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Chapter 143: An Invitation Refused · Oct 15, 2026

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101 Chapter 101: Bai Zihan Vs Mo Yichen! 2026-10-15
102 Chapter 102: Heaven Chosen Last Stand! 2026-10-15
103 Chapter 103: A Heaven’s Chosen Falls 2026-10-15
104 Chapter 104: No Retribution? 2026-10-15
105 Chapter 105: Rewards For Killing a Heaven Chosen! 2026-10-15
106 Chapter 106: Sword Intent! 2026-10-15
107 Chapter 107: A Father’s Shock 2026-10-15
108 Chapter 108: Back to Heaven Sword Sect 2026-10-15
109 Chapter 109: Han Shenwu! 2026-10-15
110 Chapter 110: Han Shenwu’s Proposal 2026-10-15
111 Chapter 111: Shen Liang Escaped? 2026-10-15
112 Chapter 112: The Gathering of Titans 2026-10-15
113 Chapter 113: An Opportunity! 2026-10-15
114 Chapter 114: Preparation 2026-10-15
115 Chapter 115: Convincing the Unconvinced 2026-10-15
116 Chapter 116: Courage or Madness? 2026-10-15
117 Chapter 117: The Rise of the Scorned Heir 2026-10-15
118 Chapter 118: Here Comes Another One! 2026-10-15
119 Chapter 119: Power Of Nascent Soul Realm 2026-10-15
120 Chapter 120: The Son Who Surpassed Expectations 2026-10-15
121 Chapter 121: The Day of the Ancient Ruins Opening 2026-10-15
122 Chapter 122: Royal Family Enter’s! 2026-10-15
123 Chapter 123: No Righteousness Here! 2026-10-15
124 Chapter 124: Ancient Ruin Opens 2026-10-15
125 Chapter 125: Inside The Ancient Ruin 2026-10-15
126 Chapter 126: Only One Side Leaves 2026-10-15
127 Chapter 127: Conflicts in the Ancient Ruin 2026-10-15
128 Chapter 128: Mo Tianji’s Scheme! 2026-10-15
129 Chapter 129: Inheritance of an Immortal Emperor 2026-10-15
130 Chapter 130: The Trial Began! 2026-10-15
131 Chapter 131: Mo Tianji’s Worst Day Ever! 2026-10-15
132 Chapter 132: To The Next Trial! 2026-10-15
133 Chapter 133: The Second Trial! 2026-10-15
134 Chapter 134: Heaven-Grade in an Hour? 2026-10-15
135 Chapter 135: Freak Among Freaks 2026-10-15
136 Chapter 136: The Third Trial! 2026-10-15
137 Chapter 137: Let Them Feel Modern War 2026-10-15
138 Chapter 138: Ironmist 2026-10-15
139 Chapter 139: A Weapon for the People 2026-10-15
140 Chapter 140: The Flame Beyond the Walls 2026-10-15
141 Chapter 141: The First Shot! 2026-10-15
142 Chapter 142: The Scout’s Revelation 2026-10-15
143 Chapter 143: An Invitation Refused 2026-10-15
144 Chapter 144: The Vermilion Princess Arrives 2026-10-15
145 Chapter 145: Princess Feilian! 2026-10-15
146 Chapter 146: Leashing the Minister 2026-10-15
147 Chapter 147: Inside The Wall 2026-10-15
148 Chapter 148: A City on the Edge 2026-10-15
149 Chapter 149: Feeding the Fire 2026-10-15
150 Chapter 150: Demonic Beasts Invasion! 2026-10-15

Chapter 143: An Invitation Refused

”Your Highness!”

Minister Ren said, his tone sharp, with no pretense of respect.

”Surely you don’t truly believe the scout’s... fantasy? Weapons that can kill Demonic Beasts in a single strike? Civilians leading a defense? He must be hallucinating!”

A few of the other ministers nodded in agreement.

They didn’t want the Princess taking the scout’s words seriously and pulling another stunt like last time—talking about saving the Middle City.

Why waste valuable resources on saving commoners who are as good as dead?

Better to hold onto the resources until the Demonic Beasts got bored and moved on.

”I didn’t say I believed it,” she said honestly. ”But I do intend to find out whether it’s true or not.”

”Let’s just wait for the scout to bring back the leader of the shelter and the weapon. We’ll all know the truth then.”

***

Five hours later...

The sun was beginning to dip behind the Vermilion Palace’s towering spires when the twin doors to the Main Hall creaked open once more.

All eyes turned as the scout—still in the same bloodied, dirt-streaked armor—stepped in.

Alone.

Again.

No leader.

No weapon.

Just him.

The silence was immediate. Heavy and Suspicious.

The Princess, still seated at the head of the chamber, stood slowly, her crimson and gold robes rustling softly.

Her gaze sharpened.

”Where is he? The leader of the shelter?”

The scout halted in the center of the hall, lowering his head.

”Your Highness, he... he didn’t come with me.”

