Chapter 309: Imperial Family

Relying on his mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, Han Li was able to activate the talisman treasure much faster than when he was in the Qi Condensation stage.

After a while, the green talisman in his hand turned into a green jade ruler with a clear sound; it was a few inches in size, small and exquisite, with flowing fluorescence.

And at this time, the Meng Mountain Four Friends' magic power had reached its limit. Under the demonized man's fierce grab, the White Phosphorus Shield fell backward like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, and the few became listless, their faces turning gray and white.

"Senior, hurry!"

The black-faced old man had already spotted the strange phenomenon of the talisman treasure on Han Li's side and couldn't help but urge him anxiously.

Han Li didn't have time to pay attention to this old man, and after seeing the demonized man knocked back by the beams of light, he immediately injected his whole body's spiritual energy into the jade ruler.

In an instant, the small ruler floating in his hand emitted dazzling green light, instantly turning from one into two, from two into four, then from four into eight... In the blink of an eye, hundreds of identical small rulers were transformed, each emitting a buzzing roar, circling around Han Li, shaking without stopping.

This shocking scene left the Meng Mountain Four Friends with their mouths agape, thinking they had

Han Li did not delay in the slightest; with a solemn expression, he pointed at the demonized man, and suddenly, the dense swarm of small rulers surged forth like a burst dam, sweeping forward with great momentum.

Although the bald man's consciousness seemed unclear after his demonization, he seemed to realize that something was wrong when faced with Han Li's talisman treasure attack. A look of fear appeared on his face, and suddenly, a red light flashed; his entire body streaked backward like a meteor, his speed no slower than that of the Spirit Wind Boat.

Seeing this, Han Li was stunned. After a moment of hesitation, the opponent had already fled over a hundred feet away, and he could only see his retreating back from afar.

Sighing, Han Li did not give chase. Instead, he pointed his finger, summoned the jade ruler talisman treasure back, and it re-condensed into a green talisman, which drifted into his hand.

It wasn't that he didn't want to eliminate future trouble and achieve complete success, but the remaining power of this jade ruler talisman treasure was truly limited. If he were to chase and tangle with the opponent for a long time, Han Li did not know if he could hold out for that long. Since he had already obtained a living captive, it was better to be cautious!

Seeing their formidable enemy scared off by Han Li, the Four Friends of Mengshan felt relieved and helped each other stand up.

Seeing that their complexions were truly poor, Han Li thought for a moment, took a small medicine bottle from his storage pouch, and tossed it to them.

"Take one pill each; it will be very beneficial for your injuries," Han Li said with a faint smile.

Regardless, these people had helped in today's battle, so he naturally had to show some gesture; only then could they know that he was not a stingy person.

Sure enough, the Four Friends of Mengshan showed expressions of gratitude. The black-faced old man respectfully took the small bottle and gently poured it out; four dragon-eye-sized pills appeared in his hand. They were fiery red in color and had a pungent medicinal fragrance; just smelling them made one's spirit soar.

The old man was an experienced person and immediately realized with joy that this medicine was extremely precious. After repeatedly thanking Han Li, he and the others took them.

As soon as the pills entered their stomachs, they immediately turned into a warm current that dispersed to all parts of their bodies, making them feel that their injuries had lightened significantly, and they were filled with extreme joy.

"Let's go! This is not a place to stay for long. It will be troublesome if the Black Fiend Sect sends reinforcements," Han Li said in a deep voice, glancing at the captured young prince and Steward Wang.

The Four Friends of Mengshan naturally had no other opinions, so they threw the two captives into the Spirit Wind Boat, and Han Li took the others and sped away on the boat.

The sky above the ruined temple returned to calm once again; no one could tell that a fierce battle between cultivators had taken place here.

Han Li and the others returned to the Qin residence without incident and descended directly from the sky to their dwelling.

Fearing that delays might lead to complications, Han Li rested briefly and began interrogating the young prince and the other man that very night.

Han Li only intended to interrogate the young prince himself, while he handed Steward Wang over to the Four Friends of Mengshan and the others to handle. He believed that with the black-faced old man's shrewdness, he would give him a satisfactory answer.

Making a cultivator tell the truth might be a troublesome matter for others, but for Han Li, who had a rough understanding of soul-bewitching techniques and was proficient in the way of drugs, it was not a problem at all, especially when the opponent's cultivation was far inferior to his own.

Although this young prince initially put on an air of refusing to speak, after Han Li asked the questions once in an indifferent tone and saw that the opponent refused to cooperate, he unceremoniously forced a bottle of medicinal liquid down the opponent's throat. As a result, the man became dizzy, and his consciousness fell into a hallucinatory state.

