This martial saint's health bar is too thick

Chapter 605 A City Full of Flowers in One Day, Golden Scales Bloom Under the Emperor's Sword
November 5th, the first year of Yuanxing.

Lanling City.

As dawn broke, the ten-mile-long pavilion outside the East Gate was already filled with black-clad soldiers, their banners obscuring the sky!

The nine ministers stood in rows, civil and military officials alike, while the Grand Secretary Ye Ze'an sat in the long pavilion.

All five heads of the six cabinets, plus Ji Yiheng, the deputy head of the Zhengfa Pavilion, were present!

So many high-ranking officials are waiting here because the Marquis of Jing'an of the Great Lan Dynasty is returning to the capital today!
Whether in terms of titles or official positions, Ye Ze'an and the other pavilion masters were no less than Li Fei.

Normally, it would be impossible for them to leave the city together just to welcome one person.

Even Wenren Zheng never received this kind of treatment!

But this time it's different.

For more than five hundred years since the founding emperor of the Great Blue Dynasty, someone in the Great Blue Dynasty has finally achieved the feat of destroying the country!

Moreover, it wasn't some small country that was destroyed, but the former second strongest country in the Eastern Continent—the Grassland Royal Court!
Such achievements are enough to warrant that civil and military officials come out of the city to welcome him.

Inside the pavilion, Ye Ze'an was looking down at a piece of intelligence in his hand.

The intelligence report stated that Li Fei and Bai Yanjun carved words on that mountain peak when they parted ways.

What is the meaning of Mount Yanran?

Even the learned Ye Ze'an couldn't understand why Li Fei would choose such a name.

but.
"Anyone who dares to invade our Central Plains, no matter how far away, shall be punished!"

A rare smile appeared on Ye Ze'an's face.

He didn't like drinking, and the number of times he drank in his entire life couldn't even be counted on two hands.

But when he read the words Li Fei had carved, he felt that every single word was worth drinking a large cup of wine!
Ni Xuan, the Pavilion Master of Zhige Pavilion, who was sitting to the side, noticed Ye Ze'an's smile, glanced at the intelligence in the other's hand, and immediately understood:
"The words of the Marquis of Jing'an should be etched in history!"

Ye Ze'an looked up at Ni Xuan and nodded: "That's how it should be."

Ni Xuan said with regret, "It's a pity. I don't know if I will have the opportunity to fight alongside Marquis Jing'an in the future."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ze'an smiled but offered no comment.

He knew that Ni Xuan's words were actually meant for him, the Grand Secretary, hoping that he would have the opportunity to fight alongside Li Fei in the future, instead of staying in Lanling City forever.

Zuo Jun can be said to have made his name in history alongside Li Fei, but that's not the most enviable thing.

What's most enviable is that Zuo Jun was originally ranked relatively low among the Grandmasters of the Dao Realm in the Great Blue Dynasty.

As a result, after the battle in the Eastern Territory, they have now found an opportunity to break through!

As the head of the Zhige Pavilion, Ni Xuan was originally considered by the Imperial Preceptor Yun Shu to have the second best chance of breaking through to the next realm, second only to Bai Yan.

As a result, Zuo Jun has now surpassed him.

How could he not be envious or even jealous?
Ye Ze'an looked up and ahead.

The frosty morning light cleaved through the clouds, landing on the spear tips of the imperial guards arrayed on both sides of the official road, exploding into a shower of cold, star-like gleam.

The eighteen purple velvet and gold-threaded dragon flags of the Flag Bearer Battalion fluttered wildly in the wind, the coiled dragons embroidered on the flags seemingly about to burst forth from the silk.

Suddenly, a figure broke through the morning mist and appeared at the end of the official road.

"Marquis Jing'an! It's Marquis Jing'an!"

The gasps of surprise were like sparks splashed into a sea of ​​oil, instantly igniting the crowd.

Ye Ze'an was the first to rise from his seat, and the other ministers followed suit, walking out of the pavilion.

