Dream Picking Records

Chapter 406: Netherworld Blood Skull and Pan Donglin’s Plan

"There are countless ancient warriors with profound cultivation and imperial soldiers. They seem... too powerful." After seeing their fight, Wang Xiao was worried. He could feel that there was still a big gap between him and them.

Murong Hai patted Wang Xiao's shoulder and said soothingly, "Little... Senior Brother, don't worry too much. When that day comes, we'll be there to help and buy you some time."

Daoist Qin then analyzed, "The biggest enemy right now is the group of survivors. We don't know what methods they used, but we can be sure their numbers aren't large. Next up is the Imperial Weapon. Even if it can be restored, ordinary people or methods simply can't activate it. Just like your maximum strength is ten thousand pounds, it's unrealistic to expect you to wield a weapon weighing a hundred thousand pounds. If you operate it improperly, you'll hurt yourself before you hurt the enemy."

Wang Xiao said, "I've heard that weapons of that rank can only be activated by the original owner and his descendants through the power of their bloodline. Outsiders must obtain permission before they can use them. They went to great lengths to obtain the remains of the imperial weapon, so they certainly wouldn't have done it for nothing. It's possible they have a way to gain control, so we have to be on guard against it."

Taoist Master Pei said, "Junior brother, what you said makes sense. To be on the safe side, we should find another opportunity to sneak in and take a look."

"No, with what happened before, they will definitely set a trap and ambush us. It's too dangerous!"

Facing Wang Xiao's advice, Master Pei confidently said again: "It's okay. You saw the battle just now. Although they are strong, we are not vegetarians. As long as we want to leave, they can't stop us!"

"I've vaguely heard such affirmative words from you a few times."

Wang Xiao said this seriously, not in a teasing way. Daoist Master Pei blushed and turned to Daoist Master Qin for help.

Taoist Qin didn't know what to say, after all, he was also involved in the boast.

"Let's put this matter aside for now. Did you hear them discussing a plan while lurking? The content of the plan should be related to the demon race."

"Demon clan?" Taoist Qin shook his head after thinking carefully.

Wang Xiao explained, "A few days ago, when I was in Luankong City, I overheard the Northern Territory's Rebellion Suppression King and Netherworld Blood Skull secretly discussing a certain plan. The Rebellion Suppression King is Pan Donglin's man, and their plan will soon be launched. I believe there should be corresponding movements in the Imperial Master's Mansion."

Murong Hai said, "Now that you mention it, I actually remember something. Yesterday, I tried to sneak into the depths of the secret room and saw someone with a demonic aura. However, the person he was looking for wasn't Pan Donglin, but the Saint Pavilion Master, Xue Rong."

"It seems to be true."

"What do you mean, Junior Brother?" asked Taoist Qin.

"You may not know this, but the Saint Pavilion Master's surname is Xue, and so is the Netherworld Blood Skull clan. The Blood Skull clan member who was discussing this with the Rebellion Suppression King was very excited when he heard her name. Therefore, I speculate that Xue Rong is actually a member of the Netherworld Blood Skull clan, and a very high-ranking one. As the leader of the Eight Kings, the Netherworld Blood Skull clan is desperately trying to ascend to power and replace the last of the Four Emperors, Yama Luo Chigui."

Murong Hai said, "From what I understand, the majority of the demon race is dissatisfied with the human race. Fortunately, among the Four Emperors, Yama Luo Chigui and Qing Jinpeng oppose war, representing half of the total. If Nether Blood Skull were to ascend to power, the peaceful relationship between the demons and humans would be untenable, and war would be inevitable. A war between the two races would bring devastating suffering to the people. This turmoil would be the perfect opportunity for Pan Donglin to seize imperial power. His other preparations are merely icing on the cake."

Murong Hai's words hit the nail on the head. Wang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief. He looked towards the north, wondering how things were progressing in Yanliang and what kind of resistance he would encounter.

"My brothers and sisters have been working very hard to monitor the Pan family recently, but I still have a favor to ask of you."

"It's no big deal, just tell us. We are free anyway." Taoist Pei agreed.

"Xue Rong controls the assassin organization. I'm afraid they will attack some of my friends. I'd like to trouble you to help me take care of them secretly."

"What's your plan?" Taoist Qin was the first to react.

"It's not really a plan, let's just take it one step at a time."

After the few people parted ways, Wang Xiao sneaked into the palace and told Old Xia about the current situation. The next day he rushed to the Luankong Realm again.

Just as he worried, although the demon tribe to the north of the Chaos Realm seemed calm, there were actually turbulent waves inside.

In the ghost realm controlled by the Yama Red Ghost, the four clan leaders of the Nine-eyed Cicada, the Fearless Lion, the Azure Golden Peng and the Netherworld Blood Skull gathered together.

Luo Lan, the leader of the Nine-eyed Cang Chan clan, is a beautiful woman with graceful manners. She is wearing a light yellow long dress, holding a pipe, and her bright red lips slightly parted, breaking the silence at the scene.

"Patriarch Yan, you've been considering this for a long time. Isn't it time to give us an answer?"

"Humph, do you really want to disrupt this rare peace?"

Sitting in the main seat, a middle-aged man with long flowing hair glanced at everyone one by one. His red eyes and skin announced that he was Yan Lang, the current leader of Yanluo Chigui.

"Peace? For some, it's a lingering peace, but for us, it's humiliation!"

The man with flying blond hair spoke like thunder, his gaze darting towards Yan Long with disdain. This man was Jin Wanshan, the leader of the Fearless Lions, his muscles as muscular as a dragon's.

"Brother Jin, what you said is absolutely right." Xue Fen, the Netherworld Blood Skull clan leader and the father of Xue Mu, who had recently negotiated with the King of Rebellion, said, "The rules have long been established, and we must abide by them. Even if there are dissatisfactions, we will swallow them. However, times are different now. Yanluo Chigui is no longer the royal family that once stood at the top. So, according to the rules, the Four Emperors' positions will be occupied by those with ability..."

"shut up!"

Yan Lang interrupted him with a muffled groan, but Xue Fen just smiled contemptuously.

"Haha, I understand Brother Yan's reluctance to accept reality. After all, no one wants to accept such humiliation. But ask yourselves, are you still capable of bearing the name of the royal family?" Xue Fen glanced at the Red Ghost Clan leaders present and said, "Don't say I didn't warn you. Voluntarily giving up can save some face."

The current situation was exposed nakedly by Xue Fen. Yan Long remained silent, and none of the other senior executives said a word. The negotiation room fell silent again. After a long while, Yan Long finally spoke up to refute.

"Our clan is indeed no longer what it used to be. Although we are not as strong as the other three clans, we still have a strong foundation and cannot be bullied by you."

"Really? I heard that the noble's sacred object seems to be... lost? Could it have disappeared along with the prematurely deceased genius Yan Liang?"

"Nonsense!"

Someone objected on the spot, and Yan Lang turned around and examined the senior members standing behind him one by one.

Luo Lan and Jin Wanshan were horrified. From Yan Long's expression, they knew this was indeed the case. However, the loss of a clan's sacred artifact was a grave matter. How had Xue Fen learned of this? They suspected someone within the Yama Red Ghost sect had surrendered to him, otherwise such a secret would never be revealed to outsiders. Suddenly, they understood. No wonder Xue Fen had been so confident when he found them.