Chapter 41 Chapter 41: The Royal Family of Dali is at odds with each other, but Meng Chen is the winner

Dali Palace, Offering Hall.

In order to welcome Meng Chen's arrival, the ancestor of the Dali royal family asked the imperial kitchen to prepare a variety of spiritual delicacies, as well as top-grade spiritual wine that was a thousand years old, to entertain this Yuanying Tianjun.

When all the dishes were served, the oldest royal monk, the great-uncle of the current Emperor of Dali and also the emperor of the previous generation, picked up a glass of spiritual wine and apologized to Meng Chen with a hint of apology in his voice.

"Your Majesty, I offer you a toast. It's not that the Dali royal family didn't take action on the matter of Qianyuan Mountain. We were simply powerless. I hope you won't blame us."

After saying that, he drank the wine in the cup to show his sincerity. The other three royal ancestors did the same. They all toasted Meng Chen and drank it up.

Meng Chen picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then put it down and said calmly:

"Don't worry, I am not an unreasonable person. As long as you don't target Qianyuan Mountain, I will not attack you."

Hearing this, the four royal ancestors all breathed a sigh of relief, secretly thankful that they had not taken advantage of Qian Yuanshan's misfortune.

After three rounds of drinking, a servant respectfully walked into the worship hall, knelt on the ground, and reported: "Grandpa, the emperor is here."

The royal ancestors all put down their wine glasses and frowned slightly. What was he doing here?
Seeing their strange expressions, Meng Chen also put down his wine glass. It seems that the relationship between the Emperor of Dali and the royal ancestor is not very harmonious.

After a while, a majestic young man in a red imperial robe walked into the hall. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, and the destiny of the dynasty materialized around him, forming a red dragon that lingered around him, appearing and disappearing, emitting a strong pressure, which was no weaker than that of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Your Majesty, why are you coming to my Gongfeng Hall instead of staying in your Zhongtian Hall?" Mu Changfeng questioned Emperor Dali in a cold voice.

The Dali Emperor glanced at the royal ancestors, then glanced at Meng Chen, and shouted, "You have brought people into the palace without my consent. You are so bold!"

Upon hearing this, Mu Changfeng was furious and rebuked, "Humph! As the ancestors of the royal family, it is not a problem for us to host a banquet in the palace. Do you really think that you can be rude to us just because you are the emperor of Dali? Believe it or not, we will kick you off the throne!"

Mu Hao's face turned cold. Did he really think that he could do whatever he wanted just because he was old? Just four fake infants dared to talk to him like that. They were courting death!
The next second, a powerful aura comparable to that of a mid-Nascent Soul stage erupted from the body of the Dali Emperor, sweeping through the Offering Hall, crushing the royal ancestors, and directly overturning the dishes on the table, causing the four royal ancestors to become furious.

Mu Changfeng waved his hand to block the soup and looked back at Meng Chen. Seeing that he was motionless, as steady as a rock and not affected at all, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he turned around and glared at Mu Hao, angrily saying: "Mu Hao, you are so bold, it seems that you really don't want to be the emperor!"

"Whether I can be the emperor or not is not up to you. You have defied my authority and brought outsiders into the palace without permission. Even if I suppress you, it is not too much!"

Mu Hao had a strong attitude and was not afraid of Mu Changfeng at all. He raised his hand to mobilize the destiny of Dali country, and with a flip of his hand, he suppressed Mu Changfeng and others forcefully, pressing them to the ground and unable to move.

Meng Chen also felt a sense of oppression coming towards him. He frowned slightly, and the power of the early Nascent Soul stage emanated from his body, offsetting the pressure brought by the destiny of Dali, and also taking advantage of Mu Changfeng and the others.

Feeling Meng Chen's powerful might, Mu Hao was shocked. He turned out to be a Nascent Soul expert. He felt a little tricky.

Although he is comparable to the middle stage of Nascent Soul with the blessing of national fortune, if a real fight breaks out, it may be okay in the short term, but it is hard to say if it lasts for a long time.