The imperial guards on both sides of the official road suddenly stopped, their long spears pointing straight to the sky, their cold light forming a silver river—

"Wei!"

"Wei!"

"Wei!"

The deafening shouts, like the roar of a dragon, awakened Lanling City from the morning mist.

The Imperial Guards cheered for the newcomer from the bottom of their hearts, each of them looking at him with admiration.

Li Fei, dressed in a golden robe, exuded a restrained aura as his robes fluttered as he strode along the official road.

He knew in advance that there would be a welcoming ceremony prepared specifically for him today, but he did not expect it to be so grand.

Seeing Ye Ze'an leading the civil and military officials towards him, he quickened his pace to meet them.

"Congratulations to Marquis Jing'an on his triumphant return, for expanding the territory of our Great Blue Dynasty!"

After Ye Ze'an stopped, he bowed to Li Feixing.

The civil and military officials behind him also saluted Li Fei.

Li Fei quickly returned the greeting: "Thank you all, colleagues! This great victory is inseparable from the support of all of you in the rear, and it is not the work of Li Fei alone."

He wasn't just being polite; he genuinely felt that without Ye Ze'an and others strategizing from behind the scenes, he and the Baiyan Army wouldn't have been able to achieve such a great victory.

Upon hearing Li Fei's words, all the civil and military officials present smiled and felt very pleased.

Even the dissatisfaction some people felt for waiting for Li Fei outside the city in the thick fog early in the morning had dissipated by now.

"His Majesty has decreed..."

Ye Ze'an said to Li Fei, "Marquis Jing'an has rendered unparalleled service to the country. Now that he has returned victorious, he should ride through the capital and the whole city should celebrate!"

"what?"

Li Fei was stunned upon hearing this.

He originally thought that this welcoming ceremony outside the city would be the end of it, and he could go into the city to report back.

I never expected there would be a segment where we rode horses through the capital.

Nobody told him beforehand that it was going to be this big.
"Lord Jing'an, this is a precious horse bestowed by the Emperor. Please accept it."

Ye Ze'an smiled and turned to the side to indicate.

An imperial guard led a magnificent white horse over.

This horse is no ordinary horse, but a fifth-grade exotic beast raised by the royal family—the Snow-Treading Dragon Steed!
Its body was as white as snow, and its four hooves were shrouded in icy mist. It was Emperor Hongguang's favorite horse, and he rode this Snow-Treading Dragon Steed many times during spring and autumn hunts.

Li Fei looked at the divine steed before him, then glanced at the smiling civil and military officials watching him, took a deep breath, and mounted the horse.

The instant his fingertips touched the saddle—

"Xilulu——"

The white horse raised its head and neighed loudly, its voice like the cracking of jade. Ice mist suddenly spread around it, and frost instantly condensed three feet below its hooves. A clear and majestic aura swept across the entire area!
"The Marquis of Jing'an returns to the capital—"

A squad of Imperial Guards, clad in black armor and gleaming like the sun, stood in two rows, their golden maces and axes crossed and raised high, clearing the way ahead.

As Li Fei gently spurred his horse, the Snow Dragon Steed strode forward, stepping onto the frost-covered path paved with ice crystals, and slowly entered the doorway ahead.

Behind them, Ye Ze'an and the others got into the cars, and the convoy followed slowly behind the Snow Dragon Steed.

As the snow-covered dragon steed entered the city gate, its roar crashed like a tsunami!
Inside the East Gate, the buildings on both sides of the main street were already submerged by a sea of ​​people.

Window frames, eaves, and roof tiles—wherever there was a foothold, people were craning their necks in anticipation.

Some daring little girls screamed at the figure on horseback, some white-haired old women held freshly steamed buns on their heads, and some children climbed onto their fathers' shoulders.
After walking down the first street, suddenly flower petals made of colored paper and silk were splashed down from the restaurant next door.

Red like the sunset, pink like a peach blossom, gold like flowing fire, mixed with fine gold leaf, it formed a dazzling and mesmerizing rain of light under the sunlight, which fell softly on Li Fei's shoulder.

