Chapter 597

"Who exactly are you?"

Facing the questioning of the White Paper City Lord's clone, Unlike Ning Zhuo's heart tightened, and he immediately understood that his disguise had been seen through by the other party.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's role-playing as Jiao Ma was itself Sun Lingtong's stealing technique.

Sun Lingtong was at the Foundation Establishment stage, and although he had absorbed the evil god's bone marrow, leading to a great increase in the stealing technique, the extent of the increase could not reach the Nascent Soul level.

Just like when Unlike Ning Zhuo was on the battlefield of the Thousand Peaks Forest in the Two Notes Kingdom, even if he exhausted his family fortune, he had not truly leveraged his aura to the Nascent Soul level.

Being able to support it until now and only then be detected by the paper clone, on the contrary, showed the strength of Sun Lingtong's stealing technique.

Unlike Ning Zhuo bowed and paid a slight respect: "For the details, I ask the City Lord to dismiss the others, and then I will narrate it."

Wen Ruanyu immediately raised his eyebrows, about to speak.

As a result, the paper clone waved her hand: "You all retreat."

"City Lord?!" Wen Ruanyu immediately became nervous.

Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden had fallen, which was the greatest loss for White Paper Xiancheng. Therefore, it provoked the arrival of the paper clone.

However, once the paper clone was also lost here, the future of White Paper Xiancheng would inevitably be even darker.

But the paper clone stared at Unlike Ning Zhuo and repeated: "Get out."

Wen Ruanyu and the others naturally dared not disobey the City Lord and retreated one after another.

The paper clone waved her long sleeves, instantly isolating the inside and outside, forming a space for secret talk.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was slightly surprised, not expecting the paper clone to be so easy to talk to.

The White Paper City Lord clone took out a magic treasure: "This is the 'Plain Inquiry Dissecting Heart Scroll', which can distinguish truth from falsehood. If you lie, your heart will be dissected, and you will die miserably on the spot."

As she said this, she activated the magic treasure, making it hang above Unlike Ning Zhuo's head.

Unlike Ning Zhuo felt his vitality being forcibly taken away, closely connected to the Plain Inquiry Dissecting Heart Scroll.

"Little Zhuo!" Sun Lingtong cried out, wishing he could replace him.

Unlike Ning Zhuo transmitted his voice, telling Sun Lingtong not to be impatient: "Boss, don't forget, I am already a Fire-Attribute Heart Temple."

Sun Lingtong shook his head; he knew very well that this was mostly comfort. Unlike Ning Zhuo's heart had been transformed, but essentially it was his Foundation Establishment-level heart, fused with ten thousand years of fire essence; what grade was it? It was at most at the Golden Core level; how could it resist this Nascent Soul-level magic treasure?

Sun Lingtong stared at the Plain Inquiry Dissecting Heart Scroll above, and saw that the scroll was very plain white, with natural reed fiber textures hidden on the paper surface. The two ends of the axis were rolled with hard shell paper soaked in pine glue, with the rough edges left by cutting the paper preserved at the edges, wrapped with a half-faded indigo seal.

"Speak." The White Paper City Lord urged, her voice cold.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was silent for a long time before exhaling a turbid breath: "Actually, there is nothing that cannot be said about this matter."

"My surname is Ning, given name Zhuo, from the Fire Persimmon Xiancheng of the South Bean Kingdom. I am the patriarch of the Ning family branch, a close friend of Zhu Zhu Xuanji, a divine catcher of the South Bean Kingdom royal family, the number one ally of the South Bean Kingdom's Myriad Medicine Gate, and also the son-in-law of the General Mu mansion of the Two Notes Kingdom..."

"I traveled the world this time to search for my mother's relics, but I had no clues. This time, I received guidance from Zhu Zhu Xuanji to come and seek the Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden senior of White Paper Xiancheng for divination."

"For this, I also brought a token..."

When Unlike Ning Zhuo said this, he took out the white jade wax candle and showed it to the City Lord clone.

The White Paper City Lord's pupils shrank.

The prophecy poem immediately popped into her mind: "The ghost tide surges and White Paper is in danger, the lone swan carries the candle to break the heavenly curtain. The guest star shines north of the literary pivot, the ten thousand images lamp destroys the disaster."

Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden was her right-hand assistant, so naturally, she would not hide this from her.

The White Paper City Lord thought of this and reached out to take the white jade wax candle, holding it in her

hand, confirming it was correct, and then said: "Little Le only scattered eleven white jade wax candles like this in her life."

Having said this, the City Lord's tone changed slightly: "Why didn't you take it out earlier? And why did you pretend to be someone else? Did you kill Jiao Ma?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo smiled bitterly: "The junior is new here and unfamiliar with the place, so I thought about disguising myself to collect local information first, and after finding a way, I would go to seek the Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden senior."

"Who knew that I would run into a battlefield halfway, where many people died, so I had a flash of inspiration and played the role of the deceased among them."

"Who knew that being clever would lead to being mistaken, and I was brought into the immortal city and became one of the male concubines."

"I wanted to seek the Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden senior, but the senior had been assassinated twice, and the defense was strict. If I had appeared in my original appearance, I might have been able to act openly. But the city had long been thoroughly investigated and under military ban, and appearing in my true form rashly would only cause great misunderstanding."

"Because of this, I was afraid of the consequences and just waited for today, taking the opportunity of the promotion to express my true intentions to the Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden senior."

"But the result is what it is now."

The White Paper City Lord fell into silence again.

The small action of her squeezing the white jade wax candle in her hand revealed her inner restlessness.

The White Paper City Lord naturally knew about Yang Weida, but now that she had learned of Unlike Ning Zhuo's identity, she was more inclined to another guess.

Even if she couldn't be sure, her interest in Unlike Ning Zhuo surged wildly, and she couldn't help but ask in detail: "Who is your mother? Why go to search for her relics?"

Unlike Ning Zhuo's face showed sadness: "My mother's name was Meng Meng Yaoyin, and she passed away when I was two years old. My purpose in traveling the world is very simple; one is to learn more about my mother..."

Unlike Ning Zhuo did not finish, hiding his main purpose of wanting to resurrect his mother. He chattered for a while, all of which was the truth, and did not touch the Plain Inquiry Dissecting Heart Scroll above his head at all.

The White Paper City Lord fell into silence again.

This silence was longer than any before.

She broke the silence, her voice a bit dry: "You are indeed a filial son."

"Fine."

"I bestow upon you three protective talismans; you go and find out the true murderer who harmed the Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden for me."

As she said this, the White Paper City Lord flicked her finger, and three talismans crossed the white shadow, instantly shooting into Unlike Ning Zhuo's body.

Unlike Ning Zhuo was shocked and hurriedly checked, only to see that the three talismans were actually in his three major dantian, directly occupying the most central area.

Unlike Ning Zhuo bowed bitterly: "City Lord, you are clear-sighted, and with the Plain Inquiry Dissecting Heart Scroll here, you already understand that I am not the murderer."

"I am but a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, too young; how can I take on this heavy responsibility?"

The White Paper City Lord chuckled: "If you don't want to investigate, you can leave White Paper Xiancheng now. These three talismans can be considered as the travel expenses I give you."

After speaking, she flicked her sleeves and disappeared on the spot.

Along with her, the corpse of the Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden also disappeared.

However, before she left, she also left a sentence: "Little Le is dead, and offensives have broken out both inside and outside the city. You don't need to worry about the outside of the city, but near the Nanmen in the city, it is being attacked. The statue at the Nanmen is an array eye of the immortal city array; you go there, and you might be able to collect clues."

"Wen Ruanyu will go with you."

"If you don't want to investigate the true murderer, that's up to you. The ghost tide at the Nanmen is the smallest, and you can leave."

Unlike Ning Zhuo was stunned on the spot.

The White Paper City Lord being so easy to talk to was far beyond his expectations.

The great array of the Listening Ghost Pavilion had stopped, and Unlike Ning Zhuo regained his freedom.

Sun Lingtong transmitted his voice: "Humph, this paper-piece stinky woman says it nicely, what

allowing you to act freely, even leaving White Paper Xiancheng is fine? If it's fine, why leave three talismans in your body? Clearly, she is monitoring you, a sharp blade hanging over our life gate!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo sighed.

