What hopes does Zhao Ning have of becoming the leader, and not becoming a prodigy?

It's all nonsense!

Emperor's blood!

Emperor's body!

It will definitely affect the gathering of energy in the world. This is the conclusion drawn by the famous Yin Yang master back then.

If he really thinks that Emperor's blood and Emperor's body are not important, then why would he abandon a generation of princesses and only extract two drops of Zhuanxu's blood?

But he can't afford to gamble!

Even if Zhao Qi is normal and obedient, he will still let Zhao Ning take risks in the tomb, because as long as the royal family thrives and the Emperor's body is formed again, once the Li Kingdom's reform is successful, the unification of the world will be unstoppable.

Kingdom Qian?

Kingdom Qian can also step aside. Ying Wuque is just a lucky wild kid. Is he even worthy to be compared to my Ning'er?

Unfortunately, Zhao Qi is a self-righteous waste.

Without another prince to rely on, Zhao Ning is his only hope.

No risks.

Ying Wuji grinned, "Nangong Ling, this old man, is really a perfect bait to catch our big fish. He even brought out the awakening of ancient bloodlines. I'm actually a little scared!"

"If you're scared, you don't have to go in!"

Zhao Ji looked into the distance and said, "With you supporting Ning'er, even if the whole world has Emperor's blood, I believe that the energy will be on our side in the Li Kingdom."

Tsk!

Do you believe what you just said?

There's no denying that Zhao Ji has a broad vision, otherwise he wouldn't have forcefully promoted the reform in the Li Kingdom.

But even with a broad vision, when faced with the old order that has lasted for thousands of years, doubts will inevitably arise.

After all, throughout history, aristocratic politics and bloodline supremacy have always been recognized as iron laws.

Anyone would feel uneasy about it.

"By the way, Father King, I have a few pictures here that I would like to consult with you!"

"Bring them out!"

Zhao Ji regained his focus and took the maps and drawings from Ying Wuji's hand.

After seeing the content, he couldn't help but hesitate, "This... is the old capital of the Great Zhou? Where did you get these things?"

Ying Wuji smiled, "Jiang Taiyuan gave them to me. He said that the tomb where the rebels are buried is the old capital of the Great Zhou!"

"I see!"

Zhao Ji couldn't help but squint, "Come with me!"

Saying that, he brought Ying Wuji to the center of the hall.

With a wave of his hand, the originally ordinary ground emitted a faint light.

In just a short moment, Ying Wuji found himself in an underground palace.

Damn it.

And it's a handsome formation.

The underground palace was dark, but with scattered points of light, it felt like being in a starry sky.

The arrangement of the stars had an indescribable mystery.

Zhao Ji smiled faintly, "This was created by the first generation of the Li Kingdom's king with the help of the Yin Yang master at that time. It can clearly perceive the trend of the heavens and the earth. All the kings of the Li Kingdom who have perceived the heavens and the earth have done so here. Only the king and the crown prince can enter here for thousands of years."

Ying Wuji: "..."

So why did you bring me in?

Is another sugar-coated bomb coming?

Sure enough!

Zhao Ji patted his shoulder, "Now that you have become a member of the Li royal family, and will become Ning'er's right-hand man in the future, you also have the qualification to enter this place. This time, see if you can help Ning'er awaken the ancient bloodline. Regardless of success or failure, as long as you want to learn, I will pass on the knowledge of perceiving the heavens and the earth to you in this place."

Ying Wuji: "..."

This sugar-coated bomb isn't big enough!

I thought you were going to make me the king?

Zhao Ji asked, "What's wrong? Don't you want to learn? Your father went to great lengths to learn this divine technique back then!"

"No, no, no!"

Ying Wuji pretended to be pleasantly surprised, "I, I, this divine technique is too important, Father King! Are you really going to pass it on to me?"

Zhao Ji laughed heartily, "A king's words are not to be taken lightly, of course I can!"

In his heart, he calculated silently. Although this kid has a lot of small-mindedness, he is still overall innocent.

The queen was right. If they want to restrict him, they can only use emotions, which is more effective than any means.

He waved his hand, "But that's all for later. Today, let me show you what secrets this tomb of rebels holds!"

After saying that, he clasped his hands together.

In an instant, the underground palace, which was like the night sky, changed its scenery.

The merging of star points turned into a series of formation diagrams, layer upon layer, forming palaces and... nine tripods!

The formation diagrams transformed the old capital of the Great Zhou into a complete picture, which appeared before Ying Wuji.

