Transcendent Ember

Chapter 506

"Pei Di Nanqing, what's the matter? Can't we talk about it later?" Yi Zhen said with some resistance. What happened today was too shocking, which made him not in the mood to deal with other things for a while. He just wanted to hide in a safe place. Until all the sixth-rank extraordinary came to Fengcheng.

"Your Majesty." Earl Ferdinand bowed, "I'm talking about your 30th birthday banquet. Previously, His Excellency Gu Quan was in charge of the birthday banquet. Now that His Excellency Gu Quan's life and death are uncertain, who should be in charge of this matter?" Woolen cloth?"

Earl Ferdinand's words made many people's eyes light up slightly.

That's right, Gu Quan fell into a coma, and it's unknown when he will wake up, so who should take over the birthday banquet of His Majesty the Emperor?
Although this is just a banquet, but this banquet is of high standard and great influence. There are as many departments involved as there are stars in the sky. It needs to receive elites and representatives from all walks of life, and even deal with other countries and ethnic groups. , so the person in charge of this banquet must be a person with a high enough position and sufficient prestige, so as to mobilize the strength of various departments to handle this matter well.

At the same time, this is also an opportunity to make meritorious deeds. Once the banquet is successfully held, not only will he gain great prestige in all walks of life, but the officials and even Yi Zhen will also look at him differently.

So, this is a great opportunity.For a while, many people were moved and wanted to take over this errand
"Birthday banquet?" Yi Zhen was taken aback for a moment, and then hesitated, "It's already this time, is this birthday banquet still necessary? Or."

Yi Zhen really wanted to act in a low-key manner, but how could the ministers agree? An official of the Congress immediately said: "Your Majesty, of course it has to be done. If you don't do it, you can't do it. Your Excellency Gu Quan has already notified all ethnic groups and countries, inviting them to send envoys to participate. Representatives from all walks of life in our country have also been invited to the banquet, and everyone is looking forward to it, but at this time, it will be difficult to end if we say no.”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Another official echoed, "If it is announced that the birthday banquet will be cancelled, I am afraid that the outside world will think that Your Majesty and our country have been frightened by today's attack. So at this time, we must insist on holding the banquet. , sending a positive signal to the outside world.”

Yi Zhen opened his mouth, he really wanted to say that he was indeed frightened, but he also thought that he was the king of a country, and it was a bit out of character to say such weak words.So when the words came to his lips, he temporarily changed his rhetoric: "The thief who killed the ancestors has not yet been punished. What if he raids the banquet? Isn't that a bigger embarrassment in front of all countries and tribes?"

"Your Majesty, you don't need to worry about this," Xiao Wei said, vowing, "Your Majesty's order has been issued, and the other three sixth-rank transcendents will come to Fengcheng soon. It doesn't matter if the thief doesn't come, as long as he comes, the ministers will kill him in front of the envoys of various countries and ethnic groups, and show our country's prestige."

"Yes, Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about Commander Xiao and the three sixth-rank extraordinary in the army."

"The thief has come, and he will never come back."

"It's just that if there is no future trouble, just based on this, this banquet must be held."

"Your Majesty, that's your 30th birthday."

The ministers were all of one mind, and Yi Zhen could no longer say anything to refute, and compromised: "Then, according to what the ministers said, the banquet will be held as scheduled. But...
"Who should replace Gu Qing and be in charge of the preparations for the banquet?"

When many officials heard these words, their breathing became short of breath, and they began to rack their brains to figure out how to get this good job.But at this moment, Earl Ferdinand suddenly spoke:

"Your Majesty, I recommend someone to take on this important task."

Yi Zhen cheered up: "Who? Pei Di Nanqing, come and listen to me."

"Prince Yi Kun!" Count Ferdinand said a name loudly.

The officials who were not nominated were disappointed for a while, and some even became anxious.But Yi Zhen's eyes lit up, as if seeing the sun through the clouds: "Uncle Emperor? That's right, why didn't I think of it?"

He looked at Yi Kun who looked astonished: "Uncle Huang, I will leave this job to you."

"Leave it to me?" Yi Kun waved his hands again and again, refusing, "Your Majesty, isn't this appropriate?"

"Your Excellency is being modest," Earl Ferdinand said with a smile, "In terms of status, Your Excellency is a member of the royal family, extremely honorable, able to restrain the relevant departments, and prevent them from acting obediently; in terms of ability, your ability is obvious to all; Loyalty, His Majesty must be most assured of you."

"Yes." Yi Zhen nodded and said, "Among the royal family members who supported me in inheriting the great treasure, except for the emperor's brother Yi'an, the only one left is you, the emperor's uncle. You are the closest and most trusted person to me. Only when the errand is handed over to the emperor, can I rest assured."

"Your Majesty actually trusts so much." Yi Kun was moved by what he said, and leaned over, "Then I will be disrespectful. Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will definitely make this banquet a success."

"With Uncle Huang's words, I feel relieved."

