Chapter 135

Star Soul, kneeling on the ground, felt a slight sense of relief after hearing the Ghost’s words.

It seemed his actions just now had successfully allowed the Leader to escape.

Ying Mo also shifted his gaze to Star Soul.

If it weren't for this person just now, he would have already beheaded those two black-clad figures. **CHAPTER 305**

Star Soul, kneeling on the ground, also felt Ying Mo’s gaze filled with killing intent.

However, he still knelt there with a calm expression.

As long as they had no concrete evidence, it was absolutely impossible for them to take action against him.

Toward this Star Soul in front of him, Ying Mo was also full of suspicion.

But just as Star Soul thought, he indeed had no evidence that Star Soul also participated in the plan five years ago.

A sneer appeared on Ying Mo’s face.

"Even if I didn't catch the two black-clad figures just now,"

"I already know their identities."

"Who?"

Hearing Ying Mo’s words, Ying Zheng stood up directly from the Dragon Throne.

His gaze was burning as he stared at Ying Mo.

"Beimingzi."

A name was spoken by Ying Mo.

Hearing this name, the few people present had different thoughts.

Star Soul did not expect that even though the Leader and the others escaped, they still let the Ghost know their identities.

However, looking at the Ghost’s meaning, he seemed to only know the identity of Beimingzi alone.

Thinking of this, Star Soul felt relieved once again.

As long as this matter did not involve their Yin-Yang School,

it had nothing to do with their Yin-Yang School.

Wang Jian, who had been calm on the side, opened his eyes wide when he heard the name spoken by this black-clad figure.

Widened his eyes.

Did the Daoist School also participate in this matter?

Subsequently, Wang Jian sighed heavily.

Among these Hundred Schools of Thought, even if they were indifferent to the world, they each had their own ambitions.

The brilliance of Young Master Mo back then did indeed make these Hundred Schools of Thought feel a hint of threat.

It was no wonder these Hundred Schools of Thought would participate in the plan five years ago.

Ying Zheng’s eyes widened, his eyes splitting with rage.

"How dare they...?"

"These people dare to..."

Ying Zheng’s body began to tremble.

First it was the powerful ministers under his command,

and then it was discovered that the Hundred Schools of Thought also participated in the plan back then.

Every time he learned of a true culprit from back then, it increased the hatred in Ying Zheng’s heart.

These people,

not one of them wanted that child to continue living.

He shouldn't have.

He shouldn't have let that child reveal his brilliance too early back then.

He also shouldn't have expressed his intentions so clearly.

He should have placed that child in the shadows, giving him enough opportunity to grow up.

Thinking of these, a terrifying killing intent erupted in Ying Zheng’s eyes.

"Mo’er is the eldest imperial son of my entire Great Qin."

"Pass down my order: from now on, label the Daoist School as rebels and traitors, and order the execution of all Daoist members."

Ying Zheng’s voice, filled with killing intent, echoed in the palace.

The intense anger in that tone made Ying Mo look back slightly.

He did not expect Ying Zheng to have such an attitude upon learning of the true culprits from back then.

Ying Mo’s gaze fluctuated once again.

The originally firm thought in his heart loosened slightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

As Zhang Han, who had followed Ying Zheng for a long time, he naturally knew how much Ying Zheng valued Young Master Mo.

These Hundred Schools of Thought dared to intervene in the conspiracy to harm Young Master Mo.

Zhang Han’s heart was similarly filled with anger.

These Hundred Schools of Thought did not take Great Qin seriously at all.

An order was passed out from within Xianyang City.

The result brought by this order was that all Daoist members in Xianyang City were captured by the iron cavalry of Great Qin.

And some well-informed Daoists fled Xianyang City the moment they learned the news.

Xiaomeng had always been by Beimingzi’s side, staying in Xianyang City.

During this period, Beimingzi had always left at sunrise and returned at night, and had never told her what he was specifically doing.

Xiaomeng knew that her Master must have important matters to attend to, so she did not ask.

Just tonight, she discovered that turmoil had come to the peaceful Xianyang City.

Going out to inquire about the news, she soon learned that those being captured were all Daoist people.

Xiaomeng was slightly stunned.

She did not understand why the iron cavalry of Great Qin wanted to take action against their Daoist people.

But at this moment, she clearly knew that if her identity were exposed, the outcome would ultimately be to become a prisoner.

Taking advantage of the chaos, listening to the night,

Xiaomeng successfully left Xianyang City from the city gate.

She waited bitterly at the location agreed upon with her Master.

But until dawn broke, she still did not see Beimingzi’s figure.

At this moment, Beimingzi had already fallen into a state of unconsciousness.

After Donghuang Taiyi successfully escaped, he discovered that Beimingzi behind him had long since fainted.

But the moment he saw the mask on Beimingzi’s face disappear, his pupils contracted violently.

Damn it!

Realizing that Beimingzi’s identity might have been exposed, Donghuang Taiyi cursed secretly.

He rudely stuffed a pill into Beimingzi’s mouth.

Beimingzi’s eyelids soon moved slightly.

"Damn thing, do you know that your identity has already been exposed?"

Watching Beimingzi wake up, Donghuang Taiyi cursed without hesitation.

Beimingzi, who had woken up, was initially in a state of chaos in his mind.

But he soon regained clarity.

After hearing Donghuang Taiyi’s words, he quickly touched his face.

Realizing that the mask on his face had fallen off and his identity had been exposed,

Beimingzi’s body froze immediately.

Subsequently, he thought of those Daoist people hidden in Xianyang City.

He struggled to climb up from the ground immediately.

Feeling the wounds on his body, Beimingzi could only frown and sit cross-legged.

Internal energy circulated within his body, and the wounds slowly began to heal.

The leaves that had entered his body were also forced out by his power.

By the time his breath had recovered seven or eight tenths, Beimingzi opened his eyes immediately.

Where was Donghuang Taiyi’s figure in front of him?

At this time, Beimingzi was in no mood to think about where Donghuang Taiyi had gone. **CHAPTER 306**