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This secret is most likely related to the cries for help I heard. Perhaps, this strange event was even caused by me. Xu Qi'an was startled by his own conjecture.
He was a seasoned detective with rigorous logic, and he did not immediately conclude that he was the "real culprit"; strictly speaking, he was a suspect.
There are other possibilities, although it has been verified from Song Tingfeng and Zhu Guangxiao that only he could hear the cries for help.
But he may not have been the one who started the riot.
Sangbo itself harbors secrets, secrets known only to Emperor Yuanjing. This turmoil may have been inevitable, but due to his special status, he overheard things he shouldn't have.
"My special ability is probably this inexplicable money-picking buff." Xu Qi'an's feelings were complicated. He had a strong thirst for knowledge, but also concerns about pursuing the truth, fearing that it was something he couldn't handle at his age.
Another hour passed, and the ancestral worship ceremony finally came to an end.
The Imperial Guards and high- Nightwatchers night watchmen escorted the royal family members, and the civil and military officials left, allowing Xu Qi'an and his group to be freed and disperse.
"How strange, what exactly is inside the Yongzhen Mountain and River Temple?"
On the way back, Song Tingfeng looked relaxed and began to spill the gossip in his mind.
"Open your eyes when you walk, Li Ronghao," Xu Qi'an joked with a smile, trying to distract himself and calm down.
"Who is Li Ronghao?" Song Tingfeng asked blankly.
Xu Qi'an ignored him.
The other gong players were also discussing the strange occurrence they had just witnessed.
"Was that Sword Qi just now? I've never seen such terrifying Sword Qi before. Even Zhang Jinluo, who cultivates sword intent, is far inferior," said a gong player.
"I was terrified! I thought there was an assassin. I knew it! How could such a terrifying assassin possibly get into the capital? We have the Grand Supervisor and the Imperial Advisor here to oversee things."
"What do you think is inside the temple?"
The gong players looked at each other, speechless, unable to answer the question.
"It's the sword that the founding emperor used when he fought on the battlefield," Xu Qi'an said.
Everyone looked on, and the gong- Nightwatchers watchman's office had polarized attitudes toward Xu Qi'an.
Some wanted to befriend him, while others were jealous of him.
After all, the fact that he could make two Gold Gongs fight means this kid must have a bright future ahead of him; he'll at least be a Silver Gong.
"What do you know?" someone sneered.
"Go ask the senior yourself," Xu Qi'an sneered in return.
These are all young gongs who don't know much about the Battle of Shanhai Pass, but the older gongs and silver gongs should know about the story of how Emperor Yuanjing presented the divine sword to the Prince of Zhenbei.
It is worth mentioning that the Prince of Zhenbei was a prince and the younger brother of Emperor Yuanjing.
His real title was Prince of Huai.
The title "King Zhenbei" is an honorific for the King Huai, because he guarded the north and intimidated the various tribes of the grasslands.
There are many princes, but there is only one Prince of Zhenbei.
Sensing the tension between Xu Qi'an and the gong player, the other gong players casually changed the subject, discussing other matters.
The ancestral worship ceremony went smoothly without incident, and the mission was successfully completed. The men discussed going to the Imperial Academy of Music) or a familiar brothel for a night of revelry.
This was a very dull and boring era. Men's entertainment and social activities, apart from listening to music in brothels, consisted only of sleeping with women in brothels.
How boring!
Back at the Nightwatchers's office, Xu Qi'an suddenly felt a pang of anxiety, realizing that the "Earth Book Chat Group" had made some noise.
He excused himself to go to the outhouse, took out the jade mirror, and saw Master Jinlian consulting him and Number One.
[Nine: Numbers one and three, the ancestral worship is over. What happened that caused such a commotion?]
Number One didn't reply, but the others were enjoying the gossip immensely.
[Second: Daoist Master, what do you mean by that? Did Emperor Yuanjing encounter assassins during his ancestral worship ceremony? Did he die? Haha.]
Xu Qi'an was certain that this Number Two was definitely not a member of the imperial court, unless he or she never intended to meet Number One or himself in this lifetime.
If that angry young man number two lived in my time, he would have been tracked down by the police through the internet and brought to the station to work as a government official in no time.
[Nine: I was meditating when I suddenly saw a sword light pierce the sky from the direction of Sangbo, just like the pure aura of the Cloud Deer Academy that soared into the sky that day.]
[Second: Which expert went to carry out the assassination?]
[Nine: That national treasure sword was the personal sword of the Great Feng Dynasty. After the Great Feng Dynasty, it was baptized by the nation's fortune every day, becoming a treasure closely related to the fate of the Great Feng Dynasty. Logically speaking, such an important artifact should not exhibit any abnormalities.]
After Number Two finished speaking, Number Nine, the Golden Lotus Daoist, immediately followed with his next words.
Seeing that he had interrupted, Number Two remained silent for about ten seconds. Only after Master Jinlian finished speaking did he (or she) continue transmitting the message:
[Part Two: So, what exactly happened?]
[Four: What? The National Guardian Sword has been revived? Could it be that a first-rank expert went to the capital of the Great Feng Dynasty and activated that divine weapon? Otherwise, I can't think of any reason why the National Guardian Sword could be revived.]
Number Four appeared extremely shocked. He had once served as an official in the court and knew as much about the Great Feng as Number One and Number Three, perhaps even more.
[Five: I only care whether the Emperor of Great Feng is dead or not. If he is, I'll tell Father.]
