Inside the room.

Chen Yuan sat cross-legged on a futon, shrouded in an inexplicable Dao aura.

Beside him, thirty-six Yuan Crystals were arranged according to a formation, emitting faint light. Rich Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi continuously enveloped Chen Yuan.

Top-tier Yuan Gathering Formation!

In his spirit platform, Chen Yuan's nascent soul's purple light was restrained, refining the surging Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in an endless cycle.

Obviously, he was cultivating diligently.

During this time back in the capital, Chen Yuan seemed busy every day, but in reality, he was constantly cultivating, though he was still not satisfied with his cultivation speed.

Even though his speed of refining Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi was already very fast, compared to his previous soaring cultivation levels, it was still like a snail's pace.

This caused him some disappointment.

After all, having experienced rapid cultivation increases, it was difficult for anyone to accept growing their cultivation bit by bit.

Chen Yuan had considered finding Sons of Destiny to contribute opportunities to him, but after wandering around the capital for several days, he had no luck.

This made him wonder if Jingtai's Destiny was too strong, gathering all the Destiny in the capital onto himself.

If that were the case, he would really have to plan his departure.

For him, official positions were trivial matters; Destiny was the true path, and strength was the goal to pursue.

Chen Yuan calmed his mind, forming a Yuan Qi vortex around himself, considering his next plan while refining Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi for his own use.

While he was cultivating, familiar footsteps came from the courtyard a hundred steps away.

Chen Yuan opened his eyes and looked toward the door.

"Lord Marquis, Consort Yang has arrived."

It was Butler Fu, the chief steward of the Marquis's estate, speaking from outside. He didn't dare to approach, simply bowing respectfully from a distance. However, even so, he believed that Lord Marquis, with his peerless cultivation, would definitely hear him.

"Understood."

Chen Yuan's voice echoed in his ears.

But in truth, his brow furrowed involuntarily.

Consort Yang was here?

It was already dusk, why did she suddenly come at this time?

Even if she was in a hurry, she shouldn't expose herself!

It was true that Jingtai didn't indulge in carnal pleasures, but he probably wouldn't have the magnanimity to watch his concubine put a verdant hat on his head, would he?

Or… was there something urgent?

After thinking for a moment, Chen Yuan waved his hand, taking all the Yuan Crystals into the Heavenly Tome space. He straightened his clothes and vanished into the void.

Inside the main hall, Chen Yuan saw Consort Yang again after several days.

A green palace dress outlined her graceful figure, her long hair was styled in a bun, several phoenix hairpins gleamed faintly, and her skin was fair and radiant, not at all like a woman in her forties.

She sat calmly to the side, exuding an air of nobility and elegance.

Her eyes were like bright pearls, her lips like fire. Clearly, Consort Yang had secretly touched up her makeup before coming to the Marquis of Wu'an's residence, a level of care she had never shown when facing Jingtai.

She said that her relationship with Chen Yuan was just a fleeting affair, with no future, but who had ever seen dew falling every few days?

Especially in the early morning, when there was still frost hanging on the sides of the road.

"This subject greets Consort Yang."

Chen Yuan glanced at the two maids behind her, subtly cupping his hands, and sat on the head seat, feigning displeasure.

"Lord Marquis of Wu'an is too polite."

Consort Yang maintained her composure and nodded slightly.

"I wonder, what brings you here so late at night, Consort?"

Chen Yuan cut straight to the chase.

"His Majesty heard that Lord Marquis of Wu'an has been quite overworked recently, so he sent this concubine to offer some comfort and show the Emperor's grace." Consort Yang said, her pearly teeth gently biting, her red lips slightly parted.

Her calm voice contained a hint of weight.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you, Consort."

Chen Yuan's eyelids drooped slightly. He had been a bit overworked recently.

But that was all due to Consort Yang.

Consort Yang looked at Chen Yuan's upright chest, her eyes filled with heat and eagerness. She coughed a few times and said faintly:

"In addition to that, His Majesty also wants me to tell Lord Marquis something."

"What is it?"

"This matter should not be revealed lightly, Lord Marquis should dismiss those around you." As she spoke, Consort Yang winked at Chen Yuan with her large eyes.

Chen Yuan's eyes flickered:

"You may all retreat for now and wait outside."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

"You too go down. I have important matters to discuss with Lord Marquis." Consort Yang also said to the two palace maids beside her.

