The Blade-Wielding Legend-Chapter 1395 - 720: The Aftermath of the Grand Ceremony

"Reporting to the Dharma Master, there's no news."

Hearing the stiff official language from the shadows, the short street kid quickly responded in kind.

Seemingly afraid of the other's anger, he hurriedly added, "A few days ago, the 'Pantao Conference' was annihilated, followed by the death of the Immortal Kong Hui, the Yan Prince's Chief Steward was silenced, and even Luo Gongseng was beheaded at the Meridian Gate yesterday… All the lines Zhao Qingxu had in the Capital have been severed!"

"The situation in the city is chaotic, I am powerless and really can't investigate further..."

Smack!

Before he finished speaking, Inoue's head was suddenly struck to the side.

As if he had received an invisible heavy slap, a clear handprint appeared on his face.

Strangely, the handprint clearly had six fingers, and with its appearance, frost instantly formed on his skin.

Inoue only felt his head buzzing, stars dancing in front of his eyes, a sweetness in his throat, and he couldn't help but "wah" out a mouthful of bloody froth. Yet, he dared not delay, enduring severe pain, he knocked his head on the ground with a "bang bang," not daring to utter another word of excuse.

Footsteps were heard from the darkness, coming closer.

A figure slowly stepped out.

The newcomer appeared to be in their thirties or forties, with a lean figure, and features that were sharp and defined yet exuded a sinister air. Most striking was his half-face, seemingly severely burned by a fire, covered with hideous scars.

At his waist, he carried two peculiar Wodao:

One with a delicately ornate scabbard, inlaid with silver lotus patterns.

The other was rusty, exuding an ancient, time-worn aura, tightly wrapped in blood-stained rune white cloth, further bound with dense grass ropes, clearly a powerful seal.

"Inoue…"

The newcomer's voice was icy, his gaze as sharp as a knife on Inoue's body, "I've heard that you are from Kakashi, chosen for your cunning to infiltrate the Divine State. It seems that over the years, this sharp blade of yours has been dulled by the Capital's splendor... Or has your backbone softened in this gentle land?"

"Forgive me, my lord!"

The short street kid was trembling all over, fear made it impossible for him to say more.

Just as the newcomer said, he was a spy from Japan, sneakily entering the Capital with a merchant team, spending years changing identities, speaking and acting no differently from the locals, and even taking a wife.

Once some things change, they are hard to revert.

He usually disguised himself as a street kid, selling his words, habitually shirking responsibility but forgetting the identity of the person before him.

The person before him was called "Yu Yiyuan Shi Gu."

Although the name was strange, the status was not low, being an Onmyoji of the Anbei family line, a generation of the Mystical Sect, and a core member of Japan's "Hundred Demons Seat."

It was rumored that he was offered as a sacrifice to the Evil God "Yu Yiyuan" in his youth, his body and soul corroded by freezing rain and frost, his right half frozen and deformed, with a six-fingered ice claw for a right hand, mastering the dark secret technique of child spirit manipulation "Frost Descent Child."

The ancient sword "Moon Coffin" at his waist seals the terrifying demon soul of Yu Yiyuan.

Moreover, he was a renowned swordsman in Japan.

Such a person, he wasn't even worthy to kneel and lick his toes.

Yu Yiyuan Shi Gu coldly snorted, the fierceness in his eyes slightly subdued.

With the line to Zhao Qingxu severed, many matters indeed relied on this spy who had been rooted in the Capital for years.

Thinking of this, the severity on his face eased slightly, he stepped forward to support with a false gesture, and said in a deep, cold voice, "You've worked hard. That slap... was to remind you not to forget who you belong to. Get up."

"Th... thank you, my lord! Inoue... will never forget his identity!"

The spy felt as if granted amnesty, yet still did not dare to straighten up, trembling as he kept his head against the cold ground.

Yu Yiyuan Shi Gu's sharp gaze swept across everyone, his voice lowered: "Zhao Qingxu, Zhao Changsheng… humph, these demon people of the Divine State are indeed unreliable! The prince predicted long ago, that if they want to disrupt the Divine State, that's their business, we will just watch from the sidelines."

"This time I've come here, my original intent was merely to investigate the true condition of the Divine State for the prince, to see what their so-called 'chaos' looks like, and incidentally to check on the war situation on the Korea Peninsula, and the Great Xuan's attitude…"

He paused, a cruel and greedy smile at the corners of his mouth, "Enough, since Zhao Qingxu's side is a dead end game, no point in entangling further. Our target… now has only one!"

"The method of creating 'Divine Artifacts' in Qiankun Academy!"

The spy, hearing this, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly responded: "My lord, this… there's an opportunity!"

"Oh?" Yu Yiyuan Shi Gu raised an eyebrow.

Inoue quickly explained: "Judging by the Great Xuan Court's direction, this 'Divine Artifact' is certainly not something hidden in a deep palace, there's a huge push to roll it out! Right now, all the major Chambers of Commerce and factions in the Divine State are doing everything they can to squeeze into the Academy, offering silver and sending disciples, just to get a piece of the pie and peep at the divine design!"

"Even delegations from Wala and the South Seas..."

He emphasized, "are secretly spending money like crazy, bribing connections, trying to get these designs back!"

"We just need to keep an eye on these people, once they actually get the drawings..."

Inoue's eyes turned fierce as he made a clean and decisive hand gesture of a blade.

"Good!"

For the first time, a hint of satisfaction appeared on Yu Yiyuan Shi Gu's face, a gleam flashing in his eyes, "Go do it."

The spy received the order, no longer daring to linger, bowed low, and almost retreated backward into the darkness of the path he came.

Soon, the cave returned to silence once again.

"Dharma Master."

A bearded swordsman cupped his fists, "He's lived in the Capital for years, might not be trustworthy."

"No matter."

Yu Yiyuan Shi Gu replied calmly, "I've already placed a Divine Spell on him earlier, ready to kill at any time."

While speaking, he looked towards the top of the cave, unable to help sighing, "The Divine State truly is blessed with treasures, the entire Capital is enveloped in an Array, we dare not use spells lightly, or we'd have no escape."