Xie Lian hadn't felt this creepy in hundreds of years.
When Mei Nianqing said Bai Wuxiang was right in front of him, his first reaction was himself, but he forgot that besides himself, there was also Jun Wu standing in front of Mei Nianqing!
However, he had never considered this person, so the sudden realization sent a chill down his spine. Xie Lian struggled, but the hand's strength was immense, holding him firmly, preventing him from moving. He couldn't help but exclaim, "You...your face..."
Jun Wu sounded unconcerned, as if he had just noticed a minor mistake. "Ah, I was careless and let them out again," he said.
Xie Lian felt another sharp pain in his wrist, and finally he could no longer hold the hilt of the sword and let it go.
The long sword fell to the ground, making a clear clang in the hall. However, it was too late.
There were already many priests nearby, and like him, they saw the horrifying face reflected in the red mirror!
A deathly silence fell over the hall. Almost all the priests were stunned. This included Feng Xin, who stood closest and had a clear view. Mei Nianqing seized the opportunity to free himself from his grasp, snatched up the red mirror from the ground, and held it up in front of Jun Wu. "Everyone, look carefully! Look at the face of this man standing here!"
The Martial Gods were the first to react. Pei Ming drew his sword and shouted, "Who are you?!"
The priests standing in the distance were still confused and asked, "What's going on?" "Who is General Pei asking?" "Why is he pointing a sword at the Emperor?"
Mei Nianqing stared at Jun Wu intently and said word by word: "He is Bai Wuxiang!"
Mu Qing was stunned and asked, "How could he be Bai Wuxiang? Bai Wuxiang pretending to be the Emperor?! Then where is the real Emperor?"
Xie Lian wondered if he'd been replaced, but when had it started? Why hadn't he noticed anything? The Emperor Shenwu wasn't the low-key, elusive geomancer. There was no way he'd been impersonated, and yet no one in the entire Upper Heavenly Court had noticed!
Mei Nianqing was about to speak, but Jun Wu raised his other hand and sighed, "You disappoint me again."
Mei Nianqing's face changed drastically, as if someone had suddenly grabbed his throat. Lang Qianqiu raised his heavy sword and slashed it with a whoosh. Jun Wu glanced back and saw Lang Qianqiu flying backwards.
The next moment, Pei Ming, Lang Qianqiu, Feng Xin, Mu Qing, Quan Yizhen, and almost all the martial gods in the Shenwu Hall surrounded him.
However, after an incense stick of time, Jun Wu still had one hand grasping Xie Lian's wrist, and all the martial gods who had just surrounded him fell down.
In the main hall, a scattering of fallen Martial Gods lay scattered about, all powerless. Only Jun Wu and Xie Lian remained standing. Mu Qing spat out a mouthful of blood and angrily shouted at the frozen Xie Lian, "Move! What are you standing there for?! Are you waiting to die?"
But he didn't know that Xie Lian didn't want to move, he simply couldn't move!
Jun Wu only had one hand on him, and he felt that even if he bent his fingers even slightly, he would be noticed and immediately cut off, let alone fighting back! No matter where you look, the best option is not to act rashly!
This is the number one martial god in the three realms!
The outermost priests scattered in panic, and after a while, they finally remembered to flee. With pale faces, they rushed out of the Shenwu Hall. However, just as they reached the door, the magnificent twelve-layered doors suddenly slammed shut. They knocked on the door in vain. Nearly a hundred priests in the hall were either unable to leave or unable to stand. It was truly a state of chaos. Mei Nianqing's body was pulled forward by an invisible force. Jun Wu grabbed his collar and said with a smile, "Do you think that if you suddenly change your mind and tell so many people, I will be helpless? Do you think that if they know and unite to threaten me? I can wipe them all out with one hand."
It seems Jun Wu brought Mei Nianqing up here not simply to allow Xie Lian and Hua Cheng to say goodbye. He had confessed or threatened Mei Nianqing along the way, so he felt comfortable interrogating him in the Divine Martial Hall. But who knew that at the last moment, Mei Nianqing changed his mind. He grabbed Jun Wu's sleeve with both hands and shouted at Xie Lian, "Your Highness, leave! He's crazy!"
