All races revere me as the Heavenly Emperor, solely because of my nine disciples!

"What are you doing? His Majesty summoned us here, and you ran out to greet us instead of welcoming us in. Why did you even close the gate?"

"How dare you! Do you intend to rebel?"

At this moment, outside the Purple Swallow Imperial Court, on the huge sky plaza, the nine emperors were displeased when they saw the group of people come out to greet them and then turn around and close the gate.

"Nine emperors..."

The group of guards and palace maids who came out to greet them looked at each other in bewilderment.

They didn't understand what His Majesty the Emperor was up to, but since he had given the order, they had no choice but to do as he said.

Just as the nine princes were about to unleash their fury, the gates of the imperial court opened again, and the Grand Steward, a top-tier saint, stepped out and greeted the nine princes with a smile.

"Oh dear, Your Majesties, what brings you all here?"

"The banquet isn't here!"

"Come on, come on, this old servant will take you to the banquet!"

"By the way, the nine unmarried princesses of the princes, please wait a moment, Her Majesty the Empress wishes to see you!"

The Grand Steward was very direct; he went straight to the point as soon as he appeared.

Although he was very unwilling, he had no choice. He always thought that if he was going to be beaten, he should just get beaten directly without beating around the bush, which would be a way of being loyal to His Majesty.

There's no other reason for this.

"Hey, Steward Wei, do you think I'm easy to bully, or do you think I'm smart enough to use my brain?"

"With such a distinguished guest as the Imperial Tutor here, if the banquet is not held in the Imperial Court, where else would you like to go?"

"Are you kidding me, asking us to leave our unmarried daughter behind?"

Sure enough, as soon as Steward Wei finished speaking, the Northern Prince, one of the nine princes, immediately exploded and said unhappily.

"Hmph, I knew Yan Yuntian was no good. He keeps bringing up unmarried girls all the time. Who knows what kind of bad ideas he's up to!"

A cold snort rang out, and King Wu spoke in a chilling tone.

"Steward Wei, come here for a moment!"

The Crimson King was very direct; he raised his hand and beckoned to Steward Wei.

"hiss……"

Steward Wei felt a chill run down his spine. He knew he was in deep trouble. He took a deep breath, braced himself, and obediently stepped forward.

"I will allow you to keep your unmarried daughter, and I will allow you to hold a banquet at another venue!"

Sure enough, as soon as Steward Wei approached, the hot-tempered Red King showed no mercy and swung his fist, which was as big as a sandbag, at him.

"Ow..."

Manager Wei let out a scream and was quickly beaten to the ground, his body twitching.

"Guards, drag this servant away!"

Finally, at the Red King's command, a group of people rushed up behind him, grabbed Steward Wei, and threw him off the plaza.

"what……"

A piercing scream rang out, filled with despair. Yet, from beginning to end, Steward Wei offered no resistance whatsoever.

The moment he landed, he let out a long breath and felt completely relieved.

Having gone through this ordeal, I'm finally free from getting involved in the infighting between the emperor and his princes.

At that moment, he felt truly relaxed.

"These shameless bastards, do they really think the imperial court is their own? They're infuriating!"

This scene outside naturally did not escape the eyes of the Yan Emperor. Upon seeing it, he could not help but fly into a rage, but he was powerless to do anything about these nine princes.

"Wait a minute... Wei Jinzhi's idea is brilliant! Why didn't he remind me sooner?"

"If I host a grand banquet and the Empress hosts a smaller one, wouldn't the problem be perfectly resolved?"

Suddenly, the Yan Emperor thought of something, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he directly sent a telepathic message to the Empress's bedroom.

He then leaped into the air and personally went to greet the emperors.

"Oh dear, my royal brothers, you really can't take a joke!"

"Come, come, I personally greet you, isn't that giving you enough face?"

Once outside, Emperor Yan's face was once again filled with a bright smile.

"Hmph, if you show your courtesy for nothing, you are either committing adultery or stealing!"

