Protect Our Chief

Chapter 1032 - 62: Acquiring the Marvelous Treasure! The Great Emperor Almost Dies of Fury

Rag rag rag... your whole damn family is an automatic rag!This lady was just in a bad mood, okay? I only like to tidy up the place a bit, do some housework to blow off steam and kill the loneliness, that’s all!

Rag— no, the black cloth was thoroughly pissed off.

Even though the goal had been achieved, she still couldn’t help cursing Eunuch Yao bloody murder in her heart. Next time there’s a chance, she definitely has to let that old thing have a taste of this lady’s power.

"Well..." Wang Anye shook his head and insisted, "Your Majesty said that aside from Divine Power Spirit Treasures, I can only pick one thing. Since I chose this piece of black cloth, I have no reason to pick anything else."

Does he have to be this straight-laced?

Wu Xue Ning, Old Yao, and even that black cloth all felt Wang Anye was way too stiff and honest.

"This kid is way too honest. I was giving it away for free anyway... ptoo ptoo ptoo, I mean, it was all free, what’s wrong with taking one more piece of trash? He doesn’t have even a tiny bit of the cunni— ahem, style that Legion Commander Wang had back in the day." The black cloth muttered in her heart and secretly decided that once they got out, she had to find a way to properly train this brat Wang Anye.

So honest—he’ll get eaten alive out there in the future.

"Well... since Young Master An Ye insists, then we’ll just take the rag... the black cloth." Old Yao sighed inwardly and shook his head.

"Many thanks for accommodating me, Eunuch Yao."

Wang Anye politely bowed to Eunuch Yao, then picked up that tattered black cloth, folded it again, and only then left the Divine Weapon Hall together with Old Yao and Wu Xue Ning.

Once they left, and even their shadows had completely disappeared outside the Divine Weapon Hall...

The silent depths of the Divine Weapon Hall suddenly became lively.

"That germaphobic pervert rag... finally gone?"

This was the voice of the Divine Power Spirit Treasure Chang Sheng.

"Probably..." The Spirit Shield Safety let out something like a long sigh of relief, even his voice relaxed a lot. "From today on, we finally don’t have to suffer that suppression and humiliation anymore. No more getting wiped dozens of times in a night."

"Hmph!" The War Axe Xingtian sneered coldly. "I just didn’t want to stoop to a woman’s level, or else, you think I’d be scared of her?"

"Awoo awoo~~" The Blank Artifact Spirit Divine Power Treasure Sword let out baby-like wails.

"All of you shut up!"

At this moment, the Snow-cutting Saber suddenly moved, and an icy, frosty voice rang out in the inner hall: "That one is gone. From now on, in this room, I’m the boss."

"Zhan Xue, don’t get too cocky!"

"Chang Sheng, if you’re not convinced, come try me."

"Zhan Xue, Chang Sheng, can you two stop being so childish? In terms of slaughter on the battlefield, which of you is my match?"

"Xingtian, stop fronting!"

"Big bros, big sis, harmony is precious, safety first." Safety’s weary voice sounded.

"Awoo awoo~~~" The baby-like crying grew louder.

Then, the innermost part of the Divine Weapon Hall became thoroughly boisterous. None of them could break the tiny, targeted Restrictions, so they couldn’t actually brawl, but at the very least, they all knew how to trash-talk.

Even though Qianqiu was gone, Qianqiu’s experience and techniques were permanently preserved.

All sorts of tricky, venomous trash-talk flew back and forth, rowdy as hell. A lot of the content the author doesn’t even dare write out, for fear that the great River Crab God would come knocking.

This whole commotion was naturally completely inaudible to the three who had already left the Divine Weapon Hall.

...

Only half an Hour later.

Zhuozheng Pavilion in the Imperial Palace.

After finishing their exam, Wang Lilong and Wang Yingxuan had gone to eat another round; feeling a bit overstuffed, they were then arranged by the Eunuch Inner Guard to go rest.

At this moment, there were only a few people inside Zhuozheng Pavilion.

"Tsk tsk." After listening to all the reports, Emperor Longchang slanted his eyes and gave Wang Anye a strange look. "You only took that automatic rag? Didn’t take a bit more? If this gets out, won’t it make me look like I’ve got no class at all? People who don’t know the situation will think I deliberately palmed off a piece of garbage on a little kid."

"Your Majesty, we agreed I could only take one non–Divine Power Spirit Treasure. How would An Ye dare be greedy and insatiable?" Wang Anye said calmly and unhurriedly.

