The Heaven-shattering: Starting from Simulating Becoming an Emperor

Chapter 114 The Taste of a Princess

The shop owner was speechless.

He covered his chest, pretending to be heartbroken, and lowered his head and sighed.

If it were someone else, he would definitely not have so much patience.

The girl would make him angry from time to time, and I really didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, whether she was just stupid or just a black-hearted person.

In short, as a saint, he was often choked and speechless for a long time.

"The owner doesn't want to see you for the time being, so please go make me another cup of tea, and go slowly so I can take my time."

Out of sight, out of mind. Saint with a mustache, please spare me. I'm really afraid that one day I will be so angry that I die.

"Oh."

The girl pouted, shrugged helplessly as if she was used to it, and walked into the backyard with the tea bowl in hand.

The black and red paper man leaned against the wall and looked straight ahead.

He touched his chin and nodded in a humane manner, listening to the conversation secretly. Even the saints with high realms did not notice it.

On the busy street, Zhang Huan sat in a private room of a teahouse, imitating the movements of the paper man.

It turned out that as soon as he stepped into the store, his identity as a member of the extreme Zhang family was exposed. It was not enough to change the world, but he also had to hide his bloodline.
Zhang Huan is not without this kind of secret technique, and they are all imperial techniques.

But no one expected that the Zhang family’s influence was so great that even people in the small county town on the edge of the continent recognized them.

Fortunately, he was not teleported directly to Zhongzhou, otherwise he would have inevitably gotten into a lot of trouble because of his bloodline without knowing it, and would have been entangled in the relationship between his own lineage and his family.

Even an honest judge cannot settle family affairs, which are as complicated as fine hemp. Moreover, the past of the ancestor and the family cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.

Zhang Huan decided not to get involved in this mess. Although the Jidao family had a powerful background for most cultivators, it was just that for Zhang Huan. With the Emperor's soldiers, there was no difference between them and other families.

"It's a bit deliberate to conceal your breath. It's most appropriate to change your original breath after changing the world. It won't make people notice anything unusual."

Zhang Huan pinched his fingers to perform a secret technique, and a layer of Taoist charm emerged on the surface of his body, changing his aura from the outside to the inside, making his face and inner self exactly the same as the great king he had killed not long ago, without any loopholes.

"Judging from the attitude of the shop owner, the young waiter who received us seems to have a very high profile, and even a saint like him doesn't dare to lose his temper."

"But I didn't find anything special about her in the store just now. She is just an ordinary second-level immortal with ordinary looks and average qualifications."

Zhang Huan hummed softly, guessing that she might have a secret treasure on her body that was specifically used to cover up her identity.

To be able to do this perfectly and make Zhang Huan unable to see through it, one must be at least a quasi-emperor, plus the Taihao Holy Land she just mentioned.
Zhang Huan took out a continental map that was two meters long and wide. In the Northern Divine Region where he was currently located, the noble mark of the Taihao Holy Land was particularly obvious.

It is an extremely powerful force like the Zhang family, occupying the entire Northern Divine Region. The ancient imperial weapon is called the River Map and Luo Shu, and it is said that it can deduce the sixteen hexagrams of the innate, calculate all the secrets of the heaven without any omissions, and is even better than half a son of the heaven.

The founder is the ancestor of divination. He has blessed the successors throughout the ages and protected their lives and property from being harmed. He has a special status.

"More than a decade ago, a baby girl from Taihao Holy Land was chosen by Hetu Luoshu as the successor. Because of her special status, she was protected by a secret treasure."

Zhang Huan's brows furrowed, wondering if it was her. Whether in terms of origin, age or secret treasure, she matched the young woman exactly.

Then I read the introduction, which said that she was one of the rare people who was born close to the Tao, with a physique close to that of an immortal, and was friendly to the Tao, making her most suitable for divination.

In terms of potential, he is not much inferior to the ancestor of that time. In the future, he may become the second ancient emperor of this path, and he has been recognized by the imperial soldiers himself.

Because of this, the Holy Land attached great importance to her and had been protecting her strictly all along, fearing that the future of the fortune teller would be in their hands. From childhood to adulthood, she had never been allowed to leave the Holy Land of Taihao.

"Hasn't she ever left Taihao Holy Land? Could it be another woman from the Holy Land?"

Zhang Huan was doubtful, but no matter what, this woman was undoubtedly from the Taihao Holy Land, and her status was not low, at least she was the descendant of a quasi-emperor.

After she left, the owner closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and stroked his chest up and down with his hands. He looked much more relaxed.

