Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 308 - 262: There’s No Refusal in Brotherhood_1

Chapter 308: Chapter 262: There’s No Refusal in Brotherhood_1

The enormous blood-coloured blade magnificently sliced down, causing nearly all those who witnessed it to palpitate with fear.

However, the Minister of Rites, who wielded the long whip, remained composed with an icy expression on his face: "No one is allowed to panic or act recklessly! This is the mausoleum of the Great Ancestor, guarded by tens of thousands of royal troops, leaving no room for demons to intrude! Our hearts are as firm as fortresses, filled with righteous qi. Why should we fear these demons?"

The students of Guozi Bureau, initially restless, calmed down under the cold gaze of this learned official.

They had previously experienced the battle when Li Zhetian forcibly invaded the Guozi Bureau. The power of the knife demon at that time was even stronger than that of the Blood Blade Ancestor, but in the end, he was defeated by their protector of Neo-Confucianism.

Indeed, as the blood-coloured blade qi struck above the Xiao Mausoleum, it seemed to hit an impenetrable wall of iron and bronze, shattering into countless dissipated blades qi which swept in all directions. Yet, it wasn’t able to harm a single blade of grass or bark of a tree in the mausoleum. It only flattened the vegetation around the mausoleum and carved out several trenches several feet deep.

After this, the Blood Blade Ancestor did not strike again. Only a mass of huge blood clouds, which covered an area of thirty miles, accumulated above Xiao’s Mausoleum. At the same time, an extreme and powerful blade intent saturated with a strong smell of blood surged through the air, remotely locking on to the inside and outside of the mausoleum.

At this moment, despite the protection of the large array from the mausoleum, and the righteous qi of thirty thousand royal soldiers and thousands of students from Guozi Bureau, the blood-coloured blade intent still caused the blood inside everyone in front of the mausoleum to surge, bubble and roar, as if it was about to burst out from their bodies.

Some of the students whose righteous qi cultivation was weak even started bleeding from their nostrils.

The Minister of Rites snorted coldly and swung his large sleeve: "The sage said: the wise are not confused, the benevolent are not worried, the brave are not afraid!"

Just then, everyone’s blood calm down in an instant.

This Minister then pointed towards the sky with a look of scorn on his face: "How dare this evil outsider act so recklessly in front of the Great Ancestor’s mausoleum?"

He actually easily condensed the righteous qi of thousands of students here into a stream. Along the way, he also gathered the dragon qi of this land, transforming it into a giant yellow dragon which crashed into the blood cloud. With just one pounce and one flick of its tail, it shattered the blood cloud covering a radius of thirty miles, scattering it outside Xiao’s Mausoleum.

Qiu Qianqiu, who was joining in the kowtowing, couldn’t help but frown deeply. He couldn’t sense the aura of the Blood Blade Ancestor from the outside of the mausoleum.

"There’s no need to look. He’s hiding in the clouds eighty-seven miles south of Xiao’s Mausoleum. He’s as cautious and slippery as ever."

The Fumo Zongguan had a icy expression on his face: "There are quite a few evil spirits hidden around us, including many from The Fourth Gate."

"With their strength, they can’t attack Xiao’s Mausoleum." Qiu Qianqiu snorted indignantly, then had a sudden thought: "They’re not trying to attack Xiao’s Mausoleum, but cut it off from Nanjing?"

"It’s probably so!" The blind elder nodded slightly: "You, Shen Zhimou, and Yin Ruolan should return to the city as soon as possible! Earl Chengyi is very cunning, and he won’t let the Blood Blade act recklessly!"

Just as he finished speaking, another blade qi, hundres of feet accross, swept over from the direction of Xuanwu Lake. The extreme cold caused all the remaining blood clouds in the sky to freeze, turning them into blood-colored hail that fell from the sky.

At the same moment, the blind elder suddenly heard a "craack craack" sound. He was at first confused, but then his expression dramatically changed.

Only one thought was fixated in the blind elder’s mind at that moment: what did the summoning of Jianling mean?

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When the second earthquake occurred, Yu Jianji, who had already entered the Underground Palace, had become all but pale.