Mu Changfeng and the others got up from the ground, even more furious, and shouted, "Mu Hao, do you really think that I can do nothing to you? Don't forget that the imperial seal is still in my hands. Believe it or not, I will issue an edict immediately to kick you off the throne!"

The Dali Imperial Seal was refined by the founding emperor of the Dali Dynasty. It is a weapon of state and country that suppresses and carries the destiny of Dali. It can mobilize the destiny of Dali, bless itself, and suppress the enemy with the destiny of the country.

Only by controlling the imperial seal can one truly control the destiny of Dali.

But as soon as Mu Changfeng finished speaking, he widened his eyes and looked at Mu Hao in disbelief, looking at the red-gold imperial seal floating in his hand. "Old man, are you talking about this?"

Mu Hao held the imperial seal in his hand and looked at Mu Changfeng jokingly. If he didn't have the imperial seal in his hand, how would he dare to attack these four old guys?

I was originally planning to expose it after a while, but since this old guy is so aggressive, I'll give him a surprise in advance.

"When did you steal the imperial seal from me?!"

Mu Changfeng was shocked and questioned Mu Hao, asking why the imperial seal appeared in his hands when he clearly carried it with him.

Although Mu Hao is the emperor of Dali and has the dynasty's national destiny to protect him, without the blessing of national destiny, he is just a foundation-building cultivator.

Now that they have lost the imperial seal and cannot manipulate the country's destiny at will, they have no means to check and balance Mu Hao. What should they do?

Mu Hao sneered and said, "Do you think I will tell you? Now that the imperial seal is in my hands, you'd better be obedient, otherwise, I don't mind sending you to reincarnation."

Upon hearing this, Mu Changfeng and the others turned pale and blue in the face. They wanted to curse Mu Hao, but they did not dare to speak because the imperial seal was in his hands.

Mu Hao looked at Meng Chen, who was as steady as a rock, with a hint of fear in his eyes. He took back the imperial seal and continued:
"I came here just to tell you one thing. This palace is my bed, and no one else is allowed to sleep soundly. You brought outsiders into the palace without my permission, which is tantamount to treason. I see that you are old, so I will give you a chance. Drive this person out of the palace, and I will not care about this mistake."

Mu Changfeng and the other three looked at each other. They knew what Mu Hao wanted to do, so how could they do as he wished? So they decisively rejected him.

"Qing Xiao Tian Jun is my honored guest, how can you just chase him away? Besides, even if you hold the imperial seal, so what? As the ancestor of the royal family, I have also sat on the throne. I am more familiar with the use of the imperial seal than you are."

After saying that, Mu Changfeng made some hand gestures, trying to snatch the imperial seal from Mu Hao's hands. Mu Hao's face changed slightly, thinking that something was not good, and he also controlled the imperial seal to fight against Mu Changfeng.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Meng Chen, who had been watching the show, took action.

A flash of purple lightning flashed before their eyes, and the next moment, Mu Hao and Mu Changfeng felt that the imperial seal was out of their control. They were horrified and looked at Meng Chen.

The imperial seal lay quietly in his palm, enveloped by a divine consciousness that isolated them from their control over the imperial seal.

Mu Changfeng showed a look of joy, and hurriedly said: "Qingxiao Tianjun, please return the imperial seal to me. I will be grateful!"

"My Lord, if you return the imperial seal to me, I will make you the Prince of Dali and grant you millions of spiritual stones!"

Mu Hao also became anxious and offered Meng Chen a generous reward.

After all, if he didn't have the imperial seal in his hand and the blessing of national fortune, he would just be a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building and would definitely not be a match for Mu Changfeng and others.

Playing with the Dali Imperial Seal, Meng Chen suddenly had an idea. If he had the blessing of Dali's national destiny, what level of strength would he reach? The late Nascent Soul stage, or half a step into the God?
Seeing that Mu Changfeng and Mu Hao both wanted to get the imperial seal back, Meng Chen smiled and said, "I can't let go of this imperial seal and want to play with it for a few more days. Do you have any objections?"

As he spoke, the majestic power of the early Nascent Soul stage spread out, vast and overwhelming, covering the offering hall and overwhelming the Dali royal family.

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