He slumped down in the chair and took a few breaths to relax. Seeing that she had gone far away, the owner turned serious, with a sad look on his face and a barely perceptible light flashing in his eyes for a moment.

"This girl is so stupid even though she is a saint. How can she not realize the key point at all? She has too little experience. How can she beat other geniuses?"

His concern about the girl's path was almost spot-on. Having good talent does not necessarily mean great achievements in the future, as most people die halfway.

If one wants to survive to the end, one must have both cunning and determination, but it happens that she has neither, which makes one sad.

"A young demon hidden by the Zhang family, unknown to the public, suddenly appeared in the far north by the sea, and was so unfamiliar with Zhongzhou that he even had to buy a map.
It's as if he has never been to Zhongzhou. Given the purity of his bloodline, this shouldn't be the case."

The saint with the mustache had sharp eyes, as if he saw through everything.

The Zhang family in Zhongzhou has always practiced intra-family marriage since ancient times and considers the outflow of blood as a taboo. From the source down, every bloodline is retained within the family to maximize the continuation of the bloodline's purity.

Therefore, in the past hundred thousand years, there has never been any news of any orphans of the Zhang family scattered around. They would never allow such a thing to happen.

If the Zhang family knew of this person's existence, I'm afraid even the Jidao Emperor's soldiers would have to take action and bring him back even if they had to turn the world upside down.

However, his attitude was vague, as if he was deliberately hiding it. He never released any news to the Zhang family. He practiced until he reached the level of the King of the Way of Slaying before going to Zhongzhou in person.

If you think about it carefully, the reason is hard to understand, and the purpose of going to Zhongzhou this time is also questionable. Is he going to join the Zhang family? It doesn't seem that simple.

“No matter what the reason and purpose is, now that I have met him today, I absolutely cannot watch him go to Zhongzhou. Taihao Holy Land is no worse than the Zhang family and can give him more!
Even if I have to imitate Master Duan De's thick skin and implement this spirit, I have to stick to him and try to win him over."

“If possible, please ask the imperial soldier to wake up again and make an offer that is irresistible. Anything is fine as long as you can keep him.

Otherwise, the Zhang family will coerce and bribe him, and use various means to persuade him to return to his ancestral home, and the Zhang family will have another young hero."

There was already an arrogant little princess who was putting the younger generation under great pressure and she vowed to defeat the saints and goddesses of the other four extreme forces.

Now here comes another genius whose bloodline is as good as hers, and he happens to be a man. What should I do?

Assist the princess as a good wife and you don't need to do anything else. Just taste the princess and other extreme forces will collapse.

This is a far greater threat than a single princess. If they mass-produce powerful emperor-level warriors with pure blood, how will other extreme forces survive?

The saint with a mustache shuddered. It was too horrible.

"As long as we can win him over, we will spend a lot of money. His appearance is fake, but his blood concentration can reflect his aptitude, and his actual bone age will not be that old.

I just happened to come to Taihao Holy Land to be the Holy Son, to be trained as the next successor, and to form a pair with the Holy Girl."

"The old man Hetu Luoshu should also think the same way. The pros and cons are obvious. This little girl is beautiful, talented, and has a solid background. What else does she have?"

The shop owner shook his head in astonishment, thinking of her "evil deed" of destroying his 30 million kilograms of resources in one night, and he had to send her away anyway.

But then he changed his mind. "Forget it, at least she doesn't have bad intentions."

As they were talking, a crisp sound came from the inner room.

The shop owner moved at the sound, like a frightened mouse, almost jumping up from the chair and standing upright.

When he realized that the woman's breath was gone, he reacted and ran straight to the inner room.

Zhang Huan's black paper man also followed, floating in the air like the wind.

"You, my cup, you have wasted ten thousand pounds of energy again."

Before I even arrived, I heard the owner's angry voice.

"Not only does your tea taste terrible, but you also always find new ways to squander my money. It's all your fault that I haven't been able to reach the Saint King level in the past few years."

"My mistake. I wanted to try how mortals make tea, but I broke it without paying attention. I'm sorry."

The young woman hooked her fingers and admitted her mistake in a weak tone.

"Alas, why are you so quick to give up when you do something wrong?"

The owner sighed.

"Why do you want to learn from mortals?"

The young woman thought for a moment, and a vibrating sound of thought came from her throat.

".For fun."

"Was that fun?"

She shook her head. “It’s not fun.”

The saint with the mustache pursed his lips immediately, his heart heaving and he felt like he was about to explode.

But when he saw her answer seriously, his anger disappeared again. He lost his temper and waved his hands weakly.

"Forget it, the cups are glued together and it's fine. I can just use it. Customers with low standards won't notice it anyway."

