Chapter 1524: Not Allowed to Be This Awesome in the Royal Court

"Yes!" Eunuch Wen's heart clenched as he sensed the emperor's anger. This time, Lord Sang had truly provoked the emperor. He wondered what had gone wrong, as Sang had always been cautious and adept at anticipating the emperor's wishes.

He dared not ask further and quickly left. With the emperor truly enraged, he didn't even trust junior eunuchs to relay the message. Instead, he decided to personally ensure that Zhuxie Chixin was immediately informed, via the Embroidered Uniform Messengers, to notify the envoy team.

As he hurried through the imperial garden, a clear, pleasant voice suddenly called out, "Eunuch Wen, what has you in such a rush?"

Had it been anyone else, Eunuch Wen, consumed by urgency, wouldn't have spared a glance. But he dared not show the slightest disrespect to the person who spoke: "Greetings, Crown Princess!"

Not far away, a beautiful woman stood surrounded by several palace maids. It was none other than Crown Princess Bi Linglong.

As there were no official palace affairs that day, she wasn't dressed in her usual grand attire.

A simple emerald jade hairpin adorned her bun. She wore a soft, plain-colored long dress, its delicate jade belt subtly accentuating her waist. The entire dress flowed around her like an elegant, wispy cloud, making her figure appear even more graceful and enchanting.

A fiery red fox fur shawl draped over her shoulders, casting a delicate, rosy glow on her fair complexion.

Despite seeing her frequently in the palace, Eunuch Wen still inwardly marveled, "The Crown Princess truly is an exceptional beauty."

His thoughts then turned to the Crown Prince's rather simple-minded demeanor, and a familiar pity resurfaced—like a beautiful flower placed in cow dung.

He quickly lowered his head, suppressing this treasonous thought. "Reporting to Your Highness, this old servant is going to check on Lord Sang's envoy team."

Bi Linglong nodded. "Indeed, there is something strange about their envoy team; by rights, they should have returned by now."

That Zu An truly was a rascal. They had only seen each other once through the shadow-sound mirror, and with so many people around, they couldn't speak freely. She hadn't even dared to chat for long to avoid suspicion.

Afterward, she instructed officials in the Eastern Palace to send numerous letters to the envoy team, ostensibly to inquire about various official matters.

She trusted that Zu An, with his quick wit, would surely grasp her true intentions and reply promptly. While the letters would undoubtedly discuss official business, she would be delighted to see his handwriting, and she knew that with his character, he would certainly find a way to convey a personal message to her.

To her surprise, countless letters sent by the Eastern Palace officials never received a reply.

"Never received a reply" isn't entirely accurate, though, because many replies did arrive. However, they were all from Sang Hong or other members of the team, not a single one from Zu An!

A young woman's heart is a strange thing. She rationally knew that even if he had replied, he couldn't have said much, yet his complete silence left her inexplicably angry.

"The Crown Princess is right," Eunuch Wen agreed. "The envoy team's progress is indeed unusually slow." He noticed that instead of having a palace maid hold it for her, she personally carried a delicate umbrella adorned with vibrant yet elegant plum blossoms, which lent a touch of liveliness to the winter imperial garden.

He was initially surprised. Although it was snowing lightly, cultivators could easily dispel the snowflakes with their vital energy before they even landed, so most didn't bother with umbrellas in such weather—he certainly hadn't.

But he quickly understood: it was simply a young woman's fondness for beauty.

The Crown Princess was indeed beautiful, and holding the umbrella only enhanced her delicate charm.

Eunuch Wen suddenly snapped back to reality. *I'm an eunuch, why am I concerned with her beauty?* he thought, *Ah, what a sad story.*

After answering a few of Bi Linglong's questions, he quickly departed.

Bi Linglong, meanwhile, gazed toward the northwest, her delicate brows furrowed into a graceful arch, lost in thought.

"Achoo!"

Far away in the Demon Imperial Palace, Zu An rubbed his nose, feeling somewhat perplexed. He was currently feeling extremely agitated, so why was he sneezing?

His internal energy felt as if it were about to boil over, giving Zu An an urge to continue releasing it. However, he retained enough rationality to know that causing a disturbance in the imperial palace could easily lead to fatalities.

With a light push of his foot, he swiftly flew towards the mountains beyond the royal court.

Meanwhile, in the Golden Crow Ancestral Land, a messenger quickly returned with a report. Upon hearing it, several elders couldn't help but exclaim, "The new divine weapon is in the Regent's hands?"

Soon, another hot-tempered elder named Wu Fan scoffed, "The younger generation of the royal family truly has no shame these days. To allow a weak human to control the situation and even appoint him as Regent? Can he truly lead the Demon Race to strength? He simply lacks the ability..."

Hearing his continuous tirade, which was verging on insulting the new Demon Emperor, the Grand Elder's expression soured. After all, he had been present yesterday. "That young man isn't entirely weak," he interjected. "He even killed several Grandmasters yesterday."

"Hmph, I've heard that," Elder Wu Fan scoffed. "But in the end, wasn't it all due to the power of the Sun-Shooting Bow? He himself is merely a youngling who just broke through to the Grandmaster level in the Soul Realm."

"But he also killed Mr. Bat of the Blood Clan with his bare hands, seemingly in just a single encounter," another elder countered, having also been present last night.

"While Mr. Bat was certainly infamous," Wu Fan reasoned self-righteously, "he constantly absorbed vital essence and power from others, making his cultivation impure and chaotic. The more he absorbed, the more prone he became to internal conflicts among different vital energies, eventually leading to a tragic end from qi deviation. In my estimation, last night simply coincided with his qi deviation, and that young man merely stumbled upon a lucky opportunity."

"But... could it really be such a coincidence?" another elder questioned.

"Then let me ask you," Wu Fan retorted, "could you instantly kill Mr. Bat with a single move?"

The others immediately fell silent. Indeed, some of them *could* have defeated Mr. Bat in a single move, for they were ancient figures of the Demon Royal Family, possessing unfathomable power.

However, Mr. Bat was no ordinary master of the righteous path; he was a notorious figure who had clawed his way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Such individuals possessed unparalleled survival skills. While they were confident they could defeat him in one strike, they couldn't guarantee a fatal blow.

"Exactly," Wu Fan scoffed, seeing their silence. "Eliminate the impossible, and whatever remains, however improbable, must be the truth."

Even the Grand Elder seemed somewhat convinced. "That young man certainly has extraordinary luck, possessing two divine artifacts at such a young age."

Wu Fan snorted coldly. "I see it as nothing but trouble. Possessing two divine weapons at such a tender age is like a child parading through the market with a fortune; it's bound to invite disaster. I will personally go and retrieve his divine weapons, which will also, in a way, save his life."

The Grand Elder frowned. "He has been appointed Regent; isn't it rather improper to simply seize them?"

"The Sun-Shooting Bow has always been a divine artifact of our Demon Royal Family," Wu Fan scoffed. "The former Demon Emperor merely used him as a means to return it. It is perfectly reasonable for us to reclaim it now. A mere youth, holding the high position of Regent, and possessing two divine weapons?"

"Such an exceptionally powerful person is not permitted to exist in the royal court!"