Even though Wan Ke was usually calm, he was still astonished upon hearing Wan Zhaoyi’s words.
At the present time, only one person dared to be called the Empress. She was the Holy Queen of Majesty and Morality, the Dominator of the First Central Empire.
“What did the junior fellow apprentice do? Why did the Empress send people to arrest him?”
Wan Ke immediately came to his senses. He held his fists in both hands, stepped forward and bowed. He asked cautiously, “Prince, what did Zhang Ruochen do wrong?”
In the East Region Saint Mansions, the man identified himself as the prince, so he should at least be equal to the Prince of the Eastern Region.
For example, the Qianshui Commandery Prince did not dare to call himself a prince when he came to the East Region Saint Mansions, because his rank was far lower than the Prince of the Eastern Region.
The Prince of the Eastern Region held the rank of “inferior prince”, but he enjoyed the rights of a “medium prince”.
If the man before him was a prince, Wan Ke could already guess who he was from the surname “Wan.”
Only one man had become a prince at such a young age.
This was the Little Holy King, Wan Zhaoyi.
Although Wan Zhaoyi and the Prince of the Eastern Region held the same title, they had different rights and influences.
A Golden Armored Soldier stared at Wan Ke and said arrogantly, “Does the Empress need to give you a reason to arrest a person?”
Wan Ke was irritated, and he glared at the soldier furiously. After all, he was a Half-Saint. He thought that even though the Golden Armor Soldier was an imperial sergeant, he should not be so arrogant as to shout in front of him.
Just then, Saint Qing Xiao and Chen Wutian walked out of the gate side by side. They were not able to suppress their Holy Road aura. They stood before the gate of the Saint Prince’s Mansion, like two lofty mountains.
Saint Qing Xiao glanced at the soldier.
He suddenly felt like a needle poked his eye. Everything turned black and his body was jolted. With a bang, he fell from the Golden Armored Beast’s back.
Saint Qing Xiao did not kill him, but rather, he taught him the lesson of showing Half-Saints and Saints the respect they deserved.
After Wan Ke and Zhu Hongtao spread the news about, Sword Saint Xuanji did not come back in time because a very important matter required his immediate attention.
Sword Saint Xuanji had sent a message to Saint Qing Xiao. In it, he asked him to run back to the Eastern Region first to protect Zhang Ruochen.
Saint Qing Xiao had arrived in the East Region Saint Mansions today. He was negotiating with Chen Wutian how to strike back the Black Market when he perceived Wan Zhaoyi’s arrival. Therefore, he stopped the negotiation and came out to meet Wan Zhaoyi.
Wan Ke took a step backward and whispered, “Senior Brother, this man is…”
Saint Qing Xiao raised a hand and hinted Wan Ke to stop.
Saint Qing Xiao stared at Wan Zhaoyi, who stood on top of a white flood dragon, and looked stern. He said, “Wutian from the East and Wufa from the West. Xinshu from the South and Yutian from the North. Wan Zhaoyi from the Nine States of the Central Region. How can I not know of him?”
Wan Zhaoyi laughed and said, “Qing Xiao, you have made great contributions in the Battlefield of Primitive World over the years. Do you have enough military merits to obtain an inferior prince title?”
“Wan Zhaoyi, you’re telling me that my title of nobility is inferior to yours. So, should I bow to you?” Saint Qing Xiao said grimly, with his hands behind his back.
Wan Zhaoyi said frankly.
All of the monks in Kunlun’s Field knew that Wan Zhaoyi was wildly arrogant.
However, they took his arrogance for granted. He never tried to disguise his haughtiness, and perhaps he even thought that he should be arrogant.
If he were not proud or arrogant, he would not be Wan Zhaoyi.
Both Saint Qing Xiao and Wan Zhaoyi were from the Ministry of War, where subordinates had to bow when they met their superiors.
Certainly, the War Saints had noble status, so they did not need to bow. In the Ministry of War, no prince would force the War Saints to bow to him.
However, Saint Qing Xiao and Wan Zhaoyi had personal grievances, so Wan Zhaoyi was deliberately against him.
“Wan Zhaoyi, I’m afraid that you will be disappointed!”
Saint Qing Xiao took out a prince token and played with it in his hands. Then, he put it away.
Wan Zhaoyi remained calm and said, “Why did you not tell me in advance that you’ve been conferred the title of prince? If I had known about it earlier, I would have gone to your mansion to congratulate you.”
Chen Wutian said, “Since that’s the case, let’s go to the mansion to have a drink.”
Wan Zhaoyi shook his head and looked serious. “I came here this time to do an errand for the Empress. I’m afraid that I have no chance to drink with you. Next time, I’ll treat you in the Imperial Capitol. You must give me the favor of your presence.”
Wan Zhaoyi gave an order to the two Golden Armor Soldiers behind him. “Bring out Zhang Ruochen, and don’t delay too long.”
The two soldiers jumped from the Golden Armor Beast’s back.
They wore golden armor with golden swords at their sides. They looked grim and arrogant. They strode up the stone steps and ran into the Saint Prince’s Mansion.
Chen Wutian did not stand on ceremony with Wan Zhaoyi. He said hoarsely, “Wan Zhaoyi, you are too presumptuous to take him away from the East Region Saint Mansions without declaring his crime.”