"I need to communicate with the Holy Land. I may have to go back in the next few days. You should prepare yourself."

After saying this, he didn't give her a chance to ask any more questions. He disappeared from the store in a flash and ran out to look for Zhang Huan.

"The Saintess of Taihao Holy Land? I didn't expect that before I even met the Zhang family, I would accidentally get involved with another Jidao Holy Land."

Zhang Huan's eyes were slightly solemn, but he was not too worried. With his ability to conceal his presence, a saint would not be able to find him unless he showed up on his own initiative.

"And Duan De's apprentice?"

When Zhang Huan was immersed in the scene with the help of the black paper man, he heard with his own ears how the owner addressed Duan De.

Instead of teaching knowledge properly, they teach the so-called shamelessness, just like Duan Deceng, the funny guy Zhang Huan is familiar with.

Based on Zhang Huan's understanding of Duan De, he was undoubtedly fooling people. Zhang Huan could almost assert that:

Duan De's reincarnated body awakened again in this life.

However, there seemed to be some slight difference in the timing. He was actually able to fool a Saint who was about to break through to the Saint King, and after he learned a shameless and socially deadly fighting style, he respectfully called him Master.

This is not something that can be done just by talking about it. On the path of cultivation, the one who is more accomplished is the teacher. If you want others to call you master, you must have the strength first.

This is the only way to fool others. It is more likely that someone will accept it with an open mind. Otherwise, Duan De's unreliable image will be
If anyone dares to say such nonsense, his ashes will be scattered by the saints. He does not have the Sky-Swallowing Demon Cap in this life.

"If I can even trick a peak saint into becoming your disciple, then I must be at least a Saint King, right?"

"It could be the Great Sage realm, but it won't be much higher. Otherwise, the difference in strength is too big. No one would waste time trying to deceive a useless ant."

According to these two realms, Duan De should have been active for hundreds of years and may have always been on the ancient star.

As smart as he is, he must have made a plan as soon as he woke up, and gave up Beidou occupied by the ancient tribes before he even started.

Not only would he live a miserable life if he went there, he might not even be able to survive. Facing ancient creatures, he would have no place to display his talents, and the Ancestral King would not have the patience to listen to a human like him reasoning.

The ancient human race on the prehistoric star is powerful and is not only a great stage for him to display his talents, but also a very superior environment for his practice in the universe.

Judging from the current period of ancient times, only Honghuang has the human race, and it is also the best place for Duan De to gain a foothold and practice. Other places are a little lacking.

And in the prehistoric world, the Northern Divine Region where Zhang Huan was located was the most suitable place for him to cheat and deceive people, and Duan De was definitely doing very well in this region at this time.

If Zhongzhou is the most powerful place in the world with its vast resources, then Beishenyu is famous for its thousands of inherited sects and has a strong mythological flavor.

In the prehistoric world, all the famous sects with a bit of historical background were almost all spread from the Northern Divine Territory to various places.

The Five Mountains were majestic and mysterious. There were countless Buddhist and Taoist temples built by the Buddhist and Taoist religions. In addition, there were also various major sects of the gods. All of them flourished, making the Northern Divine Region a Taoist paradise.

In this pure land where everyone is pursuing a higher level of Taoism, a fake Taoist like Duan De who can make a lie sound like the truth is definitely like a fish in water and lives a more comfortable life than anyone else.

It was no problem for him to rely on his eloquent tongue and the shamelessness of changing his words as easily as turning the pages of a book to create a crooked sect.

"Just continue practicing these two unrelated things. It's best not to see this jerk for the time being, lest you become the goose that gets plucked."

With Duan De's style, people who are targeted by him will either die or be skinned alive. When he is anxious, he will even bite a rabbit. He is greedy and cannot get rid of them once they get stuck.

Now it is suspected that there are many more victims being harmed by him, and Duan De's threat index has increased proportionally.

Leaving Duan De behind like that, Zhang Huan turned his head and quickly glanced at the saint with a mustache who was flying past the side of the teahouse.

"It's not a bad thing that the Holy Land of Taihao intends to win you over. Although I have no intention of becoming the Holy Son of Jidao, I can take advantage of it and quickly cross half of the Northern Divine Territory to reach the inter-territory teleportation array."

Zhang Huan had already decided to jump off the bus halfway and visit the holy land for free.

The saint looked around, his spiritual sense filling the entire county, scanning it over and over again, and it was obvious that he was a little anxious.

After just a short while in the store, Zhang Huan was nowhere to be found. The owner, who had just reported to his superior, began to sweat inwardly.

　Slowly doubting life

　　
　
(End of this chapter)