noffsinger Chapter 195 Bare fangs
Chapter 195 Bare fangs
It was not advisable for Zhao Yun and Zhu Ganglie to show themselves for the time being. After settling them in, Kongming went straight to the Great Yuan Imperial Palace.
He moved forward steadily, glanced at Emperor Yuan, Tie Muzhen, who was sitting high on the dragon throne, and then looked at the old eunuch standing with his head bowed to the side.
"Master Zhuge, why are you rushing to see me instead of properly assisting the Crown Prince in the Eastern Palace? Is there something urgent that you need to discuss?"
Emperor Yuan, Tie Muzhen, was still unaware of the situation and remained seated high on the dragon throne.
However, Kongming did not answer him. Instead, he looked at the old eunuch beside him and bowed to him.
"Senior, I'm afraid it won't be long before the three major sects head straight for the capital!" Kongming's voice was deep yet resounding, echoing in the empty hall.
The old eunuch shuddered, slowly raising his head, which had been bowed low. The humility and submissiveness in his eyes were gone.
His hunched body suddenly straightened, and spiritual energy emanated from him. His seemingly frail and old appearance vanished instantly, replaced by ruthlessness and sharpness.
He stared coldly at Kongming: "What's going on?"
Kongming met the old eunuch's sharp gaze with composure and recounted the general outline of the matter.
"Heaven is on our side! I never expected the Ming Dynasty would be willing to get involved!"
A flicker of fanaticism and excitement flashed in the old eunuch's eyes; this was the opportunity he had been waiting for for hundreds of years.
Emperor Yuan, Tie Muzhen, looked around blankly at Kongming and the old eunuch, completely baffled.
"Eunuch Jiang, you...you are..."
Jie Jie Jie!
Jiang Gonggong let out a strange laugh, stared at Tie Muzhen, and said coldly, "I am Jiang Wuyai, the master of the Blood Drop Pavilion. Do you feel honored to condescend to serve three generations of emperors of the Great Yuan Dynasty?"
Upon hearing this, Emperor Yuan Tie Muzhen was so shocked that he took several steps back, almost falling. His face was full of disbelief, and he pointed at Jiang Wuyai with a trembling hand: "You...you are actually a member of the Blood Drop Pavilion! What...what is your purpose?"
Jiang Wuyai's expression was cold and stern. His anger, which had been suppressed for hundreds of years, surged up. As he raised his hand, a cold flame swirled at his fingertips, as if it could turn Tie Muzhen to ashes at any moment.
Seeing this, Kongming immediately stepped forward to protect Tie Muzhen, "Please, Pavilion Master Jiang, hear me out! The Tie family has worshipped the national treasure for thousands of years and is recognized as royalty by the ancient aristocratic families. If you kill him at this time, it may cause unnecessary trouble!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuyai's eyes froze, and the cold flames swirling around his fingertips also paused slightly.
Of course, Kongming didn't genuinely want to protect Tie Muzhen; he had his own plans in mind.
After all, he had switched the Great Yuan's national treasure. If Jiang Wuyai really slaughtered the Yuan emperor's entire family, then the Zhangtian Ruler would become ownerless.
If it were to attract the attention of an ancient aristocratic family, they would surely keep this national treasure safe until a new emperor is chosen.
While others might fail to detect the clues, a deeply rooted ancient family might not be so oblivious.
As for those ancient aristocratic families, they have Nascent Soul stage ancestors who are incredibly powerful. Kongming dares not gamble on them and would rather be careful!
Kongming composed himself and continued speaking to Jiang Wuyai: "Sect Master Jiang, in my opinion, we should keep the Tie clan firmly in our grasp, and when the Great Qian is restored, we can make the Great Yuan a vassal state. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"
Upon hearing this, a thoughtful look flashed in Jiang Wuyai's eyes.
Although the ancient aristocratic families rarely interfere in the disputes between the cultivation worlds of various countries, if even the royal families of the mortal world are wiped out, it means that the cultivation world has already been shaken up, and the ancient aristocratic families might actually send people to investigate.
This is also detrimental to Blood Drop Pavilion's current situation...
