Longevity begins with refining blood essence

Chapter 65 Who is in favor and who is against (Please read)
"There's a fire in the father-in-law's house."

"Put out the fire quickly."

The neighbors around began to panic. Fang Chen came to the street, holding his chin and thinking.

"The dog emperor is dead. The next step for Daqian should be a fierce struggle for the throne. The court is like fire and water, with cliques and factions forming for personal gain. Who would have the leisure to take care of the dog officials below? No one cares about them, and they are lying on the people's hearts and sucking their blood. The people are going to suffer again. It's really fucking stupid!"

Fang Chen absolutely did not want to see this scene.

In his previous life, he was at the bottom of society. He worked nine to five to pay his mortgage. He suffered all year round and was afraid of even catching a cold. He lived worse than a dog.

When he traveled through time and space to this life, he almost became a victim of the bandits. Now that he has the ability, he wants to stand up for the working people.

There is no other reason. If he had not traveled through time, or if he had not obtained the ability to refine essence and blood, he also hoped that those who had the ability would contribute to society so that the lower classes could live a less tiring life.

If you are poor, you should take care of yourself; if you are rich, you should help the world.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, Fang Chen understood the general situation of the city. He stepped on the lightning and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

At the same time, inside the imperial palace, several elders were sitting in the Daqian Palace. The bright candlelight shone on everyone's face. Everyone's eyes flickered, and it was obvious that they had different thoughts.

"Luo'er failed in his attempt to become a Great Venerable and became possessed by the devil. Daqian has lost another peak Martial Saint, and the Great Venerable's dream has been shattered. From now on, I don't know how many years it will take to cultivate another genius like him."

"Without a great master, my Daqian Qin family would not be qualified to challenge the immortal gate. This is truly a disaster for my Qin family."

"But Daqian still needs to operate, and a new emperor needs to be elected. We old bones need to maintain our strength and continue to practice. We can only choose one from Luo'er's descendants. The princes have been in power for several years. Everyone, please tell me, who is suitable to succeed this emperor?"

"Then it should naturally be Crown Prince Chengde. He is the Crown Prince of Daqian and is the most suitable person to take over the throne. Is there anything to question?"

"Luo'er established Chengde back then only because of Chengde's mother who died of illness. It doesn't mean that Chengde is qualified to be the emperor. He has been stubborn and arrogant over the years, and is really not up to the task. I think that the tenth old man Chengyu is more suitable. His mother's family is a fairy sect. If he becomes the emperor, he will be able to contact the fairy sect in the future and help my Qin family."

"No, the mother clan is too powerful, which will directly lead him to make wrong judgments. The immortal sect has always coveted the fat piece of meat of Daqian. If Chengyu becomes the emperor, won't our Qin clan's hard-earned foundation be handed over to others in the future?"

"Do you think others don't know about your little tricks? You just want your faction's descendants to become emperor. It's time to engage in party disputes. Now is the time for Daqian to survive or die!"

"No one wants to suffer a loss. In this case, I think it would be better to support a puppet emperor to stabilize the court. It would be quite suitable to let the eighth son be the emperor. He is quite obedient."

Everyone was arguing fiercely, when suddenly a voice came silently.

"As a member of the royal family, they don't care about the world, but only care about their own interests. No wonder the people of Daqian are living in misery. The roots are really rotten from top to bottom."

This cold voice made everyone's face suddenly turn cold.

"Who is talking nonsense in the dark?"

Fang Chen put his hands behind his back and walked out of the darkness, looking at the few people with a gaze as cold as ice.

When several people saw Fang Chen, they were also shocked.

Having reached the level of Martial Saint, they naturally had better vision than ordinary people and immediately realized that they could not see through Fang Chen's cultivation.

So everyone judged at a glance that Fang Chen was also a powerful man at the level of Martial Saint!
"What a strange Martial Saint! When did Daqian have a figure like you?"

"A few days ago, I heard that someone in Chuzhou became a saint. Could it be you, sir?"

Fang Chen ignored them and walked straight into the hall. As soon as he thought about it, a chair slid in front of him.

He sat down slowly, glancing over everyone's faces.

"Since you are not sure who to let take over the throne, why don't I recommend someone to you?"

One of the royal elders laughed and said:
"Your Excellency is so humorous. Although you are also a strong man at the level of Martial Saint, my Daqian affairs do not need anyone else to interfere. We appreciate your kindness and will not bother you." Fang Chen still did not respond to his words, but just said to himself:
"I think the fourth prince Qin Chengkun can be the emperor. Who agrees and who disagrees?"

"I object!"

Another royal elder immediately slammed the table and stood up.

"Who the hell are you? Don't think you can act so arrogantly just because you have broken through the realm of Martial Saint. Don't you see where this place is? This is the Daqian Palace, the territory of my Daqian Qin family!

Even if the emperor is dead, our Daqian still has several of us Martial Saints to take care of it. It is not your turn to act so recklessly here.

You have been talking to yourself since you came in, and you don't take us seriously at all. Don't think that we dare not hit you just because you are a martial saint. If you don't apologize to me, we will join forces to make sure you can't leave this Qianqing Palace!"

"Are you done?"

Fang Chen glanced at him, and the other party was extremely angry and spoke again.

"Say"

However, before he could say a word, a sword beam shot out from between Fang Chen's eyebrows, instantly cutting off his neck and causing his head to roll to the center of the hall.

boom--!
The whole place was dead silent, everyone stared with eyes wide open, but couldn't utter a word.

Although he is their brother, he is also a powerful martial saint!

He was actually killed by a sword beam shot from the opponent's forehead! He didn't even have the chance to resist?

What kind of joke is this?
This is definitely not something a Martial Saint can do.

Before they could figure it out, a tremendous momentum suddenly swept over them, suppressing the Martial Saints to the point where they couldn't breathe.

Several Martial Saints were terrified. As Martial Saints, they felt as small as an ant at this moment.

Since entering the realm of Martial Saint, they have never felt such terrifying and heart-wrenching pressure.

Your Majesty!

This is a great master, 100% a powerful great master!
Only a great and powerful person could possess such terrifying aura and strength!
The minds of several royal elders were blank and they had no intention of resisting.

Although they didn't know how the Fourth Prince gained the favor of this great and powerful being, they knew in their hearts that the next emperor had been determined.

A great master doesn't need to say anything. As long as he wants, he can directly suppress the entire Daqian.

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