It wasn't as vivid as the real scene, but it was several times more mysterious.

From this perspective, he seemed to see the essence of the world.

"Perceiving the heavens and the earth is not the formation itself!"

"But it is the origin of the formation!"

Zhao Ji explained in a deep voice, then made a gesture of holding up the sky with his right hand. He grasped the air, and a dazzling starlight merged into the formation, running slowly along the formation lines.

With a closer look.

The originally distant nine tripods, Qing Shi Liao, Tai Shi Liao, Cheng Kang Palace, and Mu Ye Monument instantly merged into a whole.

The entrance of the starlight was the Tai Shi Liao, constantly absorbing external starlight.

Qing Shi Liao radiated in all directions through the nine tripods, constantly absorbing nutrients from all directions to nourish the Mu Ye Monument.

The Mu Ye Monument was like an invisible giant hand, manipulating the flow of energy radiating in all directions.

And Cheng Kang Palace was the stable foundation of the entire formation. Any external influence could be eliminated under the buffering of Cheng Kang Palace.

Zhao Ji explained calmly, "Since King Wu of Zhou, the Zhou kings have regarded themselves as the Son of Heaven, controlling the world by the will of heaven. Tai Shi Liao is the civil office of the Zhou king's court, and it is also the divine office of the will of heaven. This starlight represents the heaven's bestowed energy.

Qing Shi Liao is the powerful minister who controls the world, including land, military, engineering, and criminal justice. However, the Zhou king cannot control such a large territory.

Therefore, he can only divide the land among the feudal lords, and the Mu Ye Monument represents the rules of the emperor's feudal enfeoffment.

Cheng Kang Palace represents the virtue of the emperor, so it can stabilize the entire formation."

"Amazing!"Ying Wuji couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. After Zhao Ji's analysis, the entire formation became clear in an instant.

He thought for a moment and said, "So you mean the divine object that controls bloodlines is likely the Muye Stele?"

"There shouldn't be any problem!"

"In that case, after I enter the burial mound, I'll go directly to find the Muye Stele!"

"It's probably not that simple!"

Zhao Ji shook his head and smiled, then waved his hand.

The formation diagram of Chengkang Hall trembled, and the invisible hands of the Muye Stele immediately disrupted the trend of the world's energy flow.

As a result, the Muye Stele received less energy nourishment and retracted its tentacles, severing nearly half of its connections with the outside world.

Subsequently, the trend of energy flow completely lost control. The once stable formation seemed to experience a catastrophic collapse, finally unable to bear the burden and shattered into pieces. Only the nine cauldrons stood dimly, connected to the remaining formation diagram and other parts, but still somewhat weak.

The emperor lacked virtue, and the lords destroyed their countries, which corresponded completely to history.

The Ministry of State Affairs, the Grand Historian's Office, Chengkang Hall, and the Muye Stele were all like kites, being pulled by the nine cauldrons.

Unfortunately, the wind direction changed rapidly, and it was almost impossible to capture their traces through the nine cauldrons.

Zhao Ji's expression became serious. "That's why I said it's impossible for someone to refine the entire old capital. Now it seems that the Nangong family probably already had a divine tool, and Nangong Tuo just incorporated the broken old capital into it.

Now that the formation is broken, the old capital is probably no longer in its original state. Except for the nine cauldrons, it's likely that any other building is difficult to find."

Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "Do you have confidence in finding them through the nine cauldrons?"

Zhao Ji sighed lightly. "If I personally go and the nine cauldrons are stable, there should be a seventy percent chance. Unfortunately..."

Unfortunately, he could only be a spectator.

Ying Wuji suddenly realized, "No wonder that old man Nangong Ling let so many geniuses in. I don't think they can find the Muye Stele either. He deliberately sent people to explore the way!"

Zhao Ji furrowed his brows slightly. "King Zhou probably has other plans. Although the Zhou royal family has declined now, there are still many experts inside. If the nine cauldrons are stable, they shouldn't have trouble finding even one Muye Stele."

Ying Wuji raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying that if the nine cauldrons are unstable, he let so many people in to stabilize them?"

Zhao Ji nodded. "That's probably the case. The nine cauldrons govern the Nine Provinces, but the bloodline of the Ji clan can no longer control the Nine Provinces. In this Hundred Families Gathering, the royal families of various countries have sent experts who can definitely find the corresponding cauldrons."

"Damn it!"

