All Heavenly destiny reduced to ashes
Chapter 336 - 193 Good Fortune and Creation (2/3)

Chapter 336: Chapter 193 Good Fortune and Creation (2/3)

"This..."

Upon hearing these words, Zheng Mo, who had been utterly terrified, suddenly became confused, "Virtuous King, was it not your instruction?"

[Hmm?] The Virtuous King was puzzled, [What did I instruct you to do?]

It only took a moment for a clever person to notice something was amiss through a simple question and answer. Zheng Mo immediately realized his mistake, understood that the situation was unusual, and even as a ghost, his face turned deathly pale as he continuously kowtowed, [Your Highness, save me! Your Highness, save me!]

The Virtuous King then showed an expression of sudden realization, [So it is, have the other brothers been paying attention to this matter already?]

He looked at Zheng Mo, who was continuously kowtowing before him, with a pitying gaze and said helplessly, [If I’m not mistaken...]

At this point in the conversation, Zheng Mo’s soul spirit suddenly trembled. His entire being was like a kite with its string cut, limp and ready to collapse, blending into the Netherworld.

Within his spirit body, the Dragon Qi Talisman was about to detach itself and fly towards Shenjing.

His body had died, his soul spirit was naturally returning to the Netherworld, and the talisman was to return to Shenjing.

But then, the Virtuous King raised his finger, held a seal, and softly chanted, [The Imperial Court decrees that this soul shall not return to the Netherworld, but instead come under my charge, taking on the body of an official in Fengdu, and enjoy the blessing of a hundred years of Yin longevity.]

He lifted his hand, pointing towards Zheng Mo’s spirit body that was about to merge into the Netherworld, and an inexplicable force made Zheng Mo’s spirit body return to solidity; the Dragon Qi Talisman stabilized as well.

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you!"

Having barely escaped the ghost’s gate, Zheng Mo was like a man battered and pressed.

How could he not know that his survival was entirely due to the ’Imperial Court Decree’ issued by the Virtuous King before him?

As the Imperial Court, which often managed nearly half of the legal principles of the North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent, it naturally had the power to reverse the Yin and Yang of life and death, allowing such an already granted official like him to enjoy yin longevity after death.

But this also meant that his body still in the Prefecture Government... was dead!

Moreover, he had been killed by another Town King!

[Stop kneeling, now is not the time to care about such formalities.]

The Virtuous King waved his hand, casually saying, [It seems you indeed have good fortune, having been drawn into the shadows of the Divine Mandate and the Imperial Court. You lost only your fleshly body and still managed to preserve your soul and spirit under my care, becoming my Nether Envoy... Now tell me, the last time you encountered an ’Incarnation of Thought’ like mine, what instructions did they give you?]

"It was merely inquiring about the disturbances in the Earth Vein, wondering if the Young Miss had left any traces..."

Zheng Mo honestly replied, "After I reported the changes in movement, they encouraged me briefly and told me that my merits were sufficient, that I could go to the Prefecture Government to report for evaluation..."

[Did they reveal their identity?]

The Virtuous King shook his head, somewhat exasperated, [Although I know you didn’t dare speak more due to the other party’s identity, a Town King, your immediate superior, the Conquering King of the northwest or southwest, how could they not reveal their true identity?]

"I dared not..."

[I know you didn’t dare, and that’s why I say you are lucky. If you had dared, you would have been dead long ago, how could I have saved you?]

The Virtuous King sighed, [That’s why the Demon Sect’s Western Patrol Envoy could also command the Divine Weapon... and the Heavenly Demon. It seems that the recent attack by the Heavenly Demon in Kanming City was not simple.]

[Inside Da Chen, there are traitors.]

The Virtuous King was not surprised, since the inside of Da Chen must indeed be in close cooperation with the Demon Sect.

Not just that, as a Heavenly Ancestor, the inside of Da Chen likely had collaborations with all the Upper Gates of the North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent, all very intimate—these were also the means by which Da Chen indirectly influenced and managed the entire North Mysterious Sacrifice Continent.

The Eight Directions King, who doesn’t have their own backup plan?

But...

The Virtuous King alone did not.

Because originally, he was just an idle prince, chosen by the Imperial Court and hastily appointed to the Emperor’s Blood after the former Northern Martial King and King Jing, Guangyun had died.