"Grandma, Number Five is a girl. "Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up.
[Four: Tell your father what you're planning to do.]
[Five: Of course, we'll send troops to attack the border, seize the grain and women of the Great Feng, hahahaha.]
As expected, Number Five is indeed from another race; otherwise, he wouldn't know so much about the history of the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons. Hmm, the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons is in the Southern Frontier, so Number Five shouldn't be from any of the northern tribes.
Southern barbarians, or eastern barbarians?
At this moment, Number One went online.
[Part 1: The ancestral worship ceremony has concluded. The divine sword within the Yongzhen Mountain and River Temple revived, causing some disturbance. It has now fallen silent again. Emperor Yuanjing entered the temple for a quarter of an hour; it is unknown what he was doing.]
[Nine: Alas, as expected, Sangbo does indeed have a secret, a secret that is probably known only to the royal family.]
[Part 1: How much do you know about the Daoist priest?]
Xu Qi'an's spirits lifted.
[Nine: I am merely a monk and know nothing of the secrets. I only saw demonic energy gathering in the direction of the imperial city before the Sword Qi soared into the sky.]
[Six: This humble monk also noticed it, but it only flashed by.]
Buddhist School disciple number six chimed in.
The Earth Sect, which cultivates merit, should also have methods for observing Qi-Watching Technique observation. I don't know much about Buddhist School, but logically, they should be more sensitive to demonic or Yao Qi.
Xu Qi'an silently watched the screen.
[Second: In other words, a powerful demon or someone of the evil path approached the capital during the ancestral worship ceremony, causing the national treasure sword to revive and frighten away the mysterious expert.]
Number Two made the judgment.
[Four: Although the Imperial Censor is stationed in the capital, if the opponent is also a top-tier expert, they could indeed approach the capital in an instant.]
[Six: Top-tier martial arts masters are few and far between; who would dare to invade the capital at this time?]
For a long while, no one spoke; everyone was probably comparing and guessing in their minds.
But Xu Qi'an knew that it wasn't some top-tier expert who had attacked; the problem stemmed from Sangbo itself.
[Part 4: When did the Sword Qi soaring into the sky occur, Master Jinlian?]
[Nine: Why did you ask this an hour ago?]
This happened an hour ago. And Number Three's inquiry about Sangbo's information happened exactly an hour ago, almost simultaneously.
Judging from the attitude Number Three displayed at the time, he was extremely eager to know everything about Sangbo.
Number Four recalled Number Three's inquiry not long ago, and considering the situation that occurred during the ancestral worship ceremony, it was obvious that Number Three's inquiry was not without reason.
Number Three is a Confucian School scholar, well-versed in history. He couldn't possibly be unaware of Sangbo's history, so why would he go to the trouble of sending a letter to inquire?
Number Four, knowing the history of Sangbo, couldn't help but put himself in the shoes of Number Three.
"If it were me, attending the royal family's ancestral worship ceremony, and this happened in the middle, I would definitely explain the situation immediately, then discuss the cause of the anomaly with the members of the Heaven and Earth Society, and conclude that it might be an attack by a first-rank expert."
But Number Three didn't. Number Three inquired about Sangbo's history with a very purpose. Number Three was by no means a fool; on the contrary, he was an extremely intelligent person.
Number Four silently reasoned, "He's a student of the Cloud Deer Academy, he shouldn't be asking these unnecessary questions, unless he's made some discovery and is therefore questioning the history he's read before, and whether his understanding of Sangbo is correct."
Thinking about this, Number Four was taken aback, and he came to a conclusion that surprised himself:
The problem originated from Sangbo. Number Three gleaned some information about it, and this truth made him doubt his own understanding.
[Four: Number Three, you know something, right? You were there too. After you asked about Sangbo's situation, the Zhenguo Sword reacted immediately, causing such a commotion. This is no coincidence.]
The message from Number Four alerted the members of the Heaven and Earth Society.
The reason why Number Four asked Master Jinlian about the time when the Sword Qi soared into the sky is because of this.
As the fragment holders pondered their questions, Number Four continued to pass on the message: "Number Three, you are a student of the Cloud Deer Academy, so you must know the history of Sangbo. Although Cloud Deer Academy has been out of the court for two hundred years, it has a profound foundation. The history of Sangbo recorded in the academy's library is even more detailed than what I have described."
[I found it strange at the time, why did you ask that question.]
No, I really don't know. Xu Qi'an didn't know how to explain. The terrifying cries for help had driven him to a mental breakdown. Under such circumstances, he couldn't even consider maintaining his public image.
[Four: Because you have begun to doubt your own understanding, you feel that the history of Sangbo that you learned before may be wrong.]
Everyone suddenly realized what had happened.
Xu Qi'an suddenly realized, "So that's what I was thinking."
Number Four is truly a natural-born deducer. Well, although his guess was wrong, it must be admitted that he is extremely perceptive and has the fastest reaction of all.
He truly deserves to be called a scholar who once served as an official in the imperial court.
[Second: Wait, so the problem itself originated from Sangbo, rather than from an invasion by a first-rank master?]
[Four: That's a question for number three.]
[5: Number 3, why aren't you saying anything? Tell us quickly!]
Upon seeing this, Xu Qi'an decided to break his silence and, using his finger as a pen, wrote:
[Ha, I do know some inside information that's not widely known.]
PS: Updated first, then revised.