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Chapter 212 The Fall of the Red Moon, the New God Master of the Jiang Family!

Are two martial arts masters facing off?
Chen Mo stared intently at the two streaks of red and black light entwined fiercely above the palace, especially after seeing that familiar red light... a wildly imaginative idea instinctively surfaced in his mind:

Could the one riding the red light be my godmother?

After all, it has been a full six months since my godmother left Nanzhou.

Needless to say, Chen Mo knew that his godmother had definitely gone to seek revenge on Empress Dowager Xiao.

I just didn't expect it to erupt now.

It seems that the godmother did not act impulsively, but rather conducted a thorough investigation after returning to Beijing before taking action.

Thinking of this, Chen Mo breathed a slight sigh of relief, but still felt somewhat uneasy.

He stopped and stared intently in the direction of the palace.

Nangong Ye noticed that Chen Mo was acting strangely, so he leaned over and asked, "Young Master, what's wrong?"

Chen Mo: "That red light looks somewhat familiar."

Nangong Ye realized something: "Jiang Hongyue?"

Chen Mo nodded: "My intuition tells me so."

"Jiang Hongyue is no longer on your back... isn't that a good thing?" Nangong Ye was puzzled, wondering why Chen Mo looked so worried.

Chen Mo didn't hide anything. While keeping an eye on the towering red light swirling in the direction of the palace, he recounted his past with Jiang Hongyue, concluding, "Although my godmother has made things difficult for me in some ways, she has generally been good to me. I don't want anything to happen to her."

Nangong Ye sighed upon hearing this, "I never expected that you, young master, would have a godmother. According to you, Jiang Hongyue has been gone from you for half a year. It's clear that she must have carefully investigated the true state of the palace during this time. Now that she has chosen to make her move, she must be quite confident. The other one... should be Empress Dowager Xiao."

Chen Mo: "Does Xiao Ye know the extent of Empress Dowager Xiao's power?"

Nangong Ye shook her head: "I rarely enter the palace. Even when I have, Empress Dowager Xiao, who rules from behind a curtain, only ever hides there. I can't see her face. But... Empress Dowager Xiao, a mere woman, is able to control the Great Qian Empire and intimidate all the officials. She must be very shrewd. In this duel between the two, it's hard to say who will prevail."

Just then, the houses near the street opened their doors, and many people ran out to see what was happening.

They didn't understand the situation and assumed that something major had happened in the palace.

"Could someone be attacking the palace?"

"Who is so audacious as to attack the palace? Don't they have a death wish?"

"I've long heard that there are martial arts masters guarding the palace; this thief is doomed."

"That's for sure. The Empress Dowager has ruled from behind the curtain for seventy years, and the capital has always been peaceful. Such a terrible thing has never happened before. Today is really strange."

"..."

Upon seeing this, many patrolling soldiers in the distance perked up, grabbed their weapons, and rushed towards the palace.

"Something's happened at the palace! Go quickly and protect the emperor!"

"Quickly, hurry to the palace to protect the emperor."

Crash.

Rows of soldiers in military uniforms rushed toward the palace.

Before long, more and more soldiers gathered, and a commander-in-chief emerged.

The patrol battalions and imperial guards were all mobilized, filing towards the palace from all directions.

Seeing this, and witnessing the two streaks of light above the palace locked in a fierce battle, unleashing terrifying energy shockwaves, Chen Mo realized that his godmother was unlikely to gain the upper hand anytime soon.

If countless people were to rush to the rescue, my godmother's situation would likely become even more dangerous.

Just then, Nangong Ye grabbed Chen Mo's hand. "You don't want to help, do you? This level of battle is beyond your capabilities, let alone you, young master. Even I can't get involved. Don't worry, young master. Martial arts masters have opened their domains, similar to ghost realms. Ordinary people can't get close. It's not about having more people. As long as a second martial arts master doesn't appear in the palace, they won't threaten your godmother."

call.

Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief, "I hope so..."

The words are not finished yet.

Suddenly, another stream of black light and thick smoke emerged from the direction of the palace, soaring hundreds of meters into the sky and crushing and entangling with the red light.

