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Chapter 954: The Wasteful Prince vs. the First Female Official 1

Chunye Pavilion also has influence here, but it is far away from the capital and its sphere of influence is not as wide as that of the capital. There is only one person coming to pick up Lingyao, and the carriage is also the most rudimentary.

The person who came to pick up Lingyao was Yueyuan, with whom she had previously communicated through letters.

Yueyuan is a woman with a round face, but don’t be fooled by her round face, she is extremely cruel when she beats people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to become the head of this chaotic area in the northwest.

"Master, the things you instructed in the letter have been done. Now do you want to go back to the inn to rest or go and see the people?" Yueyuan reported to Lingyao with a serious face.

After hearing this, Lingyao didn't hesitate: "Let's go check on the people first."

So Yueyuan led Lingyao to the Chunye Pavilion's base here.

In the spacious backyard, two rows of secret guards in black stood in a row.

There are only sixteen people in total, all of whom are elites selected by Yueyuan from the subordinates of Chunye Pavilion, and these elites all have one thing in common.

These sixteen people can all detoxify and produce poisons.

Lingyao looked at the sixteen people and finally picked only six of them to go.

She didn't need so many people. The more people there were, the more conspicuous she would be, and it would be harder for her to sneak into Xiacheng.

After selecting the people, Lingyao did not stay for long. She left a stack of silver bills to Yueyuan as a reward and left with her people.

Now that they have reached the northwest, Lingyao has some time to rest. While leaning on the sedan chair and taking a nap, she listens to Shadow on the side telling Yueyuan about the things about Xiacheng that Yueyuan has collected in the past few days.

As Lingyao was listening, she opened her eyes which had been closed and interrupted.

"Are you saying that not only the military but also some refugees who fled Xiacheng have disappeared without a trace after entering?"

The shadow beside him nodded and said, "Yes, Pavilion Master. Xiacheng is vast and suitable for human habitation, so many refugees want to escape there. However, in the past two months, Xiacheng has been like an abyss. Anyone who goes there will fall into it completely, and not even a sound can be heard."

"No one came out of Xiacheng?"

Shadow thought for a long time and finally thought of something.

"That's not true, Pavilion Master. I heard that there is a group of Moon Clan members who attacked Xia City. The Moon Clan is the actual ruler of Xia City. Their Moon Clan Goddess will leave the city gate every full moon day. Some say it is for procurement, while others say it is for collecting herbs."

Lingyao tapped the wooden table in the car with her slender fingers: "When is the full moon this month?"

She had been riding all the way here and had forgotten what time it was.

The shadow next to him remembered it clearly and immediately stepped forward and replied, "In two days."

Lingyao nodded and gestured for them to rest at the inn closest to Xiacheng.

She herself took a box of snacks and went to the edge of Xiacheng's gate.

The city gates in other war-torn areas are heavily guarded and strictly defended.

The city of Xia did the opposite. There were only a few soldiers guarding the city gates. They didn't seem to be there to guard the city gates, but more like sentinels who were there to monitor who came to the city gates so that they could report the news.

Moreover, these sentinels were very sharp and looked towards Lingyao's hiding place several times, but Lingyao dodged them in the previous second.

After coming down from the tree, Lingyao opened the box of pastries and ate while complaining in her heart.

What crime has she committed?

Every day, she was either climbing trees or peeping, waiting to catch the God of Wealth so that she could give him a good beating.

After all, she was the one who taught him, so how could he fall into someone else's trap so easily?

At this time, Xuan Yanjing, who was "missed" by Lingyao, was locked up in an abandoned woodshed.

When he arrived at Xiacheng with his troops, he realized something was wrong when he saw the lax guards on the city walls. It was like they were using the empty city plan.

So he first sent a team of elite soldiers to disguise themselves and enter the city to investigate.

However, they didn't expect that there was no news from the team on the first day after they entered. A group of people organized by Xuan Yanjing launched a frontal attack, hoping to meet the Moon City Goddess, who is now in charge of Xia City.

Check it out directly first, and use courtesy before force.

The goddess of the Moon Clan also agreed to meet Xuan Yanjing, so Xuan Yanjing brought his people into the city.

Xuan Yanjing knew that the Moon Clan's goddess must be up to something, so he ordered all soldiers to wear armor and cover their faces with cloth before entering the city. These vanguards who never returned were most likely drugged or poisoned by the Moon Clan.

However, he never expected that the situation Xuan Yanjing had anticipated was too simple.

Xuan Yanjing and his men walked dozens of meters into Xiacheng, and suddenly a vermilion palace wall appeared at the end of the road.

