The subsequent competition for energy and spell jade slips was simply outrageous.

Except for the almost-fight between the Kingdom of Qi and the Kingdom of Chu due to their old grudge over the Yangzhou Cauldron, there were hardly any conflicts. It was often several tour groups watching a small group settle the cauldron.

The process was quite harmonious.

The only disharmony occurred when the people from the Kingdom of Chu settled the cauldron, only to find that there was no military energy or spells inside.

It almost broke Xiang Ding's defense. He cursed at the cauldron for a while before calming down.

Ying Wuji also found it amusing because this situation was almost inevitable. Among the Nine Cauldrons, only the Yongzhou Cauldron, which was closer to the Zhou King's capital, was relatively stable. There were still eight floating cauldrons left.

But Nangong Ling only prepared four energies and three spell jade slips, so it was destined that one cauldron would be empty.

There was no other way.

These things were quite valuable, and almost each one corresponded to the possibility of giving birth to a genius.

Even if the Zhou royal family was wealthy, they couldn't possibly not feel distressed. Moreover, the Zhou royal family was already in a state of living off their past glory. This time, in order to obtain the treasures in the old capital, they forcefully brought out so many good things, which must have been painful for them.

Otherwise, they would have to add another energy or spell.

In the blink of an eye, seven cauldrons had been settled.

The eighth cauldron, the Yanzhou Cauldron, also appeared.

It corresponded to the territory of the Kingdom of Qi.

Another wave of tour groups rushed over.

They fought monsters along the way, just like on a tour.

"Hey!"

Tian Wenjing almost laughed out loud. After going through so many times, he finally understood the secret of settling the cauldron and why the Kingdom of Chu had to fight them for the Yangzhou Cauldron.

Although the Kingdom of Chu had a point.

But he was still very unhappy.

Because Xiang Ding, that idiot, was too fierce after activating the King's Energy. He was fierce and brainless, beating him until he cried for mercy. But that idiot didn't stop.

Now, he finally had a feeling of being proud.

Looking at Xiang Ding, his smile was quite smug. "I knew it, there is always retribution for being despicable. Some people work hard to settle a cauldron, but there is nothing inside."

"I'm going to..."

Xiang Ding hardened.

His fist hardened.

"Xiang Ding, don't be impulsive!"

Mi Xingli whispered.

Xiang Ding spat on the ground and stopped arguing with this person.

After all, the most important thing was to settle the Nine Cauldrons later.

"Tsk tsk!"

Tian Wenjing smiled triumphantly, but he didn't continue provoking Xiang Ding.

Because he always felt something was off.

It was too peaceful!

Why?

Clearly, everyone could fight for it, but the competition for energy and spell jade slips seemed to have turned into giving candy to children.

Whoever it was given to, they would eat it.

No one had any intention of snatching the candy.

Why?

Did I overlook something?

But it was almost certain that there would be the last military energy in the Yanzhou Cauldron. The Kingdom of Qi would make a fortune this time.

Tian Wenjing waved his hand grandly. "All people from the Kingdom of Qi, settle the cauldron with me!"

After saying that, he led a group of people from the Kingdom of Qi to settle the cauldron.

Settling the cauldron required almost no technical skill. Everyone rushed forward and used their true energy to pull down the cauldron floating in the sky.

The only difference was that some cauldrons didn't struggle much, while others struggled fiercely.

For those that didn't struggle, using true energy was enough.

For those that struggled fiercely, the corresponding influential aristocrats would shed some blood.

Other than that, nothing else was needed.

Nangong Yu's face turned gloomy as he looked at Jiang Taiyuan and said sarcastically, "The competition that should have been bloody and fierce has become so calm and harmonious, thanks to the Lord of Jiang Mansion!"

He was almost certain now that at least seventy percent of the people in the tomb already knew the secret of the Nine Cauldrons.

At the beginning, Nangong Ling really didn't plan to tell everyone about this secret.

If it was made public, the speed of settling the Nine Cauldrons would indeed be faster.

But the Zhou royal family had waited for so long, a few more days wouldn't make a difference to them.

What they wanted was for other forces to fight each other. Even if the pattern was discovered later, the previous few competitions would be enough to consume their strength.

Only the Ji Clan Alliance remained low-key and would be the last one standing. By then, the Muye Stele would be theirs.

But...

They were just enjoying their lives?

It was infuriating!

He felt that these four military energies and three spell jade slips were being taken advantage of, and it was painful to the point of bleeding.

Now, each family had retained almost all of their strength. Even if the Ji Clan Alliance had a strong overall strength on paper, there would probably be a great deal of uncertainty later.

Jiang Taiyuan sneered, "Young Master Nangong, I'll say it again, show me the evidence!"

"Heh!"

Nangong Yu coldly laughed and ignored him.

