"Oh, the Flying Flower Sect." Lu Yiping was surprised.
The Flying Flower Sect was a very powerful force within the Baihua Empire.
At the very least, it was far stronger than the Thunder Pavilion Sword Sect, and the current sect master of the Flying Flower Sect was Empress Baihua's younger sister.
Empress Baihua's younger sister had joined the Flying Flower Sect as a child. Later, she had been accepted as a disciple by the Flying Flower Sect's old ancestor. Through her own efforts, she had climbed step by step to the position of sect master.
"Yes, it is Ke Jie, a Grand Elder of the Flying Flower Sect," Song Ning said. "As for whether she acted on the Flying Flower Sect Master's orders, that is still unknown."
"However, we discovered that this Ke Jie has an unclear relationship with Yang Siyuan, the old ancestor of the Dark Demon Sect."
"The Dark Demon Sect, Yang Siyuan." Lu Yiping pondered.
Just as Lu Yiping was asking Song Ning about the investigation into the Asura Gate, inside a certain residence in the imperial capital, Hao Dan, the Young Sect Master of the Yin Ghost Sect, lay reclining in the arms of a voluptuous maid. Clad in spotless white robes, with skin more tender than a woman's, he ate peeled spirit fruits.
"That Lu Yiping, has he not left the residence recently?" he asked elegantly.
His subordinate hurriedly answered, "No. Ever since he went to the Heavenly Machine Merchant Guild, he returned and has remained in the residence, refusing to see anyone."
"What cultivation do you think that Lu Yiping has?" Hao Dan asked unhurriedly.
That subordinate pondered before replying, "It is difficult to say. However, everyone who has seen Lu Yiping says that he has neither True Essence nor inner power, nor does he possess divine power."
"This subordinate guesses that perhaps he used a divine artifact to conceal his cultivation."
Hao Dan mused, "Three thousand years ago, Tang Xiaobai wore the Void Robe and concealed his cultivation. Could it be that he obtained Tang Xiaobai's Void Robe?"
Upon hearing Hao Dan mention Tang Xiaobai, the expressions of Hao Dan's subordinates changed in alarm.
Three thousand years ago, Tang Xiaobai had emerged into the world. Neither righteous nor evil, he wore the Void Robe, and no one could see through his cultivation. He acted entirely according to his whims, and his cultivation was extraordinarily high. Countless sect experts had died at his hands; even disciples from the Ten Super Powers had been slain.
Later, Tang Xiaobai was besieged and killed by Taiyi Sect experts at Burial Soul Cliff.
Suddenly, Hao Dan laughed. "Tell me, if I kill Lu Yiping at the Big Dipper Empire's celebration, will Old Devil Su Xiu go mad?"
Kill Lu Yiping?!
Hearing this, several subordinates stammered, "Young Sect Master, wouldn't that be inappropriate?"
"Lu Yiping has the token of Su Xiu of Yellow Springs, and now he is staying at Su Xiu's residence. This shows that Lu Yiping is highly valued by Su Xiu. Otherwise, he could not possibly possess Su Xiu's token."
"If we kill him, Su Xiu will surely fly into a rage!"
Hao Dan sneered. "So what if he flies into a rage? Does our Yin Ghost Sect fear him, Su Xiu, and the Yellow Springs Demonic Sect? Back then, Old Devil Su Xiu killed hundreds of disciples and experts of our Yin Ghost Sect! If I kill one of his juniors now, I am merely collecting a little interest!"
"These years, Old Devil Su Xiu has been hiding in the Battlefield of the Gods to cultivate. No one knows where he is concealed."
"I want Old Devil Su Xiu to fly into a rage and draw him out!"
"I will butcher this Lu Yiping and carve his flesh off piece by piece!"
Several subordinates fell silent as cicadas in winter.
No one dared to respond.
Among the hundreds of Yin Ghost Sect experts Old Devil Su Xiu had killed was one of their Young Sect Master's close relatives.
"Enough. You may leave," Hao Dan said.
After several subordinates withdrew, he suddenly seized the maid beside him and bit down on her neck.
A terrified, miserable scream rang out.
