The poorest member of the Imperial Guard, the Empress begged me to embezzle.

Chu Xiu bowed deeply to the corpse of Nie Han, the leader of the Demon Suppression Sect.

"I will never forget the kindness that gave me a second chance at life!"

After asking the two seniors to collect all the relics of the Heavenly Demon Sect and hand them over to the national treasury, Chu Xiu personally placed Nie Han's body into his storage space.

The remains of this heroic predecessor should be properly disposed of.

Moreover, Senior Liu Feibai should have known about the death of his fellow disciple and had seen him off on his final journey.

"Champion Marquis, there's no time to lose. Let's refine that unclaimed golden core first!"

"This place is now in the hands of Wushuang and me."

Nangong Yijian patted Chu Xiu on the shoulder and exclaimed, "The next time I see you, you will have already reached the pinnacle and become the number one martial artist in the Great Zhou!"

Gai Wushuang also praised, "I'll discuss this further with you after you emerge from seclusion!"

"You two are too kind. In that case, I will first find a place to go into seclusion."

Chu Xiu said, "As for the King of Qi..."

Nangong Yijian sighed, "There is no need for Marquis Champion to worry about the matter of the Prince of Qi. I will personally bring him back to the capital and apologize to His Majesty."

Chu Xiu nodded: "In that case, Senior Nangong will make the decision!"

"correct!"

"I know a good place!"

Gai Wushuang raised an eyebrow and exchanged a glance with Nangong Yijian. The two said in unison, "His Majesty originally intended to lead the expedition in person, but has now been persuaded to return by the other palace masters. If Marquis Champion wants to find a place to cultivate in seclusion, he should return to the capital first and inform His Majesty of this matter."

"There is a secret place in the palace that is the best place for you to seclude yourself now."

"But no one outside the royal family has ever been allowed to enter that place."

Chu Xiu asked with some curiosity, "Even the palace masters haven't been there?"

Nangong Yijian shook his head: "Not only us, even Murong has never entered..."

"Because, there's only one prerequisite to enter that secret realm—"

"That means your cultivation has reached the half-step limit!"

"Since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, even the founding emperor has never fully entered that secret realm. He only spent seven days in seclusion before the gate of the secret realm to comprehend the Dao. After that, he emerged from seclusion and led the Great Zhou army to unify the world!"

Has no one ever set foot here since the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty...?

In the Great Zhou Kingdom today, only Chu Xiu is qualified to enter that secret realm!

I believe that the Empress, who regards him as a confidant, will not stop him!

Upon hearing this, Chu Xiu immediately nodded: "Very well! I will return to the capital immediately! I will also report the matter of Weiwu City to His Majesty!"

Whenever Chu Xiu mentioned the Weiwu City, which resembled a sea of ​​blood, he felt a pang of sadness.

If he had reached this level earlier, who would have dared to commit such heinous acts!

Fortunately, he is about to reach the ninth level of the Profound Immortal Realm and become the so-called number one in the world!

The day he emerges from seclusion will be the day when those who have treated human life like dirt bow their heads in repentance!

With Chu Xiu's current cultivation level, even if he exerts all his strength, it would only take him the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to travel from the northwest border of Liangzhou to the imperial city.

The Imperial Guards, tasked with protecting the capital, were no useless soldiers. They possessed unique methods of detection and had sensed Chu Xiu's unstoppable aura from dozens of miles away.

Li Yan, the commander of the Imperial Guards on duty today, changed his expression drastically and hurriedly ordered the archers to stop the intruders from entering the palace.

Chu Xiu circulated his qi, and the Formless Sword Intent, carrying his divine sense, resounded through the city gates:

"Chu Xiu, a member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, has an extremely urgent matter to report to His Majesty. Do not stop me!"

Upon hearing the voice, Li Yan, the commander of the Imperial Guards, looked closely and confirmed it was indeed Marquis Chu Xiu. He breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew his order, and bowed, saying loudly, "So it's you, Marquis..."

Before he could finish speaking, he turned his head and exclaimed in shock, "What are you doing?!"

Suddenly, someone beside him mustered all their strength and threw the spear in their hand toward Chu Xiu.

