“Old Li, what do you think? How credible is this?”
“Heh… Do we even need to say it? Ji Wushuang is definitely a scapegoat pushed out by the Heaven-Watching Pavilion, a fake chosen one of the Human Emperor. He mobilized the entire World Sect Alliance and all the hidden forces of the Ji family in the Wilderness, and even personally took action, yet was single-handedly defeated by Meng the Human Emperor. If such a failure is the chosen one, isn’t that a joke?”
“True, I didn’t believe Meng Qingzhou’s nonsense before, but now… I have to believe it.”
“Old Li, what do you say, should we help Ji Wushuang?”
“Are you kidding? Why should we follow a fake to fight the real chosen one? Even the Heaven-Watching Pavilion wouldn’t blame us; they might even reward us heavily.”
“Yeah… that’s true.”
In the Great Jin camp, Li Guanyan and Wang Xianjia exchanged glances and communicated silently while staring at Ji Wushuang with strange expressions.
Even the usually shrewd Wang Xianjia was shaken by Ji Wushuang’s crushing defeat and began to lean towards the die-hard followers of ‘Meng the Human Emperor.’
Over a hundred Morning Glow cultivators followed Ji Wushuang in the attack, yet they were utterly defeated by Meng Qingzhou alone!
Such a pathetic loser could be the next chosen one of the Human Emperor?
“Imposter, we’ve seen through your true identity. Don’t think you can deceive us. Wang Xianjia and I will never help you,” Li Guanyan shouted loudly.
This outburst startled both Wang Xianjia and Ji Wushuang.
“Hey, what are you doing?! We can’t expose our identities as Heaven-Watching Pavilion spies!” Wang Xianjia’s face turned pale with fright.
“It’s fine. Meng the Human Emperor will cover for us. I shouted on purpose to eliminate your last bit of hesitation. You were trying to avoid offending both Ji Wushuang and Meng the Human Emperor. My action is to stop you from being a fence-sitter and firmly stand with Meng the Human Emperor,” Li Guanyan said calmly.
He then added, “Look, Ji Wushuang is glaring at us like he wants to eat us alive. We’ve completely offended him, so don’t think there’s any room for maneuver.”
Wang Xianjia sighed deeply, feeling utterly exhausted. He glanced at Li Guanyan, too tired to say a word.
What happened to this guy? Ever since he pledged allegiance to Meng Qingzhou, he seems like a different person, turning into a fanatical die-hard follower.
“Idiot! There are still many doubts about Meng Qingzhou’s identity! Besides, the Heaven-Watching Pavilion hasn’t given a clear indication. Why are you in such a hurry to show your loyalty? Can’t we observe a bit longer?” Wang Xianjia said angrily.
“No!” Li Guanyan’s face was solemn.
What the hell!
Wang Xianjia suddenly felt like crying. At seven or eight hundred years old, his eyes were moist, and he almost choked up.
Once the Black-Robed Prime Minister of Great Jin, known for his unparalleled wisdom, even Jiang Canghai inherited some of his strategies.
Now, he’s being dragged down by a pig teammate. How unfortunate!
…
…
Li Guanyan’s shout stunned both the Great Jin and World Sect Alliance camps.
Even Dongfang Liuli turned her gaze and said coldly, “Li Guanyan, explain to me why Ji Wushuang sent a distress signal to you?”
Li Guanyan’s face was solemn as he cupped his fists and said, “Reporting to Your Majesty, Ji Wushuang, this incompetent fool, for some unknown reason, insists that Wang Xianjia and I are his subordinates.”
“Heh…”
“Wang Xianjia and I only have one master, and that is Meng Qin.”
Dongfang Liuli was slightly surprised.
When did the Empress’ Husband get so close to these two? They even call him Meng Qin affectionately.
“Hey, are you crazy? When did I ever acknowledge Meng Qin as my master?” Wang Xianjia’s vision darkened, and he angrily transmitted his voice.
Li Guanyan waved his hand calmly, his eyes deep like a sage, and transmitted his voice, “It’s only a matter of time. One day, you’ll understand how wise and intelligent it is to follow Meng the Human Emperor.”
“In the future, you’ll thank me.”
“As for your insults and misunderstandings today, consider them as adding to your future regret.”
Wang Xianjia’s Dao heart was about to collapse. He angrily transmitted his voice, “Damn you! I’ll thank you, my ass!”
……
“Meng Qin, is what the Heavenly Strategy General said true?” Dongfang Liuli’s phoenix eyes sought out Meng Qingzhou, asking curiously.
She remembered a few days ago, Meng Qingzhou had warned her to be wary of the Heavenly Strategy General and the Black-Robed Prime Minister.
Why, in just a few days, did their relationship seem to become so close?
Weren’t these two from a powerful force capable of manipulating the Sky State and dominating the two regions? What exactly is the Empress’ Husband doing?
“Yes, every word Li Guanyan said is true.”
Meng Qingzhou was first surprised, then responded with a light smile. He hadn’t expected Li Guanyan to be so loyal, decisively distancing himself from Ji Wushuang and dragging Wang Xianjia along.
“What did you do? They would never betray me, let alone the Heaven-Watching Pavilion…” Ji Wushuang’s eyes were more serious than ever, staring at Meng Qingzhou with a hint of fear.
The Heaven-Watching Pavilion’s spies had only been around Meng Qin for a few days, yet they were turned against him!?
Ridiculous!
The loyalty of the Heaven-Watching Pavilion members was as clear as day and night. Not even the threat of life and death could make them compromise. How did Meng Qingzhou manage it?
Meng Qingzhou smiled faintly and said, “Of course, they saw the error of their ways and were captivated by my charisma. As for the puppet body you mentioned…”
“I’d like to give it a try. If I fail, we’ll proceed according to the Ministry of Justice’s plan.”
Hearing this, Ji Wushuang sneered, “You?”
“The Dao of Puppets is profound and has been perfected over hundreds of generations. It’s flawless. If you have the guts, try it.”
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you. A slight mistake, and you’ll be dragged into the abyss by the Dao of Puppets, losing yourself and ultimately being assimilated into a puppet.”
The Dao of Puppets had a long history and was once despised by the world. Anyone who saw it would shout to kill.
So, some great divine power users of the Dao of Puppets set up many defensive measures to prevent anyone from tracing the puppet body.
A slight mistake would lead to the invasion of the Dao Seed, and instead of tracing the puppet, one would become a walking corpse.
Meng Qingzhou was well aware of this.
But to eliminate the threat, it was worth taking a little risk.
“Time and Space. Causal Reversion!”
Meng Qingzhou removed the black silk eye band, slowly opening his tightly closed eyes. His hollow, glassy black pupils had no focus, but two Sword Sense runes were spinning within them.
He grabbed Ji Wushuang by the neck and slowly approached. Then, the two sword imprints in his pupils pierced into Ji Wushuang’s eyes.
“Everything connected to you, reveal!”
Meng Qingzhou whispered softly. The river of time and space flowed from the void, surrounding the two of them. The river’s head and tail connected, forming a closed loop.
Causal tracing, time and space locking!
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