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Chapter 626: 424: Ascension, Commandant of the Imperial City!

Chapter 626: Chapter 424: Ascension, Commandant of the Imperial City!

Jingtai’s command signaled Chen Yuan to cease his attack. In fact, he had already been ready to stop, believing that leaving Yang Yuanqing half-dead was punishment enough.

Should he have really taken a life, the consequences would have been unpredictable.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to; it was that he couldn’t.

At least in front of Jingtai, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he couldn’t do so. After all, before the fight began, they hadn’t agreed to a fight to the death, and leaving his opponent half-dead had pretty much achieved his goal.

Unless Cao Zhengxian was willing to use Spiritual Objects for healing, without several months’ time, Yang Yuanqing wouldn’t possibly recover.

Frankly, Yang Yuanqing was very strong, certainly not just a novice True Core practitioner. He was an old-hand at the True Core level, and although he seemed young, he was actually nearing forty years old.

If he were to face another Void Core, Yang Yuanqing’s strength would naturally dominate with ease, but he happened to encounter Chen Yuan.

Who is Chen Yuan?

That was the man who defeated all the heroes in Ascension battles, the top on the Hidden Dragon List, a figure known throughout Jianghu. His body was only a half step away from reaching “Vajra Unbreakable.”

His Qi Refining Cultivation had reached the pinnacle of Void Core, armed with a Divine Weapon, and most importantly, the Core he formed was a Phenomenon Pill, extraordinary by any standard.

The advantage it gave Chen Yuan was immensely significant.

With his strength, lacking Heavenly Core cultivation, trying to defeat him was simply a fool’s dream.

Even if Yang Yuanqing possessed peerless swordsmanship and Protective Divine Skill, he wasn’t anywhere close to Chen Yuan; keep in mind, Chen Yuan seemed to have exerted his full strength just now.

But he hadn’t even played his “Transformation Dragon” trump card yet.

If it weren’t for the many eyes upon him, Chen Yuan, unrestrained in his burst of power, would have assured Yang Yuanqing’s death within a hundred breaths!

Yang Yuanqing on the ground, upon hearing Jingtai’s words, relaxed the tension in his heart, truly believing for a moment that he would die at Chen Yuan’s hands.

That sense of danger, even now when he thought of it, left him with lingering fear.

His gaze toward Chen Yuan was a mix of emotions—three parts resentment, three parts admiration, three parts fear, and a trace of indescribable submission.

Chen Yuan glanced at Yang Yuanqing on the ground with little interest in parsing such a complex emotional pie chart; fear and hatred were enough for him to see.

Descending slowly from the void, Chen Yuan approached Jingtai and bowed:

“Your servant greets Your Majesty.”

Jingtai observed Chen Yuan for a long while before saying:

“Indeed, you are as commendable as a pillar of the state that I possess. With such strength, it’s only natural you defeated all the heroes.”

“Your servant is terrified and dares not accept such praise from Your Majesty, it was merely a stroke of luck to modestly prevail over Eunuch Yang,” Chen Yuan said modestly, but his eyes acknowledged the truth.

Others, upon hearing Chen Yuan’s words, especially seeing the near-death state of Yang Yuanqing, were instantly speechless—calling such a brutal victory a stroke of luck?

And Chen Yuan’s aura showed no signs of diminishing; he was as before as he was now.

Jingtai’s gaze was indifferent:

“Since you’ve won against Yang Yuanqing, the promise I made before naturally stands; from this day forth, you are the commander of the Eastern Imperial City.”

“Thank Your Majesty!”

“The heavy responsibility of guarding the Eastern Imperial City from now on falls upon you.”

“Your servant will not fail the trust bestowed by Your Majesty,” Chen Yuan said with a solemn expression.

“You young ones should interact more. Chen Yuan is a talent, having done very well in Qingzhou. You all, who have long resided in the Capital’s imperial courts, should also understand the affairs of the world,” Jingtai said, turning his gaze toward several princes.

“This son receives the decree.”

“This son receives the decree.”

The princes swiftly bowed and acknowledged.

“I am tired, let’s return to the palace.”

Jingtai’s gaze never settled on Yang Yuanqing for even a moment, as if he was just some inconsequential servant, a loser with little value in his eyes.

One of Jingtai’s eunuchs in green robes immediately spoke up in a falsetto:

“Prepare the carriage to return to the palace!”

Over a dozen attendant eunuchs and palace maids promptly bowed and made their salutations as Jingtai turned and left directly.

“Your servant respectfully sends off Your Majesty.”

“Your servant looks forward to Your Majesty’s next audience.”

Behind him, there was a chorus of such farewells.

Cao Zhengxian looked at Chen Yuan with a faint smile and said:

“Envoy Chen, you have impressive abilities. I, as Supervisor, admire you. Remember, there’s always a place for you in the Imperial Supervision Bureau.”

Despite Yang Yuanqing’s defeat, there was no displeasure in his demeanor, almost as if he didn’t care at all. Yet, Chen Yuan didn’t dare to let his guard down and replied solemnly:

“Thank you for the Lord’s generous affection.”

Cao Zhengxian smiled, and with a wave of his hand, Yang Yuanqing, who lay in the distance, was suddenly suspended in the air. He said indifferently: “Trash.”

Then, gripping Yang Yuanqing, he turned and left.

“Chen Yuan, come to the Heavenly Patrol Bureau tomorrow,” said Zhang Yantong.

“Yes, this subordinate obeys the order,” Chen Yuan replied.

“Not bad,” commented Zuo Tiancheng.

“I look favorably upon you, very good,” said Wu Tianxi, nodding and smiling lightly.

“This servant is honored by the Divine Envoy’s praise.”

One by one, the Divine Envoys spoke, letting no more words fall other than these, as if saving the rest for the morrow. They left the Imperial City, flying through the sky.

The Imperial Palace was restricted airspace, but the Imperial City was not.

Otherwise, this distance alone would be quite a journey for those courtiers attending court sessions.

When everyone had departed, only the four princes, princesses, and Chen Yuan remained.

Eldest Prince Sima Qian approached with a smile and saluted:

“I am Sima Qian, and I have the honor to meet you, Envoy Chen.”

“I’ve met Your Highness,” Chen Yuan replied, neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Second Prince Sima You, with a smile on his face, said: