Chapter 15 has begun (second update, seeking recommendation votes)

  Meow.

  Zhou Jian walked out of the training room and hadn't even had time to adjust to his surroundings yet.

  Suddenly a cat meowed loudly, and a small white cat with a snowy body appeared in front of Zhou Jian.

  "Brother." A soft cry followed, and Zhou Jian smiled as he looked up in the direction of the sound.

  All I saw was Zhou Meng walking cautiously towards me from the front.

  Zhou Jian knew that the commotion in the training room just now might have scared his sister.

  Zhou Jian hastily walked over and comforted Zhou Meng. Then, the brother and sister went together towards the bedroom.

  Before long, the brother and sister arrived in front of the bedroom, pushed open the door, and a refreshing fragrance wafted into their nostrils.

  Zhou Jian took a deep breath and walked in with his sister. After entering the bedroom, Zhou Meng was dazed beside Xiao Bai, while Zhou Jian knelt down beside his sister, lost in thought.

  The prince's enthronement should be getting closer and closer, it's just a matter of these few days, I don't know how the Zhao family will make their move.

  Even if he gained power, Zhou Jian knew it would be hard to change the current situation. Only the Zhao family's strength was truly trustworthy.

  The day of taking a chance is just around the corner.

  Can't wait anymore.

  Zhou Jian's heart was filled with excitement.

  …………

  In the Wind Continent, Zhou Guo is a small country, but its territory stretches for thousands of miles, equally vast and unmatched. The capital city of Zhou has a permanent population of over a million people.

  At noon, the sun shines brightly.

  On the ground, the city walls of Zhoudu are high and majestic, emitting a magnificent atmosphere.

  The outer wall is green in color, made of special stone materials, and carved with a defensive formation. This formation not only plays an extremely effective role in war.

  It can also make cultivators with a cultivation base below the Golden Elixir stage fly in mid-air.

  "Whoosh." A sonic boom sounded, and three flashes of light streaked by, as the three Elders of the Sect arrived.

  Before long, the bell rang.

  "Dong, dong, dong."

  It rang nine times, which was the highest courtesy to welcome distinguished guests.

  Outside the South Palace Gate, various guards stood in formation on both sides. Amidst this formation, the royal carriage of the Great Zhou King slowly emerged.

  After a while, Wang's carriage stopped, and Zhou Zheng got off the carriage, wearing a crown on his head and a formal dress.

  A moment later, three figures descended from the sky and landed in front of Zhou Jian. They were three cultivators.

  One of them was slender and elegant in appearance, dressed in plain white clothes, with a very ethereal air, this is the elder Zhao Ganxuan of Qingfeng Sect.

  Another person was handsome in appearance, wearing a black outfit, looking somewhat sinister, but it was the Wind Crazy, an elder of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

  The last one was tall and fat, with a kind face, who was Wang Hai, the elder of the Beast Tamer Sect.

  Three people can fly through the void within Zhou Du, all of whom are at the Golden Elixir stage.

  "Zhou Zheng is the King of Zhou, supreme in the country, but at this moment he has no choice but to step forward and pay his respects, saying: 'Zhou Zheng pays his respects to the three elders.'"

  Even self-proclaimed Zhou Zheng.

  "King Zhou has shown great courtesy." Zhao Gan and Wang Hai both raised their hands in a very polite gesture of respect.

  The wind was fierce, but it didn't give Zhou Zheng any face. He said impatiently, "When did the prince's enthronement ceremony start?" Then he added, "You emperors' affairs are really troublesome, wasting my old self's time."

  Zhou Zhen heard the words and a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes, thinking that if you are willing to let go and allow the country to develop, I would be happy too. But now it's clear that you are afraid of the country becoming powerful and threatening your sect, so you refuse to let go, even intervening in the prince's enthronement ceremony.

  His heart was heavy, but Zhou Zheng's face had to force a smile and say: "In just three days, I've delayed Feng Lao's time, please forgive me, Hai Han."

  "Uh-huh."

  Feng Kuang nodded slightly upon hearing this, his expression easing somewhat.

  Then, Zhou Zheng spoke with his heart and said a few words to the three elders, and then invited the three elders to enter the palace together to rest.