Ying Wuji couldn't help but clap his hands. "This King Zhou is really cunning. With this in mind, there must be several unstable cauldrons in the nine, and the three military families' energy flow and the three-tiered earth-level spells must be hidden in those unstable cauldrons.

They rely on these fools to stabilize the nine cauldrons, and then their formation experts can find the Muye Stele! Energy flow and spells are nothing to them, after all, they lack not one or two geniuses. Purely freeloading!"

Zhao Ji looked at him with a smile that wasn't a smile. "Continue."

Ying Wuji quickly pondered. Although he felt like he was unraveling a thread, he also felt overwhelmed by the amount of thinking. He said, "I can't figure it out for a while, but Father, does our Zhao family have any other experts in formations? Assign one to me, otherwise, we might fall behind other families once the nine cauldrons are stabilized."

Zhao Ji shook his head. "We really don't! Although the heavens and the earth are the source of formations, they are not formations themselves. Besides that, the Zhao family has no foundation in formations. However..."

Ying Wuji's eyes lit up. "However...?"

Zhao Ji pointed to the formation base corresponding to the nine cauldrons in the underground palace and laughed. "But it's still early now. We can completely use the method of exhaustive enumeration to deduce all possible situations of the nine cauldrons. When the time comes, you just need to see the final position of the nine cauldrons, and you can directly find the corresponding position."

Exhaustive enumeration...

His father-in-law was truly ruthless!

Ying Wuji couldn't help but shudder and gave Zhao Ji a thumbs up. "Father! You're truly my bro!"

Zhao Ji: "???"

...

Han Residence.

A woman knelt on the roof, gazing from afar at the courtyard in the corner of the Han Residence.

Although she couldn't see anything due to the trees blocking her view, she still had a feeling of seeing through everything.

"Wife, if you really miss Juan'er, go and see him!"

Han Zhe sat beside her, sighing helplessly. Because this woman was his legal wife and also Han Juan's birth mother—Zheng Yuan.

Their son had returned for over a month, but this mother had only seen him once with her own eyes and hadn't seen him since. She could only secretly gaze from the roof.

"What if it harms Juan'er?"

Zheng Yuan continued to gaze into the distance, her tone full of sorrow. "The Taoist said that because of your bad deeds as a father, we both received karmic retribution, and the more we meet, the worse it is for Juan'er.

After Juan'er finally recovered from his illness and came back, you won't let him rest. You want to go over there three times a day.

If you don't care about Juan'er's health, do you think I, as his mother, don't care?"

Han Zhe felt a headache coming on. "The Taoist said that now that Juan'er has achieved cultivation, our meeting with him won't have such a big impact on him!"

"Not such a big impact? So there is still an impact?"

Zheng Yuan glared at her husband, really wanting to pinch him a few times.Han Zhe shook his head helplessly. With Zheng Yuan staring at him, he didn't dare to easily go find Han Juan.

There was no other reason than the fact that his wife's position in the Han family was extremely high. When the Han family annexed the territory of the Zheng family, it was because the Han family and the Zheng family had reached a compromise. Every head of the family had to marry a woman from the Zheng family, except for the position of the main mother. The Zheng family never fought for power, so their status was quite transcendent.

This was also the reason why their only son was able to sit firmly in the position of the main mother, even after becoming a monk.

Thinking back to when Han Juan was born, he couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps it was karma.

Back then, the Han family suffered from a drought, but their finances were tight and they couldn't provide relief grain to the disaster-stricken areas. In order to train the army, they chose to suppress the rebels instead of opening the granaries. And then Han Juan was born, with depleted essence and energy, almost dying on the spot. If it weren't for that Taoist priest who saved him, he would have long been dead.

Speaking of which, it was his own fault as a father.

Poor Zheng Yuan, she longed for her son so much that she went crazy, but they could only look at each other from a distance.

"Master!"

A voice sounded in the courtyard.

Han Zhe looked down and saw the gatekeeper of the Han family. He asked, "What's the matter?"

The gatekeeper said, "Pingling Jun has sent a letter!"

"Oh!"

Han Zhe nodded and said gently, "My dear, I'll go handle some official business. If you want to see Juan'er, just go see him directly. It's windy on the rooftop, don't catch a cold."

"Mind your own business! Go do your official business!" Zheng Yuan impatiently waved her hand.

Han Zhe awkwardly smiled and jumped down from the rooftop, taking the letter from the gatekeeper's hand and opening it.

