Great Li Martial God

Seeing this, Chief Eunuch Sun Changyu waved his hand and said, "Young Master Li need not worry. Your current situation is somewhat special. This is just a deception tactic I'm using to avoid accidents. It's a fairly standard operation within the Tianjin Guards."

Hearing this, Li Musheng didn't speak. He raised his head and looked up at the sky through the window.

The originally clear blue sky had somehow become overcast.

The air was oppressive, the horizon gloomy.

Distant clouds rolled in, pressing lower and lower, as if about to crush the entire imperial capital.

Li Musheng stroked his chin and said quietly, "Looking at this weather, it should rain soon."

As if verifying his words, a muffled thunder rumbled from the thick cloud layer, echoing on and on.

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Aurora Pavilion.

Outside a hall serving as a temporary Tianjin Guards outpost, several armored soldiers with blades escorted a young master in purple robes, walking quickly. "You have such audacity! My uncle is the Vice Minister of Revenue. You actually dare arrest me?"

Zhang He vigorously twisted his body, trying to break free from these soldiers' restraint. However, what he received in return was a fierce blow from the flat of a blade from one of the soldiers.

"Tss!"

The intense pain from being struck hard on his back made Zhang He grimace and cry out, sharply sucking in a breath of cold air.

He glared with wide eyes viciously at the soldier who had struck him with the blade, opening his mouth to curse.

However, at this moment, several soldiers had already escorted him into the hall. One person reported in a low voice, "Sir, earlier according to Eunuch Sun's instructions, we searched the area near Aurora Pavilion and found this person acting furtively with suspicious movements. He may be that demonic path person."

Hearing these words, Zhang He immediately shouted loudly, "You better make yourself clear. Who's a demonic path person? My uncle is the Vice Minister of Revenue, a high court official. A lowly soldier like you isn't even worthy of carrying my shoes!"

Seeing this, Vice Commander Song Shanyue, seated behind the desk, glanced at Zhang He, then waved his hand, "Just a wastrel young master. Take him down for preliminary interrogation."

Hearing this, the soldier wasn't surprised. He immediately acknowledged and prepared to escort Zhang He away.

However, just at this moment, Song Shanyue suddenly spoke again, "Forget it. This matter involves demonic path people and cannot be taken lightly. You should leave the person here. I'll personally interrogate him."

The several soldiers were slightly stunned but didn't say anything. After pressing Zhang He to the ground, they all saluted and withdrew.

With a creaking sound, the hall's main door was slowly closed.

The hall fell silent for a moment. After a while, Song Shanyue's voice rang out, "What position do you hold in the Six Desires Demonic Sect?"

Hearing this, Zhang He, who had originally fallen to the ground, restrained the blood light he had deliberately revealed in his eyes. Twisting his body to sit up, he indicated, "I ask Commander Song to untie the ropes on my body. That way it will be more convenient for me to speak with you, sir."

Song Shanyue snorted coldly. His martial Dao true qi spread with his sound technique. In an instant, the ropes on Zhang He's body were shattered into powder.

Zhang He rubbed his wrists and climbed up from the ground. At this moment, his face no longer showed the previous arrogance and anger. Instead, it bore a faint, barely perceptible evil smile, "The Holy Maiden asked me to send her regards to Vice Commander. As expected, you're still as robust as ever."

Hearing these words, Song Shanyue's half-white hair moved without wind. The veins on his neck bulged prominently, killing intent surging in his eyes, as if he had uncontrollable rage in his heart.

However, he still forcefully suppressed his emotions, almost spitting out a sentence through gritted teeth, "What does she want you to find me for?"

Zhang He seemed not to see Song Shanyue's expression that looked ready to kill. He just scratched his head and smiled, "The Holy Maiden temporarily has no instructions for you. Actually, I want to find you to have you help me kill someone."

Hearing this, Song Shanyue didn't get angry but instead laughed, "By what right do you dare order this official around!"

As soon as his words fell, a terrifying invisible sound wave trembled out, directly blasting Zhang He away. He heavily smashed against a hall pillar and rolled on the ground, rolling several times before barely stopping.

Immediately after, violent coughing sounds came from the quiet hall. Zhang He clutched his chest and continuously coughed up blood.

"Commander Song truly has a violent temper. If you strike again, I'll trigger the demonic heart seed in your body..."

He spoke hurriedly while struggling to climb up from the ground.

Then he reached out to wipe the filthy blood from the corner of his mouth. Looking at Song Shanyue whose expression was full of uncertainty, the corners of his mouth revealed a mocking expression, "Commander Song, don't doubt my words. Before you kill me, I'm fully capable of triggering the demonic heart and turning you into a great demon that everyone will want to execute."

Saying this, Zhang He's nostrils twitched as his mouth rapidly chanted something.

The next moment, he suddenly took a forceful deep breath.

In an instant, the scattered droplets of blood and organ fragments on the ground around him immediately vaporized, transforming into wisps of blood-red mist that he instantly inhaled into his body.

At the same time, Zhang He said with a cheerful smile, "Moreover, whether Commander Song can kill me is still uncertain."

Song Shanyue's eyes suddenly contracted. At this moment, he could clearly see that Zhang He's injuries had recovered completely in the blink of an eye, as if he hadn't been injured by his sound wave technique at all.

For a moment, Song Shanyue's expression changed uncertainly. His gaze stared fixedly at Zhang He for quite a while. Finally, he slowly closed his eyes and said, "That vile woman said that as long as I do three things for the Six Desires Demonic Sect, she would remove the demonic heart seed from my body and let Yun'er return."

"Now only two things remain undone. Does what you're asking count as one of them?"

Hearing this, Zhang He nodded and smiled meaningfully, "Rest assured, Commander Song. Every task you do for the Holy Sect counts. Moreover, my relationship with the Holy Maiden is excellent. My words are completely worthy of your trust."

Song Shanyue looked at him. After a long silence, he finally spoke in an ice-cold voice, "Speak. Who do you want me to help you kill?"

Zhang He cupped his hands, saying sinisterly, "Naturally, I ask Commander Song to strike and kill that real Seventh Prince."

"The Great Li court has killed no less than a thousand disciples of our Holy Sect, causing how many old sect members to send off their children before themselves. I also want to let that Emperor Yuanwu taste what the pain of losing a son feels like."

Song Shanyue narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You're thinking too much. The imperial family is heartless. Wanting His Majesty to suffer from losing a son is almost impossible."

Zhang He thought for a moment and chuckled lightly, "Fine, whether that dog emperor suffers or not doesn't really matter. Killing his son and making him rage impotently is also acceptable."

"Moreover, this is a rare opportunity. Other princes and princesses all have experts protecting them openly or secretly. This person's identity hasn't been confirmed yet, making him an exception. Killing him would be much simpler than killing others."

However, Song Shanyue slowly shook his head and said, "The person you want to kill is very likely not simple."