vstars Chapter 242 The Great Manhunt
Chapter 242 The Great Manhunt
The morning sunlight shines down.
Yang Silang opened his eyes, his arm was slightly numb, and he still had a wisp of black hair, but Mo Xinlian had disappeared without a trace.
This cat demon really comes and goes as it pleases, showing no attachment to its den whatsoever.
He threw off the covers, got up, put on his clothes, and was full of energy.
Indeed, even the dual cultivation of spirit and soul cannot compare to skin contact; each has its own unique advantages.
However, last night was mostly the same as when I was healing, with hugging and cuddling.
Yang Silang licked his lips, as if there was still a lingering fragrance between his teeth.
Well, I did do a little more than usual.
He shook his head, casting aside the reverie of the previous night, and went to the table.
Twelve black puppet soldiers surrounded the little aunt.
Mo Xinlian arranged the puppets into a small array to prevent her aunt's soul from spying on them.
Yang Silang laughed and waved his hand to put away the puppet.
The Flying Thunder Stone trembled, and the little aunt flew out, looking at Yang Silang with a face full of doubt.
"Nephew, you and that pretty lady were making all sorts of kissing noises yesterday, what good stuff did you sneak up on?"
"Were you also hungry at night?"
Yang Silang slapped his forehead, realizing he was in trouble.
The formation set up by Mo Xinlian has become useless.
"What else did you see?"
He looked very serious.
The aunt trembled with fear when she saw his stern face.
"Uh... that's all I can see. If you look at it again, you can't see anything because of the blanket."
It felt uneasy, as it seemed to see four hands moving like dragons, indicating that it was something it couldn't say.
Yang Silang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had lost face, but not completely.
He held his little aunt in his hands, watching the lightning flash on her clothes, his emotions fluctuating wildly.
"Alright, don't be afraid..." He laughed heartily, "Auntie, you're still young, you don't understand now."
"You'll understand when you grow up. This is our secret, so don't tell anyone else."
"By the way, can't these puppet soldiers' isolation and detection arrays stop you?"
The little aunt nodded her head, and the two buns on her head trembled.
"Yes, nephew, if I want to see, I can see farther and more clearly."
"These formations were somewhat of an obstacle, but I broke through them with a slight exertion of my divine soul."
Yang Silang patted her little head and laughed heartily.
"What amazing power! What amazing power..."
To know.
Mo Xinlian is an expert at secretly spying on others.
The Heavenly Crystal Stone Demon's innate supernatural ability is observation and spying, and its ancestor, the ancient great demon Mystic Crystal Stone Demon, should be even stronger.
Well, it might be related to Mo Xinlian being somewhat distracted and infatuated in bed last night.
Regardless, the fact that the young aunt was able to spy on Mo Xinlian from the sidelines without being noticed by the demon immortals demonstrates her great potential.
Yang Silang remembered something.
He took out dozens of thin crystal pieces from the grid.
"Auntie, does she look familiar?"
The aunt shook her head.
"It doesn't look familiar, but it feels very close to me, as if it's a part of my body."
"I usually think about eating any stone I see, but I have no intention of eating these stones at all. In fact, I think they are incredibly precious."
Yang Silang laughed heartily.
"You're right, this is a fragment that split off from your last metamorphosis."
"You crystal demons are skilled at refining clones. Observe them more, and you can give it a try."
He placed a pile of thin crystal flakes on the table, and his aunt hugged and touched each one, having a great time.
During the day.
Fu Hongying came over to greet her master. Upon seeing him, she looked behind Yang Silang and found the room empty. She asked in surprise.
"Master, where is my mistress?"
Yesterday, the master and mistress didn't leave the house at all, and even when they brought the food, it was all done by She Nu who went in and out to serve them.
She got up very early today, hoping to pay her respects to her master's wife, but she was disappointed to find that she hadn't arrived at all.
Yang Silang touched his nose.
"Your teacher's wife..."
"Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore. She likes freedom and her whereabouts are unpredictable. I don't even know when she'll come."
You'll have a chance to meet him in the future.
"By the way, don't spread the word that your master's wife came; just pretend you don't know anything about it."
"Ah...yes, Master." Although Fu Hongying didn't understand, she immediately obeyed.
During the day.
Yang Silang instructed Fu Hongying to practice the "Washing Stream Hand" technique several times.
During free time.
He then began practicing the Great Five Elements Fist.
Because the Earth element divine seed was added.
Therefore, he can cultivate the Flaming Mountain Suppressing Seal, a powerful and domineering palm technique that descends from the sky.