Xie Lian said, “National Master!”
The next moment, Mei Nianqing was speechless, as if something was strangling him. But he had been covering his neck during the piercings, so Xie Lian couldn't see what was happening to his throat. Jun Wu sighed, "Fool, you're pushing them into the fire. Originally, it was none of their business, but now, no one here will ever leave this Immortal Capital alive."
It was urgent, so Xie Lian immediately communicated with the spirit world: "Sanlang!"
He had never recited Hua Cheng's spiritual password on his own initiative, but at this extremely critical moment, he didn't care about being embarrassed at all. He recited it silently in his heart several times, but there was dead silence on the other side, with no response.
This feeling of having my spiritual communication completely blocked is exactly the same as when I was in Tonglu Mountain!
Jun Wu saw through his thoughts immediately and said, "Don't try. If I don't allow you, you won't be able to pass."
Xianjing was originally built on Jun Wu's magical power. This was his territory, he was the most powerful, and of course he could do whatever he pleased. In other words, now, the entire Upper Heaven, the entire Xianjing, was completely isolated from the rest of the world. It was truly a case of "calling to heaven, no one answered; calling to earth, no one responded"!
Suddenly, the doors of the Shenwu Hall flew open. The priests, invigorated, rushed forward in ecstasy, only to be stunned when they saw the entrance. Standing outside the hall was a tall, black-clad man with a menacing aura, blocking their path. It was Lingwen, the Jinyixian Immortal!
The priests were at a loss as to what to do, but then they saw Ling Wen walk into the hall, kneel on one knee before Jun Wu, and say respectfully, "Emperor."
Jun Wu said: "Get up and do your work. You know how to handle it."
Lingwen nodded and smiled, "Of course I understand."
Mu Qing struggled to stand up with the help of the wall, and was surprised to see this: "Isn't Lingwen still hiding in Tonglu Mountain?"
Jun Wu said, "That's right. However, I think Ling Wen is very useful, more useful than most priests. He is a rare talent. After all, he only made a minor mistake, so I recruited him back."
Honestly, compared to the White-robed disaster, Lingwen's Jinyixian mistake was a "trivial little mistake." Now, Lingwen and Jinyixian were both subordinates of this "Junwu." At this moment, a white shadow flashed, and another creature scurried in, sidling up to Junwu's feet and rubbing his boots affectionately. Feng Xin took one look and shouted angrily, "What are you doing? Come back!"
That thing was none other than the fetal spirit. Far from obeying its father, it spitted blood at him viciously. Feng Xin had just been beaten to the point of vomiting blood and unable to get up, and now his own son was clinging to the thigh of the enemy who had injured him. He couldn't figure out who was the father, and he was so angry he wanted to vomit another pound of blood. Then, another line of expressionless martial priests rushed in.
These martial priests were all appointed by Jun Wu and only ever took orders from him. Ling Wen, receiving Jun Wu's instructions, said, "Take each priest back to their respective halls and keep them under close watch."
Pei Ming was sitting nearby, his expression complicated as he said, "Lingwen, you really have no conscience."
Lingwen patted his shoulder and said, "I have no conscience. Didn't you know that the first day you met me? How about joining us? You're always welcome."
Pei Ming laughed dryly a few times and said nothing.
Xie Lian once again received special treatment, and Jun Wu personally escorted him to Xianle Palace. Jun Wu said, "Let's go."
Xie Lian glanced back at Mei Nianqing. What was going on? Who were you? What did you want to do? Who was this person? Was it Jun Wu or Bai Wuxiang? What did he want?
He had so many questions he wanted to ask, and he had to ask them in private, in detail. Only Mei Nianqing could answer these questions. But Jun Wu would never give him this opportunity.
As Xie Lian stepped out of the Divine Martial Hall, he was slightly startled. On the streets of Xianjing, the sky was gloomy, the clouds shifting erratically and ever-changing, a stark contrast to the usual bright and glorious scene. Only the Divine Martial Hall's martial priests, under Jun Wu's command, remained as normal, escorting the various priests back to their respective halls. The atmosphere seemed bleak and uneasy. Meanwhile, the lesser priests, who had been in a hurry, were now stumbling to the ground, unconscious.
