Chapter 1129

Thinking of this, Hearing Gai Nie could not help blurting out,

"Then doesn't he himself already have the blood of Long Huang?"

This blood of Long Huang is the fresh blood of one who has cultivated the Ten Thousand Ages Dragon Emperor Art.

Then doesn't Hearing Cheng Jiao already have it?"

In this way, as long as Feixue is rescued, the Lu Li Tribe can also be found.

"Hehe! He doesn't!"

Mud Bodhisattva smiled eerily, but did not explain further.

Hearing Gai Nie was startled upon hearing this, and could not help asking, wide-eyed and tongue-tied,

"You mean? You need me to from…"

"Exactly…"

Mud Bodhisattva smiled faintly.

"This…"

Hearing Gai Nie could not help falling into deep thought.

He did not notice that Mud Bodhisattva took the Chenciji Society to slip a brocade pouch into his palm.

……

In the central command tent of the abandoned military camp at Zuicheng of Great Qin, that noble Young Master, hearing this, could not help asking,

"So you're saying? You invited me out to take my blood?"

Hearing Gai Nie, having said this, could not help smiling bitterly and nodding,

"Your Majesty, forgive the offense!"

It turned out that this noble Young Master wearing a silver mask was none other than the Emperor of Great Qin, Hearing Ying Zheng!.

The moment Hearing Gai Nie's words fell, he immediately struck out like lightning.

At this time, Hearing Gai Nie, after the transformation of his battle-heart, had undergone earth-shaking changes in strength.

Even though Hearing Ying Zheng was the Emperor of Great Qin and had cultivated an ancient divine art like the Ten Thousand Ages Dragon Emperor Art,

caught off guard by Hearing Gai Nie's sudden attack, he could not react in time and was pinned on the spot by Hearing Gai Nie.

"Hearing Gai Nie, think clearly — do you truly mean to betray Us for Hearing Cheng Jiao?"

Though Hearing Ying Zheng's mask had not been removed, Hearing Gai Nie could clearly sense the disappointment beneath it.

"It is not that Hearing Gai Nie wishes to betray Your Majesty, but that Hearing Gai Nie has no choice but to do so."

Hearing Gai Nie smiled bitterly in his heart — he was not a man of empty promises.

Having promised Hearing Cheng Jiao to help him find the Lu Li Tribe, he could only do this.

Moreover, Hearing Gai Nie actually had other plans in mind.

"Sigh! So be it…"

Hearing Ying Zheng sighed, knowing he could not change Hearing Gai Nie's decision, and immediately said,

"It's just that you should know, if you help Hearing Cheng Jiao open that so-called Lu Li Tribe,

given his nature, that Lu Li Tribe will surely be plunged into misery."

Hearing Cheng Jiao's character was outwardly magnanimous, but in truth he could tolerate no one.

One only had to look at that fake Orchid Pool Hall — apart from Murong Fu, who had just joined, not a single person dared to speak freely.

Clearly Hearing Cheng Jiao was an autocratic and domineering man.

If the Lu Li Tribe truly was the Jiuli Clan, the descendants of Chiyou,

they would likely submit to Hearing Cheng Jiao no matter what was said.

At least some of them would not.

In that case, when the time comes, these people will likely suffer endless torment.

"Your Majesty, I have no choice."

Hearing Gai Nie smiled bitterly once more and said no more.

He picked up a porcelain bottle, formed his fingers into a blade, and gently drew a cut across Hearing Ying Zheng's arm.

Immediately, blood gushed from Hearing Ying Zheng's arm like a fountain.

Hearing Gai Nie took the porcelain bottle and collected the fresh blood drop by drop, leaving none behind.

When the porcelain bottle was nearly full, he swiftly struck the acupoints on Hearing Ying Zheng's arm to stop the bleeding.

"Your Majesty, forgive the offense."

Hearing Gai Nie put away the porcelain bottle, then bowed to Hearing Ying Zheng to beg forgiveness.

"Sigh! Since it is so, then let it be as you wish!

Only from today forth, you are no longer Our Chief Swordsman."

Being treated thus by Hearing Gai Nie, Hearing Ying Zheng felt betrayed.

"Take care, Your Majesty."

Hearing Gai Nie smiled bitterly once more.

He turned and withdrew from the tent, then employed the Ghost Valley Vaulting Art and swiftly vanished into the night.

After a long while, the acupoints on Hearing Ying Zheng's body slowly released.

He removed his mask, gazed at this place where things remained but people had changed — a place where he had shared hardship with Hearing Gai Nie — and fell into deep thought.

After another long while, he let out a heavy sigh, turned, and headed toward Xianyanggong.

……

Xianyanggong, within the Imperial Study.

Having just returned to Xianyanggong, Ying Zheng immediately summoned the high-ranking officials, as well as extreme-path experts like Yin Zhong.

"Your Majesty! You summoned us here — do you have some order?"

Zhao Gao, as the head of the Net of Heaven and Earth and also the Director of the Central Chariot Bureau and the Chief Eunuch of the Inner Palace, noticed that Ying Zheng's expression was not good. Though uneasy at heart, he still asked.

"Zhao Gao, I want to ask you — when the Net of Heaven and Earth reported back that Hearing Cheng Jiao burned himself to death, did you see it with your own eyes, or was it reported by your subordinates?"

The moment Ying Zheng heard Zhao Gao speak, his expression immediately straightened, and he asked directly.

It had been no less than twenty years since Hearing Cheng Jiao's rebellion.

At that time, Ying Zheng had only just ascended the throne not long before.

This matter was also a thorn in Ying Zheng's heart.

He had never mentioned it to anyone.

Zhao Gao, as Ying Zheng's close minister, naturally also knew what this matter meant to Ying Zheng.

At this moment, hearing the two characters Hearing Cheng Jiao suddenly, his heart immediately skipped a beat.

His mind spun rapidly, recalling the situation back then.

After Ying Zheng finished speaking, he immediately replied,

"Reporting to Your Majesty, although this servant did not see it with his own eyes, this matter was reported by the Six Sword Slaves.

Those few of them, I suppose, would not have the nerve to fool this servant."

"Hmph! Is that so?"

Ying Zheng's expression turned cold as he looked at Zhao Gao.

Zhao Gao immediately sensed something was wrong, lay flat on the ground without moving a muscle, and defended himself,

"This matter — not only did the Six Sword Slaves see it, even my lord Zhang Han, who was then the Commander of the Shadow Guard, also saw it."

Zhang Han, seeing Zhao Gao drag him into it, could not help wanting to give this old eunuch a kick.

It was just that Ying Zheng's expression was unfriendly at the moment, and what Zhao Gao said was also true.

Back then, Zhang Han had not yet taken charge of the Shadow Guard — he was only one of seven commanders.

Dealing with Hearing Cheng Jiao was the top priority.

To ensure absolute certainty, not only the Net of Heaven and Earth, but even the Black Ice Platform and the Shadow Guard had all dispatched personnel.

Among them, the one from the Shadow Guard was precisely Zhang Han.

At this moment, Zhang Han could only step forward and say,

"Reporting to Your Majesty, what my lord the Director of the Central Chariot Bureau said is true."

"Since you all saw Hearing Cheng Jiao burn himself to death, why then have I now received news that he is still alive?"