Chapter 124, Seeking Marriage to the Holy Maiden
Chapter 124, Seeking Marriage to the Holy Maiden
Chapter 125, Seeking Marriage to the Holy Maiden
They accompanied Chu Tiankuo to inquire about information everywhere until evening, when they finally found Prefect Wu Shaoqin. Several innate martial artists from the city also accompanied them. The group left overnight and returned to Fengcheng Prefecture.
They were talking about it on the way.
The discussion mainly focused on today's events, and who that martial arts legend who has yet to appear will be.
The final conclusion is that it is likely related to the fourth prince.
Rumor has it that after the offerings to the Divine Firmament Sect were stolen, and before the Autumn Sacrifice, the Fourth Prince wrote a letter to the sect leader of the Divine Firmament Sect, expressing his desire to marry a Holy Maiden of the Divine Firmament Sect, preferably the legitimate daughter of a sect elder.
The title of Divine Firmament Saintess cannot be held by anyone who is not a descendant of a high-ranking member of a sect. She is selected from the best in terms of both martial arts aptitude and appearance, and is cultivated as a prodigy from childhood.
After receiving the letter, Hua Xuanfeng, the head of the Shenxiao Sect, summoned Mu Xuanyang, the deputy head, several Supreme Elders, and seven Innate Elders for a meeting to discuss the matter.
Ultimately, they replied with a rejection.
The sacred grounds of martial arts are not to be touched by the imperial court; this has been the pride of each sacred ground over the years, and a tacit understanding that has been formed together.
A saintess is not forbidden from getting married.
However, she did not want to marry into the royal family, nor did she want to drag her sect into the struggle for the throne among the princes.
The Divine Dragon Cult is affiliated with the Fourth Prince.
So today, they've come—to teach Shenxiao a lesson.
As for the Devouring Heaven Demon Sect, this sect has always acted in a mysterious and extremely ruthless manner, often wiping out entire clans, but the reason for its existence is unknown.
Ren Qingshan listened to their enthusiastic conversation, acting only as a competent straight man throughout.
Yeah.
You are all right.
into the night.
Jiuyang Martial Arts School.
Inside the room, Gongshu Ce was brewing tea, while Ren Qingshan, Feng Jianqin, and Wei Bin sat facing each other.
"Qingshan, you handled this matter decisively and well! Today, a full eight Xiantian cultivators died on the mountain!"
"If you had actually gone up the mountain back then, the consequences would have been unpredictable."
Amidst the wafting aroma of tea, Gongshu Ce spoke with a gratified tone and a satisfied look in his eyes.
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This disciple truly knows how to conduct himself appropriately.
Even if I were there, it wouldn't be much different; there's no better option.
"Master, you flatter me."
Ren Qingshan made a few modest remarks, but in his heart he was just guessing—what level was his master's informant in Shenxiao?
What a sacred place of martial arts! It's nothing like a fortress, more like a brothel where anyone can go. It's been infiltrated like a sieve.
However, that's just how it is with major sects; it's unavoidable.
But even a centipede cannot lose its throne as long as the Divine Firmament Seal remains in their hands.
The Fourth Prince had already told his master about his connection with the Divine Dragon Sect and the Divine Firmament Sacred Realm. Ren Qingshan then asked, "What is the reason for the Devouring Heaven Demon Sect's actions?"
The two sword strikes from Hua Xuanfeng, the head of the Divine Firmament Sect, killed at least five Innate Realm cultivators, among whom there must have been members of the Devouring Heaven Demon Sect.
What was the motive for going to such great lengths?
Gongshu Ce poured water to make tea and said leisurely, "Today, Wei Yunqi of the Demon Suppression Division, along with his subordinates, sealed off the Shenxiao Auction House under the pretext of privately harboring demonic beasts. Do you know whose will is behind this?"
Two auction houses in Fengcheng Prefecture: Shenxiao and Gufeng.
Gu Feng is backed by the Sixth Prince.
"I know the answer to this question—" Wei Bin immediately interjected, "The Sixth Prince! The Sixth Prince has made his move too? That's exciting! That's really exciting!"
Gongshu Ce nodded with a smile.
"The wind sets the stage and sings the first note, and then everyone takes the stage. Just watch, this play is only halfway through."
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His voice carried a faint smile, yet it sent chills down one's spine.
As expected of a powerful figure who fought in a war that destroyed a nation—Ren Qingshan took a sip of tea and thought of the Divine Firmament Seal.
With his current strength at the third level of innate cultivation, he can protect himself without worry, but obtaining this treasure is as difficult as ascending to heaven.
The only advantage is information.
"Senior sister, do you have some money on hand? Could you lend me some?"
After their master's tea party ended, the three of them left together, and Ren Qingshan went back to his old ways, living off his mistress.
Spending money like water, that 700,000 taels of silver is gone again.
The bandits from Kill Tiger Pass still have 600,000 taels of silver, but we don't know where they're hiding it. It's a pity that the Earth Book can only show farmland, not mountains and forests.
Let's make money!
With every additional acre of land, one gains an extra eye.
If we could discover any hidden treasures or relics, that would be even more wonderful.
How much do you want?
Feng Jianqin glanced at him, knowing he was collecting land and transporting grain to the northern border for disaster relief. There was no resistance in her voice—to be fair, this junior brother had saved her today.
