His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

As night fell, civil and military officials and soldiers ate and drank together.

A sudden gust of wind gathered in the sky, and a few breaths later, a light rain began to fall.

The soldiers were well-trained and remained calm in the rain, eating their meals without panic or seeking shelter, demonstrating strict military discipline.

At this moment, someone stepped forward.

"I have long heard that the Imperial Preceptor possesses magical powers, able to make the rain fall when he wants it to, and to stop the rain when he wants it to stop."

"On such a grand occasion, why doesn't the Imperial Advisor show his skills so that our soldiers don't have to eat in the rain, thus demonstrating the might of our Great Xi Dynasty?"

The speaker was a Minister of War who had always been at odds with Xu Bing, believing him to be utterly incompetent, a charlatan, and a bully who used his position to intimidate others.

His Majesty must be delirious to have entrusted this person with the administration of the state.

Xu Bing sneered when he heard the provocative words.

He then turned his head and glanced at the woman beside him who was holding an incense burner.

This woman is Song Si, one of Ji Yuan's most trusted people.

Her appearance is exceptional, but this rain is her masterpiece.

Before Xu Bing could speak...

Another minister stepped forward, saying, "The Imperial Preceptor can command mountains and rivers, and is all-powerful. He is as powerful as the sun at its zenith in the court. I believe that a mere drizzle can be dispersed with a flick of the finger. We urge the Imperial Preceptor to unleash his power!"

Soon, the ministers echoed his sentiments.

All of a sudden.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Everyone knows the Imperial Preceptor Xu Bing. This scoundrel clings to imperial power, covets authority, and is adept at deception. Even if he knows a little about the magic arts of immortals, it's only a little.

If someone truly had the ability to quell the wind and rain, that would be strange indeed.

Lacking both talent and ability, yet holding a high position, it's understandable that no one respects him. Especially given his recent significant actions in court, which have already displeased many.

This could be a good opportunity to embarrass the Grand Preceptor, dampen his arrogance, or even... use this as a pretext to launch an attack and force him to step down.

As soon as these words came out.

Immediately, a commotion arose from the military camp below.

"That's right. The Grand Preceptor is second only to the Emperor, so surely this little matter won't be difficult for him?"

……

Song Si held the incense burner, gently stroking the dragon pattern on its body. She remained silent, her eyebrows slightly raised as she glanced at Xu Bing.

She wanted to see how to deal with this chronic illness.

Amidst the cacophony of noise.

Xu Bing slowly stood up. As the Grand Preceptor and acting as the regent, he did not sit in the front but rather in a side seat, sitting with some senior officials.

He stood up at that moment.

The ministers' nagging, the army's clamor, and all sorts of noises suddenly straightened up, as if time had stopped.

All eyes converged on one person: the Imperial Preceptor, Xu Bingye.

Despite the fact that many people looked down on him from the bottom of their hearts and thought he was a fraud.

However, it's undeniable that this person possesses an extremely strong presence and commands respect.

His tall figure was extremely eye-catching, and his narrow eyes swept over the crowd indifferently, showing neither panic nor anger.

"Everyone."

"I have my own methods to easily disperse this rain."

"But this rain is a timely and auspicious sign, something many places have prayed for but could not obtain. Why should it be driven away?"

"Besides, even if I disperse them, the soldiers in the army are already soaked, so it's useless. Why not change our thinking and let the wind and rain lash us, while we go out of the tent and enjoy the sweet rain together?"

Xu Bing suggested with a faint smile.

As soon as these words came out.

The person who had just been harboring ulterior motives and making provocative remarks immediately fell silent.

The rain was fine and gentle; it wouldn't be wrong to call it a timely rain. Moreover, many places have suffered from drought for years, so seeing the rain and thinking of the people is perfectly understandable.

"Damn it!" The minister who had just spoken looked grim, never expecting Xu Bing to be so eloquent.

The matter was easily resolved with just a few words.

"It seems everyone shares this view," Xu Bing said lightly. "In that case..."

Before he could finish speaking, one man refused. He stood up; though old, his spirit was still strong.

