Xuanxia

Chapter 787 Temptation
Yuan Zizhen got the Sword of Benevolence.

Countless people in the martial arts world were cheering and waving their arms, but at the same time, there was deep envy and jealousy in their eyes.

No one would not be jealous.

They felt the power of the divine sword and knew that what Fu Qingzhou said was true. The divine sword... was really the divine sword!

Yuan Zizhen, holding the sword of benevolence high, seemed to have turned into a god under the sunlight, but the light was not dazzling, just dazzling.

"He actually got the sword."

King Xishuo, who had just walked out of the small building, saw this scene. His eyes were slightly hot and he looked at Zhao Xia beside him.

"The method Mr. Jiang gave is really effective." Zhao Xia smiled softly and said, "Uncle, the ritual sword is already in your pocket."

"Haha." King Xishuo laughed and said, "That method was originally meant for Zizhen. I, the king, cannot use it."

He spoke lightly, but Zhao Xia's breathing tightened. She knew she had said the wrong thing.

"of course."

She lowered her head quickly: "The ceremonial sword should have belonged to you, uncle. If you come on stage now, you can easily take it away."

King Xishuo didn't seem to care. He just smiled calmly again and walked forward slowly: "There's no rush. Apart from me, no one else here can get this sword... Let's have some fun with the people today."

As he spoke, he actually walked leisurely towards the crowd.

All those large groups of people in the martial arts world had their eyes on the stage, so naturally they wouldn't notice him.

A drop of sweat dripped down Zhao Xia's forehead.

She could see that although King Xishuo was very unhappy because of Fu Qingzhou's breach of promise and his nonsense, his mood obviously improved when Yuan Zizheng obtained the Sword of Benevolence.

She wasn't the only one who noticed this.

No one noticed that two secret envoys from Mingjian Pavilion were whispering to each other not far away.

"The emperor seems very happy."

Zhao Yuan said with a sigh, "It is very important for Yuan Aiqing to get the sword of benevolence."

Zhao Hao beside him sighed.

"Don't always look so complaining." Zhao Yuan glared at him and said, "You'll go up there too in a bit."

"Who?"

Zhao Hao's eyes widened suddenly: "Me?"

"Yes." Zhao Yuan grinned and said, "Don't you want to try it?"

Zhao Hao laughed: "Are you kidding? Can I use the sword of courtesy or the sword of wisdom? And if my father sees me, he will definitely kill me, right?"

Zhao Yuan raised an eyebrow: "You don't think that you can still go back to the deep love between father and son now, do you?"

Zhao Hao was stunned and fell silent again.

"If you are told to go up, then go up."

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Just treat this as an order."

Zhao Hao curled his lips helplessly: "What's the point? What's more, I'm not even at the seventh level. If I go up there and show my face, make a fool of myself, expose myself, and then step down? There's no point at all..."

"Choose the ceremonial sword. I think you made a good choice." Zhao Yuan suddenly interrupted him and said with a smile, "By the way, you have to tell it."

"what?"

Zhao Hao was stunned: "Tell who?"

"Tell Li Jian." Zhao Yuan winked at him, "Tell it why it chose you."

Zhao Hao also blinked, as if he understood something.

"Don't go now." Zhao Yuan said with a smile: "Wait a minute, I'll let you go, then go."

On the other side, Yuan Zizheng finally walked down the platform amid cheers.

He was dignified and looked as if he were in spring breeze. The strange awe he had felt for Fu Qingzhou's "unfathomable" nature had completely disappeared at this moment.

He walked back to his daughter with the sword of benevolence in his hand and a smile on his face.

"I'm sorry, Rong'er."

Yuan Zizhen smiled at his daughter and said, "This was originally prepared for you, but I... took it anyway."

"It's okay, father." His daughter lowered her head and said softly, "This should have been yours." Yuan Zizheng reached out and gently stroked his daughter's head.

"Do not be sad."

He said softly, "Later, I will give you the Sword of Virtue."

……

"As you can see, the Sword of Benevolence has been acquired."

On the stage, Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "Although Lord Yuan is not a man of the underworld, he is the governor of Fuhe Province and a second-rank official of Dayan. He is known for his benevolence and chivalry. Not long ago, a flood broke out in Fuhe Province. Lord Yuan personally went to the disaster area to help the victims. He worked hard and worried about it, and stayed up day and night. This trip and this action are known to the world."

"Now that Lord Yuan has become the Master of the Sword of Benevolence, he is the popular choice!"

“No matter who the final leader of Xuan League is, Dayan now has a new benevolent sword master!”

He spread his arms and said loudly: "I also believe that the masters of the Sword of Wisdom and the Sword of Courtesy are among you!"

"Dear friends, dear heroes, dear seniors, you are now very likely the sword master."

Fu Qingzhou smiled and said, "We are all waiting for you."

His words were full of temptation, and countless people's breathing became rapid, as if they could be blown into gusts of wind.

If it was before, perhaps there would not have been such an effect.

But they all saw it, saw Yuan Zizhen, saw Ren Jian!

"I am willing to give it a try!"

The next moment, a beam of white light rose from the crowd and landed on the stage with incredible stability, transforming into the figure of Baihe Zhenren.

Fu Qingzhou smiled and bowed slightly to Master Baihe: "Senior Baihe."

"Is there anyone here who doesn't recognize me?"

Master Baihe turned around and looked down at everyone arrogantly: "Do you need me to introduce you?"

Countless people in the audience laughed awkwardly as if they had agreed to do so.

The most famous lady in the world... who dares not recognize you?

Ever since the demise of the True Immortal Palace, the Ziqi Xianfeng Temple has become the leader of the Taoist sects in the world, but... their reputation has always been not very good.

The source of the bad news is Master Baihe.

She is too fierce and cruel.

Ever since she became the abbot, anyone who offended the Ziqi Xianfeng Temple never had a good ending.

Evil people? Torture them to death and hang them on the city wall for public display!
Good guy? How could a good guy conflict with our disciples? It must be your problem. No matter what, make trouble!

More than ten years before Fu Qingzhou set foot in the martial arts world, Master Baihe had single-handedly lowered the reputation of the entire Taoist sect by an unknown amount...

Although the Jinchan Temple is more powerful than the Ziqixianfeng Temple, the two Buddhist and Taoist sects have always had a "good relationship" and do not have too many disputes on the surface, and no one can control her.

It was not until the rise of the Wulin Alliance and the emergence of Jiang Baichuan, who was "invincible under the Xuanxing", that Bai Hezhen began to restrain himself a little.

Who doesn't know this kind of person?
Even many people here have been punished by her or her fellow sisters and disciples.

"I want to try the sword of wisdom."

Seeing the embarrassment of countless people in the audience, Master Baihe looked at Fu Qingzhou with a satisfied smile on his face: "Back then, my master was the Master of the Sword of Wisdom, so I guess I can do it too."

Fu Qingzhou met her eyes, his gaze as calm as water: "Of course, please."

Master Baihe smiled and walked towards Zhijian.

At the same time, King Xishuo, who had been smiling in the audience, stopped smiling.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to say or do something to Zhao Xia beside him.

But it was too late.

The next moment, a figure in a black long dress gently landed on the stage.

She stretched out her hand and grabbed the wrist of Master Baihe as he stretched out towards the sword of wisdom.

"Baihe, I want to try it before you."

(End of this chapter)