Chapter 243 Qian Renxue is targeted by the princess of the ancient kingdom!
The Primordial Celestial Court, the Office of Miscellaneous Servants.
Although this is the lowest level of the Celestial Court, its spiritual energy is far more abundant than that of the so-called blessed lands in the lower realms.
Outside a towering bronze palace, hundreds of servants dressed in gray linen clothes were gathered together.
If these people were placed in the eight lower realms, wouldn't each of them be a giant who could be called a patriarch or ancestor?
Which one wasn't an emperor ruling over vast territories?
But here they can only take brooms and sweep away the fallen leaves that have been imbued with the aura of the immortals, day after day.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the servants' quarters was unusually lively.
Everyone stopped what they were doing and gathered in small groups to discuss the earth-shattering news that had just come from the inner sect.
"Have you heard? War is about to break out at the Inner Sect's Border Defense Platform!"
"Who and who?"
"Who else could it be! That Zero Sequence who was just promoted from the lower realm, and Lord Blacksmith from the inner sect!"
"My god, Lord Hei Qing? He was a top genius who almost made it into the top ten, and he's also a pure-blooded Primordial Black Dragon! Has that brat from the lower realm gone mad?"
In the center of the crowd, a young woman dressed in servant's clothes, but with a few cloud patterns embroidered in gold thread on the hem, sneered.
She had a beautiful face, but her brows revealed an unyielding arrogance and meanness.
This woman's name is Gu Qing'er, and she was originally the eldest princess of a low-level ancient kingdom.
After going through countless hardships and even exhausting most of the ancient kingdom's resources, they barely managed to secure a spot to work as a servant in the Primordial Immortal Court.
But this did not make her feel humiliated; on the contrary, she was proud of it. With her skills and the treasures she brought, she managed to become a minor leader in this menial area.
"What zero sequence? It was just a stroke of luck that the Immortal Lord took a second look at it."
Gu Qing'er crossed her arms, her face full of disdain:
"Even if the body of a pure-blooded Primordial Dragon is suppressed to the Blood Transformation Realm, it is still an unparalleled treasure body that is impervious to all laws."
"That wild brat from the lower realm hasn't even grown his hair yet; he probably can't even withstand Lord Black Qi's dragon might."
"In my opinion, at most three moves, and that kid will be smashed into mincemeat by Lord Hei Qing with one slap, leaving not even a bone fragment."
The servants around him, eager to curry favor with this minor leader, all chimed in with their own words.
"Sister Qing'er is right. People from the lower realms have inferior bloodlines. How can they fight against pure-blooded true dragons?"
"They're probably so scared they've wet themselves on the platform by now!"
"Exactly, exactly, hahahahahaha!"
...
Not far away, Zhu Zhuqing was silently wiping the huge bronze pillar with a rag.
She remained aloof and ignored the gossip.
But Qian Renxue, who was also dressed in gray linen clothes but whose unparalleled beauty could not be concealed, stopped what she was doing.
Qian Renxue frowned slightly.
The image of the little boy with big, clear eyes, holding a jar of animal milk, came to mind.
"He won't lose."
Qian Renxue's voice wasn't loud, but it sounded particularly out of place amidst the laughter of the servants.
The laughter abruptly stopped.
Hundreds of eyes turned to Qian Renxue and Zhu Zhuqing in the corner.
Gu Qing'er's smile vanished instantly, and she walked over with an icy gaze.
She looked Qian Renxue up and down, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.
Even dressed in the roughest linen clothes, this woman still exuded a noble air.
"What did you say?" Gu Qing'er took two steps closer, her tone icy.
"I said, Xiao Shihao won't lose." Qian Renxue met Gu Qing'er's gaze without flinching and calmly repeated herself.
"Pfft."
However, Gu Qing'er seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and suddenly covered her mouth and burst into laughter.
Then her eyes sharpened, and she pointed a finger at Qian Renxue's nose, mocking her mercilessly:
"I almost forgot, you two also crawled out of those garbage dumps in the lower realm, didn't you?"
"What? Seeing your fellow lower realm beings, Sequence Zero, about to get beaten up, you two lowly trash actually feel some sympathy?"
"Know your place!"
"Although they came from the lower realm, they were lucky enough to temporarily occupy a position in the hierarchy."
"And what about you? You're only fit to wipe the pillars and sweep the floor here!"
"To dare to contradict me in public for someone I don't even know is utterly foolish!"
Despite Gu Qing'er's belittling, Qian Renxue's gaze remained unwavering; she simply replied with a faint, indifferent remark:
"Who says I don't know him?"
"His name is Xiao Shihao, I know him."
Upon hearing this, the entire servants' quarters fell silent for a moment, followed by another burst of laughter.
"Hahaha! That's hilarious!"
"What did she say? She knows about Sequence Zero?!"
"Are you still dreaming? If you know Sequence Zero, I also know the Lord of the Celestial Court!"
Gu Qing'er was almost laughing through her tears. She pointed at Qian Renxue as if she were looking at a fool.
"Good, very good."
"Since you have so much confidence in your acquaintance, how about we make a bet?"
"Let's head to the outer perimeter of the border control platform now!"
"If that kid gets beaten to a pulp by Lord Hei Qing, you, and the one next to you…" Gu Qing'er pointed at Zhu Zhuqing.
"You two kneel outside this bronze hall and lick all the floor tiles clean with your tongues!"
"Let's gamble." Qian Renxue threw away the rag in her hand without any hesitation.
Although Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, she stood silently beside Qian Renxue.
"Let's go! Let's go see what's going on!"
And so, led by Gu Qing'er, a large group of servants marched in a grand procession toward the border control platform.
...
Half an hour later.
When the servants arrived at a floating mountain peak far away from the border control platform.
The scene before them completely stunned them.
A sea of people!
The void surrounding the pressure platform was densely packed with disciples of the Primordial Immortal Court.
The inner sect's prodigy sat cross-legged on a cloud, with layers of divine halos growing behind his head, making him look like a god.
The outer disciples rode various ancient remnants, flying swords, and magical treasures, completely surrounding the sky.
Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, the invisible pressure created by the gathering of tens of thousands of immortal cultivators made Gu Qing'er and the other servants pale and breathless. They could only stand far away in the outermost corner, standing on tiptoe to look around.
"Quick, look at the stands!"
Suddenly, someone exclaimed in surprise.
The servants strained their eyes to look at the border control platform a hundred miles away.
At this point, the battle was drawing to a close.
Because of the great distance, the array patterns blocked out most of the aura, and they couldn't see the specific moves at all.
They could only vaguely see a massive black dragon, as large as a mountain, roaring in agony in mid-air.
And a tiny golden figure was riding on the back of that giant dragon.
One punch.
Two punches.
With each punch, the arrogant black dragon's body would sink a little deeper, and large patches of black scales would shatter and fall like raindrops.
Finally, to the utter astonishment of the servants...
The enormous black dragon was forcefully slammed from mid-air into the arena floor by that tiny golden figure!
Dust flew everywhere; the outcome was decided.
Upon seeing this scene, Gu Qing'er and the others on the floating mountain were stunned, staring wide-eyed as if they had seen a ghost.
"We lost..."
"Lord Blacksmith actually lost?"
(End of chapter)