Chapter 2980: An Unexpected Mother-Son Reunion

If the Heavenly Deity and the Young Monarch both point to Cangyan's Nine Abysses Great Emperor as the culprit, then Between Between Between Beijia can only declare war on Cangyan.

This is exactly what the Holy Venerable Lingxu intended.

Nie Xiaolou immediately said: "I am currently reviewing everyone who entered the Vaulted Palace that night, one by one."

They need to speed up, lest the witnesses be silenced, like Officer Xiao.

"And that shell pearl lamp!" General Qingwu reminded, "Don't miss it."

Everyone felt a heavy weight in their hearts. Holy Venerable Lingxu's assassination plot was arranged with meticulous care; our side will likely find it hard to uncover any clues.

Fushan Lie said bitterly: "Even if we find evidence, what then? The people of Between Between Between Beijia may not believe it."

There are those who blindly believe in the Heavenly Deity, eyes and hearts blind; no matter what evidence is placed before them, they will not accept it, only saying it's fake, fake.

Can evidence not be forged?

Grand Situ Qiu Jinchao then joined the communication:

"I have just received the latest news: after Ling Mountain and the Unharmed Great Emperor of Mou State both sent messages, Cangyan also sent an urgent message, solemnly declaring that the Emperor's demise had nothing to do with Cangyan or the Nine Abysses Great Emperor, but was a frame-up by the Heavenly Demon."

The State Preceptor of Xia Palace immediately said: "This is not hard to verify; there are plenty of witnesses in Bai Sha Bay."

The Treasure Tree King said wistfully: "No need to verify; I actually trust the Nine Abysses Great Emperor more."

After the Demon Emperor was killed, they no longer called him 'Heavenly Deity,' but changed to 'Heavenly Demon.'

The Treasure Tree King also said to Nie Xiaolou: "You must be extra careful; the Heavenly Demon will surely eliminate you without delay!"

"I've got it covered." Nie Xiaolou directly changed the subject, reporting the green mold incident discovered by the Wang clan, and asked all the demon kings to quickly self-check. Finally, King Chiyan asked him: "What are the plans moving forward?"

"Everyone should prioritize their own safety; those in Lingxu City can relocate to the Yuhua Palace for office work." Nie Xiaolou said solemnly, "No matter how difficult, we must expose the Heavenly Demon's conspiracy and make the truth known under heaven. Then"

He gritted his teeth: "Gather all forces to oppose the Heavenly Demon, even if…… even if it is no longer the entirety of Between Between Between Beijia!"

This statement was too heavy; even the Treasure Tree King remained silent for a long time before saying:

"Let us each prepare; the upcoming confrontation will be intense."

How did this six-hundred-year-old empire come to this point?

The wind blew through the trees, rustling softly.

On this stretch of path in the Imperial Garden, the streetlights were dim, the willow trees swayed like ghosts, as if they wanted to stretch out their hands to strangle someone's neck.

Shu Ye State Preceptor paid no heed; what evil ghost in the world could be more terrifying than him?

But after walking no more than a hundred steps, he stopped, gazing at a cluster of myrtle:

"Come out; why skulk about?"

The wind sweeping through the garden made the wall tiles clatter; Shu Ye State Preceptor raised his hand, and the wind ceased.

The garden fell silent at once.

He already sensed something was wrong.

Then, from behind the tree, a woman stepped out, her face over thirty, tall and fair-skinned, with pearl-like roundness and jade-like smoothness, her face like a full moon.

The goddesses enshrined in temples mostly have such features, which makes people feel a sense of closeness.

The two pairs of eyes locked onto each other.

Although it was their first meeting, Shu Ye suddenly knew who she was.

This is a perception etched in bloodline.

After a while, the woman broke into a smile and spoke slowly:

"Good child, don't you recognize your mother?"

That smile was gentle and peaceful, truly like a mother calling her beloved son.

