Fantasy/Heroic: Heaven-Burning Divine Fire, Earthly Sovereign!

"Greetings, Prime Minister."

Yang Su bowed.

The eight immortal soldiers also bowed to him.

No need for formalities.

Yang Jian raised his hand and his gaze fell on the eight immortal soldiers behind Yang Su.

Seeing the wounds on their bodies, and not seeing the person he wanted to see, a flash of anger crossed his face.

"Where are the Empress Dowager and His Highness the Prince?" Yang Jian asked.

"Prime Minister, I led the army to invite the Empress Dowager and His Highness the Prince back to the palace, but when they arrived at a certain place, His Highness the Prince took out a divine weapon that was gleaming with gold."

"He killed four immortal soldiers with a single sword strike, leaving the remaining eight wounded."

"I fought them, but I was no match for that divine weapon, and they escaped. I beg the Prime Minister to punish me!"

At this point, Yang Su knelt down on one knee, bowed his head, and begged for forgiveness.

The eight immortal soldiers behind him were just like him.

"What?"

Yang Jian stared intently at Yang Su, disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Yang Su's strength was second to none among the nine elders under his command.

The divine fire method is extremely profound.

Even he found that divine fire clone somewhat troublesome.

This person, leading twelve immortal soldiers, went to capture an empress dowager with mediocre magic, and Han Teng, an eight-year-old child with some ability.

Four dead and nine injured, and the person escaped?

"Yang Su, could it be that you did this on purpose, letting the Empress Dowager and the prince go?"

Ding Yanping stood up and angrily rebuked him.

"Yang Su usually thinks highly of himself, yet he can't even handle such a matter properly today. There must be something fishy about this. I urge the Prime Minister to investigate thoroughly."

Another official stood up and spoke to Yang Jian.

This is Qiu Rui, one of the Nine Elders.

When Yang Su usually communicated with them, she was always bossy and domineering.

Now that he is incompetent, those who are at odds with him will naturally criticize him.

"It's not that we weren't willing to try our best to become immortals, but that the divine weapon was truly powerful, and we were no match for it!"

Yang Su defended herself again.

"You always boast about how powerful your divine fire has become. Now that the late emperor is dead, my lord will soon change the world and transform the Zhou dynasty into the Sui dynasty."

"Without the Empress Dowager and that young prince, the Prime Minister's important affairs have been delayed. Can you bear the responsibility?"

Ding Yanping smiled contemptuously and made sarcastic remarks.

After hearing what he said, Yang Su dared not argue any further.

When Yang Jian saw that Yang Su had lost his usual domineering demeanor, he knew that the other party must have suffered a great loss.

Yang Su had no connection with Yuwen Tuo and the others, so there was no need for him to risk his life for them.

"Yang Su, get up!"

"Thank you, Prime Minister!"

Yang Su thanked him and slowly stood up.

"You said he has a divine weapon, what does it look like?"

Yang Jian seemed to know something and asked for details.

"Reporting to the Prime Minister, it was a golden divine sword, so dazzling that it was impossible to see clearly."

"But its power is extremely strong; a mere swing can tear the sky and shatter the earth. You can ask the others if you don't believe me."

Yang Su gave a brief description.

Yang Jian then looked at the other members of the Immortal Army.

The eight men all said the same thing, exactly the same as Yang Su.

Seeing that they all spoke in unison, the other eight elders exchanged glances and wondered: Could it be that they really have some kind of divine weapon?

"I recently consulted the secret texts of the Northern Zhou Dynasty and learned that the Northern Zhou royal family once guarded a divine weapon, the Xuanyuan Divine Sword."

"If what you say is true, then what Yuwen Tuo is holding must be this divine artifact."

Everyone was shocked when Yang Jian said this.

Everyone has heard of the fame of the Xuanyuan Sword; it was a divine weapon wielded by an ancient holy emperor.

It is said that all the demon lords of the demon realm died by this sword.

"Prime Minister, even with divine weapons, Yuwen Tuo is only eight years old."

"Though possessing extraordinary talent, without any cultivation, how can one control it?"

"It was Yang Su's carelessness that allowed them to escape!"

Ding Yanping was not about to let this good opportunity slip by.

"That's right. No matter how powerful a divine weapon is, can an eight-year-old child fully control it?"

Qiu Rui also offered his opinion.

They all spoke out, wanting to teach Yang Su a lesson.

Yang Su glanced at his colleagues at the exit, thinking to himself that he would definitely make them pay in the future.

"If it really is the divine weapon Xuanyuan Sword, it's normal that Yang Su is no match for it."

"But he did obtain the divine weapon, so we should find it as soon as possible to prevent future troubles."

With these words, Yang Jian had already sealed the fate of the matter.

Everyone praised Sheng Ming in unison.

"In the secret texts, I also discovered a piece of Heluo stone inscription, which records the Five Divine Artifacts."

"Each of these divine artifacts is as powerful as the Xuanyuan Sword. Once obtained, they can suppress destiny and eventually make those immortal sects submit!"

"Yang Su, Yang Lin!"

Yang Jian explained the information he had obtained from the secret manual, and then called out the names of the two men.

Yang Su, who was already kneeling on the ground, immediately responded.

To Yang Su's left, a man around forty years old, with a full forehead and a square jaw, stepped out of the ranks and bowed to Yang Jian.

"Prime Minister!"

"You two go and find the Heluo Stone Inscriptions immediately; you must find them."

"Yes, Prime Minister."

The two men obeyed and stepped aside.

Yang Jian then looked at the two people on his left.

"Qiu Rui, Wu Jianzhang."

"Prime Minister, you two continue to investigate Yuwen Tuo's whereabouts and bring them back, including the Xuanyuan Sword they possess."

"Yes."

Qiu Rui and Wu Jianzhang responded, exchanged a glance, and a hint of joy flashed in their eyes.

This is a great achievement!

The other five looked at the four with some envy.

The Prime Minister entrusted such a task to these few individuals, demonstrating his considerable trust in them.

"You five, join me in preparing to change the world and establish a new dynasty!"

Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, the nine elders were overjoyed and knelt down in unison, saying, "We humbly obey Your Majesty's command!"

Upon hearing the address of "nine people," Yang Jian burst into laughter.

It seems to have encompassed the entire world.

Half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Yuwentuo set up camp in the mountains.

He continued to contemplate the Xuanyuan Sword while holding it.

The sword energy was constantly improving his physique, propelling him toward becoming an unparalleled swordsman.

During these two weeks, as he continued to comprehend the sword, he increasingly felt that the sword's astonishing power was only one or two tenths of what he had used when fighting Yang Su.

Moreover, this is not the complete artifact.

I remember there was also a Sword Soul Fifteen in the storyline.

It's the sword that Chen Jingchou was holding.

If all of them were collected, they would probably be able to destroy the world.

What surprised him even more was that deep within the mountains, rivers, and vegetation engraved on the sword, there was a profound Taoist technique.

But it seems that a medium is still missing if one wants to cultivate.

Yuwentuo recalled the scene he saw when he retrieved the sword and guessed that the medium was probably related to the armor or cultivation method left behind by the Yellow Emperor.

There's no need to rush any of this.

"Tuo'er, take a rest and have something to eat!"

Shan Yuwu came over with a roasted chicken leg and looked at Yuwen Tuo.

"Thank you, Mother!"

Yuwen Tuo put the Xuanyuan Sword into his body, took the chicken leg, and began to eat it heartily.

After he finished eating, Shan Yuwu gently patted his head.

Only at this moment did she feel that her son was still a child.