937: C937 Ningyang Wind(part I)

C937 Ningyang Wind(part I)

"Please take a seat." Si Yunhong said respectfully to Qin Yun.

"No need, just take a seat."

As Qin Yun spoke, he walked to the closest seat and sat down. As for Si Yunhong, she stood respectfully by his side.

"I presume that you have already cultivated the Ling Yun Technique." Qin Yun went straight to the point.

"Yes, benefactor." Si Yun Hong replied.

"Ugh …" "It's better not to call him benefactor, it sounds awkward. Call him mister." Qin Yun said with a frown.

"Sir." Si Yun Hong said respectfully.

"Seems like your Cultivation is about to reach the intermediate realm and a demigod. Have you ever comprehended the true meaning?" Qin Yun continued asking Si Yunhong.

"Mister, Si Yunhong's talent is so dull that he has yet to comprehend any true meaning." Si Yun Hong replied.

"This place shouldn't be too far from the Red Cloud Mountain, why don't you go take the trial at the Red Cloud Mountain?" Maybe I can comprehend the true meaning that belongs to me in this trial. " Qin Yun said thoughtfully.

"A person can only go to the Red Cloud Mountain once in his life. Moreover, the life and death of the Red Cloud Mountain is unknown. I can't leave such a big Ling Tian Palace behind." Si Yun Hong said with a serious expression.

After hearing what Si Yunhong said, Qin Yun could understand her difficulties. If she left, the entire Lingtian Palace would be without a leader. Furthermore, the disciples of Lingtian Palace were beautiful women, so they would definitely become the target of public criticism.

Although this Si Yun Hong was a little shrewd, she was willing to rebuild the Ling Tian Palace. From the words she said just now, it could be seen that she was relatively responsible for her own power.

Therefore, Qin Yun's opinion of her had changed slightly.

"Since Ling Yun is in your hands, I hope you won't disappoint Senior Qiu Bai's expectations." Qin Yun said seriously.

"Si Yunhong will remember your teachings." As Si Yun Hong said this, she was about to kneel down.

"Hurry and get up, I'm speaking on behalf of Senior Qiu Bai." The power of the Dragon God gushed out from Qin Yun's hand and held onto Si Yunhong's body.

"Swish!" With a sound, a light flashed in Qin Yun's hand. A black-armored Bai Ling appeared beside him with a dragon sword in his hand.

"Master." Bai Ling said respectfully to Qin Yun.

Si Yunhong could sense the aura exuding from Bai Ling's body and knew that this was an alchemy creature that was guarding the entrance to the Floating Cloud Palace.

"These are the things left behind by Senior Qiu Bai. Just keep them and guard Ling Tian Palace. They can be considered to have returned to their rightful owners." Qin Yun said to Si Yun Hong.

Even though the Cultivation of Bai Ling, an alchemist, was only at the semi-sage level, it had the advantage of being indestructible and being absolutely obedient. It could complete missions that even Saint Rankers would not be able to complete and could be used to guard Ling Tian Palace.

"Thank you, sir." Si Yun Hong's face lit up and then continued, "Mister, please rest in Ling Tian Palace for the time being. Once you have captured the source spirit, I will hand it over to you as soon as possible."

"Alright." Qin Yun answered.

Si Yunhong hurriedly arranged for people to arrange a room for Qin Yun that was the most quiet and luxurious …

Within the palace in the capital of Ningyang.

A dignified middle-aged man wearing a golden robe and a crown stood in the middle of the hall with his hands behind his back. This person was the Emperor of Ning Yang, Ning Chuan.

In front of him was a statue of a man clad in golden armor, holding a huge sword in his hand. The owner of this statue was Ning Yang, the founder of Ning Yang, and also the first generation Emperor, Ning Ji.

During the founding of Ning Ji, there had been three great families that had helped him. The Luo, Ben, and Qi families had been conferred the title of hereditary dukes.

These three families were also the current heirs of the three great heirs of Ningyang aside from King Lan Ning.

And King Lanning was also conferred the title of a hereditary marquis by Ning Chuan following the example of Ning Ji, the founder of the Kingdom.1

However, the longer Ning Chuan stayed on the throne, the more he valued his authority. He began to feel that the four great dukes, Luo, Ben, Qi, and Lan, were a threat to the throne.

Therefore, he wanted to depose all the other dukes. This thought was known to only him.

Then, the commander of the Flying Dragon Guard, Ning Yuan.

At this time, a golden-armored guard's figure flashed as he said to Ning Chuan, "Your Majesty, General Feilong is here to see you!"

"Bring him in!" Ning Chuan whispered.

"Yes sir!" A golden-armored guard standing outside the hall answered.

After a while, Ning Yuan, who was wearing black and gold armor, arrived from outside the hall. He respectfully said to Ning Chuan, "Your Majesty, you were looking for me?"

"The great celebration of the founding of the country will start in a few days. How are your preparations?" NingChuan looked at the statue in front of him and spoke without turning his head back.

"Your Majesty, all the Wyvern Guards are present. Everything has been arranged!" Ning Yuan said with a serious expression.

"Very good, have you sent the invitations?" Ning Chuan lowered his voice.

"Reporting to his Majesty, we've delivered it. When the time comes, the vast majority will come to participate." Ning Yuan replied.

He knew very well in his heart that once the opening ceremony of the nation ended, the situation of the four great dukes and the country's overlords would no longer exist.

"Only success, no failure!" Ning Chuan lowered his voice.

"This subordinate understands!" Ning Yuan replied, then turned around and left.

Ning Chuan looked at the statue before him, his eyes gleaming. "It seems like the history of the Ning Yang Country will have to be rewritten in my generation."

At the same time, the four great dukes and the various city lords all received an invitation from the Emperor of Ning Yang, inviting them to participate in the founding ceremony.

Jinyang City, where Qin Yun was at, had broken the rules and received an invitation.

Heavenly Mountain Range, Jinyang City Lord's Mansion.

When Jin Ran received the invitation from the Emperor, he was in a terrible mood. Although he knew that this time's opening ceremony would be grand, his killing intent was heavy. It was not a good thing for Jinyang City.

"The mayor isn't back yet, what should we do?" Right now, the most important thing was to see who would be sent to participate in the founding ceremony.

His son Jin Feng stepped forward and said, "Father, how about I go?"

"Ridiculous. The invitation card says that it's an invitation to Qin Yun. If you were to go, it would be equivalent to sending Jinyang City to hell." Jin Ran said in a deep voice.

"But …" Jin Feng wanted to say something, but he suddenly sighed and said, "It's already a hard fact that we have a conflict with the Flying Dragon Guard. The King won't tolerate sand in his eyes. We can only wait until the Mayor returns."

The other people under him fell silent. All their hopes rested once again on Qin Yun …

In the manor of the Lanning King, he looked at the invitation made of divine stones and gold foil in his hand.

"Ling Xuan, what do you think about this celebration?" Lan Ning Wang said to Ling Xuan beside him.

After Ling Xuan heard what Lan Ning Wang said, she frowned and said, "This subordinate doesn't know how to answer."

"You brat, you were trying to keep me in suspense here. When Ning Chuan was in dire straits, you were the first to discover him. Bring him to me, and I'm sure you know him better than I do." King Lanning smiled.

He addressed Ning Yang directly by her title, and didn't seem to hide anything from Ling Xuan.

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