Nation-Guarding Divine Sword

"Who is Xu Qian?" Mu Nanzhi asked curiously. From the conversation between Richard and Lin Feng, she keenly sensed that this person seemed to be very important.

These fellow Daoists, including Luo Yuheng, don't even take Emperor Yuanjing seriously, yet they're paying attention to someone they've never heard of. This person must be extraordinary.

Moreover, judging from Lin Feng's tone, it seems that in the future, Luo Yuheng and she herself will have some interaction with this Xu Qian?

"Xu Qian, your future husband," Luo Yuheng teased.

Lin Feng looked at her, thinking to himself: Isn't he also your future husband?

Luo Yuheng had no idea what he was thinking.

Mu Nanzhi just smiled when she heard her words, assuming she was joking.

How could a palace concubine like her possibly find a husband?

Seeing that Mu Nanzhi didn't believe him, Luo Yuheng didn't explain. Who could say what would happen in the future? Mu Nanzhi had already started cultivating, and she wouldn't become the Princess Consort of Zhenbei. It seemed that she and Xu Qian were not destined to be together.

"Alright, I'll put it back." Seeing that the Supervisor's divine sense was constantly monitoring the area, fearing they might take the Shenshu Right Arm away, Richard was speechless. They really didn't need this thing.

He casually placed Shenshu arm back into the sealed area at the bottom of the lake. Only then did the Supervisor withdraw his divine sense.

Richard then retrieved the Nation-Guarding Divine Sword. With a casual scoop, he retrieved the Nation-Guarding Divine Sword located in the royal temple in the center of the lake.

This sword has been enshrined by generations of royalty and now possesses considerable spiritual power. It cannot be used by anyone other than members of the royal bloodline, making it a veritable Divine Artifact for identifying bloodlines.

After Richard retrieved the Nation-Guarding Divine Sword, he realized that Richard did not have royal blood. So he struggled desperately, but Richard's hand did not budge and he could not break free no matter how hard he struggled.

"Quiet!" Richard shouted, his mental pressure bearing down on the Nation-Guarding Divine Sword.

The Nation-Guarding Divine Sword fell silent instantly, as if struck by lightning.

Seeing that the Nation-Guarding Divine Sword had stopped resisting, Richard nodded in satisfaction.

Thanks to the care and support of successive generations of royal family members, this sword has developed quite well and possesses a remarkable spiritual quality.

Although its quality is not as good as a common Low-level Divine Artifact in the Coiling Dragon World, its spirituality is much higher than that of the High-level Divine Artifact in his hands that he has not enlightened, so it is quite remarkable.

"This sword? Is Master going to give us another sister?" Qinglin asked, looking at the Nation-Guarding Divine Sword in his hand.

"How could that be? Do you really think I can conjure up any weapon?" Richard shook his head with a smile.

"But this sword is very spiritual; with just a little guidance from its master, it can be imbued with a sword spirit," Qinglin said.

"So what? There are plenty of swords with sufficient spiritual energy in Heavens and Myriad Worlds. I can't possibly enlighten them all, can I?"

"Why should I enlighten someone else's sword?" This would give him a feeling of committing a crime.

"Then why is the master looking at this thing?" Qinglin asked, puzzled.

"Since we're already here, we might as well take a look around," Richard said.

"That's right, we're already here." Lin Feng chimed in.

"Oh, someone's here." Xia Mi turned her head to look in the other direction.

A woman dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a beautiful and refined appearance, and a noble and aloof demeanor, walked over quickly.

He was followed by a large retinue.

"That's Princess Huaiqing. I wonder what she's doing here," Luo Yuheng said, following her gaze.

"She's here to help Emperor Yuanjing persuade us to leave; this isn't a place for outsiders," Richard said meaningfully.

Before long, Huaiqing arrived in front of the group.

She looked at the crowd; these people, whose relationship with the National Preceptor was unknown and whose origins were unknown, were not to be trifled with.

The focus is on Lin Feng, Ice Empress, and Xiao Yao.

Clearly, this person was also aware of the commotion Lin Feng and his group had caused in Capital City.

They also knew that Ice Empress and Xiao Yao were suspected to be high-level cultivators, and that they absolutely could not provoke them.

As for Lin Feng, he didn't reveal much, so outsiders didn't know the extent of his strength.

"Huaiqing greets the National Preceptor and all of you." Huaiqing was the first to bow to everyone.

"You're too kind, Princess," Luo Yuheng replied.

As for the others, they greeted her in twos and threes, while some, like the Spirit Emperor, simply ignored her.

To her, Huaiqing was just a princess of an ordinary dynasty, not worth her serious attention.

Apart from the Spirit Emperor, the others were quite respectful in returning the greetings, at least nodding in acknowledgment.

"How dare you, you barbarians, don't you know any rules?" Before Huaiqing could speak, the eunuch behind her shouted.

Well, poor Huaiqing. This eunuch is one of Emperor Yuanjing's men. Sending him along with Huaiqing was Emperor Yuanjing's way of testing everyone's reaction.

"Shut up first, we'll talk after we've finished." Xia Mi glanced at him indifferently, then ignored him.

But after Xia Mi glanced at him, the eunuch became obedient, not uttering a single word, and shrank behind Huai Qing.

This wasn't because the guy was scared or anything; it was simply that Xia Mi couldn't stand the pretentious and face-slapping moment, so she forcibly controlled the eunuch.

This guy is currently being controlled by Xia Mi and can't utter a single word.

Huaiqing looked at him with suspicion. She remembered what kind of person this old eunuch was. Why was he so quiet today?

But she didn't care. Let it be quiet. She wanted some peace and quiet to talk things over anyway.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault for not disciplining him properly, which is why this guy has disturbed everyone," Huaiqing apologized to the group.

This group of people doesn't even respect the Emperor. They won't hesitate to deal with the Imperial Guards and the thugs guarding the Imperial City.

Thinking you can intimidate these people with just a title like "princess" is wishful thinking.

Therefore, it's better to take a friendly approach. Although it may not necessarily win these people over to work for you, at least you won't offend them.

"It's nothing, Princess. What brings you here?" Luo Yuheng stepped forward.

As for Princess Huaiqing, everyone tacitly agreed to let her handle the matter.

After all, this is her world, so of course it's her responsibility to handle it.

"This is... the Sword of National Protection?" Huaiqing was about to speak when he saw the sword in Richard's hand.

As a member of the royal family, how could she not recognize her own family's divine sword?

She looked at Richard in astonishment. These people had actually gotten their hands on the national treasure sword?

"Excuse me, could you please return the Zhenguo Sword to me?" Huaiqing didn't know who Richard was, but he absolutely couldn't allow the Nation-Guarding Divine Sword to fall into the wrong hands.

So she nervously asked Richard for his help. She knew, of course, that this might anger the people opposite them, including the National Preceptor.

But the Nation-Guarding Divine Sword must not be lost.

If things really turn sour, she'll probably be the first one sacrificed by the other side.

Huaiqing cursed inwardly, "What kind of mess is this?"

And the National Preceptor —does he truly not care about the Great Feng at all? This is the Great Feng's national Divine Artifact; how can he allow outsiders to take it away?