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A strange bittersweet feeling welled up inside him, but if this journey could unravel the mystery of the ancient decree, even...
Alright, let's heal our injuries first. A faint blue spiritual energy condensed at the fingertips of Princess Jing.
Gently press the Lieque acupoint on his wrist.
The warm current traveled along the meridians, quickly dissolving the medicinal power of the life-extending soup.
As she lowered her eyes, the pearl hairpin in her hair swayed gently with her movements, casting dappled sunlight on her fair cheeks.
The secrets involved in the ancient bronze token are not something you should be thinking about right now.
Chapter 374 Heading to Qiandong City, the Assassination by the Dark River!
Inside the room, Ye Dingzhi stared blankly at her focused profile.
The candlelight cast a soft glow on her features, softening the fine lines around her eyes.
The fragrant aroma of medicine mixed with sandalwood filled the secret room, but it couldn't compare to the subtle sweetness of jasmine in her hair.
The aroma reminded him of the plum rain season in Jiangnan, of jasmine blossoms glistening with morning dew, unfurling their petals in a celadon bowl.
Just then, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the passageway, and the bronze door knocker was knocked loudly.
Princess Jing's expression changed drastically; her slender hand deftly slipped the jade bottle into her wide sleeve.
The coolness of the Snow Ginseng Jade Dew Cream still lingered on my fingertips:
You rest here. If anyone asks, just say you are a distant relative of the Prince's family.
As she turned, her moon-white ruqun skirt swept across the edge of the couch, raising...
As if possessed, Ye Dingzhi reached out and grasped her flowing sleeve.
The unique smoothness of silk came from his palm, startling him as if he had touched a red-hot branding iron.
The moment the Princess Consort turned around, their eyes met, and the candlelight flickered into two clusters of flames in her eyes.
Ye Dingzhi hurriedly let go, only to see a faint smile curving at the corner of her lips: Young Master Ye, are you mistaking me for a doctor at a clinic?
That teasing smile was like a thunderbolt, making Ye Dingzhi's ears burn.
He could hear his own heart pounding so hard it hurt his eardrums, and even the pain from his wounds seemed dulled.
Even after the moon-white figure disappeared behind the carved screen, he remained lying on his back, staring blankly at the empty tent ceiling.
The night outside the window was as dark as ink, with the Big Dipper appearing and disappearing behind the clouds.
Ye Dingzhi reached under the pillow, the patterns on the bronze ancient token pressing against his palm.
The once cold metal, covered in runes, now seemed to still retain the warmth of the Prince and Princess's fingertips.
He suddenly realized that, compared to unraveling the earth-shattering secret behind the ancient decree,
How to face the woman who saved his life and stirred his heart three days later was the real problem that kept him tossing and turning at night.
Meanwhile, when Wei Changxuan arrived in Qiandong City with the group of women,
Inside Qian Dong City, the vermilion gates of the Baili family, adorned with gilded beast-head rings, were half-closed in the twilight.
The setting sun slanted down through the eaves, cutting the bluestone ground into a chessboard of light and shadow.
Wei Changxuan sat leaning against the white marble table under the wisteria trellis.
Her plain white sleeves cascaded down like flowing clouds, her fingertips gently holding a half-rolled, yellowed ancient book.
The scent of ink mingled with the sweet fragrance of wisteria, flowing through the air.
A sudden whooshing sound filled the air!
A flash of cold light, like a startled swan, pierced the twilight as the leader in black swooped down from the rooftop.
The long steel blade in his hand carried an aura of splitting mountains and shattering rocks.
The dark patterns flowing along the blade gleamed with an eerie, ghostly blue hue in the setting sun.
However, Wei Changxuan's eyelashes didn't even tremble; his slender fingers lifted lightly as if plucking a flower.
The moment the blade touched his throat, two fingers as slender as jade bamboo joints precisely gripped the blade.
A clang—the clear sound of metal striking stone startled the crows perched on the eaves.
The leader of the men in black's hand instantly split open, and blood trickled down the hilt of his knife.
He stared at the other person in disbelief, their expression nonchalant.
Before anyone could react, a crisp cracking sound was heard; the longsword forged from black iron...
It actually shattered inch by inch under Wei Changxuan's finger force.
The shattered blades fell like meteors, scattering sparks on the bluestone slabs.
One last question.
Wei Changxuan casually tossed the hilt of his sword to the ground, his gentle voice carrying a chilling undertone: "Who sent you?"
Upon hearing this, the leader of the men in black's expression changed drastically.
Veins bulged on his forehead, and a distinctive tattoo of the Dark River assassins—a dark, venomous snake coiled between his veins—was prominently displayed on his neck.
