After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

The monster's feet didn't touch the ground; it floated in mid-air, exuding a chilling and sinister aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

His eyes, burning with fire, were almost fixed on Zhou Yi's face.

"Her sins are grave; kill her—"

An image was reflected in the raging flames.

These were, shockingly, some of the evil deeds Hu Die had committed.

[In the prison, young Hu Die and Zhou Yi were fighting over milk. Hu Die pushed Zhou Yi on the bottom, and Zhou Yi sat on the ground and cried loudly...]

A disheveled prisoner snatched a steamed bun from Zhou Yi through the wooden fence, and Hu Die suddenly plunged two fingers into his eyes...

……

The image of Hu Die is ugly and "commits all sorts of evil deeds," making one want to get rid of her as soon as possible...

The monsters roared and howled... it was exhilarating.

If it were an ordinary person, they would definitely be unable to resist attacking Hu Die.

Zhou Yi smiled calmly.

The martial artists who participated in the martial arts examination killed each other because of this.

Hu Die and the others remained calm and continued discussing the case, seemingly oblivious to the monster.

"The military has reported that the Mahayana sect has committed crimes in multiple locations over the past few months."

Si Gao frowned deeply. "This time, taking action against the military examination is clearly an open declaration of war against the imperial court."

Hu Die nodded and said:

"The Mahayana teachings preach 'becoming a Buddha through killing,' which is extremely tempting to people."

“Those who are bullied always want to kill their opponents.”

"If we are unable to do so, the Mahayana sect will send experts to help us."

“Extermination of entire families and massacres of entire villages... these practices spread like mushrooms after rain in various prefectures and cities.”

The guards all wore solemn expressions.

"Killing sins to become a Buddha"—what an inflammatory slogan.

Killing someone for making a single mistake is not only not a bad thing, but rather an act of good deeds.

In an instant, people rushed to join the Mahayana sect.

If left to develop unchecked, it will endanger the imperial court sooner or later.

"Disrupting the martial arts examination, destroying the county government, and killing the magistrate!" Si Gao roared. "The Mahayana Sect, do they really think the imperial dynasty can't wipe them out?"

"Suppressing the Mahayana sect is a matter for the imperial court."

Hu Die only cared about her own prince. "The Mahayana Sect may assassinate Your Highness next. We need to strengthen the guards."

Then, she waved her hand and said to Si Gao, "Arrange for a proper burial for Magistrate Feng."

Feng Xiang, though only a county magistrate, was Feng Ji's younger brother.

Lord Feng Ji is extremely important to His Highness Prince Yi.

As the only grandson of the emperor to be granted the title of king, Zhou Yi's father was the eldest son of the current Empress Wu and was once made the Crown Prince.

Because he was falsely accused of plotting against Emperor Wu, his entire family was executed, and only Zhou Yi survived.

He was later sent to Liangzhou, which was essentially a demotion.

After years of lobbying by Feng Ji and others, Emperor Wu finally agreed to let Zhou Yi inherit the legitimate line of the Crown Prince and bestow upon him the title of Prince Yi.

Liangzhou was his fiefdom.

The Crown Prince was wrongly accused of treason, and his entire lineage was wiped out.

Empress Wei, the mother of the Crown Prince, committed suicide.

The entire Wei family was wiped out; Grand General and Grand Marshal Wei Qing, along with his close officials and generals, were all killed.

Zhou Yi is now almost completely alone.

Although the Feng family was weak, they were still his supporters.

"Yes, I will arrange it immediately." Si Gao acknowledged the order and left.

The martial arts examination turned into a bloodbath.

There are too many things that require his attention.

Hu Die glanced at the hellish county government office with her beautiful eyes.

Mahayana Buddhism is truly inhumane and will stop at nothing to achieve its goals.

"Liangzhou is located in a remote area, and the emperor's authority is difficult to reach there."

Hu Die said with deep concern, "So, the Mahayana sect has chosen us to take drastic measures..."

"No need to worry," Zhou Yi said calmly.

Hu Die gently patted her high, firm breasts, and her troubled mood instantly calmed down.

Your Highness is always so calm and composed, like a still well.

It was as if he held the affairs of the world in his palm.

This kind of demeanor is something even grandmasters can only admire.

