It's Done

The carriage arrived in front of the yamen, and someone immediately helped lift the curtain, revealing a pair of sharp eyebrows.

Those in the court who disliked Liang Fuguo often said he had the look of a hawk and a wolf; while the Left Prime Minister's supporters said this was the look of someone who hated evil like a personal enemy.

In short, Liang Fuguo was a presence that inspired awe at first sight.

His eyebrows were high and sharp like swords, his gaze keen and cold. At around forty years old, he was considered extremely young among the prime ministers of the Yin Dynasty, and was in the prime of his life. Dressed in a Vermillion Purple Floral Robe and a Gold Jade Belt, he had reached the pinnacle of officialdom.

He bent down and stepped out of the carriage. A stool was already prepared for him to alight. A masked guard with a golden sickle hanging on his back stood there, his gaze steady.

And from the moment the shouting began until now, in just the blink of an eye, the officials of the Ministry of Justice, big and small, had already lined up at the entrance, waiting.

A rebellious saying circulated among them... At the entrance of the Ministry of Justice yamen, even if His Majesty the Emperor came, he might not have the same authority as the Left Prime Minister.

"Left Prime Minister." The Minister of Justice, Geng Shougong, led the way, and everyone bowed in unison.

"No need to stand here, everyone go about your business," Liang Fuguo said indifferently, then glanced at Geng Shougong: "You, come with me."

With that, he flicked his sleeve and strode in with a steady gait.

Geng Shougong had a dark complexion and a deep expression. He followed closely behind his superior, all the way into the main hall of his own yamen office. After entering the room, Liang Fuguo sat behind the desk, while he stood in front of it to report.

The masked guard behind the Left Prime Minister stood watch outside the door.

The Minister of Justice was already a second-rank official, a crucial minister of the state. But whenever this person was present, Geng Shougong was always extremely respectful.

"How have the cases been progressing lately?" Liang Fuguo asked directly, getting straight to the point. "How much progress has been made in the past few days while I was in the East Sea to reward the troops?"

"Your subordinate has directed the Ministry of Justice yamen to investigate day and night, and we have already apprehended one Ministry of Works Langzhong, two Yuanwailang, four Zhushi, seven Ling Shi, five Traveling Officials, and over ten other officials from various departments who are implicated," Geng Shougong replied.

"Not enough." Liang Fuguo only said two words.

A slight sweat broke out on Geng Shougong's back. He bowed and said, "The Lu Family has managed the Ministry of Works for many years, and they are a solid block. Even those who are imprisoned absolutely refuse to reveal anything upwards. This case is also supervised by various departments, so we cannot use severe torture..."

"Heh, no wonder Lu Yuanwang has remained silent all along, so composed." Liang Fuguo chuckled, "Then continue the investigation. I want to see how long he can endure."

"Left Prime Minister, although there are no objections from the Ministry of Works, there seems to be some noise from the Dragon Tiger Hall," Geng Shougong lowered his voice and said, "I heard that the National Preceptor entered the palace to see His Majesty yesterday, and this morning your subordinate received an oral decree from His Majesty, ordering me to expedite the investigation."

Officials who reached their position naturally understood the Emperor's intentions.

Expediting the investigation meant to investigate if possible, and quickly close the case if not.

"Li Longchan is always thinking about his Heaven-Piercing Tower. Now that the Ministry of Works cannot do anything, he is naturally anxious." Liang Fuguo's gaze shifted, "But I just want him to know that he can only build that tower if I let him... If I don't let him, he can't even lay a single brick."

The pressure in his words was immense.

Geng Shougong, who came from a military background, also had a considerable cultivation at the peak of the Fifth Realm, but whenever Liang Fuguo revealed even a hint of his aura, it always made his heart tremble. It was hard to say whether it was suppression in cultivation or psychological authority.

He had not gotten used to it even after following Liang Fuguo for over ten years.

Before he could respond, Liang Fuguo asked again, "Has Song Zhili said anything these past few days?"

"The Right Prime Minister said he has reached a critical point in his cultivation and has submitted a request to go into seclusion for seven days to seek a breakthrough," Geng Shougong replied, "He has not attended court since."

"Tch." Liang Fuguo sneered and said in a deep voice, "He can break through whenever something happens in court, he's truly remarkable."

Outside the window.

On a branch of a pear blossom tree, a bird with black feathers tinged with dark green perched. Its eyes were bright like jewels, darting around.

Suddenly, a golden sickle with a chain attached to its base flew out of nowhere. A flicker of terror crossed the bird's eyes. Before it could flap its wings to dodge, it was sliced in half by the sickle.

The cut was so fast that blood only began to seep from the clean wound after the bird hit the ground.

