Chapter 109: Exclusive Card Deck for Jian Xinxin (Third Update, Seeking Monthly Votes)

A moment after the soul dissipated, this Seal also began to tremble gradually, and having lost its reason for existence, it began to disintegrate.

And outside the crumbling illusion, Ren Yidao suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"Come to think of it... was I pierced through the heart by a plum tree earlier?"

Eh?

If that plum tree demon is my sister-in-law, then does that mean I was actually pierced by my sister-in-law?

Wow, is it that cruel?

"Hmm... since she fled to avoid punishment, I'll just go find Senior Brother and ask for medical expenses."

I'll collect one compensation from Senior Brother first, and if I have the chance to meet my sister-in-law later, I'll ask her for another.

Good, that's decided.

"Speaking of which, another reason I came to Wentian was to ask Li Lingling's parents for protection money."

One share from Li Long, one from Ran Guifei, one from Li Lingling, and I can ask for one from Li Yiyi later too.

One favor, four payouts; it's simply delightful.

Now that I've got Li Long's share in hand, I'll slowly recover Li Lingling's share from her later, and there's no rush for Li Yiyi's either.

"Then I'll find a time to go ask Ran Guifei for it~"

Hehehe.

What kind of good things should I ask for?

Just as he was about to leave, the Seal before him finally shattered completely, revealing its true face.

It was a scroll depicting a village, which gradually decayed and dissipated as it fell through mid-air.

And as the scroll fell, the object wrapped within it also dropped down.

"Hmm?"

Feeling something in his heart, Ren Yidao waved his hand and caught the object.

It was a spirit tablet.

Ren Yidao's brows twitched, and he slowly read the words upon it aloud:

"Spirit Tablet of My Wife Mei Yongdi."

Mei Yongdi.

"So, my sister-in-law is also from the Mei family? Given this name, is she of the same generation as Mei Yongzhu?"

Although those who died in the Mei Family Village incident died and those who fled fled, it seems there are still hidden circumstances behind it that Ren Yidao does not know.

"This Seal is Senior Brother's handiwork; was trapping Mei Yongzhu here meant to torture him? Or was it to have him guard the spirit tablet?"

Or could it be both?

One cannot figure it out by thinking alone, so Ren Yidao decided to directly press Jian Xinxin for answers later.

As for this spirit tablet, how should it be handled?

Leaving it here just like that doesn't feel quite right.

Besides, the key person doesn't seem to be dead, right?

"How about I take it? If Senior Brother wants to beat me up in the future, I'll bring this out!"

Ta-da!

Exclusive Card Deck for Jian Xinxin: Spirit Tablet of Mei Yongdi!

Although it sounds like a dark joke, the level of darkness is greatly reduced once you realize Mei Yongdi is still alive.

As for the effect after using it, it would be polarized.

Either I get beaten even harder, or it acts as a Golden Token of immunity; both are possible.

But what doesn't have risks?

If I don't take it, there's a one hundred percent chance I won't be immune to punishment.

If I take it, there's a fifty percent chance I can be immune.

I'll bet on it!

Win and you live the high life, lose and you end up working for a living.

Going all-in is a form of wisdom!

Ren Yidao put away the spirit tablet of the person suspected to be his sister-in-law.

As for the idea that not taking it would guarantee he wouldn't get beaten, that doesn't exist.

It's not that I, Ren, am boasting.

I have quite a lot of confidence in my ability to stir up trouble.

……

……

And just as the Mei Garden Seal completely dissipated, besides Jian Xinxin, who was far away in the Divine Path Sect, feeling something in her heart, there was one other person who sensed it.

In the Imperial Palace of Wentian, Li Long, sitting atop the empty grand hall, lifted his eyelids.

He looked toward the south, seemingly sensing something, and then sighed.

"In the end, it couldn't hold on any longer..."

He knew of the changes in the south of the city and knew that a Great Demon had been born there, but he did not intervene, even sending his most outstanding daughter to eliminate the demon.

Is this really just Li Long's arrogance?

No, it is because he knew the true purpose of that Seal and was clear about its harmlessness.

Letting Li Qiushui go was merely a test of her character.

At this moment, with Li Jiyang inciting the Clearing the Emperor's Side, it is fortunate that Li Qiushui has not disappointed him.

"The struggle for the throne..."

Recalling the names from those years, Li Long slowly narrowed his eyes.

Some of those people fell under the blades of others, some completely withdrew from worldly affairs, and some still harbor undying ambition even now.

Regardless of what they are planning, Li Long does not care.

Want my throne? Want my life?

If you want to come, then come.

And among those brothers and sisters, he once had a brother with whom he had the best relationship.

Youthful and unrestrained, traveling together, swearing brotherhood and following beauties... who could have known it would end in such a conclusion?

"Old Seventeen, are you still unable to let go even now?"

Thinking of that brother whose personality became reclusive and who entered the monastic life, unwilling to even write a single letter, Li Long sighed, cursing in a low voice, frustrated by his lack of progress:

"The person has already been dead for so many years, what else is there for you to be unable to let go of!"

"The Late Emperor has been dead for so many years; if you don't speak and I don't speak, who could possibly know about that matter!"

"You blockhead!"

Cursing is one thing, but Li Long can also understand the inner turmoil of the other party.

Anyone who discovers that their lover is their own half-sister would likely not be able to accept it so easily.

Added to that, an accident occurred; before he could come to terms with it, the beauty had already passed away, and having survived, he fell completely into a dead end...

"Now that the Seal of the Mei Garden is broken, you should also be able to let go completely."

The Demon Qi in the south of the city dissipated, and Li Long no longer concerned himself with that side, turning instead to continue fiddling with the evidence Li Qiushui had handed him, muttering to himself:

"... Transformation Demon Art? I didn't know its name back then, nor did I take it to heart, but I didn't expect to see it again after so many years."

"Is the Demon Race about to lose their patience again?"

Although Li Long is not yet clear on the specifics of the Transformation Demon, his intuition tells him that this technique comes from the Demon Race beyond the borders.

"Even Jiangnan has already been infiltrated, so could other places still be clean? Heh..."

The great war many years ago drove the Demon Race to the bitter, cold lands beyond the borders, and after recuperating for so many years, they are also becoming restless.

The struggle between the two races is just not shown on the surface, but in the shadows, it is not lacking at all.

Let alone the Demon Race, even he himself—dare he say he hasn't planted some spies among the Demon Race?

After thinking for a while, Li Long changed to a more languid posture and said indifferently:

"Su Peiqing."

"This old servant is here."

"Notify the ministers that I will announce the matters regarding the appointment of a chancellor tomorrow; tell them to prepare themselves mentally."

Your Majesty, what exactly are you going to announce?

And you even want the ministers to prepare themselves mentally...

Su Peiqing had ten thousand question marks in his heart, but he did not say a word, his body tensing slightly as he bowed deeply.

"Yes."

"Additionally, have Shi Anqi rush to the Song Family immediately; before sunset tomorrow, I want to hear his good news."

"Tell him, if he fails, six thousand lashes, to be dragged to Heavenly Street for the execution."

Su Peiqing:?

He really wanted to say a word of justice.

Your Majesty, please spare Old Shi's backside!

"... Yes."

I was wrong—please don't stop voting—

Besides, listen to my sophistry; I really am not leaving a cliffhanger. I generally finish writing one event in a day and then push the plot for tomorrow just a little bit.

Besides, I updated three times today; if I stop today, I'll finish it tomorrow—