Peace Order
Chapter 392 - 167: Qilin, Move!_2

Chapter 392: Chapter 167: Qilin, Move!_2

Chen Wenmian’s mind was reeling, he seemed to realize something, his gaze fixed upon his mother, knowing only one circumstance could make the Empress and Emperor indifferent to each other, only one situation could lead his mother to worship their longevity tablets.

They died because of the Emperor.

She was a radical, pained Empress, seemingly reckless in her quest to make her son Emperor. Now, in front of the firelight and Buddha statue, she was in such agony, tears streaming down her face. Chen Wenmian watched her, the Empress looking at her own son, her desire to touch her child clear.

But she couldn’t stretch out her hand, eventually letting it fall, whispering softly,

"My dear child."

"I should not touch you."

Chen Wenmian knelt down, took his mother’s hand, placing it on his own cheek, his hand trembling, he said, "Mother, let’s go."

With her hand cradling Chen Wenmian’s face, she whispered:

"Good child, good child... Your father, your maternal grandfather, and your mother, we have all become so tainted in these chaotic times, but you are different, you are a good person."

"You must become Emperor, you have to vindicate these matters."

"You have to ensure your father, the Emperor, loses his reputation, understand?"

She looked directly into her child’s eyes, her gaze as intense as one possessed.

Chen Wenmian looked at the woman before him.

In the end, the Empress simply lowered her eyes and reached out to touch the Crown Prince’s head, her expression serene and tender in a way he had never seen before. She had always been a gentle, naive, and brilliantly lively spirit, she murmured softly:

"Never mind."

You’re still a soft-hearted child."

Suddenly, she pushed him, revealing a hidden mechanism in the door; the floor opened up, and Chen Wenmian fell down. He shouted, but couldn’t make his mother stop. The secret passageway led to safety outside the Imperial Palace, and the Empress closed the secret door behind him.

After turning away, she still stared at the Buddha shrine and the spiritual tablets, then she locked the door from the outside.

She picked up the candlestick before the Buddha shrine, igniting the silk and satin within the Empress’s sleeping chamber.

The flames from the battle had already reached this place, the tongues of fire devoured everything, the formation seemed to have been nullified, and it no longer resisted fire and water. The grand hall was empty, as the Empress dropped the candle.

She sat dazedly, gazing at the two spiritual tablets, seemingly able to see the two individuals they represented.

Finally, only exhaustion remained in her eyes. She took a breath, sat there as she had during the spring winds of Jiangnan, recalling the brave young man singing on the riverside banks and the tender girl laughing as she pinned flowers in her hair. She closed her eyes and whispered softly:

"At last... I can see you again."

The fire blazed, reminiscent of the one ten years prior.

Engulfing the entire sleeping chamber where the Empress rested.

Meanwhile.

In the Book Collection Pavilion, those old Elders were about to take action, but as they descended, someone was Ascending with a candle, step by step, frost spreading and growing, seeking to encase the entire Book Collection Tower in ice.

A voice, cold and indifferent, and white hair that lightly fluttered around the temples.

The icy tone of the Princess, who had arrived too late ten years before, echoed; in one hand a candle, in the other a longsword as if forged by mystical weapons of the Nine Heavens. An endless chill seeped out from her, the sword Qi’s frostiness causing the royal family’s two experts to stiffen.

"Dear great uncles,"

"Where do you plan to go?"

Holding an indifferent expression, her sword Qi icy, an Elder glanced out the window; within the Imperial Palace, flames danced wildly, but here it was different as snowflakes descended from the sky like a scene from a celestial palace, cold and sharp.

...

Boom!!!

The sixth Grandmaster, Yu Jinbing Ge Quzai Shi, struck out with a punch, which was dissipated by an extremely gentle Qi Mechanism that spiraled up like great waves that were difficult to extricate from. The Grandmaster looked at the white-haired elder before him and exploded in great anger, "Chen Chengbi, do you really intend to stop me?!"

The white-haired elder burst into laughter, stroking his hands together, "You’re anxious, so anxious!"

Chen Chengbi said, "That Divine Calculator, that deathly monk, insisted on dragging me up the mountain today."

"And that Black Monk, that old bald donkey, insisted on stopping me, claiming he wanted to play chess with me, to spar with me. His intentions are clear, aren’t they? When I first came down from the mountain, I nearly got fooled into mining, do they think they can deceive me?"

"It’s like that year with Puyang again, trying to coax me out."

"But this time, I’m different."

"You deceived me once and you plan to deceive me a second time?"

Qu Zaisi said, "Aren’t you afraid of stopping the wrong person?"

Chen Chengbi looked at him, the old man replying, "My dear grandson, let me teach you a lesson."

"A good person never declares himself to be a good person."

"Besides, the old man doesn’t know who’s right and wrong, but as an outsider like you, skilled in martial arts and yet with a shifty look, there must be something fishy! See for yourself!"

Qu Zaisi flew into great anger, their battle escalating. The elder was no longer playing tricks like before but suddenly lashed out with such force that there was a profound power erupting, and Qu Zaisi felt an overwhelming chill and deadliness.

The elder’s white hair fluttered, his eyes reflecting a chilling killing intent that turned his pupils nearly blood-red. The man standing before him was not the playful elder from before, but the Mad King who had once bloodily purged countless martial sects in the mountains.

This old man was not playing games.

Qu Zaisi, overwhelmed with great anger, combined blade and sword:

"Well, let’s see who will live and who will die today!"

......

Battles were everywhere, slaughter was everywhere, Li Guanyi and Yan Xuanji finally reached the spot observed by Li Guanyi, and with a glance, Yan Xuanji, as a former top-ranked Great General, immediately identified the place: "This is the Hidden Palace within the Imperial Palace."