Immortal Dynasty Hounds

Chapter 120 Mingwang Breaks Through Defenses, Yama's True Form

Shui Zhongxing was startled: "Master, what did you say?"

son?

Does the cult leader have a son?
How come he never knew about this Left Envoy of the Holy Church?

Where is the cult leader's son?

Shui Zhongxing looked around but couldn't see anyone who could be the son of the Ming King.

King Ming came to his senses but did not offer any explanation.

He simply asked in a deep voice, "Who is that woman in front of Huichun Hall?"

"It should be Lian Shanxin's mother, He Miaojun."

"Should?" King Ming frowned.

Shui Zhongxing said helplessly, "Master, I've only been in Jiangzhou for two days, and there are many things I can't investigate yet. Qianmian is the local bigwig in Jiangzhou, so it's more convenient for him to investigate these things. I need more time."

The King instructed, "I need to receive news of the Thousand Faces by tonight at the latest."

Shui Zhongxing grew increasingly helpless: "Master, if our Holy Sect can find Thousand Faces in the capital city, everything will be fine. But if Elder Thousand Faces is determined to hide, even Emperor Yongchang might not be able to find him. What merit do the people I sent have?"

"I only want the result," King Ming said in a deep voice.

Shui Zhongxing cursed inwardly.

The top moves his mouth, the bottom runs and breaks his legs.

Before the King of Light, he was the one who had to run himself ragged.

The Ming kings of the past were not so demanding and were not difficult to serve.

But today's King Ming felt somewhat unfamiliar to Shui Zhongxing.

To Shui Zhongxing's surprise, the King of Hell continued to ask, "Do you have a warrant from the King of Hell?"

"There are two. Why are you asking about this, Master?"

The "King of Hell's Decree" was a symbol used by the King of Hell when he traveled the land. Those who received the decree were generally told to wash their necks and wait for death.

During this process, naturally many people were dissatisfied and resisted fiercely. These people worked together to forge the reputation of Yama as the "Number One Killing God in the Jianghu".

Twenty years ago in the martial arts world, Yama was not the strongest among the Grandmasters, but he was the most bloodthirsty.

After Yama disappeared, Shui Zhongxing was burdened with the long-term mission of continuing to hunt down Yama. Although he had been slacking off over the years, he had not given up, at least not on the surface.

He always carried the Yama's Decree with him, in case the King of Hell inspected it.

There are different levels of skill in slacking off, and in this respect, Shui Zhongxing considers himself to be a grandmaster.

As expected, seeing that Shui Zhongxing carried the King of Hell's Decree with him, the King of Ming nodded in satisfaction: "You have done your duty faithfully. Thank you for your hard work."

"Serving the leader, I dare not complain about the hardships."

"You previously speculated that Lianshan Xin might be related to Yama?" Mingwang asked.

Shui Zhongxing nodded.

"This guess makes some sense. In that case, go and test Huichuntang."

"Me? Master, I'm going to deal with Yama and the Nine Heavens?"

Shui Zhongxing wanted to kneel down on the spot.

Of the four elders of the Demonic Sect, he was only confident of defeating Thousand Faces.

The other three were all vague.

Not to mention Yama, who was able to escape unscathed from the clutches of the Ming King twenty years ago.

"I'm not asking you to deal with the King of Hell. Go to Huichuntang and leave a letter from the King of Hell to test the sincerity of Lianshan Xin's parents."

Shui Zhongxing suddenly realized: "Master, do you suspect that Lian Shanxin's parents have problems?"

“If Lian Shanxin really has the ability to see the heavens, and this He Miaojun is really Lian Shanxin’s biological mother, then she must be suspicious.”

Shui Zhongxing's heart skipped a beat.

Does the cult leader suspect that He Miaojun is Yama, the King of Hell?

Realizing this, Shui Zhongxing didn't dare look in He Miaojun's direction.

I was just thinking about how to get out of this task.

