Chapter 679

The Emperor's breathing became heavier: "How many people are involved?" "Of course, three hundred and twenty-seven people, each can only take it once." She looked up at the Emperor, "If this list falls into the hands of the Heavenly Gods, I fear the Lingxu Wang Ting will collapse by half and be filled with chaos."

If the Wang Ting is unstable, the Emperor's throne is unstable.

The Emperor was somewhat indignant: "Are you using this to threaten me?"

"I wouldn't dare, this is also the reason I rushed to the Ganquan Palace." Grand Coordinator Qingyang remained calm, "If it is searched out by Bai Bai Ziqi, you will be in trouble here."

The Emperor stared at the account book, standing still without speaking.

People buying medicine violate the Heavenly Laws and should logically be strictly investigated. But this number of people is too large.

Grand Coordinator Qingyang's immortality medicine is of course not sold just for money. Even if you are a wealthy merchant with vast assets, you cannot buy this divine medicine by holding banknotes at the Qingfu Temple.

Of course, ninety-nine percent of people didn't even know that the Qingfu Temple sold immortality medicine. This is something outside their cognitive dimension.

The names of the patrons recorded in this account book must all be prominent figures in Lingxu City, and behind each person often stands several noble families; using "overwhelming power" to describe them is not an exaggeration at all.

If the account book is obtained by the Heavenly Gods, they won't care about any consequences or situations; they will only order a thorough investigation and arrests to prove that divine majesty cannot be defied.

But the epic-level shock generated by this in the Between Beijia Wang Ting will have to be swallowed by the Emperor.

As formidable as it is, it also feels it is thorny.

Angry as it may be, it also doesn't want to raise a butcher's knife to slaughter so many beloved ministers! Fear of death is a biological instinct. Trying every possible way to extend one's life, isn't that human nature? "How do you want to solve this trouble for me?"

Grand Coordinator Qingyang was incomparably earnest: "I beg the Emperor to spare my life."

Just having True Lord Tongming intercede for her is too weak. She must at least win the pity of the Demon Emperor again.

After all, no matter how the Heavenly Gods apply pressure, the one who makes the final decision and issues the decree is still the Emperor.

If it doesn't want her to die, she should be able to survive.

"You..."

Grand Coordinator Qingyang quickly added: "This case, in the final analysis, only involves the deaths of some demon commoners; I am willing to make compensation. I beg the Emperor to demote me to a common old woman in the marketplace; anyway... my remaining life is not long."

Mortals rarely live past a hundred, and the limit for practitioners is around one hundred and forty; she is nearly two hundred, which is already super longevity. If it weren't for her skill in maintaining her appearance, her hands and face would probably be about the same as dried orange peel now.

Without vital power, the days she has left can be seen at a glance.

The Emperor was silent because of the vicissitudes in her words, and turned to pace into the garden.

Having known each other for nearly two hundred years, even a stone could be warmed, let alone a living creature of flesh and blood? Grand Coordinator Qingyang didn't say a word, pushed open the door, and accompanied it to walk forward.

Because the Emperor had long since dismissed everyone, this garden was empty, with only green trees facing the wind and the fragrance of flowers hitting the nose, but not a single bird chirped—

With the Emperor's pressure here, would the birds not tremble?

Deep in the garden grew a dragon-brain incense tree, with pink and white flowers and a strange, pungent fragrance.

Grand Coordinator Qingyang walked over naturally, flicked her hand to knock down a small cluster of white flowers, and tucked them into her hair.

The Emperor stopped, looked down, as if piercing through nearly two hundred years of time, seeing that little girl again picking dragon-brain incense to wear in her hair, giggling at it—and she was even missing a front tooth.

Since then, whenever Grand Coordinator Qingyang passed by this garden, she would often come over to pick flowers to wear, only this dragon-brain incense tree grew larger and larger, from a lonely little seedling back then to the towering tree it is now! It still softened its heart and sighed deeply: "I can spare your life."

Grand Coordinator Qingyang lifted her head abruptly, then knelt down with a thud, slightly choking: "Emperor!"

"The deaths of those few demon commoners are not a big deal; the vassal demon nations are just taking the opportunity to make trouble for Lingxu City, and there is also a large group of ignorant commoners cheering for them." The Emperor said majestically, "The ban on selling immortality medicine is an iron law set by the Heavenly Gods. If I dismiss you from office and confiscate your property, it can be considered an explanation, but those subordinates of yours cannot be saved."

Grand Coordinator Qingyang was moved to tears: "The Emperor is benevolent!"

The anger of the Heavenly Gods must find a channel to be vented.

On the matter of the immortality medicine, she lost. It is better to say she lost to Xi Yunhe's more than ten years of forbearance and planning than to say she lost to Frost Leaf.

This person really knows her too well.

But she still saved her life; only by living is there hope for a counterattack.

"Actually, what the Heavenly Gods are most concerned about is the source of the divine blood used to refine the immortality medicine." The Emperor glanced at her, "Whether obtained from the human world or the divine realm, you must explain it clearly."

"Yes!" Grand Coordinator Qingyang said in a condensed voice, "The source of the divine blood is the demon puppet master Dong Rui!"

"Who?" The Emperor is busy with a thousand things a day and felt this name was unfamiliar.

"More than ten years ago, he abducted the son of the Left Imperial Guard General and transformed him into a violent giant ape that recognized no relatives and only obeyed his own orders. Lingxu City issued a wanted notice for this, but Dong Rui quickly escaped from Between Beijia, and his whereabouts became unknown."

"In the process of Dong Rui transforming these demon puppets, he must use divine blood to trigger their mutation." Grand Coordinator Qingyang continued, "At that time, I made contact with him and obtained a lot of divine blood from his hands."

"'A lot', how much is that?"