Wen Ruanyu pushed the door and entered, his expression very bad, urging: "Since the City Lord has confirmed your innocence and let you investigate, then come with me."

"Hurry. The Nanmen is very chaotic; they say there are several Golden Core-level ghost generals wreaking havoc!"

South of the city.

The defensive battle surrounding the half-section paper statue had already entered a critical stage.

"Hold on, must hold on!" The human cultivators shouted, encouraging morale.

A fat, meat-mountain-like butcher ghost general, holding a bone-chopping knife the size of a door panel, slashed down fiercely.

The slash erupted, shaking the defensive light shield and making it precarious.

The cultivators occupied the array center and array eye, spraying magic power, resisting with difficulty.

The Mirror Makeup Ghost General held a bronze mirror, releasing mirror light, shining on the cultivators inside the light shield, making their minds sway and their magic power transmission unstable, causing the power of the defensive light shield to plummet to the bottom.

The Broken-Mouth Ghost General laughed loudly: "Broken, broken, broken!"

In addition to the mouth in the normal position, a mouth also grew on the left and right sides of his cheeks, and the three mouths spoke at the same time, emitting a strange sound wave.

Under the impact of the sound wave, the defensive light shield shattered with a bang.

The human cultivators guarding the array vomited blood in unison and collapsed on the spot.

Their combat power was gone, and for a time, they became lambs waiting to be slaughtered!

The three Golden Core ghost generals rushed in directly; the butcher ghost general was responsible for slaughtering these cultivators, while the remaining two rushed into the inner layer.

"Terrible, arrived a step late!" Wen Ruanyu brought Jiao Ma (Unlike Ning Zhuo) to this place and happened to see the scene where the defensive magic array was broken, unable to help but be furious

and shocked.

"Although you have been appointed by the City Lord and are no longer suppressed by the immortal city array, you are only at the Foundation Establishment cultivation level after all, so stay further away and protect yourself."

Wen Ruanyu hurriedly explained a few words, unable to care about Unlike Ning Zhuo, and immediately went into battle.

He was a Confucian cultivator, holding a brush, and performing literary arts; his strength was indeed amazing, not an ordinary Golden Core.

The butcher ghost general only killed a few people before being suppressed by Wen Ruanyu; no matter how wild his knife technique was, it was no match for the delicate brush.

Sun Lingtong transmitted his voice in the Ten Thousand Mile Wandering Dragon: "Little Zhuo, take this opportunity, let me show you, and help you steal the talismans in your three dantian!"

Unlike Ning Zhuo had been thinking about the White Paper City Lord's attitude towards him all the way, carefully pondering, and felt more and more that it was strange.

The latter was too easy to talk to.

For Sun Lingtong's analysis, he also agreed quite a bit.

Immediately, he nodded slowly: "Boss, I will leave it to you to take a good look for me. White Paper City Lord being so 'magnanimous' must have a plan."

Mourning Music Ghostly Maiden was dead, so Unlike Ning Zhuo had no need to stay.

"This path can be imitated. In the world, there is not only this one person who can divine." Unlike Ning Zhuo thought to himself, unwilling to linger in White Paper Xiancheng.

The internal and external troubles of this immortal city, and this experience, made him very speechless.

Look at the three ghost generals now; they were not suppressed by the immortal city array at all, which was simply outrageous! This situation must be the cause and effect from before. Respecting other people's fate, Unlike Ning Zhuo did not want to delay more time in this mess.

Boom!

Just at this moment, the confrontation between Wen Ruanyu and the three Golden Core-level ghost generals completely collapsed the magic array here, exposing the workshop inside.

The workshop was burning with raging underworld fire, almost destroyed into ruins.

A human cultivator craftsman shouted: "Lord Wen, must protect the head of the giant statue; if it is destroyed, it will be difficult for us to shape a second one!"

Wen Ruanyu's expression changed.

The Mirror Makeup Ghost General fought hard, and the Broken-Mouth Ghost General took the lead, stepping on the head of the paper statue.

"Terrible!" Wen Ruanyu was caught in a dilemma and secretly called it bad.

Unlike Ning Zhuo's gaze was also attracted.

The next moment, he was completely stunned on the spot—he saw the appearance of the head for the first time.

That is...

"Mother?!"