"As expected of someone from the martial world," Liang Fuguo said calmly from inside the house. "After serving in the imperial court for over a decade, he still resorts to these low-level tricks."

Just now, catching a glimpse of the Left Prime Minister from afar, Liang Yue felt an inexplicable sense of dread. He didn't know where this feeling came from.

This was a ruthless man.

He silently gave the Left Prime Minister a rating.

Opinions on Liang Fuguo in the imperial court had always been divided. Many said his methods were too harsh and he killed too many people. However, his reputation among the common folk was consistently good; they said he did practical things and only killed corrupt officials.

Now it seemed he wasn't just high in status in the imperial court, but also possessed high cultivation himself.

"I'm still too weak," Liang Yue muttered to himself.

Perhaps the other party wasn't that strong, but because he himself was too weak, he felt the other party was very strong.

This was probably the relativity of cultivation strength.

Therefore, his primary goal recently was to comprehend the Sword Domain Swimming Dragon Movement Technique, hoping to successfully become a registered disciple of that Mystic Sect senior.

If he had a master from the Mystic Sect, he would be able to gain a firm foothold in this world in the future. Not to mention how much his cultivation speed would improve, at least he would have a reliable backer.

Imagine, whenever he encountered danger, he could just shout "Master, save me!" and a good master with flowing white eyebrows and an immortal aura would come to support him.

Just thinking about that scene made him happy.

Because of this, he no longer attempted to visualize the Dou Character Ancient Leather.

That thing consumed too much spiritual sense. Just one visualization would completely deplete his spiritual sense, and the next thing he knew, it would be the next day.

Secondly, he needed to find the real killer of Zhen Changzhi.

As long as the real killer was at large, he and his brother would continue to be under suspicion, which would affect his future promotions and Xiao Peng's future imperial examination career.

Originally, hope was slim, but at least now there was a new breakthrough point:

Gold Silk and Longsheng Cloth Shop.

In fact, rather than saying he was helping Ling Yuanbao, it was more like Ling Yuanbao gave him an opportunity, allowing him, the one who most wanted to find the real killer quickly, to participate in solving the case.

Third, he needed to prepare for the upcoming regularization assessment.

Originally, this shouldn't have been difficult, but he had previously beaten Zou Huainan, and the other party hadn't made any moves since. He was a little worried that Zou Huainan's father would wait to trip him up in this matter, which would greatly increase the difficulty of passing the assessment.

However, the way to solve this problem was related to the previous goals, and it boiled down to two words: become stronger.

Once he mastered the movement technique, his strength would naturally increase by a large margin.

After returning home, he immediately immersed himself in visualizing the Sword Domain Swimming Dragon Movement Technique.

With a slight inhale, his mind instantly became clear.

All distracting thoughts in his mind were screened out, leaving only the thought of visualization.

Boom—

In an instant, sword energy filled the sky, and his divine sense returned to the lakeside where the sword domain had surrounded the white dragon.

The white dragon still maneuvered in the sky, elusive and formless, and was once again submerged by the sea of swords in a flash. But with a dragon's roar, it suddenly burst out and counterattacked the green-robed Daoist: "Hah—"

This time, Liang Yue finally witnessed the green-robed Daoist's third sword.

Whoosh—

The vast sword domain suddenly contracted, transforming into a ball of light that gathered in front of him. The more sword shadows gathered, the more dazzling the light ball became.

The white dragon seemed to sense that something was wrong and turned to escape.

But the Daoist's light ball exploded with a bang, and sword light shot out in all directions, like sunlight illuminating everything, leaving no gap!

In such a situation, how could the white dragon escape?

It quickly provided the answer.

Swish—

With a flick of its dragon head, it actually passed through the sword light, directly penetrating a layer of the sword domain.

At that moment, it pierced through the void!

Thump.

Liang Yue's body fell heavily to the ground, soaked in sweat again, his eyes still filled with golden stars.

After a long while, he finally managed to raise his head with difficulty and glanced at his position. Although he had fallen, he was more than a zhang away from where he had just been standing.

"Ha..."

Liang Yue let out a sigh of relief with a smile.

Although a bit disheveled, he had managed to perform it completely. After a few more days of practice, he should be able to master it proficiently, and then he could go find Miss Wen.

Recalling the past few days, the visualization of this movement technique had indeed encountered some difficulties he hadn't faced before, but through hardship and perseverance, and with unremitting struggle and effort, he had finally succeeded.

No wonder Miss Wen said that if he could comprehend it within three months, she could help him secure a spot as a registered disciple. The DaoRhyme of this technique was indeed very complex, and the difficulty of comprehension was indeed very high.

He himself had comprehended it three times before finally cultivating it successfully.