The Hierarchy of Ruler and Minister
The Imperial Martial Competition seemed to have happened just last night. Qin Hao had defeated all the geniuses and become the champion. He had withstood the pressure from all sides and become the prince consort. He had finally married the princess.
Although Zheng Qingchi had stopped in the top ten, his battle with Ye Shuihan had still received high praise from the crowd and Qin Hao's approval.
Qin Hao knew Ye Shuihan's talent and ability best. He did not have the upper hand in the battle with Zheng Qingchi.
In the end, they both suppressed their killing moves and wanted the other to win.
Because they both held back, they both lost the qualification to advance.
However, that battle left a deep impression in the hearts of the Beijiang sects and the audience!
"You really made me look for you!" Qin Hao smiled bitterly.
That day, Zheng Qingchi had left an ancient token of the Zheng Tribe, inviting him to participate in the Divine Palace Omen and travel together.
If he had not been looking for Zheng Qingchi, the series of events would not have happened.
However, before he reached the ruins of Nanlu, he unexpectedly met Zheng Qingchi in the Wan Cultivator Alliance.
"I'm really sorry. It's all because of me that I brought you so much trouble!" Zheng Qingchi's face was full of regret. He obviously knew what had happened in Golden Light City.
Qin Hao arrived in the Southern Region and landed at Ping City Harbor. Ping City was the most prosperous harbor, but its location was not the closest to Western Liang.
In the Wan Cultivator Alliance, there was a mountain range in the shape of an eagle's head that extended to the South Sea. It was called Eagle Head Harbor.
Zheng Qingchi felt that Qin Hao would land at Eagle Head Harbor. He had already ordered some clansmen to be stationed there in advance to welcome him.
It was not difficult to find him at all.
However, due to a strange combination of factors …
"Fortunately, you're safe. Just take it as an experience!"
Qin Hao smiled in relief. His smile was somewhat forced. Xiao Han's spiritual sense had been cruelly damaged. It was not something that could be easily covered up by saying that he was safe.
However, Zheng Qingchi was not at fault. How could he be blamed for it?
"The Xuanyuan family will pay the price!" Zheng Qingchi secretly clenched his fists, his face full of hatred.
Although he was not responsible for Xiao Han's matter, he had his own reasons.
Moreover, Qin Hao was invited by him and was already a guest of the Zheng Tribe.
Of course, the Zheng family had a part to play in the revenge.
"Duanmu Qinghui greets Your Highness Qingchi!" As they spoke, Qing Lao walked over and knelt in front of Zheng Qingchi. The people of the Left Faction also kowtowed.
"Great Elder Qing Lao, please rise. The Zheng Family is no longer a royal family!" Zheng Qingchi was flattered and hurriedly helped Qing Lao up. He told the civil officials of the left faction not to salute.
At this moment, the Rightist Faction was completely unperturbed.
"What's going on?" Qin Hao was slightly startled as he looked at Zheng Qingchi.
In the northern border, he had guessed that the other party's identity was not ordinary. Duanmu Qinghui had called him Your Highness. In the southern region, there were only three imperial clans. Could it be that Zheng Qingchi was a prince of a small country?
"Young friend, there's no need to be surprised. The predecessor of the Myriad Cultivator Alliance was the State of Zheng, the fourth empire of the Southern Domain.
Of course, it couldn't compare to the current three emperors. Even when the State of Zheng was at its strongest, its territory was still the smallest, and its national strength was also the weakest.
Qingchi is a descendant of our Great Zheng's royal family. Because of an accident … "Qing Lao explained with a sigh.
In the past half month, he often saw Qin Hao holding an ancient token in his hand in the bamboo grove. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it. Perhaps the Xuanyuan Family was putting some pressure on him.
However, after a few times, Qing Lao noticed the ancient token. As the last official of the Great Zheng, he discovered that the ancient token was an item of the former royal family.
"Miss Xiao Han's matter has already made you very worried. Old Man didn't tell you and made the decision in private to invite Your Highness Qingchi over. I hope it didn't affect you!" Qing Lao said with some embarrassment. He had asked the Old Demon and learned where Qin Hao's ancient token had come from.
It turned out that Qin Hao's group had come to the southern region to find Zheng Qingchi.
