Martial Arts Domination: Start with the Dragon Elephant Prajna Technique
Chapter 230 - 226: Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad! (Subscribe please)

Chapter 230: Chapter 226: Whom the gods would destroy, they first make mad! (Subscribe please)

Boom!

Sharp sounds of air bursting echoed above Capital City.

And that extremely chilling shout instantly stirred up huge waves of shock in Capital City!

Who had such audacity, to dare call out to the current Emperor of Great Jin so directly within the confines of Capital City?!

In an instant, all the citizens within Capital City turned their gazes towards the direction of the Imperial Palace.

While worries arose in their hearts, another thought surged within them...

Capital City was about to witness a major event!

And at that moment.

Within the majestic and solemn Imperial Palace.

Emperor Hong Yuan, after the initial shock, quickly adjusted his state of mind.

He then grasped the Emperor’s Sword in one hand and stepped out of the grand hall in an instant.

Boom!

Just at that moment, a streak of light suddenly attacked.

Emperor Hong Yuan narrowed his eyes and immediately reached out, firmly catching the streak of light.

"Your... Majesty..."

This sudden streak of light was none other than the man from the Flying Boat, holding the National Martial Saint of Great Jin!

At this moment, thrown out like a rag doll, his life force flickered feebly, like a candle in the rain, on the verge of extinguishing.

Anger surged in Emperor Hong Yuan’s eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

"Hold on," he said calmly, as he gently placed the other on the ground.

Then he looked up towards the skies not far away.

A silver-white Flying Boat hovered midair, and upon it stood a man dressed in a green robe, looking down coldly at Emperor Hong Yuan below.

"Who are you, and why have you harmed my Great Jin’s Martial Saint and intruded upon the Great Jin Imperial Palace!" Emperor Hong Yuan asked calmly, showing neither joy nor anger.

"Tch."

The man in the green robe scoffed, then took a step forward and descended as a streak of light into the Yangxin Palace, settling himself upon the Dragon Throne where the Emperor usually sat.

"I am Master Fuyun of the Qingxiao Sect from Wanxiang Mountain."

Having said this, his eyes turned towards Emperor Hong Yuan, filled with contempt as he rebuked, "Emperor of Great Jin, seeing me, are you not going to greet me with a bow!"

Emperor Hong Yuan turned around, silently looking at Master Fuyun who sat upon the Dragon Throne.

After a few moments, he finally spoke, "Master Fuyun has come from afar. Why did you not inform us beforehand? Great Jin would have prepared a grand banquet to welcome you with the utmost courtesy."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Master Fuyun’s mouth twitched slightly, but the disdain in his eyes grew even more intense.

The Emperor of Great Jin was far too weak compared to that Great Ancestor who founded the dynasty!

This thought was fleeting, as he then coldly said, "Enough, I am in no mood for your chatter."

"I’ve come here to find a man named ’Qin Zheng’. Do you know who he is?" After saying this, his voice became extremely chilling, filled with killing intent.

"This person slaughtered my Qingxiao Sect’s Wenxian Sect, which was monitoring Great Jin. He truly deserves to die!"

"I am determined to fragment his body into ten thousand pieces and annihilate his soul!"

When Emperor Hong Yuan heard the words ’Qin Zheng’, he was slightly startled.

Then, upon hearing what followed, his brows lightly furrowed, and questions arose in his mind.

The Wenxian Sect and the Qingxiao Sect had almost no contact for nearly a thousand years.

Although nominally, the Wenxian Sect was overseeing Great Jin for the Qingxiao Sect.

To the Qingxiao Sect, the existence of the Wenxian Sect was nearly insignificant.

Over the past thousand years, there have been conflicts between Great Jin and the Wenxian Sect.

Even when the Great Ancestor was alive, he also killed more than one disciple sent from the Qingxiao Sect’s Wenxian Sect.

Why would the Qingxiao Sect suddenly remember the Wenxian Sect and even send someone to accuse them?

Emperor Hong Yuan’s mind was filled with various thoughts at that moment.