Chen Mo's pupils shrank immediately: "Another martial arts master has emerged in the palace, and they're joining forces to deal with my godmother."

Nangong Ye was also shocked. "Logically speaking, martial arts grandmasters are extremely rare. There aren't many in the entire Great Qian Dynasty. I never expected that there would be a martial arts grandmaster in the palace besides Empress Dowager Xiao."

Chen Mo's heart suddenly raced. "Does Xiao Ye know who it is?"

Nangong Ye shook his head: "Could it be His Majesty? Or perhaps another contingency plan arranged by Empress Dowager Xiao?"

brush.

Chen Mo could no longer remain calm. He immediately jumped to the highest rooftop for a better view, gazing at the distant palace.

Although his godmother's resurrection also brought the demonic fetus back to life, leaving Chen Mo constantly uneasy, his godmother was generally a good person to him. She had also said that after fulfilling her wishes, she would return to find him and take the demonic fetus with her into the underworld.

Chen Mo is not someone who cannot distinguish right from wrong.

Too far away, Chen Mo couldn't hear the sounds coming from the direction of the palace, but seeing the red light begin to fade, he could tell that Jiang Hongyue was in a very bad situation and was probably in grave danger.

Nangong Ye followed Chen Mo to his side, wanting to say a few words of comfort, but didn't know how to begin.

This happened extremely suddenly; even Nangong Ye, the head of the Demon Suppression Division, was completely unaware of it beforehand. Moreover, the current situation shows that the red light is indeed very ominous.

After a long time, Chen Mo saw the red light begin to recede and frantically flee towards the outside of the palace.

Chen Moxin's heart was in his throat, secretly hoping that the red light would escape the palace.

Once you leave the palace, you'll be much safer.

Moreover, Chen Mo was hoping to see his godmother again and ask her for advice on dealing with the demonic fetus. It was better than figuring it out on his own.

Before long, the red light had reached the edge of the palace.

suddenly--

Two more black streaks of light appeared, abruptly blocking the red light.

Four black streaks of light were tightly entangled with the red light.

The red light was no longer as bright as it had been at the beginning, gradually dimming. Its attempts to break through the palace were all blocked by the black stream of light. It seemed it was about to be extinguished.

Nangong Ye was secretly shocked and murmured, "I never expected that there would be four martial arts grandmasters hidden in the palace. Such strength is too terrifying. I originally thought that Empress Dowager Xiao was the only grandmaster in the palace."

Chen Mo stared intently ahead, not saying a word.

At last.

The red light was completely suppressed by the four beams of black light.

Calmness returned to the skies above the palace.

Countless torches flickered, but soon even those lights went out.

Chen Mo knew that the situation had calmed down.

I'm afraid Empress Xiao will win a great victory.

The cold night wind blew over, brushing against Chen Mo's face and ruffling his robes.

He felt unusually cold.

My heart was pounding.

I fear that something terrible has happened to my godmother.

A significant reason for my trip to the capital to seek employment was to see my godmother again, and perhaps see if she would give me any treasures. Also, I wanted her help in resolving the matter of the demonic fetus.

If his godmother were to die because of this... Chen Mo didn't dare to think about it.

This palace is just too terrifying.

Nangong Ye didn't say anything, just stood quietly to the side, holding Chen Mo's hand tightly.

After a long while, everything in the capital returned to normal. The people who had come to watch the spectacle returned home and closed their gates. The magnificent capital city was once again peaceful, as if nothing had happened.

Only Chen Mo and Nangong Ye remained, standing quietly on the roof tiles.

Chen Mo felt as if he had lost someone important. It took him a while to come to his senses, and he let out a long sigh, "Xiao Ye, let's continue to the Jiang family."

Ok.

Nangong Ye nodded in agreement, pulled Chen Mo to the ground, and walked towards the back gate of the Jiang residence, comforting him, "Young master, there's no need to be so discouraged. I think Jiang Hongyue has the ability to create dreams and has mastered the power of the mirror. She has also retrieved the Red Moon Essence. She might still be able to escape."

