The Empress’s Blind Consort: Invincible in Secret

Vol2 – Chapter 33 – Murderer, Empress’s husband, Meng Qingzhou

When Meng Qingzhou mentioned the Mountain and River Continent and the siege by the seven major forces, he finally remembered.

That day, he was ordered to lead the expedition, and by his side was none other than Dongfang Liuli, who served as the strategist.

Could it be that Ji Wushuang had already arrived in the Wilderness back then?

The Yin-Yang Elder transmitted a message:

"Didn't the young master learn about the Empress and the Space-Time Sword Saint from Old Ancestor Taotie's memories? When did he witness the siege by the seven major forces?"

"The young master's whereabouts must be concealed. I deliberately spread false information to make them believe the young master is always watching from the shadows, causing them fear and panic. This will make the negotiations much easier."

Pu Lingzi wore a faint smile, exuding confidence as if he had everything under control.

Pausing briefly, Pu Lingzi continued transmitting:

"Later, try to gather information about the Space-Time Sword Saint. Meng Qin's rise was too swift, and his retreat too sudden. While we were napping, Meng Qin vanished. We mustn't let the young master discover that we don't actually know the so-called Space-Time Sword Saint."

The Yin-Yang Elder nodded gravely:

"Indeed, the young master learned about the Space-Time Sword Saint through soul-searching Old Ancestor Taotie and mistakenly believed that we have been observing the Space-Time Sword Saint all along. He wants us to bring the Space-Time Sword Saint to him, not knowing that we have never met Sword Saint Meng Qin."

Discussing the Space-Time Sword Saint Meng Qin gave the two a headache.

Meng Qin's rise to fame in the Wilderness took only a month. By the time they heard the news and tried to find Meng Qin, he had already retired and no longer concerned himself with worldly matters.

When Ji Wushuang projected half of his consciousness into the Wilderness, he immediately noticed the extraordinary nature of the Space-Time Sword Saint and ordered Pu Lingzi and the Yin-Yang Elder to capture Meng Qin and bring him before him.

In the courtyard, after a brief silence, Pu Lingzi spoke first:

"So, have you made up your mind?"

Meng Qingzhou, having sorted out the situation, gradually turned cold, his expression icy as he uttered one word: "Scram."

The voice was not loud, but it was filled with undeniable authority.

Pu Lingzi was stunned, thinking Meng Qingzhou hadn't understood him, and reminded him again:

"My young master is the second young master of the Ji family in Sky State, named Ji Wushuang. Haven't you heard of him?"

Meng Qingzhou dropped the pretense, his tone cold and stern:

"I've heard of him. They say he's the reincarnation of an ancient emperor, undefeated in Sky State, able to comprehend various great paths at a glance, and has cultivated countless scriptures, aiming to merge three thousand paths into a single emperor's path."

"So what? Let him come, and I'll cut him down myself!"

Damn it, the thing I hate most is a traitor. You little brat, you want me to be a victim? You think I'm a traitor?

I can't endure this anymore! The path of cultivation can be severed, but Ji Wushuang must die!

If I endure any longer, they'll trample all over me.

"How dare you speak such madness and disrespect the young master! You're courting death!" The Yin-Yang Elder reacted immediately, his five fingers forming claws, ready to strike.

"Have you forgotten the young master's instructions?" Pu Lingzi quickly stopped him, transmitting a message.

Wu Die's eyes sparkled, as if she was seeing the scene on Cool Breeze Mountain again, where the sword cut down Zhao Gou's protector.

"The master is still so mighty and domineering." Wu Die blushed, holding her face.

Su Qingqiu glanced at her disdainfully, muttering, "Hmph, lovesick fool. The master has always been amazing."

Outside the courtyard, there was a low murmur.

"Wow, so domineering!"

"Isn't the Emperor afraid of angering the second young master of the Ji family? It's said that the second young master's cultivation has reached the peak of the Morning Glow Realm and is climbing the Heaven Supporting Realm. If he descends in person, the Great Jin Dynasty won't be able to stop him."

"The number one young talent in Sky State. I wonder how much of a chance the Space-Time Sword Saint has against him."

"Although the Emperor has contributed greatly to Great Jin, the harsh reality is that he is no match for the second young master of the Ji family."

Outside the courtyard, the court officials exchanged messages, filled with fear and panic.

Suddenly, Dongfang Liuli spoke:

"My husband is too kind-hearted, not inclined to killing or fighting, but I have a message for Ji Wushuang."

Pu Lingzi glared at Meng Qingzhou, thinking of Ji Wushuang's instructions not to be arrogant in front of the Empress. He suppressed his anger and said sullenly:

"Speak."

Dongfang Liuli's phoenix eyes brewed with killing intent, her voice calm:

"I will remember today's humiliation. One day, I will make him beg for life, unable to die."

Pu Lingzi's expression changed drastically, his once clear eyes now filled with murderous intent.

He didn't care about an Emperor with no cultivation, like an ant shouting at the moon, vowing to drag the moon down, which was laughable.

But the Empress was different. She was the woman the young master had specifically chosen. A sincere proposal was seen as an insult?

And she dared to harbor killing intent towards the young master!?

"Ungrateful! Do you know how many goddesses and saintesses in Sky State dream of climbing into the young master's bed? You dare to refuse and speak such madness? You're tired of living." Pu Lingzi shouted angrily.

Before Dongfang Liuli could tear off her facade, Pu Lingzi had some regard for appearances, not wanting to ruin the young master's task.

However, Dongfang Liuli's current attitude made it clear that there was no way to continue the conversation. Why pretend to be polite?

"Have you said enough?"

Meng Qingzhou, leaning on his blind cane, slowly stood up, his voice icy, like a cold spring freezing to the bone.

"You are very fortunate. So far, you are the first to make me feel killing intent."

"Proposing to my wife in front of me, do you think I'm a joke?"

Meng Qingzhou thrust his blind cane into the stone floor, then grabbed the hilt. With the sound of metal scraping, a sharp blade emerged, its cold light spilling onto the ground.

Pu Lingzi stared at the man before him, standing tall in his green robe, eyes covered by black silk, one man and one sword, as if holding up the sky.

"You... are the Space-Time Sword Saint Meng Qin!?"

Pu Lingzi's ears roared, as if a thousand thunders had exploded, his eyes widening in shock!

The Emperor of Great Jin is the Space-Time Sword Saint!?

Damn Meng Qingzhou, deceiving the entire world, even the young master didn't foresee this.

"Yin-Yang Elder, retreat immediately! We must report to the young master that Meng Qingzhou is the Space-Time Sword Saint!" Pu Lingzi's thoughts raced.

His first thought was of Ji Wushuang. One day, Ji Wushuang would seek out the Space-Time Sword Saint to collect the Space-Time Path and merge it into his own. There would inevitably be a battle!

But who could have guessed that Meng Qingzhou was the Space-Time Sword Saint? Ji Wushuang, unaware of this, might fall because of it.

The Yin-Yang Elder was also shocked, preparing to tear through the void and escape into an alternate space.

At that moment, a voice sounded close by:

"Do you think you can escape?"

"Fine, I'll use you to test the power of the Emperor Grade Sword Sense of Time and Space, and see if I can slay an enemy a whole realm above!"