His eyes held a hint of anger as he stealthily glanced at the equally grim-looking head of the Qintian Bureau, not far off. Under the guidance of the Minister of the Rites, they continued to advance in concordance with the ritual proceedings.

But as the dust from above the tunnel fell in rattles, the palace maidens following behind Yu Jianji, as well as the guards stationed every five steps on both sides, couldn’t help but change their expressions and become visibly agitated.

"Quiet!"

Quan Dingtian gave a cold shout, halting everyone’s agitation. Then, he looked approvingly at Yu Jianji, who stood immovable beside him.

"Your Highness, matters have already progressed to this point. We should stick to our Proceures no matter what happens. Any objections or concerns can be voiced after the great ceremony. No matter what, the ceremony in front of the Great Ancestor’s mausoleum cannot be disrupted!"

He whispered these words into Yu Jianji’s ear, but they were also meant for the Princess Changle beside him.

At the moment the earthquake occurred, the princess’s steps and movements became noticeably flustered, unlike her usual composure and elegance.

After they passed through the twenty-meter-long corridor, a spacious underground hall gradually revealed itself before Yu Jianji.

This place was eighty feet long and wide, with the floor laid with gold bricks and the stone walls made of marble. Twenty-four giant dragon-engraved pillars supported this huge hall on both sides. On these giant pillars and the four walls, a total of nine hundred and sixty enameled dragon pattern copper lamps with golden embroidery were hung, illuminating this underground hall brilliantly, as if it were daytime.

To the sides were the crack troops selected from Six Paths Bureau and the royal camp in Nanjing, numbering a thousand in total. All were as steady as rocks, half-kneeling towards the depth of the hall. Their brand new armour, under the gleaming light, dazzled magnificently.

At the back of the hall was a massive tomb door. It was carved out of Xuanqing Stone, the most sturdy material of the era, even surpassing steel, and coated with gold, with dragon patterns drawn on it.

In front of the tomb door was a massive stele with two lines of powerful and desolate words in iron-brush silver-hook calligraphy. On the left, it read ’Respectfully Commemorating the Fortunate, Successful, Prospitious, and Greatly Filial High Emperor of the Jin Dynasty.’ On the right, it read ’Commemorating the Filial, Kind, Proclaiming, Benevolent, Literary, Inheriting, Propitious, and Holy High Empress.’

Yu Jianji’s mind was stirred, and his demeanor became even more solemn and respectful.

Next, he had to walk on his knees, and every nine knee-walk steps, he had to perform a kowtow.

However, just as Yu Jianji and Changle were about to kneel down, everyone in the hall simultaneously sensed the blade intent seeping in from outside the mausoleum.

In this tomb, the influence of the blade intent, which could make people’s blood boil, on everyone in the hall was minuscule due to the suppression of dragon qi.

However, Quan Dingtian and the Minister of Rites, still wore a sheet of frost. Yu Jianji’s brow also slightly furrowed.

The accompanying Helian Fulong and Vice Master Zhang, all wore chilly expressions as they glanced outside the Underground Palace.

"Your Highness, rest assured!" Helian Fulong said in a hushed voice near Yu Jianji’s ear, "The mere Blood Blade Ancestor is hardly an issue. Even if you add all his apprentices, they cannot enter the Xiao Mausoleum—"

Just at that moment, the complexion of Mr. Fulong abruptly changed. He also heard the "crack" from nearby. It was the sound of a mechanism turning, located inside the tomb chamber.

Helian Fulong quickly realized something, his gaze turned towards the path outside the corridor.

"Is it the Hulong Gate?"

As he was speaking, a rumbling noise came from outside the corridor. A massive stone gate, about three zhangs thick, fell from above the corridor, fully isolating the interior of the Underground Palace from the outside.

Looking at the heavyweight stone gate outside the corridor, which was also polished from Xuanqing Stone, Helian Fulong involuntarily furrowed his eyebrows. He had been confident that regardless of the plans of the Jianling remnants, he could deal with them, suppress them.

Yet, a sense of restlessness was gradually forming in Helian Fulong’s heart.

Helian Fulong couldn’t understand, what kind of plan did the remnants of the Jianling have, that they would isolate the Underground Palace with the Hulong Gate?

