Princess Yunshu, Codename Ming Yuan, is Disturbed

Su Gan withdrew his thoughts and picked up the vermilion brush to write a few lines on the memorial.

"Convey my imperial decree, the matter of clearing out Xu Province shall be fully entrusted to Lin Hu of the White Tiger Guard."

"Also, send a Flying Eagle message to Prince Wu'an, informing him of the situation in Xu Province. Tell him not to worry, as Lin Hu's presence there is sufficient."

The messenger bowed, accepted the order, and quickly exited the Imperial Study.

Su Gan put down the vermilion brush and looked outside the hall.

With the help of Prince Wu'an and his four Martial Saints, the pace of eradicating the Demon Cult was several times faster than anticipated.

It wouldn't be long before all the Holy Demon God Sect's strongholds within Great Yu were uprooted.

Only then could he truly feel at ease.

Time passed day by day.

In the blink of an eye, the clearing operation had been ongoing for a full week.

During these seven days, Lin Changqing, along with Su Wanqing and the Demon Suppression Guard, had systematically eliminated the marked Demon Cult strongholds in the various prefectures and counties of Si Province.

Wherever he went, his procedure was the same.

He would scan with his divine sense to lock onto the targets, then use void teleportation to pull everyone out, and finally, with a single thought, obliterate them all.

Afterward, the Demon Suppression Guard would rush in to collect spoils and intelligence.

The efficiency was astonishing.

Meanwhile, in Xu Province, where Lin Hu was stationed, in Yan Province, where Lin Que was stationed, and in Green Province, where Lin Wu was stationed, the progress was equally smooth.

With three Ninth-Rank Martial Saints personally intervening, those branch sect strongholds had no room to resist at all.

One stronghold after another was destroyed, and wave after wave of cult members were slain.

Not only that.

They also followed the leads and uncovered many officials colluding with the Demon Cult.

From provincial governors down to county clerks, all were uprooted.

The names of Xu Province's governor Sun Tai and others were written into urgent memorials and sent to the Capital City via express horse.

It was predictable that these vacated official positions would soon usher in a major reshuffle.

But that was a matter for the court, unrelated to Lin Changqing. He only knew that he was getting closer and closer to obtaining ten Limit-Breaking Pills.

One afternoon.

On the southwestern border of Si Province, in front of an ancient, desolate temple.

Lin Changqing rode on Golden Radiance, looking at the dilapidated temple ahead.

This was the last marked stronghold on his map.

"The last one."

His tone was flat, betraying no emotion.

The dozens of cult members deep within the ancient temple were still unaware that disaster was imminent.

Lin Changqing was too lazy to waste words. He scanned with his divine sense, locking onto all targets.

He raised his hand and waved.

Dozens of cult members were forcibly pulled out of the void by teleportation and thrown onto the open ground in front of the ancient temple.

Before they could even react to what was happening.

Lin Changqing's thought descended.

"Bang!"

Dozens of people simultaneously exploded into bloody mist, not even having time to let out a scream. A flash of purple-gold light passed, and the bloody mist evaporated completely.

The entire process took no more than three breaths.

Lin Changqing withdrew his hand, a bored expression on his face.

"Just some small fries again, not even an Eighth-Rank Grandmaster among them."

He shook his head, his tone filled with helplessness.

"I've had the Great Wilderness Demon-Subduing Fist for so long, but I haven't had a chance to use it once."

"They're all just low-level cultivators, below Sixth-Rank, or mere pawns below Fifth-Rank. Using this fist technique on them would be like using a cannon to swat a fly."

Su Wanqing, sitting in front of him, couldn't help but chuckle at his words.

"Saint Venerable, it's not that they are too weak, it's that you are too strong."

She turned to look at Lin Changqing.

"You are a Ninth-Rank Martial Saint Peak. There are very few people on the entire Heavenly Martial Continent who can match you."

She began counting on her fingers.

"In these past seven days, Your Holiness, you alone have wiped out over a dozen Branch Sect hideouts."

"You've killed at least a hundred Demon Cult followers, and not a single one could withstand even one of your moves."