As the Left Envoy of the Demonic Sect, he was already second only to the emperor.

He also did not intend to rebel against the Ming King.

If that's the case, why is he still working so hard?
There's no room for further advancement.

If he makes any further progress, his life will be in danger.

The King of Hell is a cautionary tale.

Shui Zhongxing always regarded Yama as a senior.

This time, however, Shui Zhongxing didn't expect a proper excuse to refuse.

Just then, he suddenly saw one of his men loitering in the distance.

"Master, your subordinate has something to report. I'll be right back."

King Ming nodded.

Shui Zhongxing soon returned.

He reported the latest developments to him: "Master, the Bone-Scraping Knife has arrived in Jiangzhou."

King Ming looked at Shui Zhongxing with a puzzled expression: "If I remember correctly, I sent Blood Guanyin and Thousand Faces to Jiangzhou. Why did Bone-Scraping Knife come instead?"

Shui Zhongxing coughed lightly and explained, "Shenjing City is too far from Jiangzhou. It will definitely take Xue Guanyin and Qianmian time to put aside their affairs in Shenjing City and come here. As for the bone-scraping knife, she contacted me on her own initiative."

King Ming was so angry that his hands were trembling: "These are truly three loyal elders."

Shui Zhongxing dared not speak.

This time, the evil cult members who should have come didn't, and those who shouldn't have come did.

Moreover, the Thousand-Faced Guanyin and the Blood Guanyin disobeyed the Ming King's orders, and the Bone-Scraping Knife also left his post without permission.

"I previously sent the Bone-Scraping Knife to manage territory in Florida. After Maitreya's descent, we will launch a counterattack on Florida to prepare for two possible scenarios for our Holy Sect." The Ming King said in a deep voice, "Florida is not exactly close to Jiangzhou, so why did she arrive so quickly?"

Shui Zhongxing glanced at Ming Wang and cautiously reminded him, "Master, why don't you stop asking? Even if you find out something, we can't really do anything to the Bone-Scraping Knife."

Prince Ming: "..."

“Over the years, Gua Gu Dao has helped the Holy Sect win over many experts and has achieved numerous military exploits. If we touch her, the Holy Sect will inevitably be divided. Sect Leader, a small act of impatience could ruin a great plan,” Shui Zhongxing advised.

King Ming took a deep breath: "Fine, since the Bone-Scraping Knife is here, let her investigate Huichun Hall. With her skill in seduction, it's easier for her to do this than for you."

This is exactly the result that Shui Zhongxing wanted.

"Go and secretly send a letter from the King of Hell, and I will be here to protect you."

"Subordinates take orders."

Shui Zhongxing readily accepted the task this time.

Simply sending a death warrant secretly poses little danger.

Even if He Miaojun really is the King of Hell, as long as he doesn't go too far, Shui Zhongxing feels that he won't be in any trouble, because he believes he doesn't deserve to be targeted by the King of Hell.

The danger lies in the bone-scraping knife that will be used to conduct further investigations.

But that's none of his business.

Bone scraper, you've come at the perfect time.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

In front of Huichun Hall.

Lian Shanxin looked at the bone-scraping knife with a puzzled expression: "Why did you stop?"

The bone-scraping knife spoke with a complicated tone: "It reminded me of some old stories from twenty years ago."

Lian Shanxin looked at the complex, somewhat "kind" gaze of the bone-scraping knife and suddenly felt a chill.

isn't it?
Does this woman treat me like her son?

That's exactly what the bone scraper thought.

"If Jiang Ping'an had chosen me back then, perhaps you would call my name today..."

"Stop."

Lian Shanxin was not going to listen any further.

His filial piety towards He Miaojun is beyond question.

"You should just stay true to your role as the number one bodhisattva in the martial arts world and stop trying to associate with me."

The Bone-Scraping Knife shook his head: "Blood Guanyin is the number one Bodhisattva in the martial arts world."

There are quite a few bodhisattvas in Florida as well.