Master Fuyun frowned and reprimanded with a cold voice, "Are you deaf? I’m asking if you know who ’Qin Zheng’ is?!"

With a scolding, anger rose within Emperor Hong Yuan.

The Emperor’s Sword in his hand trembled slightly as if it was about to be drawn to strike the next moment.

Hold back!

It’s just a slight loss of face!

If he could not restrain himself and killed this man, the matter would be minor, but attracting the attention of a Proving Dharmakaya would be a disaster!

These thoughts quickly surfaced in his heart, and he restrained his surging anger.

"I do not know," he said, looking towards Master Fuyun with a calm response.

Qin Zheng was Great Jin’s most talented Martial Artist since the establishment of the dynasty and also the most hopeful member of the Human race to prove to be a Dharmakaya.

Under no circumstances would he hand Qin Zheng over to the other party.

Master Fuyun’s eyes narrowed slightly as he coldly said, "The head of an entire nation doesn’t know who slaughtered the Wenxian Sect? Do you think... I would believe that?"

Emperor Hong Yuan wanted to say something more.

Whoosh!

But just at that moment, an aged figure appeared, catching his eye.

"Master Fuyun of the Qingxiao Sect, Gao Wuxing gives his respects!"

The old man bowed with hands clasped, offering a respectful salute.

Seeing this, Master Fuyun’s imminent rage subsided slightly.

"Gao Wuxing... a man of the Gao Family?" he asked, eyeing the reverent old man with brows slightly raised.

Gao Wuxing shook his head and replied, "The Gao Clan of Great Jin is not the Gao Family."

Master Fuyun waved his hand dismissively, continuing, "It’s all the same, all the same."

"Fine, since you’ve come, tell me—who is Qin Zheng, and where is he?"

"This young Emperor is so long-winded, truly irritating."

Gao Wuxing opened his mouth to speak, but Emperor Hong Yuan’s heart sank.

He was well aware of the animosity between Qin Zheng and the Gao Clan.

With Qin Zheng having killed four out of the six Martial Saints of the Gao Clan, leaving only two, the Gao Clan wouldn’t conceal information about Qin Zheng’s whereabouts like he would.

So he stepped forward to stop Gao Wuxing from speaking.

"I also do not know who ’Qin Zheng’ is," Gao Wuxing’s words suddenly rang out, echoing in both Master Fuyun’s and Emperor Hong Yuan’s ears.

Emperor Hong Yuan, who was about to make a move, paused, his gaze at Gao Wuxing filled with some astonishment.

Master Fuyun’s expression darkened, becoming ugly as he spoke, "Are you also trying to deceive me?"

Gao Wuxing shook his head and continued, "Indeed, I have no idea who ’Qin Zheng’ is."

"But I can help Master to search for this person’s whereabouts, especially since, as Master has stated, this person wiped out the Wenxian Sect."

"Such a big event will surely leave behind traces. Master needs only to wait."

After hearing Gao Wuxing’s words, Taoist Fuyun’s gloomy face eased a bit, then he asked with some hesitation, "Do you really not know?"

Gao Wuxing shook his head again.

Taoist Fuyun slightly narrowed his eyes, as if he was deep in thought.

A moment later, he opened his eyes and said indifferently, "One day."

"My time is limited, I have no time to wait here with you. If this person is not brought before me within a day, then I will find him myself!"

As the last word of his sentence ended, a chilling killing intent burst forth from his body.

Boom!

Instantly, thunder exploded in the firmament above.

Emperor Hong Yuan remained silent.

Gao Wuxing’s voice then slowly spread out, "Very well! Then please wait here, Master."

"Mhm."

Taoist Fuyun nodded his head in satisfaction.

Then, his gaze shifted to the silent Emperor Hong Yuan, and finally to the Emperor’s Sword he held in his hand.

"When Wang Daoyi defected from the Immortal Sect and came to this desolate land, who knows what good things he dug up."

"This sword of the little emperor looks quite nice; bring it here for me to see."

Gao Wuxing remained silent.