However, he was met with cold snorts from the nine princes, their displeasure with the emperor written all over their faces.

They would not disobey the emperor's orders, but they were not intimidated by him at all.

The reason is simple: the struggle for the throne in the Ziyan Dynasty has always had a rule, which is that the emperor's son must choose the true dragon!

The entire Ziyan Dynasty is actually a supreme lineage. Throughout history, any member of the royal family with exceptional talent can become an imperial prince.

However, as long as one becomes the emperor's son, one can compete for the throne.

The current Emperor Yan, or the nine princes, are all sons of the previous emperor.

Although Yan Yuntian ultimately seized the throne, the nine princes, as imperial sons, all became kings of equal rank according to the rules. The princes of the Ziyan Dynasty were not much less powerful than Yan Yuntian!

"Look...look everyone!"

"What did the ancients say? Only those with a broad mind can achieve great things. No wonder you all lost to me; it's because you were too narrow-minded!"

"As another ancient saying goes, you are judging a king by the standards of a petty person!"

The Emperor of Yan didn't stand on ceremony and joked even in front of the princes and their in-laws.

"Where are these two ancient people? Shout them out and I'll cut out their tongues first!"

King Wu's eyes sharpened.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing and come in!"

Emperor Yan waved his hand, and as he spoke, the brothers teased each other and walked toward the gate of the Imperial City.

About two hours later, Zhou Hai was admiring the flowers in the garden of Ziqi Palace when suddenly, a melodious bell rang out, and two palace maids hurried over.

"This servant greets the Imperial Tutor!"

"His Majesty requests that the Imperial Tutor attend a banquet at the Purple Swallow Palace!"

One of the palace maids spoke first.

"Finally, is it time to eat? I've been waiting until midday, I'm starving!"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Youde, who was not far away, quickly ran over.

He has just started cultivating and has not yet abstained from grains. He is really hungry if he doesn't eat for a day.

"No... Young Master Zeng, please don't be in a hurry. Her Majesty the Empress has prepared another banquet, and the princesses are all over there. She invites you to attend!"

Another palace maid quickly spoke up.

"What, only the princess?"

Upon hearing this, Zeng Youde's eyes lit up instantly. This was a banquet specially prepared for him.

He thought the Yan Emperor was too good at doing things; he even knew that the Yan Emperor liked to mingle with women.

Zhou Hai's face darkened, and he looked speechlessly at his good-for-nothing apprentice.

Didn't this kid realize that everyone else was after his immortal vine?

However, he was completely stunned when he finally looked at it.

Zeng Youde then flipped his hand and took out the Immortal Vine again, inserting it directly into his waistband.

He looked like he was about to stick the magic vine on his head like a lightning rod.

In an instant, Zhou Hai understood. This guy wasn't unaware; he knew all too well.

Knowing that he wanted to get better treatment, he wanted to display the treasure more conspicuously, afraid that others wouldn't recognize it.

Upon closer inspection, Zhou Hai couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart.

He discovered that this guy had actually written his name on the immortal vine with ink: Purple Sandalwood Immortal Root!

It's obvious that he wanted to use engraving, but he didn't have the skill to engrave on it, so he had to settle for writing instead.

They're not even pretending anymore, they're just afraid others won't notice.

"Don't flaunt your wealth!"

Zhou Hai sighed and reminded him helplessly.

"Hehehe... Possessing a treasure is a crime, who dares to question my master's crime!"

"Let's go to the banquet!"

Zeng Youde raised his chin and said a single sentence that left Zhou Hai speechless, only able to stare blankly as he left.

"Damn it, I, Zhou Hai, have spent my whole life using someone else's name to make a name for myself, but in the end, I've become someone else's name!"

Zhou Hai, his face dark, could only leave with another palace maid.

As soon as he arrived outside the palace, he saw a group of guards waiting there, respectfully welcoming him as he walked toward the main hall.