However, the Blood Guanyin is too powerful and has too many sycophants, while most of the Bodhisattvas in Florida are male.

There are still too many lecherous scoundrels in the underworld, and Lian Shanxin is deeply saddened by this.

In his eyes, the Blood Guanyin is nothing.

She only knew the top two on the cheapest list and the prince.

The bone scraper is the true bodhisattva, capable of benefiting everyone.

"Xiao Xin, you're back?"

Lian Shan Jingcheng had just brought a patient out when he saw Lian Shan Xin and "Qi Shiyun".

Overjoyed.

"You're finally back! And who is this...?"

"Father, let me introduce you. This is Qi Shiyun, the third-ranked scholar, who was my guide in the Nine Heavens."

"So it's the famous Scholar Qi." Lian Shan Jingcheng walked over enthusiastically: "Our Xiao Xin is able to achieve what he has today thanks to Scholar Qi's guidance. Today, my wife and I must express our gratitude properly."

The bone-scraping knife silently met Lian Shanjingcheng's gaze.

Only when Lian Shan Jingcheng approached did he sigh silently and shake his head at Lian Shan Xin.

Lian Shanxin's heart sank as expected, and he asked telepathically, "Not Jiang Ping'an?"

The bone-scraping knife replied telepathically, "I feel no sense of familiarity whatsoever."

"Could it be that too much time has passed and you've forgotten Jiang Ping'an's feelings?" Lian Shanxin questioned.

He felt that his father had a good chance of becoming Jiang Ping'an.

When you come out to hang out, your identity is given by yourself.

He can also provide the role of a parent.

Prince Xin advocated self-reliance.

But the Bone-Scraping Knife's response was forceful: "After I mastered the art of seduction, only one man ever rejected me. How could I possibly forget that man's scent?"

Lian Shanxin was persuaded.

However, he still corrected the bone-scraping knife: "Now two men are rejecting you."

Bone scraper: "..."

He regained his composure and naturally chatted with Lian Shan Jingcheng.

A moment later, he frowned slightly.

"What is it now?" Lian Shanxin asked.

After confirming Lian Shan Jingcheng's ordinary identity, Gua Gu Dao was no longer interested in dealing with him and seemed to want to see him off.

However, the main point of the "scraping bone knife" technique is that a man changes a lot as he grows up: "There was a sense of familiarity again. His speech and behavior were very similar to Ping An's."

Lianshanxin: "..."

"Qi Tanhua, please come inside and have a seat. You were the one who arranged for me to take part of the Qu family's business. You are a great benefactor to our family, and we have always wanted to thank you properly."

Lian Shanjing extended a warm invitation.

The bone-scraping knife readily agreed: "Ah-Xin and I hit it off immediately. If Uncle doesn't find it intrusive, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"No problem, of course not. My wife will be very happy to see you."

The three of them walked together into Huichun Hall.

"Father, let's close the door to visitors today."

"Listen to you."

Since acquiring the Qu family's medicinal herb business, simply treating patients and saving lives is no longer their main source of income.

Lian Shan Jingcheng and Lian Shan Xin hadn't seen each other for a long time, so they naturally had a lot to talk about. However, Lian Shan Jingcheng didn't neglect Qi Shiyun and consciously took the initiative to talk to her.

"Qi Tanhua, did Xiao Xin cause any trouble in the Nine Heavens?"

"No, he performed very well and was highly praised by Lord Tianjian. During his trip to the capital, even His Majesty and the Empress praised him highly."

He could just casually pick up a bone scraper.

But these words did not reassure Lian Shan Jingcheng; on the contrary, they made him even more worried: "At Xiao Xin's age, it's not a good thing for him to meet so many important people. He is still too young and his mind is not stable. If he makes a wrong move, he could be doomed."

Gua Gu Dao gave Lian Shan Jing Cheng a deep look, feeling that there was something more to Lian Shan Jing Cheng's words.

