Yu Tao was positive in admitting his fault. Zhu Qiyou no longer worried about the lack of evidence. His face straightened and he frowned, "Tell me, what obstacles did Lu... that person encounter when searching the West Palace?"
"There are four Void Refining cultivators in the West Palace, as well as Senior Zhu Jingting, a great master in the Fusion Stage, dozens of Spiritual Transformation Realm cultivators, over a hundred Innate Realm cultivators, and countless dead warriors..."
Yu Tao revealed all the information in one go. Regarding the situation in the West Palace, Quewu had already updated it many times after meals and reported it to the headquarters of the Xuanyin Division in the capital, but unlike Lu Bei who had gone through customs all the way, the information he collected was far less accurate than this time.
"In addition, there are three masters of the Refining Void Realm in Xiwang County, all of whom are among the best masters in the area."
After Yu Tao finished speaking, he wiped the cold sweat from his head and said, "These alone are equivalent to the military strength of some second-rate immortal cultivation mountain gates and the Western Palace... far exceeding the standards set by the late emperor."
"Where is that guy? Is he dead?"
Compared with the power of the Western Palace, Zhu Qiyu was more concerned about Lu Bei's life or death. He looked at Yu Tao with expectation. Even if he didn't die, it would be good if he was seriously injured and could not be cured.
Yu Tao's scalp tingled when he was looked at. Zhu Qiyou didn't like Lu Bei, he knew that, but he couldn't bear to hear gossip about the royal family. He avoided the burning gaze and said with his head down: "Your Majesty, Lu Ziwei fought his way out of the siege and captured many powerful enemies. Although he was covered in wounds, he was loyal to the emperor and loved his country, and was blessed by the emperor..."
"I don't want to hear this. Do you not understand or are you pretending to be confused?"
"… "
I don't want to, but they give too much.
Yu Tao wiped the sweat off his forehead, thinking that it would be better if he didn't make any money, so he skipped the part about charging the fee and said seriously, "After that, the Grand Commander and the Chief Steward of the Huangji Sect surrounded and intercepted us. There was one Hero in the Fusion Stage and five Refining Void Stages. It was extremely dangerous."
"The Huangji Sect and the West Palace have come together?"
Zhu Qiyou's face was solemn, this information was a little beyond his expectation. If the power of the vassal kings was reduced and passed to the Huangji Sect, he would have to think carefully before taking any action in the future. No one should benefit but the Huangji Sect.
"That's not the case. According to what was written in the letter, the Huangji Sect was quite polite during this visit. It was just a formality and they seemed to be just there to watch the fun."
"Humph, a bunch of dogs."
Zhu Qiyou's complexion improved a lot. He glanced at Yu Tao and asked him to continue.
"Your Majesty, although the Huangji Sect did not take action, the Tianjian Sect did send people."
Yu Tao swallowed his saliva and said in a deep voice: "With the help of the Tianjian Sect elders who tried to stop Le Xian, Lu Ziwei almost died for his country."
Almost, that is, no!
Zhu Qiyou curled his lips and said, "So, the Tianjian Sect is just going through the motions, just like the Huangji Sect, just watching the fun and not minding the trouble?"
"No, the Tianjian Sect is serious and does intend to keep Lu Ziwei."
Yu Tao looked solemn, "Your Majesty, you may not know that according to accurate intelligence, Zhan Lexian is an extraordinary swordsman, with a late stage of fusion cultivation, and possesses the Nine Swords of Great Power. He is one of the Nine Swords of the Heavenly Sword Sect and has a very high status."
"In that case, why is that guy still alive? He should have died in Xianzhou."
Zhu Qiyou frowned and said, "Tell me, does he have any secret deal with the Tianjian Sect? Is he actually an undercover agent sent by the Tianjian Sect to the Xuanyin Division?"
"I don't know, and the letter didn't say that."
Yu Tao resolutely distanced himself from the matter, and then said: "Lu Ziwei was seriously injured in the battle, and captured Zhan Lexian alive, and detained Jiujian Daweitian. Now he and his swords are being held in Ningzhou."
