I Have Awakened The Deduction System

141 Chapter 141

In the Imperial Study.

Zhou Shimin and the ministers discussed the situation of the deployment.

"A spy reported that four half-step saint cultivators from Shaolin and Wudang Sects have arrived outside the capital!" Zhou Shimin said with some worry in his eyes.

Hearing that four half-step saint cultivators had come, all the ministers' faces became solemn.

It was not an exaggeration to say that a half-step saint cultivator would have no problem fighting ten Xiantian ninth-stage experts.

Even if they did not break through that barrier, there was an insurmountable gap between them and Xiantian ninth-stage experts.

Every half-step saint cultivator had their own unique domain.

This was the difference between them and ninth-stage Xiantian experts.

If one did not comprehend the power of the domain, then one would not be able to break through to become a martial saint.

In the domain, a cultivator's strength would increase, and when others entered the domain, they would be suppressed.

Back then, the nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun was able to suppress the sect masters of the seven great sects because he was able to comprehend the domain.

It was clear how important it was to comprehend the domain.

"They have half-step saint cultivators, We have the nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun!" A minister said.

Although this sentence had some prestige, up until now, this legendary eunuch had not appeared, or the probability was very slim.

After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty was at it's moment of life and death.

If the nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun was really alive, how could he let the seven sects and the eight vassal kings be arrogant and despotic!

He would have long come out to deal with this group of little rascals.

The seven sects dared to summon four half-step saint cultivators. They were basically certain that the nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun was not alive, so they did things like this.

After they showed up, nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun still did not show up. Then, they could completely confirm that the great eunuch of the past had died.

The Imperial Court's biggest weakness was that there was no half-step saint cultivator protecting them.

Zhou Shimin actually knew very well that when he was poisoned to the point of death, the nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun did not show up to help.

He did not know if that mysterious expert would appear again to help the Imperial Court through the difficult times.

From his actions that day, it seemed that the mysterious expert did things as he pleased and did not care about the Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty.

As such, he could only rely on the will of heaven to help.

They still had not used their last resort, but if they failed, they would not be able to turn things around.

For the Great Zhou Dynasty, they had to do their best and die without regrets.

In the Alliance Army camp outside the city.

The eight vassal kings had gathered in the main camp and specially came to welcome the four half-step martial saints.

Facing such experts, the vassal kings did not dare to be arrogant. They spoke carefully, afraid of angering these experts.

Otherwise, if they were unhappy, they could instantly take the lives of the eight vassal kings.

Even with the protection of Xiantian ninth0stage experts, it was difficult to resist.

This was the power of half-step saint cultivators.

Unless they had the help of four experts of the same level.

However, the eight vassal kings wanted half-step saint cultivators behind them, so there was no need for them to cooperate with the seven sects.

In the entire world, there were only a few half-step saint cultivators.

Only the likes of Shaolin and Wudang Sects had such a deep foundation.

The few half-step saint cultivators were very arrogant and treated the vassal king as if they were an ordinary people.

They did not even put them in the eyes.

As half-step saint cultivators, they had lost interest in power, money, and beauty.

If it was not necessary, they would not appear in front of others. They were all cultivating in seclusion in their respective sects.

Breaking through to a saint cultivator was what they wanted in their lives.

Just as everyone was chatting happily, a powerful aura enveloped their location.

This caused everyone to be stunned.

It was not that they were frightened, but they felt that the other party had overestimated himself.

Four half-step saint cultivators were in charge, yet the Imperial Court still dared to send people over to attack the camp.

Could it be that the old man had eaten arsenic and felt that he had lived too long?

"Did Zhou Shimin's brain get poisoned, and now he still dares to send people?"

"I think he was scared silly, that's why he did such a funny thing."

The vassal kings and the seven sect leaders didn't care at all.

With four half-step saint cultivators around, who could stir up waves.

As the aura got closer and closer, the four half-step saint cultivators frowned.

Because the other party was very fast, in just a few breaths, he had already arrived outside the commander-in-chief's tent!

"Such fast speed. Could he be the nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun?" A half-step saint cultivator dressed in black said.

"It's not the nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun. It should be another powerhouse hidden in the Imperial Court. It seems that we have underestimated the Imperial Court!" Another monk dressed in green robes said.

There was no point in talking more. The four saint cultivators were prepared to go out and see the other party's strength.

The other party was also half-step saint cultivators, but they had four on their side.

Their conversation made the eight vassal kings feel a little shocked.

They had lived in the capital for many years and had never known about the half-step saint cultivator other than the nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun.

As the Great Zhou Prince, they definitely knew a lot of secrets. Now that a half-step saint cultivator had suddenly appeared, how could they not be surprised?

If they knew that there was another half-step saint cultivator, they would not rebel no matter what. Wouldn't it be better for them to obediently stay in their fiefdoms and enjoy the rest of their lives?

"I didn't expect Zhou Shiming to be so deeply hidden. There is such a person in the Imperial Court, but he hid the news!" The Sixth Prince wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Could it be that Father deliberately hid it? Only when you becomes the next Emperor can you know about such a secret?" The Ninth Prince was smarter and made a deduction.

"I'm not sure. It's possible that Zhou Shiming's life was saved by this half-step saint cultivator hidden by the Imperial Court!" The Second Prince was not in the mood to fiddle with the Buddhist beads.

If it were not for their side's cooperation with the seven major sects, this rebellion would have failed completely.

No one had expected Zhou Shiming to have such a trump card.

"What are you afraid of? We have four half-step saint cultivators on our side. Even if the Imperial Court does have them, so what?" The Seventh Prince stood out. His words were full of confidence in this war.

However, thinking about it, it made sense. Now that it was four against one, they had an absolute advantage. As long as nine thousand years old Wei Zhengchun did not appear, the Imperial Court would not be able to turn the tables!

"We have underestimated this brother. It is not because of luck that he can sit on the throne." The Ninth Prince shook his head and said.

"Among the nine brothers, Zhou Shiming is the most insidious. On the surface, he does not fight for it and was treading on thin ice every day. In reality, he is secretly plotting for the throne." The Sixth Prince was still brooding over the matter of Zhou Shiming sitting on the throne.

The other vassal kings shook their heads. The Sixth Prince was as stupid as a pig. He only knew how to eat, drink, and have fun all day long.

Even if the throne was not Zhou Shiming's, it will not be the Sixth Prince's.

The fight for the throne was based on one's own abilities.

Who would put their truest side in front of others? The eight vassal kings all had their own plans.

This was the royal family.

"Let's go out too. Let's see what tricks Zhou Shiming has up his sleeves!" The Second Prince did not want to chat with the stupid pig. When the capital was breached, the Sixth Prince would definitely die a terrible death.

Because he had no brains at all.

If he was willing to be a carefree prince, he could still live. If he wanted to fight for the throne, he would definitely be the first to die.