Martial Soul: Be a Saint

As he was speaking, one of Huang Tidemark's trusted aides walked in quickly and whispered into his ear. His expression immediately changed as he stood up from his seat and rushed out, leaving the royal family's higher ups looking at each other in dismay.    

    

"What happened? Where did the Patriarch go?"    

    

"How would I know …"    

    

"Won't we know after watching it?"    

    

"Oh, you're right …"    

    

When all the Royal hierarchy in the Imperial Court saw Huang Taiji's actions, they went into an uproar and all of them started whispering to each other.    

    

"Little girl, you're finally back?" Emperor Taiji rushed outside, and when he saw the beggar-like Huang Meimei, he became excited.    

    

"Father …"    

    

After going through countless hardships, she finally saw the person she was looking for. Hot tears instantly welled up in her eyes as she quickly threw herself into the arms of the emperor.    

    

"Little girl, what happened? How did you become like this?" Emperor Taiji embraced her as his domineering aura transformed into endless tenderness.    

    

"Father, it was Wu Hao who killed all the experts in the imperial family and also arranged for someone to poison me secretly. My martial arts foundation has already been destroyed, so in order to return, I … "I …"    

    

As she spoke, tears gushed out of her eyes.    

    

Royal hierarchy, who had rushed out behind him, saw this scene and was infuriated.    

    

"How preposterous! A mere kid from the mortal world dares to be so arrogant!"    

    

Immediately, quite a few Royal hierarchy s shouted out in grief and indignation.    

    

"Father, Father …" You must avenge your grandson! "    

    

Hearing the angry roars from her surroundings, she hurriedly cried out in grievance to Huangtai Ji.    

    

"Alright, little girl, don't cry anymore. Don't worry, I will make sure that kid will live a life worse than death!" Emperor Taiji patted her back and comforted her.    

    

Half an hour later, in the royal chamber, Emperor Taiji continued to hold meetings with the royal family's upper echelons.    

    

This time, there was an extra member.    

    

She was the one who had redressed and changed into a new set of clothes, Huang Mei.    

    

Due to the appearance of Huang Meiniang, many of the upper echelons of the imperial household were provoked.    

    

The disciples of the clan who were originally afraid of Wu Hao all expressed their full power to suppress him.    

    

"Patriarch, you absolutely cannot let that brat get away scot-free. Even if you use a high price to issue a bounty order, you must take that brat's life. Otherwise, our Royal Family will not be able to stand on the feet of the Martial Cultivation World!"    

    

A young man arrogantly spoke to Emperor Taiji with a domineering tone.    

    

The moment the words left his mouth, it aroused the agreement of many people …    

    

"Yes, yes, yes. We must let the outside world know that our royal family is not someone to be trifled with. Otherwise, our royal family and even the Huangji Sect will become a joke in the eyes of others!"    

    

"Patriarch, in my opinion, with your strength, it's enough to make that kid suffer a fate worse than death. Just show him some of your abilities, and let him know that the Imperial Family isn't that easy to trample on!"    

    

There was a divergence of views.    

    

However, it was at this moment that a scholar-looking youth stood up from his seat.    

    

His gaze swept across the crowd and he suddenly uttered a shocking sentence.    

    

"Patriarch, Elders, and cultivation uncle, uncle …" Actually, all of you have overlooked a problem! " He said this to everyone.    

    

The moment he said this, everyone looked at him with incomparable shock.    

    

"Huang Xingtian, what problem have we overlooked?" Huang Taiji's gaze instantly fixed on him as he asked in a low voice.    

    

Huang Xingtian, direct descendant of the royal family.    

    

Normally, he didn't talk much. He was a low-key person who loved to read books. He had the demeanor of a scholar. However, the crowd didn't expect him to say such words at this time.