Jiang Taiyuan then shifted his gaze to the side and quickly spotted the kidney-deficient Taoist priest who kept yawning in the Han family's group.

Han Juan had returned since the sixth cauldron and had been standing there all this time.

It was obvious that this fellow had already made up his mind to help the Zhou King.

What was he thinking?

But it was fortunate!

Before setting off from the Zhou King's capital this time, Nangong Ling had put himself into the tomb and, based on previous clues, rediscovered the entrance to the Grand Historian's Office.

As long as the eighth cauldron could be settled, he could deduce the state of the ninth cauldron and then find all the entrances.

This was Han Juan's first time here, so it was unlikely that he knew the entrances to several key formations. He would definitely be one step behind.

With just this one step, he could do a lot of things."Damn it!"

"I'm actually a little excited!"

Ying Wuji rubbed his palms. As long as he obtained the Eighth Ding, he would be able to eliminate all interference options and instantly determine the entrance to all key formations.

He also glanced at Han Juan.

Three days ago, in the Qing Shi Liao, Han Juan had shown him and Mi Xingli that he was a master of formations without hiding anything.

Relying on the inheritance of his sect, he could directly locate the Qing Shi Liao. Who knows if he could locate other places.

But it seemed like he didn't have a clue.

Even if he couldn't locate it.

With the state of the Eighth Ding, he could still deduce all the information.

So, after determining the Eighth Ding later, he would likely face a formal confrontation with the Ji Family Alliance at the Mu Ye Monument. Mi Xingli obviously had no intention of helping, and their overall strength would definitely be at a disadvantage, which was quite annoying.

The only advantage was that Han Juan needed to deduce the formation on-site.

As for himself, he just needed to select an answer.

This time difference was the only consolation.

If he could seize the opportunity, it would be a good thing.

While everyone was lost in their own thoughts, Tian Wenjing suddenly exploded with excitement.

"It's done, it's done!"

"Make way!"

"The luck is mine!"

"Hahaha..."

He pushed everyone aside and directly extracted a military luck from the Ding Li, storing it in his own dantian.

Instantly, many people became spirited.

Ying Wuji walked over quickly, quickly memorizing the position and direction of the formation base, and soon selected the last one from the remaining forty-nine possibilities.

"This result seems interesting."

A smile couldn't help but appear on his lips. He didn't expect this to be the final result, which could be considered fortunate in misfortune.

So he didn't hesitate anymore and directly waved his hand, signaling the Zhao family and the Mohists to leave together.

The opportunity must not be wasted!

Moreover, Bai Zhi still hadn't appeared until now. It was very likely that she had really been teleported to the Tai Shi Liao, Mu Ye Monument, or Cheng Kang Palace.

First, let's see if they could meet up this time.

Everyone left very quickly.

Seeing their hurried actions, the smile on Tian Wenjing's face instantly faded.

Damn it!

It always felt like there was a problem.

"Jiang Fu Ling, Han Shi Zi, please!"

Nangong Yu narrowed his eyes and made a gesture of invitation to the two.

As a double insurance, to prevent Jiang Taiyuan from taking himself too seriously and to avoid the Han family from becoming too proud.

"Okay!"

Han Juan lazily squatted down under the Yan Zhou Ding, probing his true energy into the formation base to understand the formation patterns inside.

"Alright..."

Jiang Taiyuan smiled and squatted down. He had long known what the formation patterns of this sub-formation looked like through previous calculations. With the previous deductions, he could reach the final result in just fifteen minutes.

But...

Han Juan!

He shook his head and began to quickly deduce in his mind.

Soon.

Fifteen minutes passed.

Han Juan stood up first.

Nangong Yu couldn't help but ask, "Is it done?"

Han Juan nodded listlessly, "I've memorized it!"

"And then?"

Nangong Yu was somewhat expectant, "Can you deduce the entrance?"

Han Juan yawned, "The Ninth Ding hasn't come out yet, let's wait for the Ninth Ding!"

"This..."

Nangong Yu sighed and felt a little impatient.

But since Han Juan said so, they could only wait.

He looked at Jiang Taiyuan again, "What about you, Jiang Fu Ling?"

"As for me?"

Jiang Taiyuan smiled and stood up, "If Han Shi Zi hasn't deduced it, how can I, who is inferior to Han Shi Zi, deduce it? The Tai Shang Sect is the orthodox of the Daoist tradition. Our Yang Zhu lineage still has a lot to learn. Let's wait for the Ninth Ding!"

Nangong Yu furrowed his brows slightly.

But helplessly.

The Zhou royal family had declined until now, and there were really few people who could be of use, especially in formations.

Otherwise, Nangong Ling wouldn't be so friendly with Jiang Taiyuan.

He only regretted not having a high level of formation attainment himself.

But since both Han Juan and Jiang Taiyuan said so, there shouldn't be any problems, right?