The walls were built of rammed earth, yet they shone with the luster of jade. Tiny pieces of gold leaf were embedded in the cracks between the bricks, dazzling in the morning light. A plaque hung above the city gate, inscribed with the words "Xiacheng." The strokes were swirling with a dark blue mist, and upon closer inspection, one could see the movement of countless tiny insects.

"It's the 'Ink Line Gu'." Wu Dang, the deputy general sent by Helian Chang who was following Xuan Yanjing, said in a tense voice, "The legendary Gu poison that was lost in the Western Regions has actually reappeared..."

Xuan Yanjing's face darkened, and before he could give the order to defend himself, a scream rang out.

A young soldier looked at the city wall inlaid with gold foil, and with some curiosity, he reached out to touch the gold foil on the city gate.

As soon as his fingertips touched the brick surface, the blue-black mist suddenly exploded and turned into countless flying insects as big as fingernails, which drilled into his sleeves.

He screamed and fell to the ground, his body shrivelling up at a visible speed, his skin clinging to his bones like a crumpled piece of paper. A moment later, the flying insects swarmed out, leaving his body shrunk to a half-foot-long mummy, his eye sockets covered in gold-foil-like insect shells.

"Everyone on alert!"

Xuan Yanjing immediately gave orders, and the soldiers immediately took defense, drawing their swords to protect themselves.

The Moon Clan member leading the way looked at the human skin on the ground and laughed like a silver bell.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince of Xuanwu Nation, this is because your people were ignorant and touched something they shouldn't have touched. Don't make it look like we, the Moon Clan, used some tricks."

Even though she said so, Xuan Yanjing did not let down his guard, and was even more vigilant than before.

There is indeed something strange in Xia City.

The group continued walking forward.

Walking further in, Xiacheng, a famous rich place, does not look that rich from the inside.

The houses in the alley are basically made of adobe, but the doors and windows are carved with intricate twined patterns. If you look closely, you will find that human finger bones are embedded in the patterns.

This discovery made everyone in Xuan Yanjing feel cold to the core. What kind of evil place is this Xia City?

Just when Xuan Yanjing was planning whether to stop here and take the opportunity to withdraw.

A window suddenly opened, and inside sat a woman wearing a Han Dynasty skirt and a bun styled in the style of the Jian'an period.

When he turned around and saw Xuan Yanjing and his group, he smiled, but a scarlet tongue appeared from his mouth - the tongue was three feet long, with a forked tip, like the tongue of a poisonous snake.

"It's 'Painted Skin Gu'." Wu Dang pulled Xuan Yanjing back. Because his fellow warriors had been harmed by Gu poisons before, he was quite knowledgeable about these Western Region Gu poisons. "Gu practitioners remove the skins of the dead, fill them with Gu worms, and then mimic their appearance in life to lure the living."

These poisons have long been stored in the legendary secret book, and the Moon Clan in Xia City actually got hold of them. No wonder a small tribe like the Moon Clan dared to join the rebellion.

The "woman" floated out of the window, her skirt sweeping across the ground, leaving behind a trail of footprints emitting white smoke.

The Moon Clan member who led the way looked back and admired the fear and panic on the faces of this group of people, savoring it carefully before continuing to lead the way.

Fortunately, among this group of people was the prince of Xuanwu Kingdom whom the goddess wanted, otherwise these people would have been turned into food for the insects as soon as they entered the door.

Walking all the way to the center of Xiacheng, there is neither a bustling market nor luxurious buildings.

But an altar.

The altar was on a high platform in the center of the city. Twelve bronze pillars were wrapped with glowing chains, and countless translucent human figures were locked in the chain links, some of them were crying, and some were laughing.

Half of their bodies had been completely sucked dry by the insects, and the remaining half was beyond recognition.

But Xuan Yanjing saw several familiar faces among them - they were the elite soldiers of the team who were sent out a few days ago.

Xuan Yanjing clenched his fists, feeling as if someone had punched him hard in the heart.

Although there will be sacrifices in war, Xuan Yanjing still finds it hard to accept that his soldiers were killed as food for insects.

Isn't this because of his wrong decision?

In the center of the platform sat a woman in a white robe and long skirt, her face hidden in the hood, holding a bone staff in her hand, surrounded by the Moon Clan members who were also dressed in white.

This person should be the goddess of the Moon Clan.

"You lowly ants are here to deliver food again." The Moon Clan Goddess's voice sounded like countless insects crawling, making people's ears feel uncomfortable. "However, I heard that the Crown Prince of Xuanwu Kingdom is also here this time, so it would be nice to meet him."

After Yue Mei finished speaking, she knocked the bone staff in her hand.

The Yue tribe member who led Xuan Yanjing made a gesture to Xuan Yanjing, inviting him to come forward.

"Your Highness, please."

Xuan Yanjing stood there without moving;

"Since the Moon Clan Goddess has something to ask of me, why don't you come down in person?"