Hearing the sounds behind them, several subordinates felt chills run down their backs. Their Young Sect Master cultivated the Blood Demon Divine Skill and often needed to drink fresh, warm human blood.
At this time, Wan Hong of the Wan Family was also questioning his subordinates about Lu Yiping's movements.
"Young Master, are we really going to act against Lu Yiping? I heard that the four guards beside him are all extremely strong, in the God Realm!" A Wan Family expert hesitated. "Should we first report this to Patriarch Lord?"
Wan Hong stood with his hands behind his back, broad-shouldered and powerfully built. He said in a deep voice, "Rest assured, I know my limits. Besides, even if we do not make a move, Hao Dan of the Yin Ghost Sect will not spare him."
Inside the Big Dipper Imperial Palace.
Tomorrow would be the Empire's ten-thousand-year celebration, yet Big Dipper Great Emperor Zhou Ding Tian's brows were tightly furrowed.
Lu Yiping's identity had been exposed. He had not expected it to draw both Hao Dan, the Young Sect Master of the Yin Ghost Sect, and Wan Hong, the young master of the Wan Family, here.
Not only that, but over the past few days, the number of experts from evil sects and demonic sects within the imperial capital had surged.
The imperial capital was filled with turbulent undercurrents.
General Chen Yuan was kneeling in the great hall, his forehead drenched in sweat, because Lu Yiping's identity had been leaked from his mouth to Yun Haitian of the Yun Family.
"Your Majesty, this subject deserves death!" Seeing that Zhou Ding Tian had remained silent for so long, Chen Yuan's heart clenched. He lowered himself even further and spoke.
Zhou Ding Tian said in a deep voice, "Rise."
After Chen Yuan carefully rose, Zhou Ding Tian said, "For tomorrow's celebration, double the troop deployment again and guard every major entrance and exit of the Imperial Palace!"
Double the troop deployment again?
Chen Yuan was startled.
One had to know that, not counting the forces within the imperial capital itself, the Imperial Palace alone already had one million troops, all of them the Empire's elite ace forces.
However, Chen Yuan did not dare question Zhou Ding Tian's order. He respectfully accepted it and withdrew.
The next day.
The great sun rose.
The entire Big Dipper imperial capital came alive.
Crowds surged through the streets.
Wave after wave of fireworks exploded above the Imperial Palace. The dazzling blossoms illuminated the entire imperial capital in a riot of colors.
Throughout the streets and alleys of the Big Dipper imperial capital, an atmosphere of celebration overflowed.
"Young Master, the celebration has begun." Looking at the resplendent Imperial Palace high above, Lu Peng smiled joyfully at Lu Yiping.
The Wuji Dynasty was a dynasty under the Big Dipper Empire, so Lu Peng and the others could barely be considered half citizens of the Big Dipper Empire. They were naturally delighted by the Empire's ten-thousand-year anniversary celebration.
Lu Yiping smiled and stood. "Let's go over."
Thus, Lu Yiping and the others left the residence and traveled by chariot.
Lu Yiping also had Lu Peng and Lu Xiaoyu board the War Chariot. Zhang Jin and the other three traveled in front, while Song Ning and the many experts of the Thunder Pavilion Sword Sect followed behind.
"It's Lu Yiping!"
The streets were packed with heads, so crowded that not even water could pass through. Yet when everyone saw the Golden Ox Chariot, they all voluntarily made way, opening a broad road.
"So he is Lu Yiping? Didn't they say he had a green face and fangs, the shape of an evil ghost?"
"I heard he obtained Tang Xiaobai's Void Robe and used it to conceal his cultivation. Sure enough, he has no True Essence or inner power."
All kinds of hushed discussions rose from the crowd.
Inside the chariot, Lu Yiping frowned. A green face and fangs, the shape of an evil ghost? The Void Robe? Who had deliberately spread this?
Hearing the surrounding clamor, the Dragon Horn Golden Ox gave a cold snort, like divine thunder exploding. Instantly, the minds of everyone discussing it buzzed, and all within ten thousand miles fell silent.
The chariot continued forward slowly.
Before long, the Imperial Palace came into view in the distance.
At this moment, a white War Chariot drove over from another street. It was precisely the chariot of the Yin Ghost Sect's Young Sect Master.
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