The Heavens: A Qing, the Yue Girl at the beginning

"The person who was killed was a minor treasurer of the Changling Classics and History Treasury named Song Shenshu. His cultivation was at the upper level of the third realm, where his true essence flowed like nectar and could leave his body. Fourteen years ago, he sold out his friends for fame and fortune, and disclosed the hiding places of several ordinary disciples of Bashan to the Qin Bingmasi, causing all of them to die."

A cultivator with long hair sitting behind Gongshu Zhi, whose status and position were obviously lower than those of the first three and who was not qualified to introduce himself, heard Zhao Xiangfei's question and took the lead in reporting:
"According to reliable information, the Divine Capital Supervisor and the Heaven Supervisor have examined Song Shenshu's body and confirmed that the remaining true essence in his body had been eaten by the Nine-Death Silkworm... The Nine-Death Silkworm's descendant has a very low cultivation level, probably only at the Qi Refining Stage, but it is not ruled out that he may have disguised himself to mislead."

"Misleading by disguise? Did the descendant of the Nine-Death Silkworm deliberately reveal a lower level of cultivation, or is there something wrong with the information we received? Or, is there someone else who used some kind of technique to simulate the characteristics of the Nine-Death Silkworm?"

Concubine Zhao frowned slightly. Under her willow-like eyebrows, her bright eyes sparkled with a thoughtful light. She asked, "Do you think Wang Jingmeng really left behind such a disciple?"

"Hard to say."

Gongshu Zhi said directly and pertinently: "The information we received mainly came from Ye Xiao's retelling. Although this person is also an enemy of Yuanwu Zhengxiu, he may not be on the same side as Bashan Sword Field, so his credibility is questionable. It is not ruled out that he is using rhetoric to influence the situation."

"Also, I have followed Big Brother for many years, and I have never seen him have such a secret disciple. There is no sign at all... He was still young at the time and busy with his career. There was no reason for him to specifically look for and spend effort to train a successor, especially without telling Zheng Xiu."

"This is not the character of my elder brother that I know. He trusts his friends and values ​​friendship among fellow disciples. If there really is a successor to his sword skills, he would definitely tell us openly... So if there really is a successor to the Nine-Death Silkworm, it must be my elder brother's temporary idea after Zheng Xiu's true identity was exposed."

"It sounds quite reasonable. The successor of the Nine-Death Silkworm was a disciple that Wang Jingmeng accepted on a whim before he went to Changling for his appointment." Concubine Zhao nodded and agreed, "Otherwise, it would be impossible for a disciple who had been accepted long ago to only have the cultivation level of the second level of Qi Refining after more than ten years."

"However, the Nine-Death Silkworm Divine Art passed down from the You Emperor is said to be extremely profound and abstruse, and it is very easy to make mistakes when practicing. The most amazing people in history have obtained this art, but no one dared to try it... It is really unbelievable that one can practice this art to a certain level without the guidance of a master."

"A true peerless genius often performs beyond most people's imaginations and can easily accomplish things that are considered impossible." The blue-shirted master of the Dao Scroll Sect looked at the newcomer Zhao Qing with suspicion, and expressed his own opinion while sighing:

“Of course, Wang Jingmeng’s death was witnessed by countless people, so it is impossible to fake it. But if there were other Bashan sword masters who survived and avoided the brutal hunting in those years, with the help of relevant annotations and teaching by words and deeds, it might not be impossible for a rare genius in the world to successfully learn the Nine Death Silkworm.”

Mao Qiceng? Ye Xinhe? Could it be Master Luo? Hearing this, the others thought of the Bashan masters who were believed to be alive and taking revenge in secret, and they couldn't help but have some hope of contacting them in the future.

“Every era has its own geniuses who can always create new miracles, and true geniuses are usually very good at finding and discovering their own kind.”