Chen Mo said, "I hope so," but his heart was filled with despair.

My godmother is indeed incredibly powerful, but Empress Dowager Xiao is no pushover either. After plotting in the capital for over a century, she mobilized four martial arts grandmasters in an instant. With such a fierce hunt, my godmother's chances of survival are slim.

Before long, the two arrived at the back gate of the Jiang residence.

Nangong Ye knocked on the door.

The maid who opened the door was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She had her hair tied in two buns and wore a pink silk skirt. She was quite pretty. Perhaps because the palace had caused such a stir, the maid was full of energy and showed no signs of the drowsiness that often accompanies the night.

Upon seeing Nangong Ye, the maid was quite surprised and quickly bowed, saying, "Lord Nangong, what brings you here so late at night?"

Nangong Ye clearly recognized the maid. "Xiao Yuan, I have urgent business with the Empress. Is she inside?"

Xiao Yuan nodded: "Yes. Please come with me, sir."

Chen Mo followed him through the gate, passed through a large courtyard, and after many twists and turns, arrived at the ancestral hall of the Jiang family.

It was quiet outside the ancestral hall; all the lights were off. We didn't see many people along the way.

A young woman in a green robe stood guard at the entrance of the ancestral hall. She was dressed elegantly and possessed an extraordinary air; she was clearly a palace maid. Upon seeing Nangong Ye, the young woman bowed and said, "Lord Nangong."

Nangong Ye spoke directly: "Qingluo, is Her Majesty inside?"

The woman named Qingluo curtsied and said, "It's inside. Please go in, sir."

"Young Master, let's go." Nangong Ye grabbed Chen Mo's hand and entered the ancestral hall.

Inside was a very grand courtyard with two tall Bodhi trees and large incense burners and statues on either side. At the far end, the ancestral hall was lit up, and in the distance, one could see a woman in a golden phoenix robe kneeling on a prayer mat in front of the statue, her hands clasped together, sincerely praying something.

Chen Mo guessed that this woman must be the current Empress.

From behind, she was a very slender woman with an extraordinary, noble, and elegant demeanor, exuding the air of an empress.

Nangong Ye pulled Chen Mo into the ancestral hall, disregarding all formalities and formalities, and directly addressed him as "Your Majesty."

Hearing the familiar voice, the woman in the phoenix robe immediately turned around, revealing a beautiful and refined face with a smile on her lips.

"Sister Nangong, what brings you here so late at night?"

Nangong Ye released Chen Mo's hand and bowed to the woman in the phoenix robe: "I'm sorry to bother you so late at night, but I have something important to ask of Your Highness."

The woman in the phoenix robe stood up, walked to Nangong Ye, took her hands, and said affectionately, "We've been sisters for many years, so saying such things would seem too formal. I'm here to pray for blessings and have dismissed all outsiders. Sister Nangong, just say what you have to say."

Nangong Ye looked around and then recounted Chen Mo's discoveries at the Baiyue Sect's outpost and the events at the Wei State Duke's mansion. "Your Majesty rarely leaves the palace. I was wondering if Your Majesty could visit the Wei State Duke's mansion late at night to investigate. That fetus born from a corpse is likely intended for the leader of the Baiyue Sect. If we can follow the clues to find the leader, then eradicating this cancerous tumor of the Baiyue Sect will be just around the corner."

Empress Jiang Yan sized up Chen Mo for a while, then looked at Nangong Ye beside her and smiled, "Young Master Chen Mo is quite fortunate to have won the favor of my sister. This time, it is all thanks to you for following the clues and finding the Duke of Wei's mansion. This matter concerns the safety of the capital, and as the Empress, I naturally have an inescapable duty. You all wait here, I will go to the Duke of Wei's mansion late tonight."

Nangong Ye thanked her and said, "Coming to your door so late at night might easily arouse the suspicion of the Duke of Wei. Your Highness needs to find a pretext."

Jiang Yan replied readily, "That's alright. I've been away from the palace for many days, and I'm afraid the Empress Dowager will send someone to urge me to return tomorrow. Tonight, I'll use the excuse of visiting my younger sister to pay my respects. I think the Duke of Wei won't think much of it."

