Chapter 2342: The Major Secret of the Heavenly Palace

The wound throbbed with sharp pain, and Mei Wuniang's wrist trembled involuntarily a few times before she steadied her breath: "So, so it has already been secretly relocated, but on the surface it still pretends to be operating normally, with personnel, supplies, and armaments still coming and going."

Nie Xiaolou understood: "A trap."

The experimental field on Pulu Island has already been emptied and is now set up as a huge trap, just like a pitcher plant luring flies.

Mei Wuniang continued: "Moreover, the old master orally dictated the hiding places of more than twenty immortal corpses, said to be cultivators of great attainment, some preserved from before, some captured only in recent years. Oh, among them even includes a true immortal. But I only recorded the locations of sixteen; it should be that Aunt Zeng's memory has begun to fail."

The memory preservation limit for the newly deceased is short, and there are gaps.

After saying this, she reported each location one by one, and Nie Xiaolou casually noted them down.

The safest and most convenient way for the heavenly demon to descend is not through demon puppets, but through immortal corpses. So these dozen or so immortal corpses are extremely precious, let alone the fact that one of them is a true immortal's body.

Whether it's Mu Guo or Cangyan, once they obtain this information, it's like hitting the jackpot.

Nie Xiaolou memorized it, then asked: "Any other intelligence?"

"The old master also orally dictated a prescription for a medicine called 'Qianchang,' made from eleven ingredients." Mei Wuniang blinked, "He looked very solemn, saying this formula has been orally passed down through generations of masters, never written down."

Nie Xiaolou shuddered, his face growing even more solemn, and he specifically asked: "Are you sure it's 'Qianchang'?"

"Yes." Mei Wuniang eyed him suspiciously, observing his expression and tone; this prescription seemed even more important than the hiding places of the immortal corpses? But she didn't dare to ask further.

"All eleven ingredients, you heard them all?"

Mei Wuniang nodded and listed them one by one.

Nie Xiaolou even confirmed the list with her again before putting the prescription away.

"Anything else?"

"No." Mei Wuniang shrugged, "The old master is at death's door; after saying these, his breath was as thin as a silk thread, and he died within a dozen breaths. Moreover, Aunt Zeng's memory is clearly missing many fragments, and I couldn't record everything completely."

Reasonably speaking, extracting this much information from a dead person's mind is already quite good; one cannot demand more.

Nie Xiaolou smiled:

"I don't believe it."

His intuition told him that Tong Yiyi had not told the whole truth.

Behind these three words lay a great horror.

Mei Wuniang exhaled deeply and said in a low voice: "I know, whether I mentioned conditions just now or not, you can find a reason to kill me."

When one's life is in another's hands, do not expect their mercy or reputation.

Having mercy is a favor;

Lacking it is the norm.

This girl, facing death, remained remarkably calm, without harboring侥幸 hopes. Nie Xiaolou was about to speak when Mei Wuniang continued: "Give me a dagger."

A dagger?

Nie Xiaolou casually tossed her a small knife.

He wanted to see what trick this little girl was trying to play.

But see, Tong Yiyi grabbed the weapon and stabbed it into her own arm, cutting hard!

Then she threw down the dagger, pressed her lips, and dug out a small object from the wound.

Another pearl?

No, that's a wax pellet the size of a pearl.

She handed this wax pellet to Nie Xiaolou, feeling a sigh in her heart. This meant her espionage career was over.

The latter took it, casually cast a cleansing spell to remove the blood from the wax pellet's surface, and saw that the pellet still bore a seal lacquer.

Once opened, this seal lacquer will automatically disappear.

"What is this?"

She bit her lip: "This is a verbal message from the Nine Abysses Great Emperor."

The other side has already calculated that she is a Cangyan spy; her denial would be useless. Moreover, Nie Xiaolou has appeared in person, so she must seize the opportunity, for herself and to safely deliver that most important intelligence to the Nine Abysses, giving it her all.

Nie Xiaolou's fiddling with the wax pellet paused.

"Nine Abysses Great Emperor" — this title carries real weight.

"You mean, for your little spy, the Nine Abysses Great Emperor prepared a verbal message in advance?"

"This is the Nine Abysses Great Emperor's own handwritten letter, he wrote it in my presence." Mei Wuniang shrugged, and accidentally tugged her wound again, pain making her frown, "This wax pellet, the Emperor let me use it at the last moment. If you don't believe me, just open it and see."

If she is telling the truth, what verbal message did the Nine Abysses Great Emperor hide in the wax pellet? Nie Xiaolou pondered in his heart, yet did not open it, but gently placed it aside.

Mei Wuniang stared at his action, feeling a deep sense of foreboding.

This Nie surname is also an old fox, who knows what he's calculating.

But she had long understood in her heart that although this wax pellet from the Nine Abysses Great Emperor was prepared for those in power, it does not mean the other party's reaction will necessarily be as he expected.

For example, Nie Xiaolou, who instead of looking, said to her:

"No rush, let's finish our business first."

Mei Wuniang provoked him: "You dare not look?"

"Even though it's the Nine Abysses Great Emperor's personal secret letter, I still want to give him face." Nie Xiaolou smiled, lightly clapped twice, and someone entered from outside.

"Treat Miss Tong's wound, her injury is severe, she's lost too much blood."

"Yes."

So two people came in carrying medicine boxes, separately treating the wounds on her two hands, then fed her two pills.

Again, heart-piercing pain, but this is the pain from disinfection, which she can endure.

The spiritual medicine of the Qing Palace is indeed effective; applied, it feels icy cool and soothing to the heart, and the pain soon eases.

After another dozen breaths, both her hands went numb, the burning sensation temporarily faded, her whole body felt like immersed in warm water, and there was even a slight sense of comfort.

Mei Wuniang had been wholeheartedly resisting the agony of purgatory; now this pain suddenly vanished, and a bottomless fatigue welled up from her heart, she wished for nothing more than to sleep soundly.

This is also the instinctive reaction of someone who has just endured great tribulation and great horror upon entering a safe environment.

But, no!

This is not a safe environment!

Mei Wuniang still heard one or two warning bells in her heart, but her head felt dazed and heavy, her eyelids as if weighing a thousand Jin-weight.

Soon after, she slightly lowered her head, and her breathing also became prolonged.

Qingwei report:

"Wound treatment completed. My lord, she has entered stillness."

The "stillness" here is not breath regulation, but entering a stable state.

"No matter what the Nine Abysses Great Emperor said in his letter, it has nothing to do with now." Even if the Nine Abysses Great Emperor's secret letter were effective, it would only work on those who have seen it. Nie Xiaolou did not see it, so it has no effect.

So, Tong Yiyi now is meat on his chopping block, wanting to make it round he can make it round, wanting to make it flat he can make it flat.

The most important point is, Tong Yiyi taking out this wax pellet shows she still desires to live on, and is not truly regarding death as homecoming.

Good, this is exactly the breakthrough in her mental defense, Nie Xiaolou found it!

After taking out the wax pellet, Mei Wuniang's expression clearly became much more stable, perhaps thinking this wax pellet could truly make the Qing State National Preceptor of Bekka wary of harming the hostage?

Too naive.