"Hey, Uncle, what's that on your table?"

Suddenly, the scraper's pupils dilated.

He saw a talisman.

Lian Shan Jingcheng followed the gaze of the bone-scraping knife and then explained, "This is a peace talisman, which I obtained by chance. I've been worried about Xiao Xin these past few days, so I've been praying to the gods and Buddhas, hoping that Xiao Xin will be safe."

"A peace charm, for peace and safety." After a moment's whisper, the bone-scraping knife made a request: "Uncle, could you give me a peace charm?"

"Of course, if Scholar Qi doesn't mind, this amulet is for you."

"it is good."

Without any hesitation, the bone-scraping knife took the amulet he had seen.

Then I looked at it carefully three times.

"Xiao Xin, you stay here with Qi Tanhua. I'll go call your mother. Today, we must prepare a table of authentic Jiangzhou delicacies for Qi Tanhua."

"Qi Tanhua doesn't really like spicy food," Lian Shanxin reminded him.

Lian Shan Jingcheng looked at Lian Shan Xin with surprise.

Good lad, you've even found out what the other party's appetite is.

Ambition is not small.

However, after thinking about it, Lian Shanxin was already eighteen years old, so he didn't say anything more.

As a feudal dynasty with a high level of martial prowess, the marriage age of Yu the Great was actually quite flexible.

Many people get married and have children in their teens.

However, there are quite a few people who wait until their thirties or forties to get married in order to pursue fame and fortune or because of the limitations of martial arts techniques.

Especially those who are single-mindedly pursuing fame and fortune are usually quite clear-headed. They clearly realize that the best opportunities for a person to change their destiny in their lifetime are fame and fortune and marriage.

Therefore, they would only consider marriage after passing the imperial examinations, so that they could marry into a powerful family or form a political alliance and thus change their fate.

This group generally tends to marry and have children later in life.

Lian Shan Jingcheng had assumed that Lian Shan Xin was the same, but now he realized he had underestimated his son.

However, this is a good thing for him and He Miaojun, so Lian Shan Jingcheng naturally won't stop them.

After Lian Shan Jingcheng disappeared, Gua Gu Dao said in a deep voice, "It is a genuine peace talisman."

Lian Shanxin raised an eyebrow: "A peace charm made by Jiang Ping'an himself?"

"Yes, I can confirm."

"How did you confirm that?"

"After Jiang Ping'an rejected me back then, he gave me a peace charm, which is exactly the same as this one."

The bone-scraping knife took out another amulet from his pocket.

Lianshanxin: "..."

The number one female bodhisattva in the world of romance is also a simp in private.

Then it's perfectly reasonable that you didn't get to lick Jiang Ping'an's boots.

"Lian Shanxin, your father is becoming more and more mysterious. Could the Heavenly Physician's medical skills possibly transform him into another person?" The Bone-Scraping Knife fell into deep thought.

Lian Shanxin was not swayed by the idea of ​​the bone-scraping knife.

He immediately began to suspect Lian Shanjingcheng's savior.

As the doctor once said, Jiang Ping'an was a compassionate doctor who had saved many lives in the past.

Previously, Lian Shanxin had suspected that the one who saved Lian Shan Jingcheng was the Heavenly Physician.

Now it seems very likely to be Jiang Ping'an.

So the father's identity changed from the chief disciple of the Heavenly Physician to the anonymous grand-disciple of the Heavenly Physician?
No, that's too far removed from the topic.

Lian Shanxin internally rejected this possibility.

"Perhaps. After all, he is a Grandmaster-level Heavenly Physician. It's not surprising that he can do anything." Lian Shanxin said confidently, "My father is unlikely to be an ordinary person if he can raise such a gifted child as me."

The bone-scraping knife corrected, "Your extraordinary talent is probably more inherited from your mother."

Speaking of He Miaojun, He Miaojun arrived.

"Xiao Xin." Hearing that her son had returned, He Miaojun rushed over and grabbed Lian Shanxin's hand, looking him up and down nervously.

