Chapter 594
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“Is he safe?” Qing Mengli asked directly.
“He has safely returned to the Ye Mansion,” came the reply.
Hearing this, a hint of relief finally flickered in Qing Mengli’s eyes. She looked at the three men who had reported to her and said coldly, “Continue to follow him. If you lose him again, you will be executed without mercy!”
The three men felt as if they had been pardoned from a death sentence. They kowtowed in gratitude and withdrew one by one.
Qing Mengli murmured to herself, “He disappeared into an alley during the day and only reappeared at night. It seems he was trapped by an array… But… he didn’t die…”
“Investigate anyone from the Five Great Clans who might have acted suspiciously today. Report back to me immediately if you find anything!”
“Yes, my lady.”
The room gradually fell silent. Qing Mengli refilled her wine cup, raised it to her lips, and whispered, “My brother doesn’t want Junli to die for the sake of the Qingyun Imperial Family. But Junli is my husband. Ye Wushuang can save him, and no one must harm Ye Wushuang!”
In the capital, within the Liu Clan’s territory.
Liu Zhengcheng, the current head of the Liu Clan, was a man of slender build. His long hair was tied in a topknot, and he wore a dark green robe. He stood in a secret chamber within the Liu Clan’s mansion. Before him stood a stone tablet, upon which rested a night pearl the size of a human head.
At this moment, however, the night pearl was not emitting light. Instead, it reflected the figures of several people. They were Qin Tapri, the head of the Qin Clan; Chu Gongyao, the head of the Chu Clan; Shang Muchen, the head of the Shang Clan; and Xiao Qingsong, the head of the Xiao Clan.
Liu Zhengcheng looked at the figures reflected in the pearl and asked directly, “Did the plan fail?”
The four clan heads on the other side of the pearl remained silent. Finally, Qin Tapri broke the silence. His fiery red hair floated in the air without any wind, and he snorted, “My third brother’s soul lamp has already been extinguished…”
Clan Head Xiao Qingsong sighed, “The soul lamp of our Sixth Elder, Xiao Demao, has also been extinguished!”
Liu Zhengcheng’s face turned grim. “The soul lamp of our Clan Head Liu Guangyao has met the same fate…”
Upon hearing this, Clan Heads Shang Muchen and Chu Gongyao also fell silent. Two cultivators at the Seventh Level of the Heavenly Gang, and one at the Eighth Level—sent to kill Ye Wushuang, and yet they had failed. What was even more terrifying was that all three of them were dead. And yet, the family warriors sent to investigate still had no news to report back. This was enough to suggest that the identities of those who had secretly helped Ye Wushuang kill the three powerful cultivators were both mysterious and formidable.
“Could it be Yunxing Jian…?” Liu Zhengcheng speculated.
“Not impossible,” Qin Tapri said, his eyes bloodshot as he struggled to contain his emotions. “Mu Junli is also a possibility.”
Chu Gongyao, however, disagreed. “With the Hundred Nations’ Martial Contest about to begin, Mu Junli, being one of the Ten Protectors of the Giant Sword Sect, should be too busy to interfere…”
“He may not be able to come himself, but as a protector at the Wanfa level, he could still command several high-ranking Heavenly Gang cultivators, right?”
The room fell silent at this remark.
Liu Zhengcheng waved his hand and said, “Let’s drop it for now. We’ll discuss further once we have more information. This failed assassination attempt clearly shows that Ye Wushuang is not just a reckless, arrogant young man. He might have been targeting our Five Clans all along!”
“Let’s all calm down and think things through.”
“Agreed.”
The light of the night pearl gradually dimmed. Liu Zhengcheng sighed and his face turned even more grim. He put away the night pearl and stood in the secret chamber, then walked towards the stone door that led out.
However, as he reached the stone door, Liu Zhengcheng stopped in his tracks and turned back towards the depths of the secret chamber…
He walked to the other side of the chamber, facing a seemingly ordinary wall. A drop of blood seeped from his fingertip and dripped onto the wall, where he began to inscribe mystical patterns. Gradually, the unremarkable wall began to glow, and then transformed into an arched doorway.
The archway opened, and Liu Zhengcheng straightened his robe before stepping through…