"Is this really true?!"
Zhu Qiyou's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and in his astonishment there was a heartache that was difficult to conceal.
Seeing Lu Bei achieve this was more painful than him being overthrown from the throne.
"Someone has a sword, so this should be true. The letter asks..."
Yu Tao asked Zhu Qiyou for instructions. On the surface, he was loyal to the emperor and patriotic, but in fact he was asking what to do next. If he did not intend to take the opportunity to reduce the power of the princes, he should know how much he could gain.
Zhu Qiyou ignored it and was still grieving over Lu Bei's achievements. In his heart, he cursed Zhan Lexian for being a fake. He said that he couldn't even defeat a gigolo with the Nine Heavenly Swords. His reputation was unworthy of him.
As she cursed, she thought of her imperial sister Zhu Qilan, and her heart became even more sad and angry.
"It's over, it's all over..."
Zhu Qiyu murmured to himself, the light in his eyes lost, and looking to the future, his entire life lost its brilliance.
The bright moon in his heart was blocked by dark clouds.
"His Majesty?"
“Cough cough cough!”
"Stop coughing, I'm tired. Everyone get out. Call the music master into the palace." Zhu Qiyu gave up on himself, and for a moment, the shadow of a tyrant emperor loomed.
The old eunuch gave Yu Tao a look, lowered his head and said nothing. Yu Tao knelt on the ground without breathing, feeling very uncomfortable, wondering if His Majesty was ill today. Otherwise, if the West Palace had taken the initiative to offer evidence, he would have been overjoyed.
It wasn’t like this the last time the house was searched and the money was divided.
After a moment, Zhu Qiyou came back to his senses, closed his eyes and leaned against the dragon chair: "My dear Yu, tell me the truth, why did the two purple guards in Ningzhou have a grudge with the West King's Mansion far away in Xianzhou?"
Upon hearing this, Yu Tao immediately betrayed Fox Three and Fox Four and said truthfully: "Your Majesty, this matter is related to the search and seizure of the East Palace. The West Palace sent someone to assassinate..."
"I see. You wanted to kill me, but you ended up biting me in the face."
Zhu Qiyou glanced at Yu Tao and said, "My dear, please don't misunderstand me. I didn't say you, I said another dog."
Yu Tao: “…”
The chair under your butt is big, you can say whatever you want, and I dare not disobey you.
"The clan has not stopped making trouble since the raid on the East Palace. If they attack the West Palace again, I'm afraid..."
Zhu Qiyou pondered for a moment and said, "You go to Ningzhou. This is a conflict between the Western Palace and the Xuanyin Division. I cannot interfere. But the Western Palace was at fault first, so they should be punished. You speak well of the two Purple Guards. The Xuanyin Division can handle the rest on its own."
"I accept your order."
Yu Tao bowed and retreated, pondering the meaning of Zhu Qiyu's words as he walked. Unlike usual, the meaning this time was quite vague and he could not understand several points.
But I think it wouldn't be a bad idea to fill your Majesty's treasury with some supplies.
By the way, he also made some money.
After Yu Tao left, Zhu Qiyou looked up at the sky, beat his chest and sighed for a long time.
"Your Majesty, Princess Changming and you are a good match, which is a good thing." The old eunuch said slowly.
"I don't think so. That boy is cruel and ruthless. My sister is so kind. She is definitely not his match in terms of scheming. She will inevitably be sad and cry in the future." Zhu Qiyu said gritting his teeth.
"Your Majesty only saw the sadness and tears, but did not see... In my opinion, Princess Changming should just be happy."
"Haha, old dog, did you take the money?"
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Yuezhou, Beijun Mountain, Lingxiao Sword Sect.
Ever since the demon caused trouble at the mountain gate, the disciples have become more diligent in their practice.
Lin Buyan saw it all and was happy in his heart, especially some time ago when Bai Jin returned with the broken sword. He felt unprecedentedly happy, and a century of haze was swept away. How could he express his joy.