Whispers ignited instantly—furious, scornful, incredulous.

”He lied! There never was a weapon! Hell, I doubt there’s a group of survivors.”

”Of course! We should’ve known. He must have some kind of scheme in mind. Princess, we must capture and interrogate him.”

”Why did we even entertain this farce? Wasting our precious time on this man?”

...

Minister Ren slammed his palm against the marble railing in front of his seat.

”You insult us all by returning empty-handed! Do you take the Vermilion Court for fools?!”

”Answer carefully,” Minister Duan added coldly. ”Because without evidence, your testimony holds no weight—and spreading false hope in wartime is a crime punishable by execution.”

The scout clenched his fists, trembling slightly—but when he spoke, his voice was clear.

”I told the truth!”

The scout replied quickly.

”Then where is this so-called leader? Where is the weapon that supposedly kills Demonic Beasts in a single strike?”

Minister Ren snapped.

The scout looked up, jaw tight.

”H-He refused to come.”

The Princess narrowed her eyes in surprise.

”Did you tell him it was my request?”

”Yes, Your Highness!”

The scout nodded, clearly uneasy.

”I told him that the Princess of the Vermilion Throne wished to speak with him personally.”

The room went dead silent.

”And he said,” the scout continued, ”that even if it was the Princess herself... if she wanted something from him—then it’s only right that she should come to him.”

Gasps. Outrage. A stunned silence that swiftly exploded into chaos.

”Insolence!”

”How dare he?!”

”This so-called leader is nothing more than a disrespectful savage!”

”A civilian dares command the presence of royalty?!”

...

Of course, while yelling those things, many were laughing inwardly—seeing just how far the Princess’s status had fallen.

”Then perhaps we need to send an invitation from our side.”

Minister Ren said, thinking that the leader of the shelter might be pro-minister and would accept his summons instead.

”Sorry, but the Captain—the leader of the shelter—said that no matter who it is, if they wished to speak with him, they had to go to him themselves.”

The scout said bluntly.

The scout also might have considered the possibility that he hated the Royal Family like many others and asked him on behalf of the minister instead but that too got rejected with the same condition.

If they want to talk to him, then they should be the ones going to him—not the other way around.

Minister Duan rose from his seat, trembling with real fury now.

”Your Highness, we should send a detachment immediately! Arrest this man for treasonous defiance!”

Others were in agreement. Since when did tolerate such arrogant behaviour from commoners?

But the Princess raised a hand, and once more, the hall fell still.

”He didn’t give you one of the weapons either?”

The scout shook his head.

”No, Your Highness. I asked to bring one back, but he declined. Said they had a limited supply—and couldn’t afford to part with a single one.”

A few ministers scoffed.

”Paranoid delusions!”

The Princess’s expression was unreadable. Her hands were tightly clenched within her sleeves—but her voice remained calm.

”And what else did he say? Did he have any demands? Any interest in coming to the Inner City?”

She was thinking—maybe this man wanted a deal. A bribe. Protection. Some selfish trade to save himself and enrich himself.

It would be greedy, yes—but could she really blame him?

She had been protected within the palace walls, powerless to save the Middle or Outer City.

She wasn’t in position to blame anyone but herself.

The scout shook his head.

”He didn’t seem interested in any of that. In fact... I don’t think he’s even afraid of the Demonic Beasts. He mocked us—said that incompetent people couldn’t even protect a city from such weak creatures.”

Another burst of outrage.

Ministers shouted over each other, demanding retribution, dismissing the scout as a liar, the leader as a traitor.

Calls for military action echoed across the hall.

But the Princess simply closed her eyes for a moment.

Then opened them.

”Enough!”

She said softly, and her voice cut through the uproar like a blade.

The ministers stopped.

(Could the leader of the shelter really be so arrogant while facing disaster? Are their weapons so powerful that he doesn’t even worry about the Demonic Beast roaming around?)

The Princess thought.

She could already tell: the person leading the survivors in the Middle City was extremely arrogant. Bold beyond reason.

But... if he had achieved what the scout claimed... perhaps he deserved to be arrogant?

”So,” she said quietly, ”he’s willing to meet me... if I go to him?”

”It seems so, Your Highness!”

”Mmm... And do you think we can trust this man?”

”Yes, Your Majesty!”

The scout answered firmly.

”He is trusted by every survivor. He helped them all—whether they were injured, useful, or not.”

The scout still couldn’t believe the man had disregarded the Princess’s authority so casually—told her to come to him.

He had tried to persuade him with everything he could think of—promises, promotions, wealth—but the man was unmoved.

Still, he had tested the weapon.

Personally saw how powerful it was.

He knew the Princess and the upper management had to witness the power of this thing they called a ”gun.”

If they did, maybe... just maybe... they could protect their city without needing to rely on anyone.

”...Okay then!”

The Princess finally said, voice steady.

”I have made my decision. I will go and meet with the leader of the survivors. Those who want to accompany me may come.”

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