Chapter 223

The next day.

Early in the morning, Shang Rong arrived outside Zhaoge City.

He looked up at the sky, which was overcast.

He always had a bad premonition that this trip might not go so smoothly.

Just as Shang Rong was about to step into the city gate, suddenly, a huge and heavy stone block on the city wall fell down without warning.

That stone block carried the force of ten thousand jun and smashed straight toward Shang Rong at an astonishing speed.

Shang Rong couldn't react at all; only hearing a loud "bang," the stone block smashed heavily onto his head.

Instantly, blood splattered everywhere, and Shang Rong couldn't even let out a scream before his eyes went black and he fell to the ground, unable to get up.

His body twitched a few times on the ground, and then there was no movement.

This sudden tragedy stunned the surrounding people, and after a brief silence, there was a burst of exclamations.

"Oh my god, it's the old Prime Minister! He was smashed to death by a stone block!"

"The old Prime Minister spent his whole life for the country; I didn't expect him to meet such a sudden disaster."

In the corner.

Gu Xiu walked out and looked at Shang Rong on the ground, his eyes indifferent.

This could be considered giving Shang Rong a bit of dignity; as for whether the Chan Sect would still give him the Investiture of the Gods, that was unknown.

The matter in Zhaoge was over, so he summoned the Water-Fire Qilin and pulled him toward 'Qinglan Residence'.

Sitting in the treasure carriage, he felt a bit fortunate.

Ever since he knew this was the Investiture of the Gods, every time he went on a killing spree, he would always be stained with some karma. Fortunately, he had condensed the golden wheel of merit, otherwise, how much karma would he have been stained with in the future.

Qinglan Residence, peach blossoms were scorching, like smoke and clouds.

When he left, he put a puppet here, so during the time he was away, the puppet had taken good care of this place.

Gu Xiu came to the courtyard and sat down at the stone table, unable to help but think of the hundred years he had lived here with Yun Xiao.

The resentment in his heart toward the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect grew a bit more.

If he didn't send the Twelve Golden Immortals to the list, he would not be a man.

Suddenly, on the horizon, a gorgeous green shadow appeared.

A divine and extraordinary Green Phoenix was coming here, its wings spread, green light flowing, and every flap of its wings caused the wind and clouds to change.

On top of the Green Phoenix stood a female immortal.

Her face was delicate, her figure graceful, her skin whiter than snow, and her red lips were naturally red without lipstick.

A white dress fluttered with the wind, like a fairy from the nine heavens descending to the mortal world.

"Green Phoenix?" Gu Xiu remembered that Yun Xiao's mount was also a Green Phoenix.

But looking closely, the female immortal standing on the Green Phoenix was Princess Long Ji.

Princess Long Ji's expression was cold, her gaze looking toward the bamboo house.

Feeling the other party's gaze, Gu Xiu was puzzled.

"It looks like she is indeed coming here, but the words that should have been said were already said, and I even angered her into leaving. I don't know what Princess Long Ji wants to do by coming here at this time..."

While deep in thought, the Green Phoenix flew outside Qinglan Residence.

Princess Long Ji jumped down lightly and walked in.

Her lotus steps moved lightly as she came before Gu Xiu: "Gu Xiu, what do you mean?"

As soon as she came over, she said a sentence that left Gu Xiu completely confused.

"Princess Long Ji, I don't quite understand your words. Could it be that you didn't come specifically to discuss the Dao with me today?"

Princess Long Ji bit her lower lip lightly and finally said: "The Hong Jin you told me about last time, I had people check; he is a third-generation disciple of your Jie Sect."

"Princess Long Ji, are you here to hold me accountable?" The other party was the daughter of the Heavenly Emperor and possessed the intelligence network of the entire Heavenly Court; it was normal for her to find out Hong Jin's information so quickly.

Princess Long Ji snorted coquettishly: "I have never seen Hong Jin. Why did you say that kind of thing at the time, saying that I would be happily married to Hong Jin in the future?"