Past events have repeatedly proven this.

If His Highness says everything is alright, then it really is alright.

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"She is deeply sinful!"

"Kill her, and you will attain Buddhahood!"

The monster roared incessantly, bewitching Zhou Yi and employing every trick in the book.

To His surprise, the man in the python robe was as cold as ice and as firm as a rock, and was not swayed by Him in the slightest.

"How is that possible? Don't you have any emotions?" He roared in despair.

"Is that all you've got?" His starry eyes revealed disdain.

"So what? I'm a spirit, what can you do to me?"

The monster floated and passed right through the guard.

Attacks below the seventh-grade Nascent Soul realm are ineffective against spirits.

The nascent soul is also a spiritual entity, therefore it can be attacked.

He was unscrupulous.

With a slight smirk, Zhou Yi gave a disdainful smile.

A small, three-foot-tall "Zhou Yi" emerged from his body.

"Nascent Soul has left the body! You, you... you're actually a seventh-rank expert?!"

"How could that be? You're only twenty..."

The monster stood frozen in shock, momentarily forgetting to move.

Then, shock turned to fear, and He turned and fled.

Zhou Yi raised his nascent soul arm, which transformed into a dragon claw that suddenly stretched out and grabbed the monster's throat.

The dragon's overwhelming power nearly shattered His body and soul.

The sharp dragon claws pierced him, causing him excruciating pain.

"Royal Secret Technique, Nine Revolutions of the Divine Dragon!"

"Shut up!" The dragon claw suddenly clenched down.

The monster exploded into a cloud of black mist.

The Nascent Soul withdrew its dragon claws and said calmly, "You are the seventh rank."

"Your whole family is!"

A seventh-grade Nascent Soul cultivator is one in a million, nearly the highest combat power in the world.

At the age of eight, Zhou Yi had already broken through this realm.

He himself can't say how high his current level is.

All of this is thanks to him being a time traveler.

In his previous life on Earth, he was the top student at Tsinghua and Peking Universities; after transmigrating, he became the grandson of the Martial Emperor.

With royal blood, his talent is unparalleled in the world; the top student at Tsinghua and Peking Universities, his talent is equally outstanding.

Zhou Yi's attributes are actually a combination of his two lifetimes.

His astonishing innate talent and comprehension set him far apart from everyone else in this world.

Even the founding emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, Emperor Taizu of Zhou, was far inferior.

With such exceptional comprehension and innate talent, one naturally needs to cultivate oneself.

Therefore, Zhou Yi spent most of his time studying martial arts.

Many martial arts manuals were inscribed on bamboo scrolls, which were bulky, inefficient, and very troublesome, making him very uncomfortable.

So he simply had Hu Die read it to him.

Hu Die was also quite capable; she could memorize the martial arts scroll after only one glance.

Her delicate little head is already filled with countless martial arts techniques.

When Zhou Yi wanted to cultivate, she could recite it from memory without even opening her mouth.

Over the years, Zhou Yi has practiced and comprehended countless martial arts techniques.

The primary cultivation technique has always been the supreme royal art – the Nine Revolutions of the Divine Dragon.

The Nine Revolutions of the Divine Dragon, true to its name, transforms a part of its body into the shape of a dragon with each revolution.

After nine transformations, the entire body transforms into a dragon, achieving the form of a true dragon.

Just now, the Nascent Soul's arm transformed into a dragon claw, which was cultivated through the Divine Dragon's Transformation.

The Nine Revolutions of the Divine Dragon is incredibly powerful, yet extremely difficult to cultivate.

Even though the royal Zhou family has amazing talent, no one in the world can cultivate to the ninth level.

Looking back over three thousand years, only the first emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty, Zhou Ji, cultivated nine cycles and transformed into a true dragon.

The current Martial Emperor, with his powerful military force, intimidates all sides, conquering east and west, expanding the territory by tens of thousands of miles.

His divine dragon body was only at the seventh stage, barely enough to prove his status as a Grandmaster.

Due to his extraordinary comprehension, Zhou Yi had already undergone nine transformations of the Divine Dragon at the age of ten, transforming into a True Dragon Celestial Being.

He even went so far as to develop this royal secret technique into ten and eleven variations.