C20 Long Live His Majesty

Hearing Cai Jing's words, everyone was shocked. This ancient treasured sword had actually descended from the sky.

"Could this be an acknowledgement of the new emperor?" The officials thought.

"It can't be this kid's trick, right?" The nine royal uncles were suspicious, they scanned over Zhu Houzhao, but didn't find anything wrong.

It was because they knew that this little emperor had just ascended the throne. He was definitely going to raise their prestige. That was why they were suspecting him.

"Are you for real?" At this time, Zhua Qi's voice rang out. It was obvious that he didn't believe it.

"The report to King Han is absolutely true." Cai Jing was slightly displeased with Zhu Que's questioning of him and said with a cold voice.

"Do you have any proof?" Zhu Che asked in the same disdainful tone.

"King Han, look at the runes on this sword. Do you know how old it is?" Hearing Cai Jing's words, Zhua Qi and the others surrounded him and carefully sized him up.

Judging from the texture and texture, it must have been at least several thousand years ago. In addition, they saw pictures of the sun, moon, stars, and mountain forests, which were the special characteristics of the Xuan-Yuan Sword.

When they finished reading, they all shut their mouths.

"Who took it for us!" Zhu Houzhao said to everyone with a smile.

"Your Majesty, this subject is willing." He Xing walked out and said smilingly while rolling up his sleeves, trying his best to pull out his sword, but Xuan Yuan didn't move at all.

He Heshen shook his head, reluctantly gave up and stepped aside.

"Give it a try, Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, I'll give it a try!"

"..."

In a matter of moments, a few generals had walked out, but Xuanyuan sword had not moved at all.

"Daughters, is there any way?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

"Your Majesty, I believe this Xuanyuan sword can only be drawn by someone who has great strength. Why don't you choose someone who has great strength and give it a try?" Yang Jian spoke out his thoughts at this moment.

"Alright, do you have any candidates?" Zhu Houzhao looked at the servant and asked.

"Your Majesty, the commander of the imperial guards, Gao Lian, is quite powerful. Let him try." At this time, Gao Han walked out, cupped his hands, and said, "According to my thinking, if anyone took out the Xuan-Yuan Sword, His Majesty would definitely look at them in a different light, and thus think of Gao Lian."

After getting Zhu Houzhao's permission, Gao Lian excitedly walked over to the Xuanyuan sword. He channeled his second rate of inner force into his hands, and with a loud shout, the sword remained untouched.

The generals were then recommended one by one, but they all ended up in failure.

"Xue Rengui, go and have a try." Seeing that no military general had arrived, Zhu Houzhao said to Xue Rengui.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Xue Rengui was extremely courteous. After bowing, he walked up and stomped hard on the ground. The earth trembled and Xue Rengui seemed to have rooted himself onto the stairs.

Green inner force flashed around his body, and even the weaker Wen Chen felt the waves of pressure. Xue Rengui took a deep breath and gripped the Xuan-Yuan Sword tightly in his hands.

"Rise!" With a loud shout, Xue Rengui used all his strength without holding anything back. The first level of the Houtian realm strength caused cracks to appear on the stairs, spreading out like a spider web.

"Crack crack!" Under Xue Rengui's unremitting efforts, the Xuanyuan Sword was slowly pulled out, and bit by bit, it moved outwards.

"It's out! It's out!" The officials shouted excitedly.

"Pfft!" However, Xue Rengui's face suddenly flushed red after pulling out a distance of one inch. He then spat out a mouthful of blood. Clearly, he had failed.

"Xue Qianhu, you don't have to force this matter. Go and recuperate!" Zhu Houzhao said with a pained expression on his face when he saw Xue Rengui vomiting blood.

"This subject is fine, thank you Your Majesty." Even so, Xue Rengui was powerless to try again. He retreated to the side and adjusted his body.

"Your majesty, this subject's subordinate, the Qian Family's Wen Yu, is extremely powerful. He can give it a try." Gao Lian said at this time.

"Yes!" Zhu Houzhao nodded.

"We pay our respects to Your Majesty!"

As Zhu Houzhao's voice fell, a loud voice sounded out, it was filled with confidence, as a tall and well-proportioned general holding a Phoenix Wing Golden Trident walked over confidently.

