Destined Martial God

Just as Yu Haoran arrived at the city gates of the North City, the Qin Emperor, who had already received the news, sat upright on a dragon chair in his study with a complicated expression.    

The Qin Emperor could not be more familiar with what kind of person Yu Haoran was.    

In his heart, he was very clear that not only did Yu Haoran dare to return to the Xianyang City, he even dared to be so blatant in not being discovered.    

This meant that he definitely had some methods that could deal with the Quasi-Martial Saint Realm Qin Baijun.    

Regarding the grudge between the Sect Mansion and Yu Haoran, not only did the Qin Emperor decide not to interfere, he would not even show it to him.    

At most, it would only be Yu Haoran, or the party Qin Baijun was in danger to, that he had saved.    

After all, whether it was the overbearing Yu Haoran or the Sect Mansion who meddled with the affairs of the imperial family, the Qin Emperor was extremely annoyed.    

However, when he heard the angry roar of the Wang Ancestor, he was stunned for a moment. After which, he could not help but bitterly laugh as he complained to the young man who was nearly ninety percent the same as him, who was standing in front of his desk.    

"Listen, listen, I knew this kid wouldn't be in trouble for a long time, he must be feeling uncomfortable all over."    

"Your sister even complained about this to us, saying that we don't understand Yu Haoran, that we are petty, envious, and jealous of his free will."    

"You say that we are not wronged!"    

Seeing the Qin Emperor complaining to Yu Haoran as if he was doting on his own child, the young man standing in front of the desk said with a chuckle.    

"Father, I am very interested in this future brother-in-law of mine."    

"Go and have a look, but you must not interfere!" Hearing that the youth wanted to get to know Yu Haoran, the Qin Emperor thought for a moment, and at the same time that he nodded in agreement, he also warned him in a serious tone.    

"Father, I understand!" Kneeling down on one knee, the young man left the study.    

"Director Jiang!" After the young man left the study, Qin Di immediately shouted towards the door.    

"His Majesty!" Hearing the summon, Director Jiang immediately obeyed.    

"Set up the Misty Hall!" After getting up and leaving the Dragon Throne, Qin Di ordered.    

The angry roar of the Wang Ancestor just now could be said to be loud enough to shake the heavens. Ling Fei, who had been worried about Yu Haoran, would definitely hear it as well.    

With her current state of mind, she would definitely head to the North City to meet Yu Haoran, and would also definitely clash with the Wang Clan.    

And with the Wang Clan's foundation in the Xianyang City, as well as the campaign that had already begun, he definitely could not allow any conflicts to occur between the royal family and the Wang Clan.    

This was also the main reason why he asked the youth not to interfere.    

Therefore, he had to go to the Yalan Hall to stop his daughter from wanting to leave the Imperial Palace to meet Yu Haoran.    

"Yes sir!" Director Jiang made a sound in acknowledgement, and immediately prepared all the necessary etiquette needed for the altar.    

Sect Mansion, Palace Chief's Pavilion!    

Sect Mansion's Palace Chief Qin Baijun who was borrowing the pill to increase his cultivation suddenly felt a wave of anxiety. Even using his cultivation at the Quasi-Martial Saint Realm, he was still unable to calm down.    

Qin Baijun knew that either because he had been in too much of a hurry to raise his strength or because there was a flaw in his state of mind.    

Either that, or danger was approaching.    

But no matter what the situation was, it was not suitable for him to continue cultivating in seclusion.    

Therefore, after Qin Baijun finished his cultivation and stood up, he left the exercise room who was cultivating behind closed doors and went to the courtyard in front of the pavilion.    

It was at this moment that he heard the angry roar of the Wang Clan Patriarch.    

Yu Haoran is here!    

After hearing the Wang Ancestor's angry roars, Qin Baijun immediately knew the reason why he was so upset.    

Thinking about how he had investigated Yu Haoran in such a profound manner, like how the Qin Emperor had, Qin Baijun knew that Yu Haoran, who had returned to the Xianyang City, must have come prepared.    

Taking a deep breath, Qin Baijun instructed the guards guarding the pavilion in a low voice.    

"Immediately send orders to the left and right government offices to come and see me."    

Monte family, Floating Cloud Pavilion!    

Sitting on the stone block of the Wind Pavilion, Meng Yun who was reading some military strategies, suddenly put down the book in his hands.    

After that, Meng Yun took three consecutive breaths to suppress the turmoil that had just appeared in his heart, and then, he picked up the military manual once again. When he intended to continue reading, the turmoil that he had originally suppressed not only resurfaced, but also caused him to feel a sense of panic.    

As a strategist who survived the carnage on the battlefield, Meng Yun was very clear on the fact that his current condition signified the arrival of danger.    

Closing the military strategy manual and placing it lightly on the stone table, Meng Yun closed his eyes and started to recall his actions during this period of time.    

There was nothing to panic about except the self-appointed assassination three days ago.    

However, besides him and his trusted aides, not only did no one else know about the assassination, he was also confident that there were no clues left behind.    

However, he was not afraid of ten thousand things, he was only afraid of one.    

Therefore, Meng Yun immediately stood up and left the Wind Pavilion, leaving the Monte family and heading straight for the east district where the royal family lived.    

Qingyuan Hall, Qing Ya Pavilion!    

Feng Qingyun, who was standing in front of the window in the pavilion, watched the disciples, who were discussing their experiences in cultivation in the center of the pavilion, with a gratified smile on his face.    

But when he saw that lonely figure standing in the courtyard and looking in the direction of the Sect Mansion, Feng Qingyun could not help but let out a sigh.    

Do you regret it!?    

With regards to what happened at the Qingyuan Palace nine days ago, Feng Qingyun felt both remorse and regret!    

Blaming himself for treating his most highly regarded disciple too arrogantly, which resulted in him acting without any scruples and not caring about the ethics of the world at all.    

At the same time, he was also extremely regretful, regretting that he had not saved her at the time, which had led to the estrangement between master and disciple.    

"Yu Haoran, you dare to kill my grandson, dare you use my divine will, I will hack you to death!"    

Just as Feng Qingyun was in a state of self-blame and regret, he suddenly heard the Wang Family Patriarch's angry roars.    

Feng Qingyun appeared in the air above the Qing Ya Pavilion in a flash, immediately releasing his own spiritual will, following the reminder of the Ancient Code Power, he rushed straight towards the North City.    

Standing alone in the courtyard, Wu Zhengjun emitted an extremely cold aura. After hearing the angry roar, the cold aura suddenly receded.    

After that, he rose into the air, completely ignoring Feng Qingyun who was in mid air, and flew straight towards the northern city.    

As for Chu Zhongyu and the others, who were currently exchanging cultivation experiences in the wind pavilion, after hearing the furious roar, they were first stunned for a moment, then a trace of unnaturalness flashed across their faces.    

But under Lin Xuan's suggestion, everyone still quickly left the Wind Pavilion and raised their heads, waiting for Feng Qingyun's orders.    

"Your Ninth Junior Brother is back. He is currently in the northern city." Seeing the few disciples that were walking out of the Wind Pavilion, Feng Qingyun explained.    

After a moment of consideration, he instructed.    

"The enemy that you Ninth Junior Brother face this time is not only powerful, but also has a deep background. He is not someone that you can provoke."    

"So, you guys should stay in Qing Ya Pavilion and wait for Master to bring your junior back!"