After I stopped trying, a rich woman trained me into a demon emperor.

When Zhou Ran entered the main hall, Ming Cang had already dragged the three divine messengers up from the dungeon.

The three of them lay prone on the stone slab in the center of the hall, their skin glowing with a blackish-gold light.

Imperial patterns seeped out from the gaps in each vertebra, condensing into densely packed characters that hovered in mid-air, constantly pulsating.

Mingcang squatted to the side, pen between his teeth, copying on the parchment with both hands at the same time.

He copied the characters from the first divine messenger with his right hand, the second with his left, and laid the third piece of paper on his knee, tracing them upwards with his toes holding the pen tip between his fingers.

Zhou Ran pulled him up from the ground.

"Can you even read something written with your feet?"

Mingcang spat out the pen from his mouth and wiped the ink off his face.

"I don't have enough hands, so I'll just have to make do."

The Emperor will hear the conclusion first.

He unfolded the first parchment, the ink on it still not completely dry.

"In the first round of inspections by the Imperial Court, a total of three actions by the Imperial Prince in the Sixth Heaven were investigated."

Mingcang's finger touched the first line of text.

"The first issue concerns the scope of application of the name-erasing order."

The Imperial Court originally authorized the Imperial Son to deal with only the forces within the Sixth Heaven.

The imperial prince has overstepped his authority by pointing the banner of name-erasing at Earth.

Zhou Ran tapped the hilt of the Taihuang Black Blade in front of his knee lightly with his fingers.

"The second issue is the locking behavior of the Blue Star coordinates."

The Imperial Court only authorized the Imperial Son to explore the location of the forbidden object, but did not approve his public depiction of the entire planet.

The large banner had seven coordinates written on it, each one constituting a violation of regulations.

The ghost warehouse turned to the second page.

"The third issue is that the impact of the rules that came into play was too widespread."

The 120,000 troops across the four regions suffered losses, with casualties far exceeding the Imperial Court's permitted limit for incidental losses.

These three violations were all aimed at the very heart of the emperor's son.

Qin San stood by the door, leaning on his knife, his mouth half-open.

Gu Ji leaned against the pillar, his eyes wide open like bells.

Zhou Ran leaned back in his chair, a slight smile playing on his lips, almost imperceptible.

The imperial prince caused chaos and destruction in the Sixth Heaven, but when he turned around, his own superiors were investigating his affairs.

"Is there any more?"

Mingcang swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva and unfolded the third parchment.

"have.

At the end of the acceptance report, Imperial Court included a separate appendix containing case files.

He lowered his voice considerably.

"The Moon Emperor's unauthorized intervention in the war in the Six Heavens and the destruction of the Name-erasing Banner by the Silver Light Spear are confirmed actions."

The Imperial Court has designated this as a separate case, pending the completion of the Imperial Prince's inspection and review, after which a similar investigation will be conducted on the Moon Emperor.

No one spoke in the hall, and Huanyin walked in through the side door.

She changed out of her dark red dress and into a clean outfit, and her hair was tied up in a loose bun again.

She stopped beside the long table, a glint of light flashing in her dark red eyes.

"Even the Moon Emperor will be investigated."

Bloodlust entered from the other side, carrying a long spear.

Her walking posture was different from usual; her right hand unconsciously pressed on the area above her collarbone, where the imperial blood mark was located.

The dark gold seal had only been branded for less than half an hour, and the heat hadn't completely subsided yet.

"What does investigating her have to do with us?"

"It's a big deal."

Zhou Ran opened the blank page of the military register and dipped his pen in ink.

"I promised to provide the Moon Emperor with real-time intelligence on the Imperial Court's acceptance process."

The Imperial Court not only wanted to investigate the Imperial Prince, but after that, they would immediately investigate her. She was more anxious than anyone else present.

Huan Yin's lips curved into a smile.

"You want to raise the price."

No price increase.

Let's try a different way of collecting money.

Zhou Ran finished writing a line and pushed it in front of Ming Cang.

Mingcang glanced at it, and both of his eyelids twitched violently at the same time.

The paper contained eight characters: "The Moon Road will be reopened for the second time; the timing will be determined by this Emperor."

