I'm picking up fragments in Douluo Continent

Chapter 228 The harvest begins

Xingluo Palace, inside the main hall.

In the magnificent palace, Lu Feng and Zhu Zhuqing sat high on the throne, looking down at the ministers below.

The two men sat side by side, looking majestic, while the ministers stood on both sides, bowing their heads respectfully.

The ministers were no longer surprised by the Empress and the Emperor attending court meetings at the same time.

At first, some old stubborn people jumped out to oppose it, believing that the queen should not be involved in state affairs. As a result, they were dismissed from their posts the next day, and no one dared to say anything since then.

Later, even most of the time, court meetings were presided over by Zhu Zhuqing alone, and Lu Feng would occasionally show up to handle some important matters.

Today, Lu Feng attended the court meeting in person, which was rare. It was obvious that he had something important to announce.

"We will only discuss one thing today, and that is the establishment of the Martial Arts Pavilion." Lu Feng said loudly, his voice was steady and powerful, echoing throughout the hall.

"Everyone has read the draft. If you have any ideas, please put them forward."

At this time, half a year had passed since Lu Feng succeeded to the throne.

During this period, he used iron-fisted methods to consolidate all the power of the royal family in his hands and completely controlled the authority of the Xingluo Empire.

And then, naturally, it’s time to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Lu Feng never forgot his original intention.

He became emperor not to build the Xingluo Empire, but to collect various skills and improve his own strength.

With his current level of cultivation, only two types of fragments can be of greatest use to him.

The first category is martial soul fragments, which can improve the quality of martial souls.

The best place to collect martial spirit fragments is the fighting spirit arena, so Lu Feng has been the host of the fighting spirit arena for many years.

However, as the martial soul is upgraded to black quality, the number of fragments required for further upgrades becomes huge and the quality requirements become higher. The fragments provided by the fighting spirit field are far from enough.

The second category is the fragments of martial arts techniques, which are used to upgrade "Xuantian Baolu" and "Wuhun Yinfa".

Only the Spirit Hall, the two empires, and the major sects produced the most fragments of this type. Most of the soul masters in the fighting spirit field used basic meditation methods, which was of little help to Lu Feng.

Therefore, Lu Feng proposed a plan to establish a martial arts pavilion, aiming to unite the major sects of the Xingluo Empire to jointly study and discuss martial spirits and martial arts.

To the outside world, he announced that this was to surpass the Spirit Hall and establish a new holy land for soul masters.

At this time, Yang Wudi stepped forward, raised his head and said: "Your Majesty, I second the proposal. The Pozhi clan will do its utmost to support the establishment of the Wu Pavilion."

Niu Gao followed closely behind and said in a gruff voice, "Your Majesty, I do the same."

As soon as the two men finished speaking, the ministers began to discuss.

In the entire Xingluo Empire, who doesn't know that Yang Wudi and Niu Gao are the emperor's top confidants? Their words, to some extent, represent the emperor's will.

However, although the establishment of a martial arts pavilion sounds good, asking all the major sects to contribute their own skills has touched their bottom line.

The martial arts method is the foundation of the sect. If it is known by outsiders, the consequences will be disastrous.

On the side, the chief priest looked at the ministers coldly and remained silent.

His face looked a little gloomy, and if you looked closely, you could see an inconspicuous fist mark on his right eye.

Those were the scars left from his fight with Lu Feng.

At the beginning, when Lu Feng proposed to establish the Wu Pavilion, the Chief Priest was the first to oppose it.

The Xing Luo Empire was founded on military power. Although the strongest points of the Dai and Zhu families are their martial soul fusion techniques, if they were to make their core skills public, wouldn't that be digging their own graves?
Taking the Dai family as an example, whether it is the White Tiger Martial Spirit or the "White Tiger God of War Atlas", they both take a tough approach, but their weakness lies in protracted combat.

If others study it in advance, you will be at a disadvantage whether in the fighting arena or on the battlefield.

Therefore, the chief priest immediately organized the Council of Elders to try to wake up the incompetent emperor. However, they failed.