Following closely behind were young ladies from secluded boudoirs who abandoned magnolias and crabapples still covered in morning dew; tavern girls who tossed out vibrant red roses; and peasant women carrying bamboo baskets who vigorously threw wild daisies and dandelions, freshly picked from the countryside and still fragrant with the scent of earth, into the heart of the street.

In an instant, the street in front of Li Fei turned into a sea of ​​flowers!

Flowers of all colors converge to form a rushing, fragrant, and vibrant river.

All the flowers that could be obtained in Lanling City and the surrounding area were presented to Li Fei at this moment!
Horse hooves trod through a sea of ​​flowers, each step leaving a fragrant trail!
Li Fei seemed to be walking on a splendid road paved with flowers and fervor, petals covering his hair and robes.

The intense, almost suffocating floral fragrance, mixed with the rising heat, sweat, and shouts of the crowd, created an atmosphere that was nearly dizzying.

"Marquis Jing'an!"

"Marquis Jing'an!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

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The sound waves grew louder and louder, almost overturning the buildings on both sides!

Some veterans who had fought in the eastern border and whose comrades had died under the iron cavalry of the grasslands were now in tears, their whole bodies trembling with excitement!

Li Fei was surrounded by a sea of ​​people and flowers.

This was the first time in his life he had experienced such a fervent atmosphere!

Jing'an's supernatural powers became more active than ever before, making him feel for the first time how closely connected he was with this country.

Nation and family.

National power.

The fate of the nation.

Li Fei suddenly gained a deeper understanding of all of this!

Life is proud to be thoroughly enjoyed themselves.

At this moment, Li Fei, unusually, did not contemplate cultivation or his own path to enlightenment, but instead fully immersed himself in the carnival prepared for him—

The Snow-Treading Dragon Steed is very intelligent; it shows no fear in the face of the bustling crowd and the falling blossoms.

Its steps were elegant and steady, its four hooves treading over the thick carpet of flowers. Wherever the icy mist passed, petals floated and condensed, forming a brief, crystalline frost, which was then submerged by new waves of flowers.

Flowers surged in like a tide, piling up and spreading behind the horses' hooves like a tide.

From the East Gate to the city gate of the Imperial City, Li Fei traversed almost half of Lanling City, as if he had witnessed all the splendor and sincerity of the world!
There was no soil left behind him, only a "flower path" woven from millions of petals, over a foot thick, that was still extending.

This is a magnificent sight that Lanling City has never seen before!

With a smile on his face, the imperial eunuch Feng Cheng stood inside the city gate to greet Li Fei.

Before Li Fei could dismount, he had already shouted:
"His Majesty has decreed that the Marquis of Jing'an may ride a horse into the Imperial City!"

So the Snow-Treading Dragon Steed continued on its journey.

After passing through the imperial city gates and numerous palaces, we arrived at the gates of the imperial palace.

Li Fei then dismounted.

Ye Ze'an and the others behind him also got out of the car and deliberately walked behind Li Fei to enter the palace with him.

Thus, an unprecedented scene unfolded on the imperial road—one man strode forward, with all the civil and military officials following behind him.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
As Li Fei entered the palace, the sound of war drums rang out, each beat seemingly striking the hearts of everyone.

The nine gates of the golden palace opened one after another, and the jade steps shone brightly in the sunlight.

Amidst the continuous sound of war drums, Li Fei stepped up the stairs and entered the Zhenglan Hall.

Soon, civil and military officials followed suit and entered the hall one after another.

Today was not the day for the grand court assembly; it was convened specifically for Li Fei.

"Your Majesty has arrived——"

As Feng Cheng announced loudly, a figure dressed in bright yellow emerged from behind the screen, walked up the steps, and sat down on the dragon throne.

Qin Ziheng looked at Li Fei, who was bowing to him below, with a smile on his face:

"All of you may dispense with the formalities."

After everyone had taken their positions, Qin Ziheng spoke:

"Li Fei."