But to Shu Ye State Preceptor, each word she spoke felt like a sharp needle piercing his heart.

Shu Ye State Preceptor clenched his fists inside his sleeves, while carefully watching her.

"Mother?"

A flash of red light passed through the woman's eyes, appearing somewhat eerie in the dim night—just like him.

"It's me." She took two steps forward, her bearing dignified, "It's been nearly two hundred years since you left your mother's womb; we are meeting for the first time."

Her identity was already becoming clear:

Jin Du Ghost Mother, no, already Jin Du Holy Mother.

Under the pale moonlight, her face seemed to flash with holy light.

Shu Ye's breath caught slightly. Though his city mansion was as deep as the sea, the sudden appearance of Jin Du Holy Mother before him without warning still made his heart leap with fear.

Clearly, he had already imagined a hundred times how he should react upon seeing Jin Du Holy Mother, but this moment came suddenly, and he still had to exert all his strength to suppress the impulse to strike at the pond.

A voice in his mind kept shouting: "Kill the pond! Kill the pond, and you will be free!"

But, no.

It's far from the time.

He bit hard on his tongue tip, striving to calm his mind:

"Did Holy Venerable Lingxu place you on the second batch of the descent list?"

Upon hearing that the Nine Abysses had killed nearly a hundred fully descended Heavenly Deities, Shu Ye had for a moment hoped that Jin Du Holy Mother was on that first list. But he quickly dismissed the thought, because he felt no sign of Jin Du Holy Mother's death.

Mother and son are connected in heart; if Jin Du Holy Mother were to die, he logically could not survive alone.

Jin Du Holy Mother said gently: "Yes, originally I shouldn't have been there, but I longed to see you so much that I could only beg the Holy Venerable to let me descend early! All these years, why have you never responded to my calls?"

"Drop your false pretenses; we'll both save some time." Shu Ye remained unmoved, "Holy Venerable Lingxu sent you down to watch me?" As Shu Ye finished speaking, Jin Du Holy Mother clenched her fists.

Shu Ye instantly felt his head about to split, as if hundreds of awls were simultaneously piercing his skull.

He couldn't help but clutch his head with both hands and let out a low roar:

"Stop!"

But this pain was not something that ceased just because he shouted stop; it continued for more than ten breaths, until Shu Ye bent his waist, his steps somewhat unsteady, and Jin Du Holy Mother finally released her grip.

The Frostleaf National Preceptor lifted his head and glared at her, his forehead drenched in cold sweat.

When he made no effort to conceal it, the murderous light in his eyes made onlookers' calves tremble.

The sudden pain just now, instead of subduing him, only stirred his anger.

The Holy Mother of Jin Du spread her hands, red light flickering in her palm, yet her voice remained gentle:

"Don't blame me—I truly don't wish to punish you, but this is the Holy Sovereign's demand; I can only go through the motions."

She continued: "The Holy Sovereign is dissatisfied with your recent conduct. Especially tonight—why did you stop the young flood dragon from attacking Shen State?" She withdrew her hand seal, and the Frostleaf National Preceptor took a deep breath, soon regaining composure:

"If the Crown Prince orders troops to march on Shen State, the Qing Palace National Preceptor and the Treasure Tree King, among others, will surely oppose it, and Bekka will split! You've gone through so much to slay the Demon Emperor—you surely don't wish to see this come to pass?"

The Heavenly Demon slew the Demon Emperor in order to bring all of Bekka under his control. If Bekka were to descend into civil war now, it could not become the Heavenly Demon's most useful weapon.

"How do you know they would disagree?"

"From the old Demon Emperor to Nie Xiaolou, in recent years the thing they least want to do is offend Cang Yan. That is also their greatest point of contention with the Holy Sovereign. The Treasure Tree King and other vassal demon kings have already taken the antidote to the 'Binding Gut' poison; the Lingxu crowd can no longer manipulate them. Once they oppose mobilizing troops, Bekka's civil war will begin."