
Everyone who was in the room looked towards Emperor Xi and Jian Heng. The tense atmosphere had not passed.
Emperor Xi turned around with a standing position turned his back to Jian Heng. "Come with me!"
The middle-aged man who looked gallant in his great clothes walked away from the banquet hall. He walked towards the archery area.
There is no fear of facing an enemy of any strength. However, Jian Heng felt small before his father. He became helpless in front of his loved ones.
Concubine Tang and the others followed behind while keeping their distance. They wanted to see what punishment would be given to Jian Heng.
"Patience, Brother Tang. Rest assured everything will be fine. I'm pretty sure Your Majesty won't be as hard on our son." Empress Han tried to calm Consort Tang down.
"That's right. If noticed, there was no look of anger on the face of His Majesty the Emperor." Consort Liu added.
Concubine Tang held onto the hands of her two honey while nodding. The three of them tried to strengthen each other.
"Hao Xiang, I'm afraid father will give a heavy punishment to Jian Heng. Just now that we've gathered, it feels like I'm still reluctant to part with him."
"Right-natured brother. Especially if I haven't spoken to him yet. I haven't scolded him for missing a job as a prince." Hao Xiang agreed with Changyi.
Hu Chu looked at his two older brothers with incomprehensible gazes. He just watched and didn't want to think about it. According to him, adult affairs are very complicated.
Return to Emperor Xi and Jian Heng,
The father and son were standing in the middle of the training area. Emperor Xi was still with his flat expression and Jian Heng with his bare face.
Emperor Xi's hand moved forward and a sword appeared. In the darkness of the night the sword seemed to sparkle as it was highlighted by the light of the surrounding illumination.
Jian Heng's face instantly turned pale. He would not be able to fight sword arts with his father. In addition to his father's great abilities, it would be difficult to concentrate on him and his movements were limited by feelings.
Concubine Tang widened her eyes. His hand held onto his chest that was beating incoherently. The calm she originally felt evaporated and changed with anxiety.
As Consort Tang wanted to run over to Jian Heng, Consort Liu and Empress Han tried to calm her down. Changyi and Hao Xiang moved towards the queens.
"This is the Soul Penetrating Sword. You are not a child anymore, so I want to test your strength with this sword. Regarding the punishment I will give you after this," Emperor Xi said as he stared fixedly at Jian Heng.
Jian Heng's two hands fused together to salute his father, "I'm ready to accept punishment from you, Father."
Emperor Xi's heart was touched when his son called him 'father'. It had been a long time since he had heard those words spoken from Jian Heng's lips. The nature of both are equally harsh that both are formal to cover up the awkwardness between them.
Emperor Xi thrust the sword he was holding onto the ground. The sword was pressed down until it appeared to be the handle alone. Around the sword was surrounded by protective spells.
Concubine Tang breathed a sigh of relief. The bad shadow that flashed through his mind did not become real. Given what Jian Heng had experienced earlier, his worries were well-founded.
"The sword is protected by a spell. But you don't have to worry. The spell will open by itself if you have a high cultivation level and adequate companion energy."
Emperor Xi took a few steps back. With that sword he will know how strong his son is. He thought it was futile if he went on an adventure without getting anything. His two elder brothers had now reached the upper star divine realm. It was his great hope to see Jian Heng have the same level as them. Though, the current Jian Heng had far surpassed them.
The protective spells planted by Emperor Xi could only be unlocked by the cultivation level of the sacred realm. The level below it would not be able to pull out that sword. If Jian Heng's cultivation level was more than that then the spell would bind his energy and radiate energy light into the sky.
Jian Heng held his breath as he had stood before his ancestral sword. His face was a yellowish tinge of light from the spell that was under his feet. For a moment he concentrated then flowed the Qi in his right hand.
What Jian Heng did did did not escape the supervision of Emperor Xi. Although he felt a strong energy but was unable to read his levels. Everything will become clear after this.
Jian Heng's hand began to touch the sword hilt and held it firmly. It turned out that pulling out the sword was not as easy as he had imagined. He needed a great deal of energy to bring out that unmoving object.
'This spell is very strong. The Qi I put out was useless. Though this was already using the Qi of the sky realm of the upper star.' Jian Heng was sweating.
His residence was interpreted as a failure by Emperor Xi. The disappointment was clearly visible on his face. As a father, he felt like a failure.
Not wanting to see anything more miserable, Emperor Xi turned and stood his back to Jian Heng. He did not want to see his son struggling in failure.
'Actually I don't want to show you my strength. However, seeing the sad face of my heart father hurts. He must have felt like a useless man for failing to discipline me.' Jian Heng finally convinced himself.
Perhaps after this both her sisters would feel envious of her. But he doesn't care about that. He did not want the throne and chose to live freely. Until now she had no idea that Fang Yin was a person of her equal and thought that she was an ordinary girl.
Jian Heng increased the flow of Qi in his hands. The muscles of his hand stood out as he pulled the sword forcefully. His jaws clashed, a sign he was working hard to pull out the sword.
The sword slowly unsheathed and caused a tremor. The unleashed spell produced a wave of energy that affected the air around him.
Upon sensing that, Emperor Xi turned his head back to Jian Heng. She smiles.
After the sword was perfectly unsheathed, Jian Heng felt something was amiss. That sword aura seemed to suck the energy aura in his body. He did not know the meaning of the Soul-Powered Sword, whereupon the sword could break through his dantian and measure its strength.
'What's this? Why did this sword pull me up?' Jian Heng was unable to release his hand from the sword that carried him up.
His feet no longer touched the ground and his right hand pointed the sword skyward. His face looked confused but his body movements were locked.
At a height of about ten feet his body came to a halt. The light radiated from the sword and pierced through the darkness of the night. Not only did it illuminate its surroundings, the dazzling light was radiating into the sky.
This event invited admiration of the palace residents who saw it. After Emperor Xi, it was Jian Heng who made the sword shine again. People came and flocked to the place. They thought that the man carrying the sword was Prince Changyi.
Jian Heng did not know how long he would be there. He thought if this was the punishment from his father that he should live with.
"Dad, how much longer do I have to do this?"
Jian Heng's face was visibly pensive looking at his father with a pleading gaze.
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