Chapter 985

Seeing Di Renjie so confident, he could find the Tears of the Blue Demon?

"Wasn't there a woman named Blue Demon on the list last time from the Yin Moon Dynasty?"

Di Renjie's thoughts were indeed similar to those of the Great Qin.

"In your subject's estimation, these Tears of the Blue Demon are very likely connected to this Blue Demon.

Your subject is prepared to lead a contingent of Great Tang's experts to go search for Blue Demon."

"Very well! All this trouble for Di Qing."

Wu Zhao nodded; in any case, she herself would not be going, so naturally it did not matter.

After speaking of Jin Guang, they also briefly discussed Lotus Living Buddha.

Although this Lotus Living Buddha's origins had been exposed, his reward remained shrouded in mist, impossible to see clearly.

Now Great Tang had to complete the Qinglong Society mission, seize the Heaven's Reliance Sword, and furthermore go find the Tears of the Blue Demon.

In terms of manpower, it could be said to be very similar to Great Qin — stretched to the breaking point.

Therefore, after only a brief discussion of the Lotus Living Buddha matter, both Wu Zhao and Di Renjie decided to leave it be.

After discussing some other state affairs, Wu Zhao announced the court was dismissed.

Just as she had withdrawn to her sleeping palace, preparing to rest for a while.

Zhang Wuxia suddenly appeared and said to Wu Zhao,

"Your Majesty, Prince Yuan requests an audience outside."

"Oh? Didn't he volunteer to go cause trouble in the Great Yuan? How does he have the leisure to come back?"

Wu Zhao, hearing it was Chahetai, could not help but remark.

"I don't know either, but seeing him so animated, it is clear matters have progressed."

Zhang Wuxia said.

"Very well! Then let him in!"

Wu Zhao thought for a moment, then immediately had Chahetai admitted.

After entering the sleeping palace, Chahetai stood beyond the bead curtain and performed a grand ceremony.

After the ceremony was complete, he spoke with an animated expression,

"Your Majesty, matters have progressed."

"What progress?"

Wu Zhao's interest was slightly piqued.

"Prince Ruyang Old Chahan is actually willing to offer Han Ji to Wokuotai."

Chahetai's face was thick with delight.

"Oh? What kind of progress is that?"

Wu Zhao found it utterly baffling.

This Old Chahan wanting to be a cuckold — what kind of lousy progress is that?

"Your Majesty! Those who went south with Old Chahan were not only Han Ji, but also his trusted ten thousand iron cavalry!"

Chahetai said, his face beaming with a broad smile, looking very pleased with himself.

"Oh? You mean this Old Chahan is preparing to make a move in the Great Yuan imperial court?"

Wu Zhao, hearing this, could not help but misunderstand,

"Has this Old Chahan gone mad?

The Great Yuan imperial court has at least thirty thousand keshig guards, and countless experts stationed there.

Old Chahan alone with one Wang Fu — could he possibly stir up any waves?"

It was not that she looked down on Old Chahan; in truth, for every top-three dynasty, the Ducheng was like an iron barrel.

Apart from the Qinglong Society, for any other faction to cause trouble in the Ducheng was harder than ascending to heaven.

Although Old Chahan's ten thousand elite cavalry had decent combat strength, they were ultimately just ordinary mortals.

"Haha! Your Majesty, Old Chahan was forced to offer up Han Ji and is deeply resentful."

Chahetai, hearing this, began to explain,

"My people made contact with him and learned he is truly unwilling.

He simply does not dare to stick his neck out, cowed by the Great Yuan court's prestige and strength.

But the fact that he brought ten thousand elite cavalry south clearly shows he is unwilling.

As long as Great Tang steps forward to stir the winds and shake the Great Yuan court's stability,

Old Chahan's ten thousand elite cavalry will be the dagger aimed at Wokuotai's life."

Hearing this, Wu Zhao finally understood why Chahetai had come — he was trying to egg her on, to make Great Tang stick its neck out.

Admittedly, the Great Yuan imperial capital was like an iron barrel, and Old Chahan had little opportunity.

But as long as Great Tang struck again, the Great Yuan would surely have to dispatch corresponding forces.

At that time, Old Chahan's ten thousand elite cavalry would indeed be enough to give Wokuotai a hard time.

Only, Wu Zhao truly had no interest in all this.

She now only wanted to get on the list as soon as possible, to avoid trouble at night.

But she was burdened with the destiny of the Great Tang Empress, and could not help but consider matters related to the Great Tang Empress.

"Too overt a move is also not good.

How about this! For this contest over the Heaven's Reliance Sword, the Great Yuan will certainly have dispatched people.

I will send someone to deliver a message to the Jin Guang Sect Master, having him use Lei Ting-like methods to deal with a few Great Yuan experts.

When word gets back to the Great Yuan, it will surely shake them as well."

The opportunities I can give, that's all there are."

Wu Zhao really didn't want to waste any more energy, and casually dismissed it.

775 You don't even have that job anymore, alright?

Another world, Great Ming.

Recently, the biggest things happening in the Wu Lin were two.

One was that a mysterious expert had taken on a group of top experts led by Cao Zhengchun and Liaofan.

In the end, not only did he win the fight, he even beat Cao Zhengchun to the point where he nearly suffered injuries.

The people of the Jianghu discussed it one after another.

Some guessed that Zhuge Shenhou had personally stepped in, others guessed that the once Invincible Urchin of those days had reappeared in the Jianghu.

Even more outrageous was the guess that the legendary Strange Knight of the Heavenly Lake had shown himself.

In short, no one could believe that it was a soft, gentle woman who had defeated Cao Zhengchun.

Coupled with the fact that Cao Zhengchun personally issued a gag order, for a time there was every kind of guess.

The other matter was that the murderer who killed Master Liaokong, Benefactor Guihai Yidao, had finally been captured.

Master Liaofan, to show his sense of justice, even called upon the martial artists of the world under heaven to gather at Yunzhou Shaolin and jointly hold a grand event.

To execute Benefactor Guihai Yidao, who had consecutively killed three great experts, according to the full letter of the law—this was the Tudao Assembly.

Liaofan was the foremost of the Three Great Divine Monks of Shaolin, and also the Abbot of Shaolin.

His words were no less weighty than those of the Wulin Alliance Leader.

Therefore, the Central Plains' Wu Lin, Gefangzong Sect, and all manner of people answered the summons and came.

For a time, Mount Shaoshi was Su Feifei—boiling with excitement, quite the lively scene.

In order to hold the Tudao Assembly well, Liaofan even dispatched Shaolin Wu Seng to guard along the way.

But the martial artists who came to jointly participate in the grand event were simply too many, and even Yunzhou Shaolin's manpower was somewhat stretched thin.

In the woods not far from the Sword-Unbinding Hall on Mount Shaoshi, Liaofan, anxious as an ant on a hot pan, was complaining to Cao Zhengchun before him,

"Dugu, the martial artists coming now are simply too many. Our Yunzhou Shaolin alone truly cannot keep things in order.

If this continues, I'm afraid even the slightest disturbance will be a catastrophe of the highest order!

This old monk earnestly requests that the Tudao Assembly be convened immediately; we can wait no longer."

At present, all over Mount Shaoshi, Su Feifei—boiling with excitement, martial artists were everywhere.

Although Yunzhou Shaolin's thousand-year accumulated prestige was there, ordinary martial artists would never lightly cause trouble.

But once a single mishap occurred, it would trigger a chain reaction.

I'm afraid that no matter how great Yunzhou Shaolin's foundation, it would all be destroyed in a single morning.