Before the man even arrived, his undeniable words and the tip of his spear reached Chu Xiu first:

"So what if they're the Embroidered Uniform Guard? They're not allowed to enter the capital without being summoned! Anyone who disobeys will be executed!"

Seeing the cold light hurtling towards his head, Chu Xiu initially thought that with his well-known prestige throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty,

In such an urgent situation, he could have simply informed the Empress and entered the palace to meet her, but he never expected that someone would dare to stop him.

Is this person insane? Or has he overestimated his status and prestige?

The spear technique this person displayed, after being fully charged, had reached the fifth level of the Xuanxian realm.

Although Chu Xiu's current cultivation level meant he was not afraid of such a powerful spear attack,

However, the gun-shaped weapon that person used seemed quite extraordinary, even surpassing the quality of the broken blade summoned by the Grand Elder of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

With the blessing of such a divine object, the power of the spear's momentum was close to that of the peak of the eighth level of the Profound Immortal realm. Even Chu Xiu, who was as strong as a half-step cultivator, had to stop his movement to deal with it.

After successfully blocking the powerful attack with his formidable strength, Chu Xiu finally saw the true face of the person who had attacked him.

She was a woman wielding a golden dragon spear and clad in armor.

She landed steadily, standing a dozen steps away, pointing her gun at Chu Xiu, and said coldly, "When did even a mere Embroidered Uniform Guard gain such power, daring to enter the capital without being summoned?"

Chu Xiu frowned; he had never seen this woman in the capital.

At this moment, he had no interest in investigating the woman's words, actions, or identity. His violent spiritual power had already begun to dissipate, and refining the unclaimed golden core was the most urgent task at hand.

"Get out of my way!" Chu Xiu shouted, and was about to pass the woman and go straight into the imperial city.

"Stop right there! Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

Enraged by this, the woman stomped her foot and leaped forward, thrusting her spear fiercely towards Chu Xiu's head.

Chu Xiu paused, clenched his fists, and coldly stared at the woman who was charging at him with a gun, as if she were already a dead person in his eyes.

"Wait! Don't make a move!"

A series of screams suddenly rang out from behind the woman.

Chu Xiu looked in the direction of the voice and saw that the person who spoke was Li Yan, the imperial city garrison general he knew well.

When he heard him speak up to stop her, Chu Xiu withdrew his fist, intending to spare the life of this brainless woman.

He has never been a bloodthirsty person, and besides, this woman is currently just holding her post, so she can be spared from death.

Unexpectedly, the woman swung her spear with undiminished force, aiming it directly at Chu Xiu's head.

Murong Yan thrust out her spear, scoffing at the Imperial Guard Commander Li Yan's attempt to stop her.

Even if the person in front of me is a marquis or a duke!

As long as anyone dares to disturb Sheng'an in the imperial city, she can act first and ask for permission later!

Moreover, this person is just a lowly Imperial Guard!

This is the source of her confidence as the current emperor's sister and Murong Nantian's granddaughter!

What is there to be afraid of!

Just kill him!

"You're asking for it, aren't you?"

Chu Xiu was furious. He turned to the side, and Murong Yan's spear tip pierced down almost to his nose. The force of the blow created a large crater in the ground beneath his feet.

Before Murong Yanran could make another move, Chu Xiu flashed to her side and kicked her hard in the chest, sending her flying hundreds of meters away like an arrow.

She crashed into the city wall, her chest caved in, and she lay unconscious on the collapsed ruins.

Chu Xiu looked at Li Yan, who had rushed up to him, and pointed at the ruins, cursing:

"Who is this woman? The commander of the Imperial Guards? Has she gone mad?"

"Can't you tell who I am?"

"Is she blind, or has she always been this reckless?"

As Li Yan ordered his men to rescue Murong Yan, he turned to Chu Xiu with a wry smile and said, "My lord, she... she's not a member of the Imperial Guard..."

Li Yan wanted to cry but had no tears.

He knew very well that as the commander of the Imperial Guards, if he hadn't stopped Chu Xiu from killing a princess in time within the capital, Chu Xiu might have escaped unscathed, but he himself would have certainly met a terrible end.

"That's Princess Murong Yan of Anguo, who just returned from the battlefield with the southeastern barbarians..."