Fan Wu Gou said calmly, "Perhaps, this descendant of the Nine-Death Silkworm is a pearl that Wang Jingmeng discovered at some inadvertent moment. Although he did not formally accept him as a disciple, he guided this descendant in some way, allowing him to comprehend the secrets of the Nine-Death Silkworm on his own."

"Come to think of it, could it be just a bait released by Zheng Xiu and others?"

Concubine Zhao frowned slightly and proposed a new guess: "After all, they have never given up hunting down the remaining forces of Bashan Sword Field. Perhaps they know that we have been looking for the descendant of the Nine-Death Silkworm, so they deliberately created such clues to lure us into the game?"

Gongshu Zhi thought for a moment and said slowly, "This possibility does exist. You and I both know that Lin Zhujiu was imprisoned in Dafu Water Prison. Prime Minister Yan once had people plot a fake jailbreak. Among the jailbreakers, some were even Bashan traitors whose stains were covered up. He hoped to make people trust him and hand over the secrets."

"However, Senior Brother Lin Zhujiu was not fooled." Zhao Xiangfei added, "With the help of our report, he saw through the trap, so he did not reveal the real secret."

"That's right." Gongshuzhi nodded: "So, we can't rule out the possibility that Song Shenshu's death was another conspiracy. But whether it's true or not, we must investigate, because this is the only clue that may lead to finding the descendant of the Nine-Death Silkworm."

"If he is really the heir left by Brother Wang, how can we just sit there and watch?"

"That's right." The True Spirit of Daoist Scrolls took over the conversation, gently waving his feather fan, and seemed to be confident: "But the situation this time is different from the past. The reappearance of the Nine-Death Silkworm is not just a piece of news, it is more like a signal, a signal that stirs up the situation."

"If it is really a bait, then we have to see if the bait is big enough to catch our big fish."

Zhao Qing smiled slightly, with a hint of uninhibitedness and confidence in his tone: "Besides, even if it is a trap, someone has to go and find out the truth. The revenge of Bashan Sword Field must be avenged; the wishes of Wang Jingmeng, Yan Xinlan and others must be honored."

Concubine Zhao looked around and clapped her hands and laughed, "Well said! Whether it's true or not, we have to get to the bottom of it. If the descendant of the Nine-Death Silkworm really exists, it will be a powerful weapon for us to fight against Yuanwu Zheng Xiu; if it is a trap, we must make it a burial place for the enemy!"

"Not long ago, an important figure from the Zheng clan in Jiaodong County died near Changling. This must have tied up a lot of Zheng Xiu's energy. Coupled with the sword meeting in recent days, this period of time should be considered a weak period for her. It is a great opportunity for us to act."

"I will contact some of the old dignitaries in Changling, including Ye Xiao."

Gongshu Zhi stroked his beard and said in a deep voice: "Although they have their own plans, they have the same interests in fighting against Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu. Perhaps we can get more useful information from these people and the fish market."

Fan Wujiu nodded gently: "I will be responsible for calling the 'guest officials' under the hostage Li Lingjun, and have them move around to promote the secret agreement of Zheng Xiu supporting Li Lingjun to ascend the throne of the crown prince of our dynasty. In the process, I will also explore the movements of the other party's forces, collect relevant clues, and confirm whether this is a trap."

"As for me, Zhen Lingzi, I will serve as the backup for the Qin-Chu border area, ready to support the actions of all parties at any time."

The eyes of the Taoist Grandmaster Qingshan were like deep lake water, unpredictable: "Compared with the unknown successor of the Nine-Death Silkworm, who has not yet grown up, the Lushan Alliance is more important. It is related to the future direction of the world."

"Speaking of the Lushan Alliance next spring, our dynasty's new talisman weapon 'Heavenly Punishment' has been successfully developed since the beginning of this year. Now we have built hundreds of them. This is the first trump card of the Great Chu." Concubine Zhao smiled slightly and said, "And Emperor Han Chen's Heaven-stealing Pill is also about to be completed, which is the second trump card of our dynasty."

