Chapter 1217 - 483: Storming the Imperial City, Subduing the Court Officials

"Master, this..."

Richard and Alina, gazing at the bustling Imperial City ahead, felt uneasy in their hearts.

Though the Master is divinely prescient, such a rash entry into the Capital City...

inevitably causes unease in one’s heart.

"What? Do you not trust me?"

Zhang Beixing suddenly turned back, his gaze like lightning.

"What waves can this mere court stir up?"

"Your humble servant dares not!"

The two promptly knelt to apologize, blood visible on their foreheads.

"Master, discern clearly, your humble servant has no second thoughts!"

"Hahaha, forget it, stand up."

Zhang Beixing laughed heartily, bold and unrestrained.

"Since we’re of one mind, why harbor suspicion?"

Saying that, he strode forward.

The wide Daoist robe flapped loudly in the wind.

"I shall see what those courtiers are capable of!"

"Dare to challenge me, they aren’t qualified!"

The words landed, echoing powerfully.

Zhang Beixing’s voice carried a commanding aura of disregarding the world.

It chilled, commanding awe.

"As you command, Master!"

Richard and Alina followed closely behind.

On the left and right, like guardian Celestial Gods.

"Your humble servant will certainly clear obstacles for the Master, sweeping the court clean!"

Richard’s eyes burned with fervent light.

Eager to fight, itching to jump into battle.

"Having been favored by the Master, how dare we slacken in the slightest?"

Alina too was filled with fighting spirit, exuding a murderous aura.

"The Master’s enemy is my enemy!"

"Good! With you two, what do I have to fear?"

Zhang Beixing nodded with satisfaction, quickening his pace.

"Let’s go, into the palace!"

The procession was grand, exuding a formidable momentum.

Everywhere they passed drew startled gazes from the crowd.

"This lord... could it be the Grand General of the Northern Defense of the current dynasty?"

"Judging by this display, he may well be the peerless choice appointed by the Emperor..."

Countless citizens watched eagerly.

Speculating who this significant figure might be.

However, the moment they saw the man’s face clearly.

All discussion abruptly ceased.

"Zhang... Zhang Beixing?!"

"The... legendary Child of Destiny?"

Exclamations rose and fell.

People were dumbfounded, incredulous.

This unrivaled hero, how could he appear in the Capital City?

Is it possible... something major is going on?

"Heavens, the Master is wise and heroic; could he be here to cleanse those close to the Emperor?"

"This... now the court might be set for a change..."

Rumors circulated noisily.

Countless eyes focused on Zhang Beixing.

Yet, facing such public attention, Zhang Beixing remained unmoved.

He strode confidently, composed in demeanor.

"Mere commoners, dare point fingers in my presence?"

"Do they truly believe this world is ruled by their words?"

With a cold snicker, Zhang Beixing suddenly halted.

Turning back sharply, his gaze like a torch.

Instantly, silence swept across a hundred miles.

Knees fell in tandem.

"Master... Master, forgive us..."

"We were mere fools for a moment, earnestly beg the Master’s forgiveness..."

Pleading voices rose in fear.

Fearing this Evil God might end their lives in a fit of displeasure.

"Hm, wise of you."

Zhang Beixing coldly swept his eyes over the crowd, standing with hands behind his back.

"Remember, in this world, only my words count."

"Anyone who disagrees, execute without mercy!"

The last three words landed forcefully.

Instantly, all fell silent.

No one dared to act out anymore.

"Hah, mere ants, dare block my path?"

Zhang Beixing turned around, striding briskly.

Heading forward, without looking back.

...

Meanwhile, in a secluded courtyard within the Imperial Palace.

A gathering of eminent ministers whispered together.

"Have you heard? That Zhang Beixing has stormed into the Capital City!"

"Heavens, this... what is to be done now?"

"What else? We must quickly inform the Emperor and request troops!"

"If this continues, he might disrupt the entire world, turning it upside down..."

For a moment, ministers looked at each other, debating intensely.

Fearing and unsure how to respond.

After all, Zhang Beixing’s name was as loud as thunder.

If they truly oppose him, who was confident of victory?

"My lords, why such panic?"

An elderly voice suddenly echoed in the hall.

Only to see an old man with white hair and beard slowly step forward.

It was none other than the current Prime Minister, Xu Jie!

"Prime... Prime Minister..."

The ministers, seeing this, were overjoyed.

Immediately kneeling to greet him, proclaiming long life.

"Arise, all of you."

Xu Jie smiled faintly, his expression composed.

As if untroubled by the sudden upheaval.

"In my view, this Zhang Beixing is but a fledgling, wet behind the ears."

"Thinks himself outstanding, can he truly rule the world?"

"It’s sheer nonsense; a laughing matter!"

The old man shook his head, snorting disdainfully.

"But Prime Minister... this one possesses unmatched bravery, revered by the army..."

A minister, bold enough, reminded him.

"If we underestimate him, fearing..."

"Underestimate? Ha, who said I would underestimate?"

Xu Jie suddenly laughed aloud, his laughter eerie and chilling.

It causes shivers, instilling fear.

"No need to worry, this boy will soon learn the consequences of provoking me!"

The old man laughed sinisterly, a glint of harshness in his eyes.

It seemed he had foreseen everything.

Just waiting for this probing beast to fall into the trap.

The ministers, upon hearing, all showed delighted expressions.

It seems this Prime Minister was indeed deeply strategic and confident.

With him in charge, what else to fear?

"Prime Minister is wise! What virtue do we have to receive your guidance?"

"Please, Prime Minister, show us the way!"

The ingratiating flattery was unending.