Borrowing a sword

Chapter 310 A Cold Gaze Facing the Pointing Finger of a Thousand Men

The capital city, within the Imperial Pool.

Through his spiritual vision and hearing, Chu Huaixu heard and saw every word Qin Xuanxiao said and every action he took.

Many things suddenly connected.

He wasn't stupid. Anyone with a brain could have guessed that this was the work of the Ancestral Emperor and what his purpose was in doing it.

Chu Huaixu never expected that the founding emperor, a hero who left behind many legends in the Xuanhuang Realm, would resort to such methods.

It seems that in his eyes, the face of the Moon Kingdom was not important.

The subsequent turmoil this incident will cause, the deaths, and the series of impacts it will have on both countries are all unimportant.

However, upon closer reflection, for a man capable of achieving the feat of founding a nation, are these things really that important?

Or, to put it another way, what in the world could be important to a "ghost" who has been dead for hundreds of years but wants to be resurrected?

"What he wants may simply be an identity."

"Through Qin Xuanxiao and Lao Niu, let everyone know that I, Chu Huaixu, am a citizen of the Yue Kingdom."

If he truly succeeds in possessing this body, then this body will naturally contain the divine thoughts of the Emperor.

It is illogical that a person from the Mirror Kingdom could gain so much in the Imperial Pool, even absorbing the Emperor's divine sense and a portion of the Moon Kingdom's national fortune carried within the formation.

If it were merely the Emperor's divine thought, it could be offered a somewhat forced explanation.

But if you add a few strands of national fortune, then it becomes a disguised form of solid evidence.

Having a legitimate, publicly known identity is sufficient.

After possessing the body, the Ancestral Emperor could naturally control this physical form and then publicly declare that he would voluntarily remain in the Moon Kingdom.

What can you do if your sect refuses to release people, or even if the entire Eastern Continent refuses to release them?
As long as it's plausible on the surface, the Moon Kingdom can take action and forcibly detain the person.

Admittedly, in terms of overall strength, the Eastern Continent is slightly superior to the Western Continent.

But this is, after all, the capital of the Moon Kingdom!
"All I need is time."

"Through the 'Wedding Dress' and the two strands of primordial power, as well as the many contingency plans I left behind."

"It won't be long before I recover my cultivation at the Great Perfection of the Ninth Realm."

"At that time, we might even be able to touch the legendary Nine Realms!"

He will always be the number one person in the world!
He will still be the strongest in the world! He will still be invincible!

In an era where a great calamity is about to befall the world, everyone has no choice but to unite with him.

By then, any act of possession will be irrelevant; what does it matter if it's exposed?

—I am the ultimate authority!

Besides, the Ancestral Emperor really needed Chu Huaixu to have a moment of mental instability.

"This child's mind is truly too stable."

"He didn't seem panicked at all!"

Others might think Chu Huaixu has a very good temperament, but with the Emperor's discerning eye, he could see that this kid's sword intent was a bit special.

"In addition, there's the special power residing within his sea of ​​consciousness, and the Dao Seal bestowed by the Dao Ancestor."

"If there's no opportunity to take advantage of, it will be really troublesome!"

"Perfect possession! That's the kind of possession I want!"

Before this, the Ancestral Emperor had already thought he had overestimated him, but unexpectedly, despite all the preparations, he still underestimated him.

Even at this moment, Chu Huaixu's mind remained steadfast.

The ancestral emperor knew this, and he was not worried about his identity being exposed.

If Chu Huaixu were afraid of this, he wouldn't have been so fearless in front of Qin Xuanxiao back then.

But it doesn't matter.

The show has just begun.

"Mu Bingjiu, you now have two paths before you, and you have two choices."

"But no matter which path you choose, Chu Huaixu is doomed to die today!"

At the training ground, all eyes were on Niu Yuanshan.

Those who don't know him only think that this guy has a standard square face, plus thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dignified appearance, giving people a kind and reliable feeling.

With just her looks and demeanor, she's practically perfect for being a spy!
"Who is this person?"

“I saw that he was wearing a deacon badge.”

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. He does look quite presentable."

"Heh, he does have the face of a nice old man."

The people of Dongzhou naturally didn't have a good impression of such lurking spies, and couldn't help but spit on them in their hearts, wishing they could kill them as soon as possible.

As for the people of the Western Moon Kingdom, they had no idea why His Highness the Crown Prince would suddenly bring such a dark matter to the forefront, and why he would choose such a time.

Isn't this just making it known to the whole world?
Although planting spies is not uncommon, once things are brought into the open, the people of Dongzhou will inevitably mock us for our despicable methods.

As a result, the Yue people did not look at Niu Yuanshan with particularly friendly eyes, guessing that these spies had caused some problems and made a big fuss, so that the royal family had to do this.
But those who truly suffered a mental breakdown were the Taoist practitioners.

"Niu Yuanshan?"

"How could it be Niu Yuanshan!"

Chu Yinyin, who hardly ever managed sect affairs, was utterly horrified.

Nangong Yue's expression was much calmer, but she still frowned slightly.

