You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 451 - 221: Are You Teaching Me to Rebel? (Part 3)
Even the strange smells of various human and animal waste were overpowered by the rich fragrance of flowers.
Along the way, you could see girls dressed in skirts, holding flower baskets, paving the long street with petals.
A troop of female knights riding white lions galloped forward like wind-chasing lightning. They wore magnificent silver-white armor, long swords strapped to their waists, red crests on their helmets, and their gazes were sharp.
The leading female knight had gold edges inlaid on her armor, and her waist was adorned with a jade belt decorated with pearls and gemstones, indicating her noble lineage. Her features were tender, yet her aura was extraordinarily fierce.
"Greetings to Queen Chan!"
"We greet Her Highness Queen Chan!"
All the knights dismounted and knelt on one knee, greeting Lian Hongyin with resounding vigor.
"Haha, rise, all of you."
Lian Hongyin had now stepped into the Martial God Realm, sealing her status as queen with her martial prowess, even though no official coronation had been held. In everyone’s eyes, she was undoubtedly a ruler.
After all, in Kunlun Grotto Heaven, martial strength was revered above all, and titles and ranks were but hollow names. As long as your strength reached the level, the title of king naturally fell upon you.
Lian Hongyin stepped forward and patted the shoulder of the leading female knight, "Wanwan, you’ve grown up; when I left the Royal Capital, you were only this tall."
She laughed and gestured to her waist as she spoke.
Dao Muwan, having advanced to Martial Saint, was renowned in the Royal Capital, yet at this moment, she still displayed a shy, youthful demeanor: "Your Highness left the Royal Capital over thirty years ago. Back then, I was still a little girl, and now, I am already a mother."
They were old acquaintances, and back in the day, Lian Hongyin had even taught Dao Muwan martial arts.
Now, with thirty years having passed, everything was different.
Subsequently, Lian Hongyin moved into the mansion she previously resided in, and although she had been away for years, the entire mansion was well-maintained, everything remaining as it was thirty years ago.
However, many of the servants in the mansion had aged significantly, especially the butler, who was extremely old, his face full of wrinkles, appearing as if he had one foot in the grave.
"Things remain, but people have changed."
Lian Hongyin felt a pang of sadness.
A Martial Saint has a long lifespan, seemingly existing outside the flow of time.
But the common people of the Rakshasa Race have lifespans similar to humans, and due to their hard lives, it’s rare for those at the bottom to live past forty, with their lives as fleeting and fragile as candle flames.
For instance, the current old butler was someone Lian Hongyin watched grow from childhood to his current state of nearing the end of his life.
Dao Muwan, bustling about, was surprised to see the usually pristine Lian Hongyin bringing two men along to live in Queen Chan’s Mansion: "Your Highness, who are these two?"
"They are my retinue. Arrange two guest rooms for them in the mansion."
"Yes."
Dao Muwan couldn’t help but wonder: ’Could it be that Her Highness has opened her heart and started to see the benefits of men?’
Lian Hongyin, a super single of over four hundred years, had long been the focus of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom’s nobility, with countless seeking an alliance through marriage with the royal family.
However, in the martial-respected Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, Lian Hongyin, who had achieved Martial Saint Cultivation, always had the right to say "no." She remained devoted to the Martial Dao, unmarried.
Now ascending to the Immortal God Realm and crowned Queen Chan, both in power and status, she once again became the coveted prize in the eyes of those with ambitions.
The nobility of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom now yearned even more to intermarry with Lian Hongyin.
This was a Martial God!
Dao Muwan’s visit to personally greet Lian Hongyin was to test the waters for her family.
But after seeing Ye Qingzhou and Huang Liwen, she grew worried, fearing that her family’s sons wouldn’t attract Lian Hongyin’s favor.
No helping it — they were too ugly!
The men of the Rakshasa Race, other qualities aside, each was uglier than the next.
In such a comparison, as long as Lian Hongyin wasn’t blind, she would know whom to choose.
Unless Lian Hongyin wished to inherit the Monarch’s position, she might slightly compromise and marry into a prestigious family like the Daoo Family.
In the following days, Queen Chan’s Mansion was bustling with guests, with countless nobles and officials from the Royal Capital visiting, hoping to leave a good impression on this newly-appointed Martial God.
Even a Martial God with boundless energy felt exhausted, and after the guests departed, she summoned Ye Qingzhou to her side: "Do you think my ’United Strength’ can manifest through them?"
There are three Dragon Veins: Heaven, Earth, and Human.
Among them, Human Vein represents human connection and requires United Strength. Without such unity, one cannot bear the Celestial Destiny that the Celestial Vein represents.
In comparison, the Earth Vein was easier to handle, and Lian Hongyin had secretly sent people to search for it, expecting news soon.
Ye Qingzhou pondered for a moment and then shook his head, "Nobles only speak of interests. They can be supportive, but not the foundation. To become Monarch, you must have your own forces. Alternatively, you could become strong enough to sweep across the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom with martial power, subduing all dissent."
"What do you think I should do?"
Lian Hongyin didn’t particularly trust Ye Qingzhou, but having confirmed his status as an outsider with no roots in the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, she could, in turn, trust him.
Ye Qingzhou did not intend to personally intervene, but giving advice to Lian Hongyin as a client was fine, so he offered a suggestion with a smile: "Nobles are like Pixiu, an insatiable pack of wolves. But the common folk are different — after thousands of years of accumulated malpractices in the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom, the people yearn for the arrival of a Savior. They are your strongest foundation."
"Are you teaching me to rebel?"
Lian Hongyin’s elegant eyebrows lifted, her phoenix eyes exuding intense pressure.
However, Ye Qingzhou stood tall, unmoved: "Your Highness, running water does not rot, and a door hinge never decays. The Rakshasa Woman Kingdom has cut off internal flow for thousands of years; it is time for change. Moreover, this change benefits you the most. You are a Martial God of the Ten Layers of Heaven. If you wield a Divine Weapon, you possess the combat strength of the Eleventh Heaven. With such power within, are you truly afraid of backlash?"
