Enter at the beginning to reach the semi-holy level and summon two great gods and demons

"If there's nothing else, Brother Fu, I'll head back to report," Chen Ming said, a little uneasy, glancing back at Afu, who was sitting comfortably in his chair.

He couldn't shake the feeling that the other man's presence here was not just for a simple meal with the First Prince.

"Haha, if Commander Chen hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten."

"I was just about to head to the palace, hoping to become the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards again. I wonder if Commander Chen would mind if I accompanied him to the palace to meet the Third Prince?" Afu chuckled, seemingly anticipating Chen Ming's thoughts.

"So that's what this is about," a hint of understanding flashed in Chen Ming's eyes.

"If it's for this matter, then Brother Fu should seek employment elsewhere."

"His Majesty has already appointed a Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards. Even if Brother Fu gains His Majesty's approval, I'm afraid you'll only end up as the Deputy Commander!"

Chen Ming's eyes flickered slightly, recalling the edict Lü Qianxing had tossed in front of him that morning, and he couldn't help but speak.

Without a doubt, the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards appointed by the Third Prince was definitely a Saint.

If Afu still wanted to hold the position of Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards as he had before, it was simply impossible.

"What!" The smile on Afu's face instantly froze.

His eyes narrowed, and a Semi-Saint aura swept through the entire room, causing everyone present to tremble with fear.

"Are you saying that the Third Prince has already appointed a Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards?" Afu took a deep breath and stared at Chen Ming.

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Chapter 21 The Ability to Create Semi-Saint Experts

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His brows furrowed into a chrysanthemum knot!

You should know, the reason he was so calm was precisely because he was certain he could become the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards under the Third Prince, Xuan Ming. That way, he could frequently approach the Third Prince and control the court, as instructed by the late Emperor.

He could also, as promised to the First Prince, have the Third Prince release all the captured princes, maintaining the situation until the late Emperor awakened.

Then his mission would be successfully completed.

And the late Emperor, who would have advanced to the Divine Demon realm, would elevate him to the Saint level.

But now...

Afu, who had everything planned out, was suddenly told that the position of Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards, the starting point of all his plans, had already been taken by someone else.

How could Afu still smile!

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"Is what you say true?"

Afu was a little disoriented, just like the First Prince earlier.

"Of course, it's true."

"If Brother Fu doesn't believe me, you can verify it yourself."

"I believe that with Brother Fu's abilities, verifying the truth of this matter won't be difficult!"

"Alright, I won't delay any longer. His Majesty's orders are paramount. If Brother Fu has time one day, I'll personally invite you for a gathering." Chen Ming didn't expect Afu to react so strongly to his casual remark.

He immediately took his leave, afraid that if he stayed any longer, Afu might suddenly change his mind and cause trouble!

Fortunately, Afu didn't stop them from leaving.

After Chen Ming and the others led the Imperial Guards away, Afu remained in place, a trace of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

The position of Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards wasn't one that could be appointed randomly.

If one didn't have the strength to hold that position, even if the Third Prince, Xuan Ming, personally intervened, his former brothers wouldn't approve.

This meant that the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards appointed by the Third Prince, Xuan Ming, was definitely a Semi-Saint.

But the Third Prince's subordinates barely had any Innate realm cultivators.

How could he appoint a Semi-Saint as the Grand Commander of the Imperial Guards?

Amidst his shock, Afu was also filled with a hint of doubt.

"Could it be that someone saw the Third Prince's rise to power and opportunistically joined him?" Afu stroked his chin, and the next moment, his figure slowly disappeared.

He felt that it was necessary to personally inspect the Imperial Guards.

After all, the late Emperor's plan couldn't be allowed to fail.

If unimportant people were allowed to approach the Third Prince, it might affect the late Emperor's ultimate plan.

When the late Emperor awakened and blamed them, no one could bear the consequences.

Moreover, the Third Prince's behavior was somewhat beyond his control.

He needed to bring everything back on track.

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Xuan Emperor Hall.

Xuan Ming sat upright on the dragon throne.

Streams of inexplicable energy gathered and flowed within the vast Xuan Emperor Hall.

Each stream of energy represented a mysterious artistic conception. If mortals were present and came into contact with any of these streams, their minds would instantly be drawn into a illusory world, falling into confusion.

Artistic conception, to some extent, is attributed to the soul level.

The Semi-Saint realm is also the first realm to step into cultivating the soul.

And the soul is extremely important.

If something goes wrong with an arm or a leg, it's just lost.

Pills of the Pill Dao can also achieve limb regeneration.

But the soul is different, it concerns a person's consciousness.

A slight carelessness can lead to cultivation deviation.

In the history of the Divine Xuan Dynasty, there were not a few Semi-Saints who went mad.

"In a while, the Innate Dao Body will be completely fused."

Xuan Ming leaned slightly on the dragon throne, his gaze fixed on the various streams of energy within the hall.

He could feel that these were the various rules and artistic conceptions wandering in the palace, including sword intent, saber intent, Dao intent, pill intent, and so on.

Because of the Innate Dao Body, it was as if heaven and earth had given him a key.

He could freely open the doors to various great Daos and comprehend the rules within.

As long as he wished, he could understand and comprehend all these artistic conceptions wandering in the palace. Not only that, but he could also control these streams of artistic conception and integrate them into the bodies of others.

In this way, as long as the person being integrated wasn't inherently dull, the speed at which they comprehended the embryonic form of artistic conception would be several times higher than that of people with the same talent.

This also meant that the appearance of the Innate Dao Body could allow Xuan Ming to mass-produce experts in the Semi-Saint realm!

With this method, Xuan Ming had the ability to elevate any Innate Perfection realm expert who submitted to him to the Semi-Saint realm.

Even when Xuan Ming's cultivation improved and he comprehended true artistic conception and laws, he could also extract these things from heaven and earth and bestow them upon his subordinate experts.

"The Imperial Guards in the palace have been passed down from generation to generation of old experts. They rarely come into contact with the outside world in the palace and have the highest loyalty to the emperors of each generation."

"They can be used for the initial experiments."

"After all, there are quite a few Imperial Guards who have reached the Innate Perfection realm."

"Moreover, the Semi-Saint realm is not a concern."

Xuan Ming's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at the streams of artistic conception wandering in this space, and he had a plan in his mind.

The next moment, he slowly extended his right hand and gently clenched it.

The energy in the entire Xuan Emperor Hall suddenly surged and gathered towards Xuan Ming's hand, eventually forming small, miniature energy clusters, exuding a hazy artistic conception aura, suspended above Xuan Ming's right hand.

"Someone, bring all the martial artists in the Imperial Guards who have reached the Innate Perfection realm here," Xuan Ming said softly.

With his current cultivation, his voice could spread throughout the entire palace.

As long as he wished, he naturally didn't need to worry about the guards not hearing him.

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Imperial Palace Dungeon.

At this moment, a large number of outsiders were being pressed into this place by the Imperial Guards.

Their cultivation was sealed, and they were confronted with some of the confessing assassins.

Some people argued red-faced, refusing to admit that they knew the assassin in front of them, while the assassins took out the words the other party had used when ordering them, gesticulating wildly. Extremely mixed voices echoed in each cell.