Novel Full Chapter 1250 - 351: Dao Yun Jie Fu Huang Mei’s Ultimate Trump Card, King Yan’s Lei-Ci Dao Body Devours Shenxiao [Monthly Ticket Requested]
Chapter 1250: Chapter 351: Dao Yun Jie Fu Huang Mei’s Ultimate Trump Card, King Yan’s Lei-Ci Dao Body Devours Shenxiao [Monthly Ticket Requested]
“Yes.” Wang Kui glanced at Ji Qingchuan.
Noble Princess Consort Ji’s death was a significant blow to the Ji Family.
Most importantly, Noble Princess Consort Ji died within the Ji Family Mansion, even if it’s proven unrelated to the Ji Family, the Third Prince might still blame them for inadequate protection.
At the very least, a rift and estrangement arose between the Ji Family and the Third Prince.
“The Underworld… why kill Yan’er?”
Clenching his five fingers, murder intent surged in Ji Qingchuan’s eyes: “Such brutal methods, is there such deep hatred between us?”
“Was it really not Ji Moli’s doing?”
Ji Qingchuan asked in a deep voice.
Wang Kui twisted his neck, terrifying muscles and bones crackling: “Why? Do you hope it was Ji Moli’s doing?”
“Why would Ji Moli kill Noble Princess Consort Ji for no reason?”
Ji Qingchuan was immediately at a loss.
Wang Kui glanced at Ji Qingchuan with a half-smile, seemingly seeing through his thoughts.
The death of Noble Princess Consort Ji, what Ji Qingchuan cared and was truly angry about was not the death of Noble Princess Consort Ji as a person, but the collapse and demise of the benefits she represented for the Ji Family.
The Ji Family spent so much effort elevating Noble Princess Consort Ji to the Consort position, only to have her die before they could reap the benefits!
“Convey my order, temporarily mobilize the Golden Scale Forbidden Guards of Divine Capital’s Second City, and seal all Upper Three Cities’ gates…”
Suddenly.
A young man dressed in Temple Control Bureau robes approached Wang Kui and whispered something.
Wang Kui’s eyebrow raised, then he left the Ji Family.
In the Divine Capital’s Second City, on an exceptionally wide street.
A low-profile carriage was stopped, the Flood Dragon Horse neighed, its uneasy hooves stomping, exhaling hot air, with the character “Qin” written on the carriage.
Undoubtedly, this carriage belonged to the Qintian Observatory.
The curtain lifted, Hong Shifu with a chessboard on his back looked outside at the Golden Scale Forbidden Guards blocking them.
Within the Upper Three Cities, the Golden Scale Forbidden Guards were a force not to be underestimated.
Apart from Emperor Dajing, only the Supervisor of the Temple Control Bureau could command the Golden Scale Forbidden Guards.
True enough.
In the distance, the rain seemed to part from left and right.
A figure slowly approached.
His fiery red hair wildly flailing, his features rugged, and the gold ring on his nose emitted a dazzling brilliance.
“One of the three Governors of the Temple Control Bureau… Wang Kui!”
Fear flickered in Hong Shifu’s eyes.
Wang Kui approached, glanced at Hong Shifu, then looked at Li Che, sitting quietly and honestly in the carriage.
His brows furrowed, Wang Kui sniffed, seemingly smelling an ink scent…
How could there be an ink scent amidst such heavy rain?
Wang Kui stared at Li Che, his eyes deep, the gold ring on his nose swayed slightly.
“Sir, you are Li Half-Saint of Qian Yuan Divine Sect?”
Wang Kui suddenly cupped his hands.
Fairy in the Painting Li Che was momentarily stunned and also cupped his hands.
“My son in Golden Light Prefecture and Qianyuan Taoist City, fortunately sir guided him, avoiding major troubles.”
Wang Kui said with a laugh.
“That rascal Tie Shancai is my brat. My wife and I wanted to visit sir another day but didn’t expect such a coincidental encounter.”
Li Che understood upon hearing this, a smile appeared on his face, exchanging pleasantries for a while.
“Sir, are you heading to Qintian Observatory?” Wang Kui asked.
“Noble Princess Consort Ji was brutally murdered… I’m responsible for the investigation, hence checking sir, if there’s any offense, I hope sir understands.”
Li Che and Hong Shifu were immediately shocked.
“Noble Princess Consort Ji was brutally murdered?” Hong Shifu inhaled deeply.
Wang Kui glanced at Hong Shifu, and then at the stunned Li Che, not saying much.
“You should be going to see Chief Supervisor, don’t delay the time, don’t keep the Chief Supervisor waiting…”
Wang Kui ordered the Golden Scale Forbidden Guards to let them pass.
Hong Shifu suppressed the shock in his heart and ordered the charioteer to drive forward.
Watched as the carriage disappeared into the rain curtain.
Wang Kui’s red-haired brow furrowed slightly.
“According to the time… when Noble Princess Consort Ji died, Li Che and Hong Shifu had just entered the Third City, under the inspection of the Third City’s Golden Scale Forbidden Guards before entering the city.”
“Not them…”
“But why…”
Wang Kui rubbed his lion-like mane of red hair, murmuring.
“Old Wang sensed a hint of ominousness.”
Boom——!!!!
Suddenly.
From the direction of the Fourth City, a terrifying burst of Buddha Light exploded!
As if a mournful Buddha was wailing!
Even separated by two city gates, the horror-laced grieving intent was extremely strong!
Wang Kui’s expression changed slightly.
He stepped down, and his whole body dashed towards the Fourth City.
…
…
Inside the Second City.
Peace Chaos Prince Mansion.
Ji Moli stood in the courtyard, letting the rain wash over him, soaking him completely.
Hissing hot air spread out from his body.
As if only cold rain could suppress the anger burning within him.
“Ji Yan… is dead!”
Ji Moli clenched his five fingers, terrifying qi-blood and divinity rolling within, as if a dreadful great evil was roaring in fury.
Intense to the extreme blood scent wafted out.
As if even the falling raindrops were dyed blood red!
Ji Moli immediately guessed who did it.
He was about to let Ji Yan go to the Imperial Palace Divine Palace, to ask the Emperor for an imperial decree, to bestow marriage for the Third Prince and betrothal to Li Nuanxi…
But Ji Yan died!
Too fast!
No!
It should be said… the Underworld was always monitoring Ji Yan!
Even the conversation between him and Ji Yan, the Underworld knew it clearly!
Careless!
This was Ji Moli’s first real confrontation with the Underworld, realizing why his son, Princess Consort, and disciples ended up dying miserably.