When he saw the contents of the letter, he couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Desire to find a divine item that regulates bloodline, requires a master of formations."

"The Zhou royal family brought two masters of formations this time, but one of them suddenly died last night."

"The other one is likely Jiang Taiyuan, a female official of the royal family."

"It is heard that your son Han Juan is proficient in formations. The Zhou royal family is willing to offer a hundred Five Elements Spirit Pills to invite your son to come out."

A hundred Five Elements Spirit Pills.

This was a divine medicine for nurturing the spiritual fetus. Although it couldn't improve the grade of the spiritual fetus, it could enhance its control over one of the Five Elements by one level.

Its effect was equivalent to raising the spiritual fetus to the middle grade.

This meant that the Han family could produce a hundred geniuses, which was a strategic force.

Han Zhe rubbed his hands together and glanced secretly at the rafters. He stuffed the letter into his sleeve and said calmly, "You can go down first!"

Half an hour later, Zheng Yuan felt tired and yawned, then went back to her room to sleep.

Han Zhe finally breathed a sigh of relief and quietly hurried to Han Juan's courtyard.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Please come in!"

Although Han Juan still had dark circles under his eyes, he looked good today, as if he had slept well.

Han Zhe smiled and said, "Juan'er, you look good today!"

"Not bad!"

Han Juan stretched lazily and said, "I gained some insights from observing the grand event a few days ago, and my cultivation has also improved."

"Oh?"

Han Zhe's eyes lit up slightly. "So, you have reached the twelfth level in refining essence and condensing energy?"

Han Juan glanced at him and shrugged. "Master said that my innate essence and energy deficiency is too severe. Reaching the eleventh level in cultivation is already a blessing from heaven, and it's impossible for me to reach the twelfth level in my lifetime."

Upon hearing this, Han Zhe couldn't help but feel guilty.

Although he wasn't sure if it was really karma.

But the old Taoist was indeed a remarkable person, and he saved Juan'er's life. There was no reason for him to deceive himself in this matter.

However, he realized another problem.

"Father doesn't need to feel guilty!"

Han Juan lazily smiled. "All of this is my fate. Coming to the mortal world this time is to fulfill my destiny."

"Ah!"

Han Zhe's expression became complicated, then he asked another question. "Since you can't break through in refining essence and condensing energy, why didn't you condense a third-grade spiritual fetus earlier?"

Han Juan lay on the recliner and swayed slowly. "My path of cultivation has another arrangement from Master."

"Oh..."

After this exchange, the father and son fell silent for a long time.

The autumn wind was strong, rustling the leaves in the courtyard.

After a while.

Han Zhe finally asked, "Juan'er, how proficient are you in formations?"

Han Juan lazily replied, "Not bad!"

"Not bad!"

That meant he was very powerful!

After more than a month of communication, Han Zhe had gained some understanding of his son.

This kid had extraordinary talent, but he was very modest.

He was quite knowledgeable, but he would say he wasn't good at it.

When he said "not bad," it meant he was extremely strong!

Now he could rest assured.

"Can you do me a favor?"

"What favor?"

"Go to the cemetery and find something!"

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"Just find something?"

"Just find something!"

"No problem!"

Han Juan sat up and looked relaxed.

Han Zhe didn't expect him to agree so readily and added, "What benefits do you want? As long as I can provide them, I will give them to you! Do you want to take the position of the family head? If you want, I can arrange it for you!"

"No way!"

Han Juan adjusted his loose Taoist robe and said, "Since I have entered the mortal world and we have a father-son relationship, I should do something. The position of the family head is just a worldly possession, and I'm not interested. However, there is indeed something I want to do."

"What is it?"

Han Zhe became spirited. After his son had returned for so long, this was the first time he made a request.

Han Juan tied up his scattered hair.

He transformed from a lazy and weak Taoist into a capable... but weak Taoist.

He smiled and pointed to the mountain west of Jiangcheng. "Please invite Mother out, and let the three of us go climb the mountain together!"

Han Zhe was momentarily stunned.

That mountain.

It was the mountain where Han Juan was born.

The mountain where he almost died.

And it was also the mountain where he became a monk.

On that mountain, the three of them had only spent five months together in their entire lives.Even if he didn't have the memories from back then, he still wanted to go up and take a look.

...

"Creak..."

The back door of Shangmo Bookstore slowly opened.

Hua Chao quietly entered, then carefully closed the door.

"Hua Chao sister!"

