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As the patriarch of the Ye family, he naturally did not want anything to happen to the Ye family. Emperor Qing grasped this point, which is why he was able to send Ye Liuyun to do things for him.
But what Emperor Qing couldn't understand was...
If Chen Qingfeng really had a Grandmaster by his side, how did Chen Qingfeng manage to keep this Grandmaster in check?
After all, the existence of a Grandmaster transcends the mundane world.
Even, it rose above the imperial court.
After much deliberation, Emperor Qing still couldn't come up with an answer that would convince him. He could only wait for Hong Sixiang's investigation to come back and see what the situation was.
……
The night was as dark as ink at Tianji Pavilion.
The frosty moonlight was torn apart by thick clouds, dappling the bluestone steps like a layer of broken silver.
The towering eaves of Tianji Pavilion pierced the night, and the copper bells on the eaves trembled slightly in the wind, yet eerily remained silent, as if even the wind feared the majesty of this place.
At this moment, Chen Qingfeng brought Wu Zhu to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.
He stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a long black robe, the hem of his robe fluttering slightly in the night breeze.
Wu Zhu followed closely behind Chen Qingfeng, his eyes blindfolded, his figure as straight as a sword, his aura cold and sharp, even the moonlight seemed to freeze when it approached him.
The guards in front of the pavilion spotted the two figures from afar, and their pupils suddenly contracted.
As Chen Qingfeng stepped forward, the guard immediately knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a fist and bowed his head, his voice filled with undisguised reverence:
"Welcome, Pavilion Master!"
Before the words had even faded, the lights inside the Tianji Pavilion suddenly came on.
Before long, several figures hurried out to greet them.
The woman at the head of the group wore a plain-colored long dress, the hem of which fluttered in the wind. Her long, black hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin, with a few strands falling beside her ears, adding to her gentle and graceful appearance.
Who else could it be but Sang Wen?
Following behind Sang Wen were Grandmaster Gui Sheng, the twin sisters Sha Po and Mie Hun, and Duan Shui with his full head of white hair.
Before and after Chen Qingfeng, Sang Wen and the others all bowed deeply to him, their posture extremely respectful.
"Greetings, Pavilion Master!"
The night wind howled, swirling up a few withered leaves that circled around everyone's feet before quietly disappearing.
Chen Qingfeng nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd indifferently, his voice calm yet undeniably authoritative:
"Sang Wen, lead the way!"
Upon hearing this, everyone present immediately stepped aside to make way.
Then, Sang Wen took the lantern and led the way.
As the lights flickered, everyone held their breath, even their footsteps were extremely quiet, the copper bells on the eaves remained silent, and the night grew even deeper.
"Pavilion Master?"
"Did you create this place?"
As they walked, Wu Zhu suddenly spoke up and asked.
Chen Qingfeng nodded, without denying it.
There was nothing to hide from Wu Zhu, after all, he was Ye Qingmei's most loyal follower during her lifetime.
Then, Wu Zhu's gaze shifted and landed on Gui Sheng, the burly man who was respectfully following behind Chen Qingfeng.
“I recognize his scent.”
"He was the one who kidnapped the Empress at Luofeng Slope."
Upon seeing Gui Sheng appear, Wu Zhu felt a sense of familiarity and, after a quick search, remembered it.
Earlier at Luofeng Slope, it was Guisheng who led his men to kidnap the Empress.
He then intervened, keeping Ye Liuyun occupied, allowing Gui Sheng and the others to successfully leave with the Empress.
However, to his surprise, a grandmaster like Gui Sheng was working under Chen Qingfeng.
Chen Qingfeng smiled slightly, but did not rush to give an answer.
At this moment, Wu Zhu said again:
"So, the Empress is in your hands?"
Wu Zhu asked a question, and he, who shouldn't have shown any expression, actually looked somewhat shocked.
Chen Qingfeng didn't hide anything and simply hummed in agreement:
"That's right, his name is Gui Sheng. He was the one who led the men to kidnap the Empress."
"This matter was able to succeed thanks to Uncle Wuzhu's intervention, which stopped Ye Liuyun."
