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"Your Excellency, the other four Dynasties and three sects are constantly asking about the incident in the Royal City. They've sent multiple envoys demanding explanations about the mysterious figure and State Preceptor Qi Ye's disappearance. Also a Deputy Lord of the Demonic Allience has come,"

Eunuch Fu He spoke grimly, his wrinkled face showing deep concern as he spoke.

Sitting on the dragon throne, Emperor Ji Chunqiu was frowning deeply.

He was wearing five-clawed Dragon robes, embroidered with golden threads.

Upon his head sat a magnificent crown adorned with nine pearls, each emitting a soft spiritual light.

And above the throne, a tripod the size of a lotus flower floated in mid-air, suspended by invisible forces!

The tripod was deep green, its surface covered with mysterious Runes.

It emitted a mysterious aura that permeated the entire Imperial Court, causing all the ministers in the Imperial Court not dare to look at the Emperor directly.

This was the aura of Qi Fortune, the blessing of the "Heaven" upon the Dynasty!

A tiny golden dragon was circling the tripod, its translucent body leaving trails of golden light as it moved.

This was the manifestation of Qi Fortune of the Dynasty's hundreds of years of rule over this land.

Yes, only few hundreds of years!

Because after every thousand years, the Qi Fortune Tripod needed to be sent back to the Imperial Family of the Central Continent as an offering!

In fact, this tripod was just a part of Heaven-Sealing Tripod of the Central Continent's Human Race's Imperial Family.

At this moment, hearing the eunuch Fu He's report, the ministers of the Imperial Court's faces turned ugly.

Emperor Ji Chunqiu's eyes turned cold, "Those bastard…! It has been thousands of years since a Ruler Realm cultivator had died, not because of lifespan limit, but was killed. Sigh… For now, just ignore them."

Crown Prince Ji Liuyun suddenly spoke, "Father Emperor, is there any response from the Central Continent?"

He was sitting one step below the Emperor, his expression solemn yet composed, showing the dignity expected of the future ruler.

Emperor Ji Chunqiu shook his head.

The ministers began to murmur among themselves, their nervous voices filling the grand hall.

To the Emperor's left side, a young man with blood-red hair sat one step below.

This was Seventh Prince Ji Hongxue, also known as Blood Devil!

His crimson eyes flashed with excitement as he leaned forward, completely ignoring the ongoing discussion, "Imperial Father, where is he?"

Looking at this son, Emperor Ji Chunqiu's lips curved up subtly with pride, and he was about to reply when the wooden door of the Imperial Court slowly opened!

The commander of the Imperial guards entered first, bowing deeply before announcing, "Your Majesty, the guests you summoned have arrived."

Emperor Ji Chunqiu nodded, indicating that they could enter. He then suppressed the Qi Fortune Tripod.

The next moment,

Lucian and his women entered the Imperial Court, led by the commander of the Imperial guards.

Eris walked gracefully beside him, while Iris and Sylvia followed closely behind. Nysa trailed at the back, her eyes vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Lucian's expression was calm as he looked around the Imperial Court.

His gaze swept across the ministers before settling on the Emperor.

Lucian could sense that while the Emperor's power seemed deep and mysterious, it didn't have the same aura as the late Qi Ye.

This meant the Emperor was not a Ruler Realm cultivator.

But abruptly, his breathing quickened as his gaze fell on the floating tripod above the Emperor's throne!

"This.. this…! A Qi Fortune treasure! If I can obtain it and absorb the Qi Fortune contained in it... I'm sure the number of my Fate Strands will reach an unprecedented number! I must think of a way to get it…"

This thought involuntarily flashed through his mind like an instinct.

But he could only suppress these thoughts now as he performed a fist salute, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

Though neither he nor his women knelt or bowed, no one dared to speak a word.

Emperor Ji Chunqiu cursed inwardly and asked directly, "Young man, can you tell this Emperor what happened yesterday?"

Sensing the subtle wariness, Lucian chuckled inwardly. He had a feeling that the Emperor would be cautious towards him. And now he was sure of it.

But that didn't mean he would act rashly.

Lucian nodded and began to explain what had happened.

Of course, he didn't say anything about the relationship between Eris and Qi Ye, the State Preceptor suppressing them, or the reason behind the appearance of the demonic god.

"Yesterday, Master Qi Ye invited us to his palace to discuss some matters regarding the Tribulation Realm," Lucian spoke calmly, his voice echoing through the silent hall.

Iris stood beside him, her purple hair flowing down her back like a waterfall.

She maintained her composure, though her eyes occasionally darted toward the Seventh Prince, whose lustful gaze made her uncomfortable.

Lucian of course noticed it. So he calmly stood between Iris and Ji Hongxue, his crimson eyes meeting the Seventh Prince's lustful gaze.

Though his face remained calm, a cold killing intent flickered in his eyes for just an instant before disappearing.

Ji Hongxue snorted but didn't continue his attempt to look at Iris.

Instead, he leaned back in his seat, his crimson eyes now focused on Lucian with a mixture of curiosity and contempt.

After half an incense stick of time,

"We're only alive because of Master Qi Ye. He used his unparalleled cultivation to safeguard us," Lucian's eyes became wet, with tears about to fall!

"May the heavens bless his noble soul! Without his protection, we would have died along with him. Such a selfless act..." Eris swiped away her tears.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Ji Chunqiu's lips twitched!

He already knew he wouldn't get anything useful from them.

Yet, he still wanted to try, hoping Lucian might accidentally reveal something about the Outside or that mysterious cultivator watching over him.

But,

'Sigh…'

"Very well... Given the current situation, the Royal City might be dangerous for you people. So this Emperor suggest you stay in one of our palaces until the Tribulation Realm opens," The Emperor said calmly.

Emperor Ji Chunqiu turned to Commander Han Yu, "Please escort our guests to the western palace and make sure they have everything they need."

Commander Han Yu bowed deeply and immediately asked Lucian and his group to follow him. "This way, honored guests."

Lucian nodded 'respectfully' to the Emperor before following the commander out of the Imperial Court.

As soon as the door was closed, Crown Prince Ji Liuyun snorted with a dissatisfied voice, "He's too arrogant. If not for the unfathomable person protecting him, I wouldn't even share the same air as him."

"Don't speak such things casually," Empress Ji Chunqiu sternly rebuked, his hand slamming onto the armrest of the throne.

The Crown Prince body trembled as he lowered his head, "This son was wrong. Please forgive me, Imperial Father."

"Father Emperor, should we continue with our original plan regarding the Tribulation Realm?" Suddenly Ji Hongxue asked.

Emperor Ji Chunqiu nodded, "Of course. The appearance of this white-haired youth doesn't cross our path."

…

Meanwhile, as Lucian and his group was halfway towards the western palace, they passed through a long corridor adorned with ancient paintings of dragons and phoenixes.

The commander walked ahead, his back straight as a spear.

Suddenly,

"Get out of my way, filthy commoners…"