In order to prepare for the investigation, the Moon Emperor had to take this pill.

She had no other way to obtain internal information about the Imperial Court; in the entire Sixth Heaven, only the three Imperial Marks in Zhou Ran's possession could intercept signals.

Seller's market.

Mingcang sent the information out through Yue Zhao's secret channels, and the reply came very quickly.

Silver lettering appeared on the last page of the military register, with two more characters than before.

"Agreed, when?"

With just four words, the Moon Emperor didn't even try to bargain.

Zhou Ran entered the silver lettering into the bottom page of the military register for archiving, without rushing to set a time.

He turned his head to look at Qin San.

"Burial Plains."

Qin San walked up from the doorway. His new skeletal structure, spurred by the Domain Heart Pill, made him look much stronger than before.

He placed a hidden poison next to the military register.

"I followed them for two days."

The moment the Imperial Court's signal arrived, the fragment of the Imperial Son in his hand lit up simultaneously.

Zhou Ran narrowed his eyes.

"Not synchronous reception."

Qin San added a sentence.

"It's resonance at the same frequency."

The fluctuations on the fragments were exactly the same as the imperial markings on the three divine envoys.

The fragments of armor that shattered when the imperial prince arrived should theoretically be nothing more than scrap and debris.

The waste will not resonate with the Imperial Court's communication system.

Unless that fragment itself was a product of the Imperial Court.

"He is not one of the Emperor's men."

Zhou Ran put the image of the Dark Gu into the bottom page of the military register.

Qin San's eyebrows furrowed.

"He is a member of the Imperial Court."

Mingcang's pen holder fell onto the stone slab.

Huan Yin crossed her arms, and the light in her dark red eyes dimmed.

The butt of the Bloodthirsty Gun struck the ground, leaving a dent about the depth of a thumb.

Jiuyou's voice came from the darkest corner behind the hall; no one noticed when she arrived.

"It existed 30,000 years ago."

Everyone turned their heads.

Jiuyou stood barefoot on the stone slab, her black dress flowing down her back, her face as white as paper.

She walked up to the military register, extended a finger, and pointed to Zangyuan's name in the military roster.

"When Ye Futian was alive, I saw similar signal remnants at the bottom of the old files in the black coffin."

The Imperial Court has long maintained observers in various regions. They neither interfere nor relay messages; they simply observe, and only issue a signal when the time is right.

Zhou Ran's eyes fell on her fingers.

"You knew all along that the Imperial Court had pawns?"

Jiuyou withdrew his finger.

"I don't know which one it is, but I know it's on the chessboard."

Before Ye Futian died, he left behind a single sentence.

The Emperor's eyes never close; the only thing you can do is let it see what you want it to see.

There was a pause of three breaths inside the hall.

Zhou Ran turned to the page of the military register that was about burial ground.

The pale gold military identification characters shone steadily and brightly.

"The Imperial Court buried a pair of eyes in the Sixth Heaven."

These eyes are recorded in my military register, they eat the rations I provide, and they walk the roads I pave.

He closed the military register.

"Then it is my eye."

The characters written by Mingcang looked like earthworms crawling.

"The intelligence obtained from the Imperial Court's inspection was intercepted through the Imperial Mark. I used it to feed the Moon Emperor and earn the Moon Path."

Zhou Ran tapped the cover of the military register with his finger.

"As for Zangyuan, he has been watching me for half a year. It's time for me to let him watch something."

Mingcang shuddered.

"What does Your Majesty mean?"

"Don't arrest. Don't beat. Don't drive them away."

The ancient inscription on Zhou Ran's left wrist was still warm, and he pressed his arm on his knee.

"Let him keep watching. I will decide what he can see."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Gu Ji stepped in from outside the hall.

The bandage on his back was still soaked with blood, but his steps were burning fast.

"My lord! The Burial Ground has moved!"

Zhou Ran looked up.

"He just buried that fragment of the imperial prince under the third section of the roadbed along the eastern supply route. The moment the fragment hit the ground—"

Gu Ji's throat tightened.

"The entire geological ley lines along the eastern grain transport route lit up."