Chapter 902: The Hundred Thousand Urgencies

The Heavenly Compassionate Granny immersed herself in the Chaotic Taixu, and within a short time, the chaos first parted, the scenery presented itself, and a picture of the future flashed by alternately.

The images were messy and complicated, some of the future of a particular valley, some of the future of some unrecognizable mortal, and that future could be tomorrow’s, could be an hour from now.

The huge flow of information impacted the Heavenly Compass Granny’s Yuan Shen, causing her forehead veins to bulge and her temples to swell with pain.

Finally, after sifting through and enduring the onslaught of future images, she saw the answer she wanted.

The image then shattered.

“Pfft …….”

Granny Sky Compass’s body slumped and collapsed onto the soft collapse, blood spurting wildly from her mouth.

Her face was as white as paper, her eyes seeped out blood and flesh, her lips kept trembling and she let out a desperate wail:

“Heaven’s Death in the Nine States ……..”

……….

The Bedchamber.

Wyvern was draped in silk robes and submerged in the cold water.

At this time, dusk had passed, no palace maid lit candles, indoor light dim, she closed her eyes, expression cozy.

Even though there was no bronze mirror, she knew that her snow-white neck and breasts were littered with hickeys and scratches, traces left by a certain half-step Martial God who had no mercy.

“Phew ……..”

She exhaled lightly, all traces of her skin disappearing, her delicate body still glistening white and delicate.

In one double cultivation session, the Dragon Vein Qi in her body had been transferred to Xu Qi’an’s body as much as possible, including the thick qi that came with her being the king of a country.

Huaiqing was not a heavenly fortune teller and could not glimpse the fate of the country, but estimated that at most one or two percent of the Da Feng’s national fortune was left.

The rest all coalesced within Xu Qi’an.

The three countries of Yan Kang Jing were destroyed because their qi was taken away by the Witch God, and thus they were incorporated into the Central Plains and became part of the Dafeng.

Nowadays, the Da Bong’s national fortune is drastically lost, and in the near future, it will also face the catastrophe of the death of the country.

This is cause and effect.

“There is no retreat for the desperate!” Huaiqing leaned against the wall of the tub and murmured with a sigh.

She was betting, Dafeng was betting, and all the Transcendent Powers of the Central Plains were betting that Xu Qi’an could become a Martial God, kill the Supremes, and level the Great Tribulation.

If it succeeded, then the lost national fortune could be returned to the Daebong, and the living beings of the nine states and the imperial court would be put to death.

If it fails, it couldn’t end any worse anyway.

At that moment, small, broken steps came from outside, the returning courtesans.

When Huaiqing dismissed the palace maids, the command was not to approach the bedchamber for an hour.

Now that the time has come, the palace maids have naturally returned to serve His Majesty.

Wyvern’s ears twitched but didn’t respond, and he laid himself back in the cool tub, squinting his eyes as he contemplated the situation.

When the palace maids entered the bedchamber, the first thing they saw was the empress’s personal clothes discarded messily on the ground, and the luxurious dragon couch made of rosewood was in a state of disarray.

It’s worth mentioning that martial artists in control of Huan Jin know how to unload their power, so no matter how unrestrained they are in bed, they won’t be bedraggled.

If Jong Li was present, that was another story.

The unidentified palace maids were a bit bewildered, they had served Her Majesty for so long, from princess to emperor, and had never seen her so unkempt and casual.

The courtesan in the lead turned her head and looked around, ordering the courtesans to pack their clothes and beds while calling out in a low voice:

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty?”

At this time, she heard the courtesan who packed the bed give a low “ah”, covering her mouth with a somewhat panicked and frightened expression.

The older courtesan frowned, her eyes glaring over.

The courtesan pointed to the bed and didn’t dare to say anything.

The Grand Courtesan moved over and fixed her eyes on the scene, and then she lost her color.

The bed was messy enough, the water stains and wet spots were all over the place, but the little bit of red that had fallen starkly stung my eyes.

And then in relation to the situation around them, even a fool understands what’s happening.

“I am bathing!”

Inside, from the bathroom, came Huaiqing’s cool, sexy voice with a hint of laziness.

The eldest courtesan signaled with her eyes for the courtesans to do their own work, folding her own hands in the small of her back, keeping her head down, and taking small steps toward the bathroom.

During the process, her brain was running at high speed, guessing who was the lucky one to be “honored” by His Majesty.

To be able to become a grand courtesan beside the empress, apart from being loyal enough, wisdom is also indispensable.

She immediately thought of the matter of the establishment of the throne that had been troubling His Majesty lately; with His Majesty’s nature, how could he possibly give the throne back to the heir of the previous emperor?

It seemed to the Grand Maiden that the Empress would come to this sooner or later.

What makes her smell a touch of unusual is that His Majesty is the body to be married, the whole world’s young handsome waiting for her to pick, if she really like which one, can be included in the harem in a dignified manner.

It is not His Majesty’s style to engage in illicit affairs without a name.

Then linking it to His Majesty s behavior ……… of dismissing them, the big palace maid immediately concluded that the man was not allowed to see the light.

