Immortal Dynasty Hounds

Chapter 94 First Arrival in the Capital, Clash of Demonic Sects [Bonus Chapter for "Scottish Muffin Man" Alliance Leader]

As soon as Lian Shanxin finished speaking, Qi Shiyun and Zhuo Biyu kicked him simultaneously from the left and right.

"Bah bah bah."

"Don't talk nonsense."

The two women were acting very cautiously, which puzzled Tian Ji, who had the least experience in the martial arts world: "What's wrong with you two?"

Zhuo Biyu explained, "Before setting out, you must never make any vows, such as 'I will come back and marry you after this battle.' Headquarters has statistics showing that 90% of soldiers who say such things before going to war die in battle."

Tian Ji scratched his head and questioned, "It's just a coincidence."

“It’s not a bad thing to have some reverence for the coincidences in the grand scheme of things.” Qi Shiyun’s words had a double meaning: “It’s better for everyone to keep some things to themselves.”

Tian Ji felt that the world was too complicated.

Eunuch Wang chuckled and said, "Shiyun is right, Xiaotian. You fortune tellers should be even more sensitive to these kinds of things. Some things can be said, and some things cannot be said. Some divinations can be performed, and some cannot. Your master has done a very good job in this regard."

Tian Ji accepted the instruction: "Thank you for your guidance, sir. But I didn't mean to tell fortunes."

Grandpa Wang shook his head: "What I mean is, you should learn from your master. Don't consult the oracle for important matters, but consult it for minor ones. You should consult it now."

"what?"

Tian Ji did not expect that Eunuch Wang would not play by the rules.

"What does Father-in-law want to calculate?"

Grandpa Wang raised the question he most wanted to know: "Is Qianmian male or female?"

Upon hearing this, Lian Shanxin and the other two became interested.

Tian Ji was also tempted.

But he said helplessly, "Thousand Faces' strength far surpasses mine; I cannot predict his movements."

Lian Shanxin asked curiously, "Does the Celestial Calculation lineage not have any kind of unseen connection?"

“Yes, but the divination results are inaccurate and may even mislead you,” Tian Ji explained. “Unless we can get an accurate answer, our lineage does not easily resort to divination.”

Otherwise, it would ruin my reputation.

Lian Shanxin expressed his understanding, and then continued to ask, "Could that be considered a small matter involving the two powerful individuals?"

"That depends on what kind of trivial matter it is. What do you want to be considered?"

Lian Shanxin frankly told him, "I want to know whether His Majesty and Qianmian are locked in a stalemate at the middle gate, or if the back gate has been breached?"

Qi Shiyun and Zhuo Biyu kicked him simultaneously from the left and right.

They all understood.

She truly deserves to be called the "Top Scholar of the Nine Heavens" and the "Demon Cult's Enchantress."

The breadth of knowledge is still too broad.

This doesn't seem like Tian Ji.

The man, as tall as an iron tower, had eyes that sparkled with pure innocence.

After all, he had just started out and hadn't yet been corrupted by the world of martial arts before he had to return home.

It's all the fault of the number one and number two on the leaderboard.

"Brother Tian, ​​you do the math," Lian Shanxin urged.

Tian Ji was not fooled.

"His Majesty is the ruler of a nation, with profound fortune. Thousand Faces is a universally recognized grandmaster, whose whereabouts are elusive. It's impossible for me to calculate their affairs. To put it another way, if I were to, I would be in big trouble."

At this moment, Tian Ji deeply understood the teachings of "divine calculation":

I dare not calculate everything in the divination, for I fear the unpredictability of Heaven's ways.

They also feared being killed to silence witnesses.

Do not consult a divination book if it is unfavorable to your life.

Even though he really wanted to know the answer.

Lian Shanxin didn't make things difficult for Tian Ji. He took another step back: "Brother Tian, ​​please cast a divination for me and see if my trip to the capital will end well."

Tian Ji's heart skipped a beat: "That's a good idea."

Zhuo Biyu and Qi Shiyun are both stronger than him—after all, his main profession is fortune telling.

It's certain that Tian Ji is better than the average martial artist, but if he were better than the other young masters of the Nine Heavens, he would be too extraordinary.

Perhaps Tian Ji's bloodline potential was indeed that extraordinary, but it is clear that he had not yet begun to explore his bloodline potential.

In Tian Ji's eyes, of the four people he was supposed to meet, only the divination concerning the Lianshan letter was the easiest to calculate.

This is true.

A moment later, Tian Ji gave the result of the divination:

The first line of the Qian hexagram reads: "A hidden dragon should not be used. This dragon should be in the abyss." The fourth line reads: "Perhaps leaping from the abyss."

Lian Shanxin had never done divination before, and this was his first time encountering such professional terminology, so he took the initiative to ask, "Brother Tian, ​​could you explain this to me?"

Tian Ji explained, "The hexagram indicates that the dragon is currently in the 'abyss' position, neither touching the sky nor the earth, and must make a choice to advance or retreat according to the situation."

Lian Shanxin pondered for a moment, then gave Tian Ji a thumbs up: "Brother Tian's divination skills are indeed extraordinary; the hexagram perfectly matches my current situation."

His journey to the capital was uncertain, and since it was not part of his plan, he was caught between a rock and a hard place, unable to find a clear answer.

Tian Ji added: "There is another interpretation of this hexagram, or after 'Leaping over the abyss,' there is another phrase—'No blame.' It means that even if you hesitate because of uncertainty about your position, as long as you continue to strive, you will not go wrong. Brother, you have made the right choice."

Lian Shanxin smiled and said, "Brother Tian, ​​from now on, interpret all my divinations this way."

Normally, people in Lianshan don't believe in fortune telling.

However, if the interpretation of every hexagram sounds so appealing, even Shanxin feels he can start to believe in divination.

Qi Shiyun and Zhuo Biyu both smiled at the same time.

Their thoughts were similar to Lian Shanxin's; since the divination was auspicious, they decided to believe it.

Moreover, since Lian Shanxin is alright, they share the same fate, so they are likely to be fine as well.

Everyone relaxed.

Lian Shanxin began to carefully examine the "Vermilion Bird" he was riding.

Compared to the airplane in his previous life, Lian Shanxin felt that each had its own advantages and disadvantages.

The negative aspect is that there are no flight attendants on the "Vermilion Bird" flight.

It has many advantages: large space, convenient operation, support for true qi sustain, and the ability to switch combat modes.

Previously, Lian Shanxin severely injured Jiang Jingbin with a single move of transforming true qi into the "Vermilion Bird".

Lian Shanxin estimates that "Vermilion Bird" has other attack forms.

"Master Tiangong's achievements are truly immeasurable." Lian Shanxin exclaimed, "This one item alone is enough to ensure that Master Tiangong's name will be remembered in history."

Everyone nodded.

Nobody's a fool; everyone can realize what shortening the distance from the capital city to the nineteen prefectures of Dayu means.

It is no exaggeration to say that the royal family of Yu the Great should kowtow to "Heaven's Craftsmanship".

“There’s no need to call her ‘Master Tiangong’ anymore. From now on, call her ‘Lord Mo’,” said Eunuch Wang. “Before I came from the capital, I visited Lord Mo. She is still researching ancient magical artifacts. She wants to transform all the ancient magical artifacts that used spiritual energy into magical artifacts that operate based on true energy.”

At this point, Eunuch Wang's eyes gleamed with anticipation: "If Marquis Mo can truly accomplish this feat, from now on, all martial artists in the world will be blessed. It would not be an exaggeration to confer upon him the title of king for this achievement."

Lian Shanxin nodded in agreement.

Science and technology are primary productive forces.

While Tianjian was engaged in fighting and killing, and Tianxuan was vying for the throne and suppressing the dragon, Tiangong had already begun to increase productivity.

No wonder he was granted a title.

This is absolutely the right direction.

Once we get to the capital city, we must find a way to have Tiangong become our godfather.

……

The words are divided into two parts.

Shenjing City, Miaoyinfang.

The shop owner, He Miaoyin, looked in horror at the red-clad witch sitting opposite her.

"Blood...Blood Guanyin?"

Blood Guanyin smiled slightly: "As expected of the famous 'Lady of Wonderful Sound', you actually dare to expose my identity."

He Miaoyin's voice was bitter: "The Blood Guanyin, dressed in red, has graced us with her presence, which means she never intended to conceal her identity. If I were to pretend to be deaf and dumb, wouldn't you be making a fool of yourself in front of everyone? Why...why did you show yourself?"

"Mystic Sound Workshop is open for business, so why can't I take orders?" Blood Guanyin retorted.

He Miaoyin didn't react immediately: "You're here to take a job? You want to be a night watchman?"

Those who do not join the imperial court but accept its bounties to make a living by capturing fugitive criminals are known as "night watchmen."

The long night is hard to see, and darkness hides too many evils. The Night Watchmen guard the darkness, slaying demons and protecting the people.

In folk tradition, the reputation of the "Night Watchman" is even better than that of the "Nine Heavens."

However, He Miaoyin thought it was too crazy for Xue Guanyin, one of the four elders of the Demonic Sect, to want to become a Night Watchman.

The world isn't that magical yet.

However, the Blood Guanyin told He Miaoyin that she was serious.

"Has 'Nine Heavens' issued the bounty for the Thousand Faces?" Blood Guanyin asked.