Jiang Wuyai nodded slightly, withdrawing his killing intent. He looked coldly at Tie Muzhen and said in a deep voice, "I will spare your life for now. If you dare to disobey in the slightest, I will make you wish you were dead!"
Tie Muzhen breathed a sigh of relief and nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, Pavilion Master Jiang, rest assured, I will cooperate fully."
Jiang Wuyai ignored Tie Muzhen and turned to look at Kongming, saying meaningfully, "You will be in charge of the Ming Dynasty. After the restoration of the Great Qian Dynasty, you will be a great hero. It will not be impossible to completely remove the poison of the Blood Demon Pill from your body at that time!"
Kongming slightly raised his eyelids. Jiang Wuyai's words were nothing more than trying to make him understand his situation and serve the Blood Drop Pavilion wholeheartedly. Besides, the Blood Drop Pavilion still held Kongming's secrets, so they weren't afraid that he could cause any trouble.
Kongming smiled slightly and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for your trust, Pavilion Master Jiang. I will do my best to live up to your expectations."
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Just three days after An Lushan left, the three major sects of the Great Yuan Dynasty dispatched hundreds of cultivators to head towards the imperial city.
Various colorful flying beasts blotted out the sky, changing the weather wherever they went, causing the people in the city to look on with fear and unease.
However, just as they were about to enter the city, a cultivator riding on a sword led several people toward the East Palace.
The remaining cultivators hovered above the imperial city, keeping watch on every move within its walls. The powerful spiritual pressure made the atmosphere in the city increasingly tense.
Sensing danger, some independent cultivators either went into hiding or prepared to leave this dangerous place.
Inside the Eastern Palace, Temujincheng knew he might have committed a grave offense, so he had locked himself in the palace for the past few days.
They didn't even dare to step into the palace, fearing that Tie Muzhen would find out about this, and they lived in constant fear.
Little did he know that even his father, the emperor, had been placed under house arrest by his personal eunuch.
Now, upon hearing that the three major factions have besieged the city, he was so frightened that he collapsed in his chair, but the instigator of all this has vanished without a trace.
"Oh no, oh no, what am I going to do? Why did you make me your pawn, you old scoundrel Zhuge!"
Temujincheng growled through gritted teeth.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a flash of sword light appeared.
A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a sword robe with a cold and stern face was suspended in mid-air above the East Palace. His body was surrounded by sword energy, and his sharp gaze seemed to pierce Tie Mu Jincheng as if it were a tangible thing.
Temujincheng was stung by that tangible gaze, his body trembled uncontrollably, his legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.
If Zhuge Liang were present, he would have recognized this person at a glance.
It turns out that this swordsman was Li Xin, who was sent by the Xuanjian Sect to guard the imperial city back then, and was a ruthless person ranked in the top twenty of the Great Yuan Pill Ranking.
Kongming twice entered the Yuan Dynasty, and was pursued by this fellow both times. The second time, he was chased into the Desert of Death, and Zhao Yun almost perished...
Li Xin's sword robe fluttered without wind, and the sword intent around him surged like a raging storm. The powerful pressure caused the ground of the East Palace to tremble slightly, and dust fell in a flurry.
"Temujincheng, do you know your crime!"
Li Xin's voice was cold and devoid of any emotion, as if the Temujincheng before him was merely an insignificant ant.
Temujin lay prostrate on the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably, his head buzzing, almost losing the ability to think.
But his survival instinct made him shout at the top of his lungs, "Master Li, please have mercy on me, for the sake of your relationship with my father! I... I was deceived by villains and made a terrible mistake. I have no disloyalty to the three major sects!"
Temujin was in tears, his voice trembling with sobs, on the verge of collapse.
snort!
Li Xin snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.
"You have committed such a heinous crime. Even if you were misled, you cannot be spared. How dare you test the majesty of our three major sects? I have come here today to kill you as a warning to others!"
Li Xin's voice was icy cold, and his killing intent was undisguised.
"Hahaha! Master Li, what a magnificent display of power!"
Just then, a hearty laugh came from outside the hall.
Zhuge Liang, dressed in a long robe, walked into the hall unhurriedly, his expression calm and composed...