Needless to say, it must have been Jun Wu who had done this. From a distance, a bell rang, "Dang-dang--." Apparently, there was something wrong with the bell.
The two of them walked slowly along Xianjing Street toward Xianle Palace. On the way, Xie Lian frantically contemplated a plan to escape, but strength was always superior to skill. All his clever schemes were useless against Jun Wu's sheer might. Furthermore, Jun Wu wasn't just about force; he could always see through Xie Lian's thoughts.
Entering Xianle Palace, Xie Lian still hadn't come up with any solution. He thought to himself, "That's all. It's okay if I can't think of a solution. As long as he doesn't communicate with Huacheng for a while, Huacheng will definitely notice. As long as things don't become irreversible before then, it's fine." Unexpectedly, after closing the door, Jun Wu suddenly asked, "Are you thinking about Blood Rain Visiting Flowers?"
“…”
Jun Wu's words suddenly made him feel a palpitation, and his heart began to pound wildly.
Xie Lian didn't know how to answer. "Yes"? Would Jun Wu harm Hua Cheng? "No"? Jun Wu might not believe it.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Jun Wu smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know you must be thinking about him. You really want to communicate with him."
The tone he used when speaking to Xie Lian was the same as before: gentle, tolerant, steady, and reliable, without any change. But the more he spoke like this, the more confused and terrified Xie Lian became.
Then Jun Wu said, "If you really want to, then you can communicate with him and talk to him."
“…”
He guessed what Xie Lian was thinking when he walked in. He knew it all!
Jun Wu smiled unwaveringly and said, "Xianle, you know what to say. Just tell him not to worry too much. Your Blood Rain Scholar will surely be happy that you went to him for spiritual communication."
As he spoke, he placed a hand on Xie Lian's shoulder. Xie Lian felt a subtle ripple, knowing that Jun Wu had used some magic to detect the contents of his spiritual communication. Even if he didn't speak it out loud, he could still hear it. Xie Lian naturally understood what Jun Wu wanted to hear.
After a pause, he gritted his teeth and recited Hua Cheng's spiritual command.
Jun Wu seemed amused by the command and even smiled. Xie Lian, however, was in no mood for embarrassment or shyness. Almost instantly, Hua Cheng's voice rang in Xie Lian's ears. He sighed, "Brother, brother, after all this time, you finally remembered me, San Lang."
Xie Lian locked eyes with Jun Wu. He said, "Sanlang, I've only been gone for less than an hour."
Hua Cheng said, "In my opinion, the key is 'leaving', not 'one hour'. Even if it's just a moment, it's still leaving."
Jun Wuke is right next to him, listening!
Despite the apparent danger, Xie Lian still felt genuinely embarrassed. Jun Wu said, "It's a shame he'll have to wait longer than an hour. Go on. Tell him he can't see you until the vengeful spirit is dealt with. Don't beat around the bush; I can hear everything."
After dealing with the vengeful spirits, that would be seven days and seven nights. After a pause, Xie Lian said, "You can't even wait an hour. What if it takes me a long time this time?"
Hua Cheng said, "Did Jun Wu give you a lot of tasks?"
Xie Lian said, “Yes.”
Hua Cheng said, "Let me help you."
Jun Wu said, "Tell him that after you complete this mission, I will grant you three years of leisure."
Xie Lian said, “No need. Sanlang, you’ve already been a great help by helping me guard that formation. Let me handle the rest. The Emperor has already said that after completing these many missions, I’ll have three years of leisure and will not have to do anything else.”
Hua Chengdao: "Only three years?"
Xie Lian said, "Isn't three years a long time? It's already a small sweet treat."
"Okay. But—"
He said slowly: "Brother, this is your sweet treat, what about mine?"
The author has something to say: Will Hua Zong notice something's amiss? Will Jun Wu notice something's amiss in this conversation?! Tune in tomorrow for the next episode of "The Pure Prince and the Enchanting Concubine"!
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