Name: Yuwen Chengdu, from the Sui and Tang world, current surname: Wen, first name, word Chengdu.

Strength: Level one precelestial

Loyalty: 100%

"..."

"So you're my Heavenly Treasure General!" When Zhu Houzhao saw the message, he was extremely excited. The second best man of Sui and Tang Dynasty, Yu Wen Cheng, the Heavenly Treasure General, had entered the center of his forces.

"Esteemed scholar, please excuse me." Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath and said calmly.

Boom boom!

Yuwen Cheng arrived in front of Xuan-Yuan Sword and ruthlessly lowered his horse stance. Then, almost in the same motion as Xue Rengui, he began to wield his treasured sword.

The sword was being pulled out bit by bit. The officials' eyes were filled with anticipation. No one shouted loudly, as they did not want to affect Yuwen Cheng.

However, Yuwen Chengdu also failed in the end, although he was an inch more powerful than Xue Rengui.

"Sigh!" The officials were extremely regretful.

"Your Majesty, although the strength of the generals is extraordinary, their bloodlines are not noble after all. This treasure sword can only be used by those with noble bloodlines." Tong saw that no one was talking, so he walked out and said.

"That's right!"

"The Xuan-Yuan Sword has always been a product of the Emperor's bloodline!"

"..."

Even the nine great royal uncles were overjoyed when they heard his words. If any of them were able to pull out the Xuanyuan sword, that would mean they had obtained the recognition of the treasured sword, and would also mean they had obtained the approval of the heavens.

Thinking of this, the nine royal uncles were extremely excited. If he were to pull out the sword and advertise it, countless civil officials would come to throw their money. Why would he need to worry about such a great cause?

"The nine royal uncles want to give it a try?" Zhu Houzhao looked at the excited smiles on the nine men's faces and said sarcastically.

"Don't worry. Even if Royal Uncle gets it, he will give it to you. After all, are you the Emperor?" Zhu Zheng laughed, and after he finished, regardless of how Zhu Houtian reacted, he went straight to the Xuanyuan sword's side. He was at the third level of the Postnatal realm and was much stronger than Xue Ren Gui and Yuwen Cheng, so he began to compete with Xuanyuan sword in excitement.

Although it was slowly being pulled out by three inches by Zhu Zheng, he was already unable to continue any longer and could only give up. When he gave up, the Xuan-Yuan Sword had once again completely re-entered the stage.

Zhu Zheng had failed.

Zhu Xiu, Zhu Che, Zhu Qu, and so on all ended in failure.

"Don't you want to try, Uncle Huang?" Seeing that Zhu Yuan did not move, Zhu Houzhao asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty, your subject doesn't want to try anymore!" Zhu Yuan immediately gave up on this chance, it was unknown if it was to hide his strength or to sincerely give up, but Zhu Houzhao did not care, but looked at Zhu Chi and ignored him.

"I give up too!" Zhu Houguo was even more straightforward, but Zhu Houzhao knew that he was hiding his true strength.

"In that case, I shall give it a try!" Seeing that the Nine Emperor Uncle did not succeed, Zhu Houzhao said in a deep voice.

"For heaven's sake, if you acknowledge that I, Zhu Houzhao, am the true son of the dragon, then allow us to easily pull out the Xuan-Yuan Sword and lead the way towards prosperity!" Zhu Houzhao walked over to Xuanyuan sword and spoke loudly, his voice was like a bell, so loud that everyone in the entire plaza and even half of the palace could hear him.

"Shua!"

Zhu Houzhao extended his right hand and lightly pulled out the Xuanyuan sword, which flew into his hand.

"Long live the Great Ming!" Zhu Houzhao raised the Xuan-Yuan Sword high up and with the support of his inner force, he shouted loudly.

"Long live the Great Ming."

"Long live Your Majesty!"

"Long live the Great Ming."

"Long live Your Majesty!"

His voice pierced through the clouds, and at this moment, everyone was looking at Zhu Houzhao with reverence, with the exception of the nine royal uncles.

Zhu Houzhao picked up the Xuan-Yuan Sword, that meant he was the real dragon!