Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 181 Lure the snake out of its hole
"There's no need for soul searching. I believe you all are telling the truth. There must be some misunderstanding. We can find the Holy Seal slowly. Why make things so unpleasant?"

"Come, let me toast you all. In the future, I will still need your help."

Emperor Yi picked up the wine cup on the table and temporarily put the matter aside.

Both sides had their own agendas, but neither had enough evidence to prove their claims, so they could only temporarily put the matter aside.

After the storm subsided, the banquet turned into a performance by Song Molun and the other members of the Yipintang, showing their loyalty to Di Yi, the new hall master, which was quite interesting.

After the banquet ended, everyone dispersed.

Emperor Yi kept Song Molun behind, along with Shang Jia.

Looking at the cold figure on the throne of the Hall Master, Shang Jia felt the invisible holy might pressing down on him. In the end, he couldn't help but say, "Please, Hall Master, find out the true cause of my master's death and avenge him."

Song Molun, who had been all smiles while standing inside the temple, suddenly changed color upon hearing this and looked at Shang Jia: "What do you mean? Is there something else going on with Master Yun's death?"

Di Yi lowered his gaze, staring at Shang Jia's resolute yet weathered face. Earlier in the hall, he had sensed Shang Jia's unspoken meaning: he desperately wanted to prove his innocence through a soul search. A young king with limitless potential would rather die than choose to have his soul searched.

"Oh? It seems there's more to the story behind Master Yun's death?" Di Yi narrowed his eyes. The hall was dimly lit, and he was dressed in a black robe and cloak, as if he were hiding in the darkness, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

Shang Jia glanced at Song Molun, clearly not believing him.

"Speak freely. I trust Elder Song will not reveal what he heard today," Emperor Yi said.

Shang Jia knelt down, raised his weathered face, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "My master saw me once before he went into seclusion. At that time, although he was seriously injured, he was not in mortal danger. He suspected that there was a traitor in Qingjing Mountain, but he could not determine who it was. Because of his injuries, he could not investigate one by one, so he chose to go into seclusion to recuperate. However, he did not expect that after only a few days of seclusion, Elder Lingxiao found that my master had passed away in the secluded room, seriously injured and dead."

"With Master's cultivation level, it's impossible that he didn't have a clear understanding of his own injuries. Someone must have tampered with his injuries while he was in seclusion, causing them to worsen."

Seeing his grief-stricken expression, which seemed genuine, the Emperor pondered for a moment and asked, "Whom did you tell about this?"

"I have never told anyone that any of the saints on Mount Qingjing could be the murderer of Master's death, or that lurking traitor. I do not believe them."

Shang Jia's gaze fell on Song Molun; in his view, Song Molun was also one of the suspects.

Only a saint could approach Yun Cangxuan while he was in seclusion. The murderer is most likely one of the saints on Qingjing Mountain.

Emperor Yi fell into thought and did not make any arrangements rashly, allowing Shang Jia to remain in the main hall for the time being.

He then instructed Song Molun, "This matter is of utmost importance; Palace Master Song must not divulge it."

Song Molun shuddered and cupped his hands, saying, "Don't worry, Hall Master. If Hall Master Yun really died at the hands of a villain, then that is a matter of utmost importance, and I know what is important."

Emperor nodded and said, "The Seven Killings Star Palace is in dire need of reconstruction. Palace Master Song, please attend to your own affairs. I will make arrangements for this matter."

Song Molun wanted to get involved, but since Di Yi had already spoken, he couldn't stay in the hall any longer.

Only after he left did Xu Sanjin appear inside the hall.

"I'd like to trouble Brother Xu to keep an eye on him for me. Song Molun has neither sided with Ling Xiao nor sided with Fu Jiuluo. He is a neutral party. Such a person is either loyal or waiting for a better price, and he has great ambitions." Di Yi said.

Xu Sanjin nodded in agreement: "I have already dispatched a divine thought clone to monitor the situation at all times. No matter what happens, it will not escape my eyes."

"By the way, I've retrieved Yun Cangxuan's body."

With a wave of his hand, a white jade coffin appeared in the main hall.

After the saints of Yipintang die, they are buried in the forbidden area behind Qingjing Mountain.

Emperor Yi rose from his throne and walked to the coffin. The seal on the coffin lid had been broken, indicating that Xu Sanjin had already examined the body beforehand.

“The cultivation technique Yun Cangxuan practiced was the Heavenly Demon Greedy Wolf Diagram from the Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings. It is one of the most domineering demonic techniques among the thirty-six Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings. Given his severe injuries, there is indeed a possibility that he would be affected by the backlash of the demonic technique. I have examined his body and found nothing unusual except for the severe loss of his holy blood,” Xu Sanjin said.

"Severe loss of holy blood?" Di Yi opened the coffin lid with one palm, revealing the middle-aged man lying inside. He was dressed in black and wore a jade crown. He was imposing without being angry. Even though he had been dead for many days, he still carried the holy might of a generation of evil overlord.

A brief examination with spiritual power revealed that only one-tenth of the holy blood in his body remained, as if it had vanished into thin air.

"If the Heavenly Demon Greedy Wolf Diagram goes mad, will it devour all the holy blood within its body?"

Xu Sanjin pondered for a moment and replied, "That's possible, but I think it's more likely that the holy blood in his body was taken away."

Di Yi fell silent and pondered for a while.

Using mental power, they captured Shang Jia, who was staying in the back hall of the temple.