He Miaojun breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that Lian Shanxin was unharmed.

She really wanted to ask Lian Shanxin if he had received the letter she and Lian Shanjingcheng had written to him, which revealed the secret that the Crown Prince could not have sex.

But now that Qi Shiyun was there, He Miaojun swallowed her words and began to greet Qi Shiyun.

"It is truly an honor for our humble abode to have Scholar Qi grace our scholarly home with his presence. Scholar Qi, our little Xin has certainly caused you no small amount of trouble, hasn't he?"

"No, Ah-Xin is a capable and talented person. He has helped me a lot. You and Uncle are clearly very well-mannered." The two were exchanging pleasantries.

He Miaojun blushed.

She believed that her son was a capable and talented person.

But she and Lian Shanjingcheng didn't really teach her much.

The main problem is that they teach the virtues of gentleness, kindness, respect, frugality, and humility, which Lian Shanxin learns in the opposite way.

It made them both very angry.

Being praised like this now, He Miaojun, who is easily embarrassed, is finding it hard to accept.

"Where is your aunt from?"

The bone-scraping knife kept staring at He Miaojun.

He did not sense any threat from He Miaojun.

However, he still sensed something was wrong, because He Miaojun's aura gave him a very contradictory feeling—depleted in qi and blood, yet endlessly regenerating.

There is a strange case of a person on the verge of death being forcibly given a second chance at life, returning to the age of eighteen.

He Miaojun sighed softly: "My ancestors were from Dongzhou. I came to Jiangzhou from Dongzhou to seek refuge."

A thought struck him: "Dongzhou? That's not a good place."

"What do you mean?" Lian Shanxin looked at the bone-scraping knife.

The Bone-Scraping Knife explained, "The headquarters of the Demonic Cult is in Dongzhou, and there are even rumors that it is hidden in Dongdu."

Dongdu was the capital of Dongzhou and also the secondary capital of Shenjing.

The territory of Yu the Great was too vast, and before the breakthrough of the mechanical arts of the gods, communication was a major problem that restricted Yu the Great's management.

Therefore, in addition to the capital city, Yu the Great had four other secondary capitals, which radiated outwards and protected the capital city.

Dongdu was one of them. Every two or three years, Emperor Yu of each dynasty would personally visit Dongdu to intimidate the alliance of island nations overseas.

There's no definitive answer as to where the Demonic Cult's headquarters is located. However, given that the Bone-Scraping Knife is one of the four elders of the Demonic Cult, his words are naturally credible.

Lian Shanxin looked at He Miaojun.

It seems like we can't count on our father anymore.

Can Mother stand up straight?

To be honest, my father was only slightly skilled in medicine.

As for the mother, both her body, which requires the healing of the thousand-year-old snow lotus, and the strange behavior of her kind aunt, clearly indicate that she has a more powerful background.

Lian Shanxin held onto his expectations for his mother.

He Miaojun looked confused: "Is the Demonic Sect in Dongdu? I grew up in Dongdu and have never heard of it before."

"This is a closely guarded secret, so it's normal that your aunt hasn't heard of it."

The bone-scraping knife smiled slightly and did not continue to probe.

He had already confirmed that something was wrong with He Miaojun.

At the very least, there's something strange about her body and her aura.

"Auntie, you go ahead and do your work. It's fine with Ah-Xin keeping me company."

"Alright, I'll go prepare the cooking. Scholar Qi, you must have a simple meal at our house today."

"If there is no mission from Jiutian, then I would be impolite to refuse."

The bone-scraping knife didn't completely rule out the possibility of a definitive answer.

After He Miaojun left, the Bone-Scraping Knife said directly to Lian Shan, "Your mother is wrong."

Lian Shanxin asked expectantly, "What's wrong?"

“Her aura is off. I suspect she’s consumed some rare and precious herbs. This isn’t the kind of extraordinary encounter an ordinary woman in the inner quarters could have.” The bone-scraping knife spoke with absolute certainty.

Lianshanxin: "..."

This woman has a good eye.

How could you even tell that?

It's possible that the thousand-year-old snow lotus is too potent, and my mother may not have fully digested its medicinal effects yet.

However, since the argument about the bone-scraping knife was wrong, Lian Shanxin began to doubt whether the conclusion was correct.

Is my mother the King of Hell?

"I am not sure."

"what?"

"The Holy Sect is different from your Nine Heavens. The four elders obey orders but not summons, and they rarely meet each other. The elders of the Holy Sect are all more mysterious than the last. I still don't know what Thousand Faces looks like, whether Blood Guanyin likes men, or the details of Yama."

What the bone-scraping knife didn't say was that no one else knew his background either.

Those who can become grandmasters are all exceptional individuals.

Those who survived the fierce internal strife within the Demonic Sect and still rose to the rank of Grandmaster were all incredibly adept at concealing their abilities.

They may not be the best fighters, but they are definitely the best at protecting themselves.

"If you don't want anyone to know, then don't do it in the first place. My intuition tells me that investigating your mother will be more fruitful than investigating your father. Would you mind taking me to your parents' bedroom?"

"It's not very convenient."

"You can go in and check it yourself first."

Not to mention the bone scraper, even Shan Xin would do that.

Then, he discovered a big surprise.

"You come in."

The bone scraper entered the room.

I saw Lian Shanxin sitting in front of the dressing table.

"what happened?"

Lian Shanxin pointed with a complicated expression to the black invitation card he had just found.

"Is this the legendary 'Death warrant'?"

When the bone-scraping knife saw the familiar keepsake, its pupils instantly contracted: "Where did you find this?"

"Do you know Xia Fenghua behind the dressing table?"

Lian Shanxin opened the death warrant and saw an unfamiliar name on it—Xia Fenghua!

The scraper blade, its surface as still as water, said: "I know."

"Who is this?"

"I!"

Lian Shanxin was startled and quickly looked at the bone scraper.

But they found the room was empty.

When he chased after it, he found that the bone scraper had disappeared without a trace.

Lian Shanxin chuckled: "Scared away?"

Is the "Death warrant" really that intimidating?

"Xiao Xin, where is Qi Tanhua?"

"Something came up and I had to leave, so there's no need to cook for her."

"Huh? Why are you walking in such a hurry?"

"Perhaps he was frightened by you, Mother."

"Nonsense! How could your mother, so frail and weak, possibly frighten Scholar Qi?"

"..."

……

into the night.

Outside Jiangzhou City.

The cult leader is still fishing.

This time, the fish he was waiting for finally arrived.

"Master, I have just received a reply from the capital city."

Shui Zhongxing came up behind Ming Wang, puzzled by the king's behavior of fishing in the middle of the night, but dared not ask a single question.

"Have the Thousand-Faced Guanyin and the Blood Guanyin arrived in Jiangzhou?" Ming Wang asked.

Shui Zhongxing hesitated, as if he wanted to speak.

King Ming turned around and asked in a deep voice, "What? Do they still intend to disobey orders?"

Shui Zhongxing said bitterly, "Master, I'm afraid they won't have the chance to disobey orders."

King Ming was taken aback: "What do you mean by that?"

"The Thousand-Faced Guanyin and the Blood Guanyin... both died in the capital city."

"what?"

King Ming's expression changed drastically.

The surging river water suddenly became turbulent and surging.

But this still doesn't fully express the King's feelings at this moment.

"You're saying that Thousand Faces and Blood Guanyin both died in the capital? How is that possible?"

Shui Zhongxing said with a wry smile, "Master, I can't believe it either. What I can confirm at the moment is that Xue Guanyin is definitely dead. There are many witnesses to this, and it was the Crown Prince who led people to surround and kill Xue Guanyin."