Without foundations, without resources, without connections.

Even the National Guardian Heavenly Martial, which should have been in his possession, had been hidden somewhere by King Jing before his death. Now he was thoroughly a bare Martial King, with even the Hanhai path of the Northern Border becoming a battlefield against the Dust Li and the Northern Barbarians.

The Virtuous King had great aspirations. After all, he had picked up his position purely by luck. If he could ascend to become Pure Yang by leveraging the Martial King title, he could spend a thousand years slowly managing it.

As long as he was patient enough and lived long enough, he would eventually see the day he could turn the tables.

That’s why he wandered everywhere, looking for good things by chance.

So far... not too few indeed.

Kanming Bell, Zheng Mo... Hey, he feared he might really have stumbled upon some important clues in his wanderings.

[Among the Eight Kings, someone played dirty under Kanming City. Did they sense something? Divine Mandate? Or was it Mingjing’s whereabouts? Since Divine Mandate was unexpected, it must be Mingjing.]

[Mingjing... I don’t know what Guangyun left behind to make so many brothers and sisters envious, even resorting to harming the younger generation.]

[And this perpetrator, the Town King, might be intricately related to Guangyun’s death.]

Virtuous King collected the Kanming Bell and the spirit of Zheng Mo, knowing that he had gained the upper hand—the one who killed Zheng Mo couldn’t see that Zheng Mo’s spirit had not yet dissipated, and naturally did not know of his existence.

I am in the dark, he is in the light; naturally, I have the advantage.

But who is this person?

Virtuous King wasn’t interested in avenging Guangyun; he had been quite incompetent back then and didn’t get along well with these brothers who had become Martial Kings early on.

He was mainly afraid—if a Martial King like Guangyun, who was close to achieving Pure Yang and possessed incredible talent, could die, then it was certainly even easier to kill him, someone who had been temporarily selected for the position, right?

The position of Martial King was excellent. Virtuous King neither wanted to step down nor to die.

Therefore, he wanted to find out the truth.

[Prince Yueche of the Clouds, Prince Guangzong of Chu, who were close to Guangyun back in the day—these two might secretly send people to escort Mingjing out of Da Chen, but they would certainly not collude with the Demon Sect and Heavenly Demon.]

[Then, could it be the younger generation, Prince Mingxian of Shaanxi, Prince Mingzhen of Yi?]

[Not right, they are like me, having been placed in this position not long ago. The only difference is they are genuine children, possessing power but unable to wield it, while I still have some strength.]

Virtuous King fell into deep thought. He could only rule out two younger peers: [Conquering King Guangjiu, Solemn King Guangjue... The Northern Border is their domain, Loyal King Guangzhong has always been in Shenjing.]

[Interesting, I hadn’t expected that one day, we from the Divine Blood Town Kings would also engage in this game of internal strife, and we are quite proficient at it.]

The Da Chen Imperial Clan was very casual, without Divine Blood they were just commoners, free to be called whatever they wanted.

But the names with Divine Blood were very orderly, always following the eight-character mantra [Upright path of Heaven and Earth, bright sun and moon] established over thirty thousand years ago since the Holy Ancestor Tianyuan’s time. Exactly two cycles of sixteen Emperors had passed, and now with True Martial Lord Xuan Mingyu, the third cycle had begun.

—Things should not come in threes. Will there be a third cycle?

For some reason, this thought suddenly flashed across the Virtuous King’s mind, but soon enough, he dismissed such baseless ideas and chuckled to himself: [What a mess.]

[Let’s go.]

He said to Zheng Mo and the Kanming Bell, stowed in his sleeve: [Come back with me to report.]

"Report?"

And Zheng Mo was somewhat puzzled: "To whom?"

[Who else could make this Town King report?] Virtuous King sighed: [Of course, back to the capital, to face the Holy.]

[Let’s not mention it for now, I have collected the Kanming Bell, and I must write a report.]

Leaving the puzzled Zheng Mo aside, the Kanming Bell was exceptionally pleased—for a Divine Weapon, being recognized by a Martial King and even meeting the Emperor was truly a stroke of fortune.

It was not just the Kanming Bell, even An Jing in the Tianyuan Realm had received a stroke of Creation.