Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 307 - 261: Truly the Tiger of Mingyou_1

Chapter 307: Chapter 261: Truly the Tiger of Mingyou_1

After looking out properly at the oncoming thunderclouds and Li Xuan, Sima Tianyuan couldn’t help but retorting.

’Laughable,’ For that short moment, I actually thought someone was trying to raid the prison. I mean, who else presently in the Liudao Division could be this audacious?"

"I came to ask you something."

With a stern face, Li Xuan stepped inside: "Where did you put that Evil Corpse for sacrifice?"

Sima Tianyuan directed his gaze at the broken lock: "Aren’t you two supposed to be unqualified to interrogate me? Isn’t this against the rules?"

"Does that matter?" Li Xuan asked indifferently: "So which Dragon Vein branches where you put your Evil Corpse?"

Each of the thirteen Dragon Vein branches stretched several miles.

He had neither the time nor the manpower to search each and every one of them.

Sima Tianyuan only dodged the question and laughed: "Today must be the second day of October, the day of the great sacrifice at Xiao Mausoleum, right?"

"Stop being insolent!" Lei Yun holding his knife, said with great dissatisfaction: "Let me interrogate him, I can make him talk."

The reason he ended up in Zhenyao Tower and was beaten up by Zhonglangjiang Wang more than five times is all because of this guy.

As for this former colleague, he had absolutely no sympathy for him, only hatred.

Li Xuan didn’t respond, he knew that he just wanted an excuse to beat up Sima Tianyuan. But at this time, there was no spare time for torture.

He looked at Sima Tianyuan: "And what if it is? It is indeed the day of the grand sacrifice at Xiao Mausoleum."

"As expected! Though I can’t see the sky from here, I was counting in my heart and it is indeed time."

Sima Tianyuan paid no mind to Lei Yun’s murderous gaze. He chuckled softly: "You guys only came here to ask now, it’s already too late! Even if you find the place where we sacrifice the corpse, what of it? Thank goodness, thank goodness, our grand plan is about to succeed!"

Li Xuan and Lei Yun involuntarily exchanged a dubious look.

Just then, they both felt the floor under their feet shake violently, and sand and stone fell from the ceiling.

Because they were in a high-rise building, the shaking and trembling were especially noticeable.

Li Xuan’s complexion tightened and thought why is it another earthquake? And mere three days after the last one, on the day of the sacrifice at Xiao Mausoleum?

What reassured him slightly was that the tremor only lasted for about two breaths before it subsided.

Sima Tianyuan’s laughter became even more joyful: "It’s coming! It’s coming! I thought I wouldn’t be able to see this day. But since you let me live, maybe I, Sima Tianyuan, will escape from here and see a world with a new sky."

Lei Yun gave a cold smile, squinting his eyes, "Don’t even think about it. If that day comes, I’ll definitely kill you first."

At this moment, Li Xuan grabbed "The Song of Integrity" fan in his sleeve and ordered the red-clothed person to fully open "The Song of Integrity" main book: "Is that Evil Corpse in the imperial palace?"

His voice thunderously boomed with grandeur and righteousness, like a thunderclap, it caused the walls and chains in the prison to hum. The imprisoned demons and evil spirits in over twenty other cells fearfully screamed.

Sima Tianyuan’s pupils instinctively narrowed slightly, revealing a shocked expression. However, his face quickly returned to its usual calm, showing no further signs of surprise.

But Li Xuan got the answer he wanted from his expression. He immediately touched his waist sabre, spun on his heel and said, "We’re going to the Forbidden City."

"The Forbidden City?" At this time, Xue Yunrou and Yue Qianqian had just followed the Fumo Vajra, the latter asked in surprise: "But, Six Paths Bureau Colonel sir, although the Forbidden City is the main Dragon Vein branch, it has always been under surveillance."

"Qianqian, have you forgotten the earthquake on the day the Royal Treasury was robbed?"

Li Xuan’s gaze was profound: "I was wondering earlier, which of the big merchants in Nanjing City aren’t richer than the Royal Treasury in Forbidden City? Why would they take such a huge risk and target the palace? Now it seems that it was done on purpose, to cover their real intentions."

"Feint to the east but attack to the west?" Yue Qianqian’s eyes brightened: "Was the great fire in the Royal Treasury that day just to distract everyone?"

Li Xuan slowly nodded: "There is no time now to go through the files, otherwise I’m sure it will show that on the day, the Fumo Xiaowei holding down the imperial palace for the Liudao Division was Sima Tianyuan."

Lei Yun, standing at the prison door, spoke with a cold voice: "No need to check, this guy was on duty at the Royal Treasury on the day of the robbery, I was on shift right before him."

Li Xuan turned back to look at him with confusion : "Xiaowei Lei aren’t you going to come with us? If you can help prevent the imminent disaster caused by Drought Demon, this merit can help you regain your former position."

He thought of the upcoming royal palace, maybe a battle will break out there and he would definitely like to rely on the strength of this Xiaowei.

Among all the Xiaoweis of the Liudao Division, this one would rank in the top five in terms of combat power, and could hold his own against Jiang Hanyun.

"I wish I could." Lei Yun gave a bitter smile: "The problem is that due to the sacrificing ceremony at Xiao Mausoleum, all the Fumo Xiaoweis from Zhuque Hall went out. Now only four Six Paths Bureau Colonels are guarding Zhenyao Tower and I dare not leave easily."

He had already tasted the bitter fruit of leaving his post without permission before.

Li Xuan was slightly stunned, but then he nodded slightly and continued to move forward.

But at this moment behind them, Sima Tianyuan burst into laughter again: "You are truly worthy of being the Tiger of Mingyou! As I have said, it’s too late! You can’t stop it."

