The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 348 - 309: Bowing Like an Ox

"Damn it, don’t mess around!"

Chu Huaixu’s heart sank.

This is also not a good result.

He would even prefer Old Niu to just give him away.

The Ancestor Emperor sensed that Chu Huaixu’s spirit was no longer as stable as before.

He immediately instructed Qin Xuexiao to continue with the actions.

"To think, Mu Bingjiu, you chose the second path."

"However, to me, the outcome is the same."

...

...

On the high platform, Qin Xuexiao was furious.

On his young face, which showed hints of authority, appeared a trace of anger.

He looked down to meet Mu Bingjiu’s eyes.

After all, even if he’s heavily influenced by the Emperor’s Divine Thought, at his core, he’s still a young man.

Now, in front of everyone, this Court hound remained silent, and as a member of the Royal Family, how could he not feel ashamed?

The Old State Preceptor Ming Xuanji stood by with hands hanging down, those hollow eyes always facing forward.

As if everything happening around had nothing to do with him.

However, at this moment, he couldn’t help but lift his head and "look" towards the clouds above.

"Even he has come?" thought Ming Xuanji.

Which made the Old State Preceptor even more convinced that it was a dead end.

Only to hear Qin Xuexiao speak solemnly: "Mu Bingjiu, tell Elder Nangong and Elder Chu, who is Huo Dingyi!"

The response to him was still silence.

And below the high platform, the people from East Continent Mirror Country couldn’t hold back their indignation.

No one knew who first shouted "who is it", but it immediately incited the crowd’s anger, voices rising and falling.

"What do you have to fear saying it!"

"Who exactly is it!"

"Heir of Prince Rui, announce the name of this spy!" people from Mirror Country shouted.

It made Qin Xuexiao’s eyes flash with a hint of surprise, and he couldn’t help looking below the high platform with interest.

Indeed, in a large forest, all kinds of birds exist.

Once there are too many people, the situation becomes hard to control.

This is why true strategists would never make their plans too convoluted, because the so-called chain of links is the hardest to achieve. The more links there are, the more people involved, the more unexpected events occur.

Chain by chain, that is only a plot device in novels to highlight Unparalleled Wisdom.

Qin Xuexiao looked down at him, his tone changing again.

"Mu Bingjiu, as the Crown Prince representing the Celestial Family, I ask you one last time, who is Huo Dingyi?"

"Or, let me put it another way..."

"Who is Chu Huaixu?"

The moment the last five words were spoken, the entire arena was in an uproar.

Discussion erupted instantly, impossible to quell.

The hotheaded Chu Yinyin instinctively slammed the table, and the old maiden stood up, reprimanding loudly:

"What bullshit is this!"

In the Daoist Sect’s ranks, Han Shuangjiang and Xu Ziqing both instinctively stood up.

There were simply too many people present, causing the scene to become somewhat uncontrollable in an instant.

Chu Huaixu?

Did he say Chu Huaixu?

And at this moment, from within the clouds high above the sky, a tremendous pressure suddenly descended.

The pressure instantly rendered everyone present speechless, some even found it hard to breathe.

Even the powerful cultivators on the high platform were more or less affected.

In Situ Cheng and others’ minds, a person instantly came to mind.

"Such power... is that the National Guardian of Moon Country?"

An existence of Ninth Realm Fifth Heaven.

Among those present, only Qin Xuexiao, Ming Xuanji, Lin Zixuan, and Mu Bingjiu were not under the suppression of the pressure.

"Mu Bingjiu, don’t forget your identity!" Qin Xuexiao spoke again.

Mu Bingjiu knelt on the ground, earlier Qin Xuexiao had told him to lift his head.

At this moment, he slowly lowered his head, prostrating to the ground.

For some reason, Niu Yuanshan remembered that day.

That day, Chu Huaixu said to him, Steward Niu, I’m not asking you to spare me, I’m asking you to spare yourself.

He sighed slightly in his heart.

If he could let go, he would have done so years ago.

He couldn’t let go of himself.

But perhaps, I can let you go.

Just like that time he went down the mountain for a mission and was saved by Chu Huaixu.

Being burdened with shackles is a common state for many people in life.

A bird in a cage envies Guan Yu but cannot become Zhang Fei.

One lives in this world, even as Eight Precepts, it’s hard to achieve Wukong.

He might know everything, but his life experiences prevent him from taking this step.

He was old, so old that he had become accustomed to it.

If it weren’t for the organization, he would have frozen to death on that snowy night long ago.

But the one he always regarded as a nephew, Huo Dingyi... no, it’s Chu Huaixu, he’s still young.

Direct disciple of Daoist Sect, Profound Yellow Leader...

Highly regarded by his teachers, with great peer esteem, and brothers and partners by his side...

"Let him live this different life." thought Old Niu that day.

At this moment, this Daoist Sect’s Ox knelt with bowed head.

Facing Qin Xuexiao’s question of "Who is Chu Huaixu", Niu Yuanshan’s reply was:

"Chu Huaixu is Chu Huaixu."

"I have already sent a message, Huo Dingyi is dead, does the Young Master not know?"

Upon these words, the scene was in uproar once more, but the pressure held them down, and they couldn’t make much noise.

Qin Xuexiao stood on the high platform, looking veritably like a clown.

And everything that happened today felt like a grand farce.

In such a crowd, there are bound to be some conspiracy theorists who have now planted a seed of doubt in their hearts about Chu Huaixu’s true identity.

But even more people just felt everything had happened inexplicably.

What is this?