Chapter 902

The lead had really come!

Cang Ju was overjoyed.

He thought to himself that he had wasted all that effort invading this kid's sea of consciousness for nothing.

If he had simply asked, wouldn't the kid have spilled everything like beans pouring from a bamboo tube?

It turned out this mission target, Fa Ming, was actually the junior martial brother of the Great Zhou's Empress Wu Zhao.

So as long as he found Wu Zhao, how could he not find Fa Ming?

"Good lad, this seat accepts your information."

With progress made on the mission, Cang Ju was also pleased.

Added to that, the kid before him was also this world's Child of Destiny.

Cang Ju thought for a moment, casually pulled out a notebook, tossed it to Long Ying,

"Since you cultivate the Dao Heart Demon Seed Great Law, you can also be considered my grand-disciple.

This notebook contains a few of my insights on the demon seed; it should be of some benefit to you, and serves as a small token of thanks."

Long Ying never expected that a few plain words would earn him a gift from this eminent senior.

Joy filled his heart, and he was just about to give thanks, when Cang Ju—having already achieved his goal—vanished in a flash.

Long Ying stood there in a daze of loss, holding the notebook, and casually flipped through a few pages.

One look, and he was startled.

He discovered that the records on the demon seed within those pages were indeed somewhat more profound than Xiang Yutian's annotations.

His own cultivation would likely accelerate once more.

This eminent senior truly was a top-tier powerhouse!

What a pity he had failed to seize the chance and truly forge a bond with this eminent one!

"Master Ying, what do we do with this one?"

At that moment a palace maid asked Long Ying in a low voice.

Naturally, she was referring to the assassin.

Earlier, she had been sitting on Long Ying's lap when the assassin loosed a vicious arrow.

If not for Long Ying's chivalrous heart in protecting her, it would have been she who died just now.

Only then did Long Ying come back to his senses, and he saw the assassin lying motionless on the ground.

He reached out and channeled a stream of true qi to probe, and discovered that every meridian and acupoint on the assassin's body had been sealed tight.

No acupoint-releasing technique could undo it.

Yet his own demon seed's strange power seemed capable of undoing it.

This eminent senior truly did have some connection to what he cultivated!

"How is it, Master Ying?"

Just then, the clatter of armor rang out from outside, and General of the Imperial Guard Li Duozu rushed in, flustered.

Long Ying smiled—weren't these the very people to handle it?

Elsewhere, having learned of the relationship between Fa Ming and Wu Zhao, Cang Ju resolved to seek out Wu Zhao and find where Fa Ming was.

Rising high into the air, he located the imperial palace.

Cang Ju's figure moved, and he slipped straight into the palace.

Then, leaving no trace, he successively used the demon seed's strange power to devour several palace maids and eunuchs.

At last he learned that Her Majesty the Empress was currently resting in the Qingong Sect.

After determining the direction of the Qingong Sect, Cang Ju's figure flashed repeatedly as he raced toward it.

If not for the Great Zhou imperial palace being so vast, Cang Ju would have arrived in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately Cang Ju's cultivation was extraordinary, and in but a moment he had already drawn near the palace.

Just as he was about to flash inside and enter the Qingong Sect,

several bald-headed monks suddenly stepped out from the corner of the palace, blocked the path before the Qingong Sect's gate, and pressed their palms together toward Cang Ju's direction,

"Amitabha. Who dares to trespass upon the palace's forbidden grounds?"

Though Cang Ju had not concealed his form, he had used the Heavenly Demon's stance to distort the light around him.

Thus, to anyone whose cultivation was not up to par, no matter how they looked, they could not see his figure.

He hadn't expected these few monks before the Qingong Sect to actually sense him?

Cang Ju paid it no mind; in any case, he reckoned that in this world, though he might not be invincible, he was not far off.

He promptly withdrew the Heavenly Demon's stance and revealed his form,

"My name is not something you are worthy of knowing.

I have some matters I wish to inquire of your Empress.

Once I've asked a few questions, I can take my leave."

In truth, given his old temper, Cang Ju would have simply charged in and killed his way through.

But having just suffered a setback at Long Ying's hands, Cang Ju realized this world could not be entirely looked down upon.

Though the Empress was hardly a Child of Destiny herself, she was ultimately the focus of the hearts of all the people under heaven—in other words, the convergence of the Great Zhou dynasty's fortune in this world.

If he were to rush in rashly and once again suffer some backlash of destiny, wouldn't that be awkward?

Therefore, even though the cultivation of the monks before him was mediocre, Cang Ju still spoke to them in polite, measured tones.

"How dare you!"

The leading monk rebuked sharply,

"Trespassing upon the palace's forbidden grounds is already a capital offense.

You still dare to spout such wild words, wanting an audience with His Majesty?

What sort of person is His Majesty? Is he someone you can see just because you wish to?

Men, seize this beast for me!"

At the monk's command, a great many Imperial Forest Guards suddenly darted out from all around.

Among them were quite a few plainly-dressed martial artists—clearly the patrons of this Great Zhou dynasty.

"An ant trying to shake a great tree—laughably ignorant of its own limits."

Cangxu sensed briefly and found that not a single person present had reached the Heavenly Being Realm, let alone the Supreme Mythical Realm.

Not even the Heavenly Being Realm, and you still hope to hold back my steps?

Dream on!

Too lazy to waste more words, he immediately unleashed his Heavenly Demon Force Field.

The moment the Heavenly Demon Force Field emerged, it froze everything in the vicinity outright.

Everyone was utterly bewildered—clearly their minds were still conscious, so why could their hands, feet, ears, nose, even eyes no longer move?

But Cangxu could not care less what they thought. His figure stirred, and he rushed straight toward the sleeping palace.

Boom!

Just as Cangxu was about to enter the sleeping palace, a figure actually burst into the Heavenly Demon Force Field and hurled a punch at him.

In his urgency, Cangxu also struck back with a palm.

A fist and a palm, without any flourish, collided.

Boundless shockwaves then erupted, actually causing Cangxu to halt his steps.

"Oh? Supreme Mythical Realm? Who are you?"

One punch naturally was not enough to defeat Cangxu, but looking at the bald head before him, his heart stirred, and he could not help but stop and ask.

This world should have its share of experts.

But one at the Supreme Mythical Realm, and a monk at that, must be rare indeed!.

702 If you want to blame someone, blame the Qinglong Society!

"Who are you?"

The monk's gaze was fierce, his bearing solemn and majestic, yet he did not answer Cangxu.

But the monk beside him—his disciple—spoke up as if showing off,

"Listen well, you reckless young fool.

This is the Great Zhou Protector of the Realm, junior brother of the Great Zhou Holy Divine Emperor, bestowed the title Monk King.

His dharma name is Faming!"