Traveling through another world to stir the emperor's heart

Inside the banquet hall, as the topic continued, the discussion became more intense, but all eyes were still focused on Jun Lingyuan and Feng Qingyue.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly solemn, suddenly, a loud and majestic shout broke the noise in the banquet hall.

"The Saint is here!"

My father-in-law's voice was like a flash of lightning, shaking the entire hall in an instant.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then turned to the door at the same time.

A hint of surprise flashed across Feng Qingyue's eyes, but she then regained her composure.

She could vaguely feel the breath coming from outside the gate, carrying an oppressive force that could not be ignored.

The door slowly opened, and the red brocade curtain swayed slightly in the wind. A woman in gorgeous red clothes and an exquisite veil walked in slowly.

She is tall and elegant, with light steps, as if every step is in rhythm with the drums, showing her extraordinary temperament.

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, like a bloody nightmare, giving people a mysterious and dangerous feeling.

Beside her were two older men.

The two guardians were dressed in dark grey robes, had serious expressions and imposing figures, and were obviously her bodyguards.

With the appearance of the Saint, the atmosphere in the banquet hall changed subtly. Everyone was wondering who this was.

The Saint walked to the front of Jiang Tianhao in the hall, bowed slowly, and said in a gentle and steady voice: "Your Majesty, the Saint greets His Majesty."

Her voice seemed to have a certain charm that made people quiet down involuntarily.

"Stand up." Jiang Tianhao nodded slightly, his tone gentle, but revealing a majesty that could not be ignored.

The saint stood up, her face beneath the veil still not fully revealed, but her deep eyes could vaguely see a captivating coldness through the veil, as if she could see through everything.

She walked slowly to the center of the banquet hall, and the two guardians stood respectfully beside her, never relaxing at all.

Jiang Tianhao glanced at the guests present and said with a smile, "Everyone, this is our second distinguished guest today, the Saintess of the Black Blood Cult. She and her two guardians are visiting Xingli."

The Black Blood Cult, as one of the most mysterious and dangerous religious forces, the identity of its saint almost means supreme power and prestige.

The Saint of the Black Blood Cult has always been mysterious and arrogant, rarely appearing in front of the world. As for why she came at this moment, Jun Lingyuan frowned when he thought of the information he had found before.

"Saint, please come in." Jiang Tianhao smiled and waved, motioning her to go to the seat next to the banquet.

The saint glanced around calmly, as if assessing the atmosphere and guests of the banquet.

Her gaze finally rested on Jun Lingyuan and Feng Qingyue, and she nodded slightly, seemingly with a hint of cold politeness.

However, this glance made Feng Qingyue's heart move slightly.

She didn't talk to anyone, but she seemed to be able to feel the unfathomable aura of the saint.

In this moment of silence, the Saint finally spoke, her voice low and hoarse: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Jiang Tianhao smiled slightly: "It is our honor to have the Saint come." He pointed to a seat in the banquet hall.

The saint walked quietly towards her seat, accompanied by two guardians who remained extremely alert.

She stopped beside the seat and sat down lightly, still without taking off her veil. Her posture was elegant, like a blood-red lotus.

Just after the saint sat down quietly, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became somewhat relaxed again, but everyone still could not ignore the huge pressure she brought.

Whether it's her appearance, temperament, or the Black Blood Cult power she represents, it all makes people feel deeply in awe and fear.

"The Holy Maiden of the Black Blood Cult... is indeed extraordinary." A minister whispered to the person next to him, his eyes full of admiration.

Another minister nodded, a complicated look in his eyes: "If she wants, she can shake the foundation of a country at any time."

As soon as the voice fell, someone else added softly, "But although she is mysterious, she seems to have always kept a low profile and rarely intervened in the political struggles of various countries. I wonder what her purpose is in coming here today."

Although these discussions were low, they quickly spread throughout the banquet hall.

Almost everyone's eyes were wandering over the Saint, or looking at the two guardians around her, with temptation and speculation in their eyes.

Jun Lingyuan's eyes were deep, but waves were quietly rising in his heart.

They had just received intelligence that the Black Blood Cult had been searching for their Saint. There was even intelligence indicating that this mysterious Saint had been missing for a long time and no one knew her whereabouts.

And now, this saint actually appeared here, and on such an important occasion. The clever timing made Jun Lingyuan full of doubts.

"How did we find her so quickly?" Jun Lingyuan couldn't help but feel suspicious. He pondered for a moment, and his eyes unconsciously fell on Feng Qingyue.

Feng Qingcheng was also staring at the saint at this time, with her brows slightly furrowed.

He seemed calm, but his expression was clearly filled with confusion and deep thought.

"Do you think her arrival this time is a coincidence?" Feng Qingcheng asked in a low voice.

Jun Lingyuan slowly withdrew his gaze and said calmly, "I'm not sure, but her appearance is definitely not accidental."

He paused, his eyes as sharp as cold iron, "The Black Blood Cult has been looking for her, how come they found her suddenly, and appeared in Xingli

Feng Qingcheng nodded, a complicated look flashed in her eyes.

Just as the two were lost in thought, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was broken again.

A minister whispered to his friend, "Have you heard the rumors about the Black Blood Saint? She's prophesied to be a 'Phoenix', capable of overturning the fate of a nation?"

Another minister responded, "Yes, and you know, this saint has always been mysterious. No one has ever truly seen her face. I wonder why His Majesty suddenly invited her here?"

Feng Qingyue also noticed the change in atmosphere at this time.

She did not communicate with anyone, but her calm eyes involuntarily swept towards the saint again.

A secret question also arose in her mind: "The Saint of the Black Blood Cult?

At the same time, Jiang Tianhao did not notice these subtle changes and continued to talk to the saint with a smile.

Suddenly, he turned to look at Jun Lingyuan, his tone gentle, yet with a hint of probing: "Master Jun, it is truly an honor to have you here today..."

Jun Lingyuan smiled slightly, his eyes deep, "Your Majesty, you are too kind. I am just a commoner in the martial arts world. It is an honor to receive your Majesty's invitation."

Seeing that the atmosphere had recovered a little, Jiang Tianhao smiled lightly.

He raised his glass to say: "Pavilion Master and Saintess are both guests of our Xingli Country and have made contributions to Xingli. I hope that you can be friends in the future and continue to protect our country. This glass is in my toast to you."