"Yes, Consort."

The group left the main hall together and waited in the front room. Chen Yuan waved his hand, and an invisible barrier enveloped the entire hall. Consort Yang stood up and swayed her waist, preparing to pour tea for Chen Yuan. But perhaps carelessly, the tea suddenly spilled on Chen Yuan. She hurriedly took a handkerchief to wipe it, and then accidentally fell into his arms.

"Consort, be careful."

Chen Yuan reached out to support her.

"Thank you, Lord Marquis of Wu'an."

Consort Yang giggled.

"Now that it's just the two of us in the hall, what did His Majesty send you here to do? Why not be frank?"

"Just say it plainly?"

"Then what does Consort want?"

"Hmm… This concubine is feeling a bit unwell today. Can Lord Marquis help me with a diagnosis?"

"This subject obeys."

A long while later…

Under the miraculous needle of the divine physician Dr. Chen, the Consort's discomfort temporarily subsided. Her face was covered in fine sweat from the treatment. The Consort glared at Chen Yuan and took out a handkerchief to gently wipe her face.

During the treatment, Chen Yuan also learned the whole story.

It turned out that Jingtai thought he was unwilling to marry Princess Pingyang because of his previous private feud with Consort Yang. This trip was also to resolve the grudges.

It seemed that Jingtai was doing everything possible to make him completely loyal to the Sima family.

"This concubine can see that His Majesty is truly a bit angry this time. You don't need to care about this concubine's thoughts. Why not marry Pingyang?" Consort Yang sighed softly, resisting in her heart but helpless.

She just didn't know if her clever and capable daughter would still allow Chen Yuan to treat her in the future. Even thinking about it made her feel a bit empty.

"Consort, you don't need to worry about this matter. This Marquis has his own plans."

Chen Yuan comforted Consort Yang.

He wasn't refusing because of her, but sometimes, he couldn't be too clear.

"It's good that you have your own thoughts. This concubine won't bother you any longer, lest outsiders become suspicious." Consort Yang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the discomfort in her body completely suppressed. She bade farewell to Chen Yuan.

"This Marquis will see you off, Consort."

"No… no need."

Consort Yang tidied her makeup and walked toward the outside. But even though she tried to suppress it, from a distance, she still seemed to limp a little.

In the front room, the two palace maids who had been waiting for a long time saw Consort Yang come out and hurriedly stepped forward to bow:

"Consort."

"Yes, this concubine is a little tired."

Consort Yang naturally stretched out her hands, and the two palace maids immediately supported her.

"Consort, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, just an old ailment flared up. Fortunately, Lord Marquis of Wu'an helped. Let's return to the palace. Hmm, remember, don't be gossiping when you get back." Consort Yang said calmly.

With a hint of threat.

"This servant wouldn't dare."

"Let's go."

Consort Yang breathed a sigh of relief. Inadvertently, she saw a small tree, as thick as a bowl, that had just been planted in the Marquis of Wu'an's residence, and her face flushed slightly unnaturally.

She subconsciously thought of something.

Not long after, Consort Yang returned to the palace. But because she was afraid that Jingtai would see something amiss, she didn't go to see him, but simply had someone inform him and returned to Chunhua Palace.

She was preparing to get a good night's sleep.

She had figured it out in the past few days. There was no need to dwell on so many things. Chen Yuan's marriage to Pingyang was indeed more beneficial than harmful, and it would be of great use to his future prospects.

Naturally, she wouldn't try to stop it anymore.

She would be very satisfied if she could maintain the current situation.

It would be best if Ke'er could ascend to the position of Crown Prince and take the throne.

At that time, there would be no need to worry so much. Even if they had secret meetings in the harem, no one would dare to interfere.

After several experiences, she suddenly realized that her heart, which had been silent for many years, seemed to be throbbing once again because of Chen Yuan. She was moved not only emotionally, but also in her heart.

Jingtai was still dealing with official duties in the imperial study. After learning that Consort Yang had returned, but the news she brought was neither good nor bad, he frowned.

The grudges had been resolved, but Chen Yuan had not taken the initiative to reveal whether or not he would marry Pingyang.

This made him feel a bit annoyed.

He decided to follow the idea that Cao Zhengxian had given him. He would personally issue an imperial decree for the marriage at the next grand court assembly. If Chen Yuan still didn't know what was good for him, then he couldn't blame him for suppressing him.