"One million taels?"
Ren Qingshan asked tentatively, his smile bright.
Wei Bin was startled: "What do you need so much money for?"
Before Ren Qingshan could respond, Feng Jianqin said, "The northern border is suffering from a severe drought, and he is transporting grain to provide disaster relief."
Upon hearing this, Wei Bin immediately became respectful: "Junior brother, you are a true hero! Wait for me! I'll go and find out, and pull off a big heist for you!"
"where did you go?"
"Don't worry about that, I have my own ways. Just wait to collect the money! I'm leaving!"
Wei Bin patted Ren Qingshan on the shoulder, then immediately leaped up the wall and disappeared into the night.
This senior brother is amazing!
Under the moonlight, Feng Jianqin's eyes were calm and still: "I don't have that much; I can only scrape together 800,000 taels for you. But you must tell me one thing."
"Hmm? You ask."
Looking around to make sure no one was there, Feng Jianqin's lips curled into a slight smile, her mature voice carrying a hint of teasing: "The case at the Liu residence, were you really not the one who did it?"
Ren Qingshan chuckled, waved his hand, and looked at her quietly without saying a word.
I'll give you the money tomorrow.
Feng Jianqin stared at him for a few moments, then looked away first, speaking softly as if nothing had happened, before quickly leaving alone.
Ren Qingshan watched her retreating figure, his brows furrowing slightly before relaxing.
She didn't really want to ask about it.
She seemed to be teasing me on purpose.
I seemed a bit overwhelmed.
Tsk, Senior Sister must be regretting what she said now — Ren Qingshan quickly stepped forward, used his lightness skill to circle around to her front, and deliberately peeked out.
"What are you looking at?"
Feng Jianqin bit her lip and asked with a hint of reproach.
"Ahem—I was being insensitive, please forgive me, senior sister. I never imagined that your way of flirting would be so unique."
Ren Qingshan left a sentence, immediately got up and ran, disappearing into the night.
Feng Jianqin spat inwardly, "Pah, who's messing with you?"
Day two.
Feng Jianqin's 800,000 taels of silver were transported to the Jiuyang Martial Arts School's warehouse, causing a collective surprise and shock among the fellow disciples.
in the afternoon.
Ren Qingshan was summoned by Feng Jingxian and given a severe scolding.
—You scoundrel, how dare you bewitch my daughter and come to me begging for money! —I'll chop you to pieces!
Gongshu Ce stood to the side, smiling and fanning the flames, but his eyes were full of the impression that "there is a successor."
Back then, the Kushan queen was beaten to it by the old dog Feng, a regret she carried for the rest of her life.
Now, my disciple, you've made something of yourself!
For the sake of the 800,000 taels of silver, Ren Qingshan tolerated it and let it go. Feng Jianqin, you bastard, you'll find an excuse to beat her up sooner or later.
The 800,000 taels of silver will continue to be used for acquiring land and purchasing grain.
Ren Qingshan decided to go to the northern border.
With the autumn harvest imminent, the harvest has already begun in the sunny paddy fields.
The rice merchants in the northern border sent a message back through the imperial post station, saying that the first batch of 200,000 taels of silver had been used to purchase 100,000 mu of dry land, and that they needed to sign and affix their seals to receive the goods.
but.
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Before setting off, on September 17th, less than ten days had passed since the Shenxiao Autumn Festival.
Ren Qingshan watched "television" every day to observe the daily life of Hua Xuanfeng, the head of the Shenxiao Sect. He lived in Shenxiao Cave, practiced martial arts, and never left the cave. His disciples delivered his three meals a day.
But today, a visitor has arrived at Shenxiao Cave.
He was a man who looked to be in his thirties, with a fair complexion, no beard, and an imposing presence. He was dressed in a golden-yellow robe embroidered with cloud and python patterns, clearly a prince.
"Sect Leader Hua, I, Zhou Shifeng, have come in person today. Is this enough to show my sincerity?"
The Fourth Prince, Zhou Shifeng!
Hua Xuanfeng stared intently at him: "Your Highness, what do you want to do? I don't understand."
In truth, he was also amazed by the other party's courage. This prince was no more than the Innate Realm and had not yet reached the Qi Realm, yet he dared to come alone. He was truly not afraid of dying in the Divine Firmament Holy Realm.
"Hahaha—of course it's a marriage proposal. I've heard that Sect Leader Hua has a daughter who is eighteen years old and incredibly beautiful. I've admired her for a long time."
"If you, noble lady, marry me, the predicament of Shenxiao will instantly melt away."
Zhou Shifeng seemed to have a deep understanding of the art of ruling, knowing when to be firm and when to be lenient, and never pushing anyone to the point of desperation.
Neither of them knew—
Hundreds of miles away, Ren Qingshan was watching this scene with great interest through the Earth Book, and even looked forward to seeing what Hua Xuanfeng's daughter looked like.
As for the Divine Firmament Seal of the Divine Firmament Sacred Realm, Ren Qingshan didn't believe that Hua Xuanfeng would give it to Zhou Shifeng, and Zhou Shifeng probably wouldn't dare to force it.
Just as the master said, this play is only halfway through.
Hang in there, Lao Hua!
First, please keep the Divine Firmament Seal safe for me!
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