Martial Boss Chapter 403

At night, at the bottom of Datong Mountain, in the secret courtyard.

Feng Jiu, who wore a black mask and presented himself as Yan Nanfei, listened to Ji Tang’s report and waved his hand, “Go down.”

“Yes.” Ji Tang answered.

Although there was still some discontentment in his heart, who told him that he was not at the Divine Origin realm? Over this period of time, Ji Tang had begun to obey Feng Jiu’s arrangements.

After seeing Ji Tang leave, Feng Jiu turned back and walked into the small courtyard at the back, where Qing Yu was looking up to the sky to watch the stars in the night sky.

“I heard all of Ji Tang’s report,” Qing Yu maintained a forty-five degree posture of looking up at the sky and said with a rare tone of gravity, “It seems that my premonition is correct, this is by no means simple.”

“I don’t understand why you would take this little anomaly so seriously. Although Feng Chaonan is the most powerful among the imperial sons, there is still the Empress in the imperial family who is tripping him up, and the Sovereign House is also not too close to him, so it should be within normal limits that he cannot learn about the changes in the imperial secret treasury.” Feng Jiu said curiously.

“That’s not how things work out.”

Qing Yu turned his eyes from the sky to Feng Jiu, “At this crucial moment, the slightest abnormality could signal a great change, not to mention, I have already detected the beginning of this abnormality.”

“The other day I was watching the sky at night and noticed that the True Phoenix Star, representing the Emperor of Northern Zhou, was no longer dull and was beginning to glow again. This is the first time since Feng Tian Ming was injured that this has happened.”

“What does this mean?”

“If Feng Tianming had remained seriously injured, this True Phoenix Emperor Star would have remained this dim starlight until Feng Tianming was completely dead. The dark star emitting a new light signifies that Feng Tian Ming’s injuries have taken a turn for the better.”

“A turnaround?” Feng Jiu repeated these two words.

“The turnaround that brought back life from the dead, Feng Tianming, should have woken up.”

“Awakened!” Feng Jiu said in shock.

Feng Tianming had actually woken up, and he had covered up the news so that outsiders did not know that he had woken up. No, not only outsiders, including Feng Jiu, the imperial sons, and Empress Si Guifei, the pillow-toppers, he had not told them.

This signified that Feng Tianming definitely had something extremely important and refused to have the slightest possibility of leaking.

“More than that, when I look again today, I find that the Emperor’s Star is as dim as before, even with Dragon Qi in hand, I can’t probe its inner workings. It seems that someone has performed a secret technique to disguise Feng Tianming’s destiny, so that it does not reflect on the celestial signs. Feng Tianming’s scheme is by no means simple.” Qing Yu continued.

“If Father were to heal and take charge of the dynasty again, our plan would be considered almost a total loss.” Feng Jiu took off the black mask from his face, revealing a face that could not hide his chagrin.

If Feng Tianming had lived, he, Feng Jiu, would have been able to delay his ascension to the throne for more than five years. This was even if Qing Yu could a*sa*sinate Feng Tianming within five years.

If he couldn’t kill Feng Tianming, it would have to be delayed by at least a few decades, or he could expect something like the Great War of God’s Capital to happen again.

“Relax,” Qing Yu said comfortingly, “just because there is a turnaround doesn’t mean this will become a given. Feng Tianming’s injury is such that even the head of the Great Zen Temple’s Pill King’s Academy, Ling Mun, is helpless to do anything about it and can only prolong his life for a few years at most. To fight for life from such a serious injury is by no means an easy task.

If we can sabotage its plans, we may not be able to turn this chance of life from the dead into a chance to make it die a complete death.”

“But how do we find out what Feng Tianming is planning? The imperial palace is heavily guarded, and there are True Dan realm experts patrolling the palace day and night. I’ve been forced out of the palace by the Empress’ B*tch, so even if I want to go back to the palace to investigate, I can’t avoid her eyes.”

Ever since the Empress had proposed that the Imperial Servant protect the Prince, the Imperial Servant, Qi Si Bo, had been following Feng Jiu day and night, not as protection, but as surveillance.

Qi Si Bo had suffered from the Empress’s kindness in saving her life, and even though he was an Imperial Servant, he obeyed the Empress’s orders, making it difficult for Feng Jiu to leave her sight for a moment.

It was only when Feng Jiu was forced to run away to the Mountain River Academy, away from the palace and the imperial government, that she was able to avoid Qi Si Bo’s surveillance. If Feng Jiu were to return to the palace again to probe into the matter, naturally she would also be free from Qi Si Bo’s surveillance.

“How about I take the initiative to reveal this to the Empress and Feng Qiuwu, and even Feng Chaonan, so that they can probe into Feng Tianming’s plans?” Feng Jiu suggested.

“No way.” Qing Yu categorically refused, “The Empress was married to Feng Tian Ming when he was still the Crown Prince, and they have been close for many years. The only reason Feng Tianming kept this from the Empress was because he was too suspicious. When the Empress learns of this, there is a strong possibility that she will do her utmost to protect Feng Tianming’s plans.

Although she wants her son to succeed to the throne, she will not do so at the expense of her own husband. Moreover, as long as the Empress can help Feng Tianming to overcome this hurdle, Feng Qiwu’s position as Crown Prince is almost a foregone conclusion.

As for Feng Chaonan, he is now being forced into such a mess by the Empress, but he won’t be able to play much of a role.”

“Then what should we do?”

“Don’t worry, I have my own plan.” Qing Yu said with a faint smile.

“We can’t learn from the palace, but we can get clues from other places.

With the help of various secret arts, my attainments in the art of Heavenly Mechanics and Yi have now surpa*sed Qiao Baixuan of the Destiny Altar, and I am considered to be at the forefront of those who practise this art in the current world. But even so, I still haven’t seen through Feng Tian Ming’s reality, so the person who helped him to conceal his destiny definitely has extraordinary attainments in this dao.”

Qing Yu took a few steps forward slightly and his eyes turned in a certain direction, “It just so happens that in this divine capital, there is a group of experts in the art of Yi in the service of the royal family.”

Feng Jiu followed his line of sight and saw that it immediately occurred to her where Qing Yu was looking, “You mean —— the Qintian Supervisor?”

“Precisely the Qintian Supervisor.”

Qintian Supervisor, observing the celestial phenomena, monitoring the qi of the country, is a person who specializes in observation, ancient name is “Wu Xian”, “Kun Wu”, “Tai Shi Ling”, the current name is ” The “Qintian Supervisor”.

Moreover, it was more advantageous to go to the Qintian Supervisor than to the palace, as it usually had a record of important events. All Qing Yu had to do was to find the relevant records and he would be able to find out what Feng Tianming had asked the Qintian Prison to do.

Another point, which was also extremely advantageous, was that the Heavenly Guardian needed an extremely high place to observe the celestial events. If a stargazing tower higher than the emperor’s was to be built in the palace, it would be out of order.

Therefore, it was not in the imperial palace, but outside it.

To prevent outsiders from prying, it was located in an extremely remote place, the most off-the-beaten-track part of the divine capital.