If there was anything wrong, it was probably because Lu Bei's achievements were too great. Whenever Sect Leader Lin thought of it, he felt a pain in his heart.
No matter what, cultivating immortals should not be like Lu Bei.
In addition, there was another mixed blessing: Madam Lu Buwang had not spoken to him for several days.
Dabie Peak set up another formation to guard against him like a thief, not even leaving him a bed board or a coffin board.
Lin Buyan had no words to express his grievances. He was good at writing and acting, but Lu Buwang didn't have that ability. For the future of the mountain sect, he didn't dare to tell him the truth. Lu Buwang avoided him, and he also hid and pretended not to know.
He suddenly felt relieved and found that being single was not bad. He had gone astray because he was young and coveted the beauty of his junior sister.
Suddenly, an uninvited guest broke into the sword formation. Lin Buyan noticed it, received a sound transmission note, and flew to the place where the visitor invited him.
In the quiet valley, there are restrictions in all directions. If they are slightly triggered, they will arise one after another, forming a deadlock that is linked together.
Lin Buyan landed lightly, clasped his fists and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Elder Jing. What kind of dark wind is blowing today that makes you sneak around like a thief?"
After saying that, Lin Buyan glanced at Zhan Hongqu beside Jing Ji again, wondering what Jing Ji's secret invitation was about.
If it's official business, why bring a simple-minded Xiaobai with you? If it's a private matter, can't you just go through the main door
"Master Lin, I came here today to borrow someone from you." Jing Ji looked at Lin Buyan deeply. He was full of drama, and the more people watched, the more confused they became.
"What do you mean?"
"Jing wants to borrow Bai Jin, a third-generation disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect."
“No!”
Lin Buyan flatly refused: "Elder Jing, although Bai Jin is a third-generation disciple, his significance to Lingxiao Sword Sect is still above the four deans. Even this dean cannot compare to him. Some words are hurtful. Let's change someone."
"Well, please write a letter to Master Lin. I want to meet Lu Bei."
"Um?!"
Lin Buyan's heart skipped a beat, and a strange expression appeared on his face. "Elder Jing, you already knew about the abandoned disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, but you still tried to stop the Iron Sword Alliance from issuing a killing order. If you want to see him, just go ahead. Why are you mocking me?"
"Master Lin, you have great acting skills. I have been deceived by you." Jing Ji sneered.
"Wait a minute, what exactly does Elder Jing want to say? We might as well make it clear. It's so confusing that there will be misunderstandings even if there is no misunderstanding." Lin Buyan said.
"Lu Bei, an abandoned disciple of Lingxiao Sword Sect, went to Xianzhou to cause trouble, causing chaos in the West King's Mansion, and also arrested several cultivators who had close ties with Tianjian Sect."
"What does this have to do with me? He has always been lawless. If he had been honest, I would not have expelled him from the sect." Lin Buyan shrugged, indicating that he was not responsible for this.
"Master Lin, don't be so quick to deny it. I haven't finished what I want to say yet!"
Jing Ji looked carefully, but didn't find any clues. He sneered twice and continued, "The elder Zhan Lexian of the Tianjian Sect received a request for help from the West King's Mansion, and rushed to the West King County with the Great Mighty Heaven, but was defeated... and captured."
"What?!"
Lin Buyan was horrified, his handsome middle-aged face turned pale and bloodless in an instant. Without thinking, he stood up and flew towards Cangjian Peak.
Jing Ji flew on his sword to catch up and intercepted Lin Buyan halfway: "Master Lin, you haven't finished talking yet, where are you going?"
"Go and start the sword formation. Jing, a good dog doesn't block the road. Get out of my way now."
Lin Buyan took out the Great Power Heaven, his eyes widened with anger: "That bastard can capture and kill the elder, he will definitely not let Lingxiao Sword Sect go. The safety of the mountain sect depends on this move, I don't have time to waste time talking to you."
Jing Ji: “…”
If it was an act, it would be too real!