Chapter 110 Bibi Dong Disagrees with Chang'an's Hospitality? She'll have to endure it!
Chang'an City.
The steps in front of the Taiji Hall are made of white jade.
The palace is magnificent, with white marble walls carved with stories of kings and the long history of the world.
The people from the major powers were led to the front of the hall. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere instantly froze.
The Heavenly Dou Royal Family, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon School, the Star Luo Royal Family, the Min Clan...
The gazes of the five parties all locked onto the Spirit Hall, a hint of hostility creeping in.
Especially among the Min clan, Bai He and Bai Chenxiang's eyes were filled with an uncontrollable, deep-seated hatred.
The hatred in Qian Renxue's and Liu Erlong's eyes was different from that of others; the former was driven by maternal love, and the latter by her lover.
However, they hadn't completely broken off relations yet, and apart from the Min clan, the major powers exchanged polite greetings.
Hehe~
Bibi Dong didn't care at all; instead, a wicked smile appeared on her face, and her red lips parted slightly in a mocking tone:
"Both the Great Emperors and the two Sect Masters have come in person. It seems this trip is of great importance to you."
The provocation in her words was self-evident, revealing the intentions of various forces to curry favor with Chang'an and deal with her Spirit Hall.
"Let's go."
After saying this, Bibi Dong did not wait for anyone's response and took the lead towards the Taiji Hall.
The group from the Spirit Hall followed closely behind.
Golden Crocodile walked at the back, his gaze sweeping over the crowd with a hint of warning.
Regardless of how she and Bibi Dong fought internally, she always had to uphold the prestigious reputation of the Spirit Hall in the outside world.
Damn it!
All five forces were filled with anger and horror.
Not only did Pope Bibi Dong personally come from the Spirit Hall, but even Golden Crocodile came!
Recalling the rewards bestowed upon them by the heavens, the two must be at level ninety-nine at this moment!
Two students from the Class of '99 personally visited Chang'an...
This was undoubtedly a bucket of cold water poured on their plan to befriend and curry favor with Chang'an!
Ning Fengzhi cleared his throat to break the awkward silence:
"Gentlemen, now that we are here, let's enter the hall!"
The group had just stepped into the magnificent hall.
An overwhelming sense of oppression immediately washed over me.
Inside the hall, on either side, stood rows of super soldiers.
A row of blue super minions on the left, and a row of red super minions on the right.
Including the four super soldiers who led the way earlier, there are now a total of ten!
Each of them seemed to possess the strength of a Title Douluo. The sight of ten of them gathered together was truly astonishing!
The oppressive feeling pressed down on everyone's shoulders as if it were a real thing, making it difficult to even breathe!
"hiss--"
Someone couldn't help but gasp, instinctively letting out a low exclamation:
"These are just the soldiers introduced by Tianmu, yet they possess such combat power!"
"Just how powerful must the possessors of divine-level martial souls on the Chang'an Ranking be?!"
A titled Douluo could dominate a region in the outside world, but in Chang'an, he was only equivalent to a leading soldier!
Just as everyone was filled with alarm, a steady footstep sound came from the side of the hall, accompanied by a faint crackling of electricity.
Following the sound, one could see Sikong Zhen's majestic and upright figure walking out, each step seeming to echo like thunder within the hall.
"Who is this person? His aura is terrifying!!"
Dai Xiaotian was greatly shocked. As the Star Luo Emperor, he was also a powerful figure at the Title Douluo level.
Yet, in front of this man, I felt as insignificant as an ant, my imperial aura completely crushed!
"Could it be... that he is Ye Han, the Lord of Chang'an?"
Upon hearing this, everyone present nodded in agreement.
After all, who else but the legendary ruler of Chang'an could possess such an imposing aura?
But the next second, Yue Guan and Gui Mei's faces suddenly turned deathly pale, and they subconsciously lowered their voices to exclaim in alarm:
"It's him! Sikong Zhen!!"
Although their voices were soft, they were exceptionally clear in the silent hall.
Upon hearing this name, everyone instantly recalled the powerful figure from Chang'an that Tianmu had once introduced.
Possessing a god-level martial soul—Yin Yang Five Thunder Drum!
He single-handedly annihilated the Spirit Hall's elite forces and nearly killed even the Ghost Douluo!
While everyone was shocked and discussing, Sikong Zhen had already stepped onto the throne platform and stood to the left of the main seat.