"Good, good, a man of his word, a little Gentleman." Emperor Longchang laughed heartily and gave Wang Anye an appreciative look. "It’s just that, although that rag can clean by itself, it still wrongs you in the end... I’ve decided to reward you with—"

Unexpectedly, before Emperor Longchang could finish, he was interrupted.

"Rag rag rag, your whole damn family is a rag!" At this point, that black cloth finally couldn’t hold back anymore. It flew out on its own and cursed at Emperor Longchang, "You early-stage Void Realm little brat, open your eyes and look carefully—where exactly do I look like a rag?"

With her scolding, the black cloth unfurled with a "whoosh," floating in the air like a battle standard, snapping and fluttering.

Line after line of profound golden patterns appeared along the cloth’s edges with her curses, and in an instant they had traced out a ring of mysterious golden trim.

In the very center, a broken ancient seal-script character "Seven" rose like a fish breaking the surface, slowly emerging bit by bit.

In that instant, a terrifyingly powerful aura erupted forth.

Under such a dreadful presence, all the holes on its body became utterly insignificant—because at this moment, no one cared about those holes anymore.

Seeing everyone’s shocked expressions, the black cloth was a little smug. She snorted and laughed. "Remember this, you little brat—this lady is the Seventh Legion Banner of the Southeastern Army of the Divine Martial Dynasty! In the army, they call me—Seventh Sister~~~!"

"A Divine Martial Army Legion Banner!?"

In a flash, Emperor Longchang’s expression changed dramatically.

How was this possible?

A堂堂 Divine Martial Army Legion Banner should be the very picture of dignity and pride. How could it have been willing to be used as a rag for so long? And even hide its identity the whole time?

However, given the situation before his eyes, he had no room left to doubt. If it weren’t a Divine Martial Army Legion Banner, how could it have such terrifying might?

You had to know, back in the Divine Martial Dynasty, Legion Banners weren’t just simple flags, but extremely important instruments of war on the battlefield, with all sorts of mystical uses.

Owning even one would be a huge boost to the combat power of the Daqian Army.

A wave of regret surged up in Emperor Longchang’s mind.

This thing was far too important to the Daqian Kingdom.

He hurriedly put on a stern face. "An Ye, you little brat, you’ve gone too far~" Even though he felt guilty inside, he had no choice but to do this.

"Why does Your Majesty say so?" Wang Anye was slightly puzzled.

"We agreed you wouldn’t take any Divine Power Spirit Treasures. You can’t just break the deal." Emperor Longchang’s words said one thing, but inside he was secretly delighted.

Oh, An Ye, you brat, you really are my lucky star—actually managing to dig a Legion Banner out of the Treasure Vault.

But An Ye, don’t blame me for being shameless this once.

The Artifact Spirit of this Legion Banner is obviously a crafty, black-bellied type—waters too deep; I’m afraid you’ll suffer and won’t be able to handle her. Later, I’ll definitely make it up to you properly.

As for Seventh Sister of the Legion Banner, she should obediently come back to my side and become the Legion Banner of the Daqian Army. I’ll definitely treat her well.

"Eh, you shameless little brat, you’re actually planning to go back on your word and fatten yourself on it?" Seventh Sister of the Legion Banner was stunned by his shamelessness. With her age and experience, she called every creature a little brat.

"Ai~ Seventh Sister, it’s not like I have a choice~ An Ye here broke the rules first..." Emperor Longchang sighed, displaying a face as thick as a city wall. "I agreed with him on two points: one, no Divine Power Spirit Treasures; two, only one item! I’ve always kept my word and followed through. But he violated the first condition—I can’t help it either."

"Divine Power Spirit Treasure? When did this lady ever say I was a Divine Power Spirit Treasure?"

Seventh Sister let out a disdainful sneer.

As she spoke, she gave her body a "whoosh-whoosh" shake. The black banner fluttered, and her hoarse, tsundere voice rang out again: "Even though I’m missing a flagpole, and my body has already suffered damage in many places, so I can’t compare to my peak state, I’m definitely not some trashy Divine Power Spirit Treasure. If you calculate it properly, right now this lady should at least count as a..."

"Half a Dao Artifact!"

"What? D-Dao Artifact?!" Emperor Longchang’s vision went black; he almost dropped dead on the spot.

For a time, a tidal wave of regret drowned his heart.

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