I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 668 - 253: The Self-Bound Sisters! Zhixia Unlocks a New Achievement!_3

"This is a Positioning Compass."

"Once you infuse it with True Yuan, it will display the exact location of Martial Saint Mountain, and by following the compass, you can reach the mountain gate."

"At the same time, this also serves as a pass to enter the mountain."

Chen Mo reached out to take it, puzzled, "But if you give this to me, won’t the sect cause you trouble?"

Shen Zhixia explained, "This was originally given to me by my master to give to you... He wishes to take you as a disciple, but due to certain reasons, it’s inconvenient for him to come to the Capital City personally, so if you have the time, he hopes you can visit Martial Saint Mountain."

Take a disciple?

Chen Mo shook his head.

He wasn’t sure if the Martial Saint truly had a heart for talent or if he noticed something suspicious, just like Ji Hongxiu, wanting to rely on him to weaken the influence of a deal.

"Sleeping with a Daoist Venerable is acceptable, a bit quirky in temper, but at least pleasing to the eye."

"But I heard the Martial Saint seems to be an old man..."

Nonetheless, since he is Shen Zhixia’s teacher, visiting Martial Saint Mountain is only a matter of time.

"No wonder you’re so carefree today, even playing roleplaying... Is this the reason?" Chen Mo suddenly realized.

Shen Zhixia’s cheeks flushed, biting her lip, "Over the upcoming period, I won’t be in the Capital City, so I wanted to leave a lasting impression on you... Besides, with so many girls around you, if I don’t do something, I’m afraid I’ll be forgotten..."

"How could that be..."

Chen Mo reached out and pinched her cheek, "Don’t worry, once I finish the tasks at hand, I’ll come to Martial Saint Mountain to bring you back."

"Really?" Shen Zhixia’s eyes sparkled.

"Cross my heart, hope to die."

"Alright, then let’s pinky swear!"

"Hmm."

Their pinky fingers hooked together.

"It’s a promise, Brother, you mustn’t lie to me~"

After receiving Chen Mo’s promise, Shen Zhixia’s mood immediately brightened, her smiling eyes resembling crescent moons.

"Oh, I wanted to ask you something." Chen Mo asked curiously, "Who did you learn all these things from?"

Her "uniform" was very professional, the details well-executed, unlike what a novice could come up with.

Moreover, her demeanor and the way she handled things seemed so realistic, as if she’d really been in prison...

Shen Zhixia hesitated for a while, finally confessing the truth, "After what happened at the Government last time, I felt I couldn’t just sit and wait for doom, so I thought to learn a thing or two at the Imperial Music Bureau..."

Chen Mo frowned, "Go to the Imperial Music Bureau... to learn?"

"Yes." Shen Zhixia shuffled, "This prison outfit was designed with the help of Miss Yu’er. She also brought in several Oiran for professional training..."

?

Chen Mo didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

No wonder her performance was so convincing, turns out she went to the national art academy for advanced studies?

"Actually, Miss Yu’er also secretly gave me something else..."

"What is it?"

"It’s..."

Shen Zhixia hesitated for a long while.

She took out a white porcelain bottle from somewhere, opening the lid, a faint fragrance wafted out.

Though it wasn’t labeled, Chen Mo was very familiar with the scent.

"Soft glide gel?"

Chen Mo asked puzzled, "What are you planning to..."

"Luckily Daoist Qingxuan also left, otherwise I’d still feel a bit constrained."

Shen Zhixia’s eyes became determined, her pretty cheeks flushed like the evening glow, whispering, "The master’s investigative intensity seems rather lacking~"

Chen Mo’s throat shifted, pulling up a smile, "Looks like you won’t cry until you see the coffin... No worries, once the whipping punishment begins, you’ll behave!"

"Oh, master..."

...

...

The next day.

At the Yan Residence.

In the guest room, Yan Peizhi and Feng Jinyu sat opposite each other, a chessboard on the table, the sound of the chess pieces clacking incessantly.

"Mr. Yan, your son is still detained in the Imperial Prison, why don’t you seem worried at all?" Feng Jinyu placed a black piece, asking.

Yan Peizhi stroked his beard with his left hand, made a strategic goat’s foot move with his right, calmly saying, "What good does worrying do? Chen Mo has the support of His Highness, arresting people with justification, aside from cooperating, what else can I do?"

"The innocent will prove their innocence, as long as Linghu cooperates well, I believe he will be unharmed."

Unharmed?

Entering the Black Government, even if not dead, one would be stripped of a layer of skin!

As the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Justice, Yan Peizhi should be well-aware of the methods of the Imperial Prison.

Feng Jinyu glanced at Yan Peizhi, feeling something odd, his attitude a stark contrast to previous days, unusually calm.

His eyes flickered, speaking in a low tone, "Mr. Yan, we have been friends for many years, this matter implicates me too, if you have any plans, you shouldn’t hide it from me, your old friend."

"What plans could I have?"

"Being part of the court is like being a floating pushover in the wind, beyond one’s control..."

Yan Peizhi tapped the table as a reminder, "Feng, it’s your turn to make a move."

Feng Jinyu was in no mood for chess at this point.

Initially, he and Prince Yu Mansion colluded, inciting ministers to impeach Chen Mo, thinking it was a certainty, but unexpectedly he kicked an iron board!

In addition, with Fengluan Yang Lin from the Imperial Music Bureau defecting in court, it left him completely passive!

"Gained no benefit, almost ended up accused of slander, lifting a stone only to drop it on my own foot..."

"Moreover, this matter is not yet settled, Chen Mo is petty and vindictive, who knows when the fire will be directed at me!"

At this thought, Feng Jinyu readily threw down the black piece, his tone anxious, "Mr. Yan, stop hiding it, seeing your demeanor, it’s clear you’re confident... you can’t leave your brother hanging!"

"Calm down, you’re a Third-Level High Official, why so flustered?"

Yan Peizhi placed the final piece, the result of the match determined.

He picked up the teacup from the table, leisurely sipping before slowly saying, "Actually, it’s no harm telling you, a few days ago, I had a meeting with Chief Minister Zhuang, and he introduced me to a person..."

"Zhuang Jingming?"

Feng Jinyu frowned, "Who could be important enough for him to personally introduce?"

Yan Peizhi put down the teacup, revealing a smile, "I don’t know the person’s name, I only know their surname is Jiang."

Feng Jinyu was stunned, "Jiang?!"