Nangong Yu glanced around and found that the Zhao family, Kingdom Chu, and the Mohist Guild had already left. Apart from the Qi Kingdom and some independent individuals, only the Ji Family Alliance remained. He shouted.

"Stay here for two hours to rest, then look for the Yu Zhou Ding!"

"Yes!"

...

Yang Zhou Ding.

This place had become the base camp for the people of Kingdom Chu to rest.

Although this Ding was temporarily of little use to them, it could at least prevent the corpse soldiers from approaching, and it was no problem to rest.

Xiang Ding cursed as soon as he sat down, "Damn it! I'm really annoyed by the look of Tian Wenjing being so successful!"

"Why bother with him?"

Mi Xingli smiled, "A mere luck, is it worthy of being compared to the 'Zhuan Xu Ancient Calendar'? I think this whole tomb is still a mystery to this duck."

"That's true!"

Xiang Ding finally felt a little relieved in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Miss, should we go find the Yu Zhou Ding now? Let's hurry to the Tai Shi Liao. Since the Zhao family is not competing with us anymore, let's study it quickly..."

"No rush!"

Mi Xingli glanced in the direction of the Yan Zhou Ding.

If Han Juan kept his promise, he would naturally notify her.

Anyway, no one was competing, so it didn't matter whether it was earlier or later.

If he didn't keep his promise...

Well, he wouldn't!

Because Han Juan still lacks two jade pieces, this thing can only be sensed by the blood of King Zhuanxu. She still needs to use it herself.

Thinking about it, she took out a piece of peach wood from her pocket.

This piece of peach wood was given to her by Han Juan when she left the Qing Shi Liao with Ying Wuji.

She thought that once she had the answer, she would immediately contact her.

She moved her finger slightly.

The patina on the peach wood was very moist, and she didn't know how many old men it had been through.

Unfortunately, there were still no words.

But it was also expected, it was only the eighth Ding now, how could it be possible...

Wait!

Words appeared!

Mi Xingli quickly approached with the peach wood, and saw a sentence slowly appearing on it.

"The royal palace is five li south!"

So fast?

She couldn't help but feel delighted. She didn't expect to be ahead of schedule by one Ding.

The royal palace is very close, and fifteen minutes is enough.

It's really a stroke of luck.

She was about to put the peach wood away, but found that the words on it did not stop.

"Don't worry, the Ji Clan Alliance still needs another Ding of time. After the young lady enters the Grand Historian's Office, there is no need to rush."

"Sincerely, I have already taken it out. I wonder when the young lady can give the forty-eighth jade piece to me?"

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"Huh?"

Mi Xingli's face froze for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face.

This Taoist priest seems interesting.

It turns out that he saw all the little movements between her and Ying Wuji!

In this way, he seems to be on her side.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to watch her and Ying Wuji take away the jade pieces.

If the Absolute Heaven Communication is true, then Emperor Zhuanxu and the current Zhou Dynasty must be at odds.

Delaying the Zhou Dynasty for one Ding of time is undoubtedly beneficial to Emperor Zhuanxu.

After coming out of the tomb, she must discuss with Ying Wuji whether to give the jade pieces to Han Juan.

Mi Xingli stood up with a smile, "Follow me! Everyone put on the invisibility talisman, scouts be diligent, and must not be discovered by anyone!"

"Yes!"

The Chu Kingdom's army rested for a while and then set off again.

...

Jizhou Ding.

A group of scattered people were chatting and fooling around here.

With the deterrence of Jizhou Ding, they no longer had to worry about safety issues.

Although they had lost the qualification to compete for the Qi Luck and the qualification to obtain the spell jade slips, they didn't have to rush to leave.

Moreover, they found that there was a lot of death energy accumulated on the armor of the corpse soldiers, which was a good material for refining tools. So when they encountered a small density of corpse soldiers, they would rush forward and plunder a batch of armor.

In this way, they also made a lot of profit, and dozens of scattered people were having a great time.

"So boring!"

Li Caitan sighed lightly. Her mask had been damaged by Ying Wuji's Thunder Law, so she could only cover her face now.

After three days of rest, most of her injuries had healed, but when she circulated her true energy, she still felt a numbness from time to time.

This Thunder Law...

She was a little headache. With her knowledge, this was definitely the authentic Control Five Thunders, one of the thirty-six techniques of Tian Gang.

This was the most orthodox and powerful Thunder Law in the world.

Looking at Ying Wuji, he was extremely skilled in using Thunder Law. This spell was probably already at least at the minor completion stage.

But...

When did the Ying family start collecting Thunder Law?

The bloodline of the Ying and Zhao families focused on physical fitness, with essence refining as the main and energy condensation as the secondary. They were completely focused on combat, and no matter how powerful the expert was, their skills were always greater than their spells.

