Fu Chen looked up at the Emperor with a complex gaze and said quietly, “You still haven't told me what exactly is going on.”
“Come with me!”
The Emperor then led Fu Chen all the way to an underground secret chamber and stepped through a teleportation array, arriving at the cave where their mother empress's body was preserved.
“This is our mother empress...”
Looking at the woman in the coffin, who looked as peaceful as if she were merely asleep, Fu Chen's heart tightened.
He believed the Emperor; the man likely wasn't deceiving him because the woman in the coffin looked incredibly similar to him.
Then, the Emperor began to tell him the stories of the past...
...
After sending the sound transmission talisman, Li Busan and Li Busi exchanged a glance.
“Why do I feel like we have some kind of tracking device on us?” Li Busan said, scanning Li Busi from head to toe.
“Yeah, we didn't even mention our location just now, yet the captain told us to wait for him...”
The moment Li Busi's voice fell, both of their gazes fell upon each other's waists.
Smack!
They snatched the identity tokens from each other's waists.
Holding up his identity token, Li Busi said, “I suspect it's this thing...”
Li Busan nodded in agreement. “I suspect it too...”
Then, they shared a knowing smile and, with perfect chemistry, began digging a hole to bury them.
Hmph... If anyone wanted to trick them, there was no way in hell—not even a window of opportunity.
The two of them buried not only their identity tokens but also all the weapons and gear that had been issued to them.
They shared another smile, finally waiting in peace for their leader and the others to arrive.
Boom!
Accompanied by a series of loud rumbles, they saw Ye Fan rushing over with a large group of subordinates.
The two of them quickly trotted over, greeting them with fawning smiles. “Greetings, Nine Thousand Years! Greetings, Lord...”
Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly. “You two are the ones who discovered the Qingshan Sect?”
The two nodded repeatedly. “Yes, Nine Thousand Years!”
Ye Fan surveyed the surroundings. It was indeed incredibly desolate.
Looking toward the mountain gate, there was indeed a large blue stone, and the three characters for “Qingshan Sect” were indeed carved upon it.
The final stroke of the character for “Sect” was even obscured by the weeds next to it.
Ye Fan nodded. It seemed this was indeed the Qingshan Sect!
“Reward them...”
The shadow guard captain quickly produced a storage bag and handed it to Li Busan.
“Thank you, Nine Thousand Years! Thank you, Lord!”
After expressing their immense gratitude, Li Busan and Li Busi swept their divine sense inside the storage bag.
The two of them were so furious they almost cursed his ancestors.
There were actually only two spirit stones inside. If you didn't fucking want to give anything, just say so!
There was absolutely no need to insult people like this!
Though, if they were given a few more spirit stones, they wouldn't have minded the insult.
Nonetheless, maintaining expressions of deep gratitude, they retreated to the rear.
Just then, the three major sects, including the Haoran Sect, arrived one after another!
“Ye Fan, is this the Qingshan Sect?” The Haoran Sect Master stepped forward to speak with Ye Fan.
Ye Fan glanced at the Black Wind Stronghold. “Indeed! As long as we capture the people of the Qingshan Sect, we can have them lure Lu Ming back...”
The Haoran Sect Master nodded. “Then let's act quickly!”
Boom!
As the spiritual energy circulated within Ye Fan's body, he raised his hand, and the roofs of the entire Black Wind Stronghold were instantly blown away.
The bandit cultivators who had just woken up were instantly startled.
What was going on? How did they end up under siege just from taking a nap!
Looking at the powerful auras of the people surrounding them, several of the bandit cultivators literally wet themselves in terror!
Was this really necessary?
They only killed a few people, set a few fires, plundered some wealth, and forced themselves on some women...
They hadn't done anything so heinous as to anger the heavens and earth.
Did they really have to deploy so many people to wipe them out?
And they were all top-tier big shots, to boot!
Weren't these people thinking a bit too highly of them?
The group of bandit cultivators fell to their knees, trembling. “Senior, spare our lives... We were wrong!”
“Senior, spare our lives! We won't ever do it again!”
“Senior, spare our lives...”
The people of the Haoran Sect were all taken aback. Had this Qingshan Sect committed other evil deeds?
As expected, they indeed showed signs of being demonic cultivators.
“Speak! Where is Lu Ming?” Ye Fan barked coldly.
The bandits were stunned. Who was Lu Ming? They didn't know anyone by that name!
The leader of the Black Wind Stronghold quickly explained, “Senior, could there be some misunderstanding? We don't know anyone named Lu Ming!”
“Hmph...” Ye Fan snorted coldly and raised his hand.
With a loud boom, the Black Wind Stronghold leader instantly exploded.
A mist of blood sprayed all over the remaining bandit cultivators.
The bandits were horrified, their faces turning ashen. A few of them fainted on the spot.
This was fucking terrifying! He literally killed someone without a second thought!
He was even more brutal than them, the actual bandits.
“Speak! Where is Lu Ming?” Ye Fan pointed at one of the bandit cultivators and asked.
He didn't want to waste time on these people. Right now, he only wanted to find Lu Ming quickly and kill him.
The bandit who was questioned trembled violently, cold sweat drenching his forehead.
No, if he said he didn't know Lu Ming, he would definitely end up just like the stronghold leader!
Sob... I don't want to die yet!
With that thought, he stammered, “Lu Ming is... is in the Northern Province...”
He figured that if he named a place far away, maybe this bunch of lunatics would go look for Lu Ming there.
Then he might still have a chance to live...
The people of the Haoran Sect and the Dingyuan Sect hadn't expected Lu Ming to actually be in the Northern Province.
Didn't that mean this Qingshan Sect really was the Heavenly Demon Sect?
“Hmph... Send him a transmission! Tell him to return immediately!”
The bandit cultivator trembled all over. Where the fuck was he supposed to conjure up a Lu Ming!
Forget it. He would just bluff for as long as he could!
Racking his brain, he remembered there actually was a brother surnamed Lu from their stronghold who was out casing a joint.
Whatever, he would use him! I hope you're fucking smart enough to take your sweet time coming back.
Then, with trembling hands, he took out a sound transmission talisman and sent a message: “Senior Brother Lu, something huge has happened to the sect! Come back quickly, it's an absolute emergency...”
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