Chapter 666: Who to Tell
Seven Star Hall, top of Xuanyuan Tower.
Yun Qingqing sat cross-legged in the spirit gathering formation in the center of the tower, with her hands forming seals.
The white-haired man outside the formation had picturesque features but a solemn expression. A faint light appeared on his palm, attracting a ray of spiritual power, which urged a spiritual bead suspended on the top of the tower to slowly rotate.
Strands of light golden spiritual energy fell down, like trickles flowing into Yun Qingqing's dry sea of energy.
After a long time, the array patterns gradually disappeared. Yun Qingqing stopped, slowly exhaled, and opened his eyes.
The power of vows collected in the Valley of Strange Beasts in Changliu Mountain had almost filled up the Qi Sea after being refined, and it was completely consumed when dealing with the Heavenly Disaster in Dijing.
Now the naturally growing wish power is far from enough, and even with the replenishment from the Xuanyuan Tower, it has only recovered 10%.
"Why did you stop, Master? This amount of spiritual power is far from enough."
Ji Wujiang did not take back the spirit core of Xuanyuan Tower and looked at her with some concern.
"It's all right now. It's not easy for Xuanyuan Tower to accumulate spiritual power over a thousand years. You can still use it when you improve your realm in the future."
Yun Qingqing stood up and waved his hand gently, and the spirit core floated back to him by itself.
Ji Wujiang had no choice but to take back his spirit core, but was slightly stunned when he heard the second half of the sentence.
"Improve your realm..." His eyes dimmed and he swallowed the words he had not said.
Under the current circumstances, there is no need to speak out about my own affairs and cause trouble to my master.
Yun Qingqing had seen through his thoughts and smiled slightly:
"What if I tell you that you still have a way to continue practicing?"
Ji Wujiang raised his head suddenly, his silver hair fluttering in the night wind: "My Lord, are you serious?"
Yun Qingqing raised his hand and shot a curtain of light into the air. Ji Wujiang looked up and saw the shadow of a tower towering into the clouds.
"This is..." He widened his eyes subconsciously.
Yun Qingqing nodded:
"This is the true form of Xuanyuan Tower, with eighty-one floors in total."
Yun Qingqing lightly tapped with her fingertips, and the shadow of the tower in the light curtain began to peel off layer by layer.
"The nine-story tower you see now is just the tip of the iceberg. Ji Xuanyuan at that time only comprehended the thirty-sixth level."
Ji Wujiang's pupils trembled as he looked at the tower shadow that stretched across the sky and the earth, his Adam's apple moving slightly:
"The Lord's intention is..."
Yun Qingqing raised her hand to wave away the light curtain, then turned to look at him:
"You have made a death contract with this Xuanyuan Tower and can never leave the tower, but this does not restrict your own practice. From today on, I will teach you the real way to control the tower."
A ball of light condensed from her fingertips and she gently touched Ji Wujiang's forehead.
Ji Wujiang's eyes were blank for a moment, then he regained clarity, and the spirit core in his hand suddenly made a buzzing sound.
He looked down and saw that the extremely familiar spirit core had unprecedented tiny golden lines inside.
"This is the secret of the first eighteen floors of Xuanyuan Tower. Every time you comprehend a level, you will be able to control a little more of the tower's power." Yun Qingqing said, "Once you comprehend all of this, the evil power suppressed under the West Mountain will also be completely resolved."
Ji Wujiang trembled all over and looked at her blankly:
"You...already know everything..."
Yun Qingqing nodded, looking past him to the distant mountains outside the window:
"That great demon has done a lot of good deeds and must have saved countless people. He has been suppressed for so many years, it's time for him to see the light of day again."
Ji Wujiang's eyes suddenly turned red, and he knelt down with his knees bent:
"Thank you, Lord!"
Yun Qingqing stepped forward to help him up and said softly:
"You don't have to thank me so quickly. Even though you have the mental method now, this Xuanyuan Tower is not so easy to comprehend. Remember not to rush for success. Otherwise, if you go astray, you will not only hurt yourself, but also implicate the person you want to save."
Ji Wujiang took a deep breath and suppressed the surging emotions in his heart: "Disciple will follow the master's teachings!"
After Yun Qingqing left.
Ji Wujiang held the spirit core in his hand and slowly walked to the window, staring at a corner of the mountains in the distance, his snow-white long hair fluttering slightly in the breeze.
"It's been one hundred and seventy years... I never thought I'd have the chance to meet you again in this lifetime..."
"Achi, wait for me..."
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Yun Qingqing returned to the palace through the teleportation array. Two days had passed since she started her retreat.
Xiao Changheng was not in the palace.