Wu Zhu didn't reply. The reason he had intervened and entangled Ye Liuyun was because...
It was because it was the Empress who led the assassination attempt on Ye Qingmei back then.
Whoever tries to kidnap the Empress, it is only right for him to lend a hand.
After a moment's thought, Wu Zhu didn't ask any more questions and continued to follow Chen Qingfeng.
A short while later, Chen Qingfeng and Wu Zhu, led by Sang Wen, arrived at the secret room.
"Uncle Wuzhu, look who this is!"
Chen Qingfeng led Wu Zhu to the crystal-clear coffin.
Wu Zhu stepped forward and glanced down.
Ye Qingmei lay peacefully inside the coffin.
Its face was lifelike, its eyebrows and eyes were like paintings, its skin was as smooth as jade, and there was even a faint smile on its lips, as if it were just sleeping.
Her long, black hair was spread out on her sides, with the ends slightly curled, as if it would tremble gently with her breath at any moment.
"Little...Miss!"
Wu Zhu froze, his fingers trembling slightly.
Then, his fingertips slowly touched the edge of the coffin.
"She...she still has a chance to live."
Wu Zhu detected that something that had been dormant in his chest for many years suddenly began to beat wildly, as if it wanted to break through his steel-like body.
That mechanical heart emitted an irregular tremor for the first time in its history.
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Chapter 94: Wu Zhu is shocked, Ye Qingmei is amazed! The exceptionally talented Chen Qingfeng!
Meanwhile, Hong Sixiang finally arrived at the outskirts of Kyoto after tracking the trail.
He stood in a desolate wasteland, his withered fingers slowly tracing the cracks on the ground that stretched for tens of feet, his eyes solemn.
"Sword energy..."
Hong Sixiang murmured, his fingertips trembling slightly.
He could sense that the cracks on the ground were straight as if cut by a knife, stretching for dozens of feet, with smooth edges like a mirror, which was definitely not something an ordinary martial artist could create.
What terrified Hong Sixiang even more was...
At this moment, there seemed to be residual fluctuations of true energy in the air, which faintly carried a sense of oppression that made him shudder.
"It's undoubtedly the aura of a Grandmaster!"
Hong Sixiang quickly deduced that at least a Grandmaster had made a move at this battleground.
"It should be Ye Liuyun, right?"
Hong Sixiang said to himself.
He knew in his heart that Ye Liuyun was a grandmaster who had mastered the first-rate Cloud Dispersion Technique.
But before that, he used a sword.
But after thinking about it again, Hong Sixiang felt something was strange.
Thinking that Ye Liuyun was testing Chen Qingfeng, it seemed unnecessary to use such power.
Thinking of this, Hong Sixiang squinted his cloudy old eyes and looked around.
Looking around, one can see that the ground is cracked, trees are broken, and even the distant rocks have been shattered by some terrifying force, as if a natural disaster has just occurred.
?"this……"?
After scanning him over, Hong Sixiang's pupils shrank, and his thin body stiffened slightly.
"A Grandmaster...can they really do this?"
His thoughts raced. He pondered that although Ye Liuyun was strong, his Flowing Cloud Dispersion Technique was as ethereal as a cloud, and it seemed unlikely that he would leave such a domineering and almost destructive mark!
"Could it be... that Ye Liuyun has advanced further?"
Suddenly, a thought popped into Hong Sixiang's mind.
But soon, he shook his head again.
In this world, Grandmasters are already the pinnacle of martial arts.
How difficult it is to surpass a Grandmaster!
Otherwise, with so many martial artists in the world, why are there only a handful of Grandmasters?
"If it was really Ye Liuyun who did it, why did he suddenly disappear? Why didn't he return to the palace to report to His Majesty?"
"Even if he's relying on his status as a Grandmaster, he should at least give a greeting."
"Moreover, judging from the traces of the battle, Ye Liuyun clearly used the full power of a Grandmaster."
"For him to act in this way, his opponent must at least be a Grandmaster!"
Upon realizing this, Hong Sixiang was immediately horrified, his eyes flashing with a sharp light as he considered an even more terrifying possibility: