Chapter 159 [VIP]
These successive events nearly shattered Changfeng's long-held pride.
The pain in my body and the pain in my soul are nothing compared to the belief that is now almost collapsing.
How could this be?
You've lied to me!
"You must be lying to me."
Changfeng was so weak he could barely move. His cheeks were sunken, his skin was sagging, and he roared with his last bit of strength.
Patches of black lividity spread across his face at a visible speed, making him look even more like a dead man.
Once the formation is activated, it cannot be abandoned halfway.
Unless the formation's key figure dies suddenly.
With a haughty shrug, Qingmei raised her chin and said arrogantly, "You can't do it because you haven't mastered the Dao. You're just a good-for-nothing."
Changfeng refused to believe it; he stubbornly insisted that she must be lying to him.
However, he suddenly noticed Sheng Jiang, and his pupils contracted.
He just confessed that when the Yin family's daughter was at the Longhu Temple, it was this person who went there on orders.
It's absolutely impossible for them to visit Longhu Temple in such a short time.
Therefore, the head of the Eastern Depot did not trust him, but rather used a scheme to provoke him into making this risky and wrong move.
Then take the opportunity to find the core of the formation.
If one were not a member of the Taoist community, there would be absolutely no way they could know these things and arrange them so ingeniously.
Changfeng recalled those proud phoenix eyes.
That girl, whose entire body was enveloped in a crimson aura, attempted to defy fate with her own flesh and blood, which displeased the heavens and was rejected by destiny.
It was as scorching as the sun, and I declared war on him.
"It's her?" Changfeng murmured at first, but then his voice sharpened, "It's her!"
She was defiant and unwilling to accept her fate.
Therefore, she and he fought for destiny.
The fact that the hexagrams and lines are unresponsive means that after being repeatedly resisted and corrected, Heaven has blinded itself and given her an opportunity.
A slim chance to redefine fate.
And she seized the opportunity.
Changfeng's breathing became rapid, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood. He looked even more frail, with a gray haze in his eyes.
"The Yin family girl is still alive."
“The Yin family son is also alive.”
"Hehehe, they're all still alive."
Having secured a 99% advantage, the only remaining variable was something that Miss Gu held onto tightly.
The mandate of heaven is about to change.
He won't live much longer...
The Prince of Jin looked left and right, but Changfeng's voice was muffled and half-hidden, and the Prince of Jin could hardly understand what he was saying.
The only thing I understood was that Yin Jiazi was still alive.
Who is it?
The King of Jin couldn't help but ask, "Where is the son of the Yin family?!"
Changfeng chuckled at him, whether out of mockery or because he was too weak to speak, it was hard to tell. Prince Jin slowly followed his gaze and met a face filled with violence and coldness.
Shen Xu raised the corner of his mouth, his bright red lips making his captivating peach blossom eyes even more alluring.
"It's been a long time, General."
Prince of Jin: !
He stared intently at Shen Xu, his shock barely concealed.
"You are Yin, Yin, Yin..."
The Prince of Jin couldn't even remember what the boy's name was back then.
He was actually that brat from the Yin family.
No wonder the Eastern Depot searched for prostitutes.
The Eastern Depot was used to acting arbitrarily and never explained itself to anyone. Prince Jin had never even considered this possibility, but now he finally understood everything.
The Prince of Jin shook his head in disbelief, his mind buzzing.
Shen Xu suddenly stood up.
He walked at a leisurely pace, approaching the Prince of Jin and looking down at him.
The cold, venomous gaze sent a chill down Prince Jin's spine. He blurted out, "Shen Xu, you are here by imperial decree to arrest Chang Feng. I am a prince, and you have no right to lay a hand on me."
He, a prince with real power, showed fear in front of Shen Xu.
Shen Xu dusted off his sleeves, and the gold embroidery on them caught the eye of the Prince of Jin.
"It seems that even the prince admits that this is a sorcerer."
"What sorcerer? Didn't the imperial edict just say he was a fake Taoist priest? And now he's a sorcerer?!" Prince Jin laughed in anger. He had truly witnessed the Eastern Depot's ability to frame and slander.
Despite his anger, the Prince of Jin still hesitated.
Changfeng said they were bound together, and that was true. If he really couldn't escape the backlash, only Changfeng could save him.
"Your Highness is hesitating. Could it be that you haven't made up your mind yet?" Shen Xu stepped on his shoulder as if he hadn't noticed, looking down at him and said, "I seem to have heard Your Highness say that you invited this sorcerer to cure the Emperor's illness."
"His Majesty is seriously ill now. It must be because the Prince had this sorcerer perform some kind of witchcraft on His Majesty, right?"
Shen Xu smiled coldly: "I was ordered to capture this evil Taoist. Since Your Highness has such a deep relationship with this evil Taoist, please go to the Eastern Depot and have a proper talk with him."