"The minister is here."

Li Fei stepped forward.

Qin Ziheng: "I heard that before you left the grasslands, you carved some words on a mountain. You named that mountain Yanran Mountain. Is there any particular reason for that?"

As the emperor, he learned of this matter immediately.

The reason for asking this question in public now is both out of great curiosity and to ensure that all officials in the court are aware of the matter.

Li Fei, of course, couldn't answer that this was a story from his past life, so he could only say:
"Your Majesty, it was just a name I came up with on a whim."

"Oh?"

Qin Ziheng had been looking forward to it for a long time, but he didn't expect this answer.

He continued, “Your last words on that stone wall were: ‘Those who dare to invade my Central Plains, though far away, shall be punished!’ These words resonate deeply with me, and I shall drink a great toast to you!”

"Someone come here—"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Cheng, who was standing to the side, turned around to get the things he had prepared in advance.

In the imperial court, many ministers who had just heard about this matter were silently reciting this sentence.

Those who dare to invade our Central Plains, no matter how far away, shall be punished!

Even the veteran officials, some over fifty years old, couldn't help but feel their blood boiling with excitement.

The Great Blue Dynasty has just experienced a desperate situation where it is surrounded by enemies from all sides.

Looking at this sentence now, it's so satisfying!

At this moment, Feng Cheng returned, carrying a tray with a pot of wine and two wine glasses on it.

He walked up to Qin Ziheng.

Qin Ziheng stood up, picked up the wine pot on the tray, filled both wine glasses with wine, and then picked up a glass for himself.

Seeing this, everyone present understood what Qin Ziheng was planning to do—

The emperor himself poured the wine!

Feng Cheng carried the tray and slowly walked down the steps to Li Fei.

"Li Fei, come, for those words alone, I shall offer you a toast!"

Qin Ziheng laughed loudly.

At a grand court assembly, it was unprecedented for the emperor to toast his ministers.

It was clearly not a serious matter, and it didn't even conform to the dignity of the emperor.

But at that moment, no one felt there was anything wrong with it.

Based on Li Fei's achievements and the words he inscribed.

You deserve this glass of wine!

Li Fei picked up a wine glass from the tray and looked up at Qin Ziheng:

"Your Majesty, I thank you!"

So the emperor and his minister raised their cups in greeting and drank the wine in one gulp.

"it is good--"

One of the ministers was the first to applaud and cheer.

Then all the civil and military officials applauded.

Li Fei placed the wine cup back on the tray, and Feng Cheng returned to the steps of the palace. He turned around and handed the tray to another eunuch, then received a pre-prepared imperial edict.

Qin Ziheng had already sat down again and nodded to Feng Cheng.

Everyone's expression turned serious upon seeing this, knowing that the most crucial moment of the day had arrived—

A reward for Li Fei!

Feng Cheng, holding the imperial edict with its seven-colored brocade dragon design, read it aloud:
"I have heard that when the North Star shines brightly, a pillar of heaven will surely be born; when the ocean is in turmoil, a minister who can guard the mountains will surely appear."

Today we have Marquis Jing'an, Li Fei, who embodies the heroic spirit of mountains and rivers and carries the essence of the sun and moon!
Within the city of Emerald Green, the Prince of the Western Lands was beheaded, and the demon was brought to justice!
A lone figure attacks the city outside Mingdu, causing the grasslands to lose their color!
The sword shatters the cycle of reincarnation, and the divine mountain is shattered.

Using the ruins of the sacred mountain as an altar and the royal city of the grassland as a place of sacrifice, he performed the Fengshan ceremony on behalf of the emperor, his spirit soaring across thousands of miles and his voice resounding throughout the grassland!

Now, I hereby appoint you as the Duke of Jing'an!
Hereditary succession!

Granted —

The black jade tablet and red ribbon symbolize his enduring virtue as a pillar of society.

"Ten chariots drawn by red bows, a testament to the might of conquest."

Li Fei was promoted from Marquis to Duke, and the title was granted to him as a hereditary title!