To be precise, he has never returned since he left that day.
"Your Highness, the coronation ceremony will be held tomorrow. The prince has been busy with this matter and has been staying in the palace for the past few days." The guard of the palace reported.
Yun Qingqing nodded:
"Is Nanzheng here? If he is, ask him to come and see me."
"Lord Nan is at home right now. I will go and call him over."
Not long after the guards left, Nan Zheng hurried over with a complicated expression.
"Princess, you're looking for me?"
As the regent's confidant, it was Nan Zheng who was responsible for blocking the news of that day, so he was one of the very few people who knew about it.
It was shocking enough that the princess killed the emperor with her own hands.
What is even more shocking is that the emperor is the culprit behind the Emperor Jing Tiansha Disaster.
Nan Zheng didn't know what to say and could only feel sorry for his master in silence.
Yun Qingqing was silent for a moment, then asked softly:
"Is he okay these days?"
Nan Zheng knew exactly what she was asking and sighed:
"The prince seems to be doing fine, and nothing has been delayed. However... when there is nothing to do, he won't say a word and often stares blankly."
Yun Qingqing looked gloomy. After pondering for a moment, he slowly stretched out his hand. In his palm was a small bead glowing white, but it was impossible to tell what material it was made of.
Nan Zheng looked at the bead and said hesitantly:
"This is……"
Yun Qingqing handed the beads to him and said softly:
"I have some important matters to attend to. I will be away for a while. Please pass this to him for me."
Nan Zheng's face paused:
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to the prince?"
Yun Qingqing shook her head and lowered her eyes:
"I'm afraid the person he least wants to see right now is me."
Nan Zheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he had nothing to say. He walked forward, took the beads, sighed, and left.
Yun Qingqing watched him leave and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, she stood up, made a hand gesture, and disappeared.
She did have something important to do and had to leave, but she would still feel uneasy if she just left like that.
Not long after, Yun Qingqing arrived at the palace and quietly came to the door of the imperial study.
A woman's voice came from inside.
"Uncle, this has never happened before... Do you really want to do this?"
It was the voice of Princess Chang'an Xiao Yueyun.
Xiao Changheng's voice then rang out:
"So what if there is no precedent? Everything has to have a beginning."
Xiao Yuejun seemed to disagree:
"But I am not the most suitable candidate. Obviously, Prince Duan and Prince Qi are here, and the ministers will not..."
"They don't deserve it." Xiao Changheng interrupted calmly, "How can a coward who abandons his people and flees when disaster strikes be a king?"
"Don't worry about the court officials. I will take care of everything."
Xiao Yuejun was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't help asking:
"But you, the Emperor, have been the regent for many years. Now that our father has passed away, shouldn't you be the one who should sit in that position? Why do you refuse?"
Xiao Changheng did not answer, and the imperial study fell into silence for a while.
Yun Qingqing was slightly stunned, a clear light flashed in her eyes, and she used the wall-walking technique to quietly enter.
The two people in the room were unaware of anything. Xiao Yuejun was standing in front of the table, while Xiao Changheng was sitting behind the table, propping himself up with his arms and rubbing his brows.
Yun Qingqing looked at Xiao Yuejun's golden aura of national destiny, and suddenly remembered that during the palace banquet on New Year's Eve, a golden causal line was drawn from Xiao Yuejun's body, connecting her to Xiao Changheng.
I see.
Xiao Changheng exhaled slowly and spoke softly:
"I have more important things to do, Daliang, so I'll leave them to you."
"Don't worry, I will assist you until the political situation stabilizes."
Xiao Yuejun looked at his serious expression and finally bowed and saluted:
"Chang'an will live up to the trust."
Xiao Changheng nodded and stood up:
"Let's go, the ministers of the previous dynasty are waiting."
The two men walked towards the door one after the other. Yun Qingqing quietly retreated first and watched the two men leave.
Xiao Changheng suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly.
Yun Qingqing was stunned for a moment and subconsciously held her breath, but then she remembered that she was obviously hiding her body and her breath had been restrained long ago, so it was impossible for him to see it.
Xiao Yuejun stopped and asked, "Uncle?"
"...It's okay." Xiao Changheng withdrew his gaze and walked forward.
Yun Qingqing had just breathed a sigh of relief when she suddenly heard Xiao Changheng speak in a calm voice:
"I'll go back to the palace tonight."
Xiao Yuejun was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took over the conversation:
"...Uncle has been working hard for a few days. It's time to take a rest."
Yun Qingqing stood there, watching the two figures disappear around the corner, and it took her a long time before she came to her senses.
Who was he speaking to just now?
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