Gu Xiu smiled: "Princess, don't be anxious. This matter is a long story; what I said was not groundless."

Princess Long Ji's eyebrows furrowed tightly, her beautiful eyes full of anger: "Nonsense! I am a princess of the Heavenly Court; how could I have a marriage with a third-generation disciple of your Jie Sect? Don't spout nonsense here."

"Princess, just take it as my nonsense. After all, things haven't happened yet. Instead of asking me, Princess, you might as well go ask the Old Man of the Moon."

Not wanting to explain too much, Gu Xiu wasn't sure if Princess Long Ji really had a marriage with Hong Jin.

But later, the Immortal Fuyuan and the Old Man of the Moon did indeed force the two to have a marriage; as for the reason, only the two of them knew.

"You admit you were spouting nonsense, that's fine. I don't want to hear such words in the future."

Princess Long Ji's chest heaved, and after saying this, she turned and left.

The Green Phoenix had been waiting outside Qinglan Residence for a long time, and seeing Princess Long Ji come out, it let out a cry.

Princess Long Ji was full of anger, jumped lightly, and landed on the Green Phoenix's back.

The Green Phoenix raised its head and let out a long cry, taking her away. Its green wings crossed the white clouds, and soon it transformed into a green stream of light, disappearing into the horizon.

Gu Xiu stood in the courtyard of Qinglan Residence and shook his head.

"It seems she is used to being pampered, being so unreasonable."

……

Mount Zhongnan, Yuzhudong.

Returning from Zhaoge, Yun Zhongzi imagined the scene of Wen Zhong leaving and the court being in turmoil.

As a result, his heart palpitated, as if something bad had happened.

Pinching his fingers to calculate the source of this unease, his face grew increasingly solemn.

"Shang Rong is dead? But it seems it didn't go according to plan?"

The original plan was to have Shang Rong use his status as the old Prime Minister to remonstrate in the morning court, saying some unpleasant but loyal words to anger King Zhou.

To justify his loyalty, he would crash into the court and die, making the officials in the court feel cold-hearted.

Shang Rong would also gain a good reputation for remonstrating at the risk of death, and King Zhou would logically bear the name of a muddled king again.

The Chan Sect could also regain the advantage.

He hadn't expected the good plan to be ruined again.

Yun Zhongzi immediately went to Zhaoge to investigate the situation and learned that Shang Rong had been smashed by a falling stone from the city wall when entering the city.

Looking up at the stone wall on the city wall, the doubt in Yun Zhongzi's eyes deepened.

"Shang Rong's life should not have ended here. These stone walls are incredibly sturdy; for them to suddenly fall, someone must have tampered with them."

"It seems those fur-clad and horn-bearing creatures of the Jie Sect are not just people with developed limbs and simple minds. It would be better to inform Teacher about this matter."

……

Mount Kunlun.

Jade Void Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes were slightly closed, as if in deep thought, and as if observing all things in the world.

Suddenly, a golden light scroll flew in, breaking the tranquility of the Jade Void Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun opened his eyes slightly, and after taking in the information in the scroll, he frowned slightly.

"The scheme in Zhaoge has failed again?"

He was very puzzled in his heart, a trace of doubt flashing in his deep eyes.

"Why is it that the people of the Jie Sect can always be one step ahead of my sect and ruin our plans?"

Thinking of this, he called the White Crane Boy in.

"White Crane, go call Antarctic Immortal Weng."

"Yes, Saint Master." After saying this, the White Crane Boy turned and hurried away.

Before long, Antarctic Immortal Weng hurried over, entered the hall, his expression respectful, and bowed: "Disciple pays respects to Teacher."

Yuanshi Tianzun opened his eyes slightly, looked at Antarctic Immortal Weng, and said: "The matter in Zhaoge has been frustrated again. Antarctic, what is your insight on this?"