In addition to the Azure Wood Wildfire Palm and the Tide-Rising Ten Thousand Woods Strength that he had practiced before.
I have mastered three parts of the Great Five Elements Fist.
The weapons have been imbued with divine power, making swords, shields, whips, hammers, clubs, and bows incredibly lethal.
Unfortunately, due to the lack of true metal essence, he cannot yet practice the Mountain-Splitting Gold-Shattering Finger and the Cold-Blade Raging Wave Fist.
It's a pity.
He immersed himself in the new boxing style, practicing it repeatedly throughout the day, striving for mastery.
Only the occasional sound of iron boots outside the inn hinted that things were not peaceful outside.
Two teams of constables even went from courtyard to courtyard to inquire, and even Yang Silang, the newly appointed Jinshi, was not spared.
So the news came today.
On the day of the earthquake, an extremely serious incident occurred at the mausoleum of the late Emperor Jinghe.
A rebellious and wicked man forcibly broke into the imperial mausoleum, killing and wounding countless mausoleum guards and destroying the stele pavilion commemorating divine merit and virtue.
Several Grandmaster commanders on duty died in the line of duty, and even the martial saint guarding the tomb was caught by the villains, his dantian qi was sealed, and he suffered from the cold poison every day, causing him unbearable pain.
I heard that the emperor has dispatched a large number of imperial guards to completely surround the Jinghe Mausoleum, allowing entry but not exit.
Several top detectives from the Six Doors were already stationed there, searching for every possible clue.
The detectives, being professionals in their field, immediately reported to their superiors that the traces at the scene indicated that the attackers had actually deployed a Martial Saint and a True Person.
Their leader was a powerful figure skilled in both martial arts and flight, and it was specifically noted that he was highly suspected to be a young woman.
That night, the Martial Saint on guard reported that he had severely injured his opponent with a single punch, resulting in a stalemate. He also asserted that his true energy remained within the opponent's body, and that the earth-elemental true energy would gradually cause the opponent's body to lithify. The exciting chapter "Chapter 241 The Great Manhunt" is now online; click to read it first! And the situation is getting worse.
In addition, there were two Grandmasters of Golden Marrow and two Daoists at the Departure Realm as helpers.
It can be said that they had planned this meticulously, and that many experts had gathered there.
Thanks to the guards who risked their lives to stop the attack, the late emperor's mausoleum was not greatly damaged.
As for the Stele Pavilion of Divine Merit and Sacred Virtue, although it was heartbreaking to see it damaged, it was fortunate that the top of the pavilion remained unharmed and the remains of our ancestors were not disturbed in the face of such a powerful enemy.
The detectives pointed their suspicions at the enemy state of Chen, after all, the two countries had a long history of animosity and frequent border clashes.
Even among the various rebel armies within Shun State, the shadow of Chen State could be seen, and the opposing court directly sent people to stir up trouble.
Therefore, His Majesty immediately issued several imperial edicts.
First, there is the reward.
Those who guard the imperial tombs and perform meritorious service are given the highest honors after death, while the living are promoted and rewarded. As for the silver, the national treasury is tight, so only a symbolic amount is distributed.
Second, investigate.
The fact that the enemy country was able to accomplish this shows that they have been lurking in Shun for a long time, so they mobilized their constables to search all suspicious persons in the city.
The constables therefore searched the entire city, arresting anyone who seemed suspicious and taking them back for questioning.
Guesthouses naturally attract many out-of-towners, making them a key area for investigation.
Yang Silang is not a suspect.
Because he was a newly appointed scholar who had passed the imperial examination, he stayed there for more than two months, which is verifiable.
Moreover, he makes a lot of noise when he practices martial arts, and everyone knows that he hasn't left the house in the past few days, so there's no suspicion about him.
Instead, after Wang Dani gave the constable a few taels of silver, the constable told them that the capital was going to be in turmoil for some time.
Since there's no suspicion, it's better to leave sooner rather than later.
Given the government's usual practices, regardless of whether it's true or not, they'll have to arrest a group of people to report to their superiors.
Finding the real culprit would be ideal, but if they can't, the consequences under pressure from above are self-evident.
At that time, martial artists with high skill levels but no powerful connections will be in a much more dangerous situation.
However, the person most suspected in the inn was actually Fu Hongying.
Because the Commander-in-Chief, the Martial Saint, pointed out that the enemy leader had been hit by his full-force punch, and there must be a fist mark on his abdomen and his skin would turn to molten rock.