Which man in the capital is His Majesty’s favorite and cannot be seen?

As a beloved servant who had served the empress for many years, she was the first to think of the current extra horse harnessed by the side of a team, Princess Lin’an’s husband’s son-in-law.

Hsu Yin-Gong.

This, this, how can His Majesty do this, this is no different from a father taking over his daughter-in-law, a brother hijacking his brother’s wife? If it is rumored, the absolute dynasty and field shock, the future history, it is difficult to escape the reputation of licentiousness and debauchery. ……. The big palace maid’s heartbeat accelerated, walked to the side of the bath tub, took a deep breath, and did not move:

“Slave girl to squeeze your majesty’s shoulders?”

Huaiqing let out a lazy “hmmm” and immersed himself in his own world, analyzing what to do next in this game of chess that concerned the nine states.

At this time, a eunuch who had passed on the message came to the outside of the bedchamber and whispered a few words in a low voice to the palace maid outside.

The palace maid walked briskly back to her chambers, stopping in front of the yellow silk curtains draped outside the bathroom and whispering:

“Your Majesty, the Supervisor and Lord Song Qing seek an audience.”

……….

Westfield.

Sitting on the border, Shinshu’s ears twitched, and he heard the sound of “waves”, surging waves.

Rising immediately, with a gentle lift, he shot into the sky like a cannonball.

And where he had just been was immediately engulfed by a dark red tide of blood and flesh frenzy, and the waves of rushing blood and flesh matter swooped down, scattering in all directions and covering the ground, and immediately afterward, they collectively surged upward and congealed into a statue of a Buddha with a blurred face.

The Buddha’s feet are integrated into the flesh and blood material, and the overwhelming “wave” is a whole.

In the western sky, three streams of light whistled, not approaching, watching from afar, waiting for an opportunity.

It is the three Bodhisattvas of Buddhism.

The Buddhist monks are all well and alive in Aranta, but with the exception of the three Bodhisattvas, the Lohan and Vajra are alone in their deaths and betrayals.

After Shenshu pulled away, he reached out his hand without changing his color, and a metaphysical iron bow appeared in his hand as clear light flowed and danced.

This bow has a cool name – Shooting God Bow!

One of Supervisor Zheng’s works, this bow can turn a martial artist’s qi into arrows, enhancing penetration and killing power, and the power of arrows shot by a martial artist of the Third Grade Realm with this bow in hand can be raised by half a grade.

Even though the bow couldn’t raise the power of a half-step Martial God by half a grade, it was still more powerful than a random punch blasted out by Shenshu.

The Supervisor was having a small treasure trove in the Szetian Supervisor, and the spells refined on a whim during the weekdays were stored in the treasure trove, and the chaotic life hammer was also one of the treasury’s hidden items.

Now the Supervisor is gone, no, sealed, Chu Caiwei is a push for nothing, the Supervisor’s collection will become something that Xu Qi’an can freely squander.

This bow was the one he lent to Shinshu.

Shenshu slowly pulled back the bowstring, qi bursting out from between his fingers and condensing into an arrow resting on the string, the arrowhead generating a cyclone that distorted the air.

A sheet of paper slowly burned and turned into clear light, condensing in the arrow.

That Buddha statue loomed large, and the eight Dharma phases appeared behind it in turn; the Great Compassion Dharma phase chanted Buddhist scriptures, and Buddhist light descended from the sky, with the sound of Brahma.

Avalanche!

The arrow turned into streams of light and whistled away, and in the next moment, it struck Guangxian Bodhisattva, and the upper half of the teenage monk’s body instantly exploded into a mist of blood.

……….

Huaiqing, who was lying in the tub, opened his eyes, subconsciously frowned, and faintly said:

“Ask them to go to the royal study for a moment.”

After dismissing the courtesan, she patted the hand of the eldest courtesan on her shoulder, “Bud, help me change.”

Huaiqing quickly put on his regular clothes, his golden crown and hair tied up, and led the eldest palace maid, Meier, out of the bedchamber and towards the imperial study.

The candlelight in the imperial study was bright, Huaiqing came out from the inner side and swept a glance, in addition to the yellow-skirted maiden Chu Caiwei, the time management master Song Qing, and the disheveled face of the Heavenly Compass Granny in the hall.

“Why did Granny come to the capital?”

Huaiqing scrutinized Granny Sky Compass’s face and turned his head to instruct Bud:

“Go fetch some nourishing pills over.”

She realized something might be wrong.

Granny Sky Compass waved her hand and said rather anxiously:

“No need to bother, Your Majesty, where is Xu Yinluo?”

“He has gone to Leizhou.” Huaiqing said, “Granny can be frank with me if she has something to say.”

“What’s the use of talking to you!”

Upon hearing that Xu Qi’an had gone to Leizhou, Granny Tian Companion’s tone grew more and more eager, not caring that the other party was the Emperor of the Great Fenghuang, and she urged him repeatedly:

“Quickly send a letter by ground book, let him rush back to the capital, the old body has a hundred thousand urgent things to inform Xu Yinluo.”