Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 154: The Location to Converse with the Sacred Teacher, The Young Man Draws the Future with his Primordial Spirit (1)

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In three steps, he crossed from the Imperial City to the city tower of Lin’an Prefecture. The majestic aura and surging killing intent shattered every drop of spring rain that fell from the thick clouds.

Qin Lishi was dressed in a red official robe. With his hands behind his back, he hung above the city tower of Lin’an Prefecture and stopped An Le, who was stepping on Ink Pool Sword, and Li You’an, who was crossing the sky.

For Qin Lishi to be able to sit in the position of the current Prime Minister, he was naturally not a weak scholar. He also had extraordinary cultivation. In this world where only cultivation was high, if he was an official in the Great Zhao Imperial Court, he could not be a high-ranking official without cultivation.

Even if he entered the Scholar Rankings on List B, the highest achievement in his life might be at the eighth or ninth-grade. If he wanted to become a seventh-grade official, even if it was an idle seventh-grade official position, it would be difficult to sit steadily without cultivation.

Therefore, since Qin Lishi could become the Prime Minister, he was naturally not a mortal who could not cultivate.

When Qin Lishi came from the Imperial City in three steps and blocked the way, the auras of the experts from all over Lin’an Prefecture also fluctuated at this moment.

Primordial Spirit power swept over one after another, wanting to investigate the situation.

Although Prime Minister Qin had an extremely high position in Lin’an

Prefecture, he only represented a faction in Lin’an Prefecture. Some Dukes, Upper Pillar Generals, and other factions actually had power not inferior to Qin Lishi, and most of them stood on their own sides.

For example, neutral families like the Lin, Ye, and Zhong families were relatively rare. Most of them would choose the princes they trusted and thought highly of.

Now that Great Zhao had moved south for 500 years and the lifespan limit of the person sitting high in the Heavenly Profound Palace was approaching, this meant that the change in imperial power was imminent. At this moment, it was inevitable that they would choose their positions.

If they made the right choice, their family could continue to prosper for hundreds of years. If they made the wrong choice, they could only decline sadly.

This was the norm in the imperial court. Every high-ranking official was a bargaining chip for the prince to obtain imperial power.

Prime Minister Qin was on the Eldest Prince’s side. Therefore, some of the experts under the prince who were competing with the Eldest Prince would release their Primordial Spirits to investigate and consider the situation.

The spring rain was dense, and the dusk clouds were low.

An Le stood on the Ink Pool Sword and looked at Prime Minister Qin, who had crossed three steps and blocked his path. A solemn expression appeared on his face.

His white clothes fluttered, and the Green Mountain at his waist trembled slightly. An Le raised his palm and covered the Green Mountain.

This was the first time An Le had seen Prime Minister Qin Lishi. He was a thin old man, and the sorrow on his body intertwined and spread. The torrential killing intent caused the spring rain to burst.

Prime Minister Qin’s Spirit Refinement cultivation was definitely extremely strong. An Le felt a huge pressure like a lofty mountain rolling down. He was definitely a high-level Spirit Refinement expert.

Before this mental power pressure could approach An Le, it was blocked by a wisp of starlight-like sword qi and could no longer approach An Le.

“Prime Minister Qin, you’re a Spirit Refinement expert after all. You’re really shameless to bully a little fellow who has just condensed his Primordial Spirit.” Li You’an said calmly.

“General You’an, this person killed my beloved son. How can I be nice to him? Do I have to flatter him? As the Prime Minister of the dynasty, I shouldn’t be so lowly, right?” Qin Lishi glanced at Li You’an with a cold gaze.

Qin Lishi had never been so angry. Back then, when his eldest son died, although he was sad and angry, he could still restrain himself. However, he took revenge on the Lin Residence in all ways after that.

But this time, Qin Qianqiu’s death… was like a sharp knife to his heart. It was so painful that he wanted to die. He felt as if his soul was being torn apart.

He had invested more emotions in Qin Qianqiu than his eldest son.

“General You’an, I won’t stop you if you want to leave, but this lad has to stay.

He killed my son, so he has to offer his life to appease my anger, right?”

Prime Minister Qin said. With his status, it was obvious that he was really filled with killing intent to say such shameless words.

In fact, Qin Lishi was also very angry. He had long reminded Qin Qianqiu that

An Le was no longer a small figure with no background. He had Zhao Huangting behind him. Just Zhao Huangting, the Old Imperial Uncle, was enough to be troublesome.

This was a peerless powerhouse who was about to reach the end of his lifespan and did not have much time lett to begin with. His actions were even more wanton and domineering. If he provoked An Le and Zhao Huangting now, he would only attract trouble.

He had to endure and wait. When Zhao Huangting died and Li You’an left Lin’an and returned to the Blue Wave River, An Le would have lost his greatest backing. With the power of Prime Minister Qin’s Residence, he could naturally be easily bullied.

However… Qin Qianqiu couldn’t hold it in and actually provoked An Le again.

This caused An Le’s stubborn killing intent to burst out and kill him in the Lake

Gazing Building.

In Lin’an Prefecture, auras rose into the sky one after another.

Zhao Huangting held a bamboo staff, and Madam Hua’s Heart Sword sword intent spread out. Fourth Master Lin carried a bleeding firewood saber and looked into the distance.

There was also the leader of the Martial Temple, Di Cang, who held the Zhao Ancestor’s Dragon Slaying Saber. His aura was terrifying.

Prime Minister Qin’s eyes became even colder. It turned out that such a huge force had unknowingly condensed behind the ordinary young man.

An Le stepped on the Ink Pool Sword. The breeze on his body fluttered, and his mental power spread as he rode his sword in the air.

He looked at the imposing Prime Minister Qin and thought for a moment.

“Prime Minister Qin, have you read my answer to the last question about the North Expedition?”

“Prime Minister Qin clearly doesn’t agree with my point of view. You think that it’s really not easy for Great Zhao to be as prosperous as it is today, so we have to endure it. We have to endure the repeated violations of the Yuan Meng

Empire and the trampling and wreaking havoc in the Central Plains.”

An Le’s white clothes fluttered in the spring breeze, making him look like an immortal..