  All arrangements were top-notch, and there was no difference with what Zhou Zheng himself enjoyed.

  With the three senior officials entering the palace, the king's prince also entered a substantive stage.

  In just three days, it will be clear who is the real Big Zhou Chu Jun.

  When the nine loud and clear bell sounds echoed through heaven and earth, whether inside or outside the palace, all the dignitaries of Zhou, civil and military officials, imperial concubines, princes, and princesses were all stirred up.

  One by one, they become more and more anxious to form alliances, each pulling in whoever they can to bolster their own strength.

  The second prince Zhou Feng, the third prince Zhou Chong, and the fourth prince Zhou Fei, who are all qualified to compete for the throne, are also making their moves.

  Bound to get the position of Prince Wang.

  Qingshui Palace, the outer door of the practice room was tightly closed, and the interior was dimly lit. Zhou Jian sat on the ground with his eyes closed, his abdomen slightly heaving as he inhaled and exhaled spiritual energy.

  When the bell rang, Zhou Jian opened his eyes.

  "My mother once told me that when the nine-toned bell tolls, something big will happen. It seems that the enthronement of the crown prince is imminent."

  Zhou Jian stood under the sky, carefully listening to the constantly reverberating bell sound, his emotions began to surge.

  Three days pass in the blink of an eye.

  This day, the sky was just slightly brightening.

  However, the whole week had already begun to stir. The Grand Minister Deng Kuang, the General of the Cavalry Gan Xing, the Marquis Chongtian, the Minister of Works Ming Yuan, the General of the Garrison Zhao Wen, and the descendants of various families, as well as civil and military officials, successively set out from their respective mansions and arrived at the palace gate.

  Inside the palace, Deng Guifei, Guanfei and Mingfei's bedrooms, various princes and princesses also dressed up in magnificent attire under the service of maids.

  Zhou Jian and Zhou Meng were also siblings.

  Qing Shui Palace, inside the sleeping palace, countless palace maids were busy dressing up for Zhou Jian.

  Zhou Jian stood naked, his arms spread wide, allowing the palace maids to dress him. Soon, a prince's attire was put on Zhou Jian's body, and a purple ancient crown was placed on his head.

  At this moment, Zhou Jian truly looked like a crown prince, his attire radiant on him, setting off the unmatched majesty emanating from him.

  "It's been over a decade, what a long-awaited feeling." Zhou Jian sneered in his heart.

  Just as Zhou Jian's clothes were properly dressed, an older palace maid came to his side, tiptoed and breathed out a mouthful of orchid air towards him.

  "Your Highness, please don't forget what the Second Prince said."

  This palace maid is sweet in appearance, but at this moment her voice is low and cold beyond measure.

  Zhou Jianwen sneered and said lightly: "I know."

  The palace maid just reminded Zhou Jian and left after seeing his response. Immediately, Zhou Jian walked out.

  As soon as Zhou Jian walked out, he was immediately struck by a bright light, and saw his sister Zhou Meng standing in front of him.

  Zhou Meng was originally lovely, today she wore a dress made of silk, with a golden hairpin on her head, extremely beautiful, but the poor little thing, for the first time being served by so many people to get dressed.

  Not having seen Zhou Jian, her eyes were slightly red, and she was somewhat flustered and at a loss, so she could only tightly hold onto the little white cat in her arms to comfort herself.

  "It's okay." Zhou Jian slightly pained, smiled and came to Zhou Meng's side, touched Zhou Meng's head, and said softly.

  "Mm." Hearing her brother's voice and smelling his scent made Zhou Meng's body and mind relax, and she no longer held onto Xiao Bai so tightly, slightly loosening her grip. She obediently nodded her head.

  "Your Highness, the grand hall is solemn and unmatched, please ask the princess to put down the little white cat for now." At this time, the older palace maid reminded Zhou Jian.

  Zhou Meng felt a chill run down her spine as soon as she heard the words, shrinking her neck and tightening her grip on Xiao Bai.

  The little white cat was also very spiritual, with a pair of cat eyes wide open, staring fixedly at the palace maid who was speaking.