The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 981

Chapter 981: 753 Sage, Wheel of Destiny! [2nd update]

In all the time since the City of the World was established, no one has ever dared to disrespect Sara Victoria.

Seeing this scene, a glimmer of anticipation and hope appeared in Bier’s eyes.

It would be best if Ying Zijin offended Her Majesty the Empress and was then executed.

This is something Ying Zijin brought upon herself, and there’s no one else to blame.

If executed by a Sage, the Leaangle Family wouldn’t dare to utter a word of complaint.

In this way, she would have one less competitor for the head position.

After that, she could find a way to eliminate Xiluo.

Bier’s gaze followed the knight’s leg, her heart almost leaping out of her chest.

Yet, this kick didn’t even touch the girl’s clothes.

The next second, it was as if a great force came through the air, crushing onto the knight’s leg.

"Ah——!!!"

The knight let out a piercing scream, his body instantly flying backward.

Just then, another tall figure slowly entered from the side door of the hall.

The Sage Pope, Louis Tethys!

The two Scepter Knights guarding Louis’s side changed expressions, shouting sternly, "How dare you!"

One of the Scepter Knights stepped forward, raising a leg towards the flying knight without any hesitation.

"Boom!"

The knight instantly crashed into the opposite wall.

"Crack crack——"

It was the sound of bones fracturing.

The knight coughed violently, reaching out to say something, but blood continued to flow from the corner of his mouth, rendering him breathless.

Ying Zijin’s Inner Strength didn’t cause him much harm.

Instead, it was the Scepter Knight’s kick that shattered his bones and internal organs.

This commotion also drew Louis’s attention to the girl in the hall.

A hint of amazement flashed in his eyes.

Just then, a cold female voice came from behind.

"What’s going on?"

Both Bier and Lan En felt a chill in their hearts, bowing their heads lower.

Ying Zijin lifted her head, looking forward.

Her phoenix eyes were calm, black as the night.

The woman wore a complicated Imperial Court Long Dress, crown on her head, scepter in hand, exuding authority.

The Sage Empress, Sara Victoria!

"E...Empress..." the knight spat blood again, unable to finish a sentence.

His head tilted, life completely ebbing away.

Sara’s expression instantly turned icy: "Who did this?!"

The Scepter Knight who acted earlier replied neither humble nor arrogant: "Reporting to Her Majesty the Empress, he intended harm towards His Holiness the Pope, hence I took action."

Bier couldn’t understand exactly how the knight flew out.

She hesitated for a moment, then lifted her head and blurted out, "Her Majesty the Empress, she didn’t kneel to you first!"

Sara’s attention indeed shifted, her gaze landing on Ying Zijin: "Hmm—?"

Bier felt a spark of joy inside.

Disrespecting a Sage would surely lead to death.

"Sara, where do all these formalities come from?" Louis’s voice slowly followed, "It’s not as if it’s the New Year Ceremony, what’s there to kneel for?"

Sara had already seen the girl’s face.

It was an extraordinarily beautiful visage.

Black hair and eyes, features like a painting.

The girl’s skin was pristine white as jade, nearly translucent.

The reflection of light from the grand hall gave her face a faint golden hue, majestic and divine.

She wore a very simple shirt and jeans, yet exuded magnificence.

Even Sara felt a tinge of jealousy rising in her heart.

Especially since Louis was defending a mere mortal flesh before her, undermining her authority and dignity.

But the Sage Pope was of equal status to her, so Sara could only hold back her anger.

"Alright, get up." Louis waved his hand, sitting in another throne.

Bier, Lan En, and the others, upon hearing this, felt a sense of being favored: "Thank you, His Holiness the Pope."

With this incident, Sara wasn’t in much mood anymore, her expression sullen.

Instead, Louis kept inquiring.

But anyone could see he was only interested in Ying Zijin.

Even though Ying Zijin was remote and indifferent to him, Louis remained patient.

Bier’s heart rose with an incredulous thought and an unspoken panic.

Could it be that the Pope was taken with Ying Zijin?

Crazy?

Is Ying Zijin worthy?

"Alright then, that’s all for today." Having found no answer, Louis was rather regretful, "Sara hasn’t been feeling well these days, so don’t disturb her any further."

Firstly, because the Diviner was too mysterious, and their martial power was high.

Secondly, because unfortunately the Diviner was not one of them but came from another universe, crossing time and space.

No matter what, there was no connection to the Wheel of Destiny.

In this long history, which completely fallen sage has ever returned?

The Fool Sage and Temperance Sage also completely fell in two world-ending disasters.

Louis furrowed his brow, "Even my personal matters, you have to meddle?"

"I’m just reminding you, since you like her, she absolutely cannot succeed as family head." Sara said calmly, "At the election, who should be chosen, I don’t need to remind you, do I?"

Louis furrowed his brow tighter, "I understand."

He stood up and left the hall.

Sara pressed her head, exhaling slowly, her face still ugly.

Never mind, just an ordinary flesh body, not worth her attention.

What was the point of worrying about these things?

**

At night.

The students of the Engineering Institute, celebrating today’s victory, rented out a barbecue shop next to the research institute.

"God Ying, what did the sages say to you?" Ye Siqing was very curious, "I noticed Lan En and Bier didn’t look too good, Bier even cried."

Ying Zijin paused in expression, "Where did you learn such a title?"

"Online." Ye Siqing said naturally, "A lot of netizens are calling you that."

Ying Zijin: "..."

It seems that the advancement of technology hasn’t evolved netizens much.

"Didn’t say much." Ying Zijin leisurely picked up a skewer of grilled tendons, "Asked if I’m matched."

Ye Siqing: "???"

Unable to comprehend, she could only focus on her skewer.

When Ying Zijin picked up a second skewer, her eyes suddenly narrowed.

Her ear twitched, and she abruptly raised her hand, pulling Ye Siqing into her arms.

Ye Siqing hadn’t reacted yet, freshly pressed down under the table, the next second, the barbecue stall became a pile of ash.

The flames roared.

Screams arose all around.

Ye Siqing was shocked, "God Ying?"

She struggled to lift her head, only to see the girl still sitting on the chair.

Between her slender fingers, a bullet was caught.