The Little Mouse wanted to stop him, but it was stopped by Fang Chen.
At this time, Fang Chen was using the black flame to suppress the poison Qi in his body. He found that the poison Qi that had entered his body was too tyrannical. Even the golden heart was unable to completely refine it.
Fang Chen's forehead was covered in sweat.
"Supervisor, are you alright?" At this time, the third prince finally reacted. He hastily ran over to Fang Chen's side and worriedly called out.
"Damned commoner, you actually dared to attack the supervisor. You're really courting death!" shouted the fifth prince furiously.
"Supervisor, are you alright?" asked the ninth prince.
Fang Chen glanced at the three princes and shook his head, indicating that he was fine.
The battle at the first level of the Divine Weapon Pavilion had alerted the upper echelons of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. They all rushed to the first level. At this moment, the person in charge of the Divine Weapon Pavilion came to Fang Chen's side with an interspatial ring and said, "Ninth Prince, the materials you requested are all here."
The ninth prince took the spatial ring and handed it over to Fang Chen. "Sir supervisor, these are the materials you requested."
"How many spirit stones?" asked Fang Chen.
"Sir supervisor, this is a small token of appreciation from the Divine Weapon Pavilion." The person smiled.
When Fang Chen heard this, he didn't continue talking about this matter. He directly asked, "Can I see the Divine Weapon Pavilion's grandmaster refiner?"
Hearing this, the person in charge's expression changed slightly. He glanced at the Third Prince without batting an eyelid. The Third Prince nodded slightly, and then the person in charge said, "The Great Grandmaster is on the ninth floor. If Lord Supervisor wants to see the Great Grandmaster, please go up yourself. We are not qualified to set foot on the ninth floor.
"Alright," said Fang Chen.
After that, Fang Chen left the first floor and went to the second floor.
At this time, in the first floor's hall, the three princes looked at each other. A sinister smile appeared in their eyes.
Not long after, Fang Chen arrived on the ninth floor.
Compared to the other floors, the ninth floor was especially empty. There was only one room.
Fang Chen knocked on the door, but there was no response.
Then, Fang Chen knocked on the door and entered the room.
Suddenly, he discovered that there was a praying mat in the room. An old man was sitting cross-legged on the praying mat. The old man's eyes were closed, and there was no spiritual energy fluctuation around him.
"Senior." Fang Chen cupped his hands and greeted the old man.
The old man did not respond, which made Fang Chen very puzzled.
Then, Fang Chen approached the old man and called out again. There was still no response.
At this time, Fang Chen noticed that something was wrong.
He suddenly realized that there was a trace of blood at the corner of the old man's mouth. Fang Chen's finger gently touched the old man's body. Suddenly, the old man's body fell to the ground.
"En."
At this moment, Fang Chen was shocked to find that the old man had already lost his vitality.
"What happened?"
Fang Chen turned pale with fright. Why did the Divine Weapon Pavilion's cultivators not know that the old man had lost his vitality? Why did they let him meet the old man alone?
Just as Fang Chen was thinking, a figure suddenly charged into the ninth floor. He was standing at the door of the old man's room. When he saw the old man lying on the ground, he involuntarily cried out, "Martial Grandmaster Bing!"
"Not good, Martial Grandmaster Bing has been killed!"
When this cultivator saw that Martial Grandmaster Bing had lost his vitality, he involuntarily cried out. His voice spread throughout the entire Divine Weapon Pavilion.
When the cultivators on the first floor heard this, they all rushed to the ninth floor.
"What's going on? How could Martial Grandmaster Bing have died in such a strange way?"
"Martial Grandmaster Bing has died? Who can tell me what's going on?"
"Martial Grandmaster Bing, this …"
The cultivators of the Divine Weapon Pavilion were all sad.
At the same time, they were also incomparably furious. Martial Grandmaster Bing was the leader of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. He was extremely famous throughout the Iron Blood Empire.
Why had Martial Grandmaster Bing died so silently? Everyone's gazes all focused on Fang Chen.
"Brat, did you kill Martial Grandmaster Bing?"
"It must be you who killed Master Bing Wu, you murderer."
"A life for a life! Kill him and get revenge for Martial Grandmaster Bing!"
Some of the Divine Weapon Pavilion's cultivators were incomparably furious. They all wanted to kill Fang Chen.
But they were all stopped by the third prince.
"Nonsense! How could a supervisor kill Martial Grandmaster Bing?" berated the third prince.
"Third prince, although he's a supervisor, the imperial family can't be biased towards him. We must get revenge for Martial Grandmaster Bing!"
"That's right! Even if the imperial family stops us, we'll still get revenge for Martial Grandmaster Bing!"
"Everyone calm down. No one knows the truth of this matter. How can we be sure that the supervisor is the murderer?" said the fifth prince.
Hearing the fifth prince's words, everyone calmed down. They looked at the three princes and said, "I ask the three princes to return justice to my Divine Weapon Pavilion."
Fang Chen hadn't said anything the entire time. He knew that this was a trap.
A complete and utter trap.
Why had he encountered the three princes as soon as he had left?
Why had the ninth prince cleared the area as soon as he had entered? Why had a tall and sturdy cultivator suddenly appeared after that?
Furthermore, why had that tall and sturdy cultivator used such a strange method to poison him?