So the constables who led the search even brought women with them, who were responsible for examining the skin on the abdomens of the women who practiced martial arts. They not only had to look at it, but also press it with their hands to make sure there were no injuries or hardening or petrification.
Because the Six Doors and the government don't have that many female constables or head constables.
So, as a last resort, even midwives, madams, and palace maids were dispatched.
Fu Hongying was only a steel-dirty martial arts master, but she was still taken to the room and examined by a palace maid who checked her over, touched her, and pressed her down to make sure she was safe.
However, Hongying was so ashamed and filled with grief and indignation.
That old woman was quite eloquent.
"Girl, don't feel ashamed."
"Granny's hands... they've touched more than just you today."
"Even the eldest daughters of the four great families have to obey the imperial decree and go to them one by one."
"His Majesty was furious that the Stele Pavilion of Divine Merit and Sacred Virtue had been destroyed, and he gave a strict order that the identity of the bandit leader must be found."
Upon hearing that even the legitimate daughters of prominent families could not escape responsibility, Fu Hongying felt much more at ease.
Yang Silang was deeply moved after hearing this.
First of all, the government's ability to cover things up is truly unparalleled.
He was initially worried that Long Yiyan, the current commander, would also be implicated and imprisoned.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Yongchang led the way in fabricating evidence this time.
Jinghe Dibao's top was ripped open with such a large hole, and then he transformed into a flying zombie and escaped.
There must have been people who saw it, and quite a few of them.
This matter was so sensational that no one dared to keep it a secret; it was immediately exposed to the highest levels of government.
Emperor Yongchang actually held his nose and forcibly declared all the guards of the imperial tombs meritorious and innocent, and made no mention to the outside world of his father's resurrection and escape after his death.
Perhaps they were afraid of damaging the dignity of the royal family.
After all, the late emperor has become a demon, and the government's experts have surrounded him. Should we fight or not?
If it were a demon dressed in imperial robes, that would be treasonous and doubly so, and killing him would be the only solution.
Once you understand this logic, you won't find its arrangement surprising.
Emperor Yongchang was certainly furious.
Otherwise, based on the report from the Martial Saint of the Mausoleum, he wouldn't have searched all the young female martial artists in the city, even going so far as to undress them and touch them directly.
Thinking of what the old woman had said—that even the legitimate daughters of noble families couldn't escape it—Yang Silang was glad that he and Mo Xinlian had used a dual cultivation technique, using lightning as a guide and wood to counter earth, which just happened to heal her injuries.
Even if a maid came to the Mo family's door, Mo Xinlian's lower abdomen was flawless, showing no signs of injury.
"The capital is stirring with turmoil; it's time for me to leave..."
Yang Silang had already intended to leave, and this incident only strengthened his resolve. So he immediately used his magic to imprint the fox mark on his arm.
Hu Jiaoniang once said that if she were to leave, she would inform her first.
Sure enough, it was late at night.
Yang Silang was closing his eyes to comprehend the earth-elemental divine seed he had just obtained, and his arm was burning hot.
A surge of demonic energy emanated from the chair, and Hu Jiaoniang reappeared.
However, today she was not wearing palace attire as before, but instead wore a bright red cloak over a plain white dress, and her hair was simply tied up in a bun with only a wooden hairpin on it.
It is quite simple; perhaps this is the true appearance of a nine-tailed fox.
"Greetings, Your Majesty..." Yang Silang bowed.
Hu Jiaoniang waved her hand.
"You're already preparing to leave, yet you still call me 'Your Majesty'?"
"Hmm, you can call me fellow Daoist..."
Yang Silang quickly waved his hand.
"How could I, a junior, be worthy of addressing Your Highness as a fellow Daoist?"
"Whether in terms of age or cultivation, I am far behind."
Hu Jiaoniang suddenly smiled slyly, her phoenix eyes narrowing, making them look somewhat like fox eyes.
This was the first time Yang Silang had ever seen her with such an expression.
"You are practically Mo Xinlian's Daoist partner, so I can address you as a fellow Daoist..."
Yang Silang: "..."
What kind of twisted logic is this?
"When are you leaving?" Hu Jiaoniang didn't ask him why he wanted to leave early.
"Your Majesty, it should be within the next day or two, the sooner the better." Yang Silang thought that he would see Long Yiyan tomorrow, and if Zhou Mingxuan was also available, he could then leave.
"The capital is in turmoil, it's better to leave sooner rather than later." Hu Jiaoniang nodded, then suddenly asked.
"By the way, isn't that so-called young female bandit leader in Jinghe Mausoleum, who is also a practitioner of martial arts, Mo Xinlian?"