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Chapter 4
🕑 Added 2025-09-28 06:24:55 +0000 UTCChapter 4
Mo Xingyun emerged from the secret passage. Having survived the assassination, he felt as if he had been reborn. His breathing was smoother than before, and the internal energy in his dantian was more abundant.
He pondered the matter repeatedly. He didn't know who the assassins were, but since they were so familiar with his whereabouts, they must be connected to the Demonic Cult.
He decided to carry out the Demon Queen's order for the time being and go to intercept the people from the Immortal Palace.
As the only son of the Immortal Palace's Holy Consort, Ning Xuefei, and her former husband, Mo Xiupo, his identity was the greatest secret of the current master of the Immortal Palace: the Divine Emperor, Wei Wuyin. He could be called the Immortal Palace's most wanted fugitive, so he could not reveal his identity no matter what.
His very existence was a threat to the legitimacy of the Divine Emperor's position. After all, if not for the "Heavenly Star's Rebellion," he would have been the rightful heir to the Immortal Palace, and even a dual heir to the Immortal Sword Sect and the Immortal Palace.
If the world knew he was still alive, it was inevitable that the remnants of the Immortal Sword Sect and the opposition faction within the Immortal Palace would use him as a leader to rebel against the Immortal Palace.
Therefore, for so many years, Mo Xingyun had mostly hidden in the Evil Moon Cave Abode according to the instructions of the Old Ancestor Xie Mo and the Demon Queen. Even when he rarely came to the surface, he had to do his utmost to avoid revealing any clues.
This time, the Demon Queen actually sent him to assassinate people from the Immortal Palace. The more he thought about it, the more baffling it was. Was it a test for him? Or was there another hidden reason? Combined with the fact that he had encountered assassins as soon as he left the cave, Mo Xingyun felt even more confused and irritated.
"Don't overthink it. Focus on the present." A cool, clear voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
Mo Xingyun's heart jolted, and then a warm current surged through him. He knew it was Long Yue speaking to him through that "black strand of hair."
"Master?" he replied in his mind.
"Mm." Long Yue's voice carried a hint of weakness. "I sense your thoughts are in turmoil, but do not be impatient. The energy within you has awakened, but your state of mind still needs tempering."
"This disciple understands. But right now..."
"Right now, treat this as a trial. Observe, judge, and then... act." Long Yue's voice gradually faded away.
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