"Ah!"

Hua Chao was startled, quickly hiding the paper in her hand behind her back. Her pretty face turned slightly red, afraid of being asked about the contents of the paper.

Fortunately, Bai Zhi wasn't that smart. She nervously looked at Hua Chao and asked, "Hua Chao sister, have you seen Wuji? He hasn't come back since he left this morning!"

"Ah?"

Hua Chao looked at the sky. It was already approaching dusk. Why has he been out for so long?

But it's understandable.

They seemed to be going to that tomb soon, so it's normal to have important matters to discuss.

She calmly tucked the paper into her pocket and gently patted Bai Zhi's back. "Wuji is busy with important matters. Let's not cause trouble for him!"

Speaking of which...】

"Oh..."

Bai Zhi nodded. She had flipped through many books just now but couldn't find any connection between serving and menstruation. She always felt that it was an excuse made up by Wuji. She had been worried all day.

Hmm?

Wait!

Isn't there a ready-made woman she can ask?

She tugged at Hua Chao's sleeve. "Hua Chao sister, I want to ask you a question on behalf of my friend!"

"You can ask!"

"My friend wants to know if it's possible to serve during menstruation?"

"..."

Hua Chao's expression became strange. "Of course not!"

"So that's how it is!"

Bai Zhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, scratching her head in frustration. "But why isn't it mentioned in the books? I mean, my friend couldn't find it in the books."

Hua Chao asked, "Which books?"

Bai Zhi naturally replied, "The books in Wuji's study!"

Hua Chao massaged her temples. Why did you try so hard but still let it slip?

She fell silent for a moment and then sighed softly. "Because the books in Wuji's study are all serious books!"

"Is this matter not serious?"

"How should I answer you..."

Hua Chao shook her head helplessly, but she felt a slight sense of relief in her heart. It turned out that it was because of Bai Zhi's menstruation last night, not Wuji's health...

Wait!

Then how do you explain Zhao Ling?

There's still a problem.

Hua Chao clenched the clothes on her chest. Inside were all the experiences taught to her by her friend, with a 70% chance of curing the disease of liking men.

But Wuji is the princess's person, and they have a relationship like relatives. It's not appropriate for her to intervene.

So...

Hey?

Isn't there a ready-made little woman?

Moreover, she was originally prepared by Wuji's mother's clan to be his personal maid. She should have belonged to Wuji. This little girl is still so innocent and naive...

When Hua Chao thought of Bai Zhi surpassing those princesses, she felt much better in her heart.

"Bai Zhi! Do you want to serve earlier?"

"I do!"

"Then let sister teach you!"

"Sister, do you know how?"

"I do, I think..."

Hua Chao stuttered a bit, but after thinking about it, she couldn't help but straighten up.

She had never eaten pork, but she had seen pigs run!

And the pig personally taught her how to run.

Bai Zhi clenched her small, tender fists. "As long as you teach, I dare to learn!"

Hua Chao couldn't help but smile. "As long as you dare to learn, I dare to teach!"

The two women, one big and one small, looked at each other and then held hands as they entered the room.

Bai Zhi's heart was filled with excitement: everything for serving!

Hua Chao sighed inwardly: for Wuji's physical and mental health, and for a happy marriage, as his older sister, I'm really worried! But why do I feel a bit bitter...

...

In a private residence in Jiangcheng.

A handsome young man pushed open the door and entered.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, a long sword was placed against his neck.

"I say, Lord Red Dust, do you have to be so sensitive? Is it because your divine sense has exploded too much and you've become a nervous wreck?"

"If you say these nonsense again, I'll kill you!"

Red Dust coldly snorted and retracted the sword into its sheath.

The young man was Li Caitan in disguise.

She pouted and thought to herself, no wonder Red Dust has changed from his usual calm and composed self. These days, no matter what he does, he's filled with anger.

Like a jumping clown, being exposed by Zhao Ji with ten divine senses in public, even if it were any other powerful cultivator in the Wushen realm, it would be a great humiliation.

She had been busy cultivating the Hunyuan True Qi these past few days and missed out on such an exciting show.

What a pity!

What a pity!

Fortunately, this matter has already become well-known in Jiangcheng. Otherwise, it would be difficult to inquire about.

Li Caitan smiled and sat down on a stone chair, pouring tea for herself.

Red Dust asked, "How is the Zhao family doing?"

Li Caitan glanced at the tree in front of the door, where a person was tied up, looking exactly like her current appearance.