Could it be that these people intend to trap him, Vice Master Zhang, Quan Dingtian, the Minister of Rites, and others from the Qintian Bureau inside with this ’Hulong Gate’; or do they think that they could endanger the emperor’s second son right under Helian Fulong’s nose?

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Just as the ’Hulong Gate’ fell inside the Xiao Mausoleum, Li Xuan was speeding on a street, riding an Earth Dragon towards the direction of the palace.

The responses of Fumo Zongguan and Qiu Qianqiu were extremely swift. Not long after Li Xuan left the Zhenyao Tower, he had received the command talisman paper from the Inspector, granting him full authority to mobilize all forces within City of the Liudao Division.

At this time, the entire Zhuque Hall could not spare many hands. Fumo Zhonglangjiang Wang Shouyi, who was stationed at Zhuque Hall, was very cooperative. He managed to gather two hundred Youjiao Xunjian and found eight Duwei for Li Xuan in a moment.

But they couldn’t find anyone from above the Third Gate.

From ancient times, whenever the Dragon Snake rose, and the world turned upside down, it was the time when demons increased their power.

Due to the earthquake, the entire Nanjing City was once again in chaos. Wang Shouyi couldn’t even dispatch a Xiaowei for Li Xuan.

Luckily, Luo Yan was on duty today. This made Li Xuan breathe a sigh of relief. With the master expert Demoness Zidie present, and a spell cultivator from the Third Gate, Xue Yunrou, he felt somewhat more confident.

However, Luo Yan who was riding beside Li Xuan, looked at him with a slightly dissatisfied look: "You haven’t come to report for duty for a few days after you went to the Guozi Bureau, but as soon as you come, there is such a fuss?"

"I also wanted to stay at home and recuperate. Why would I choose to suffer here when I had days off?"

Li Xuan looked embarrassed, but his voice was grave: "I only ask that Luo Youjiao does not hold back, and give her all later. The boss has given me his word, saying that there’s no matter what consequences, he and vice lord Qiu will cover it."

He knew that Zidie, who went all out, was far more powerful than Jiang Hanyun, even surpassing the combined strength of Jiang Hanyun and Sima Tianyuan.

Just the speed under the Heavenly Stage, unparalleled in the world, would be enough to stymie countless masters under the Fourth Gate.

"But how does this benefit me?"

As Luo Yan was whispering her complaints, Li Xuan’s eyes suddenly brightened, looking ahead: "Master Xuanchen, long time no see!"

This Xuanchenzi, was currently standing indecisively in front of a make-up store, about thirty zhangs away.

After hearing those words, his first instinct was to jump to the side like a startled rabbit. He then looked back at Li Xuan and the large cavalry team behind them, with eyes filled with shyness and confusion.

"Duwei Li? May I ask what you are doing?"

"I will explain the reasons later! I now need Master Xuanchen’s help."

Li Xuan did not slow down, the Earth Dragon under him directly sprinted past Master Xuanchen: "Today, I only need Master Xuanchen to lend me a hand. That second volume of the book, can also be lent to Master Xuanchen for his perusal."

When Master Xuanchen heard Li Xuan’s plea for help, he had no intention of refusing. Because of their previous disagreement, and also the matter of "The Immaculate Scripture", he has always felt that he owes Li Xuan a great debt of gratitude.

And when he heard the words ’that book’, his eyes suddenly shone brightly. Although Li Xuan’s words were vague, he knew that it must be the second volume of "The Immaculate Scripture" without a doubt.

"If the duwei is calling, I cannot refuse!"

He promptly jumped up and landed directly behind Li Xuan on the Earth Dragon ridden by Peng Fulai. His posture was like a willow branch, appearing to sway with the wind, but his lower body was firm as a rock.

Luo Yan’s pupils contracted slightly, thinking that Master Xuanchen’s movement was really remarkable. For a spell cultivator like Master Xuanchen, his speed was even up to sixty or seventy percent of hers, and his burst power seemed to be even better.

Not more than half a moment later, Li Xuan had arrived in front of Hongwu Gate. At this time, all three archways of Hongwu Gate were tightly closed.

Li Xuan had no intention to knock on the door. He flew directly up, rushing towards the top of the city wall.