"If Yuanwu refuses to give in on the matter of Yangshan County and our dynasty shows signs of decline, Emperor Han Chen will risk his life to challenge him, along with several other great masters who have also made preparations, to gradually drain Yuanwu's true essence and try to kill him."

"It is said that this plan was made by Ye Xinhe in secret after he invited many experts. If it succeeds, Yuan Wu will die, the Qin Dynasty will be leaderless and will fall into civil strife. We can take the opportunity to rescue Lin Zhujiu, let the Bashan Sword Field return to Qin territory, and usher in a chance for revival..."

"So, this assassination plan was arranged by Peach God Sword Ye Xinhe? He is indeed not dead? Yuan Wu has even been confirmed to have entered the eighth realm? It seems that the secret letter sent to my temple must be responded to as soon as possible."

Zhen Lingzi sighed secretly, stood up and looked at Concubine Zhao Xiang: "Do you know which grandmasters are involved?" "I don't know. Ye Xinhe didn't mention more detailed information in the message he informed Emperor Han Chen. He only said that he was willing to take action and wait for an opportunity." Concubine Zhao Xiang glanced at Zhao Qing beside her and replied: "So, I haven't officially contacted him yet."

"Presumably, Ye Xinhe did this to protect the secrecy of the plan and was unwilling to reveal the identities of the participants too early."

Fan Wugui groaned for a moment and said, "Unfortunately, as the General of Zhennan, I cannot rashly attack the emperor. This is a taboo and will easily lead to a war between Qin and Chu."

"For the same reason, as the descendant of the Great Chu, I can only assist from the side and indirectly contain the Seven Realms Grandmasters accompanying the Qin Dynasty." Concubine Zhao clenched her fists tightly, exuding a sword intent that seemed to be able to penetrate the world, and turned to look at Zhao Qing:
"I can only ask the senior to take care of this matter."

Hearing this, everyone was surprised and looked at Zhao Qing, who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

Except for the Green Shirt Grandmaster Zhen Lingzi who had already made some guesses, everyone else found it hard to believe that this stunningly beautiful girl whose appearance could rival that of Concubine Zhao would be the senior of everyone present and have strength that no one could match.

As for Gongshu Zhi, he was only at the lower level of the Seventh Realm, and his sword skills and true essence skills were not outstanding. He really had no ability to get involved in this level of epic battle. He knew this very well and couldn't help but shook his head:

"I won't join in the fun. I'll stay behind and take care of everything for you."

"However, as far as I know, Ye Xiao should have already reached the upper level of the seventh realm, and he probably has some other masters following him. If I reveal part of this news to him, perhaps..."

Just when they were halfway through their words, Zhao Xiangfei, Zhen Lingzi, and Fan Wugui all turned their heads, their gazes penetrating the wall and looking straight towards the northwest sky. Outside the entire Linxing Tower, a terrifying amount of heaven and earth energy was drawn and gathered in an instant.

In the area of ​​this floor, there suddenly appeared millions of compressed and condensed vital energy droplets that looked like milky mist.

There was a loud rumbling sound in the sky high above, as if a huge gap had opened up, and an extremely bright beam of light fell down, refracting more and denser crystal lights.

At the same time, dozens of miles away, the sparsely rising and falling clouds, which had been dyed with a bit of sunset color, were torn apart on the spot by a not-so-large ball of blazing light. It dragged a long tail of thick smoke and rushed straight towards the Neighboring Star Tower in the center of the lake.

It was aimed squarely at the hall where they were!

"Oh no, there is an enemy attack!" Gongshu Zhi, who was obviously a beat late in sensing this thing, changed his face greatly, and suddenly rushed to the window, saying in a dull voice: "Starfire Comet Tail Sword?" Although it doesn't look like it, it's impossible for him to be so unlucky as to be hit by a meteorite, right?
Attracted by the mountain-like vitality of heaven and earth, a seemingly ordinary white cloud floated down from near the Linxing Tower. Inside was a pure white and flawless long sword, which was quickly pulled out from the cloud and fell into Fan Wugui's hand. It then pointed directly to the northwest sky, emitting a holy glow.

