Sixth Senior Sister's Stock, Up Again!

Central Capital, Imperial Palace.

Ye Heng listened to Chen Luo's account with a deep frown, his expression growing increasingly grim.

"I thought it was merely a minor ailment, but who would have thought it was a grave danger lurking at our heart!" Ye Heng shook his head and sighed softly. Chen Luo hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, please do not worry. Now that we know their plot, their failure cannot be far off."

"I will do everything in my power to wipe out the Gu Sect!"

"I trust you to handle matters." Ye Heng nodded and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"Do you need me to stamp something with the Imperial Jade Seal? Bring it here..."

Chen Luo shook his head. "Your Majesty, the national fortune stolen by the Gu Sect requires someone capable of wielding it."

"The only ones who command the national fortune are Your Majesty and the Crown Prince."

Ye Heng pondered. "I certainly will not aid the Gu Sect. As for the Crown Prince... that position has been vacant for a long time."

"That is why I suspect they refined a corresponding Gu." Chen Luo said, "The Gu Sect's inheritance records that whenever a new Gu is refined, a Gu foundation must first be established."

"Then this Gu foundation should be related to the Martial Emperor."

Ye Heng wore a troubled expression. "When an emperor of a former dynasty passes away, all objects related to their aura and bloodline are buried and sealed with them. Those circulating outside are merely items they bestowed during their lifetime."

Chen Luo nodded. "I understand, Your Majesty. That is why I wish to enter the Martial Emperor's Tomb."

Ye Heng froze. Enter the Martial Emperor's Tomb?

The imperial tombs of this world were unlike the tombs of