi’s Fear
“Immortals cannot be humiliated!”
The voice of the Great Dao, resounding and deafening, caused Donghuang Taiyi’s body to tremble. He had not expected the Martial God to be so terrifying.
“Your Excellency Donghuang, this is…”
Yue Shen’s delicate body quivered, and a deep fear emerged in her profound and mysterious beautiful eyes.
It was the first time she had encountered such a horrifying scene.
“An Immortal cannot be humiliated, cannot be measured, cannot be spied upon. The Martial God has already become an Immortal!”
Donghuang Taiyi’s gaze was complex, filled with deep reverence and fervor.
An Immortal!
Who in the world does not wish to become an Immortal?
Even the unruly and arrogant Xing Hun, at this moment, no longer harbored anger, jealousy, or resentment. All that remained in his eyes was a profound sense of awe and fear.
When the gap is small, people feel jealousy.
However, when the gap is so large that it is beyond reach, people will only feel awe and worship, unable to harbor any jealousy.
“The Martial God has already become an Immortal. In the future, the Yin-Yang School must remember not to provoke him. The Yin-Yang School will no longer participate in any matters concerning the Martial God!”
Donghuang Taiyi solemnly instructed.
“Your Excellency Donghuang is wise!”
“Your Excellency Donghuang is wise!”
Yue Shen and Xing Hun quickly said.
Even if Donghuang Taiyi had not said it, they would not dare to provoke such a terrifying existence.
They had merely attempted divination, and as a result, they had been met with a backlash without even divining anything.
The Martial God is a god, not someone they mortals can spy upon.
“Reporting to Your Excellency Donghuang, Ying Zheng’s carriage is heading towards Flying Immortal Pavilion.”
At this moment, a Yin-Yang School disciple rushed over and reported.
“Ying Zheng wouldn’t still be thinking of the Martial God’s Dragon Core or the Three Revolutions Fortune Pill, would he?”
Xing Hun curled his lip, disdainfully saying, “His identity as an emperor is useless against the Martial God. If he provokes the Martial God, he will be cut down with a single sword, just like Tian Meng! ”
“A son of a thousand gold does not sit under a dangerous roof. Although Ying Zheng craves immortality, he is not a fool. With Tian Meng as a warning, if he still dares to go to Flying Immortal Pavilion, he must have some reliance that we do not know about!”
Yue Shen’s gaze was profound as she spoke softly.
“Reliance? Isn’t he just relying on the Great Qin soldiers under his command? Although the Great Qin soldiers are useful against ordinary experts, they are a joke to the Martial God!”
Xing Hun scoffed. When strength reaches a certain level, quantity becomes completely meaningless.
“You know that the Great Qin soldiers are a joke to the Martial God. Even if Ying Zheng doesn’t know that the Martial God has become an Immortal, based on the Martial God’s achievements of ‘freezing Shu He with a single sword and executing Zhao Gao’, Ying Zheng knows that if the Martial God wants to kill him, even if he has the Great Qin soldiers and Gai Nie, they cannot protect him.”
Yue Shen said, “If he dares to go to Flying Immortal Pavilion, he must be sure that the Martial God will not attack him. Therefore, he must know some information about the Martial God that we do not know!”
“In that case, Yue Shen, go and see what Ying Zheng wants to do. Remember not to provoke the Martial God!”
Donghuang Taiyi was also somewhat curious.
“Yes, Your Excellency Donghuang.”
Yue Shen is not only the Right Protector of the Yin-Yang School but also one of the two National Preceptors of the Great Qin Empire.
It is legitimate and natural for her to visit Ying Zheng and inquire about his intentions.
Of course.
Xing Hun is also a National Preceptor of the Great Qin Empire.
However, his personality is too arrogant, so it is better for Yue Shen to go.
While Yue Shen of the Yin-Yang School was on her way to visit Ying Zheng, the Mohist Grand Master Yan Dan and other experts from the Hundred Schools of Thought also received news of Ying Zheng heading to Flying Immortal Pavilion.
In an instant.
Countless experts rushed to Flying Immortal Pavilion.
They wanted to see what Ying Zheng was relying on and whether he could meet the Martial God.
Flying Immortal Pavilion once again became the focus of everyone’s attention.
Inside Flying Immortal Pavilion.
Zhao Wu rested his head on Yan Lingji’s soft lap, listening to Mingzhu report, “Master, the First Emperor and the Matriarch are heading towards Flying Immortal Pavilion. They are expected to arrive in a quarter of an hour.”