"A small half-jar." The medicine primer needed to refine immortality medicine is very little; a drop of divine blood the size of a needle tip, after dilution, can refine hundreds of immortality medicines—and this is even counting the failure rate.

"Then, where did Dong Rui obtain the divine blood?"

"I don't know." Grand Coordinator Qingyang said in a low voice, "I originally wanted to trick it out of him, but Dong Rui escaped."

The Emperor shook its head: "Pushing the source of the divine blood onto a person whose whereabouts are unknown is not a good method."

"Dong Rui has not disappeared!" Grand Coordinator Qingyang hurriedly said, "The monster 'Snail Toad' used by my wicked disciple Xi Yunhe for hunting demons is Dong Rui's demon puppet!"

The Emperor's gaze condensed.

Dong Rui and Xi Yunhe are in the same group? "Not long ago, Dong Rui even appeared in the Hanhe Great Battle of the Yuan Nation, cooperating with Hong Chenglue to attack the Yuan Nation's army." Grand Coordinator Qingyang glanced at it, "He dared to appear in public because he obtained Between Beijia's amnesty order. Do you know who proposed this amnesty?"

The Emperor lowered its head until its pair of giant eyes were close to her: "You want to say that Dong Rui has divine blood in his hands, and he has found Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf as his backer?"

Its eyes were burning with fierce light, and its voice shook like thunder: "So, Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf knows the whereabouts of the divine blood?"

The Emperor was furious, but Grand Coordinator Qingyang's expression was as calm as water, and she lowered her eyes: "Exactly!"

"This accusation of yours..." The Emperor said angrily, "There is no evidence! Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf can refute it without any effort!"

As expected of Grand Coordinator Qingyang, even in a desperate situation, she still wants to bite her opponent to death!

"No, I have evidence!" Grand Coordinator Qingyang said in a deep voice, "I just received intelligence that there is an abnormality in the main city area of Lingxu Lower City. Large trees suddenly grew branches, looking like ghosts, and docile sheep demons suddenly transformed and chewed on living people. These are probably mutations triggered by contact with divine blood, just like Dong Rui's demon puppets. It's just a pity that I had just received this clue when Chief Bai led people to surround the Qinggong, and I didn't have time to investigate further. Therefore—"

She said word by word: "Dong Rui is very likely nearby!"

"Dong Rui's amnesty order was signed by Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf, and Hong Chenglue was the last person to see him. I think, as long as it is verified that the abnormalities in the lower city are related to divine blood, you can question Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf."

Hong Chenglue was brought back by Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf; the whole Lingxu City knows that he is considered a person of Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf's faction.

Dong Rui, Hong Chenglue, Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf. The Emperor sneered, does Grand Coordinator Qingyang want to tie them together? "Hong Chenglue has already rushed to the eastern front."

"It doesn't matter if I can't pull Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf down. If he is also suspected, it will be difficult for him to act on behalf of the vital power, so according to the order, the most likely successor is the Master of the Summer Palace." Grand Coordinator Qingyang said faintly, "Like me, they are of one heart with you."

"Is that all?" The Emperor said coldly, "The Dong Rui you accused, no one knows where he is either. Wanting to catch him and bring him to justice is a long way off. For you, this matter will not pass."

"It doesn't matter, I can wait." Grand Coordinator Qingyang knelt down to the Emperor again, "After I am gone, Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf and the Heavenly Gods will definitely take the opportunity to exert force, wanting to regain the upper hand in the Wang Ting."

The Emperor did not speak.

In the court, Grand Coordinator Qingyang is one of its most important supporters, even having to smooth out relationships, win over people's hearts, and integrate affairs for it; her role is no different from a stabilizing needle.

Actually, the Emperor also understands why she sold immortality medicine.

Isn't it just to win over people's hearts and coordinate relationships between all parties? To put it bluntly, to control power.

Excluding some selfishness, in the final analysis, it is still for the Emperor.

Its loyalty to Qingyang, it has never doubted.

Now that a big thunder has exploded here, her position as Grand Coordinator cannot be kept, and the Heavenly Gods and Grand Coordinator Frost Leaf will most likely take the opportunity to suppress the forces she left in the court and eliminate dissidents.

The struggle surrounding royal power and divine power has never stopped.

It is precisely because of this that the Demon Emperor does not want the account book in Grand Coordinator Qingyang's hands to leak out. For the entire Wang Ting, her fall is already like an earthquake; if many high-ranking officials are implicated because of the immortality medicine case, then the division of the Wang Ting and the hollowing out of imperial power will be right before their eyes.

The storm shrouding the Lingxu City Wang Ting is about to take shape.

Even for the Emperor, one improper handling will lead to endless trouble.

"For the position of Qinggong Grand Coordinator, I recommend Nie Nie Xiaolou, the Dean of Tongshan Academy, to succeed. He has outstanding cultivation, is shrewd in character, and is rarely able to understand the big picture and take care of the overall situation; you have also known him for a long time. Hmm, his age is also very suitable, only in his forties." Grand Coordinator Qingyang said seriously, "Most importantly, he and I are only nodding acquaintances, usually having no dealings, and the Heavenly Gods cannot pick out any faults."

First, set the successor for the head of the Qinggong, so that the Heavenly Gods won't come up with ideas or insert candidates later, and the Emperor will be passive.

The Demon Emperor smiled slightly: "Does he really have no dealings with you?"

"Yes."

Whether it is or isn't, it no longer matters. Its gaze fell on the account book in Grand Coordinator Qingyang's arms.

Grand Coordinator Qingyang understood, slightly exerted her true power, and flames rose on the account book.

In a few moments, this big heart disease of the Emperor was burned to fly ash.

She also knew what the Emperor was worried about: "This is the only copy, there are no duplicates."

(End of chapter)