Immortal Fairies Always Have Designs on Me-Chapter 997 - 415: Lu Jin’an, Lu Yunzhu_2

"Assemble the different forces of the Three Great Dynasties, and you still can't take you down?"

He muttered to himself. Although there were quite a few grievances among the people due to his cession of land, his situation was still much better than King Qin's.

Recently, there were also fewer people fleeing to the south.

After all, everyone feared the divine retribution of the God.

Thus, despite ceding land for peace, he didn't cause too many civil upheavals, as the God was on his side.

"Overthrowing the Divine Temple, you're really seeking your own doom..."

As he murmured, a eunuch hastily rushed back in: "Your Majesty, Prince Ning is waiting outside."

Waiting?

Emperor Chengtian was slightly surprised. Since when did this Uncle Wang become so sensible?

"Announce him."

Soon enough, Dongfang Zhen walked into the tent and bowed directly, "Minister, greets Your Majesty, wishing Your Majesty health and peace."

Emperor Chengtian narrowed his eyes slightly. Although curious about his change in attitude, he was too lazy to pursue it at this moment, and directly asked, "Where is the Land of Prosperity and the Dragon Soul Treasure located?"

Dongfang Zhen raised his head: "It should be at the Cang River."

Cang River?

Emperor Chengtian looked thoughtfully at Dongfang Zhen. The Cang River is a tributary of Longjiang, crossing Beijiang State where Qiming City is located, and Longyun State, sustaining hundreds of millions of people.

"Which segment of the Cang River?" Emperor Chengtian pursued.

"If my previous deductions are correct, after months of tracking, I found a place that fits the Omen's location."

Dongfang Zhen looked at Emperor Chengtian: "The first ray of dawn in the east-southeast direction is at the Wu'an King Temple on the north bank of Cang River."

"Wu'an King..."

Emperor Chengtian narrowed his eyes slightly. The title of Wu'an King began with the Great Ancestor, ranking first among the forty-nine founding kings, a significant figure closely associated with the Taiao.

However, later on, the Wu'an Prince Mansion stood on the wrong side during a Crown Prince dispute, thus its descendants were stripped of the hereditary title, but the Wu'an King Temple has been preserved.

"So, is there any clue?"

"Replying to Your Majesty." Dongfang Zhen bowed: "Dragon Suspended in the Sky, identifiable in the east; Ancient Crossing in the southeast, visible only by a mirror.

The last sentence of the Omen I have not deciphered yet, perhaps Your Majesty needs to go personally, and might discover the hidden mystery."

Emperor Chengtian narrowed his eyes, suddenly calling out: "Li Wenqi."

A middle-aged man dressed in an Observatory supervisor's robe walked in: "Minister, greets Your Majesty."

"Summon ten... no, fifty supervisors, and let my Uncle Prince Ning listen to the Everlasting Song."

"Minister obeys."

Sitting calmly on the Dragon Chair, Emperor Chengtian watched Dongfang Zhen, whose face had turned a few shades paler, without uttering a word.

He needed to guard against the possibility of Prince Ning colluding with King Qin, so he had to force Prince Ning to be utterly honest.

The Everlasting Song played inside the tent, and the increasingly repressed painful wails of Prince Ning, Dongfang Zhen, echoed out from within, chilling to the bone.

And from beginning to end, Dongfang Zhen's statements remained as before, unchanged.

After half an hour, Emperor Chengtian watched as Prince Ning, Dongfang Zhen, who had scratched bloody marks into his skin, raised his hand to signal the Observatory's supervisors to stop playing the flute.

Looking at the twitching Dongfang Zhen lying on the ground, Emperor Chengtian slowly rose: "Uncle Wang, come over after resting for a while."

After speaking, he was the first to walk out of the tent, where State Preceptor Li Xuanzhen had been waiting for a long time.

"Where's the Divine Envoy?"

"The Divine Envoy will appear when the time is right."

Dongfang Xinghe nodded: "Then bring your men, and deploy two hundred thousand troops, follow me to the Wu'an King Temple.

Oh, by the way, also pass the message to my Imperial Sister, she's bound to be interested."

Emperor Chengtian flicked his robe: "I must entertain properly the Imperial Sister who now occupies half of the empire."

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North of the Cang River, Wu'an King Temple.

Inside the temple, Emperor Chengtian, Dongfang Xinghe, scrutinized the stone statue of Wu'an King on the altar, frowning slightly.

Only visible by a mirror... But there's no mirror here.

Even beneath the pond in the temple, no passage is concealed.

Even...

He turned around and watched the soldiers digging three feet deep, frowning even more.

Emperor Chengtian stepped out: "Go, move the stone statue of Wu'an King, and keep digging."