Seeing that Yi Zhen accepted the appointment of Gu Quan's successor without hesitation, the officials were immediately disappointed, but the emperor's order has been issued, and there is nothing they can do to be disappointed.

After a while, a group of fifth-rank superhumans monitored the whole city, and after confirming that there was no danger, the officials and nobles left Fengtian Palace.

Yi Kun was the last one to leave, and when he walked out of the palace gate, he happened to see Rosebull coming out from another direction.

"Mr. Rosebull." Yi Kun said, "How is Your Excellency Gu Quan?"

"Your Excellency the Prince." Rosbull bowed, and said in a respectful voice with a bit of exhaustion, "Your Excellency Gu Quan's life is not in serious danger for the time being, but my ability is limited, and there is no way to revive him."

Yi Kun said with a sullen face, "Are you sure?"

"Sure." Rosebull said.

Yi Kun nodded, with the same look on his face: "Your Excellency Gu Quan is a minister capable of governing the country, and I hope that Mr. Rosebull will take more care to cure him. In the future, this country will still need talents like him to govern."

Rosebull nodded: "Don't worry, Your Excellency, I will do my best to treat any patient, but Your Excellency Gu Quan's situation is special. Please, Your Excellency, seek help from extraordinary doctors from various countries and ethnic groups as soon as possible."

"Let's talk about it after His Majesty's birthday banquet." Yi Kun pondered for a moment, then said calmly, "At that time, everything should have been settled."

"Then I will wait for the good news, Your Excellency, I will take my leave first."

"Sir go slow."

"The battle is over." In the fast hotel, Qiu Wen, who was watching by the window, saw the aftermath of the battle in the nine heavens gradually calm down, and said in a low voice, "I don't know the result of the battle? The battle between the sixth-rank extraordinary is too wide Now, it can reach tens of kilometers at every turn, and ordinary people can't keep up with their speed. Moreover, these sixth-rank transcendents today also involve powerful space capabilities, making it even more difficult for people to peep."

After a long time, seeing that nothing happened outside, Qiu Wen looked away and looked at the black crow beside her.

At this moment, the black crow spread its wings, and its body was filled with a deep and cold aura, like a crow god of death, but he had a majestic treasure, and a pair of jewel-like eyes shot out soul-stirring shots, shooting towards the ' Death's Scythe'.

One after another, dark green resentful souls emerged from the engravings on the 'Death Scythe', making scalp-numbing screams.If ordinary people listen to it, they will be mentally weak and have nightmares again and again.

Fortunately, there is a layer of sound insulation enchantment, so that these sounds do not disturb the residents in the next house
The light in the black crow's eyes shot into an extremely powerful resentful soul, and a mole could be faintly seen on that resentful soul's face
The resentful soul let out a scream that made eardrums tear apart, comparable to a mental attack. He was extremely powerful, twisting his soul body constantly, trying to break free from the control of the "Death Scythe", and at the same time struggling to resist the black crow's soul-reading .

Bean-sized cold sweat oozes from Black Crow's forehead, and the muscles on his face are twitching unceasingly. It is very difficult to forcibly read the soul of a fourth-rank extraordinary with a second-rank extraordinary body.

Even though the soul of the picket with a mole on his face has been harvested by the 'Scythe of Death', it is still very difficult to read useful information from his soul.

The struggle of the fourth-grade resentful soul turned into a powerful backlash, which was transmitted to the soul of the black crow through the 'scythe of death', making him twitch like chaff.

"I can't go on like this," Qiu Wen, who was watching, couldn't help becoming anxious.

Black Crow also realized this, his pupils narrowed, staring at the soul of the picket with a mole on his face, and suddenly made a decision.

A power of the soul was injected into the 'Death's Scythe', causing a pale flame to ignite on the sickle.

"Hey!—"

As soon as the flame ignited, each of the resentful souls let out a piercing scream. Their souls quickly disintegrated in the flames, and some weak souls were burnt to ashes in an instant.

The soul of the picket with a mole on his face also screamed. In the pale flames, his soul began to disintegrate like the snow of three winters meeting the sun of midsummer, like a candle thrown into the fire .

In the blink of an eye, the soul of the prosecutor with a mole on his face shrank a circle and became much weaker.

Qiu Wen's eyelids trembled, and she asked curiously and worriedly: "If you burn his soul like this, will it burn his memory along with it?"

"It's inevitable." Black Crow nodded and admitted, "But the first ones to be burned are some irrelevant memories. He cares about those things the most, and they are engraved in the deepest part of his memory. It's not that easy. was burned."

Qiuwen nodded. She didn't know much about this, so she didn't give any useless suggestions.

After a few more seconds, about one-third of the soul of the prosecutor with a mole on his face had been burned away. The black crow stopped, waved away the pale flames, and then started to read the soul again.

This time, the soul of the picket with a mole on his face was powerless to resist his reading.

After 1 minute, Black Crow's breath was stagnant, and his eyes widened suddenly: "I know who is really planning to rebel!"

(End of this chapter)