One more catty, one more attribute point-Chapter 592 - 483: Full of Dignity, Actions of the Descender; _2

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Ji Huaxi took care of these matters one by one.

At this time, the sun had set, but the room was lit up with several oil lamps.

The oil in these lamps, harvested from mermaids, not only burned for a long time but also gave off a very bright light.

"Have there been any recent discoveries regarding His Majesty?" Ji Huaxi asked a member of the Imperial Army clad in Golden Armor.

"Not at the moment," the Imperial Army replied, "Previously, we used Secret Technique to track the traces of Demon Descendants and set a trap, hoping to catch them unawares. But the enemy was cunning, and they saw through our setup; the plan did not succeed, and the clues we found earlier weren’t very rewarding. The current situation is not optimistic."

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"Hmm."

Ji Huaxi nodded slightly.

Although it was bad news, she had consistently paid attention to this matter.

Just then, she received a definite answer from the Imperial Army, and Ji Huaxi wasn’t surprised, even feeling a slight sense of relief. If she had ventured too deeply down this path and committed unforgivable errors, Ji Huaxi didn’t know how she would face Ji Xuance, her only sibling from the same mother—the only family she had in this world.

"Since that’s the case, continue keeping an eye on the situation. Thank you for your efforts." Ji Huaxi said.

"It’s no trouble." The elderly Imperial Army smiled, "Being able to do something within my power for Your Highness is also a way to repay the former emperor’s kindness."

He noticed a sudden change in Ji Huaxi’s expression, the old Imperial Army was surprised and involuntarily asked, "What happened?"

"Nothing..." Ji Huaxi’s gaze returned from the window.

Just now, it seemed like an alert had passed through her mind, gone in the blink of an eye. It was as if she had experienced a moment of daze; was she too tired these days? Ji Huaxi thought to herself, and with a wave of her hand, row upon row of officials and soldiers in the hall stood up, saluted uniformly, and then retreated like a tide.

The oil lamps silently burned, leaving only Ji Huaxi alone in the spacious hall.

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"Indeed, a tiger father does not sire a dog daughter; the daughter of Emperor Wu is also quite remarkable," Kulika remarked with a smile, "Just now, we leaked just a thread of energy, and she sensed it. Fortunately, we are quite far away, and your progress in the Void Path has improved; otherwise, it would have easily disrupted our plans."

In front of him was a pale young man.

Similar in height to Kulika, beneath the pale skin were purple veins.

Slim in build, with soft black hair hanging beside his cheeks, his pupils were pitch-black and deep like vortexes. Besides that, he had a sickly big mouth, when smiling, sharp teeth spread all the way to the roots of his ears. His ears too differed from a normal person, flaring back like those of a bat.

A monster.

This was the first impression Jialuo gave.

His personality, compared to his appearance, was even more vile.

Even among the Second Generation Descenders, who addressed each other as brothers and family, few could tolerate him.

Kulika was his only friend, and this relationship was not merely superficial. When Jialuo was imprisoned by the Great Clan Chief for past offenses, among the entire group of Second Generation Descenders, Kulika was the only one who thought and acted to get him out of prison.

"Being able to help you, makes me feel good," Jialuo said, his face revealing a smile although it looked ferocious, the expression still conveyed goodwill.

"We don’t have much time left from the Great Clan Chief, we must act quickly," Kulika said, "Emperor Wu has already died, and the throne has been succeeded by his only remaining son. We need to think of a way to control him first."

The two of them appeared just outside the Taihe Palace of the Imperial Palace, as if strolling leisurely.

Beside the bronze-casted doors stood two tall, stern-faced members of the Imperial Army.

Only a few steps apart, but while Kulika and Jialuo chatted casually, the battle-hardened Imperial Army soldiers seemed utterly oblivious, as if the four of them were in completely different dimensions of time and space.

This of course wasn’t real.

Galuo was adept with the Void Path, but accomplishing this was still not easy.

In reality, he simply used the authority of a Descender’s constraint to hypnotize two members of the Imperial Army, making them perceive Galuo and Kulika as if they didn’t exist.

This was Jialuo’s first visit to the Eastern Continent, and in this ancient country, his face was filled with childish curiosity.

At one point, he even stretched out his hand to gently pat the iron-faced visage of the Imperial Army, who stood still like a statue, making no reaction.

"Stop playing," Kulika urged.

Creak!

He pushed open the door in front of him.

A thought swept through, sequentially lighting the candles on the Coiled Dragon Pillar.

The flickering lights dispelled the darkness, filling the air with a musty smell. The Empire still existed, but Ji Xuance had not dealt with political affairs in this hall for a long time.

A pair of slightly blood-red pupils lit up at the end of the hall, "Who are you!?"

Seeing the two confidently approaching, Ji Xuance was filled with shock.

He completely failed to sense their auras; had he not seen them with his own eyes, it would seem as though they didn’t exist in his perception. Moreover, the two members of the Imperial Army outside showed no reaction, such peculiarity was unthinkable even for the skilled in concealment, the Destruction Power.

However, as the heir of this Dynasty, Ji Xuance also knew many secrets, and quickly realized, "Descenders!"

His expression turned stern as he stood up from his throne.

Behind him on the wall was a giant Brass Corona, radiating light.

Ji Xuance’s frame was larger than the two Descenders, and under the shadow cast by the light, their forms were completely enveloped. If viewed from the front, Ji Xuance’s face appeared dark, only his slightly reddish eyes visible, the rest of his features obscured, adding a suffocating pressure.

Yet, to Kulika and Jialuo, these were nothing but pointless, show-off maneuvers.

Jialuo even chuckled softly.

"We are here seeking a partnership with you. If everything goes smoothly, you can continue to be the Emperor of this Barbaric land, and we could even help you eliminate several major threats," Kulika spoke in a condescending and beneficient tone, with a smile on his face, toying with two bone-white carved spheres in his hand.

"And if I refuse?" Ji Xuance smirked too, his body emitting black smoke.

Snap!

Apparently, he had not anticipated his proposal would be rejected.

Kulika’s hand movement paused, and the two bone-white spheres shattered at the same time, emitting a crisp crack.

His smile retracted, and the dark golden light in his pupils gradually turned cold, like solidified brass, "It seems we have indeed not appeared on this continent for too long, such that ants like you have lost their reverence for the True Gods. Well then... it seems we must resort to harsher measures."

Crack!

Kulika shook his head, then strode forward.

Ji Xuance showed no fear; he descended the steps, his flesh swelling and contorting grotesquely, and even the ferocious howls of evil spirits could be heard from within.

At the same time, he flicked his left hand, sending an inconspicuous black light towards the brass statue of the Corona behind him. The Corona stored the Blood Pill bestowed by Ji Huaxi; activating its power would surely alert Ji Huaxi. However, this attempt failed as Jialuo reached out his hand, extinguishing that bit of energy in an instant.

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