The Wu'an King Temple, standing for thousands of years, was turned upside down, but still, nothing useful was unearthed.

Dongfang Xinghe's expression was somewhat gloomy. Could it be that Dongfang Zhen's thinking direction is wrong?

"Your Majesty," the Jinyiwei Commander hurriedly arrived and whispered, "King Qin has been along the Cang River's shores, not sure what he is searching for..."

"Someone, head to the north shore of Cang River!"

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Meanwhile, along the banks of Cang River.

Dressed in a dark red brocade robe, Dongfang Xinglan watched the turbulent waves of Cang River, lost in thought.

She had also read Dongfang Xinghe's letter, but Lu Jin'an offered her another perspective: a Wu'an King Temple could not accommodate a Land of Prosperity.

Thus, she found herself at the riverbank.

It was here she discovered that as the Long River's embankment broke, Cang River had become much clearer than before, clear enough to distinctly reflect human silhouettes.

She stepped forward, Vigorous Force rising from under her feet, allowing her to walk steadily and swiftly above Cang River until she reached the center point between north and south of Cang River.

Looking around, northeast there were mountains, southwest there were forests, and to the south, an endless plain stretched forth.

Unconsciously, Dongfang Xinglan recalled the legend about Dragon Veins.

Whenever founding a capital, it must be either beneath great mountains or above vast rivers, yet now, a Cang River blocked both the mountains and the wide river.

"Boundary..."

Dongfang Xinglan squinted slightly: "A dragon has reverse scales, located at its throat, while the neck is the boundary between head and body..."

With this thought, she raised her right hand, and vast Vigorous Force, like flames, swept through. Simultaneously, she crouched slightly and struck the surface of Long River with a palm.

Bang——

In the deafening sound, surging waves swept to the sides, gradually revealing the riverbed at the bottom of the river.

"Your Highness, look there!"

Onshore, Hong Ying, leading the personal troops, excitedly spoke, pointing to the east side of Cang River: "There's something there!"

Dongfang Xinglan turned her head and saw a stone tablet engraved with complex characters on the riverbed.

Found it...

Dongfang Xinglan straightened up, just about to step towards the direction of the stone tablet when a sharp shout approached from afar.

"Imperial Sister, I really must thank you for helping me find this treasure!"

Almost immediately after finishing the sentence, a group of defending Qin Army along the shore was directly blown away by strong Vigorous Force like a tornado.

Emperor Chengtian Dongfang Xinghe and State Preceptor Li Xuanzhen came into view.

Dongfang Xinglan's expression did not change much, only suddenly took a step, twisted her waist, and turned while holding the Qin King Sword, directly stabbing towards Dongfang Xinghe.

The turbulent Qi felt like a mountain, directly carving out a ravine dozens of yards long on the ground, causing the originally calm expressions of Emperor Chengtian and Li Xuanzhen to change simultaneously.

"Li Xuanzhen, save me!"

Li Xuanzhen did not move, knowing this sword could not be blocked by the Dynasty's Martial God, indeed... Lu Jin'an was helping this King Qin behind the scenes!

"Li Xuanzhen, you..."

Before Dongfang Xinghe's words could finish, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and with a low shout, grasped the blade of the Qin King Sword firmly, forcefully halting Dongfang Xinglan's attack.

Hm?

Dongfang Xinglan felt a hint of surprise; this sword carried a subtle Sword Intent applied by Lu Jin'an, meant for a lethal strike without exhausting her Vigorous Force, yet now... it was blocked?

"Uncle Prince Ning?"

Dongfang Xinghe stared dumbfounded at the figure before him, first showing deep trepidation in his eyes; since when had Uncle Prince Ning become so strong?

With eyes bloodshot, Dongfang Zhen looked expressionlessly at Dongfang Xinglan: "With me here, anyone plotting to usurp the throne must..."

Before the word "die" finished, Dongfang Zhen's knees suddenly buckled, and in the next moment, he heavily knelt on the ground, at Dongfang Xinglan's feet.

Lu Jin'an held Dongfang Zhen's nape, a slight exertion of his wrist, making Dongfang Zhen's face slam into the ground, creating a deep pit.

Thunk!

In the muffled sound, Lu Jin'an looked at Dongfang Xinghe and Li Xuanzhen, who instantly distanced themselves from him.

Slightly turning, he looked at the masked figure standing on Cang River dressed in black sword clothes, smiling slightly.

"Finally willing to send someone formidable?"

The figure on Cang River remained silent as the sea breeze lifted her garment, the mask's eyes staring unblinkingly at Lu Jin'an.

"I... have waited for you a long time."

She extended her right hand, inviting: "Come with me to this place."

With her words, the flowing Cang River beneath her feet instantly evaporated.

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