A subject dared to disobey the imperial will, relying on his merits and reputation, ignoring everything. It was conceivable how arrogant he would become in the future when his cultivation and strength increased.

Perhaps he might even become a powerful minister!

Breathing a sigh of relief, Jingtai instructed the eunuch beside him:

"Consort Yang must have been tired after going out of the palace. Have someone make a bowl of green bamboo lotus seed porridge and send it to Chunhua Palace to nourish the Consort and let her rest well."

"This servant obeys."

"Hmph."

After the imperial study was empty, Jingtai snorted coldly.

Marquis of Wu'an's residence.

After watching Consort Yang leave, Chen Yuan continued to cultivate.

Although he was physically and mentally exhausted, he had entered a state of desirelessness and freedom from wants, which allowed him to better eliminate distracting thoughts and completely immerse himself in cultivation. He thought it would be twice as effective.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed.

Chen Yuan in the Sage state cultivated for another night until dawn before opening his eyes. Just as he was about to get up to eat some breakfast to satisfy his appetite, the steward of the Marquis's residence hurried over, panting, and cupped his hands toward Chen Yuan and said:

"Lord Marquis, Lord Marquis."

"What happened?"

"When the guards opened the gate just now, they found someone had attached a jade pendant to the door, and it had a bloody smell. This old servant didn't dare to delay and immediately reported it to you."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan frowned. He hadn't paid much attention to the entire Marquis's residence while he was cultivating. After all, the Marquis's residence that Jingtai had bestowed upon him covered a large area.

Even if he spread out all of his spiritual consciousness, he might not be able to cover the entire Marquis's residence.

Someone using this method to greet him was indeed a bit strange.

Looking at the white jade pendant in his hand, Chen Yuan sniffed it. It did have a faint bloody smell. After thinking about it, he covered the entire jade pendant with his divine sense. This thing was a bit like a message talisman.

He wanted to see who was acting mysteriously.

In a restaurant in the south of the capital city.

Xiang Qianfeng took a sip of the wine in his cup, a hint of coldness escaping from his eyes. He had personally placed the jade talisman on the door of the Marquis of Wu'an's residence this morning.

He had originally thought about using other methods to force Chen Yuan to leave the city, but this kid's movements were too elusive. He couldn't calculate or predict them. Most of the time he was cultivating, and he just wouldn't leave the city.

And he couldn't think of any good methods for the time being.

He had thought about kidnapping Chen Yuan's friends, but it seemed that this person didn't have any friends in the capital, only a few subordinates. But just subordinates wouldn't be enough to make Chen Yuan leave the city.

He had carefully investigated Chen Yuan and knew that he was cold-hearted and prioritized benefits. Don't be fooled by his reputation of being virtuous, most of it was boasting.

Chen Yuan wasn't that noble.

He didn't dare to cause too much commotion in this place, lest something happen.

Just as he was preparing to wait for Chen Yuan to reveal a flaw, the patriarch Xiang Qianqiu, who had previously ignored his revenge, personally sent a message, ordering him to return to the clan within seven days, or else he would bear the consequences.

This made him inexplicably angry, thinking, "It's not your son who died, Xiang Qianqiu, so you don't care at all. I even wanted to make Lingtian the young patriarch!"

But Xiang Qianqiu's strength and dominance were obvious to everyone in the Xiang family. He didn't dare to disobey. In his eagerness, he thought of this simple method.

He wanted to lure Chen Yuan out of the city.

Sometimes, the simpler the method, the more effective it was.

However, Xiang Qianfeng wasn't completely sure that Chen Yuan would fall for it. He could only pray secretly that if he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when the next one would be.

As far as he knew, Chen Yuan had defeated two old Nascent Soul powerhouses from the Sky Patrol Division in just a quarter of an hour a few days ago, and he was in the limelight.

This kind of strength had already made him a little frightened. After all, Chen Yuan had only broken through to the Yang Transformation realm for a month.

If he was given more time to grow, he didn't know who would be hunting who next time.

He murmured in his heart that Chen Yuan must leave the city.

Otherwise, this operation to kill Chen Yuan would have to be put on hold.

Xiang Qianqiu wouldn't allow him to expose the Xiang family's whereabouts. He also didn't know what the reason was for summoning him back, and he said it so strictly.

