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“Hmm?” Around Princess Nine, approximately ten imperial court powerhouses with varying attires, all potent and labeled as Saints, aside from a middle-aged woman, looked up. Their divine lights swirled as they focused on the direction of the incoming person.

Rumble!

In the void, waves of unseen aura from the Great Dao swept over, surging toward the incoming figure like engulfing waves.

“Phew!”

Surprisingly, there was no collision. The figure took a step forward, and the impact dissipated quietly, effortlessly resolved.

“It is indeed the Changsheng Imperial Court. They’ve brought a group of Saints and a Saint King. Truly formidable!” The newcomer chuckled lightly before revealing his form. He sported a starry robe, his flowing black hair exuding heroism. It was none other than Su Changsheng.

Su Changsheng glanced at the assembly. He then stepped forward and, amid the changing expressions of the group, reached the seat beside Princess Nine, taking his place next to her.

“I extend greetings to the Princess of the Imperial Court!” Su Changsheng raised his hand, speaking composedly as Princess Nine regarded him playfully.

“Daring! Who are you to have the audacity to sit at the same level as Princess Nine?” Beside them, a young imperial court Saint’s countenance turned cold as he sternly rebuked. Simultaneously, a terrifying aura of the Saints emanated, and with a raised hand, a palm struck directly at Su Changsheng, surrounded by countless energies.

Boom!

An astonishing aura of the Saints descended, even stronger than that of the Purple Mountain Saint. In response, the group of imperial court Saints remained undisturbed, not attempting to intervene, including Princess Nine, who was intrigued to see how Su Changsheng would respond.

“Elder Ancestor!” A group of Su family powerhouses exclaimed in shock.

“Bang!”

Su Changsheng’s expression remained steady in the arena. He raised his hand, releasing a more formidable divine power that effortlessly neutralized the strike. Then, his gaze turned icy as he extended his palm from a distance and struck down.

Boom!

As the palm descended, it resembled a divine palm from the heavens or an imperial stele of gold, causing the young imperial court Saint’s expression to shift. He raised his hand to resist with all his might but was still struck, blood spewing uncontrollably.

“So impressive?” This sight amazed the group of imperial court Saints, even catching the attention of the middle-aged woman.

Boom!

Blood from the Saints splattered, each drop containing terrifying divine power capable of piercing through the earth, traversing space, and defeating top-tier powerhouses. Observing this, Su Changsheng raised his hand, wiping away all the blood.

“Curse it!” The young imperial court Saint seethed. His face contorted, and formidable divine power surged forth. However, the next moment, an even mightier pressure descended.

“If you dare to act again, I will end your life!” Su Changsheng’s gaze grew frigid, a chilling intent filling the air, causing the young Saint to quiver, his heart gripped by fear, his face turning pale and flushed.

“You…” The young imperial court Saint fumed. He sensed that Su Changsheng wasn’t joking. The other party genuinely had the nerve to eliminate him. Yet, how could Su Changsheng dare to commit such an act? He was an imperial court saint. Attacking one of their own was a capital offense.

“Hush!”

Princess Nine’s voice cut through the air sternly, her tone carrying an edge of severity. The imperial court Saint’s heart quivered, and he swiftly lowered his head, refraining from uttering another word. This commanding presence deepened Su Changsheng’s understanding of the might of the Changsheng Imperial Court. Even a Saint, stronger than the Purple Mountain Ancestor and relatively young at only three to four thousand years old, found himself casually reprimanded in front of the princess.

This occurrence illustrated the formidable nature of the Changsheng Imperial Court. Nevertheless, it seemed that this princess held a significance beyond a mere royal lineage. Su Changsheng carefully observed the imperial court princess before him. She possessed a petite figure, likely around sixteen or seventeen, with flowing golden hair elegantly draped in a glorious phoenix robe. Her eyes shone with a golden hue, framed by elongated crimson eye makeup. Her exquisite features rivaled Gu Qingge’s and others, albeit with a distinct allure, albeit much like a proud phoenix.