A Duke who was twenty-two years old was unprecedented and will probably never be seen again!
Many ministers present showed surprise.

They could all roughly guess that the emperor might promote Li Fei to the rank of Duke.

But I never expected the emperor to be so generous, even granting hereditary succession!
This is a hereditary title of Duke!

Throughout the history of the Great Blue Dynasty, there have been no more than five hereditary dukes.

The last person to receive the hereditary title of Duke was the "God of War" Wenren Zheng, and before that, the late Imperial Advisor Yun Shu.

Li Fei became the fourth person in the Great Blue Dynasty to obtain the hereditary title of Duke.

At this point, at least in terms of titles, he has truly reached the point where there is no more to be granted!
"Shouldn't the Emperor keep Li Fei's sharp edge hidden for now?"

Many ministers thought the same thing to themselves.

After all, Li Fei is only twenty-two years old, which is really too young!
Wen is the seventeenth-level Blue Patrol Pavilion Master.

Wu is a level 16 General Who Conquers the North.

There's not much room for promotion anymore.

If we don't curb this now, how can we use this person in the future?
But the emperor quickly proved everyone wrong with his actions—

"Li Fei!"

Qin Ziheng stood up from the dragon throne again.

"The minister is here."

Li Fei said in a deep voice.

Qin Ziheng's gaze was sharp as he looked at the young man before His Majesty:
"You once left a message for the late emperor saying: 'One sword can be worth a million soldiers!'"

"Now you are the Duke of Da Lan, tasked with bringing peace and stability to the land. You shall possess the Emperor's Sword, capable of defeating a million soldiers—"

As he finished speaking, a powerful and vast aura suddenly emanated from his body!

Boom——

The entire palace trembled, and the Xuanqiong Yuji True Dragon Formation was activated!
The immense power originating from the vast mountains and rivers and the will of the people is like a sleeping primordial beast, suddenly awakening.

"hold head high--!!!"

The golden dragon symbolizing the nation's destiny coiled above the imperial palace, emitting a resounding roar that shook the world, while countless golden scales burst forth with light that pierced the heavens under the sunlight.

Then countless golden dragon scales detached from the golden dragon's body and flew into the Zhenglan Palace below, where they condensed in the emperor's hand.

Qin Ziheng raised his right hand and pointed to Li Fei standing below.

A golden stream of light continuously condensed, compressed, and collapsed in front of Li Fei!
Li Fei's [Jing'an] supernatural power became unusually active again, as if it had been given life, and cheered in his mind.

The resounding clang of metal against metal echoed in the hall, as if millions of invisible giant hammers were frantically forging and tempering the sword, using the stars as anvils, the mountains and rivers as furnaces, and the will of the people as fuel!
The outline of a sword embryo rapidly condensed amidst blinding light and deafening roar.

At first it was hazy, then it became clear.

The sword is four feet nine inches long, and its blade is not smooth, but covered with fine, dragon-scale-like patterns.

The sword's spine is as straight as a pillar supporting the sky, flowing with the primordial and primordial energies, as heavy as a mountain, bearing the weight of the nation!

Before the sword was even fully formed, its invisible sharpness had already pierced the dome of the main hall, soaring straight into the sky and splitting the vast sea of ​​clouds in two!
This is the Emperor's sword, forged from the very destiny of the nation!

Li Fei almost instinctively gripped the sword.

The next instant, the sword transformed into a stream of light and merged into his body.

This sword is not an actual object.

What Qin Ziheng gave Li Fei was not a divine weapon, but a power—

From now on, we can directly use the [Jing'an] supernatural power to mobilize a portion of the nation's destiny without prior request or the emperor's consent!
Needless to say, such power is enough to demonstrate the emperor's will.

In the main hall, Qin Ziheng's voice continued to ring out:
"The mountains and rivers bear witness, and the fate of the nation rests together with ours!"

From this day forward, you shall wield the sword—

"To vanquish the enemy for the Central Plains, to expand the territory of the Great Blue!"

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