These words made the Prince of Jin's heart skip a beat.
What was blatant framing and false accusation was presented as a matter of course by Shen Xu.
Before today, even though Shen Xu only had the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he was far from being able to rival a powerful prince like him. Prince Jin was willing to pay any price to befriend and win over Shen Xu.
Now, he knows clearly that there is absolutely no possibility for him and Shen Xu to turn from enemies to friends.
Shen Xu wished he could kill him.
Even the most foolish act of framing someone is something Shen Xu is capable of.
If one were to leave any evidence against oneself, a trip to the Eastern Depot's prison would be an absolute certainty of survival.
The Prince of Jin hesitated for a moment, then forced out the words through gritted teeth: "Yes. I can testify that this is the sorcery of the demonic path."
Shen Xu toyed with the jade pendant on his wrist, his mocking gaze making the Prince of Jin blush.
"Since Prince Jin has personally identified him, I will take this person with me." Shen Xu was referring to Chang Feng. "Don't kill him."
Shen Xu could crush Chang Feng as easily as crushing an ant.
But how could the resentment and anger in his heart be quelled by Changfeng's simple death?
"Wu Shang, remember to have the prince sign and affix his seal."
"yes."
Wu Shang obediently agreed to each request and signaled the guards to proceed.
Changfeng lay motionless on the ground, like a living dead.
He was so old that his skin was dry and shriveled, clinging to his skull, and his eyes were sunken, making him look like a skeleton with only skin.
His entire body was covered in black lividity, densely packed.
Two guards lifted him up from the left and right, and then someone pushed in a huge iron cage, forcibly stuffing Changfeng into it.
Changfeng sat in the iron cage, his head turned to the side, his eyes staring blankly at Prince Jin.
He was going to die, he didn't want to die...
Looking at his reflection in the other's eyes, the Prince of Jin felt somewhat guilty, remembering that he had just accused the Taoist priest of being a sorcerer.
"Master, I will definitely go to Taiqing Temple to find someone to save you."
Shen Xu slowly interrupted them: "Your Highness, your injury doesn't look good. How can you worry about others?"
What kind of injury?
The Prince of Jin remembered! Blood was still flowing from the back of his hand, dripping from his fingertips and falling to the ground, but he was completely unaware.
"I'm curious, how long will it take for your injury to heal, or will it never heal? What do you all think?"
Sheng Jiang beat Wu Shang to it, laughing and adding, "Master, why don't you try it and you'll see?"
"Too."
Shen Xu raised his hand, and Sheng Jiang immediately presented him with a dagger.
With a flick of his wrist, he plunged the dagger down without hesitation.
"Shen Xu!"
The Prince of Jin knew he was insane, but he never imagined he could be this mad. Without a second thought, the Prince of Jin, his face pale, raised his arms and caught the blade with his bare hands.
Shen Xu chuckled softly.
He suddenly drew his sword, the blade slicing across the Prince of Jin's palm.
The splattered blood landed on Shen Xu's sleeve. He frowned in disgust and said unhappily, "Prince Jin is harboring a heretic and plotting something sinister. Prince Jin's residence shall be sealed off for the time being."
Shen Xu straightened up, his long sleeves hanging down.
Sheng Jiang handed over a snow-white handkerchief.
Shen Xu wiped his fingers: "If the injury on Your Highness's palm has healed, it means you have no connection with the demonic path. I still believe you."
“Chen Xu.” Prince Jin’s chest heaved with anger. His hands hung limply at his sides, and blood dripped from his palms. He was filled with panic and fear.
"You really think you can rule the world?"
He made a momentary lapse in judgment, one wrong step leading to another, and was somewhat suppressed by Shen Xu. But that doesn’t mean he was powerless to retaliate.
"No, things will be different from now on."
After Shen Xu finished speaking, he walked straight ahead. When he reached the courtyard gate, he remembered something and ordered, "Take this sorcerer to the Meridian Gate and display him there." His sister hadn't seen him yet.
With a smile, Qingmei asked, "Master, this servant will lead the way for you."
Knowing some of the inside story, Wu Shang gently tugged at her and gave her a look, indicating that if she didn't want to die, she should keep quiet.
Qingmei: ?
"But it was Miss Gu who sent me to take my mistress there."
Qingmei whispered, her big eyes blinking innocently.
Wu Shang really wanted to ask if she still remembered that she was a member of the Eastern Depot. After following Miss Gu for a few days, did she really think of herself as Miss Gu's maid?
"The person is in Tianxi Tower."
Shen Xu paused in his steps.
A sinister gaze swept over her, and Qingmei shrank back, chuckling softly, "The young lady said that you are too indecisive and overthink things, which will make you age faster."
"oh."
Shen Xu raised an eyebrow with a half-smile: "What else did she say?"
