CHAPTER 494: CHAPTER 395 IS MY SWORD SHARP?

The Daxuan Palace, with its red walls and yellow tiles, glowed with golden splendor.

Originally, outside the palace stood numerous towering ancient trees and a dense canopy of greenery. However, for the safety of the palace, they had all been felled.

At this moment, in the waiting hall outside the palace, Sword Body Hong Yuan watched the young eunuch hasten away and waited silently.

The waiting hall featured a clear pond, its surface dotted with lotus flowers. The movement of carp swimming beneath created gentle ripples, stunningly beautiful under the starlight.

Hong Yuan stood quietly in the hall, observing these swimming carp, his mind contemplating matters.

He was clad in a blue robe, his face handsome and elegant, his demeanor gentle. Behind him, the young palace maids could not help but steal glances at him.

Having been admired by the Butterfly Sword Martial Saint, whose heart he had captivated, Hong Yuan’s appearance as a Sword Body was already top-class. He had also comprehended the Sword Tao from the Eternal Azure Lotus Dreamland. That mysterious, profound, and cool demeanor was enough to stir the hearts of these palace maids, secluded within the imperial harem, their gazes flickering.

Emperor...

Supreme Dynasty...

Hong Yuan’s eyes narrowed as a myriad of thoughts flowed through his mind.

In fact, he too had once fostered the idea of establishing his own kingdom to gather various resources for himself.

After all, Hong Yuan had once been a dominant ruler, conquering and plundering in the Endless Sea Area. Naturally, he understood the benefits of being a monarch.

However, once his Demonic Body became the Destiny of the Demon Clan, he shot to the top of the Human Race’s Demon Slaying List, eyed covetously by humanity.

If his Demonic Body dared to leave the Dragon God Sacred Land, he would inevitably face a maelstrom of attacks, with no guarantee of safety!

Thus, the idea of establishing a kingdom for the Demon Clan had to be set aside for the time being.

He never expected, however, that Li Jianqiu, his formerly defeated subordinate, would harbor thoughts of establishing a kingdom for the Demon Clan.

And that was precisely why Hong Yuan had placed Li Jianqiu as one of the top three targets on the Purple Gold Thorns list.

He wanted to wait for Li Jianqiu to die of old age and then inherit his legacy!

「Half an hour later.」

Why is it taking so long?

Hong Yuan suddenly furrowed his brows. He glanced at the palace’s red walls, as if trying to see through them to the Endless Palace where the Daxuan Emperor resided.

「Endless Palace.」

It exuded an air of ancient elegance and solemn majesty.

At that time, the Daxuan Emperor gazed up at Mingyue with an indifferent expression.

Behind him stood the Phoenix Princess, the Crown Prince, and other royal children. The eunuch who had delivered the message was kneeling on a bluestone slab, utterly respectful, awaiting instructions from the Daxuan Emperor.

Finally, the Daxuan Emperor spoke, his voice tinged with indifference:

"The Dragon Sun Emperor once said, ’Under all heavens, everything is the Emperor’s land. Along the shores of this realm, everyone is the Emperor’s subject.’"

"Since Bo Qing has joined our Daxuan, he must abide by our rules. A Green Dragon must coil before me, and a White Tiger must lie low. Even if he is a Heavenly Talent from the Eastern Wilderness Academy or a Sword Saint renowned across the Five Great God Continents, it shall be no different. Now, I shall temper his arrogance, so he understands his place and status."

"Xi’er, Anshi, do you understand?"

With those words, a mighty aura surged from the Daxuan Emperor, making the atmosphere oppressively tense.

Phoenix Princess Tang Xi and Crown Prince Tang Anshi felt a jolt in their hearts and promptly bowed their heads in agreement.

Behind them, the imperial princes and princesses were even more overwhelmed, their legs trembling under the pressure.

This was the Daxuan Emperor using the reputation of the Marquis of Dragon Sword, "Bo Qing," to discipline the Phoenix Princess and the Crown Prince, who had now become Saints.

The Daxuan Emperor understood this, and so did the Phoenix Princess and the Crown Prince.

After all, the realms of Saints and mortals were indeed like two different worlds.

Sainthood set one apart from mortals; becoming a Saint proved one possessed the ability to traverse the Five Great God Continents.

At the most basic level, their Life Span greatly increased, not to mention the transformation in strength, which went without saying.

Therefore, the Daxuan Emperor needed to discipline his own son and daughter, to prevent them from harboring any rebellious thoughts.

My lord father, you’ve truly aged. A Saint must not be insulted, Crown Prince Tang Anshi thought contemptuously, looking at the Daxuan Emperor’s silhouette with disdain in his eyes.

Tang Xi was dressed in a white palace gown, looking regal and magnificent. In terms of appearance, she possessed an icy complexion and jade-like bones—a beauty capable of toppling empires. Her temperament was as pure as snow, like an orchid in a secluded valley—transcendent, detached, as if she gathered the very spiritual essence of heaven and earth.

Her phoenix eyes were slightly lowered, a cold light flickering in their depths as she thought, Sects across the land rule as kings, while the common people of the dynasty suffer unspeakably, displaced and destitute. Yet, Father still treats Bo Qing in this manner, concerned only with power and profit. This dark and hopeless world... I, Tang Xi, must overturn it!

The people in the hall had various thoughts, each with their own schemes.

Even as the front lines suffered defeat after defeat, they prioritized their own interests, with little regard for the bigger picture.

Just then, a young palace maid hurried over, bringing a message that "Bo Qing" had left the Daxuan Palace and headed towards the Eastern Wilderness Academy.

"The Marquis of Dragon Sword says he will attend tomorrow’s morning court," the young palace maid said timidly, her forehead pressed to the ground, not daring to raise her head.

This was because, at this moment, the Daxuan Emperor’s eyes were fiercely intimidating, his thunderous imperial authority brewing.

BOOM—

An earth-shattering crash followed. An exquisitely crafted wine vessel shattered instantly, splashing a small amount of wine infused with Immortal Qi onto the palace maid. Terrified, she began kowtowing repeatedly.

"Scoundrel! Utter scoundrel!"

"This treacherous wretch without allegiance to a king or a fatherland!"

"Demon Tao scoundrel, I should never have saved you from fire and water that day!!!"

The Daxuan Emperor’s face twisted savagely, his visage terrifying.

It seemed as though his very heart was about to burst with anger at "Bo Qing," as he continuously berated him for having no sense of homeland or gratitude.