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With a respectful expression, she bowed slightly and reported to Luo Yuheng:
"Master, the Princess Consort requests an audience!"
"Huh? Nanzhi? What's she doing here?"
Luo Yuheng frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.
She gently waved her hand, signaling the young nun to step back, and then said, "Let her in!"
Not long after Luo Yuheng gave the order, Princess Mu Nanzhi of Zhenbei was brought in.
Mu Nanzhi wore a magnificent purple brocade robe embroidered with exquisite gold peony patterns, exuding elegance and nobility.
With a hint of anxiety and anticipation on her face, she quickly walked forward as soon as she saw Luo Yuheng.
"What? Your Highness has time to come to my place today?"
Luo Yuheng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile, his tone tinged with a hint of teasing.
Upon hearing Luo Yuheng's words, Mu Nanzhi did not hide anything.
She and Luo Yuheng have been best friends for many years, and they can still trust each other.
She immediately recounted everything that had happened that day to Luo Yuheng.
"I suspect that person has definitely cultivated a special cultivation system!"
Mu Nanzhi spoke with a resolute expression and a firm tone.
"Where's that string of Bodhi beads? Let me see it!"
After listening to her best friend's story, Luo Yuheng was moved.
She immediately realized that this boy was very likely the one she had sensed earlier.
That person who cultivates special energy and possesses the ability to dissolve and suppress karmic fire.
Upon hearing Luo Yuheng's words, Mu Nanzhi immediately took out the string of Bodhi beads from her bosom and handed it over.
As soon as Luo Yuheng took it over, he could clearly feel the special energy contained within it.
The energy flowed slowly into her body like a gentle stream.
It collided with the raging karmic fire within her body.
Amazingly, the karmic fire seemed to have encountered its nemesis, gradually subsiding and dissolving.
This wonderful feeling made Luo Yuheng let out a comfortable moan involuntarily!
"It sure is him!"
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Chapter 47 Emperor Yuanjing's Scheme! Wei Yuan Sets Off for the Campaign!
Meanwhile, on the other side, in a hidden spot within the underground dragon vein of the imperial palace.
This is deep beneath the imperial palace, in the core area of the dragon vein.
It is permeated with an ancient and mysterious dragon vein aura all year round.
This place is shrouded in the power of a dense dragon vein, and strange light surges within the darkness.
Joan of Arc's true identity was hidden under these layers of cover.
His figure blended into the surrounding darkness.
Only those eyes that emitted a ghostly light.
Only by using the dragon vein's aura as cover could the supervisor not discover his true hiding place.
"Hmm? Why is that same aura still lingering within this palace?"
His voice was deep and hoarse, as if it came from a deep, ancient well.
The echoes reverberated in this enclosed space, carrying a chilling feeling.
Joan of Arc frowned, a look of doubt on her face.
Although this energy was much weaker than what he had sensed before, it had indeed appeared within the palace.
In other words, at this moment, someone in the palace has cultivated the same special energy as that person!
Thinking of this, a wicked glint appeared in Joan of Arc's eyes, filled with greed and desire.
"Absorbing this special energy is far more useful than absorbing these mortals!"
Just as he was preparing to take action and have Emperor Yuanjing find out who the person was, a peculiar nightmare descended upon him.
This is an elusive mass, without form or breath, consisting only of a few simple lines of text.
This is a nightmare transmission technique that only the top experts of the Witch God Cult can use.
Ordinary shamans believe in killing people by entering their dreams.
But it's clear that the information we're seeing is probably only from the high priest of the Witch God Cult.
"Unforeseen circumstances have arisen, and the plan has been moved up!"
These eight short words caused Joan of Arc's expression to change drastically.
"Variables? How could there be variables?"
I've been planning this for decades; there's no way I can let it all go to waste!
Only Joan of Arc herself knew the enormous price she had paid for her planning and deployment!
"No one can be allowed to ruin my plans!"
At this moment, the evil in Joan of Arc's eyes became incredibly eerie, and he began to mutter to himself:
"It seems we must begin a new war!"
And first, Wei Yuan must die, taking the fate of the nation with him!
Only in this way can the fate of the Great Feng Dynasty be dispelled as quickly as possible.
Only then can I reach the Longevity Realm more quickly!
At this moment, a wicked smile gradually crept onto Joan of Arc's face...
……
Inside the palace.
Inside a luxurious hall.
Emperor Yuanjing of the Great Feng Dynasty was sitting on the dragon throne, intently reviewing memorials.
The entire hall was spacious and empty, with magnificent silk curtains hanging on the surrounding walls.
However, the main hall was empty, so quiet that the only sound could be the soft scratching of Emperor Yuanjing's vermilion brush across the memorials.
The entire palace was deserted, not even a personal maid or eunuch was present, making it seem empty and desolate.
Just then, a telepathic message flooded into his mind.
"Investigate those in the royal palace who cultivate special energy; national war has begun, plan moved forward!"
Sensing this spiritual message, Emperor Yuanjing narrowed his eyes and stopped writing with his vermilion brush.
He looked up at the sky outside the main hall, a look of longing in his eyes.
"Is it finally... coming?"
Emperor Yuanjing immediately issued an order to the outside of the palace.
His voice was steady and powerful, carrying the majesty of a monarch.
"Someone, convey the imperial decree: summon the Minister of War and the Earl of Pingyuan to the palace for a meeting!"
Outside the palace gate, a pair of armored soldiers immediately took their orders and left.
……
Soon, the Earl of Pingyuan and Zhang Feng, the Minister of War, who had received the imperial decree, rushed to the main hall of the palace.
Upon meeting Emperor Yuanjing, both the Minister of War and the Earl of Pingyuan felt somewhat uneasy.
Emperor Yuanjing had already tacitly approved their revenge against Wei Changxuan.
But who could have known that Wei Changxuan was also accompanied by a powerful expert who wiped them out completely?
To this day, they still haven't figured out where that mysterious expert next to Wei Changxuan came from!
It's as if it appeared out of thin air! It's unbelievable!
"How's that going?"
Emperor Yuanjing sat on the dragon throne, looking down at the two men with majesty.
"Your Majesty, Wei Yuan has sent a master assassin to Wei Changxuan. All the assassins we sent have been killed!"
Even a fourth-rank martial artist couldn't escape death!
Despite the pressure, Minister of War Zhang Feng stepped forward and spoke.
"Experts? Even a fourth-rank martial artist couldn't escape?"
Emperor Yuanjing's expression hardened slightly, his eyes filled with contemplation.
Therefore, it is likely that Wei Changxuan has more than one powerful figure by his side.
It's also possible that Wei Yuan summoned his two adopted sons, Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou!
After all, with Yang Yan and Nangong Qianrou's strength, they are considered to be at the top level among the fourth rank.
If these two were to act secretly, they could indeed protect Wei Changxuan from a group of fourth and fifth-rank experts.
"We'll deal with this later. Right now, the Prince of Zhenbei has sent word that the Witch God Cult is preparing to launch another war!"
"My two esteemed ministers, who do you think would be the best choice to send on this expedition?"
Emperor Yuanjing's words immediately brought Pingyuan Earl and Zhang Feng back to their senses.