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"It was in the year 783 of Da Xia, bestowed by Lord National Master!"

The next moment!

The storm seemed to pause for an instant, and the aura of death surrounding the Seventh Prince even influenced the minds of all the Imperial Guards, casting a layer of sadness among all present. Then, Sword Intent burst forth explosively towards the sky!

Countless wooden windows within the palace shattered.

The Seventh Prince's figure appeared almost instantly before Chen Qiu, gripping the hilt with both hands and positioning the sword at his chest. With a ferocious expression, he put all his strength into a furious thrust towards Chen Qiu's face!

He followed the advice of the National Master, withdrawing all his Protective Spirit Qi, concentrating all his Spiritual Energy into this single strike.

Leaving no room for retreat.

With this thrust, he would be devoid of any combat power, at the mercy of others.

This strike was the culmination of his years of understanding the Sword Dao; he had channeled all his Sword Intent into this single strike. He was confident that with this strike, he could kill a fourth-level Golden Core practitioner!

Meanwhile, Chen Qiu stood there from beginning to end, not moving an inch.

As the sword was about to hit, even the Eight Great Tributors of Da Xia on the roof couldn't help but be moved; this was no minor power. Being a Magic Practitioner, even if one's Cultivation far surpassed the Seventh Prince, taking it head-on would still inflict harm.

The next moment—

"Clang."

A sound like metal colliding resounded.

Chen Qiu looked indifferent, simply using the rim of the Heavenly Mechanism Umbrella to easily block the Seventh Prince's desperate strike. He then looked towards the Seventh Prince, who wore a face of despair and reluctance, and couldn't help but smile.

"The National Master deceived you back then; the reason Jian Yi never used Protective Spirit Qi..."

"... was because Jian Yi's entry rendered him completely unable to use Protective Spirit Qi."

"Who would be foolish enough to have the ability to use Protective Spirit Qi and choose not to?"

"Impossible, impossible!"

Upon hearing Chen Qiu's words, the despair on the Seventh Prince's face suddenly turned into a few steps backward, and with his hand holding the sharp sword, he pointed at Chen Qiu and roared, "You lie, it's impossible! The National Master would never deceive me!"

"The National Master also said that I would definitely become Da Xia's number one Sword Cultivator in the future. I will not allow you to insult the National Master like this!"

"..."

The smile on Chen Qiu's face slowly dissipated as he calmly looked at the somewhat crazed Seventh Prince. After a moment of silence, he softly said, "You are mistaken; the National Master has deceived you many times, and you, you will never become Da Xia's number one Sword Cultivator."

"In the heart of the National Master."

"You are never his number one Sword Cultivator of Da Xia."

"You're talking nonsense!" The Seventh Prince's voice trembled, not knowing why, but seeing something all too familiar in Chen Qiu's eyes, a sudden unbelievable possibility surged in his heart, causing him to panic somewhat as he hastily pulled out a yellowed wooden token from his Storage Ring.

Standing in the storm, letting the rain beat down on him, he held up the token, his voice even breaking into a cry as he shouted, "This is personally given to me by Lord National Master, the token of Da Xia's number one Sword Cultivator!"

"By what right do you say I am not the National Master's favored number one Sword Cultivator of Da Xia!"

"By what right!"

"Lord National Master has always treated me the best; he would never deceive me!"

...

Just then–

The previously unseen Crown Prince, the Second Prince, and other nobles were also supporting the elderly Emperor of Da Xia, walking slowly against the storm and stood in front of the Imperial Guards on the plaza.

In front of these nobles, a young man in a cloak walked slowly onto the plaza under the escort of Golden Core Guards, standing next to the Seventh Prince and looking towards Chen Qiu in the storm. After a long time, he finally suppressed the excitement in his voice and said hoarsely, "Is it you?"

Chen Qiu's gaze shifted from the Seventh Prince to this cloaked young man, and after a moment, he softly said, "It's me, Xiao Liu."

It was just one sentence.

The enthusiasm of the cloaked young man caused his voice to break, and he withdrew all his Protective Spirit Qi, allowing the storm to pound on him. He knelt on one knee in the rain, his hand bracing on the ground, his neck veins bulging as he used all his strength to speak hoarsely.

"Your subordinate, Xiao Liu, greets Lord National Master!"

The next moment—

The faces of those around changed drastically, and everyone standing there had heard of the National Master's great name but had never seen him in person.

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Has he been in retreat for over three years?

Could that recently famous peerless prodigy throughout Da Xia actually be the National Master?

Subsequently.

The Crown Prince, the Second Prince, and even the aging Emperor of Da Xia in front of the Imperial Guard, all withdrew their Protective Spirit Qi, knelt down in the rain, their voices filled with awe and hoarseness as they said together,

"This old servant, Xia Xundao, has seen Lord National Master!"

"This old servant, Xia Dexin, has seen Lord National Master!"

Although these Imperial Guards did not know what was happening, since the Emperor had knelt, it was only natural for them to do the same. Their voices were uniform as they all shouted,

"Have seen Lord National Master."

The Eight Great Tributors of Da Xia standing on the rooftop, their lips twitching slightly, were initially confused about what was happening, especially since the Emperor himself suddenly referred to himself as an old servant, but after exchanging glances, they all took a deep breath.

Similarly, they withdrew their Protective Spirit Qi and knelt down on the rooftop.

"Tributors of the Xia family, have seen Lord National Master."

They didn't know why, but kneeling down felt much more comfortable. It seemed like they were instantly on the same side as Chen Qiu; when they were on the opposing side, they only felt fear, but once they were on the same side, they suddenly felt a strong sense of security.

Withdrawing Protective Spirit Qi means significantly reducing their defensive power. In the Cultivation World, this indicates submission.