As he let out a bellow, the two Golden Armor Soldiers were overwhelmed by his unique Saint’s momentum.
The two soldiers were not able to withstand his powerful momentum. Their bodies crunched and they hit the ground with a thump.
The ground beneath their knees sank down.
Wan Zhaoyi raised his head and gently touched his jade thumb ring. He glanced at Chen Wutian and then looked at Saint Qing Xiao. “Zhang Ruochen colluded with the demonic sect and killed sergeants from the Ministry of War in the Battlefield of the Primitive World. He is an outrageous traitor and villain. Qing Xiao, don’t tell me you don’t know about these events.”
Saint Qing Xiao shook his head and said, “This is the first I’ve heard of it.”
“Wan Zhaoyi, you claim that my junior fellow apprentice committed those crimes. Do you have any evidence?”
Wan Zhaoyi straightened his body and fixed his eyes on Saint Qing Xiao. After a moment, he said, “So, you want to protect Zhang Ruochen?”
“Every legal action needs evidence. Without any evidence, you would be taking him away based only on your word. If there has been a mistake, who will be responsible for it?”
Saint Qing Xiao said severely, “To be honest, my junior fellow apprentice is now one of the nominated young masters of the Martial Market Bank. If you want to take him away, you have to go to the Langhuan Palace of Warlord Mountain to ask for permission first. Who dares to control him without Venerable Wu’s permission?”
Wan Zhaoyi said with a smile, “What if I must take him away?”
Without warning, Wan Zhaoyi moved his body and disappeared from the top of the white flood dragon. He suddenly appeared before Saint Qing Xiao and Chen Wutian and unleashed both his hands at the same time.
After uttering the dragon’s roar twice, two giant dragon shadows rushed out of the center of his palms. They attacked Saint Qing Xiao and Chen Wutian with threatening gestures.
He had performed the tenth movement of Dragon and Elephant Prajna Palm, Dragon Flying in the Ninth Heaven.
Saint Qing Xiao and Chen Wutian simultaneously struck out and collided with Wan Zhaoyi’s hands. With a boom, two circles of energy ripples erupted between their hands, sending the Chens’ guardians and the Golden Armor Troops flying into the air.
Even two Half-Saints of the Chens, who stood not far away, were not able to withstand the power. They were knocked backwards more than 100 feet.
As he shook his body slightly, Wan Zhaoyi flew backward and turned a circle in the air. Then, he landed on the top of the white flood dragon again.
Saint Qing Xiao and Chen Wutian took three steps each before steadying themselves. Meanwhile, they left three deep footprints on the ground.
The Chens’ guardians turned pale with fright.
Because they always stayed in the Eastern Region, they only knew Wan Zhaoyi, but they did not know his strength. However, they clearly knew Saint Qing Xiao and Chen Wutian’s strength.
They were both dominators of the present age. Their cultivations were profound enough to strike terror into evil people all over the Eastern Region.
Wan Zhaoyi was at a disadvantage in the previous battle, but he was so powerful that he could fight two enemies at once.
He mobilized Holy Qi and unleashed the power of his arms. He said with a smile, “In the present world, only a few people can fight with me, so it’s hard for me to find two opponents. If I had not received an imperial order, I would really want to fight you guys.”
Chen Wutian said, “Our forefather helped the Empress to suppress the Eastern Region and was one of the 12 distinguished people of the foundation of the state. He was given the title ‘superior prince’. The ‘East Region Saint Mansions’ presented by the Empress was the best reward for our Chens. Now, you dare to break into the East Region Saint Mansions. Undoubtedly, I can arrest you as a rebel.”
“What if I have an imperial edict?” Wan Zhaoyi said with a forced smile.
“An imperial edict.”
Both Chen Wutian and Saint Qing Xiao changed their looks.
In Kunlun’s Field, only one person could issue an imperial edict. This was, of course, Empress Chi Yao.
Wan Zhaoyi took out a foot-long brocade box from the white flood dragon’s back. Then, he pulled out a golden scroll.
Although the scroll was folded, the embroidered word “Imperial” was clear and distinct.
When he opened the box, it gave off a bright golden light. The imperial majesty radiated over all of East Region Saint Mansions.
All of the warriors had to kneel down on the ground, except for Half-Saints and Saints, as if the Empress had appeared in person,
“Your Majesty, I’m so honored to meet you here.”
Outside the Saint Prince’s Mansion, crowds of people kneeled down.
Inside the mansion, all the guards, maidservants, slaves, and housekeepers kneeled down, influenced by the majesty.
It was a kind of spiritual repression. As long as one kneeled down, the repression would be invalid. If one did not kneel, it was a disrespect for the Empress. The majesty’s power would break a warrior’s will and force him to kneel down.
Once human will was knocked down, in very severe cases, a warrior would become an idiot and lose the ability to think.
If the cases were relatively minor, it would also cause a great impact on a warrior’s Martial Arts. His martial cultivation would halt.
At present, Zhang Ruochen was also subdued by the majesty.
“After all, it still comes.”
Zhang Ruochen walked out of the room and stood in the garden. He looked at the gate and saw a golden light gradually rising. Furthermore, the golden light moved quickly toward him.