501: Chapter 66 Meeting_2 501: Chapter 66 Meeting_2 Deng Baiyi let out a self-deprecating chuckle.
Her expression at the moment was somewhat vacant and lonely: “Although we have experienced life and death together, I have never seen him fall into danger.
Perhaps that is why I do not stop him.
I always feel that Xie Zhen is a man who can do anything.
Whatever he wants to do, he can surely accomplish, and whoever he wants to kill, he can definitely kill.”
“Does such a person really exist in this world?”
Upon hearing this, Mi Yun fell into deep thought.
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…
River fog was dense, and the middle section of the Qu River was turbulent.
Several wooden boats, propelled by the Primordial Stone Array Patterns, sped through the river like flying swords, leaving sparks of light on the water’s surface.
Yuan Jimo stood at the bow of the wooden boat, hands clasped behind his back, his black armor covered by a cloak.
Despite the breeze, the cloak was enshrouded in Primordial Power and remained motionless, draping down to the ground.
He stood as straight as a spear, while the other spies from the Imperial City Department were on full alert, gripping their weapons, focusing intently on the fog that shattered continuously.
Suddenly.
Yuan Jimo raised his hand.
The boat slowed down, and as the thick fog enveloped the area, he did not use Primordial Power to clear it but stood calmly in the fog, silently waiting for the visitor.
Soon.
A small boat approached steadily from across the river.
Compared to the special Primordial Stone wooden boats of the Imperial City Department, this small boat was too rudimentary, it could even be called a “raft”.
There were more convenient water travel treasures on the Purple Green Treasure Ship, and Qian San had intended to offer one, but Xie Xuanyi politely declined…
He knew well what was going to happen next; even the best treasures would be destroyed in the upcoming battle.
The most ordinary raft.
It was most suited for this trip.
On the raft stood a figure in black robes.
Xie Xuanyi, hands clasped behind his back, stood on the raft.
The river current was strong, the raft rocked, and his figure swayed with it.
All Primordial Energy was fully retracted.
Not dispelling the fog, not shielding from the waves.
At this moment, he was like the most ordinary, most average young man.
However, no one from the Imperial City Department saw him that way.
The young man before them was the new “Sword Dao Leader” who stood atop the heads of all geniuses of the great world.
Xie Zhen was only at the Cave Heaven Realm.
But what of it?!
The Buddha’s son of the Cave Heaven Realm in Fan Yin Temple had slain a Yin God Venerable in the South Border…
They had no doubt that the young man before them could do the same.
“Xie Zhen!”
“…Xie Zhen has come!”
Whispers rose.
All the spies accompanying Yuan Jimo entered a state of readiness for battle, crossbows were loaded, blades were unsheathed, with a biting cold gleam.
Coincidentally, the surging river waves and the strong wind began to disperse at this moment.
This meeting.
Was calmer than anyone from the Imperial City Department had imagined.
Cold sweat seeped from Que Qi’s forehead.
Without the leading officer’s order, no one dared to make a move.
But was such a “meeting” really normal?
Didn’t the leading officer intend to kill Xie Zhen with the might of thunder?
Why, at this moment of meeting, did both parties seem relaxed and composed, as if they were old friends about to start chatting in the next moment?
“Venerable Yuan.”
Xie Xuanyi was the first to speak.
He smiled and said, “What a coincidence…
We meet again.”
“Indeed, quite the coincidence.”
Yuan Jimo also wore a smile on his face: “Little Xie Mountain Master, shouldn’t you be escorting the delegation back now?
How come you are alone on the Qu River?
I have heard that there are Evil Cultivators lurking around this area, which is extremely unrestful…
Is this information true?
I hope Little Xie Mountain Master has not been disturbed, have you?”
“Oh, is that so?”
Xie Xuanyi chuckled: “It seems that I am quite lucky.
I didn’t encounter any Evil Spirits, but instead, I run into the Imperial City Department.”
To others, the delegation’s departure was a secret.
But for Yuan Jimo, he had dispatched spies to personally inspect and scout every mile the delegation traveled after they left the Imperial City; he knew it by heart more than anyone else.
“I led my people here to check on the situation.”
“After all, inside the territory of Da Chu…
How can we allow Evil Spirits to run rampant?”
Yuan Jimo looked towards the direction where the Purple Green Treasure Ship was traveling and spoke with a deep and earnest tone, seriously instructing: “Que Qi, I will have a casual talk with Little Xie Mountain Master.
You take the brothers to check thoroughly…
And all those Evil Spirits and monsters that should be killed, pull them all out and leave none behind.”
“…Yes.”
Special Enforcement Officer Que Qi was somewhat surprised.