"If my father knew, he would surely issue another decree of reward."

Lin Changqing let out a laugh.

Then he turned and instructed Lu Jingchen behind him.

"Commander Lu, take your men and go search inside."

"Yes, Your Highness!"

Lu Jingchen cupped his fist and accepted the order.

He led the Demon Suppression Guards charging into the ancient temple.

After seven days, he was extremely familiar with this routine.

Prince Wu'an was responsible for killing, he was responsible for the aftermath, and the Princess was responsible for... responsible for praising Prince Wu'an.

The division of labor was clear, and the cooperation was tacit.

After all the Demon Suppression Guards had entered the ancient temple, Su Wanqing turned her head back.

She looked at Lin Changqing's profile, her cheeks flushing slightly.

The two sat there on the Qilin's back.

The atmosphere grew increasingly subtle.

Su Wanqing looked up, her lips parting slightly as if she wanted to say something.

Lin Changqing also turned his head slightly, their faces drawing closer and closer.

Just then.

A sound of hurried footsteps came from inside the ancient temple.

Lu Jingchen ran out of the temple gate quickly, holding a secret letter in his hand, his face full of seriousness.

"Your Highness! Princess! Your subordinate... your subordinate found an important clue in the temple!"

His voice was loud, echoing in the vast wilderness.

Su Wanqing's expression instantly froze.

She looked at Lu Jingchen, who was running closer, her eyes filled with resentment.

It was so close, just a little bit closer! She was about to get even closer to Your Holiness!

Why were these guys so clueless?

Didn't they see that this Princess was trying to do something important!

Why did they come out now, not earlier or later!

Su Wanqing took a deep breath.

But she was a princess after all, and she had the upbringing to match.

"What clue?"

Her voice carried a hint of imperceptible annoyance.

Lu Jingchen, who had stumbled upon this scene, ran to Jin Yao with an embarrassed expression and knelt on one knee.

His face was much more solemn than usual.

"Replying to the Princess, it's a secret letter that they didn't have time to destroy."

His tone was exceptionally serious.

"This letter... is of great importance, and this subordinate dares not make a decision without authorization."

He hesitated for a moment and held the secret letter high.

"Your Highness, Princess, you should take a look yourselves."

Seeing Lu Jingchen's expression, Su Wanqing's annoyance dissipated by more than half.

Lu Jingchen had been in the Demon Suppressing Division for so many years; he had seen all sorts of storms.

For him to show such an expression... the contents of this letter were definitely not simple.

Lin Changqing also frowned slightly.

"What important clue requires this King to personally examine it?"

He flipped off the Qilin's back and then helped Su Wanqing down, his movements as natural as if he had done it countless times.

After Su Wanqing steadied herself, she tidied her skirt.

Then, together with Lin Changqing, she walked to Lu Jingchen.

Lu Jingchen handed over the secret letter with both hands. The paper was already yellowed, with scorch marks on the edges.

It was clearly snatched from a brazier.

Lin Changqing took the secret letter and unfolded it.

Su Wanqing leaned beside him, looking at the contents of the letter together.

There were only a few lines of text on the letter, the handwriting neat but exuding a chilling aura.

"Lord Ming Yuan, what you wanted is attached to this letter. I hope Your Excellency will continue to mediate the affairs in the capital."

"When the Demon Realm descends, I will surely not disappoint Your Excellency."

The signature was a twisted Demon Rune.

Su Wanqing's pupils contracted sharply.

"Affairs in the capital?"

"I hope Your Excellency will continue to mediate?"

She suddenly looked up at Lin Changqing, her voice full of shock.

"Saint Venerable, what this letter says—"

Lin Changqing's gaze fell on the signature on the letter.

He had seen that Demon Rune before, on the walls of the Capital Branch Sect's Underground Palace, and on the altar of the Blood Sacrifice Array.

This was a mark used only by the core high-ranking members of the Holy Demon God Sect, and this letter was written to someone in the capital.

Combined with the phrase "continue to mediate" in the letter... this indicated that a big fish was hidden in the capital.

And this big fish's codename was "Ming Yuan."

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