allonlinenovel Chapter 1928 Go and Cover His Back
Chapter 1928 Go and Cover His Back
Lingxu Zhenren's figure sped through the void, with constantly receding star fragments and spatial turbulence beneath his feet.
He had been away from Xuan Shui Yuan for an hour, and was still halfway to the border of the Holy Domain Dynasty.
His face was still pale, and his internal injuries were far from healed.
He had forcibly interrupted his healing to save Mingchuan, then protected Mingchuan, and then there were a series of unforeseen events, leaving him no time to properly recuperate.
But at this moment, he couldn't care less about any of that.
Mingchuan, that kid, is really bold.
He was definitely planning to use himself as bait to lure Yueyao into a trap.
This is something most people wouldn't even dare to think about, but he not only thought about it, he did it, and he did it with a straight face.
I don't know who he took after.
Master Lingxu muttered something, then, remembering Ye Yan's old face, he shook his head. "Fine, he'll follow his master's example."
He continued on his way, without slowing down.
But in his heart, he was planning something else.
He could guess about 70-80% of Mingchuan's plan.
But Yueyao wasn't stupid; she must have made some preparations. Perhaps she was already near Tianque City, waiting for Mingchuan to reveal a weakness.
Lingxu Zhenren's trip was not to interrupt Mingchuan's plans, nor was it to get him out of the Heavenly Prison.
He was going to become those eyes in the shadows.
Mingchuan needs someone to keep an eye on Yueyao's movements, and someone to help him if he makes a mistake.
This will also put the kids at home at ease.
Master Lingxu sighed, his figure flickered, and he landed on a nearby desolate, broken island.
A moment later, an old man dressed in a gray robe, with an ordinary face and an aura that was only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm, took off from the broken island and continued to speed towards the Holy Domain Dynasty.
……
In the backyard of an inconspicuous shop in the east of Tianque City.
Yue Wuhen sat in the dimly lit room, with three men in black standing in front of him.
These three were Dark Moon elites he brought from the Dragon Roar Temple. Each of them had the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage and specialized in assassination and espionage.
"What's going on at the Heavenly Prison?" Yue Wuhen asked.
"Reporting to the Palace Master, everything is normal." The leader of the men in black said in a low voice, "The two guards have been standing guard at the door the whole time, and they haven't been replaced. Mingchuan has been inside without moving, just resting with his eyes closed against the stone bed."
"No one else has gone in?"
"No."
Yue Wuhen's brows furrowed slightly.
That's perfectly normal.
It was so normal that it made him uneasy.
Mingchuan was imprisoned in the imperial jail, and the Third Prince didn't even bother to interrogate him? He just left him there like that?
Not right.
"What about the Third Prince's residence?"
“This morning, the Third Prince personally went out of his residence to welcome someone into the city,” another man in black said. “It was Huineng from Dafan Temple.”
Yue Wuhen's eyes narrowed slightly.
Huineng.
Fairy Yueyao had previously instructed that the Third Prince be used to imprison Huineng in Tianque City, thus severing the backbone of Dafan Temple.
The Third Prince has indeed brought people here, but is this house arrest?
As Yue Wuhen recalled the way the Third Prince looked at her last night, the unease in her heart grew stronger.
"Keep an eye on it," he said in a deep voice. "Keep a close watch on the prison, the Third Prince's residence, and the city gates. Record everyone who enters or leaves."
"Yes."
The three men in black obeyed and left.
Yue Wuhen stood up, walked to the window, and looked in the direction of the Third Prince's residence.
Mingchuan was arrested, Huineng entered the city, and the Third Prince's attitude was ambiguous...
All of this looks like a game of chess.
But he couldn't see the direction of the game.
What made him even more uneasy was that Fairy Yueyao was arriving tomorrow.
What will happen after she arrives?
……
The Third Prince's Residence, Meditation Room.
Huineng has been sitting here for an hour.
The Third Prince accompanied him for tea, discussing Buddhist scriptures and the situation of the Holy Domain Dynasty, but never brought up the truly important topic.
Huineng was not in a hurry.
He just sat quietly, occasionally picking up his teacup to take a sip, and occasionally looking up at the sky outside the window.
Finally, the Third Prince spoke.
"The master just said that Yueyao wants to replace Guixu?"
Huineng nodded.
"I also saw this sentence in an ancient ruin. There are some fragmented images left in that ruin, showing that someone is trying to merge with the Ruins of Return and use its power to reach some indescribable realm."
The Third Prince's brows were furrowed tightly.
"Merge? Isn't that suicide?"
“For ordinary people, it’s suicide,” Huineng said. “But if that person is already close to that level, if she is well prepared, if she has special methods, then it’s not necessarily the case.”
The Third Prince remained silent.
He recalled Yueyao's face, which always carried a faint smile, her unfathomable eyes, and the calm and composed tone of her voice.
That person certainly didn't seem to be courting death.
She acted as if she were playing a game.
A game played on the chessboard of heaven and earth, with all living beings as the pieces.
The Third Prince's face grew increasingly dark. This Yue Yao, relying on the old ghost Yue Wuyai as her backer, had become more and more arrogant over the years.
Is Mingchuan capable of handling this?
……
As dusk approached, an inconspicuous blue sedan chair was slowly carried into Tianque City from outside the city.
The sedan chair was ordinary, the four bearers were ordinary, and even the old horse pulling it was so ordinary that one wouldn't bother to give it a second glance. The city guards glanced at it, waved, and let it pass.
No one knows who is sitting in that sedan chair.
The sedan chair passed through several streets, turned into a quiet alley, and finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous courtyard.
The courtyard gate opened silently, and the sedan chair was carried inside.
Yueyao stepped out of the sedan chair, wearing a long, moon-white dress, her face showing a faint weariness.
She glanced at Yue Wuhen, who was guarding the courtyard, and asked, "Where is he?"
"The Heavenly Prison," Yue Wuhen bowed and said, "is guarded by the Third Prince's men; we can't get in."
Yueyao nodded, asked no further questions, and went straight into the house.
Yue Wuhen followed behind and reported all the information he had gathered in the past two days.
The situation in the prison, the Third Prince's movements, Huineng's entry into the city, and those other things that seemed vaguely amiss.
After listening, Yueyao remained silent for a moment.
"You think it's a trap?"
"I dare not make a definitive statement," Yue Wuhen said, bowing his head. "It just feels...too smooth."
Yueyao walked to the window, gazing at the gradually darkening sky outside, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
“Smooth? Mingchuan was arrested, Huineng entered the city, and the Third Prince’s attitude was ambiguous. This is not smooth. This is clearly someone setting up a chessboard and waiting for us to make our move.”
Yue Wuhen's heart skipped a beat: "That fairy..."
"So be it." Yueyao turned around, a cold glint in her eyes. "I want to see just how big his scheme really is!"