He Miaoyin finally realized who the Blood Guanyin wanted to capture, but she found it even more surreal: "You want to bring Thousand Faces to justice?"

"Can't you?"

He Miaoyin: "...You and Qianmian seem to be both among the four elders of the Holy Sect."

"That's not your concern. I only want to ask, if I capture Thousand Faces, will I be able to claim the 'Nine Heavens' bounty?"

"Of course," He Miaoyin said with absolute certainty. "Also, this bounty wasn't issued by Jiutian, but directly from the palace. The amount is astonishing, setting a record since His Majesty ascended the throne. Qianmian... committed a crime that reaches the highest heavens." He Miaoyin was unaware that her description was 100% accurate.

"But isn't Qianmian hiding with you?" He Miaoyin asked, puzzled.

It was no secret that Thousand Faces and Blood Guanyin had a conflict, and He Miaoyin knew it too, but she couldn't imagine how big that conflict could be.

In He Miaoyin's view, the chaos in Shenjing City was clearly a collective effort by the Demonic Sect, with Thousand Faces being just one part of it.

But now it seems that is not the case.

Blood Guanyin said hatefully, "This Thousand Faces scoundrel knows his sins are grave, so he didn't dare to show his face at all."

"What? Why?" He Miaoyin really didn't understand.

The Blood Guanyin explained to her: "This time, his assassination attempt on the emperor was not authorized by the sect leader. He acted on his own and ruined the grand plan of our Holy Sect."

He Miaoyin stood up abruptly.

Startled.

This was completely beyond her comprehension.

"Thousand Faces... How dare he? He acted on his own? And he made such a big fuss? How did he manage that?"

The Blood Guanyin said irritably, "Who knows how he did it?"

She only knew it was related to the Second Prince, but she didn't know the specifics.

However, the Blood Guanyin wanted to kill Qianmian like never before.

With both old and new grudges, Blood Guanyin and Thousand Faces will settle scores together.

At this moment, He Miaoyin also realized the Blood Guanyin's intentions.

"You want me to act as an intermediary and convey your message to 'Nine Heavens'?"

Blood Guanyin is clearly saying that she is innocent, the Demonic Sect is innocent, and that this was all done by Thousand Faces alone, so it is enough to let Thousand Faces be responsible.

She can even help with this.

He Miaoyin could taste the flavor within.

But she increasingly felt that the waters were unfathomable.

Blood Guanyin did not deny her intentions: "Nine Heavens certainly want to capture Thousand Faces, and the Emperor wants to tear Thousand Faces to pieces. In this matter, I can temporarily cooperate with the court. Lady Miaoyin, can I trust you?"

He Miaoyin said solemnly, "Of course, Miaoyinfang is an open business, and we treat everyone fairly, young and old. However, your identity is indeed special, and the person you are dealing with is also special. I'm afraid I need to contact Jiutian first, and then I will give you an answer."

"That's natural." Blood Guanyin said with great patience.

This reassured He Miaoyin, making her realize that the intelligence was correct and that the Blood Guanyin was generally very friendly to women.

"Do you have any evidence to convince Jiutian?" He Miaoyin asked boldly. "Forgive my bluntness, but it is difficult for Jiutian to believe you with just a few words, after all, you and Qianmian are from the same sect."

Let alone the Nine Heavens, she didn't believe it at all. She still thought there was a 50% chance that the Demonic Sect was behind it all, and that Blood Guanyin was colluding with Thousand Faces to put on a show.

Blood Guanyin knew that He Miaoyin was right. After pondering for a moment, she told He Miaoyin about how Thousand Faces had tried to poison her when she advanced to the Dharma Aspect Realm.

"The one who disregarded the overall situation first was not me, but Thousand Faces. He would rather kill me than have another Grandmaster in the Holy Sect. Since he is so ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless in return."

The Blood Guanyin's voice was utterly cold.

He Miaoyin believed about 70%.

But she boldly continued, "Is there any other evidence to prove your sincerity in cooperating?"

Blood Guanyin revealed another important piece of information: "Thousand Faces is lurking in Jiangzhou. The information was given to Jiutian by me."

After digesting this bombshell news, He Miaoyin suddenly spoke up: "But Qianmian appeared in the capital city and even assassinated His Majesty. This seems like a scheme to lure the tiger away from the mountain."

Blood Guanyin: "..."

She reviewed the situation and realized it did indeed seem like a diversionary tactic.

In fact, she was indeed using Qianmian as bait.

However, the fact that Qianmian actually fought his way from Jiangzhou to the capital to assassinate the king was something Xue Guanyin never expected.

"You only need to pass the message to the Nine Heavens, and they will make their own judgment," Blood Guanyin said in a deep voice.

She didn't reveal the reason she most wanted to kill Qianmian, which was also a secret she couldn't tell—Dai Yueying had disappeared and was most likely dead.