Being able to learn Thunder Law was simply unbelievable.

Moreover, mastering the Control Five Thunders was extremely difficult. She had tried to learn it before, but after practicing for five or six years, she didn't even see a single spark.

Growing up, the only one who could use Control Five Thunders was her genius sister.

Unfortunately, she was also a Kun Cheng, and because of her own reasons, she didn't dare to resist. No matter how strong her talent and cultivation were, she could only pass it on to her children.

Could it be... Ying Wuji is also an extraordinary genius?

Can't figure it out!

With such talent, you should have revealed yourself long ago. That way, Ying Yue would have paid a high price to redeem you, and the Crown Prince's team would have been established, so what would Qian Kingdom and Ying Wuque have to do with it?

Why bother to annoy me in the Li Kingdom?

Li Caitan was so angry that she gritted her teeth and pushed the Red Dust next to her, "Has Danqing's subordinate contacted you yet?"

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Red Dust was a little impatient, "The ninth Ding hasn't come out yet, we have to wait for all nine Dings to be determined!"

Li Caitan snorted, "Who knows if Danqing will trick us? If we really make a wasted trip, it would be really annoying."

"Danqing is idle!"

Red Dust cut her off and didn't answer anymore.

This operation was personally appointed by the Sect Master. Otherwise, Danqing wouldn't have helped so much. If Danqing really messed up after coming out of the tomb, he would definitely suffer.

Li Caitan touched the black scab of the electric burn on her shoulder and squinted her eyes, "I'm really curious now, who is Danqing's subordinate!"

"I don't know either!"

Red Dust yawned, "Why don't you guess?"

"I don't want to guess!"

Li Caitan's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, "I just want you to remember that you promised to help me kill Jiang Taiyuan."

Red Dust glanced at her and couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, I will definitely fulfill my promise to you! But the most important thing for us this time is the mission. If it conflicts with your ideas, don't act recklessly!"

"Heh..."Li Caitan sneered, his eyes flickering, thinking about something.

Suddenly.

Hongchen's chest swelled inexplicably, and his burly body twisted wildly.

"Hot! Huh!"

He reached into his pocket with his right hand, fumbled for a while, and finally threw out a brand new wooden chip.

The wooden chip seemed to have been burned by fire, with a line of black characters added.

"Four miles south of the south gate of the palace, three miles west!"

"Oh! So fast?"

Hongchen felt a slight joy in his heart.

Li Caitan also breathed a sigh of relief. The Mohists usually used wooden chips to pass messages, while the Yang Zhu lineage usually used talismans.

He worried for nothing.

She stood up with a smile, seemingly regaining her former charm. "Get ready!"

Hongchen muttered, "Really, he changes his face faster than flipping a book."

Li Caitan raised his eyebrows slightly, perhaps self-mockingly. "Yes! Many people say I am a female dog."

Hongchen: "..."

He shook his head and didn't say anything more.

He glanced at the three people who were preparing to hunt the corpse soldiers and waved his hand lightly.

In the next moment, more than fifty individuals turned around at the same time, their eyes filled with eerie coldness.

...

The Zhao family and the Mohists had already arrived at the southwest position of the south gate of the palace.

Ying Wuji didn't waste any time, after all, no one knew how long it would take for Han Juan to figure it out.

Time is money.

He called everyone together.

"Everything is as His Majesty expected!"

"The Nine Cauldrons Formation has been set up."

"Without further ado, the 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar' is most likely in the Grand Historian's Office, with a small probability in the Chengkang Hall."

"But our main goal is the Muye Stele, so in the first wave, I will only arrange three or four people to go to the Grand Historian's Office to investigate the situation. You will probably encounter people from the Kingdom Chu, so do not provoke them. If there is danger, let them take the risk."

"The rest of you will come with me to the Muye Stele. If everything goes smoothly with the Muye Stele, we will regroup and go to the Grand Historian's Office. Understand?"

After finishing his words, Ying Wuji glanced at everyone.

"Understood!"

Everyone replied in unison.

Ying Wuji nodded slightly and immediately selected three or four individuals who were good at concealing their energy. He then provided the coordinates of the Grand Historian's Office and added, "Be careful!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a group of people stood up in a commotion.

Not just three or four people.

Everyone from the Zhao family stood up.

Zhao Xin was startled. "Lord Fuma only asked those four to go, there's no need for so many people."

Ying Wuji narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean?"

"Lord Fuma!"

A young man in his thirties took a step forward.

This person was named Zhao Kuo, the youngest son of the Changping Marquis, a third-grade Spirit Fetus cultivator who had been in the Fetus Transformation Realm for ten years. He was the strongest among the Zhao family members who were sent to the tomb.

It was said that he was a military genius and held a high position in the royal family.