This young man was a key figure cultivated by the Zhao clan. At the age of eighteen, he had reached the Triple Level Eleven and was now close to the Twelfth Level in refining essence. Moreover, he was apprenticed to a Confucian scholar and had a high level of comprehension. It was very likely that he would condense a third-grade spiritual fetus.

Unfortunately, he was also a member of that circle, easily falling into her trap and being brought here.

She smiled, "You made me change into the appearance of a member of the Zhao family just to hitch a ride in the tomb?"

"Isn't that the case?"

Red Dust was a bit impatient. "What happened to the Zhao family today? Will they participate in the opening of the tomb?"

Li Caitan smiled, "Of course they will participate! Today, we were all summoned and checked for the Red Dust mark. Then we were secretly sent to the royal palace to meet with the Crown Prince's team and see the King of Li."

"Meet the King of Li? What for?""Tell us some things. It is very likely that there will be spatial chaos within the tomb, and all positioning spells may fail. Therefore, we need to use military methods to gather and locate each other using large-scale markings as quickly as possible. In short, it's similar to what you said."

"Just as I suspected!"

Hongchen breathed a sigh of relief. "It seems that Danqing didn't deceive me!"

Li Caitan couldn't help but be curious. "What is the origin of the followers on Danqing's side? Why are they so familiar with the situation inside the tomb?"

At first, she didn't understand why Hongchen wanted her to pretend to be a member of the Zhao family, but now she realized that everything was planned for a reason.

Since positioning spells cannot be used, they must rely on large organizations to quickly find the group. Unfortunately, due to the previous incident, everyone is now wary of Hongchen's mark. This allows her to use it to her advantage.

Now, she is becoming more and more curious about the identity of this fellow follower.

Hongchen shook his head. "He is Danqing's direct subordinate. Besides Danqing and the leader, no one knows his true identity. But I'm sure he will enter the tomb this time, and I will find a way to meet him."

Li Caitan waved her hand. "Forget about him for now. Tell me, how can I find you inside the tomb?"

Hongchen smiled. "Just follow Zhao Ji's arrangements and gather with the majority of the Zhao family's troops as soon as possible. The Zhao family has many people, so even if the tomb is large, I can still find one person and meet up with you."

"Is that so..."

Li Caitan pondered. "But here, is it just the two of us? The highest cultivation level inside the tomb is only the Nascent Soul stage, and even your current body is only a fourth-grade spiritual fetus. If there is a conflict with a divine object, it won't be something that can be solved by fighting alone. Other forces have nearly a hundred people, while we only have two..."

Hongchen chuckled. "With me alone, there is no difference between a hundred or a thousand people."

Li Caitan rolled her eyes. If the person in front of her wasn't Hongchen, she would have given him a disdainful look.

But thinking about it, the highest cultivation level inside the tomb is only the Nascent Soul stage. As long as Hongchen remains discreet, it won't be a problem to possess a dozen or so people. Coupled with Hongchen's terrifying combat skills, there really isn't much difference between a hundred or a thousand people.

"Oh, by the way, there's one more thing."

"Speak!"

"Ying Wuji is the overall commander of the Zhao family this time. He will also enter the tomb. Find an opportunity to help me absorb his original true energy, so we don't have to look for Ying Wuque in the future."

"Look at your ambition. Ying Wuji's talent is average. How can he compare to Ying Wuque?"

"Just do it for now. We can consider taking advantage of both brothers in the future. Oh, and one more thing."

"Can you finish everything in one breath?"

"I'm willing to. Do you have a problem with that?"

Li Caitan gave him a charming look. "Today, when we returned from the palace, I happened to see Zhao Qi coming out of the Marquis's mansion. Then Marquis Changping called us over to talk."

Hongchen asked, "What did he say?"

Li Caitan found it amusing. "He said that we can listen to the commands of the royal family, but the ultimate goal of the imperial family is to obtain the 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar.' If the commands of the royal family contradict obtaining the 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar,' then we don't have to obey. It seems that the reform this time has made the Zhao family dissatisfied. Although they didn't say anything on the surface, Marquis Changping has been making some moves."

"There have always been cracks between the royal family and the imperial family, but Zhao Qi was able to find this crack. That's his ability."

Hongchen sneered. "But this is their own Zhao family's business. It has nothing to do with our mission. Letting you assume the identity of the Zhao family is just for the convenience of meeting me. Don't worry about anything else, just focus on finding the divine object!"