With the cultivation level of Soul Emperor, Lu Feng fought alone against three Soul Douluo-level priests and eventually defeated them all.

The second priest is still lying in bed recovering from his injuries.

Afterwards, Lu Feng and Zhu Zhuqing performed their martial soul fusion skills, which even alarmed the previous old sect master who was in seclusion.

The old clan leader said frankly that the Dai family had successors, and then punished several worshippers to kneel in the ancestral hall for a day and a night.

At this time, a thin minister stood up.

He was wearing a fiery red robe, with a somewhat unruly look on his face. This person was the current leader of the Fire Leopard Sect, Huo Yanbao, who was a Soul Douluo.

"Your Majesty, I do not agree with the establishment of the Martial Pavilion." Huo Yanbao spoke in a loud voice and looked directly at Lu Feng without fear.

"The skills that my Fire Leopard Sect has researched over thousands of years must not be given away for no reason!"

Lu Feng smiled slightly, and said calmly: "Sect Master Huo misunderstood. It's not a gift, but a research together."

"Moreover, this move is not to seize everyone's core inherited skills, but other mental methods and combat skills."

After saying that, Lu Feng winked at the chief priest.

The chief priest understood what he meant, stepped forward, and said with a bow, "The White Tiger Sect will also contribute some of its skills, and we can all verify each other's skills. Remember: if one person's skills are weak, everyone's skills are strong."

"Hmph!" Huoyanbao snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain in his tone.

"The skills of your White Tiger Sect are completely different from those of my Fire Leopard Sect. What do I need your skills for?"

Hearing this, Lu Feng's face darkened slightly, and he glanced at the ministers: "Since Sect Master Huo objects, what about the others? Who else has objections?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the Fengjian Sect was about to step forward, but was stopped by the leader of the Xingguan Sect next to him, who signaled him not to act rashly.

Huoyanbao glanced at the ministers who were all obeying his orders and sneered, "The head can be cut off, the blood can be shed, but the law of our ancestors cannot be changed!"

Lu Feng nodded, his tone indifferent: "Since Sect Master Huo disagrees, let's discuss this matter later. Let's adjourn the court."

Fire Leopard Sect, inside the sect hall.

Huoyanbao sat in the main seat with a gloomy face.

He looked at Feng Bailong and Xu Wuchang who were sitting below him, and said with some dissatisfaction in his tone: "Brother Feng, Brother Xu, why didn't you protest with me today?"

Feng Bailong said in a deep voice: "Of course, my Fengjian Sect also disagrees. The Feng family has been passed down for more than ten generations, and I can't do anything to betray the sect."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Xu Wuchang, questioning in his tone: "Brother Xu, why did you ask me to do this today? Did you reach some kind of deal with the little emperor in private?"

Xu Wuchang shook his head, his expression solemn: "You underestimate this emperor. In the past, it would take at least ten or twenty years for a prince to succeed to the throne. But it only took him one month from his return to the throne."

He paused and continued, "My Star Crown Martial Spirit can see a person's fortune. But for some reason, I always feel that there is a fog around the emperor that I can't see through at all."

Huoyanbao sneered, with a bit of disdain in his tone: "Brother Xu, he is just a kid in his teens. Anyway, my Huobao Sect does not agree. If you push me too far, the Huobao Sect will directly surrender to the Spirit Hall."

Xu Wuchang frowned and said in a serious tone: "Brother Huo, be careful with your words."

Huoyanbao waved his hands and said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of? Does that little emperor dare to attack Huobao Sect?"

The moon was dark and the wind was strong. Dark clouds blocked the light of the stars and the moon, and the earth was plunged into darkness.

Outside the Fire Leopard Sect's castle, a group of men in black gathered quietly. They were wearing night clothes, their faces covered with black cloth, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

"Get started!" The leading man in black whispered the order, with a hint of murderous intent in his voice.

Following his order, dozens of men in black rose into the sky at the same time and quickly approached the Fire Leopard Sect's castle.

(End of this chapter)