Upon seeing the coffin placed in the hall, Shang Jia's expression changed drastically. Although he guessed that after revealing the secret, the new hall master would most likely retrieve Yun Cangxuan's body to investigate, seeing his coffin actually removed and unable to rest in peace still left him with indescribable feelings. "Shang Jia, I ask you, when you were handling the funeral arrangements for Hall Master Yun, did you notice anything unusual about the holy blood within his body?"

"Holy Blood? What Holy Blood?" Shang Jia looked completely bewildered.

A glint flashed in the Emperor's eyes as he pressed, "The Saint Blood within Yun Tang's body is reduced to less than one-tenth. Didn't you notice that back then?"

"No, how could this be? When Master was placed in the coffin, there should have been no abnormality in the holy blood within his body." Shang Jia's face was pale, and he couldn't believe it.

Di Yi and Xu Sanjin exchanged a glance.

"So, the holy blood within Yun Tang's body was only absorbed after he was buried in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain. Only a saint could enter the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain silently, and he is so obsessed with the holy blood. I guess it might be related to the Undying Blood Clan," Xu Sanjin speculated.

"What? The Undying Blood Clan? Did the Undying Blood Clan drain Master's holy blood? Could it be that the Undying Blood Clan was also the one who killed Master?" Shang Jia was very excited. Yun Cangxuan was like a teacher and father to him, and the sudden change had dealt him a great blow.

Di Yi frowned slightly. During the day, he had secretly used his True Source Demon Eye to screen all the saints and half-saints in the First-Class Hall, but he did not find any spies of the Undying Blood Clan lurking among them.

The Undying Blood Clan infiltrates various factions to gather intelligence and assassinate important figures.

However, the Yipintang in the Central Region Black Market was already in dire straits, and those lurking within it risked being killed in battle at any moment. The infiltrators of the Undying Blood Clan had probably already left long ago.

If it's not one of the saints from the First-Class Hall, then who could it be? Could it be that there's an unfathomable immortal blood clan expert lurking on Mount Qingjing?

But how could such a powerful being possibly covet the holy blood of a dead man?

"It may not necessarily be the work of the Undying Blood Clan. If someone cultivates a special technique that requires a large amount of holy blood, it is also possible that they secretly absorbed Master Yun's holy blood."

"Among the saints in the hall, is there anyone who cultivates a technique or martial art that requires a large amount of blood?" Emperor Yi asked Shang Jia.

Shang Jia calmed down, thought about it carefully, and finally shook his head: "Elder Cang Yuansheng's Blood Qi Yuan Gong does require a lot of blood as a catalyst, but he died in battle more than half a year ago, and his body has long been buried in the forbidden area of ​​the back mountain. The other saints' cultivation methods have nothing to do with saint blood."

After a moment's thought, Di Yi said to Xu Sanjin, "I'll trouble you to go to the forbidden area in the back mountain again and see if the bodies of the other fallen saints have also been drained of their saintly blood like Master Yun."

"Okay, I'll be right back."

At Xu Sanjin's speed, he returned in just a quarter of an hour, his face turning rather gloomy.

Di Yi had already guessed the answer from his expression. The other saints' corpses, like Yun Cangxuan's, had all had their saintly blood drained.

"Shall we put this matter aside for now?" Xu Sanjin looked at Di Yi.

"No, not only can we not suppress it, but we must also inform all the saints in the hall, and spread the word that I am determined to thoroughly investigate this matter and have already sent a message to Huanyu Tian, ​​requesting the Grand Steward to send a spiritual saint king skilled in celestial divination to find the real culprit," Emperor Yi said.

Xu Sanjin was quite surprised and realized that Di Yi was trying to lure the snake out of its hole.

“You want the murderers to slip up on their own, but it’s not an easy thing to catch them. Even I can’t monitor all the saints in the First-Class Hall at the same time. Moreover, if I were to monitor Ling Xiao and the other palace masters, I would likely be discovered.”

There is a high possibility that another powerful figure is hiding within Qingjing Mountain. Luring the snake out of its hole is a risky move, but it is also the fastest and most effective method.

It's worth the risk for Emperor Yi to try.

“I’ll take care of Lingxiao, the Fu siblings, and the Azure Lake Dragon Lord. As for the rest of the saints, I’ll leave them to you, brother.”

Xu Sanjin knew that Di Yi possessed many amazing abilities, but he still reminded him, "The Supreme Saint's perception is extremely strong, and Fu Liuyun is a Spiritual Saint at the fifty-third level of Spiritual Power. Do you think you can monitor them with confidence?"

"The murderer often prefers to lurk in the darkness, believing that the night will conceal their shady dealings. But darkness is my domain. In the shadows, I can monitor them, while they cannot detect me. Do as I say," Di Yi said.

"The head of the Tiantai Prefecture black market has secretly arrived near Qingjing Mountain. If anything happens at Yipintang, he will take immediate action," Xu Sanjin said.

……

The night was long, and we waited for the next day to dawn.

An explosive piece of news caused a stir among the saints of Yipintang.

The saints who died in battle within the hall had their holy blood drained, and even in death they could not rest in peace.

At the same time, the news that the newly appointed Hall Master Di Yi had invited the Spiritual Power Saint King to apprehend the real culprit relieved the Saints and gave them a deeper understanding of Di Yi's methods and connections.

When this news reached the ears of the instigator, it quickly prompted a reaction.

(End of this chapter)