Li Caitan frowned and emphasized, "And also, kill Jiang Taiyuan!"

Hongchen knew she was serious and smiled. "Alright, alright! Kill Jiang Taiyuan!"

...

"Achoo!"

"Achoo!"

Ying Wuji had just returned home late at night and saw a burly figure sneezing uncontrollably at the back door of Shangmo Bookstore.

He warmly greeted, "Hey? Brother Jiang, you're here again. Why don't you come inside? You're freezing out here!"

"No big deal!"

Jiang Taiyuan laughed heartily. "There are two younger siblings living in the backyard. I didn't feel comfortable going in when you weren't here."

He rubbed his nose and didn't know why he, with such a strong physique, kept sneezing.

But it was good. It allowed Ying Wuji to appreciate his extraordinary gentlemanly demeanor.

Ying Wuji indeed looked touched. "Brother Jiang, you've worked hard! Come, let's go inside!"

Saying that, he pulled Jiang Taiyuan into the courtyard.

He warmly poured tea for Jiang Taiyuan.

Although he knew this guy had ulterior motives, he was still happy to see this old brother.

Because as long as they didn't fall out, whenever Brother Jiang appeared, he would definitely bring equipment and experience.

How could he neglect him?

"Ah... Good tea!"

After drinking a cup of hot tea, Jiang Taiyuan grinned.

Ying Wuji asked at the right time, "What's good about it?"

Jiang Taiyuan pondered for a moment. "The temperature is just right!"

Ying Wuji gave him a thumbs up. "Brother Jiang has good taste!"

"Of course!"

"By the way, Brother Jiang!"

Ying Wuji lowered his voice. "Is something happening again?"

Jiang Taiyuan rubbed his palms. "Indeed! Nangong Ling, that old man, went to the palace and came back furious, claiming that there is a traitor among them. I think he's pointing at me."

Ying Wuji looked worried. "Ah! Could it be because His Majesty refuses to let the Crown Prince enter the tomb, and it has exposed you? In the end, it's our fault!"

"Tsk!"

Jiang Taiyuan sneered. "Don't worry! That old man can't do anything to me. He only knows that I'm close to you, but he can't produce any evidence that I know about Emperor Zhuanxu's dream. Even if he suspects me, he can't do anything to me! Don't overthink it and don't feel pressured. Don't feel pressured!"You repeated it twice.

Are you afraid that I don't feel guilty?

Ying Wuji pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother Jiang, I owe you again. Let's put it on the account!"

Hearing this, Jiang Taiyuan's mouth almost split from smiling.

This favor has been sold again.

He chuckled, "There's something else!"

Ying Wuji asked, "What else?"

Jiang Taiyuan narrowed his eyes and said, "Actually, I don't need to say it. You should already know. Although the Kingdom of Wu, the Flame Kingdom, and the Kingdom of Yan didn't perform well in the Hundred Schools of Thought Debate a few days ago, they have all sent a lot of experts. "

"I know!"

Ying Wuji nodded. He now shared the intelligence network of the Li Kingdom, so he naturally knew this news. However, he only thought that they came to compete for the fortune of the military families. But since Jiang Taiyuan took the initiative to mention it, there must be a reason, so he asked, "Is there something fishy?"

"There is something fishy!"

"What's fishy?"

"Think about what their surnames are."

"Ji!"

Ying Wuji's eyes narrowed, and combined with the matter of bloodlines, he felt something was not right.

Although the reason of competing for the fortune of the military families was reasonable, Nangong Ling did not announce any rules in advance, and it was indeed unreasonable to send so many people in advance.

Even the Mi family only sent a large number of people after learning about the "Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar".

Now, among the Ji surnamed lords, only the Kingdoms of Wu, Flame, and Yan remained, and these three countries' behavior was abnormal.

There might be a big move.

Jiang Taiyuan's expression became serious. "I'm not sure about the specific reasons, but there must be something unusual. Moreover, the Li Kingdom and the Wei and Han families are also surnamed Ji. If they have conspired in advance, the power of the Ji surnamed within the tomb will be too great.

I can only mention this matter to you, but don't show it too obviously. After all, I am still officially a member of the Zhou royal family. This time, I also want to follow them and see if I can get some fortune!"

"Alright!"

Ying Wuji nodded. "Thank you, Brother Jiang!"

"We're brothers, no need to be polite!"

Jiang Taiyuan stood up with a smile. "I won't say more. I'll leave first!"