He suddenly threw his head back and let out a shrill, maniacal laugh, black blood seeping from between his two rows of venomous fangs:
Haha, listen to this, the blade of the Dark River is forever...
His voice trailed off as the deadly poison spread down his throat, and the blood that gushed from his seven orifices fell onto the bluestone slab, corroding it and producing wisps of white smoke.
Chapter 375 The Mysterious Sedan Chair!
Seeing this, the other assassins simultaneously bit open the venom sacs hidden between their molars.
In an instant, more than a dozen corpses collapsed to the ground with a thud, and their blood flowed into a dark red stream in the twilight, meandering along the cracks in the bluestone.
Lei Mengsha sheathed his sword, his dark-colored outfit still stained with undried blood.
He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his brow, and the copper bells on the sword tassel jingled softly.
If it weren't for Brother Wei, my head would probably still be in Jixia today.
"Seven Five Three"
Wei Changxuan stared at the corpses whose mouths still bore traces of black blood.
A fingertip traced a talisman from within his sleeve, burning away the remaining dark river markings on the corpse.
Dark River's deployment of a snake-kiss-level assassin suggests their intentions are far from small.
His gaze swept over the mess on the ground, and he suddenly noticed the copper bell on the wrist of one of the assassins.
Half a datura flower was faintly engraved on it—this was the mark of the Dark River Underworld Guidance Organization.
Lei Mengsha lowered his voice, his brows furrowed:
To be honest, Brother Wei, things have been quite turbulent in Qiandong City lately. There are rumors that...
An ancient treasure hidden deep within the Cloud Abyss Secret Realm is about to be revealed, and various forces are already eager to make their move.
He pulled out half a yellowed, tattered scroll from his pocket, on which mysterious totems were drawn in cinnabar.
It is said that this item is called the Immortal's Book, and whoever obtains it can understand the mysteries of the Heavenly Way.
Before she could finish speaking, a delicate fragrance wafted over, and Mu Nanzhi appeared beside the flower stand without anyone noticing.
The plain-colored skirt swept across the fallen leaves.
She and Wei Changxuan exchanged a glance, and a strange light flashed in their eyes—similar Heavenly Dao patterns had appeared in the fragments of the Earth Book they had obtained from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion a few months ago.
Brother Wei's cultivation is unfathomable. Lei Mengsha suddenly clasped his hands in a fist salute, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.
Instead of fighting our own battles, why don't we join forces?
He raised his hand and pointed to the horizon, where the lights of Qiandong City gradually illuminated the twilight.
Like stars scattered across the earth, the Cloud Abyss Secret Realm is riddled with traps and mechanisms.
Furthermore, the underground river and various other forces are eyeing us covetously; only through concerted efforts can we have a glimmer of hope.
Wei Changxuan stroked the tattered page of the Earth Book in his hand.
After a moment of contemplation, he smiled, but a sharp glint was hidden in his eyes:
Alright, then let's uncover the secrets of this immortal book. But...
He glanced at the corpses scattered on the ground; we must be wary of the Dark River's next deadly move.
The wind swept across the wisteria trellis, scattering shards of metal across the ground, their sharp edges gleaming coldly in the twilight.
It seemed to foreshadow an even bigger storm to come.
The twilight, like a veil, drifted over the eaves and brackets of Qiandong City.
Suddenly, a clear, ethereal sound pierced through the bustling city noise.
The lanterns under the eaves of the taverns on the street were so startled that they trembled slightly.
Following the sound, one could see a hazy halo of light rising at the end of the long bluestone street.
Like celestial clouds descending to earth—eight sedan chair bearers, dressed in snow-white robes, walked slowly with mysterious steps.
Their feet left no trace of dust, and the silver bells hanging from their waists swayed gently with each step, creating a faint, almost imperceptible rhythm.
The luxurious vermilion sedan chair gleamed with a warm luster in the twilight.
The sedan chair was inlaid with gold thread and various special cryptic patterns.
The cloud-patterned embroidery on the sedan curtain subtly reveals the starlight 4.8, indicating the extraordinary status of the sedan's owner!
With each step, it seemed as if tiny glimmers of light flowed through the brocade.
As the sedan chair arrived, the luminous pearl on the top of the sedan chair suddenly lit up beneath the blue stone archway in front of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.
It illuminated the surrounding area for three zhang (approximately 6.6 meters) as bright as day, attracting street vendors to stop and watch.
Chapter 376 The Outer Heavens, Yueyao Appears!
As dusk settled, it quietly bathed the streets and alleys of Qiandong City in darkness.
Suddenly, a clear, silvery sound came from afar, breaking the somewhat somber atmosphere.
Following the sound, everyone looked and saw a magnificent sedan chair decorated with gold-threaded cloud patterns slowly approaching.