"The Crown Prince ambushed and killed the Blood Guanyin?" King Ming was still shocked: "Hasn't the Crown Prince already become a follower of the Blood Guanyin?"

"The information I received is that the Blood Guanyin secretly kept a thousand-year-old snow lotus, which angered the Crown Prince and brought about her death."

“Nonsense, how could Blood Guanyin possibly keep a thousand-year-old snow lotus?” Mingwang frowned.

Shui Zhongxing: "..."

Ming Wang's expression changed again: "Did the Blood Guanyin really keep a thousand-year-old snow lotus hidden away?"

"This is what my subordinates received," Shui Zhongxing said cautiously, "Master, could the one that Blood Guanyin secretly kept be the same one that Qu Chongzhen found?"

"Impossible." Ming Wang denied it directly: "Even Qianmian and you don't know Qu Chongzhen's identity. Xue Guanyin has been in Shenjing City all along, how could she know?"

Shui Zhongxing explained, “Master, it was Lian Shanxin who used his Heavenly Eye to find the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus at Xue Guanyin’s residence and presented it to the Crown Prince, making the Crown Prince completely believe that Xue Guanyin was secretly keeping the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus. I remember that Qu Chongzhen’s identity was also discovered by Lian Shanxin. If Lian Shanxin found the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus at Qu Chongzhen’s house, framed Xue Guanyin, and sided with the Crown Prince, wouldn’t everything make sense?”

King Ming fell into deep thought.

Shui Zhongxing continued, "I also found out that Xue Guanyin tried to cause trouble for Lian Shanxin in the capital city. Although the Crown Prince had previously become Xue Guanyin's follower, he is not capable, and he is the Crown Prince. If Lian Shanxin carefully plans, compared to the support of the Chosen One and the efficacy of the Thousand-Year Snow Lotus, the Crown Prince will probably not hesitate to abandon Xue Guanyin and completely sever ties with our Holy Sect."

The wise king believed it.

Because Shui Zhongxing's words were so detailed and reasonable.

He was flawless.

"And a thousand faces?" Mingwang asked.

"Qianmian is not yet confirmed to be completely dead. His subordinates have not found his body. They have only found out that he severely injured Emperor Yongchang twice in Shenjing City, but he was caught by Princess Wenxi at her residence and has been missing ever since. By the way, in Shenjing City, Lian Shanxin, relying on his Heavenly Eye, discovered traces of Qianmian several times in succession."

"It's Lian Shanxin again." Ming Wang's murderous intent surged: "This boy cannot be allowed to live."

"He must stay."

The bone-scraping knife suddenly appeared.

Shui Zhongxing's eyelids twitched.

He did not discover when the bone scraper had arrived.

On the contrary, King Ming did not find the arrival of the bone-scraping knife strange.

"You've been here for a quarter of an hour, why have you only shown yourself now?" Mingwang asked.

The Bone-Scraping Knife lowered his head and spoke frankly: "I wanted to test the leader's strength. The leader is indeed unfathomable, and his strength is far superior to mine."

"You're quite honest," Ming Wang sneered.

However, the disrespect shown by the bone-scraping knife was not investigated further.

Shui Zhongxing was right during the day. The Bone-Scraping Knife had turned many talented people against the Demonic Cult. If he really investigated further, who knows who might be the one who would end up in a bad situation?

"What did you just say?" King Ming changed the subject.

Gua Gu Dao said in a deep voice, "We cannot harm Lian Shanxin, Master. Lian Shanxin possesses the Heavenly Eye, and I suspect he is a demonic being."

The King of Ming said coldly, "Where is the evidence?"

“I tested Lian Shanxin during the day, and he saw right through me. As you know, Master, I received the true teachings of Thousand Faces. I can testify that Lian Shanxin is indeed exceptionally talented, and his abilities are a great counter to Thousand Faces; the rumors are true.”

If only Qianmian falls, Mingwang will suspect that Qianmian and Lianshanxin rigged the match.