Li Xuan turned a deaf ear to his words, as he applied a Godspeed Talisman to both himself and Fumo Vajra to hasten their steps.

However, a shade of gloom had already surfaced in his eyes.

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At the same time, at the Great Ancestor’s Mausoleum on Purple Gold Mountain, solemn horn sounds rang out from all directions. Twenty thousand imperial camp soldiers and eight thousand Mausoleum Guards were all fully armored, standing solemnly along the walls encircling the Purple Gold Mountain.

And in front of the Mausoleum Hall, the atmosphere was even more solemn and respectful. All of the civil and military officials in Nanjing were wearing ceremonial attires, bowing respectfully in the direction of the hall. Behind them, on the white marble square, 5,000 students from the Guozi Bureau were all silently kneeling down, their expressions solemn and respectful.

Behind Mausoleum Hall, in the Neihong Gate, Prince Yu Jianji, dressed in white ceremonial attires, was standing together with Princess Changle. They both looked solemn and respectful. Together with their entourage, including Helian Fulong, they stepped into the Under Palace under the guidance of a ritual official.

After the ninth horn sound, the clear, deep, and full-bodied voice of Wang Jing began to echo throughout the Mausoleum.

Although his voice came from the entrance of the Under Palace behind the Mausoleum Hall, his recitation of the sacrificial text could be heard clearly both inside and outside the entire Purple Gold Mountain.

"Great Grandson Jianji, solemnly lead the civil and military officials in Nanjing to offer sacrifices to the Great Ancestor who opened the sky and paved the path, started the era, established the pole, the great saint and extraordinary god, the benevolent, the literary, the martial, the virtuous, the successful High Emperor."

"Alas! In the past, the Han Nationality was unfortunate and the imperial rule was toppled. Treacherous ministers and thieves attracted wolves and tigers, threatening China, causing the divine land to sink, the vast Central Plains to be in chaos, and the end of the Former Zhao dynasty. The foreign tribes seized the opportunity to occupy our land, the divine and talented lineage was mixed with brutality for nearly a hundred years. Our High Emperor rose to power, cleared the Middle Earth, the sun and the moon shone again, the rivers and mountains were rebuilt, and the great righteousness was restored——"

Amid the clear voice of Wang Jing, the Fumo Zongguan, Long Xuhu, was frowning and turned to ’look’ at Qiu Qianqiu: "Sacrificial refinement of the Drought Demon? Did Li Xuan say that?"

Usually dressed in Taoist robes, today, he had exceptionally put on a set of Liudao Fumo Armor. The dark gold armor gave this blind old man an aura of majesty and solemnity.

"He said that the recent earthquakes in Nanjing were caused by someone imitating the Grand General Hou Dong of the Southern Liang period, who used Dragon Qi to sacrificially refine a Drought Demon."

Qiu Qianqiu seemingly paid solemn attention to the sacrificial text recited by Wang Jing, but at this moment, his mind was not on the text at all.

"If it is as he said, then there should be more earthquakes to come."

"Imitating Hou Dong?" Fumo Zongguan took a sharp breath, "Two years after the rebellion of Hou Dong, a drought disaster occurred in Jiangnan, leaving a thousand miles of barren land, causing the death of millions from starvation."

"That’s why I believe that in this matter, it is better to believe it is true, rather than not believing it."

Qiu Qianqiu frowned, "I request the Zongguan to issue orders quickly, entrust Li Xuan with full authority, coordinate all the personnel of our Zhuque Hall in the city, and find out the location of the Evil Corpse as soon as possible."

"Without a doubt, I trust that kid Li Xuan. But this alone is far from enough. There are only five Xiaoweis in the city responsible for suppressing all the demons in the city, Zhonglangjiang Wang has to sit in the Zhuque Hall for us."

Fumo Zongguan spoke in a cold voice, "No one else here can move for the time being. Qianqiu, you can take Shen Zhimou and Yin Ruolan and their couple back quietly. After returning to the city, cooperate with Li Xuan. That kid’s investigative skills are not bad——"

But just as he finished speaking, both of them felt the ground beneath them start to shake violently again. And this time, it lasted for seven more breaths before it stopped.

The ministers standing at the front managed to maintain their calm, barely. But the students of the Guozi Bureau behind them were all visibly astonished and panicked.

"Why is there another earthquake?"

"This is the second time, and it lasted even longer."

"This is a bad omen!"

"Could it be that our sacrificial ceremony angered the Great Ancestor?"

"I heard that His Majesty already intends to change the heir, and make the second prince the Crown Prince."

"I’ve heard about it too, but the current Crown Prince didn’t behave inappropriately, and it is said that several cabinet ministers don’t agree."

As the crowd began to talk, the Nanjing Assistant Minister of Rites who was supervising the ritual of the sacrificial ceremony in the front line was furious, "Silence, who dare to make a noise on the sacrificial day in front of the tomb of the Great Ancestor!"

Immediately, the many students of the Guozi Bureau were quiet, and the noise ceased.

The Assistant Minister of Rites didn’t stop there. He walked over with his riding crop and lashed it down on a few Jianshengs who had been speaking loudly.

After ten lashes, he huffed angrily, "If anyone else dares to make a ruckus, I will expel him from his official position immediately——"

His voice abruptly stopped at this point. He looked up to the sky and saw the sun being covered by a layer of blood red. The surrounding white clouds also turned blood red at this moment.

Fumo Zongguan and Qiu Qianqiu in the front row of the crowd also looked up at the sky. In the latter’s eyes, there was already a glint of rage and astonishment.

"Blood Blade Ancestor!"

At this moment, a blood-colored sword aura, stretching for hundreds of feet high and stretching for several miles, came crashing down from above the Mausoleum!