Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 379 Human or Ghost, Everyone's Acting: A Thousand-Year-Old Fox Discusses Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio [Begging for Subscriptions and Monthly Tickets]

In the city of Kyoto, at the Imperial Palace of the Kingdom of Keiko.

Emperor Qing examined the scroll of poems and calligraphy copied by the secret agents of the Supervisory Council, and said with admiration, "Fine calligraphy, it has become unique, with natural talent and elegance, lean and firm strokes that are divine, and a spirit that soars to the sky. It looks like a dense forest of iron leaves."

As they spoke, Emperor Qing glanced at Chen Pingping beside him and casually asked, "What do you think?"

Chen Pingping, with his eyes lowered, sat in his wheelchair and said with a smile, "Since His Majesty says this word is very good, then it must be extremely good."

"The literary scene in our Qing Kingdom has been weak for a long time, so the emergence of this poem is a good thing."

"is it?"

Emperor Qing suddenly threw the scroll into the charcoal fire. Watching the flames roar, he snorted coldly, perfectly portraying the emperor's unpredictable mood swings. One second he was praising the calligraphy, and the next his expression changed.

"But the local people in Danzhou all say that this was a poem left by an immortal. Do you think there really are immortals in this world?"

Chen Pingping immediately suppressed his smile and said in a trembling voice, "This... I don't know, but it should have been left by a martial arts master and passed down through generations, evolving into this form."

"A martial arts master? What rank?"

"Have you found out anything about this person?"

Chen Pingping replied, "According to the report from the undercover agents, he should be a ninth-rank martial artist with abundant internal energy and exceptional skill in lightness techniques. As for his background... there is no record of him in the Surveillance Bureau's files!"

"Humph!"

"There's no record of this. Did this ninth-rank expert just appear out of thin air? And of all times, he happened to appear in Danzhou. Not only that, he even met with Fan Xian. What are you, the Surveillance Bureau, for?"

Faced with Emperor Qing's increasingly sharp gaze, Chen Pingping decisively lowered his head: "Your subject is incompetent!"

Even if Chen Pingping didn't report Fan Xian's disappearance, Emperor Qing would have known, since Danzhou not only had spies from the Surveillance Bureau, but also Emperor Qing's eyes and ears.

Fan Xian disappeared in full view of everyone, along with the martial arts master who was suspected to be an "immortal." It was impossible to cover it up, so it was better to expose it directly.

Even if Emperor Qing finds out, Chen Pingping will at most be scolded a few times for being negligent.

Gradually, Emperor Qing's gaze deepened. He stood up and asked Chen Pingping, "Do you think this person who suddenly appeared out of nowhere might come from the Temple?"

Meng Fan's sudden appearance was too suspicious, and he found Fan Xian as soon as he appeared, so it's no wonder that Emperor Qing would think so.

Chen Pingping turned his wheelchair around and whispered to Emperor Qing, "Your Majesty, I... do not know either!"

"You don't know? I think you're just pretending to be confused." Emperor Qing glanced at Chen Pingping, as if to say, "You old fox, I know your tricks very well."

Chen Pingping gave an awkward smile. He really couldn't comment on this matter. Sometimes it's better to be confused. If he said it was possible, what should he do next?
A ninth-rank master, a rare figure in this world, deserves to be treated with caution.

"Alright, I won't make things difficult for you. Let's stick to the original plan and issue an edict soon to bestow a marriage upon Fan Xian. I will also have Fan Jian summon Fan Xian to the capital!"

"Yes, Your Majesty. I will take care of the rest."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing shook his head: "You don't need to interfere with Fan Xian's trip to the capital."

Chen Pingping suddenly exclaimed urgently, "Your Majesty, this is not what we agreed upon before!"

Emperor Qing's gaze was deep and unfathomable. He sat back down on the couch and then spoke forcefully: "Young people should be toughened up and suffer some setbacks. Only by making a name for himself in this capital can his temperament be tempered. What's the point of you always protecting him?"

"Moreover, Fan Jian has always intended for Fan Xian to inherit the power of the Imperial Treasury, while you want him to inherit the Supervisory Council. If you don't leave, how can Fan Jian dare to let Fan Xian come to the capital?"

"Chen Pingping, it seems like it's been quite a while since you've returned to your hometown to visit your relatives, hasn't it?"

Chen Pingping understood Emperor Qing's meaning and knew that he had made up his mind, so he immediately went along with him and said, "If Your Majesty hadn't mentioned it, I would have forgotten. It has indeed been some time!"

"Then would you like to go home and visit?" Emperor Qing's eyes were filled with an unyielding tone.

Chen Pingping could only agree, saying, "Your Majesty, I would like to."

Emperor Qing nodded and said, "Then I will grant you a period of rest and allow you to return home to visit your family. Don't forget to bring your Black Riders." Upon hearing this, Chen Pingping immediately put on a grateful expression, sat in his wheelchair, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty's grace is boundless; this humble subject is deeply grateful!"

Emperor Qing waved his hand and said, "Alright, I know you well enough, so don't pretend with me."

"Then this humble subject will take his leave!"

Chen Pingping bowed and clasped his hands in greeting. Then, Eunuch Hou immediately stepped forward and pushed him away.

After Chen Pingping left, Emperor Qing looked at the ashes in the brazier, picked up an arrow, and his gaze became increasingly unfathomable.

"Immortals, temples..."

He drew his bow and shot an arrow at the fine bronze armor, producing a clear, metallic clang.

After Chen Pingping left the palace, Yingzi took over Chen Pingping from Eunuch Hou. Immediately, Chen Pingping's face turned icy and extremely gloomy.

Intrigue and backstabbing are all part of the act, whether it's human or ghost!

It's just two ancient foxes talking about Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio!

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After one month.

Fan Xian finally met the red-armored knight he had longed for, but he also faced Teng Zijing's assassination attempt.

At this moment, Fan Xian, after wolfing down bamboo shoots, was leaning against the railing of the pool and vomiting when he heard a voice.

"Since you have already mastered the Nine Yang Divine Skill, you are naturally immune to all poisons. Is it really worth vomiting up over a mere non-lethal poison?"

Fan Xian was stunned for a moment. "That's right, I have the Nine Yang Divine Skill, what am I afraid of?"

He immediately slapped his forehead and realized he'd forgotten!

When he turned around, he was met with Meng Fan's smiling face.

Fan Xian exclaimed in surprise, "It's you!"

"It was me, but I didn't poison you. The person who poisoned you is waiting for you right now."

Upon hearing Meng Fan's words, a sudden thought flashed through Fan Xian's mind, as if he understood something: "Did that person poison me to lure me there?"

"Not bad!"

Meng Fan closed his folding fan and said with a smile, "Young man, are you ready?"

"Prepare what?" Fan Xian asked, puzzled.

"Are you ready... for your wildly exciting life?"

"What do you mean?"

Fan Xian wanted to ask more questions, but Meng Fan's figure disappeared again, without a trace. Even with Fan Xian's eighth-rank cultivation, he couldn't figure out which method Meng Fan had used.

But one voice remained: "I'll be waiting for you in Kyoto!"

"Holy crap, are you a god?"

Fan Xian muttered to himself, "Could it be a Grandmaster?"

But even a grandmaster wouldn't be this outrageous, right?

Little did they know, Meng Fan was far more powerful than any so-called Grandmaster; the difference between them was like heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)