He could only take the risk!

"Bang!"

He heavily placed the cup in his hand on the table, casually placed a Yuan Crystal, took a deep breath, and took one last look at the direction of the Marquis of Wu'an's residence.

He was preparing to go to the location in the jade talisman to wait.

He would wait for two days. If the other party didn't come, then he would leave.

Marquis of Wu'an's residence.

Chen Yuan's divine sense sank into the jade pendant, and a majestic voice slowly sounded:

"At You hour (5-7 PM) today, forty miles south of the capital, this seat will be waiting for you at the Qingjiang Lake center. It is a matter of great importance, you must come."

'Qingjiang Lake, You hour (5-7 PM), matter of great importance'

Thinking about the voice that sounded in the jade pendant, Chen Yuan frowned and said softly:

"Acting mysteriously!"

If there was really something to discuss, or if they didn't have any hostility towards him, there was no need to be so troublesome. They could just meet at the Marquis's residence, but this person was so complicated, there must be a problem.

Moreover, Chen Yuan didn't have many friends. The only ones he really trusted were those from the Dao God Palace. They all had Heavenly Tomes and could transmit messages over long distances. There was no need for this thing.

Therefore, after a brief thought, he judged that this person was very likely to be an enemy, not a friend.

Luring him out of the city, perhaps there was some kind of plan.

Originally, Chen Yuan was thinking of ignoring it and casually crushing the jade talisman, pretending he didn't know. But suddenly, a strange feeling flashed through his heart.

It made his intention to crush the jade talisman pause.

He hadn't encountered a Son of Destiny for a long time, and according to past experience, Sons of Destiny would meet him either actively or passively.

So, this time… could it be?

Chen Yuan's eyes lit up instantly, and he thought of this possibility.

Although there was only a glimmer of hope, Chen Yuan still didn't want to give up. Otherwise, if this person really possessed Destiny, he would regret it if he missed it.

Go!

Chen Yuan's mind was in turmoil, and he immediately made up his mind.

But he was definitely going, he had to make some preparations first.

After all, this person was luring him out, their strength must be stronger than him, or the methods they had prepared must be stronger than him. Going out rashly would be a bit dangerous.

There was no need for him to take that risk.

His first reaction was to awaken Senior Moro. The other party had been silent for a month, and they should be almost recovered now, right?

As long as Senior Moro was there, he would have great confidence.

"Senior, Senior…"

Chen Yuan's divine sense surged into the Emperor Slaughter Saber, preparing to awaken him.

Of course, if Moro really didn't respond, he wasn't without other methods. This was the capital, and he was one of the Sky Patrol Division's quasi-high-level members.

He could definitely bring a few Sky Patrol Division envoys out together.

At worst, they would gang up on that guy. As long as it wasn't a True Monarch, no one could turn the sky upside down.

It was just a last resort. The matter of Destiny was of great importance and should not be noticed by others. Moreover, if the other party was really a friend and not an enemy, it wouldn't be appropriate.

He also had some friendship with the old Taoist Tianxu of the Qingyun Temple. Asking him for help shouldn't be too difficult, but this was a middle ground. Whether or not the old man was trustworthy was still to be determined.

He might also see his abnormality.

It would be best if Asura True Monarch went online and solved everything.

Before long, just as Chen Yuan was about to give up and think about whether to use the middle or last resort, the Emperor Slaughter Saber finally changed, emitting a faint light.

"What is it?"

Moro's state seemed to be a bit wrong. The reply was very indifferent.

Chen Yuan pondered for a moment and still told the truth, hoping to borrow some strength, but judging from this appearance, Senior Moro should be in the Demonic form.

"Don't disturb my cultivation, the power is yours."

Moro's indifferent voice sounded, and a glimmer of dark light rose from the Emperor Slaughter Saber and fell on Chen Yuan's brow, forming a deep, strange divine rune, but it quickly hid into his flesh and disappeared without a trace.

"Thank you, Senior."

Chen Yuan immediately thanked him.

But Moro ignored him and fell silent again.

Touching his forehead, feeling the power sealed within, Chen Yuan estimated that even if a True Monarch powerhouse came, he might not be without the power to fight.

Tsk… Destiny, I hope it's you!

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Seeking Monthly Tickets!

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