Becoming the Villainess: I Dominate the Cultivation Realm with My Wok!-Chapter 425
The people from the Immortal Supervision Bureau have already controlled the Imperial Palace. The bureau’s power is not to be underestimated. Before them, the mortal world’s emperor seems to differ little from an ant.
And the remaining Hidden Guards, Imperial Guards, etc., within the palace are nothing more than a few hopping grasshoppers in the eyes of the bureau’s people.
After the Immortal Supervision Bureau took control of the palace, Cen Lizhui no longer had to sneak around. Now, within the palace, everyone feels endangered. The most numerous, the eunuchs and palace maids, gather their gold and silver treasures, fleeing and hiding everywhere. For a moment, it resembles the chaos from when the previous dynasty’s palace was destroyed.
However, they dare not act as frantically as during the dynasty’s fall. The bureau’s people are like elusive specters, allowing people to escape but swiftly dispatching anyone showing signs of looting or violence. The speed is such that often, the wounds don’t even react; only a few seconds after a person collapses does blood suddenly gush from the wound like water from a broken faucet.
Previously, the Eastern Palace was the most chaotic, but now it is much quieter. It seems that as long as the emperor’s condition is not good, the Crown Prince’s situation eases considerably.
This further confirms their previous suspicion: the emperor must have used some Forbidden Technique to shift the Crown Prince’s fate, including his life, onto himself, allowing him to survive for a while longer.
Cen Lizhui is not concerned with these matters now; he is focused on finding Chen Muxue. He sends out one Thousand Paper Crane after another, but the cranes seem like headless flies, unable to trace Chen Muxue’s movements within the palace.
"Perhaps you’re using the wrong clues." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
Chu Wuyi’s voice suddenly emerged, startling Cen Lizhui. Fortunately, Cen Lizhui had cultivated some good habits from the Immortal Sect, and despite being frightened, he merely had a fleeting tremor in his pupils, his body remaining largely unaffected.
After recovering, he looked calmly at Chu Wuyi: "Why are you still here?"
They were currently in the Cold Palace, within the room where Chen Muxue last stayed before disappearing. Cen Lizhui had searched several times and had lost count of how many times he’d returned to this room.
"I’ve been following you all along. You’re here, so I’m also here. Isn’t it quite normal?" Chu Wuyi’s eyes showed slight confusion, but he was not overly concerned with Cen Lizhui’s reaction, focusing instead on the Thousand Paper Crane in his hand.
Having witnessed the crane’s effectiveness many times, he rarely heard of such an omnipotent talisman crane before; it must be a Secret Skill from the Immortal Sect.
Chu Wuyi stretched out his hand, revealing his tightly clenched palm to Cen Lizhui: "Try using this as a clue for the Thousand Paper Crane’s pursuit."
"What is this?" Cen Lizhui looked at the small cloth fragment in Chu Wuyi’s hand, which seemed originally white but turned black around the edges, as if seared by an unknown intense heat.
Unlike ordinary scorching, where the middle part should turn a charred yellow, this cloth was different. Its edges were clean and intact, clearly cut by a sharp blade. The white center wasn’t affected by the blackened borders.
"This is a piece of cloth accidentally torn from Yu Yan during the fight with Chen Muxue," Chu Wuyi explained directly, "At that time, Chen Muxue’s... Spiritual Power... had already manifested directly onto tangible objects amidst her attacks."
The surrounding black mist didn’t appear out of nowhere; it was her Spiritual Power, concentrated enough for people to no longer ignore, solidifying into reality around Chen Muxue.
