Chapter 68

he snorted coldly.

"It's all Zhang Sanfeng's fault!"

"How dare he defy My imperial decree!"

"One day, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life!!"

At these words.

Wei Jinzhong, who had been hiding in a corner, immediately twitched his eyelid.

He hurriedly stepped forward and advised.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"

"Right now, Zhang Zhenren has already joined the Qinglong Society."

"Unless absolutely necessary, you must not offend him!"

"The pressing matter at hand is still to eliminate Zhu Wushi as soon as possible and seize full authority!"

If one were to say.

that Zhang Sanfeng was merely a cause for wariness.

then.

regarding the Qinglong Society, he was terrified!

Although the Qinglong Society had only revealed the tip of the iceberg so far.

just from Yuan Emperor Tie Muzhen's reaction to the Qinglong Society, one could well judge the whole by a part and glimpse the full picture!

Even the Great Yuan Imperial Court, ranked second in national power across the Nine Provinces, did not dare to directly make a move against the Qinglong Society.

Let alone the relatively weaker Great Ming Imperial Court?!

Hearing these words.

Zhu Houzhao's face darkened.

Although it was the plain truth.

no matter how he heard it, it grated on him!

But after recalling Ximen Wudi's terrifying strength.

a wave of helplessness washed over him again.

In the end.

he could only let out a long sigh and stop overthinking.

Great Tang, Fengxuan Pavilion.

"Congratulations, National Preceptor, on finally no longer needing to wear a mask."

Wu Zetian lazily stretched and parted her vermilion lips to say.

There was not the slightest hint in her tone of asking him for a pill.

Even though the Zhu Yan Ci Jing Pill also had the effect of preserving one's youthful appearance.

she understood in her heart.

that with Yuan Tiangang's strength, he still had not recovered his appearance to this day.

One could well imagine how severe his previous injuries had been.

If she were to ask for it, what would he have left to recover with?

On the contrary.

besides the Zhu Yan Ci Jing Pill, she could still count on the Bright Jade Art!

Moreover, there were surely other arts or spiritual medicines across the Nine Provinces that could preserve one's appearance.

Thus.

rather than asking for it and leaving a thorn in his heart.

it was better to take the chance to win his loyalty.

Yuan Tiangang's body trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at her.

Even though he understood her intentions in his heart.

he still could not help but feel a warm surge in his chest.

He bowed slightly and said gratefully.

"Many thanks, Your Majesty!"

"It's nothing."

Wu Zetian waved her hand dismissively.

Great Sui, Imperial Study.

'It seems this Qinglong Society Grand Dragon Head is even more terrifying than I had anticipated!'

'If cooperation can be reached, what do mere noble clans and Fomen have to fear from Me?!'

Yang Guang thoughtfully murmured these two lines silently in his heart.

Then his expression turned solemn, and he spoke out calmly.

"Have you received any reply from the Qinglong Society?"

The moment his words fell.

a man in black instantly appeared in the room.

He dropped to one knee and replied in a low voice.

"This subordinate is incompetent; we have not been able to contact them yet."

"A bunch of useless trash!"

A faint anger flickered across Yang Guang's face.

His expression went cold, and he let out a heavy snort.

"Step up the effort!"

"I don't care what methods you use — you must contact them as soon as possible!"

"Otherwise, you needn't bother coming back!"

The black-clad man's whole body trembled.

His head, already lowered, drooped even further.

Yet his mouth did not forget to reply.

"As Your Majesty commands!"

Great Song, within the imperial palace.

He took in the contents of the Heavenly Dao Golden List with his own eyes.

Zhao Ji clicked his tongue, a flicker of envy flashing through his gaze.

But it vanished in an instant.

As the old saying goes.

Falling short of those above, yet ahead of those below.

Although compared to the still-unrevealed Great Qin, and the already-revealed Great Yuan and Great Tang.

The Great Song's National Preceptor's strength was indeed weaker by more than a measure.

But on the other hand.

No matter what, they were still stronger than Great Han, Great Sui, Great Ming, and Great Qing, which had no National Preceptor at all!

A comfort that barely counted as comfort!

Great Song, Yunzhou Shaolin Temple.

"Amitabha, Buddha be praised."

"Fortunately, the Qinglong Society did not come to trouble our Shaolin."

"Otherwise, even if we were to invite those few out, I fear it would have been of no avail."

Abbot Xuan Ci chanted a Buddhist invocation.

On his old face, ever one of compassion for all living things.