Frost streaks across the long sky as the grim old eunuch appears under the Ling Yan Pagoda. All of a sudden, it was as if we were entering the middle of winter, with a bitterly cold wind and a thin layer of frost attached to the ground.
The crowd of onlookers saw this and retreated, not daring to stay longer.
It is said that when a man is de-powered, his yang energy leaks out and his yin energy is heavier than that of a woman. Now it seems to be true.
Many people cursed the eunuch’s weirdness in their hearts, but their bodies were honestly running out.
As the summer of July suddenly turned into a cold winter, even ordinary people who had never practised martial arts knew that this old eunuch was not to be messed with.
The old eunuch, Eunuch Leng, did not care about the unrelated civilians, he looked at Feng Chaonan’s already bloodless face and the bronze mask that had been tossed aside and sighed, “Another death, His Majesty is really going mad this time.”
This death of a royal son was all the loss of Feng Tian Ming’s hope of surviving.
With seven blood relatives, the chances of success had dropped again. Originally, in the Nine Phoenix Rising Pattern, only nine blood relatives had to die to guarantee success, and Feng Tianming did not mind sacrificing nine unpopular royal sons for his own life.
But now, even if his favorite eighth prince and young princess were to be lost, the Nirvana sacrifice would not necessarily succeed.
“And Feng Jiu ——”
The old eunuch’s grey brow frowned slightly as his divine sense expanded outwards like a mountain, covering a ten-mile radius in an instant, still spreading outwards.
“No?” The old eunuch’s brow locked even tighter.
From Feng Chaonan’s words before he died, Eunuch Leng knew that it was Feng Jiu who had killed Feng Chaonan. According to reason, at this point in time, Feng Jiu wouldn’t even be able to run a mile away and should have been immediately searched for by divine sense.
But the truth was, Eunuch Leng’s divine sense had almost spread throughout the entire Divine Capital City, and still no trace of the ninth prince could be found.
“Did someone help him? Or is it a rare and precious treasure that has covered up our family’s divine search?”
Whichever it was, it would be no small trouble.
“It seems that this Ninth Prince, who has always been unobtrusive, is not simple.” Eunuch Leng smiled grimly.
This was truly an extremely interesting matter.
Although he was far less powerful than Meng Shanhe, who was also a member of that era, he had lived long enough to see a lot of rare things.
But the series of events that have taken place in this generation of the Northern Zhou royal family have surprised the knowledgeable Eunuch Leng, who has said that life is sometimes more exciting than drama.
Feng Jiu’s actions today made Eunuch Leng feel that the drama was about to reach its climax.
“I don’t know if I’ll have to call him Your Majesty.”
With the loss of one of the eight, even with the addition of Feng Jiu who had escaped, there were only seven blood relatives who could bear the pressure for Feng Tianming, and the success rate of the Nirvana sacrifice had dropped again.
Eunuch Leng felt that he too had to plan for the future, as the chances of His Majesty’s success in surviving now seemed to be decreasing.
With a wave of his hand, he invoked the cold Qi, and the frost that had sprung up for no apparent reason covered Feng Chaonan’s remains quickly, forming an ice pillar. Eunuch Leng grabbed the icicle and flew towards where the other princes were.
He still had to save the other imperial sons. The emperor had ordered that all the surviving sons be gathered in the palace to await the arrival of the 28th of July.
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In a small alleyway one street away from Ling Yan Tower, Qing Yu slowly took shape in the air with his two hands grasping Feng Jiu and Pill Master’s shoulders respectively.
“Is this the might of the Tong Shen realm?”
Thinking back to that heavenly-like divine sense search just now, Qing Yu was still in a surging mood.
Qing Yu had not seen a God Realm powerhouse once or twice before, and had watched the entire battle at the Battle of God’s Capital.
But just because he had seen one, did not mean he had faced one.
It was only when he was faced with a God-Realm powerhouse that Qing Yu intuitively understood what it meant to be a God-Realm martial artist.
Just by searching his mind, the warning signs in Qing Yu’s heart were as fierce as a mountain torrent. If he were to face such a strong person directly, he did not know whether he would die in one move, two moves or half a move.
Qing Yu slowly let go of his hand and Feng Jiu fell to the ground with a palpitating look on his face. It was the Pill Master, who was too weak to even practice his divine sense, who was unable to feel the terror of the tide of divine sense.
At this moment, if Pill Master had a look of being at a loss for words, he did not understand at all why His Ninth Highness had suddenly fallen to the ground.
“This time, when you killed Feng Chaonan, although you were not allowed to show your face head-on due to that old monster coming over to stir things up, Feng Chaonan’s shout before he died was something that had already created momentum for you. Soon, everyone in Northern Zhou will know that the ninth prince, Feng Jiu, has killed the evil Dragon Head of the Green Dragon Society, Gong Zi Yu.
And surprisingly, Gong Zi Yu is the Sixth Prince of the Northern Zhou – Feng Chaonan.” Qing Yu forced himself to stop the warning signs that had not stopped in his heart and said indifferently.
Feng Jiu was still on the ground desperately gasping for breath, as if that would exhale the fear in his heart.
He and Qing Yu had an inexplicable connection, and when he sensed Eunuch Leng’s divine sense, it was also Feng Jiu who also received the, more detailed, sensations coming from Qing Yu.
This put him under a pressure that the Divine Origin realm could not bear, making him unable to speak until now.
Qing Yu also ignored him and continued, “Next, it’s time for the Green Dragon Society to go invisible and disappear from this world. Pill Master, you go and inform Ji Tang and Blood Bat No. 1, so that they can restrain their tracks.
From now on, the a*sa*sin business will be left to them. Order the two of them to lead their men and form the a*sa*sin organisation Blood Cloth House to continue the business in the future.”
“Also, the black pot of Longevity San is likewise thrown to Feng Chaonan. In the future, apart from your apparent identity, you will also act as a healer, and all matters concerning the Longevity San antidote will be entrusted to you.”
This fellow, the Medicine Master, was not gifted in martial arts, but in medicine, he did not know if he had become enlightened and had a different talent.
Especially in the preparation of medicine, since especially after handing over to him all the medical and poisoning texts at hand, the configuration of the antidote for the Longevity San, as well as the various poisons that the Green Dragon Society needed to use on a regular basis, were all handled by the Medicine Master.
“Aye. Thank you, Dragon Head!” The Pill Master was overjoyed and bowed in obeisance.
“Well, go on.”
The Medicine Master hurriedly left.
Qing Yu looked up at the sky with his hands in the air, looking at the white clouds in the sky, the cloudlessness, looking back at the past years of Gong Zi Yu, and murmured, “The dragon can be big and small, it can rise and hide; big it rises and exhales clouds, small it hides its form; rising it soars between the universe, hidden it lurks within the waves.
The Green Dragon Society, hidden in the gaps of history, will continue to develop. And it is time for me to create a new dark side identity.”
As Qing Yu looked back at the empty magic mirror hanging at his side, floating quietly in the void, an idea suddenly came to his mind.