The leading officer actually wanted to be alone with Xie Zhen?
He did not say much but silently accepted the order…
Que Qi smiled bitterly in his heart.
This inexplicable thought that suddenly appeared was truly unreasonable.
Xie Zhen was merely a cultivator at the Cave Heaven Realm.
The honorable chief, who usually kept a low profile, had long since reached the Late Stage of the Yin God, so why did he feel Xie Zhen was even more “dangerous” when they were alone?
The small boat of the Imperial City Department moved forward with extreme caution.
Que Qi, leading the spies, skirted around the raft where Xie Zhen was…
He knew what the chief intended.
If murder was the plan.
It had to be thorough.
The chief would be responsible for eliminating Xie Zhen, while he and the rest of the spies would deal with the miscellaneous people on the Purple Green Treasure Ship…
With Jun Mountain and Miao Zhen’s skills being immense, they would not be able to salvage the situation at this moment.
As long as the Purple Green Treasure Ship was burnt down and the details handled properly,
This “accident” could ultimately be shifted onto the heads of the Southern Border Evil Cultivators.
If the Taoist sects and Fan Yin Temple wished to settle scores, they could be conveniently included in the “exorcising demons” plan.
After the small boat left, the river wind stirred up ripples, and the fog closed back in.
In this world,
Only two remained.
“You actually didn’t make a move to stop them…”
Yuan Jimo smiled and looked at the young man before him: “You must know that they are off to commit murder, right?”
Xie Xuanyi said indifferently, “The Purple Green Treasure Ship is very fast.”
“So?”
Yuan Jimo raised his eyebrows: “Do you think they can’t catch up with the Treasure Ship?”
“They are not important.”
Xie Xuanyi shook his head and said, “You must know that there is a shopkeeper from Fangyuan Square on the ship.
You must also be able to guess that this Fangyuan Square shopkeeper is not weak, and with just Que Qi and his men, their attempt to intercept the Purple Green Treasure Ship is bound to fail.”
Yuan Jimo fell silent.
“In your plan…
they are all pawns destined to be sacrificed.”
Xie Xuanyi looked straight into the man’s eyes: “The person responsible for carrying out the interception plan is only one.
It’s not the Red Immortal, not Xiao You, and even less one of your Special Enforcement Officers…
You don’t trust others, you only trust yourself.
After the death of Que Qi and his men, the Imperial City Department will have a legitimate reason to clear out the ‘evil spirits.’ The person who will board the ship in the end, kill everyone, and handle the scene, is you.”
“Whoosh—”
As the words ended, the river wind picked up and the ripples grew larger.
The cloak hanging in the fog was fluttered by the wind, dancing along with the waves.
Clap.
Clap.
Clap.
Faint applause came from the direction of the small boat.
“Interesting.”
“Really interesting.”
Yuan Jimo clapped his hands lightly, looking at the young man before him with appreciation and pity: “Xie Zhen…
I never believed in the word ‘intimate friends’ before, because no one in this world has ever been able to see through my thoughts, but you are an exception.
If you were born in the Imperial City, perhaps we could have been friends.”
“Friends?”
Xie Xuanyi heard the most absurd joke in the world, he shook his head, and said coldly, “You’re not worthy.”
Yuan Jimo narrowed his eyes.
Xie Xuanyi, with disdain and indifference, said word by word, “The only reason I understand you is simply because I’ve seen too many despicable and selfish people…
Yuan Jimo, in terms of being despicable, you are one of the most outstanding.”
“Thank you for the undeserving praise, I like that assessment.”
The man in the black armor on the small boat laughed at himself, then accepted it openly without a hint of annoyance.
Yuan Jimo looked up at the colorful clouds flowing on the horizon, expressing his feelings: “Despicability is the least understood virtue in this world.
If you were willing to be like me, then you would live much more comfortably.”
In this assassination today, no one but him saw the whole picture.
Everyone was just a pawn of his.
Not even one of the Yin Mountain Three Saints, “Red Immortal,” was an exception.
“Huh…”
“You’re correct, there is only one executor of this plan, and that is me.”
“After I kill you, Que Qi and those people should be dead as well.”
Yuan Jimo took a deep breath, savored the moment, and exhaled slowly.
He enjoyed the process.
He spoke slowly, with deliberation: “The Fangyuan Square ‘Dark Child’ arranged by Chen Jingxuan will lose their life for the killing of the spies of the Imperial City Department…
In the end, this Purple Green Treasure Ship will sink to the bottom of Qu River, everyone will die.
If the Taoist sects and Fan Yin Temple become furious, then they should settle the account with the Southern Border Evil Cultivators.”