His gaze swept over everyone in the hall, his eyes sharp as knives, his voice booming like thunder, echoing throughout the hall:
"I am Sikong Zhen, holding the official title of 'Grand Minister of Works' in Chang'an! Lord City Lord is extremely busy with affairs of state, so I will temporarily entertain you all on your behalf!"
Upon hearing this, everyone instinctively tensed up.
"Sikong Zhen is actually the Grand Minister of Works of Chang'an! This is a position second only to the emperor!"
"Although the Lord of Chang'an has not yet arrived, the fact that the second-in-command has recruited us is quite a show of respect!"
The crowd murmured amongst themselves, their gazes toward Sikong Zhen now filled with a newfound respect.
Only Bibi Dong's eyes flashed with hatred.
She always held Sikong Zhen and Chang'an responsible for the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
At this moment, she could no longer contain herself and stepped forward, her tone carrying a hint of accusation:
"Grand Minister of Works, we are guests from Chang'an, having come with generous gifts in sincere respect!"
"It's one thing for your Lord of Chang'an not to show himself immediately, but he has even deployed heavy troops on both sides of the palace!"
"Is this how you treat guests in Chang'an?!"
The moment these words were spoken, the hall fell silent.
No one could have imagined that Bibi Dong would be so audacious.
Even if she is the master of the Spirit Hall, what does she amount to in front of Chang'an?
For a moment, everyone was discussing among themselves, and almost all of them showed a look of anticipation for a good show!
Sikong Zhen showed no mercy to her, coldly snorting with authority:
"Our city lord detests arrogant and unruly people the most; he will expel them at best, and annihilate them at worst!"
"The heavy guards inside the hall are there to dissuade the city lord from killing someone in the hall, as the blood would be splattered there and difficult to clean up!"
"This is the custom in Chang'an! If you can accept it, please take a seat and wait. If not, please leave on your own!"
Everyone was shocked, and only then did they understand Chang'an's intention.
It turns out these weren't meant to intimidate them, but to protect them!
"you!!"
Bibi Dong was enraged.
This is utterly sophistry and a complete distortion of the truth!
And they even said it so grandly and confidently!
Just as she was about to unleash her power again.
The golden crocodile beside her glared at her suddenly and whispered a warning:
"Bibi Dong, we're here to make friends sincerely, not to cause trouble!"
"If the overall situation is ruined because of you, hmph, your position as Pope will be in jeopardy!"
Bibi Dong was dissatisfied, but she could only suppress her anger and sit down in a seat to the side.
But the aura of the row of super soldiers behind her was like a thorn in her side, making her uneasy.
Upon seeing this, everyone took their seats and respectfully introduced themselves to Shang Sikong Zhen.
...
Behind the City Lord's Mansion in Chang'an City.
Ye Han sat upright in the pavilion, savoring his tea.
"Whoosh—"
At this moment, Shangguan Wan'er's slender golden body flashed in.
After gazing intently at Ye Han, she respectfully reported:
"Lord City Lord, everything is arranged, all the major forces are seated, we can depart now!"
Ye Han remained calm and composed, a profound glint flashing in his eyes:
"The fishy taste comes out slowly when it's simmered. Sit down and enjoy some tea."
Upon hearing this, Shangguan Wan'er obediently sat down, understanding the situation.
The city lord is trying to put those forces with different intentions to the test.
...
Time passed second by second.
Two and a half hours passed in the blink of an eye.
The people inside the Taiji Hall had been waiting impatiently.
Their attempts to get close to Sikong Zhen and show him goodwill were all met with perfunctory responses.
They planned to present a gift, but Sikong Zhen stopped them, saying they should wait for the city lord to arrive and receive it personally.
However, they dared not show any dissatisfaction on their faces, after all, Chang'an's strength was undeniable.
"Gentlemen, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting!"
Suddenly, a young yet authoritative voice boomed from all directions.
"who?!"
Everyone looked around suddenly, but couldn't see anyone at all, and instinctively cried out in surprise.
"Whoosh—"
In an instant, a blurry figure flashed in from the front of the hall.
Wherever it passed, it stirred up rolling waves of air on both sides, rushing straight towards everyone's faces.
By the time everyone realized what was happening, a handsome young man had already taken the seat of honor.
On the right, there was an additional stunningly beautiful woman, Shangguan Wan'er, who, together with Sikong Zhen on the left, formed a powerful duo!
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Ye Han's booming, authoritative voice resounded throughout the hall:
"I am Ye Han, the Lord of Chang'an!"
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