However, before this, whether it was the royal family or the Zhao family, they all regarded Ying Wuji as their leader. Although there were many young talents, most of them just followed orders, and their presence was even less significant than Deputy Commander Zhao Xin.

Zhao Kuo said indifferently, "The royal family has issued an order. The 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar' is related to the future of the entire Zhao family and must not be taken lightly. Therefore, in this tomb raid, we must not be influenced by any external factors, including the Muye Stele."

Ying Wuji squinted his eyes. "But His Majesty said that everyone should listen to my command."

Zhao Kuo said calmly, "We are all members of the royal family. The interests of the royal family are greater than the heavens. Although His Majesty is a great ruler, he has never put the interests of the royal family in his eyes. Others may not know the significance of the Muye Stele, but I do..."

"Enough!"

Ying Wuji directly waved his hand to interrupt. Zhao Qi had already explained before that the 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar' and the Muye Stele were related to the inheritance of the Zhao family and the prosperity of the royal family, which would inevitably bring the conflicts between the royal family and the Zhao family to the surface.

The old dog of the Changping Marquis, although he appeared to be in agreement with the reform, must have some dissatisfaction in his heart.

Therefore, the importance of the Muye Stele to the royal family must not be exposed.

But even if he didn't expose it himself.

It was very likely that someone with ill intentions would inform the Zhao family.

Therefore, he could only completely conceal the coordinates of the 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar', leaving the Zhao family with no choice. This should temporarily suppress the conflict.

Ying Wuji had originally planned to do this, but he changed his mind after learning the coordinates of the two places.

Naturally, he wouldn't let Zhao Kuo continue speaking.

Instead, he glanced at the members of the royal family, his gaze becoming somewhat gloomy, but he didn't get angry. "Is that what you all think?"

After being swept by his gaze, many people didn't dare to meet his eyes.

Zhao Kuo frowned slightly. "Lord Fuma, you don't need to..."

"Stop talking for now!"

Ying Wuji waved his hand to interrupt and continued to ask the others, "Your actions are so uniform and coordinated, you must have discussed it beforehand. No one spoke before, so you must have thought of relying on His Majesty and me to deceive the coordinates of the Grand Historian's Office, right?"

After saying this, they dared not meet Ying Wuji's gaze even more.

Even those who had dared to look directly at Ying Wuji before now had somewhat unnatural expressions.

Although they prioritized the interests of the royal family, they also respected Zhao Ji, the King Li. Making this decision, they had already struggled in their hearts. Now that they were standing on moral high ground, even if they had thick skin, they would feel uncomfortable.Ying Wuji couldn't help but smile: "So, do you guys think that the future saint king can guess your thoughts? Can he guess that someone might have told you about the significance of the Muye Stele?"

Everyone: "......"

Without giving them time to react, Ying Wuji asked another question: "But I'll still tell you, I have no intention of hiding anything. What do you think?"

His voice wasn't particularly loud, but it was resounding.

It seemed to carry anger, but more so frustration!

It made it hard for everyone to lift their heads.

Zhao Kuo suddenly felt something was wrong: "Lord Fuma..."

"You shut up!"

Ying Wuji's voice was sharp: "The royal family is based on the imperial clan, but you completely separate the interests of the imperial clan from the royal family! I ask you, without the imperial clan, where would the royal family come from? Without the royal family, how can the imperial clan stand above other noble families?

Just like today, without the extraordinary talent of His Majesty, do you think you can find the Grand Historian's Office ahead of time just by yourselves?

Yes!

The Muye Stele may not be as beneficial to the imperial clan as the Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar!

But think about it, in the hundreds of years of our Great Li's history, how many people have tried to take advantage of the scarcity of the royal family?

If the royal family is not prosperous, the imperial clan will inevitably give others the opportunity to divide and conquer.

How many noble families have used the throne as bait to win over the imperial clan, and how much have they gained from it?

The former Duke of Jiangnan!

The current Lord of Pingling!

Not to mention that the Muye Stele is related to the prosperity of the lords of the world, and the Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar itself is a bait set by Nangong, the old Mohist.

Even if it can only change the continuity of the royal family, is its significance lower than that of the Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar itself?

His Majesty knows that there are shortsighted people in the imperial clan, but he still doesn't want me to hide anything from you. Why?

Because His Majesty knows that the prosperity or decline of the Zhao clan is in his heart.

Do you understand?"

This time, Zhao Kuo, the son of the Duke of Changping, also became somewhat uneasy.

Before entering the palace, he had heard his father say that Ying Wuji was extremely good at sophistry, and he should not easily believe his twisted reasoning.

But now, after listening...

It seems like he actually makes a lot of sense!

No, no!

I've been deceived!

The interests of the imperial clan come first, and I can't back down even a step this time!

He gritted his teeth and clasped his hands: "Lord Fuma! We understand the principle of prosperity or decline being shared by the imperial clan, but the Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar is of great importance to the Zhao clan. Please forgive us for not obeying!"