Afterward, Han Li used a common soul-bewitching technique, the "Illusionary Color Eye," and successfully took control of his mind. Whatever Han Li asked afterward, the man, like a puppet, obediently answered everything.

Listening to the young prince's account, Han Li's expression changed constantly, from his initial solemnity and coldness to surprise and astonishment in the middle, and finally to a face full of confusion and frustration.

After confirming that all the secrets hidden in the young prince's heart had been revealed, Han Li pondered for a moment, took out a prepared black pill from his bosom, stuffed it into the man's mouth without any expression, and then walked out of the room without looking back, heading toward the Four Friends of Mengshan's Qinyin Courtyard.

This "Soul-Severing Pill" could allow him to die silently.

Although Han Li felt somewhat uncomfortable about poisoning a person who had no resistance, considering that the young prince had used over a dozen cultivators for blood sacrifices to practice demonic arts, his death was not unjust.

When he arrived at the Qinyin Courtyard, the Four Friends of Mengshan happened to be gathered together with heavy expressions, discussing the testimony they had obtained. Seeing Han Li arrive, they all stood up one after another to welcome him to the main seat.

After Han Li sat down without declining, he asked:

"How is it? What did this Steward Wang confess?"

The Four Friends of Mengshan looked at each other, and the black-faced old man, who was the leader, stood up and replied:

"Senior may already know, but if the one on our side didn't lie, things might be a bit complicated."

After saying this, the old man stole a glance at Han Li, but Han Li's expression remained as usual, showing no reaction.

The old man had no choice but to weigh his words and, biting the bullet, continued:

"I learned a lot of information about the Black Fiend Sect from this Steward Wang, but the rest are insignificant; only one thing is crucial and very tricky. That Black Fiend Sect Master is actually hiding within the Imperial City, and the current mortal Emperor of the Yue Kingdom has already been manipulated by him and has long since become his puppet. The Imperial Palace is now the lair of the Black Fiend Sect. And the Imperial Palace's Chief Steward, a eunuch named Li Poyun, is the Black Fiend Sect Master. It is said that he is currently in seclusion practicing."

As the black-faced old man spoke, he frowned, feeling that it was truly difficult to handle! After all, even if cultivators looked down on mortals, they still had some fear of the supreme ruler of the mortal world!

Hearing this, Han Li's expression did not change, but he sighed endlessly in his heart as well!

It wasn't that he was afraid of the Emperor; he just knew deeply that the current Yue Kingdom Imperial Family was actually supported by the Seven Sects together.

But precisely because of this, each sect had an unwritten rule: disciples of the Seven Sects were strictly forbidden from stepping into the Imperial City, to prevent any one sect from relying on its power to hold the Imperial Family hostage, thereby causing disadvantages to the other sects.

Therefore, for hundreds of years, there hadn't even been a shadow of a Seven Sect disciple within the Yue Kingdom's Imperial City. As long as the Yue Kingdom Emperor didn't commit any major offense disrespectful to the Seven Sects, the Seven Sects left him completely to his own devices. Perhaps it was because of this that the Black Fiend Sect was given an opportunity.

Han Li's contemplation had already been weighed repeatedly after he found out the truth from the young prince, yet he still couldn't make up his mind on what to do!

This rule had been in place for so long that even if he truly exposed the Black Fiend Sect Master's true face, who knew if breaking into the Imperial City could be considered an act of atonement? Perhaps not only would he gain no merit, but he might even receive a heavy punishment!

Such frustrating matters where right and wrong were indistinguishable had not failed to occur in the long history of the Seven Sects.

Sometimes, the authority of certain rules far outweighed the right or wrong of a matter and could not be violated in the slightest, which made Han Li extremely wary!

He didn't want to be someone who put in effort only to be unappreciated.

However, having said that, learning the true identity of the Black Fiend Master so easily was far beyond Han Li's expectations!

But this was also a coincidence; he learned from the young prince that even the several Foundation Establishment stage altar masters of the Black Fiend Sect had never seen the Master's face, let alone know anything about his background.

And the two of them were among the only few who knew the identity of the Black Fiend Sect Master, entirely because Steward Wang and the young prince had an extraordinary relationship with the Black Fiend Sect Master.

One was the cousin of the Black Fiend Sect Master and had saved his life. The other was his only named disciple and was deeply favored. Only because of such an intimate relationship could they know his true identity.

Otherwise, in such a large Yue Capital, it would never have been their turn, two Qi Condensation stage sect members, to manage the sect's affairs here.

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