Venerable Supreme of Myriad Dragons

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: A Lesson

The night passed without incident.

Early the next morning, Shen Daoxing opened his eyes and exhaled a long, impure breath, ending his night of meditation.

"Young Master Shen!"

Someone knocked on his door.

"Come in!"

Shen Daoxing said softly.

Then, several palace maids entered to help him bathe and dress.

Although Shen Daoxing wasn’t quite used to this, he still went along with the palace customs. After he was bathed and dressed, the impurities expelled from his body over the past few days of cultivation were completely washed away. He then put on the splendid silk robes the palace maids had brought.

Clothes really do make the man.

Shen Daoxing was instantly transformed into a dashing, elegant young gentleman.

Afterward, palace maids brought Shen Daoxing his breakfast.

Shen Daoxing was not one to sit idle. He quickly finished his breakfast and left his room, intending to continue his cultivation at the Treasure Pavilion.

This time, the soldiers guarding the door didn’t dare to stop him.

General Hu Wei greeted him with a smile. "Young Master Shen, are you heading out?"

After what happened yesterday, although General Hu Wei didn’t know Shen Daoxing’s exact relationship with the Emperor of the Martial Kingdom, he knew that anyone who possessed the Royal Family’s Dragon Vein Power had to be someone extraordinary.

General Hu Wei’s attitude toward Shen Daoxing had done a complete 180.

He was like a completely different person from his former, colder self, which actually made Shen Daoxing a little uncomfortable.

"General Hu Wei, you’re not stopping me today?"

Shen Daoxing smiled faintly.

"Young Master Shen, please don’t say that. You may go wherever you wish within the palace. We are here to protect you at all times!"

"That won’t be necessary!"

Shen Daoxing waved his hand dismissively and left by himself.

Yesterday, before Eunuch Li left, he had given him a Token. With this Token, Shen Daoxing could walk freely within the palace.

However, Shen Daoxing had no intention of strolling aimlessly; he headed straight for the Treasure Pavilion.

THUD!

A loud thud, like something hitting the ground, came from a branching path nearby.

"You ugly freak! Why haven’t you scrammed from the palace yet? The Royal Family has no need for a useless piece of trash like you!"

Then, a cold female voice rang out.

The voice sounded familiar to Shen Daoxing, so he looked in its direction.

Not far down the side path, he saw Princess Anyun with her hands on her hips, glaring arrogantly ahead. Behind her stood a young Swordsman.

The young Swordsman cradled a sword in his arms. He looked rather unremarkable, but his sharp eyes seemed to hold a boundless killing intent, a clear sign of his extraordinary power.

Across from Princess Anyun, a petite girl lay wretchedly on the ground, her hair in disarray.

"Waste of space! Scram from the palace already! Take your idiot mother with you! The two of you living here is just a waste of food!"

Princess Anyun said with a look of disdain.

"I’m not a waste of space!"

But the petite girl resolutely got to her feet, completely unafraid as she faced the menacing Princess Anyun.

"How dare you talk back to me? You think a trip to the Trial Land makes you something special? Trash is trash, and that’s all you’ll ever be!"

As she spoke, Princess Anyun raised her hand for a vicious slap.

But just as her hand was about to connect, the petite girl caught her wrist in a tight grip.

Princess Anyun instantly flew into a rage. "What, you ugly freak! You dare to fight back?"

With that, Princess Anyun coldly ordered the man behind her, "Xiao Jian, teach her a lesson. Make her understand her place. How dare she resist!"

"Yes!"

The Swordsman behind Princess Anyun nodded. He took a single, simple step, and the ground instantly spiderwebbed with cracks. The color drained from the petite girl’s face as an invisible force slammed into her, sending her flying with a loud BANG.

This petite girl was none other than the Ninth Princess, Gu Yawei. Seeing this, Shen Daoxing’s expression darkened, and he strode forward.

Princess Anyun was startled to see Shen Daoxing approaching, but her expression quickly turned cold.

"You! Stop right there!"

Princess Anyun said coldly, "Let me tell you, there is no way I’m marrying a country bumpkin like you. Don’t even dream of it. I don’t care what Father Emperor says, I will never marry you. Give up and stop pestering me!"

Princess Anyun assumed Shen Daoxing had come about their engagement and looked thoroughly annoyed.

But Shen Daoxing didn’t spare her a single glance. His figure blurred, and he vanished.

"Ah! Shen Daoxing, what do you think you’re doing?"

Princess Anyun jumped in fright, thinking Shen Daoxing was coming for her. She cried out, wrapping her arms around herself.

She waited for a long time, but Shen Daoxing never came toward her. When she finally peeked, she saw that he had somehow appeared in front of the Ninth Princess.

"Ninth Princess, are you all right?"

Shen Daoxing quickly helped Gu Yawei up, checked her over, and breathed a sigh of relief after finding she wasn’t seriously injured.

"You... you..."

Princess Anyun’s mouth hung open in shock, unable to speak. She felt like a complete fool. The humiliation was like a harsh slap to the face.

"Oh, I see! I see! So you two are in this together!"

Enraged, Princess Anyun pointed viciously at the pair. "Xiao Jian, kill them both for me!"

The corner of the Swordsman’s mouth curled up. He stepped forward arrogantly and stood before Princess Anyun. "Rest assured, Princess. I will kill this shameless pair and let you vent your anger."

As he spoke, he gripped the hilt of his sword.

But before his blade could even leave its sheath...

Shen Daoxing struck, a flash of black light shooting out.

A red line appeared on the Swordsman Xiao Jian’s neck. WHOOSH! His head flew high into the air as countless sprays of blood erupted from his neck, dousing Princess Anyun’s face.

"Ahhh...!"

Princess Anyun immediately screamed upon seeing the headless corpse in front of her.

Shen Daoxing’s figure flickered, and he suddenly appeared behind Princess Anyun like a phantom.

A shiver ran down Princess Anyun’s spine.

"If you ever dare to bully the Ninth Princess again, this corpse will be your fate."

Shen Daoxing’s voice, like a demon’s whisper, sounded in her ear.

"Ah!" Princess Anyun shrieked and collapsed to the ground with a thud, her eyes trembling uncontrollably.

"Let’s go."

Shen Daoxing returned to the Ninth Princess’s side.

The Ninth Princess gave him a surprised look. "Shen, you’re still engaged to Princess Anyun. Are you sure it’s a good idea to make a complete enemy of her for my sake?"

Clearly, the Ninth Princess didn’t know that Shen Daoxing had already come to an agreement with the Eldest Princess.

Shen Daoxing smiled faintly. He couldn’t resist reaching out to pat the Ninth Princess on the head. "Don’t worry about it."

Then, Shen Daoxing left with the Ninth Princess.

Princess Anyun remained on the ground, staring blankly at the corpse before her, still unable to process what had just happened.

Although Xiao Jian wasn’t a prodigy on the level of Xia Junze, he was still one of the top figures at the Royal Academy. ’To think he killed him with a single sword strike, without even giving him a chance to draw his own blade.’

Princess Anyun could never have imagined it. ’That guy I looked down on... he’s actually this powerful.’

As she watched Shen Daoxing’s retreating figure, Princess Anyun suddenly felt he seemed different. ’Looking at the young gentleman in his white robes,’ she thought, ’maybe this Shen Daoxing isn’t so bad after all. He’s... actually a little handsome!’

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