She just received the message.

However, the only information she received was that Master Dai and Dai Yueying were missing, without specifying who was responsible. It only stated that Dai Yueying had been admitted to Bailudong Academy before her disappearance.

Therefore, Blood Guanyin concluded that Thousand Faces was the culprit.

In Xue Guanyin's mind, if Jiutian killed Dai Fuzi, he would announce it directly; there was no need to hide it.

Only a thousand faces could strike silently and stealthily.

She could accept that Mr. Dai had died.

Dai Yueying is dead too, and Xue Guanyin can't accept it. Although she never raised Dai Yueying, she was still her daughter.

She wanted to make Qianmian (a person with many faces) be buried with her daughter.

A female demon who has lost her daughter faces off against her sworn enemy. What is the bigger picture?
“I will come to see you again tomorrow. Lady Miaoyin, you are a smart woman, you shouldn’t set an ambush to force me to kill you.” Blood Guanyin reminded me, “I don’t want to kill women.”

He Miaoyin immediately promised, "Don't worry, I only consider you my guest."

"That's good."

The figure of the Blood Guanyin suddenly disappeared, leaving only a red afterimage in He Miaoyin's sight.

After the Blood Guanyin left, He Miaoyin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao He, quickly make me a pot of tea."

The maid Xiaohe immediately came over to make tea for He Miaoyin.

"My lady, was that person just now... the Blood Guanyin?"

"Correct."

"My lady, the imperial court is cracking down hard on the Demonic Sect right now. If they find out that Blood Guanyin has come to our Miaoyin Pavilion, we're in big trouble," Xiaohe quickly warned.

He Miaoyin smiled bitterly: "Grandmasters come and go like the wind, what can I do?"

"Then what do we do?" Xiaohe asked.

He Miaoyin took a deep breath: "I'll go to Jiutian myself. I can't refuse this business."

"What an undeserved disaster," Xiaohe sighed.

After He Miaoyin left and went to the Jiutian headquarters, Xiao He slammed her fist on the table.

"Fortunately, I took precautions and didn't meet up with her directly. Instead, I found a place called Zhuifeng Tower to hide."

"This idiot, even in this situation, he still wants to fight among himself."

"How can the great cause of the Holy Church be accomplished while associating with such vermin?"

"Speaking of which, He Miaoyin... He Miaojun... why are their names so similar?"

Qianmian seemed to be deep in thought.

Miaoyin Niangzi's real name was a key reason why he ultimately decided to hide in Miaoyin Fang.

His intuition told him that this place was likely related to his best student.

……

Three hours later.

Tian Ji pointed to the distant city wall and said to Lian Shan, "Brother, we have arrived at the capital city."

Lian Shanxin looked closely and found that the "Vermilion Bird" was flying too high. He couldn't see it clearly yet, but he felt that there seemed to be a giant dragon sleeping on the ground.

Tian Ji was somewhat excited, after all, he was back on his familiar home turf.

“Brother, Jiangzhou is your territory, and Shenjing City is mine. Once we get to Shenjing City, I will continue to protect you.”

Qi Shiyun and Zhuo Biyu held Tian Ji in high esteem.

Qi Shiyun was full of admiration: "Tian Ji, you have truly amazing courage."

Zhuo Biyu nodded in agreement: "You dare to protect a madman from the Chosen Ones? How many heads do you have?"

Tian Ji smiled slightly, his confidence restored: "A promise is a promise, a man can't say no. The face I lost in Jiangzhou, I will regain in the capital."

After a pause, Tian Ji glanced at Lian Shanxin and thought to himself that since Brother Xin dared to act recklessly in Jiangzhou, he would definitely keep a low profile in the capital. This was the perfect opportunity for him to regain his status as the Lord of the Capital.

Tian Ji's competitive spirit was aroused.

Young Master Xin felt extremely gratified.

In the capital city, Tian Ji's identity was far more useful than it was in Jiangzhou.

He stepped up at just the right time.

Just then, Lian Shanxi had a sudden thought.

According to Tianyancha, it has been restored.

He recently joined forces with Zhang Aniu and Eunuch Wang to sweep through the official and martial arts circles of Jiangzhou, without making much of a splash or doing anything to gain fame.

If nothing unexpected happens, then the latest edition of the Hidden Dragon List should have been released.

Excellent, the release of the Hidden Dragon List is perfectly timed.

The capital city is in sight.

With divine skills at hand.

The prince is in hand.

With four people and nine generations of relatives in hand.

Eighteen-year-old Lian Shanxin dispelled his gloom, stood against the wind, and looked at the approaching capital city, suddenly speaking:
"I want this vast, thousand-year-old imperial city to remember me for a thousand years!"

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