The current Emperor of Great Jin was obsessed with the arts of sexual energy cultivation and had suddenly died—nothing strange about that. But the disappearance of Sima Shi, Chief Constable of the Six Doors, was truly baffling. He was a Half-step Dharma Body, one of the greatest experts in the world, and partially controlled the Divine Capital's grand formation. The Vermilion Robe Building, headquarters of the Six Doors, was also heavily fortified. Unless he had vanished willingly, making him disappear without anyone noticing would require, at the very least, a Dharma Body Master at the Human Immortal level to lower himself to a sneak attack.
Whether it had been deliberate or forced, his disappearance was exceedingly strange—enough to shake the world!
One thought after another flashed through Meng Qi's mind. His brows and eyes slowly relaxed, and he smiled. "There have been changes in the Divine Capital. I'm afraid someone might fish in troubled waters. Disciple wants to go home and take a look, so my family won't be caught in the fallout."
He knew his master could not rest easy with Su Ziyue, the sole surviving seed of the Tang Family, there. Thus, he had volunteered. It would also be a good chance to see Zhao Laowu and congratulate him on his imminent ascension to the throne, while getting a little of his good luck!
He had been struck by a pie from the sky without doing anything at all!
"That would be excellent. Amitabha." Xuan Bei's expression eased as well.
Riding the wind, he covered ten thousand miles in joyous haste. Meng Qi reached the Divine Capital while it was still early and entered the city without trouble.
The news had reached Shaolin two or three days ago. By now, the Divine Capital's grand formation had dropped