All The Female Disciples Want To Kill Me

Chapter 390 - 243: Meeting Me?_1

Liu Zizhan stood in the hall with his hands clasped behind his back, his eyes stealthily appraising Lin Jinyu upon the dragon throne.

By now, he was ninety percent certain that something had definitely happened to the Eastern Emperor!

Despite being somewhat prepared for this outcome, witnessing it unfold still made him feel a deep sense of regret.

Could it be that the legendary figure, rumored to have reached the Tribulation-Crossing Stage, had actually fallen within the Blood Refining array?

His gaze swept towards the two men in python robes at the corners of the great hall. The King of An Nan, with his eyes downcast, exuded an air of indifference to worldly affairs. King Zhenbei was expressionless, his palms gently rubbing something, seemingly unmoved.

Ironically, of the three vassal kings, apart from King Fuzhong who appeared good-natured, the other two feigned indifference. Yet Liu Zizhan knew these two were the truly cunning old foxes.

Li Zijun stood quietly in her spot, listening to the discussions behind her, her expression serene.

However, her inner thoughts were far from the tranquility her expression suggested.

The so-called Devouring Heaven Demon Art, which she had long been investigating, along with the Evil Qi that seemed related to this cultivation technique, was gradually coming to light.

All clues pointed towards the South Wind Ancient Country, but she was unclear about the role this alleged Evil Cultivator organization played there.

Did her father know?

Did the South Emperor know?

Or could it be...

At this thought, Li Zijun felt a growing apprehension about continuing her investigation. The individuals involved and the web of connections seemed far more complex than she had anticipated.

For instance, there was Mo Liu, the Head Guard who always followed the South Emperor. Even though he wore a mask, Li Zijun was eighty percent certain he was the masked man who had tried to assassinate her outside Jinling City.

The Confucian School had conducted an extensive search for some time, but those people seemed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace.

At this thought, Li Zijun’s heart sank. She unconsciously glanced at Liu Zizhan behind her, a heavy feeling settling in her chest, as if a stone were suspended there.

She softly nudged Duo’er beside her and whispered, "After leaving Luodu, Duo’er, you and Mr. Tong Er Road should depart first."

"Find Er Xia, and have Mr. Er Xia meet me at Xiegu City."

Duo’er was visibly startled. Her expression changed dramatically, and she took a deep breath before asking, "Miss, do you suspect..."

"The Confucian School disciples are still stationed outside Jinling City. Once we enter the territory of the South Wind Ancient Country, nothing should happen..."

Li Zijun’s eyes were as calm as a tranquil lake. Her pupils, clear as fine glass, nonetheless held a profound depth. In a gentle and quiet voice, she said, "No, it is precisely within the territory of the South Wind Ancient Country."

"Zi Jun entrusts her life to you, Duo’er."

"Can I trust you?"

Duo’er’s face turned deathly pale. Her expression contorted, and tears welled in her eyes, threatening to fall.

The discussions in the hall continued unabated, a chaotic and relentless clamor.

Li Zijun offered her a gentle smile and said softly, "All of this is just conjecture, simply precautionary measures..."

Duo’er looked back at her, tears rolling down and clinging to her long lashes. She asked in a choked voice, "Miss, please don’t comfort Duo’er. Rest assured, Miss, Duo’er will ensure your safety!"

Li Zijun reached out a slender, jade-like hand to wipe Duo’er’s face, a faint smile on her lips.

Then, her gaze lowered, she murmured to herself, "Is it the Confucian Tri-Energy they are after?"

She finally understood why Liu Zizhan, despite being the one in charge, had insisted on sending her as an envoy to the Dongfeng Ancient Country.

What role was the South Emperor playing in all this?

Was he deceived? Was he the instigator? Or merely a participant?

Her father was still in seclusion, yet so much turmoil had already erupted.

Did her father know about all this? She found it hard to believe he could be completely unaware.

These evil spirits had two chances to obtain her unique constitution. The first attempt failed, an outcome she had anticipated.

And this, the second time, was their most promising chance for success.

The Confucian Sage was in seclusion, the Eastern Emperor was missing, and the opening ceremony of the Sacred Land had concluded. Undercurrents swirled secretly between the two countries. At such a juncture, even if she were to disappear suddenly, it wouldn’t attract too much attention.

"Was all this preplanned?"

Li Zijun gently massaged her temples, then raised her head, her gaze meeting Lin Jinyu, who sat upon the dragon throne adorned in Phoenix robes.

Lin Jinyu’s heart grew increasingly anxious. They had been discussing Hua Province for what felt like ages, but it was clear their true intentions lay elsewhere. She knew that if the Eastern Emperor did not appear today, the Dongfeng Ancient Country was destined for chaos!

The court meeting dragged on until noon.

The air around her buzzed with incessant quarrels. Although both sides maintained a degree of restraint, and their words were not overtly crude, the underlying intentions were ten times more malicious than any vulgar outburst.

Liu Zizhan dared not act too arrogantly but continued to exert subtle pressure on the Dongfeng Ancient Country from the shadows. As accusations were deflected back and forth, the envoys from the South Wind Ancient Country finally stepped forward in unison. Liu Zizhan then proclaimed loudly, "Reporting to the Empress Dowager, this envoy’s actions are not treacherous. When visiting the Dongfeng Ancient Country, this envoy repeatedly admonished the accompanying officials to be diligent and responsible regarding this matter."

"Respecting the Dongfeng Ancient Country and His Majesty the Eastern Emperor is this envoy’s duty. However, this matter is of utmost importance, and this envoy must report directly to His Majesty the Eastern Emperor. Yet, His Majesty has continuously avoided a meeting. This raises suspicions of a deliberate attempt to sow discord between our nations, an act that greatly affects our diplomatic relations. I implore Your Majesty to grant an audience!"