But even the bone-scraping knife failed, and the Ming King began to believe.

He was somewhat moved: "Is Lian Shanxin truly a demonic being? If so, why is he so high-profile?"

“He didn’t know beforehand; he only started to suspect his background after joining the Nine Heavens. But by then, he had already made a name for himself, and it was too late for regrets. Master, none of that matters. What matters is that I investigated his parents.”

The Ming King's heart skipped a beat: "Have you discovered something?"

“I have made a major discovery, Master. I suspect that his mother, He Miaojun, is Yama, the King of Hell. In addition, I suspect that his father, Lianshan Jingcheng, is Jiang Ping’an under a different name.”

The King was moved once again.

He received too many "surprises" tonight.

“Master, the matter of the demonic fetus concerns the descent of Maitreya, so Lianshan Xin probably cannot die. I also found out through my people that Emperor Yongchang is hunting down Jiang Ping’an.”

In fact, Cao Fuhu was telling him about tracking down Jiang Ping'an's whereabouts.

However, the bone-scraping knife changed the investigation into a hunt for murder.

There was a little personal reason behind it.

The King of Ming understood: "You want to turn Jiang Ping'an against his will?"

The bone-scraping knife was full of fighting spirit: "I want to try. If I can bring Jiang Ping'an to the Holy Sect, wouldn't the Sect Leader be even more powerful?"

"You just said that He Miaojun might be the King of Hell? Does Jiang Ping'an know about this?"

"I don't know, but this is my chance to turn him to the side. Master, from what I've observed, Jiang Ping'an and Yama are probably hiding their identities from each other."

"Is that so?"

The Ming King found it somewhat unbelievable, but because it was so outrageous, it seemed somewhat believable.

"Are you confident you can steal a man from the King of Hell?"

The bone-scraping knife, eager to try, said: "Master, I still don't believe that anyone in this world would refuse me."

She paused, then unleashed her full charm, drawing Shui Zhongxing's gaze involuntarily.

"Would this subordinate have the honor of challenging the sect leader to a three-hundred-round battle?"

The King of Light's gaze was calm as still water: "Your strength is too weak. I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself and will drain your essence. Wait until your cultivation level catches up with mine before you try to seduce me."

"Your Excellency remains unmoved even with a woman in your lap; I admire you greatly," said the Bone-Scraping Knife in genuine praise.

But I'm not disappointed.

Because the Ming King's realm was higher than his, he was only half a step away from becoming a deity.

According to Gua Gu Dao, the reason why Ming Wang could not be seduced was due to a lack of strength, not a lack of seductive skills.

However, the situation is different when it comes to Jiang Ping'an and Lian Shanxin.

The king's eyes twitched slightly at the praise for the bone-scraping knife.

If I don't even fancy a female bodhisattva like you, how come I can remain unmoved by your advances?
"Master, since Thousand Faces' fate is unknown, I will take over the affairs of Jiangzhou. If you have any instructions, you may send someone to the governor's mansion to find me at any time."

"The governor's residence?"

"The newly appointed governor of Jiangzhou, Cao Fuhu, is one of my men."

Ming Wang and Shui Zhongxing both looked at the bone-scraping knife in surprise.

The bone scraper smiled arrogantly.

The Ming king sincerely praised, "The elder's reputation is well-deserved."

Without the bone-scraping knife spreading blessings everywhere, the Demonic Cult's subversion efforts over the years would never have been so successful.

"Thank you for your hard work, Elder."

"For the sake of the Holy Church, what hardship is there to speak of? If the Church Master has no further instructions, I shall take my leave."

"Go."

After the bone-scraping knife disappeared, King Ming said to Shui Zhongxing, "You may go too. I'll just have some peace and quiet by myself."

After Shui Zhongxing disappeared, Ming Wang sighed softly, "Gua Gu Dao's speculation is very reasonable, but she doesn't know that Yama and Jiang Ping An are the same person."

(End of this chapter)