Although her cultivation might not be exceptionally advanced, likely hovering at the peak of the Law Phase, her youthfulness and bone age of sixteen or seventeen spoke volumes of her potential. Such astounding aptitude deserved recognition.

[Ding, detecting eligible candidates for spouses and concubines. Changsheng Imperial Court Princess Nine, Jihuang, possesses the Nine Phoenix Saint Body—a pure-blood descendant of the True Phoenix Clan, destined to evolve into an Immortal Phoenix Body. Currently holds a [Purple Gold] level destiny. Suggested as a potential spouse!]

At this instant, a frigid voice emanated—an unexpected notification from the system.

Ninth Princess of the Longevity Imperial Court? A [Purple Gold] grade destiny?

Upon absorbing this information, Su Changsheng momentarily halted his tea-pouring motion, a hint of astonishment crossing his features. Another [Purple Gold] grade destiny? This revelation indicated her potential to rival Gu Qingge and Su Ziyuan, possibly even attaining Phoenix Immortal status.

Impressive! She is a fledgling Phoenix Immortal. The prospect of fathering a child with her carried intriguing rewards, Su Changsheng mused.

Yet, he was well aware that, given her status, he lacked the qualifications to make a romantic advance. Achieving the status of a Great Sage or quasi-Emperor was a prerequisite to avoid being crushed by the Imperial Court’s formidable figures.

“Su Changsheng, what emboldens you to assume a position equal to mine and to attack my subordinates?” The Ninth Princess turned her curious gaze towards Su Changsheng, a questioning glint in her eyes. “Could it be that you hold no fear of facing the consequences?”

As her words rang out, not only did they induce trepidation within Su Yun and the other influential Su family members, but the Imperial Court’s powerful figures also cast puzzled glances in his direction. How could Su Changsheng, a mere Saint surrounded by fellow Saints and even a Saint King, display such audacity? What granted him the courage?

“Firstly, Princess, we are within the Su family premises, not the Longevity Imperial Court. As the Su family’s progenitor, I naturally claim the highest seat, while your position should logically be beneath mine.” Su Changsheng leisurely spoke as he poured two cups of spiritual tea—one for himself and another which he slid towards the Ninth Princess.

“Permitting your presence at my side is already granting you respect. Secondly, your subordinate ventured to act within Su family territory. By rights, I could have easily executed him without incurring objections. Spare him I did—a second act of courtesy extended to you.”

“Thirdly, regardless of perspective, I remain a Saint. Saints are not to be trifled with. Were I to erupt in fury, your status as an Imperial Court princess would hardly safeguard you from my retribution.”

As he spoke, Su Changsheng’s gaze locked onto the Ninth Princess, a glint of icy resolve flickering within his eyes. This subtle but unmistakable intensity stirred a sliver of apprehension within the Ninth Princess—a fleeting yet perceptible undercurrent of dread.

Despite her relative vulnerability due to her fledgling cultivation, she wielded an array of protective measures as a princess of the Imperial Court. Yet, the Sixth Heaven Saint before her managed to evoke a sense of vulnerability, a fact that held a degree of astonishment.

Indeed, Su Changsheng had ascended to the Sixth Heaven Saint level. During the past few months, he had not been idle, utilizing the resources selectively chosen from the family’s generous offerings. Resources like the Enlightenment Pill and Sacred Spirit Pill triggered an unprecedented surge in his cultivation by two realms.

Furthermore, aided by the Enlightenment Pill, Su Changsheng successfully embarked on cultivating the Wan Jie Battle Technique, a gift from Gu Qingge. This led to a remarkable increase in his combat prowess. Even without tapping into the Nine Tribulations Scripture, Su Changsheng confidently assessed his ability to eliminate a Ninth Heaven Saint.

With the Nine Tribulations Scripture’s augmentation, his Saint-level potency bordered on invincibility. Even a Saint King would stand his ground against Su Changsheng, and at the very least, he could retreat unscathed.

This assurance furnished him with the confidence to engage the Ninth Princess directly. Even if victory eluded him, he could always abandon the Su family’s foundations and escape with its members.