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n799 Guesses in My Heart

nGuesses in My Heart

nActually, it didn’t matter who won or lost in the pill refinement competition.

nHe Chuan wanted to determine if his guess was true!

nThe competition time passed in the blink of an eye, and three days quietly slipped away from their fingertips!

nAlthough what Xing Tunyue said earlier was reasonable and sincere, it was still a pity that it was all but a moving speeches.

nBut in fact, everyone did not feel much.

nHowever, the latter part of the sentence couldn’t help but shiver. Thinking about it was extremely terrifying!

nWhat kind of person was Master Sheng Kang?

nHe was a well-known Pill Dao grandmaster, a publicly acknowledged Pill Dao master.

nEven if he was also a middle-rank Treasure Pill Master, his attainments in the Pill Dao were definitely more than a thousand times greater than Xing Tunyue’s.

nIt was precisely because of this that Master Sheng Kang had enough confidence to ignore the overlord of the border country and not take the Illusion Realm martial artists seriously.

nSuch a proud and aloof person was actually respectful to He Chuan at this moment!

nWhat right did he have for Master Sheng Kang to treat him with such courtesy?

nThe answer was obvious!

nThe world was vast and boundless. Although there were five continents, it was boundless.

nFrom ancient times until now, countless martial artists have dreamed of traveling the world, but in the end, they disappeared.

nThere was also the vast universe.

nTo any martial artist, it had a great temptation, and they all yearned for it.

nCould He Chuan really do it?

n“He Chuan?” A faint voice suddenly sounded.

n“Zhang Yaodong!” He Chuan raised his head when he heard that. Zhang Yaodong was sitting in the hall.

n“How can you call His Majesty’s name directly?” Liu Pei scolded sternly.

n“In just half a year, he destroyed the academy, killed the Chu Emperor, cleansed the court, and supported the new emperor.”

n“He’s famous in the Eastern Barren Territory.”

nZhang Yaodong shouted at Liu Pei to retreat, then looked at He Chuan.

n“Now that the Buddhist Kingdom had openly set up an arena in front of the Imperial Palace to provoke them, it was a great humiliation for Great Zhao.”

n“If he couldn’t deal with it as soon as possible, Great Zhao would be in chaos.”

n“At that time, the royal power of the clan would be unstable. Would the nobles of Great Zhao still be able to be as carefree and self-indulgent as before?”

n“After all these years of tolerance and accommodation, the Sui and An Families had long forgotten that they were from Great Zhao!”

nAn Kun and Sui Jun hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed in fear.

n“Go back and tell Sui Ren and An Qian that if no one defeats the Buddhist Kingdom today, I guarantee Great Zhao will no longer have the Sui and An surnames!”

nZhang Yaodong laughed in anger.

nGreat Zhao no longer had the Sui and An surnames.

nThis was to break the three-legged situation!

nSui Jun and An Kun were both shocked and looked up at Zhang Yaodong.

nWhy did the usually kind and weak Emperor become so unyielding today?

nAlthough the Zhang family was the imperial family of Great Zhao, in reality, their true strength could not compare to the Sui and An families.

nIf they really dared to fall out with Great Zhao, Great Zhao would definitely be annihilated without the Sui and An Families!

n“Bring back my words truthfully!” Zhang Yaodong didn’t give up. He turned around and said coldly.

nSui Jun and An Kun wanted to say something but hesitated. In the end, they left respectfully.

n“Imperial Father just warned this son to learn to endure? Why did he suddenly want to fall out with the Sui and An Families now?” Zhang Changlong could not help but exclaim in shock as soon as the two of them left.

n“Do you really think that Sui Jun and An Kun are here to complain in my stead?” Zhang Yaodong snarled.

n“All of them only cared about their own interests and families, and they did not care about Great Zhao’s safety. If I did not put pressure on them, the situation would probably not be resolved today.”

nThey were here to test Zhang Yaodong’s attitude and force him to make a choice.

nWas he on the Sui Family’s or An Family’s side?

nThe Teng Sword Sect and the Sword Sect were both mentioned by them. Wasn’t the meaning obvious?

nThey were telling Zhang Yaodong that the two sects were going to fight and that the emperor had to make a choice.

nIf his guess were correct, there would definitely be a great battle between the Teng Sword Sect and the Sword Sect.