Chen Mo felt a slight sense of admiration. Although Jiang Yan was a woman and looked delicate, she was incredibly decisive and efficient when it came to getting things done.

At this moment, Jiang Yan spoke up: "However, I have never met that servant. I would like to ask Young Master Chen Mo to draw a portrait of the servant. Of course, if Young Master Chen Mo trusts me, he can also transfer that memory to me. This would be more convenient and accurate."

The golden ghost possesses the ability to transfer memories. It's not difficult for it to transfer a fragment of its own memories to someone else.

Moreover, with Chen Mo now a Qinggui, this matter is even easier.

Without saying much, Chen Mo transferred the memory of meeting the attendant in the temple to the Empress.

After absorbing the memories, Jiang Yan said, "I understand. Sister Nangong, please wait here. I'll be right back."

After saying that, Jiang Yan walked out of the ancestral hall and said to the maid Qingluo, "Qingluo, you will come with me to the Duke of Wei's mansion. If I don't bring you with me, the Duke of Wei will become suspicious."

The two left shortly afterward.

In the vast ancestral hall, only Chen Mo and Nangong Ye remained.

While waiting, Chen Mo took a look at the Jiang family's ancestral hall.

Since Chen Mo had seen Jiang Hongyue's memories long ago, he knew what the Jiang family ancestral hall looked like. Now, a hundred years later, the Jiang family ancestral hall has not changed much. All the displays have maintained their original arrangements.

The only difference is that the image of the deity behind the altar has changed.

It is no longer the Red Moon Mirror.

Or is it a ship?
Can a ship become the Dharma form of a top-tier demon-suppressing family in the Great Qian Dynasty?
Chen Mo became increasingly curious as he looked at the boat. "Xiao Ye, do you know what this boat symbolizes?"

Nangong Ye shook her head: "This is also my first time visiting the Jiang family's ancestral hall. I suppose that after the Red Moon Mirror was absorbed by Jiang Hongyue, the Jiang family found another deity to serve as their ancestral master."

Chen Mo: "At the level of the Jiang family, is it still necessary to worship gods and deities?"

Ordinary noble families need to rely on symbiotic blood to maintain the power of their bloodline; otherwise, it would be impossible for them to reach the fifth level of advancement.

However, the Jiang family remains one of the four most prestigious families in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Do we still need this?

Nangong Ye said, "Ordinary deities are certainly not worthy of the Jiang family's attention. This ship must have an extraordinary origin."

Chen Mo nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Knowing that his godmother was from the Jiang family, he simply lit three incense sticks and bowed to the image of the boat on the shrine. He considered it as offering incense on behalf of his godmother.

But the moment he knelt down, Chen Mo was shocked to discover that the red moonlight within his body had somehow formed a strange connection with the ship.

Ok?
Chen Mo paused for a moment, then looked up and continued to look. He saw that the ship was not moving at all, as if nothing had happened.

Upon further introspection, it was discovered that this sensation had also disappeared.

It's as if everything that just happened was an illusion.

Chen Mo felt curious but didn't think much of it. He then followed Nangong Ye to a bench and sat down quietly to wait.

As dawn broke.

Jiang Yan rushed back.

Nangong Ye immediately stood up. "Your Highness has gone to great lengths. Is that servant at the Duke of Wei's residence?"

Jiang Yan nodded: "I have seen that servant. Just as Young Master Chen Mo said, this matter does indeed involve the Duke of Wei."

Chen Mo asked, "May I ask Your Majesty, has the identity of the Moon Worship Cult Leader been discovered?"

Jiang Yan nodded; "I roughly know who it is."

Nangong Ye: "Who?"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

P.S.: After two months of writing 20,000 words a day, I'm completely exhausted, both physically and mentally. I can't keep going any further, so I'll stop at 10,000 words a day for now. Also, this book is nearing its final stages, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to write, as I have to consider all sorts of plot threads. I will try my best to give it a great ending. Please vote for me!

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