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The second prince's face flushed red. The Emperor's words had undoubtedly declared his incompetence, and with James' help, he had actually 'taken away his military authority. How could the crown prince not hate him, how could he tolerate this? Just as he was about to stand out and scold James and admonish his father, someone beside him lightly tugged on his sleeve. When he turned around, he saw the sinister look on the Left Premier's face and he slowly shook his head. The Second Prince stared blankly for a moment and pondered. Finally, he reluctantly gave up.

In the main hall, the chancellor's voice could be heard, "This subject thanks Your Majesty for his grace, and will do everything in my power to find the real culprit." Klein VII gave a noncommittal "En" and the voice came again, "By the way, all the officers of the Public Security Bureau are at least nobles. Your title is a little low, so why don't you raise it another level?

The scene was in an uproar again! Even the lowest level of nobility was a hundred times more noble than a businessman with a trillion yuan worth of wealth. Many people would struggle and struggle their entire lives just for the sake of proof that a noble could inherit the family inheritance, and for this Lord James to rise two levels consecutively within a short year, this was something that was unique in the history of the Empire.

This time, someone finally could not hold it in. However, the person who had jumped out was the chancellor of the exchequer. He had been forced out by the First Prince's gaze, and he was extremely depressed in his heart, "This old man will keep my mouth shut. You want me to be the first one to take the lead, what good ending can there be? Furthermore, a few days ago, His Majesty scolded me. He might anger the emperor this time and he might even dismiss me immediately. Forget it, this shitty official is scared out of his wits. It would be better to just leave! "

The Minister of Finance, Gail, jumped out and shouted, "Your Majesty, this official has something to say! "Sir James, he …" His eyes were full of emotions, including disgust, killing intent, and even a few traces of ridicule. Gale's heart turned cold, based on his many years of experience as a companion, he clearly felt that if he were to finish his words, this supreme being would not hesitate to kill him! Gale swallowed his saliva and a bright smile appeared on his face. "This official means that since Sir James has been promoted to the position of marquis, his viscount residence is rather small. Why not build it with the financial resources of the treasury?" The change in wind direction was so fast and his acting was so excellent, it could be said to be a good example.

His Majesty Klein revealed a faint smile. "Oh? Didn't you say the day before yesterday that the treasury was empty and that you couldn't take out a single cent of the surplus? "Why are you so generous today?" Gale did not dare to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead. He could only bite the bullet and said, "This subject carefully checked the account book of the treasury yesterday and found out that it was not too bad. I can still afford to spend hundreds of thousands of gold coins to repair it."

In the past few years, Gail had been in control of the treasury, and he and the crown prince were in cahoots. In order for the eldest prince to nurture his own power, he had to spend money, so the two of them had secretly dispatched a large amount of funds from the treasury to buy their trusted aides, and in the past few years, the treasury had lost at least several tens of millions of gold coins. The day before yesterday, the king had suddenly risen and asked about the treasury's balance.

His Majesty stared at Gail with interest. "Oh? In that case, Gale's beloved lady is really a lucky star for me. However, after checking old debts, I am able to get some money. Alright, right, my palace is also a bit run-down, and I was just thinking of repairing it, so I might as well start work with Count James' Count's estate. As for the funds required, come to my palace tomorrow and I'll show them to you. "Alright, I'm tired. Let's disperse!" Without waiting for Gale's reply, he stood up, glanced at the Crown Prince, and left with a smile.

This time, even the Crown Prince's legs were a little weak. The treasury was empty and the amount of money needed to repair the palace was at least 10 million gold coins, so he absolutely could not take it out. It seemed that he could only take out his own money and fill up the hole. Gale froze for a moment, then reacted and chased after her.

Right now, everyone could tell that this Count Roland was definitely from the Emperor's faction. As long as His Majesty did not fall, he would be able to rise to the top, and taking control of the city guards would only be the first step. Moreover, they heard that he had quite a bit of prestige in the northern army. James replied politely and with a smile. He neither remained indifferent to this nor did he deliberately treat the other passionately. He made people feel like he was bathed in spring wind, treating them as though they were vile and lowly.

At this moment, the Second Prince stepped forward, forcing out a sentence from between his teeth, "Congratulations, Duke Roland!" He had a fake smile on his face, as if he had lost his mother. When the Minister saw that the Crown Prince had arrived, he quickly scattered and no one dared to eavesdrop on his conversation. James returned the noble salute, smiled and said, "Thank you, Your Highness. This is all due to His Majesty's trust. This subject will naturally do his best." The Second Prince grunted angrily: "However, there are many thugs in the city's defense army, so they are not easy to deal with. Sir Roland, you should prepare yourself!" James replied with the same double entendre, "Even the most stubborn of bastards can be completely obedient. There's no need for the Crown Prince to bother about this." The Second Prince was even more infuriated that he had met such an opponent. He did not want to lose his temper and snorted as he left.