n“The arrival of Sui Jun and An Kun was to make him make a choice while the Buddhist Kingdom was setting up the arena.”

nZhang Changlong couldn’t help but recall the conversation between Sui Jun and An Kun.

nAlthough there were some differences, the general meaning was the same. They were indeed using their backers to suppress the royal family.

nHe didn’t see it, nor did he notice it!

nIf that was really the case, what was his father planning?

nNaturally, he would deal with whatever came his way.

n“Since they want to shed all pretense of cordiality, the Zhang royal family has endured for so many years. It’s time for them to show their fangs!” Zhang Yaodong said coldly.

n“Father is wise!” Hearing this, Zhang Changlong immediately understood that Great Zhao was about to face a bloody storm. He hurriedly cupped his hands.

nUnfortunately, his plan to divert the trouble from the Buddhist Kingdom to the East was foiled.

nZhang Yaodong sighed slowly.

nAfter going around in circles, he still needed to rely on himself in the face of the Buddhist Kingdom’s crisis!

n“Father, look! He Chuan seems to be on stage!” Zhang Changlong nodded when he heard that. However, from the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw a white figure appear on the stage in the distance.

nIn front of the arena.

n“It’s coming, it’s coming. Someone else is going up on stage!”

n“This person’s childishness hasn’t faded. He doesn’t look like he’s grown up yet?”

n“You dare to go on stage before you’re even an adult. You’re really a newborn calf that’s not afraid of tigers!”

nHe Chuan, who was dressed in white, slowly walked towards the arena. He immediately attracted the attention of all the onlookers and instantly started discussing.

nHowever, He Chuan’s appearance was young and tender. In the eyes of everyone, they naturally did not have any hope.

nHe didn’t even have the desire to watch the show!

n“A few days ago, when the Little Immortal Doctor challenged the Little Pill God in the Eight Treasures Pavilion, it seemed like this person spoke out for justice and exposed the Little Immortal Doctor’s scheme in public, helping the Little Pill God win!” Some of the warriors who had watched the Eight Treasures Pavilion competition a few days ago suddenly exclaimed.

nHowever, even though he had some achievements in alchemy, the little monk was competing in martial arts!

nPerhaps not only was his alchemy attainments extremely high, but he was also quite talented in martial arts.

nAs the few of them shouted, the spectators who had originally not held any hope suddenly became interested and looked at the arena in unison.

n“My friend, your courage is commendable, but you need to act according to your abilities. Not only will Primordial Realm cultivators not be able to break through the divine body technique, but they’ll also suffer a backlash!” The young monk, who had just put on his monk robe and had yet to tie his belt, hurriedly put his hands together and bowed.

n“Actually, I really want to know one thing. Will it appear in the real world?” He Chuan stood still on the stage and looked at the polite little monk as he spoke indifferently.

nWhat was the purpose of reincarnation?

nWho was the mastermind?

nHe Chuan did not return to the real world in the end because he wanted to confirm his guess!

nWould he be able to break free?

n“One move is enough!”

nThe crowd below the stage was in an uproar!

nHe Chuan was thin but hadn’t reached the peak yet, so he didn’t have the demeanor of an expert.

nHis bold words caused everyone to mock and laugh.

nHe thought that there would be a good show to watch, but he did not expect it to be another person fishing for fame!

nAlthough he had shown his talents in the Eight Treasures Pavilion a few days ago, a pill technique competition was far from a martial arts competition!

nPill Dao was obscure and difficult to understand, but with the teachings of a good teacher, becoming a talent was not difficult.

nHowever, martial arts were very different. No matter how talented one was, they needed enough time to cultivate, accumulate, and experience.

nEven if He Chuan started cultivating in his mother’s womb, it had only been a dozen years.

nNo matter how talented he was, how capable could he be? At most, he would step into martial arts!

nHe had stepped into the martial path at the tender age of twenty. Although his talent was not bad compared to the Western Desert monk, there was still a world of difference!

nDoubtful voices soon sounded in the crowd.

nHowever, He Chuan’s expression was calm. He had experienced too many reincarnations. Such a small matter could not make his emotions fluctuate at all.

nMoreover, he had suddenly risen to prominence. Wherever he went, he had never been questioned.

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