Ying Wuji glanced at the crowd and saw their evasive gazes, but no intention to move.

He didn't press them further.

Instead, he smiled and said, "There are bad people among the masses, who can easily deceive others in the name of the imperial clan. You all are members of the imperial clan, and your concern for the interests of the imperial clan is no less than that of the Wei and Han families for their own interests. It's understandable that you can't figure it out for a while.

If His Majesty doesn't understand you, he wouldn't have ordered me not to hide anything from you.

Fortunately, His Majesty is strategizing, and we have a significant lead over others. It may not be impossible to split our forces and achieve success on both sides.

You all can go to the Grand Historian's Office, I won't force you, nor will I hold you accountable afterwards.

But I need you to promise me one thing!"

Upon hearing this, the members of the Zhao clan couldn't help but raise their heads.

With Ying Wuji saying this, the burden on their hearts lightened.

They also wanted to hear Ying Wuji's request.

Zhao Kuo gritted his teeth: "Lord Fuma, please tell us!"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath: "You can search for the Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar, I won't object. But if we send a distress signal, you must drop everything and come to our aid!"

If they don't agree to this condition, it would be too unreasonable.

After all, they have already defied the king's order this time, and it was a great psychological struggle.

If they don't support the royal family even in times of danger, then they truly have no fear of losing their heads?

And the Grand Historian's Office and the Muye Stele are in two different places, how can they send a distress signal?

Zhao Kuo clasped his hands: "Lord Fuma, rest assured!"

The members of the imperial clan all clasped their hands: "We obey!"

Ying Wuji clearly wanted more than just their verbal promise, and his voice suddenly raised: "You swear by the blood of the Zhao clan!"

Everyone: "......"

They looked at each other.

But since it has come to this, if you don't swear, are you prepared to break your word?

Although the consequences of breaking the Zhao clan's blood oath are severe, the act of swearing itself only requires the loss of a drop of blood, which can be ignored.

They no longer hesitated and one by one made their blood oath.

Ying Wuji looked at them with satisfaction and waved his hand: "Alright, go quickly, but be careful! Remember, don't act rashly in dangerous situations, let the people of the Chu Kingdom take the lead!"

"Lord Fuma, farewell!"

The members of the imperial clan all bowed to Ying Wuji and then headed towards the entrance of the Grand Historian's Office in a grand manner.

The organization that originally had over three hundred people suddenly lost half of its members.

After all, the people sent by the royal family were the elite of the elite, and their numbers were not large to begin with.

Only the Mohists remained.

Gongsun Di, the only one from the Kingdom of Qian, pursed his lips: "Young master, it seems like your days in the Kingdom of Li won't be particularly smooth! Shouldn't we consider returning to the Kingdom of Qian?"

"Damn it! Going back to the Kingdom of Qian won't be any smoother!"Ying Wuji sneered, "In any case, you must help this time and give it your all! This is also related to the Great Qian Dynasty. Once the matter is accomplished, you will definitely be a great contributor. Whether it's Lao Bi Deng or Ying Wuque, they will treat you as their ancestor!"

Gongsun Di smiled and bowed, "I am honored to be of assistance, Young Master."

Ying Wuji glanced at him.

There were very few people sent by the Kingdom Qian, but having Gongsun Di was not bad.

The prison of the law is purely for control.

If used correctly, the effect should be good.

Zhao Xin gritted his teeth in anger, "Sir, are we really going to compromise like this?"

Ying Wuji snorted coldly, "What else can we do if we don't compromise? It's obvious that someone is instigating trouble within the royal family. If it weren't for Changping Marquis's intervention, would these young ones dare to defy the king's orders? If we really suppress them, who knows what problems will arise."

"But, if we let them go, our strength will be weakened by half!"

Zhao Xin was furious. He never expected Changping Marquis to make such a shortsighted choice.

Ying Wuji smiled, "It's not necessarily a bad thing. You'll see soon enough! Let's hurry up, we can't afford to delay with this small advantage. Zhai Lao, the pressure on our guild will be immense!"

"It's not just immense, it's extraordinary!"

Zhai Yun smiled helplessly. Without the Zhao clan, he was a little uncertain.

Ying Wuji didn't waste any more words and hurriedly led the group towards the entrance of the Muye Stele.

If Han Juan is really a genius in formations, he should have already figured out the positions in such a short time.

Once the Ji clan alliance arrives, there is a high possibility of a major problem.

In no time, they arrived at a broken wall.

Ying Wuji didn't hesitate and rushed towards the broken wall. Without any collision, the space fluctuated, and he disappeared into the wall.

Soon, the nearly two hundred people he led all passed through the entrance.

In the next moment, it felt like the space had changed.

They appeared on a ruined square.