As for the Taoist disciples, they found it even more unbelievable.

"Steward Niu!" Many people couldn't help but exclaim.

The rules of the Taoist sect are different from those of some other sects. Even the most gifted disciples must start as outer disciples and then advance to the inner sect based on their abilities, without exception.

In other words, every Taoist disciple present was quite familiar with Niu Yuanshan.

In everyone's mind, he truly was a devoted servant of the Taoist sect.

He did all the dirty and hard work, and he was gentle and kind to every disciple. His dedication was consistent for ten years.

If anything happens to anyone and they need to report it to the outer sect management, the first thing most people do is go to Steward Niu.

—Reliable, dependable, and easy to get along with. If we were to ask who these Taoist disciples, within the outer management ranks, respected the most...
The number one spot is definitely held by Niu Yuanshan!
He treated the disciples of the sect as juniors, and the disciples of the sect treated him as an elder.

Therefore, when he slowly got up, many people even thought, "Are you kidding me?"

When the old ox got up, he remained completely calm.

He wasn't even that surprised.

He didn't actually know what he would face next.

But he felt completely at peace.

Perhaps this is due to years of training by the organization, or perhaps it's something else?

Niu Yuanshan even felt a sense of relief, as if he had been waiting for this moment all his life.

But when the Taoist disciples behind him exclaimed in surprise, and heard those incredulous cries of "Deacon Niu," the expression on his old face changed for the first time, and his eyes instantly changed as well.

As mentioned before, Old Niu could name almost every disciple in the outer sect.

So much so that he could even tell who was speaking just by listening to the voices behind him, and the disciple's face would appear in his mind.

Every sound was like a knife.

Strangely, no one has spoken out to criticize or insult anyone at this stage.

But it is precisely because of these cries of disbelief that they are like knives!

They are tearing Mu Bingjiu to pieces.

Until Deacon Mo Qingmei, sitting beside him, spoke in a trembling voice:

"Brother Niu"

Niu Yuanshan trembled all over.

He didn't even dare to turn his head to look at her.

Such a wonderful woman, and so many years of love.

Wood, Bing, Nine.

Can you afford it?
On the high platform, Qin Xuanxiao continued to act according to the Emperor's divine will.

"Mu Bingjiu, what are you standing there for? Come up here." He looked down at Mu Bingjiu and said coldly.

Mu Bingjiu turned around and started walking towards the high platform.

"Senior Brother Niu!" Mo Qingmei, sensing something was wrong, spoke again, but her tone was different from before.

But Mu Bingjiu's steps did not stop at all.

As they passed each other, his Adam's apple bobbed, as if he had something to say but ultimately didn't say it.

Even if he said sorry, those three words seemed far too insignificant in the face of the woman's years of affection.

He walked up to the platform and stood where everyone could see him.

Qin Xuanxiao was like a puppet of the ancestral emperor, continuing to act according to his orders.

But in reality, this prince, who came from an imperial family, had long had a seed planted in his heart, and at this moment, he actually felt comfortable.

"You dog slave, do you know how grave your sins are?"

"Kneel down," he said coldly.

Mu Bingjiu listened to these words without any emotional fluctuation.

He felt neither humiliation nor anger.

He was originally a trained assassin within the organization; his life was given to him by the royal family, and he was nothing more than a lackey of the imperial court.

It is only natural for a servant to kneel before his master.

He had already paid his respects when Qin Xuanxiao came to the Taoist sect.

Moreover, he felt excited and thrilled during the ceremony that day.

At this moment, he is Mu Bingjiu.

Mu Bingjiu can naturally kneel.

Mu Bingjiu should have knelt down.

Even now, he stands before tens of millions of people, even now, tens of thousands of eyes are focused on him.

Those within the organization have ingrained loyalty into their very bones.

Mu Bingjiu was, after all, a cultivator at the Great Perfection of the Third Realm.

His five senses are naturally much stronger than those of ordinary people.

Standing on the high platform, he could still hear the discussions below.

It naturally also contained insults, contempt, and disgust.
To say that he was condemned by everyone is an understatement.

But his face, with its thick eyebrows and large eyes, remained completely calm.

After leaving the Taoist group, he felt a little calmer with each step he took towards the high platform.

The face is still the same, but the expression and temperament have changed.

He seems to have returned to being a highly valued rising star in the organization.

Indifferent, cold-hearted.

He remained indifferent even when condemned by many.

Mu Bingjiu turned to look at Qin Xuanxiao, and upon hearing him tell him to kneel down, he said, "Yes."

But before he knelt down, he suddenly froze for a moment.

Then, he stretched out his right hand and forcefully tore off the Taoist deacon's waist badge hanging from his waist.

He lifted it up with both hands and turned it towards the direction where Nangong Yue and Chu Yinyin were sitting.

Immediately afterwards, he circulated the spiritual energy within his body, causing it to slowly drift towards where Elder Nangong was.

Mu Bingjiu can kneel, Mu Bingjiu should kneel.

But Niu Yuanshan cannot, and should not.

After doing all this, Mu Bingjiu finally knelt heavily on the ground.

(End of this chapter)