"I'll see you off!"

"No need!"

"Oh, and take this with you. Settle the bill with me after you come out of the tomb!"

"Okay..."

Watching Jiang Taiyuan leave, Ying Wuji's gaze slightly darkened.

This damn thing, the situation is indeed a bit serious.

At first, when he came back, his mood was actually quite good.

After all, he had already overturned all the variables he could think of with Zhao Ji.

The chaotic tomb, which was originally like a fog, instantly became clear, giving him some confidence.

He even had the feeling of enemies being blind to my exposed cards.

But he didn't expect...

If the Ji family really united in advance, it would be equivalent to everyone knowing each other's cards, and their train of thought would definitely be clear. They would all be looking for the Moye Stele.

He hoped that things were not like this, but it seemed unlikely.

"This damn it!"

"I really can't understand how those Taoists calculated that I would turn bad luck into good luck!"

Ying Wuji felt a bit annoyed. How could he confront the Ji family's army if he didn't know so much in advance?

But on second thought, if Jiang Taiyuan hadn't intervened, he would definitely not know about the bloodline. At most, he would only focus on the "Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar".

And the Zhou royal family, after harming the descendants of Zhuanxu on the "Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar", must be only a part of it. Most of their energy would still be focused on the Moye Stele. Nangong Yu came here probably for the Moye Stele.

Knowing the script of the Zhou royal family in advance, understanding the structure inside, the purpose and execution power would definitely be enhanced.

But this time, they won't be dealing with the "Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar" anymore. They have essentially moved from a low-risk area to a high-risk area.

Damn it!

The script has been completely rewritten.

Do those Taoists' prophecies still work?

This damn Jiang Taiyuan, he sold us out for his own pleasure. He really doesn't care about our lives!

"Feeling uncomfortable!"

"Want to cry!"

"If it weren't for having a child!"

"Who the hell asked you to enter this damn tomb!"

"Damn it!"

Wait!

It seems like Jiang Taiyuan gave me a book just now.

He opened the book in his hand and found that it was filled with talismans, exactly the ones he had sold to himself last time.

There were indeed a few that were extremely suitable for saving his life.

In that case...

He had a few more trump cards.

Coupled with the one sponsored by his father-in-law, even if he encountered danger, he should be able to save his own life.

I should go to sleep first!

Ying Wuji grumbled and prepared to go back to his room, but he found that the lights were still on in Bai Zhi's room.

It seemed that the two women were discussing something.

Bai Zhi: "Ah? Is it okay like this?"

Hua Chao: "Of course it's okay!"

"This..."

"Don't worry, just listen to me. It won't go wrong!"

"Alright..."

Ying Wuji: "..."

What are they doing?

He didn't think much about it and went straight back to his room to sleep.

After all, he had been deducing all day, and his mind was exhausted.

As soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

...

In the blink of an eye, the agreed three days had passed.

In front of the Chongli Palace.

Over a thousand people were ready, waiting quietly for Nangong Ling to arrive and open the chaotic tomb.

Although it was said to be a friendly exchange, no one knew what would happen inside the tomb, so they had to be fully prepared and treat it as a battle.

Behind him, Ying Wuji looked and suddenly felt that his situation didn't seem so difficult.

The Zhao royal family, the royal family, and the Mohist Guild, there were three to four hundred people.

And each and every one of them was a skilled expert.Wu Dan stood beside him, also looking back: "Brother Wuji, I always feel like someone is watching me?"

"Who?"

"That one!"

Wu Dan pointed at a handsome young man.

Ying Wuji took a closer look.

Wow!

Isn't this Zhao Gao?

He remembered this young man, he had noticed him at the meeting that day.

At such a young age, he had already mastered two earth-level skills.

Truly living up to his reputation as a genius.

No wonder the Zhao family held him in such high regard. However, this man must be hiding his true abilities. He has also learned quite a few profound-level skills. His real strength should be much stronger than the rumors suggest.

Ying Wuji looked at Zhao Gao, his gaze seemed to be elsewhere, he was a bit puzzled: "Could it be a misperception?"

"I don't think so!"

Wu Dan frowned slightly: "My intuition is usually very accurate..."

Ying Wuji smirked: "Then why do you think he's watching you?"

Wu Dan looked a bit uncomfortable: "Maybe... he wants to challenge me?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

Brothers, come and recommend next week, we need to update more.

So the promised update on Monday might be delayed for a few days, but don't worry, there won't be any shortage.