Emperor Hong Yuan’s eyes turned slightly cold, and without a word, he threw out the Emperor’s Sword.

Taoist Fuyun’s face lit up with joy, and he immediately reached out to catch it.

But in that instant, countless whispers of living beings suddenly exploded in his ears.

"I hope this year the weather will be favorable."

"May there be fewer monsters outside the city."

"I want to practice martial arts! I want to slay monsters and banish demons!"

"..."

All kinds of voices rose up at this moment, flooding into his mind.

Whoosh!

At that time, Taoist Fuyun threw the Emperor’s Sword away.

"What is this thing!"

He cried out in shock and anger, his gaze towards the Emperor’s Sword full of astonishment.

Immediately following, he realized his own lapse of composure, his expression forcibly calming down as he looked towards Emperor Hong Yuan and asked, "Is this the Incense Prayer Power that Wang Daoyi tinkered with?"

Then he sneered, disdainfully saying, "Thinking of using this thing to prove the Dharma Body is simply a fool’s dream!"

Emperor Hong Yuan said nothing, raising his hand to take the Emperor’s Sword back into his grip.

Those chaotic noises that seemed to explode in the mind had no apparent effect on him, unlike for Taoist Fuyun.

"Enough of that, I’ve heard that Great Jin has a so-called Taiwu Academy, filled with all the True Scriptures and Magical Treasures you’ve unearthed. Take me there to have a look,"

Taoist Fuyun smoothed out his emotions, then looking towards Emperor Hong Yuan, he spoke.

He then turned his head towards Gao Wuxing and said, "Why are you still standing here? Go find this person for me!"

Gao Wuxing’s expression was calm, and with a gentle nod, he turned and left.

Emperor Hong Yuan didn’t say much.

At this time, Taoist Fuyun stood up from the dragon throne, hands behind his back, and walked out of the great hall.

When he reached Emperor Hong Yuan, he said, "Let’s go."

After speaking, he retracted the Flying Boat suspended in mid-air and walked towards the outside of the palace.

Emperor Hong Yuan was silent for a moment, his hand gripping the Emperor’s Sword trembling slightly.

But after a few breaths, he calmed down and turned to walk in the direction of the palace’s exterior.

It was only after several people left that palace attendants came forward to urgently treat the severely injured National Martial Saint.

...

Taiwu Academy.

For everyone other than the National Martial Saint, there were many prohibitions here.

For example, one could not use Qinggong.

But on this day, two streaks of light suddenly descended from the sky and landed in the heart of Taiwu Academy.

The martial artists guarding the place immediately turned their eyes to look.

They then saw that one of the two figures, clad in a Nine Dragons Imperial Robe and with the Emperor’s Sword at his waist, was none other than the current Emperor of Great Jin.

"We greet Your Majesty!"

Thus, the crowd promptly and respectfully spoke.

Their gaze then shifted to the other figure.

Dressed in a cyan robe, with an arrogant face and eyes that looked upon the people as if they were lowly ants.

Feeling ill at ease, the martial artists also grew curious.

Who is this person?

To accompany His Majesty, could it be that Great Jin had a new National Martial Saint appear?

"You all may leave."

Emperor Hong Yuan spoke.

The crowd immediately complied and dispersed.

Master Fuyun did not care and began to stroll around, looking around curiously.

Emperor Hong Yuan did not utter a word, following his steps.

"I heard you intend to abandon the Twelve States?"

At that moment, Master Fuyun spoke.

Then, without waiting for Emperor Hong Yuan’s response, he continued, "I’ve heard that the souls of the Human race can be refined into Spirit Essence; I’ll take these Twelve States."

"If the Spirit Essence refined from these Twelve States can help me prove the Dharma Body, it would be a blessing for the Human race."

The tone of Master Fuyun was calm, as if deciding the fate of livestock was a matter of course.

Emperor Hong Yuan’s figure paused slightly.

At that moment, Master Fuyun’s gaze fell on a deep and quiet great hall not far away.

"There seems to be something interesting in there!"

His mouth curled slightly, and a hint of interest showed in his eyes.

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