His surname was Zhou, and he was a senior figure in the court. Even Ji Yuan had to call him Duke Zhou or Old Man Zhou.

He sneered, "Grand Preceptor Xu, you are merely acting as regent; you seem to have no right to order this old man around, do you?"

"Duke Zhou was unwilling to share the good fortune?"

Xu Bing, who had already sat down again, put down his chopsticks and wiped his mouth.

“Sharing joy is certainly possible, and sharing hardship is no problem either,” said the Duke of Zhou indifferently, completely ignoring and showing no fear of Xu Bing’s imposing manner. “It’s just that the Grand Preceptor’s behavior is really hard to like.”

Xu Bing frowned slightly and glanced at the other ministers. "Is this also your opinion?"

The crowd remained silent, turning their heads away, waiting to see Xu Bing find himself in a difficult situation.

Even if His Majesty were in good health and personally in charge of the government, he would not dare to be so presumptuous as to let everyone get soaked in the rain.

Don't forget, before the Xuanjia Army was revealed, Ji Yuan's prestige wasn't very high.

The Great Xi Dynasty was like a withered tree, and the monarch's authority was weak. If it weren't for the sudden appearance of the ten thousand Xuanjia soldiers, which aroused people's fear, Ji Yuan would be nothing more than a child in some people's eyes.

Song Si shook his head. Xu Bing had clearly become arrogant, and the power he gained by controlling Ji Yuan had made him lose sight of himself.

Power obtained through violence, yet they do not know how to use it.

In the end, it's just that.

Every country has its own rules for governance, which require interpersonal relationships, exchanges of interests, mutual trust, and a platform.

However, Xu Bing did not possess these prerequisites from the very beginning.

Even though His Majesty ordered him to act as regent, he was never considered to have entered officialdom.

Simply because he came from humble beginnings.

Ability is secondary; it's neither important nor unimportant.

However… what she didn’t expect was…

Xu Bingben had no intention of entering the damned officialdom.

He chuckled; this scene was exactly what he expected. He took a sip of his drink and put down his glass the instant he did so.

In an instant, a fierce wind arose between heaven and earth, with invisible wind blades mixed in with the gale.

Snapped--

A desk, shattered into pieces.

Then came the second one, the third one…

The desks were crushed to pieces.

The Imperial Preceptor was enraged, and the dragon's aura surged. Xu Bing sat before his desk, his long robes and hair billowing in the wind. Everyone was terrified, but he remained silent.

A light rain was falling, and everyone was terrified, so they all stood up and looked around.

Finally, all eyes were drawn to Xu Bing's body. The fierce wind was surely the work of this person.

"Everyone."

"Please, I won't repeat myself."

He spoke softly and indifferently, neither angry nor imposing, his expression unpredictable; he was the only one sitting quietly in the room.

A fierce wind raged, whipping clothes off some people and knocking them to the ground.

The tent was in complete chaos. A complete mess, where was there any semblance of courtesy left?

"Are you insane! You dare use sorcery in the imperial court?!"

Duke Zhou's expression changed slightly, clearly intimidated by this power.

I initially thought he was a conman, but it turns out he actually knows a few tricks up his sleeve.

At this moment, that figure calmly drank the wine, a smile playing on his lips, like a god or demon without any taboos.

He didn't answer, and he was too lazy to answer.

Song Si narrowed her eyes slightly. Apart from Xu Bing, Song Si was the only one who remained relatively calm.

"Don't think that just because you know a couple of spells, you can act arrogantly in front of me!"

Duke Zhou's expression remained calm. "In my entire life, I have seen many true immortals. You, Xu Bing, are no match for them..."

The words have not yet fallen.

An invisible wind blade sliced ​​across his cheek.

Just half an inch to the side, and you'll find his neck.

Xu Bing watched with great interest, his powerful aura enough to intimidate the military officials.

Although he sat cross-legged in front of the table, his figure seemed to rise infinitely high, looking down at the crowd crawling at his feet.

"Gentlemen, please leave," Xu Bing said again.

In an instant.

The officials in the court swallowed hard, trembling with fear, and looked around as they slowly moved outwards.