"This is a serious matter, why don't you report it to the Holy Academy?" Fang Yun asked.
The Ninth Han Jun looked at Yan Ningxiao.
"We have no evidence, this is just my guess." Yan Ningxiao sighed lightly.
"The speculation of a great scholar can almost be considered half evidence." Fang Yun said.
Yan Ningxiao shook his head and said, "After all, my realm is too low. If I can become a Wen Zong and gather the destiny, the Holy Academy will definitely believe it. But my strength has always remained at the level of a newly promoted great scholar, so the Yan family elders did not dare to act rashly. They only wrote about it in daily documents and did not emphasize reporting it. The Holy Academy has not responded yet."
"What is the possibility of this happening?" Fang Yun asked.
Yan Ningxiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Thirty percent."
Fang Yun didn't say anything else. If Yan Ningxiao said it was 50%, he would definitely choose to believe this old scholar, but since he only said 30%, there was nothing he could do.
The Ninth Cold Lord said, "Although the Holy Academy cannot take action on this matter, the head of the family has great trust in Ning Xiao and thinks that it is very likely that he should find a very strong university scholar to participate in the birth and death of the ancient land and win the position of Cold Lord for the human race. The original candidate was not you, but later it was discovered that this person must be you. By the way, I heard that you have a mist butterfly?"
"Yeah." Fang Yun agreed casually, but then felt strange why Dijiu Hanjun suddenly brought up this matter, and then stared at Dijiu Hanjun's eyes.
Yan Ningxiao and the five grand secretaries were all surprised and looked at the Ninth Lord Han in astonishment.
"May I have a look at it, please?" asked the Ninth Lord of Cold.
"Mist Butterfly is sleeping, so please don't disturb it." Fang Yun politely refused. If the other party could tell him the reason for wanting to see the Mist Butterfly, then he could take out the Mist Butterfly. Otherwise, what was the Mist Butterfly
"I'm sorry for being rude." The Ninth Lord of Cold bowed slightly, then turned around and walked slowly towards the throne.
The Yan family's grand secretaries did not show any surprise on their faces, while Yan Ningshan looked at Fang Yun with an apologetic expression.
Fang Yun smiled indifferently, indicating that he didn't care.
"I am a little tired. I have closed the palace for the past few days and have not seen anyone." The Ninth Lord of Cold said as he walked.
Yan Ningxiao said: "Your Majesty, I am new here and do not have your Hanjun aura. This is a bit inconvenient. I hope you can give me your Hanjun aura."
"Take out the official seal." The Ninth Han Jun continued to walk up without looking back.
Fang Yun took out the official seal of Prince Ji. Without seeing any movement from the Ninth Lord of Cold, a wisp of cold air appeared out of nowhere and attached itself to the seal, making it a little brighter than usual.
Fang Yun immediately felt that there was a power in Han Jun's aura that could spy on him, because the Yan family had already said so, and Fang Yun had been prepared, and he casually put it into an empty Hanhu shell, and did not put it into the Swallowing Sea Shell with other items.
"It seems that Saint Fang Xu doesn't trust me." Han Jun sat back on the throne and looked at Fang Yun expressionlessly. His face was pale and his eyes were dark, which made him look a little angry.
"I am just not used to it. Please don't misunderstand, Mr. Han." Fang Yun changed his self-proclaimed name without hesitation.
Several great scholars of the Yan family looked at Fang Yun with a slight smile, and seemed to appreciate Fang Yun's action.
"Go away!" After saying this, Lord Dijiu lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was sleeping or lost in thought.
Fang Yun and the other six people left the palace.
After walking out of the palace gate, the two university scholars breathed a sigh of relief.
Yan Ningxiao sighed softly, "Once, two great scholars from semi-saint families entered the Shihan Ancient Land. Their tone was not disrespectful, but not respectful enough, so they were executed by Han Jun according to the law. So we all have to be careful. In this Han City, Han Jun is invincible."
Fang Yun didn't say anything. This was Yan Ningxiao reminding him not to be impulsive.
"This place is not far from the holy temple." Fang Yun said.
"If Lord Han goes all out, the Holy Temple may be sealed off." Yan Ningxiao said.
Fang Yun didn't expect Han Jun to be so powerful.
Yan Ningxiao said: "You should know the use of Han Jun's aura. From now on, your status is equal to mine, second only to Han Jun. You can go to many places and issue orders, but you cannot mobilize the Ninth Army."
"Yeah, I know all this." Fang Yun said.
"There are still some things that we can talk about while we walk. Next to the palace is our Yan family's garden, and we have cleared out the best place for you to live. There is a well in your yard. The water in the well is sweet and contains a lot of heaven and earth energy, but it is very cold and cannot be boiled."
"Water that can't be boiled?" Fang Yun was curious.
"Yes, as long as it is in the Shihan Ancient Land, the water in the well will always remain cold, and no matter how hot the fire is, it cannot heat it. However, once the well water leaves the Shihan Ancient Land, it returns to normal. This well is very magical, so the courtyard is called 'Jingzhai'."
The two were talking as they walked. Just as they arrived at the gate of Yan's garden, before they could even enter, they heard a strange voice shouting.
"Moon Emperor, help me!"
"Your Majesty the Moon Emperor, help me!"
Fang Yun looked in the direction of the voice and saw two Wolf Demon Marquis and two Bull Barbarian Marquis suddenly kneeling on the ground and kowtowing to Fang Yun.
Almost as soon as he heard their shouting, Fang Yun realized that these were members of the Star Demon Barbarian delegation coming to the Ninth Cold City.
Yan Ningxiao's expression changed slightly, and he scolded: "Fang Xusheng just arrived in Hancheng, he needs to rest for a few days, how can I allow you to disturb him! Leave this place immediately, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Many members of the Yan family walked quickly towards the four star monsters.
No member of the Yan family wanted Fang Yun to go to the Seventh Cold City of Xing Yaoman and put himself in danger. Even Yan Ningxiao, who was usually good-tempered, lost his temper, which shows the seriousness of the situation.
"Your Majesty the Moon Emperor, please listen to what we say before you drive us away!" the wolf demon shouted.
The Yan family became even more angry, but they couldn't really drive Fang Yun away in front of him, so they could only watch Fang Yun helplessly.
Fang Yun frowned and said, "Although I am the Moon Emperor and have received help from the Moon God, I do not owe you Star Demon Barbarians anything. Let me be frank. If it is a simple task, I will naturally help you. But if it puts me in danger, I cannot do it. Not only do I not want to go, but also because the human race needs me right now!"
The four star monsters were all stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Then, the wolf demon slowly stood up, shook off the broken snow on his body, looked at Fang Yun, and said helplessly: "Your Majesty the Moon Emperor, the Seventh Cold City is in danger. Although it may put you in danger, I still ask for your help. I don't ask you to defeat the Blood Demon Barbarians, nor do I ask you to save all the Star Demon Barbarians, I only ask you to save the bloodline of the Cold Lord."
Fang Yun looked at Yan Ningxiao.
Yan Ningxiao explained: "The seventh cold king who died in the ancient land was a bull barbarian king. They want to protect the descendants of the bull barbarian king. After the ancient land began to die, the cold king's crown flew back to the Ice Emperor Palace, and all the cold kings lost their power. The blood demon barbarians came to the city, and they wanted to take action at that moment."
"Niu Man..." Fang Yun's thoughts were in a mess.
.(To be continued)