The Left Premier walked over with a beaming smile and patted James' shoulder. He smiled and said, "Young man, your future is limitless. Work hard!" The corners of James' lips curled up, "Of course, we still need to rely on the support of Lord Left Premier." Zuo Xiang Ha smiled and left slowly. James looked at his back, deep in thought.

Naturally, Werther did not know about what had happened in the imperial capital. He was currently in the viscount residence, so he shouldn't be called the Count's residence. In the Count's chamber, Werther sat cross-legged, concentrating his mind to sense the sea of consciousness in his Zifu Niwan Palace. In his sea of consciousness, it was still dim and hazy, and a huge Dao character composed of the Supreme Purity Scripture of Lou Cheng's Dao was still constantly changing, sometimes transforming into an innate gossip, sometimes transforming into a statue of an absolute moral immortal, stepping on heaven and earth, while the purple-gold Eight Trigrams Furnace was floating below the Dao character without any movement.

Ever since the last time Werther had almost been devoured by the spiritual consciousness of a God, this Eight Trigrams Furnace automatically appeared to protect its master, sealing that God inside. No matter how Werther tried, it was still half dead. Besides, he already believed it. This Eight Trigrams Furnace might really be Old Lord Taishang's personal treasure, after all, he had even seen a deity in his previous life, and had experienced transmigration in this life. What else could he not believe?

Right now, Werther's priority was to make use of his endless memories regarding cultivation experience, to perfect his own cultivation technique as soon as possible, and to become stronger as soon as possible. After all, he had to be able to use that saint artifact created by Carton at least a year later. Within his sea of consciousness, a Dharma Idol that was made up of the best cultivation methods of both the Taoists and the Devil Dao was glowing. This Dharma Idol was impressively similar to Werther himself, but compared to the Supreme Dao Sovereign's Dharma Idol from the Supreme Purity Scripture, the details were completely different. It represented two different cultivation methods, and each had an extremely deep understanding of the Great Dao. The meridians in the body flickered continuously, and rays of black and white light shuttled back and forth, imitating the operation of various channels of true energy. If the Sword Saints of this world were to see such a miraculous scene, they would go crazy on the spot.

The meridian circulation simulated by the Dharma Idol was thousands of times more profound than any Sword Saint's dou qi channel or dou qi daoyin technique. However, this was not to say that the strong in this world could not do the job, it was just that Werther's vision had only reached the Sword Saint level. He had not studied the Sword God, or even the Spirit, and what he had learned represented the greatest achievements of his previous life: the Great Way of the Unparalleled Jindan and the Great Way of the Unparalleled Devil.

The black and white light respectively corresponded to the demonic qi cultivated by the Devil Dao and the Zhen Qi cultivated by the Daoist magics. The two types of Zhen Qi constantly collided and merged with each other, sometimes dispersing, sometimes combining, and then circulating all of the 720 acupuncture points in his body once through. The eight extraordinary meridians and the twelve serious meridians also passed through one after another, finally returning to his Dantian's acupuncture points. "After a month of hard work, I have finally deduced the first two layers of the Nine Revolving Indestructible Golden Body to perfection. There are no more mistakes." The Nine Revolutions Imperishable Golden Body technique that he created had a special meaning. It emphasized dual cultivation of Tao techniques and dual cultivation with life and death, using the primordial spirit to experience the great dao, and the body to reach the sacred level. In terms of might, it was stronger than any of the techniques in his previous life, but the difficulty of practicing it was still comparable to ascending to the heavens.

The first layer of the Nine Revolutions Indestructible Golden Body was called the Body Realm. It was similar to the realm that common martial artists pursued, requiring one to first strengthen their body and enter the Nascent Realm of Fetal Breath. Only by cultivating to the peak would one be able to use the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth for themselves. To interact independently with Heaven and Earth, borrowing the power of the Great Dao, one would naturally be invincible.

From a Daoist's point of view, only by strengthening one's body could one have the ability to deal with all sorts of dangers, and only then would one have an even longer lifespan to pursue a higher realm. As for strengthening the body, the first step was to open up all the meridians in the body, using true energy to nourish the skin, flesh, tendons, membranes, organs, and a strong body. One's life and one's life were all part of each other's plans, one couldn't be missing even a single one.

After that, he needed to open the rest of the meridians one by one within a year. As for opening them, he would then start to pour the zhenqi into each of the 720 acupuncture points in each meridian, making them reach the next realm, allowing them to move away from the body, and achieve the body of a Worldly Immortal. The so-called Worldly Immortal, was when one's zhenqi circulated through one's body for hundreds of times. If he wanted to strive for a positive outcome, there was no way that he would not have the legacy of an immortal.