When the sword shadow appeared, the flying dust within a radius of hundreds of feet and the smoke from the workshop boiler seemed to be blown away by a breath, becoming unusually clean.

Then, this pure and spotless sword intent spontaneously absorbed the suspended vital energy droplets and lightly drew an illusory sword mark in the sky that gave people a sense of ethereality.

At the same time, the increasingly dense and bright white light all fell on the sword mark, forming a bright light curtain that separated the Linxing Tower from the outside world.

The hazy white light was like clouds, and as Zhen Lingzi's ten fingers changed, it rolled up like a tide to a higher place. The image of a Xiezhi with sharp angles protruding forward, a bowed head and a raised tail was vaguely visible. It was a spread out "Tianling Talisman for Suppressing Spirits".

The former sweeps away all filth, and the latter can touch the straight, and the artistic conception undoubtedly has something in common. It can be said to be a wonderful combination beyond imagination. The sword light is like rolling clouds, and the light curtain is like rising fog. The two complement each other and have built an indestructible defensive barrier in an instant.

The dust-free light condensed into an illusory shadow, and the mist in Fu Sheng's vast universe was like crystal, but also like a flexible cocoon shell, which could remove layer by layer of sudden attacks without causing damage to the Neighboring Star Tower and the Divine Craftsman's Workshop.

But unexpectedly, the ball of light that was flying like a meteor began to slow down and "brake" before reaching its destination.

In just one or two breaths, it had slowed down to a speed that ordinary people could follow. Its speed was only several times faster than a galloping horse, and all traces of smoke and fire had disappeared.

However, even though its power was greatly reduced and it seemed to have completely lost its momentum to fall, a circle of lavender sword light appeared around the ball of light, as if cutting through the void, and it cut a purely circular hole in the light cocoon that intercepted it, and easily penetrated through it.

"Don't be nervous, it's just a courier sent by mail from Changling."

Zhao Qing smiled apologetically, pushed the door open and walked out. With a casual wave of her hand, the "ball of light" that had been melted by high temperature and only a very small part remained, with the purple light dissipated, and it fell steadily into her hands.

When everyone looked closely, they found that it was a long piece of black ice crystal stone, flashing a faint blue light. Several items were frozen inside, which were not damaged at all by flying thousands of miles: an extremely long, spear-shaped sword, a golden page of paper, and an ink-colored jade box.

"The secret sword of Lingxu Sword Sect?" Seeing his defensive moves being broken in an instant, Fan Wujiu was shocked. He turned and looked at Zhao Qing, with a little more suspicion in his eyes, intertwined with admiration: "How could you..."

Although the defenses set up by the two of them together protected a large area and could not cover all aspects, it was normal for some points to be penetrated, but this had already exposed their errors in prediction, and there was a big gap between them and the "courier" and Zhao Qing.

Of course, the biggest reason for the interception failure was that this piece of "meteorite ice" did not carry any malicious murderous intent, and therefore did not trigger the true power of the "Pure Sword Talisman of Suppressing Spirits and Breaking Laws".

Zhen Lingzi, who was paying more attention to the objects frozen in the black ice, immediately recognized two of them through the ice layer that was cracked and blurred due to burning: "Whale tooth sword? Scapegoat gold talisman? Is this the relic of Zheng Canghai, the man who was killed in the Zheng family?"

"That's right." Zhao Qing nodded and admitted, "I was the one who asked someone to kill Zheng Canghai. After the mission was accomplished, he sent the spoils to us so that we can decipher the mystery. It is worth mentioning that Zheng Canghai summoned Zheng Xiu's Spark Sword before he died."

...(End of chapter)