Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 847: Chapter 460: Heading to Central Prefecture, The World Stirs! (6k2)_3

The sect protector Yu Cheng, guarding the mountain gate, saw Zhao Quan approaching and immediately furrowed his brows slightly. Although he had judged Zhao Quan’s origins from his attire as an Imperial Supervisor, he still shouted a question toward him.

Compared to King of the Northern Town, Yuan Hong, the Imperial Court Supervisors were not significant figures. In the past, Yu Cheng might have been apprehensive of them, but now, with the world divided into nine parts, the Imperial Court could barely manage the affairs of the Cold North, let alone hold any sway here.

However.

Upon hearing Yu Cheng’s shout, Zhao Quan swept his gaze over and revealed a hint of displeasure. He snorted coldly, and a surge of powerful energy instantly spread out, causing Yu Cheng’s complexion to change slightly and forcing him to retreat several steps as his breath caught.

This was the energy of a Marrow-Cleansing Grandmaster. The approaching person was indeed a grandmaster figure among the Imperial Supervisors!

Seeing Yu Cheng retreat, a trace of arrogance flashed in Zhao Quan’s eyes. As a grandmaster of the Inner Court, how dare a mere sect protector reprimand him? He had come with an imperial decree, so even the Acting Sect Master of the Seven Profound Sect, Qi Zhiyuan, should treat him with courtesy and invite him up the mountain to announce the decree.

“Direct Hall Supervisor, Zhao Quan, here by command of His Majesty to deliver the imperial decree.”

Zhao Quan stood at the gate of the Seven Profound Sect, not stepping forward, but speaking slowly. His voice was soft yet contained power, echoing throughout the entire sect, causing countless disciples to look up.

The voice reverberated through the valley, stirring a commotion within the Seven Profound Sect.

Swoosh!

In the next moment, the figure of Qi Zhiyuan, the Acting Sect Master of the Seven Profound Sect, appeared beside the small path in front of the mountain.

He looked at Zhao Quan, cupped his hands in a salute, and said:

“The Acting Sect Master of the Seven Profound Sect is here. Please announce the decree, Supervisor Zhao.”

Zhao Quan looked at Qi Zhiyuan, then at Yu Cheng and some other stewards of the Seven Profound Sect standing nearby, stunned and unmoving. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Qi Zhiyuan was a grandmaster and, according to the rules of the Da Xuan Calendar, grandmasters did not need to kneel to receive an imperial decree. But Yu Cheng and the other protectors and stewards did not kneel to receive the decree; it was indeed extremely rude.

However.

After all, this was the gate of the Seven Profound Sect, and Zhao Quan knew that the sect was not the same as it used to be, especially with the presence of Chen Mu. Even the Pavilion Master of the Mysterious Mechanism Pavilion and the Master of Blood Hidden Pavilion were very wary of him. It was not suitable for him to act rashly, so he suppressed his displeasure and took out a roll of yellow silk from his bosom, embroidered with a golden dragon pattern and rolled with white jade.

“…The current Chen Mu of Yu State, firstly vanquished the remnants of the Sky Demon Sect in Ice State, then repelled the foreign invaders beyond the pass, protecting hundreds of millions of common people in Ice State. His exploits also reached the Outer Sea, shaking foreign lands and spreading the might of the Da Xuan Dynasty far and wide. His merits are illustrious, and he is bestowed a royal title with the name ‘Northern Cold,’ not subject to the control of the Taoist Prefecture, and passed down hereditarily without interruption!”

Despite knowing the contents beforehand, Zhao Quan’s heart still felt a bit tumultuous when he recited it. After all, it was the conferring of a hereditary royal title to an unrelated person, something that had been extremely rare since the founding of the Da Xuan Dynasty!

In the current world.

Only at the founding of the Da Xuan Dynasty were there the four major hereditary royal titles of King of North Garrison, South Garrison, West Garrison, and East Garrison, passed down without interruption. Later, in over a thousand years of history, the East Garrison royal title was stripped due to rebellion, leaving only the three major hereditary royal titles.

Now, another ‘Northern Cold King’ was bestowed, also passed down hereditarily, a distinguished position in the world.

Of course.