“In life, how can one be without attachments!”
Zhao Wu shook his head. He was not born from a stone, and this was not an orphanage where parents die at birth.
If it were only Ying Zheng, even if he were the First Emperor, Zhao Wu would be too lazy to pay him any attention.
But Xia Yu Fang was his mother, and he had been her son since he was in her womb.
Over the years, she had doted on him immensely.
For Xia Yu Fang’s sake, he had no choice but to reluctantly acknowledge Ying Zheng, his Progenitor Dragon old dad.
Anyway, it was just changing from a salted fish young master to a salted fish young master (imperial prince).
When the time comes, he would give Ying Zheng a Dog Talisman (which could grant immortality and eternal youth), allowing Ying Zheng, this tool, to live forever, ensuring the Great Qin’s eternal existence, so that he could continue to be a carefree salted fish young master.
As for the Dog Talisman, he had plenty of them, as common as cabbages. He had even used the Dog Talisman to create an immortal army of a thousand soldiers. Giving one to Ying Zheng was not a problem at all.
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“Now that I think about it, being a carefree imperial prince doesn’t seem bad. Ying Zheng can do all the hard work, and I can just tease a few good women with some lackeys. Life would be wonderful…”
Thinking of this, Zhao Wu suddenly felt relaxed.
In his previous life, he was a corporate slave. In this life, being a dandy salted fish imperial prince seemed like a good experience.
He had power and influence, and he didn’t have to work.
The affairs of the state were for Ying Zheng, that tool, to worry about. He didn’t need to bother with it.
Wonderful.
A quarter of an hour later.
Outside Flying Immortal Pavilion, a commotion suddenly arose. The pedestrians on both sides of the street quickly made way as a caravan composed of Great Qin elite soldiers slowly approached.
“It’s His Majesty’s caravan!”
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“His Majesty has also come to Flying Immortal Pavilion. Is it for the Martial God?”
“Look! That is the Sword Saint Gai Nie. The sword in his hand is Yuan Hong, ranked thirteenth on the Divine Sword List.”
“So powerful!”
“Of course. The Sword Saint is from the Guigu School. It is said that each generation of the Guigu School only has two people, one vertical and one horizontal, both of whom are geniuses!”
Many people whispered among themselves.
The Great Qin’s Chief Sword Master, the Sword Saint Gai Nie, was a very famous figure.
Of course.
He could not compare to the Martial God now.
But people would not compare Gai Nie with the Martial God now.
Because one was a human.
And the other was a god.
The two were completely incomparable.
“Ying Zheng…”
On a rooftop not far from Flying Immortal Pavilion, Yan Dan clenched the Mo Mei in his hand, his eyes filled with deep hatred.
National and family hatred.
Irreconcilable.
However, reason suppressed his hatred. He knew that if he went now, he would not be able to kill Ying Zheng and would only be throwing his life away.
“Hmm? Who is that woman?”
Suddenly, Yan Dan saw Ying Zheng and a beautiful woman step out of the Golden Carriage. His eyes were full of confusion.
As far as he knew, Ying Zheng had not brought any women to Shu He County.
In other words, this woman was someone Ying Zheng had found in Shu He County.
“There’s something wrong with this woman!”
Yan Dan immediately came to a conclusion.
He did not believe that Ying Zheng could not resist loneliness and had found a woman in Shu He County.
“The people from the Yin-Yang School have also come!”
At this moment, Yue Shen, wearing a blue dress and an eye veil, gracefully walked in front of Ying Zheng, “Yue Shen greets Your Majesty!”
As she spoke, Yue Shen also curiously sized up Xia Yu Fang.
“Rise!”
Ying Zheng’s expression was calm, and he spoke with a natural air of authority, “I didn’t expect the National Preceptor to come as well!”
“Having heard that the Martial God is in Shu He, Yue Shen was curious and also wanted to obtain the Dragon Core for Your Majesty. Unfortunately, the Martial God’s cultivation is so profound that it is difficult to meet him!” Yue Shen said softly, “Is Your Majesty also here for the Martial God?”
“No.”
Ying Zheng’s voice was sonorous and firm, “I am here today to welcome the Great Qin Firstborn Son back to the court.”
“The Great Qin Firstborn Son?”
The world fell silent.
Ying Zheng’s voice was like a bolt of lightning, leaving everyone’s minds blank.
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