Afterwards, when he had asked to see Martial Grandmaster Bing, the person in charge had told him to come to the ninth floor alone.
Everything had been a scheme, a scheme aimed at him, the supervisor.
"Could it be that I've unknowingly been drawn into the Iron Blood Empire's struggle for the throne?" wondered Fang Chen.
At this time, Fang Chen was calmly standing on the ninth floor, carefully sizing up the three princes. On the surface, it seemed that the three princes were protecting him.
However, the more they acted this way, the more suspicious they were.
"Could it be that the power behind them wants to make a move against me?" Fang Chen wondered.
After the three princes' pacification, the cultivators of the Divine Weapon Pavilion finally calmed down. However, they had still been demanding justice.
The third prince had agreed that the imperial family would definitely give them a satisfactory answer.
In the end, the three princes brought Fang Chen out of the Divine Weapon Pavilion and returned to the imperial palace.
"Supervisor, we know that this matter has nothing to do with you. We will definitely clear your name," said the third prince.
The fifth and ninth princes nodded heavily.
"Many thanks," said Fang Chen as he shook his head slightly.
After that, Fang Chen returned to his residence.
There was a residence in a certain area of the imperial city. This was the residence of the King of Qingchu.
There wasn't a single building around the King of Qingchu's residence. It was very peaceful.
The interior of the residence was heavily guarded. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't be able to sneak into the King of Qingchu's residence.
In the meeting hall, a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes had a faint smile on his face. Beside him was a skinny old man. The old man had a cold aura around him.
The third prince was also in the meeting hall.
"What's the situation?" asked the middle-aged man softly.
He was the King of Qingchu of the Iron and Blood Empire, second only to Tie Feihong. His popularity in the empire surpassed that of the top general, Tie Feilong.
"King of Qingchu, your plan is really brilliant. Now, all the cultivators of the Divine Weapon Pavilion are very angry with this supervisor. As long as someone stirs the fire, they will definitely cause a ruckus in the imperial palace," said the third prince softly.
The skinny old man beside him didn't say anything.
"Our plan was to kill the martial grandmaster, but we happened to meet the supervisor. Let's get rid of him as well."
The King of Qingchu nodded slightly and said, "Continue to spread the news that the supervisor killed the martial grandmaster of the Divine Weapon Pavilion and tried to invade the Iron and Blood Empire."
"By the way, drag Tie Feihong in as well. Say that Tie Feihong secretly instructed the supervisor to do what he did.
Tie Feihong colluded with the Yellow Spring Sect, "said the King of Qingchu.
The third prince nodded heavily and left the meeting hall.
After the third prince left, the skinny old man finally spoke.
"King of Qingchu, is it worth doing this for a young boy?"
The King of Qingchu shook his head slightly and said, "Don't underestimate the students of the Five Elements Academy."
As the supervisor, Fang Chen would definitely ensure the safety of the entire Iron and Blood Empire for the next six months.
"Yes, but since you want to do it, you have to do it cleanly. If the Five Elements Academy finds out, you won't be able to bear the consequences," said the skinny old man.
The King of Qingchu chuckled and said, "I don't have to do anything if I want to kill someone."
Everything that happened today was part of the King of Qingchu's plan.
In just a day's time, the news that the Supervisor had killed the Martial Arts Grandmaster was spread all over the Imperial City. All the martial artists in the Divine Weapon Pavilion were furious and wanted to rush into the Imperial Palace to kill the Supervisor and seek justice.
"The supervisor is too lawless. Does he really think he's a supervisor? He actually killed the martial grandmaster."
"Damn the supervisor. We must tear him into pieces. Otherwise, how can we pay tribute to the martial grandmaster's spirit in heaven?"
"The martial grandmaster was a highly respected martial artist, but he was actually killed by the supervisor. It's too infuriating."
Within the entire Imperial City, everyone was talking about the Monitor. When everyone mentioned the Monitor, their hearts were filled with rage.
Just as all the martial artists in the imperial city knew about the supervisor's evil deeds, another piece of news spread and caused a huge commotion.
"What supervisor did this? It was King Tie Feihong who instructed him to do this."
"Tie Feihong colluded with the Yellow Spring Sect and used the supervisor to kill the martial grandmaster."
"Is this true? Is the king really colluding with the Yellow Spring Sect?"
The news of Tie Feihong colluding with the Yellow Spring Sect spread throughout the imperial city.
Everyone in the imperial city was in a state of panic.
When the martial artists of the Divine Weapon Pavilion heard the news, they all roared and wanted to suppress the supervisor.
At this moment, Tie Feihong was lying on an armchair in the imperial garden with a grave expression. Tie Feilong was anxiously pacing back and forth.
"Big Brother, the public is talking about you now. It's not good for you," said Tie Feilong.
Tie Feihong naturally knew, but he couldn't do anything about it.
The enemy's move was too ruthless.
They used the supervisor to lead the public opinion and then exposed him colluding with the Yellow Spring Sect.
The public opinion was terrifying. Although the imperial family had tried their best to explain, many people were still wondering if Tie Feihong had really colluded with the Yellow Spring Sect.
Was the supervisor one of his men?
"Brilliant, really brilliant." Tie Feihong couldn't help sighing.
This move was too brilliant.