"It's over." Sheng Jiang looked at Wu Shang with a questioning gaze. "Didn't I discipline this girl properly? Why is she acting so silly?"
Wu Shang: "..."
Impossible. How could he dare to give someone who wasn't properly trained to the Grand Supervisor?
Wu Shang cleared his throat, wanting to offer a reminder.
“The eldest young lady said that you would definitely say no. She told me that you’ve always been strange and awkward, but this is important business.”
Shen Xu released the jade token and let out a cold snort: "Heh, continue."
"Cough cough cough!"
Wu Shang's cough got worse.
Shen Xu said impatiently, "If you keep making noise, go cut your own tongue out."
Wu Shang: "..."
Qingmei pretended not to understand anything and continued, forcing herself to speak: "The eldest young lady also said that it's already quite difficult to be alive after ten years apart. If you want to vent your anger, go find Prince Jin and do it, don't keep it to yourself."
Hearing this made her heart almost jump out of her throat.
However, pretending not to understand and talking nonsense is just stupid.
If you deliberately say something reckless, you're asking for trouble.
Qingmei turned her head and gave a silly grin.
See? Wu Qianhu isn't as smart as her, and he got scolded for it.
Shen Xu: "..."
Just then, the thunder subsided, the dark clouds dispersed, and the setting sun appeared behind them.
The sunlight shone on him, warm and comforting, like the warmth of early spring.
The setting sun casts its golden rays upon the earth.
The people on the street were all bewildered, not knowing what was going on today. One moment there was thunder and lightning, the next the sun was shining brightly, and then the weather cleared up.
They hid for a long time, but all they heard was thunder.
"Did you see that? It looks like several bolts of lightning have landed inside."
Someone pointed at Tianxi Tower and said.
When the thunder rumbled, many people witnessed lightning striking the courtyard behind Tianxi Tower, the flash of light almost blinding them.
Not only passersby, but also everyone in Tianxi Tower was shocked and uncertain. In a small courtyard, half of the roof of a side room had collapsed, and white smoke was still rising from the dark room.
"Don't just stand there, get down to work! We're opening in three days."
After sending the man away, the shopkeeper finally went inside and called out from the outer room, "Young lady, are you alright?"
"It's alright, don't worry."
Gu Zhizhu replied, and as she spoke, she pulled out the last needle and snapped her fingers.
Lady Gui opened her eyes in a daze, not knowing for a moment whether she was in the human world or the underworld.
Her vision was blurry, and she looked around absentmindedly.
"Sister Yin."
"wake up."
A soft yet exceptionally powerful voice entered my ears.
Lady Gui was jolted, as if she had been struck hard on the head by a heavy hammer.
She jolted awake, as if waking from a dream, and a glimmer of light appeared in her pupils.
After a while, she murmured to herself, "I...I'm still alive?"
“You’re alive and well,” Gu Zhizhuo said, seemingly serious but not quite. “With your pulse, you’ll easily live to eighty-eight.”
Lady Gui chuckled softly, and as her chest vibrated, a faint pain throbbed near her heart.
However, the previous feeling of exhaustion, as if my soul was about to leave my body, completely disappeared, and my body gradually warmed up.
Her hands and feet were no longer stiff, her neck could turn, and even her speech was no longer so weak. At this moment, she was like a normal person.
"I feel like I've just escaped death and come back to life."
Gui Niangzi clearly saw her stab her with a knife.
“You’re right,” Gu Zhizhuo clapped his hands and said, “You did go and make a detour.”
Gui Niangzi subconsciously looked at her chest, where there were specks of blood on the white cotton cloth covering it.
Gu Zhizhuo pointed lightly with his finger: "Next to the heart, there is a small gap. You can stab a knife into it without dying."
But this cannot deceive the will of Heaven.
Therefore, Gu Zhizhuo used the pills and incantation techniques given to her by her master to protect her heart meridian. When the knife was plunged in, she used silver needles to sever her heartbeat and breathing.
At that time, she was truly "dead".
Surviving in danger.
When the lightning struck, Gu Zhizhuo almost thought that Heaven had discovered it had been deceived and was so angry that it planned to strike him to death.
Thank goodness. She was terrified.
"I survived! How's the formation?" Gui Niangzi asked anxiously, her heart pounding. "Did we succeed or fail?"
"It's a success."
However, it's still unknown how much of fate can be reversed, since they have deceived the heavens.
It doesn't matter.
Gu Zhizhuo raised his hand, palm facing her: "We won."
Gui Niangzi gave her a light high five, and a smile appeared on her face, her peach blossom eyes glistening with tears.
"them……"
She was about to ask if they would face retribution when she suddenly stopped.
As if sensing something, Gui Niangzi straightened up from the pillow.
She stared at the indistinct reflection of a figure on the window paper and blurted out, "Xian-ge'er? Is it...is it you! Xian-ge'er!"
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