In the center of the square stood a yellow stone stele over ten zhang tall, with blood-colored words engraved on it.

This yellow stone stele seemed alive, and the blood words were like its blood vessels, with blood flowing slowly inside.

However, this blood was not conspicuous at all, giving people a feeling of illness.

Just then.

"Someone!"

Wu Dan suddenly exclaimed.

With this shout, everyone entered a state of alertness.

Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a group of people standing near a palace at the end of the square, dressed in familiar attire.

It was the Zhao clan who had just separated from them.

Wu Dan was stunned, "Hey? Weren't these bastards supposed to go to the Grand Historian's Office?"

Ying Wuji spread his hands, "The building in front of them is the Grand Historian's Office! This time, the space of the Grand Historian's Office and the Muye Stele are connected. Isn't it a coincidence?"

Wu Dan: "..."

Zhao Xin: "..."

Zhai Yun: "..."

They finally understood why Ying Wuji had behaved that way before.

Although the Grand Historian's Office was not close at all, probably about a li away, cultivators had good eyesight, and it was obvious that the people over there had also seen them. They stood there silently for a long time.

Then Ying Wuji received a bunch of attribute points.

After swearing such a blood oath, he found out that the two were connected. How could the defense not be broken?

Both sides stared at each other from a distance.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward.

After a while.

Ying Wuji finally gathered enough true energy and shouted loudly, "Be careful, everyone!"

After a while.

A voice full of resentment came from the other side, "Sir, you too!"

After speaking, the members of the clan entered the Grand Historian's Office without looking back.

After a while, another group of people appeared at the Grand Historian's Office.

They were wearing clothes from the Kingdom Chu.

Mi Xingli choked and shouted from a distance, "Brother Ying, wait for me to find the 'Zhuanxu Ancient Calendar' before I join you!"

Then she quickly entered the Grand Historian's Office as well, as if she was afraid that Ying Wuji would compete with them.

"Tsk tsk!"

Ying Wuji sneered and thought to himself that Han Juan must have already figured it out. The Ji clan alliance should be arriving soon, right?

He didn't know if Han Juan would delay their time.

If he didn't delay their time, it meant that this guy was a two-faced person who sided with the Zhou royal family. He couldn't give him the jade piece in his hand.

"No time to waste!"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath and walked straight towards the yellow stone stele.

With each step forward, the majestic and desolate aura increased, as if he had returned to the ancient battle of Muye that shook the world.

This stele was erected during the oath-taking ceremony at Muye.

After King Wu defeated the Shang Dynasty, it underwent some repairs and was placed in the capital city of Jing.

"Muye is vast, the chariots are magnificent, the horses are spirited. We are the vanguard, soaring like eagles. Cool is the King of Wu, who attacked the great Shang, and held a grand ceremony."

The red characters made people feel as if they were witnessing the bloody battlefield of the past.

However...

Apart from these inscriptions on the large stele, there seemed to be nothing else on its surface.

"How does something like this control the rules of bloodlines?"

Ying Wuji frowned. A few days ago, Zhao Ji had given him a detailed analysis of all the formations in the underground palace.

But among the formations, there were only basic ones, and there was nothing that could possibly affect the rules of bloodlines.

So Zhao Ji speculated that the rules of bloodlines were within the Muye Stele itself.

But relying solely on sight and touch, there was nothing unusual. Ying Wuji couldn't even sense any fluctuations in energy.

There was no fluctuation at all, which was really absurd.The outer shell of this yellow stone probably has the function of isolating energy.

"I don't care!"

Ying Wuji took a deep breath and gave the order directly: "Everyone, attack!"

The Ji Clan Alliance didn't know when they would arrive, and he didn't want to waste any time.

Although everyone was startled by this command, no one had any objections.

They immediately formed their formation, gathered their energy, and attacked fiercely without any fancy moves.

"Boom!"

There were loud rumblings, and the inscriptions on the stone monument remained motionless, but cracks appeared on the surface of the monument. Although they were subtle, they could still feel the vigorous energy inside.

Hmm!

There was no backlash from the attack!

It seems that the Zhou Royal Family is really weak!

Ying Wuji smiled, but he soon stopped smiling because the cracks that had just appeared on the monument quickly healed.

The yellow stone monument returned to its previous intact state, and there was no trace of energy.

"Continue attacking!"

Ying Wuji felt a bit annoyed, but when the next wave of attacks was about to be prepared, he made a gesture to stop: "Wait!"

Wu Dan curiously asked, "What's wrong, Brother Wuji?"

"Wait for a moment!"

Ying Wuji frowned and quickly flew to the back of the monument.

The back of the stone monument was carved with a map of the mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces. It looked rugged and he had just gone around to the back, but he didn't notice anything suspicious, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

But just now, after they attacked the monument, he seemed to have heard a familiar sound.