"If you had told me earlier, this junior wouldn't have had to take so many detours!" Qin Hao shook his head with a smile. The heavens were truly toying with him.
"Big Brother Qingchi's family is actually so powerful in the southern region!"
Tsiogua said enviously. He used to be the son of the leader of Exploding Flame City's number one mercenary group and was already the moon surrounded by the stars.
Although he was later conferred the title of King Qi by Qin Hao, his background couldn't compare to Zheng Qingchi's.
"Little Brother Gua, you must be joking!"
Zheng Qingchi nodded. Tsiogua's performance in the Emperor Martial Competition had been outstanding and could not be ignored. Zheng Qingchi was no stranger to him. However, when he looked at Qin Hao's group, his gaze was somewhat regretful. "Why don't I see Shuihan? Didn't she come with you?"
There was actually a gap between him and Qin Hao. However, Ye Shuihan, even though the two of them had not met in private, they had already established a deep friendship in the arena.
At that time, the two of them would not have held back at the same time. In fact, they both admired each other.
"Alas, it's difficult to let Brother Han come!"
Tsiogua sighed. With the signs of the Divine Palace, the mortality rate was as high as one hundred percent. Ye Longyuan had more than a dozen princesses, but he only had one precious son. There was no way he would let Ye Shuihan come.
"I really want to see him!" Zheng Qingchi said.
"What, you're not convinced?" Qin Hao smiled. Seeing Ye Shuihan was just a pretense. His real goal was to exchange pointers again.
"Hahaha …" Zheng Qingchi and Tsiogua both laughed.
"Cough!" A deep cough suddenly broke the joyous atmosphere of the group.
Qin Hao looked over. It was Xiang Bu. At this moment, everyone from the Right Faction had an extremely impatient expression.
Clearly, the Right Faction was dissatisfied that they had been ignored.
"Duanmu Qinghui, if you invited the Zheng Clan's descendant to reminisce, why did you bring Old Man along? Why did you summon so many officials? What is the current situation of the Myriad Cultivator Alliance?"
Xiang Bu coldly glanced at Zheng Qingchi. His expression was very cold, and there was even a hint of resistance. The meaning of his words was clearly that he did not have time to accompany them.
"Elder Qinghui, this general's time is very precious!" A Right Faction general snorted coldly.
"If there is nothing else, we will return to the city to supervise the battle!" Another person said.
From beginning to end, the Right Faction people did not take Zheng Qingchi seriously. Although he was a prince of the previous dynasty, many of the Right Faction people were old officials of the Zheng Clan. Not to mention kneeling, they did not even greet him. They completely regarded Zheng Qingchi, this prince, as a passerby.
They knew Duanmu Qinghui's wish. He wanted to help the Zheng Clan regain their position.
This wish was the opposite of the Right Faction's ideology.
The Right Faction camp currently controlled almost the entire Myriad Cultivator Alliance. Each of them held important positions and were high above.
Xiang Bu was even more so. How could he allow the Zheng Clan to return and take away his glory, wealth, and power?
Now, everything in the Myriad Cultivator Alliance was protected by the Right Faction. It had nothing to do with the Zheng Clan. At least they thought so.
Zheng Qingchi's expression was unsightly. It was as if he was an ant in the eyes of the Right Faction generals. He had to look up to them.
Even in the past, he was not as important as Qin Hao in the main hall of the Zheng Clan.
At the very least, when Qin Hao stepped in, many of the people present respectfully addressed him as "Pavilion Master Qin". Their tone was more or less respectful.
But what about him?
He was a descendant of Emperor Zheng. According to his current status, he was the crown prince.
Yes, the Zheng Clan had abdicated.
But he did not receive the respect he deserved.
On the contrary, in front of his former officials, he had to look up to them.
One could see how uncomfortable Zheng Qingchi's heart was.
"Elder Qinghui, Brother Qin Hao, I had better leave!" Zheng Qingchi was very uncomfortable. He knew that the Right Faction people did not welcome him.
Standing in the hall, he had no right to speak. He was even an eyesore to the Right Faction.
After all, he had no right to participate in the Myriad Cultivator Alliance's political affairs.
Even if the Zheng Clan's former world was about to be destroyed!
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Divine Emperor of the Nine Heavens.