A farmer has a shrewish wife; he's busy making money every day.

Ye Qingxue sat at the tea table, looked at the jade bracelet in her hand, and then helplessly lowered it.

What happened? Wasn't it said that finding the root cause would reveal the changes in the bracelet?

She's already met with Qu Busan, so why is there still no sign of the bracelet?

Could it be that Qu Busan isn't the one who "regrets"?

No.

Ye Qingxue immediately denied this conjecture. Judging from the current situation, the person in this world who is Qu Busan must be the one who regretted seeking out Master Duyuan to establish a "karmic connection".

She just doesn't know how to use the bracelet right now.

She had just tried everything, but couldn't get out of the room. Qu Busan wanted to keep her trapped here until Qu Cheng woke up, to make sure her spiritual herbs were useful.

Judging from his expression just now, Ye Qingxue wondered if he would take her words to heart and go to the Martial Emperor for confirmation.

They might even be provoked into doing something extreme that could harm more ordinary people.

She had to stop him before he did something he would regret for the rest of his life.

But now she's locked up here, with no one to turn to for help, and there's no way she'll ever see Qu Busan again.

Now, all we can do is wait for Qu Cheng to be rescued and see what reward Mission Six can offer her.

—

Inside the Golden Pagoda, Qu Busan felt somewhat uneasy.

Ever since Ye Qingxue said those words to him, he has felt unwell all over, his head often aches, and he sees some very tragic scenes.

That was the scene of the cultivation world being slaughtered by the ghost race.

He wasn't sure if it was a dream, because the scene felt so real.

It could also be a hallucination caused by listening to Ye Qingxue's words.

Regardless of what he said, the little girl's words still affected him. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, he simply couldn't bear the consequences of the demon race's true arrival.

"Tsk." Qu Busan, his face tense, suddenly stood up. "Someone, bring the glass inkstone!"

—

Inside the small house, Ye Qingxue lay fully clothed on the bed, her hands folded over her lower abdomen, staring at the canopy above the bed.

It has been about half a month since I was locked up here, and there is still no news from the outside world.

Although the room was quite large, the bed was soft, the bathtub was filled with hot water regularly, and the food was delicious, she didn't feel any enjoyment at all.

The outside world is about to descend into chaos, how could she possibly still be enjoying this peaceful life?

While lying down, Ye Qingxue kept thinking and analyzing the current situation.

The Emperor Wu's plan is roughly known. Although he did a flawless job of framing the minister, the minister was saved. At that time, they will gradually find clues to his trickery and expose his evil deeds.

However... it's not certain that the blame will fall on Emperor Wu. He's meticulous in his actions, and he might find someone else to take the fall.

Even if people find out that it was Emperor Wu who did it, so what? He is the emperor, he made the laws, and he controls the Imperial Guards. Who can convict him?

Moreover, they had no way of explaining to the public what reasons Empress Wu had for doing such a thing.

Is he a cultivator? Is he a member of the ghost race?

This would only cause panic among the masses, since most people in the world are unaware of the existence of the cultivation world, and Ye Qingxue did not want them to know.

Just like with Yunge, she could have stopped it by informing the other sects in the cultivation world of Yunge's intentions, but she didn't.

She genuinely didn't want the cultivation world to get too involved.

The cultivation world is a mixed bag, and not everyone is benevolent. If someone harbors the same motives as the Cloud Pavilion, and factions are formed, causing chaos, it will ultimately be the human world that suffers.

Therefore, the best-case scenario is that Yun Ge stands on their side, preventing the Martial Emperor from using his spiritual power too arrogantly. Yun Ge then forms a standoff with the Ghost Clan, which is not yet fully powerful, and in the end, it all evolves into a normal dynastic change.

That's what Ye Qingxue thinks, and she's working towards that goal.

Unfortunately, we haven't even been able to take the first step yet.

How could Yunge stand on their side?

Even if they knew that the Martial Emperor was a member of the Ghost Clan, they had not yet fully developed. Qu Busan could simply eliminate the Ghost Clan, suppress them again, and then find new ways to control the human realm.

After all, the attitude of Qu Busan, the master of Yunge Pavilion, was clear: he looked down on the human realm and wanted to manage it.

If you can't change this mindset, then nothing you do will help.

"Ugh."

Ye Qingxue rolled over on the bed, picked up a sash from the side, and smelled it.

She had taken it from Lu Chuci's waist before leaving; it carried his scent and could give her a little strength.

She was really tired.

The feeling of only being able to think about it but not being able to do it, and not knowing how to do it, is really unbearable.

Although she felt that the space would help her find a solution, she was also very anxious waiting here idly.

Logically speaking, Qu Cheng should have recovered in the next few days. Lu Chuci recovered in about the same amount of time last time, except that Qu Cheng's condition was a bit more serious.

Ye Qingxue pressed her forehead against the back of her hand and sighed deeply.

I wonder how Lu Chuci is doing, and if anything has happened to her.

—

A major event has indeed occurred in Beijing recently.

The Empress Wu was assassinated.

Lu Chuci learned the whole story from someone who had infiltrated the Shadow Pavilion in the palace.

The “entire process” was actually very short. Just three days ago, a loud noise suddenly came from the Hall of Mental Cultivation. When the Imperial Guards arrived, a dark figure was flying out of the hall at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye.

Upon entering the room, they found that the Empress had been stabbed in the chest and was bleeding profusely, and had already fallen into a coma.

However, the culprit disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the Imperial Guards searched for days inside and outside the palace but could not find him.

Even the Golden Core expert beside the Martial Emperor did not detect any trace of that person.

This case has caused widespread panic within the palace, with everyone fearing they might be next.

After hearing these few words of information, Lu Chuci noticed something and raised an eyebrow.

A knife wound to the chest?

Could it be that the assassin's target was the Empress's heart's blood?

Could it have been his wife who made it? Lu Chuci wondered uncertainly.

After thinking for a long time without coming up with a solution, and even starting to miss his wife again, Lu Chuci had no choice but to put his mind at ease and continue doing what he needed to do.

—

Golden Pagoda.

Qu Busan held a glass inkstone in his hands, dab the blood from the tip of his knife onto the inkstone, his lowered eyes filled with indifference.

But if you look closely, you can still see the unease in his heart from his trembling eyelashes.

drop.

The glass inkstone emitted a soft sound, indicating that the testing had begun.

The testing was very fast; in no time, the glass inkstone began to shine.

The light grew larger and larger, reflecting in Qu Busan's eyes and transforming into a thick, lingering mist.

The Martial Emperor... is indeed a member of the Ghost Clan.