Upon careful listening, it seemed to be true.

What the heck?

Ying Wuji leaped into the air and directly jumped onto Mount Tai.

This mountain carved out by the seat was protruding and large enough to block a person's figure.

Sure enough.

A familiar figure came into view.

Little girl Bai Zhi was lying on top of it, sleeping soundly. Her pretty face was flushed, and she murmured in her sleep, drooling from time to time. She also sniffed the surface of the monument as if smelling something delicious.

Ying Wuji: "..."

What the hell!

So Bai Zhi is the chosen one?

Damn it, teleported directly in front of the Mu Ye Monument?

He pinched Bai Zhi's cheek.

Bai Zhi winced in pain and slowly opened her eyes, drowsily saying, "Young Master?"

Ying Wuji couldn't help but ask, "What's going on with you?"

Bai Zhi rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking around in confusion. After a while, she finally reacted, "I was in the darkness and seemed to smell something delicious, so I tried to catch up with it, and then I ended up here."

So it was for food?

Could she smell the energy inside the monument even through the surface?

"So you've been sleeping here for three days?"

"Three days!"

Bai Zhi was startled, "Have I been here for three days? I, I didn't know, I just knew I was hungry, and smelling the energy of this stone monument made me feel full, and when I was full, I wanted to sleep... I was worried about being discovered, so I found a place to hide. Young Master, have I really slept for three days?"

Ying Wuji: "..."

This little girl even knows to be afraid of being discovered.

She must have used a technique to conceal her presence, otherwise he wouldn't have noticed her just now.

And...

After absorbing the energy for so long, her body seemed to have undergone some changes.

Ying Wuji couldn't explain exactly what changes, but he felt that she was about to transform from a little girl into a young woman.

But Bai Zhi was still blaming herself, "I didn't protect you for three days, Young Master, are you okay?"

Ying Wuji's mouth twitched, "If something happened to me, who do you think you would be seeing right now?"

Bai Zhi was stunned for a moment, "Oh? That's right!"

Ying Wuji: "..."

She was already silly to begin with.

And now, after three days of sleep, she's even sillier.

At this moment, Ying Wuji's expression changed, and he made a gesture to silence Bai Zhi: "Someone is coming! Hide here first and wait for an opportunity to ambush!"

"Okay!"

Bai Zhi's eyes, which were like a desert devoid of wisdom, finally showed a hint of seriousness.

Ying Wuji jumped down from the monument and quickly walked to the front of the stone monument. He saw a group of people slowly approaching the monument, and both the royal family and the guild members had a serious expression, ready to defend themselves and watch the others.

These... are they independent cultivators?

Ying Wuji frowned. How did they find this place?

These independent cultivators used to only dare to stay in the safe zone around the tripod, but now they were walking over so brazenly. Who gave them the courage?

His gaze turned cold, and he shouted loudly, "First come, first served! The Mu Ye Monument belongs to us now. I kindly ask all of you to leave immediately, or else we won't be polite!"

"Oh?"

A familiar and charming voice sounded, "Lord Husband is indeed domineering, but I actually quite want you to be impolite to me. It would be best if you could be a bit beastly. I like roughness!"

The person speaking took a step forward, then took off her veil.

Her true energy surged, not hiding her killing intent towards Ying Wuji.

"Fuck!"

"Li Caitan?"

Everyone couldn't help but be shocked.

The terrifying combat power that Li Caitan had shown last time left them with some lingering fear.

Li Caitan is a member of my sect, so are the people who came with him all members of my sect?

Impossible!

These people had their identities checked before entering the palace. They came from all directions and had not been involved in any activities related to my sect.

So there can only be one explanation...

The mortal world!

That big shot in the Wushen Realm who acted like a clown during the divination.

This...They all felt a chill down their spines.

"Hahaha!"

A burly man with a rugged appearance stepped forward, "Young Master Wuji, I heard that among all the scholars who interpreted the Nine Provinces' Scrolls, you were the most impressive. It's a pity that I left early and didn't get to witness your brilliance. I have important matters to attend to today and don't want to quarrel with you. Take your people and leave!"

I'm familiar with this kind of talk.

Translated, it means: I heard you've been acting pretty cocky lately! Get lost, or I'll make you regret it.

Ying Wuji snorted, "So what if you've reached the Spirit Enlightenment Realm? The spirits you've seized are nothing more than some low-grade trash. You tell me to leave, and I should just go? Where should I put my face?"

Li Caitan covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, "Red Dust! Since the prince consort refuses to leave, why should we persuade him? I just happen to lack a source of energy from the royal family of the Kingdom Qian. It's a good opportunity to learn from the prince consort."

Red Dust: ヽ(ー_ー)ノ

Ying Wuji: ψ(*｀ー)ψ

Wu Dan: (゜-゜)

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