#689 - Chapter 689: Fake Lord Ling

"Does your impatience excuse your insolence? Get out of my way!"

Du's expression was solemn, devoid of his usual nonchalance.

As he roared at the Spirit Guard, his aura surged, overwhelmingly imposing.

This caused Mu Qianyuan, standing behind him, to feel a surge of emotion, almost to the point of tears.

His simple-minded Ancestor Du had finally grown up.

Oh, no, he had matured.

"But…"

Having been unexpectedly roared at by Du, the Spirit Guard was somewhat flustered, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

Du and Mu Qianyuan both noticed this detail.

The feeling of unease grew stronger, permeating the air.

"Are you still not going to move!"

Du's voice was deep and cold, yet carried a mixed resonance, echoing in the air.

Du's eyes were veiled with a layer of iciness.

The Spirit Guard's eyes inadvertently met those chilling orbs, and he couldn't help but shudder.

While the Spirit Guard was still stunned, Du had already strode forward, directly entering the Zixia Palace.

By the time the Spirit Guard reacted, Du and Mu Qianyuan had already barged into the Zixia Pavilion.

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A deathly silence.

The hall was empty.

It took a full incense stick's worth of time before Du and Mu Qianyuan regained their senses.

Mu Qianyuan spoke first: "Where is everyone? Didn't you say Lord Ling was in seclusion?"

The Spirit Guard, seemingly not expecting the Zixia Palace to be empty, nervously shrunk his neck and said.

"Lord Ling is probably inside…"

"Oh? Inside?"

Du said with amusement.

There wasn't even a trace of aura here.

They were still trying to fool them like idiots.

Just then, the entire Zixia Pavilion trembled.

The sudden tremor caused everyone present to become tense.

The Spirit Guard smugly said: "Lord Ling is in seclusion inside. You didn't report your arrival. Have you considered the consequences?"

Du and Mu Qianyuan stared ahead with grim faces, holding their breath and focusing their attention.

Their intuition told them that something must have gone wrong here.

Mu Qianyuan said with a bit of fear, goosebumps rising all over his body as he listened.

Du pursed his lips, saying nothing, gazing thoughtfully into the hall.

"Splash!"

As if a layer of water curtain rushed out, heading straight for the crowd.

Before anyone could dodge, their faces were splashed with a layer of mist.

"Damn…"

Accompanied by a foul stench, many Spirit Guards cursed.

After a moment, the stench dissipated, and a refreshing floral fragrance wafted over.

Inside the hall, which had been empty just moments before, a figure slowly appeared.

Although the figure was shrouded in mist, obscuring their features, everyone could still discern the graceful figure of a woman from her movements.

"Who are you looking for?"

The floral fragrance grew stronger, and a majestic voice echoed in the hall.

It was Ling!

Upon hearing this voice, the figures in the hall, whether sitting, lying, squatting, or standing, all hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Without waiting for Ling to speak again, they respectfully kowtowed nine times.

Chanting: "Your servants, pay respects to Lord Ling, may Lord Ling exist for eternity!"

The person's small fan-like eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her watery eyes slowly swept over everyone present.

Mu Qianyuan felt a ripple in his heart as those watery eyes swept over him.

Like the lakeside where the sunset glow rises in summer, the wind blows the fallen leaves, creating ripples on the water.

The unintentional beauty made people reminisce for a long time.

"Were you two the ones seeking an audience with me?" The woman's voice was deep as she strolled towards Mu Qianyuan and Du.

As the woman slowly approached, they could see her face clearly.

With delicate features, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her stunning, undoubtedly Ye Ling.

However, Du and Mu Qianyuan sensed an aura from this person that was very different from Ye Ling.

But they couldn't quite put their finger on what that aura was.

Seeing the two of them stunned, the woman smiled softly and walked slowly towards Mu Qianyuan and Du, asking the previous question again.

At this, Du quickly poked Mu Qianyuan's waist.

Mu Qianyuan barely reacted, forcing a smile and saying.

"It's us. We have something to report."

"What is it? Tell me."

The woman smiled kindly, a calla lily blooming at the corner of her lips.

Mu Qianyuan blushed at the woman's smile and quickly said: "The outside, is chang…"

Before Mu Qianyuan could finish speaking, Du interrupted him.

"It's nothing, he's constipated."

Seeing the woman's brow furrow tightly, Du quickly said.

"We wanted to ask how to govern Great Zhou."

Mu Qianyuan also reacted after being interrupted by Du.

He quickly chimed in: "Yes, yes, yes, how should we govern the various continents? There have been many disturbances recently."

The woman's expression then relaxed, and she chuckled: "That's simple."

Du quickly asked: "Please, Lord Ling, enlighten us."

The woman smiled faintly and said: "Kill those who disobey, until they obey."

As the woman's voice fell, not only Du and Mu Qianyuan felt that this woman was strange.

Even the previously arrogant Spirit Guards sensed that something was wrong.

Although Ye Ling had always been strict with the law, and what she said was final.

She had always been fair and meticulous, cherishing the people, how could she say such brutal words?

Without waiting for Du and Mu Qianyuan to speak and stop her.

The Spirit Guard took the lead and spoke loudly.

"You are not our Lord Ling, tell me, where is our Lord Ling?"

Others directly drew their Spirit Guard swords, the long swords unsheathed, immediately bringing a chilling aura.

All the sword tips pointed at "Ye Ling", shouting loudly: "Who exactly are you?"

"Hand over our Lord Ling, and we will spare your life!"

…

The scene was filled with various voices, all pointing at "Ye Ling", the anger about to ignite.

The intent to fight was about to break out.

"Pa, pa, pa!"

It was a burst of unusually intense applause.

That woman seemed to have completely disregarded everyone present.

Or rather, she had noticed them, but simply didn't care.

"Not bad, not bad, it seems you're not all complete fools!"

The woman laughed loudly.

This enraged everyone present.

"We don't know where this madman came from, daring to impersonate our Lord Ling. Does she think our Spirit Guards are eating shit?"

A team of Spirit Guards, ignoring Du and Mu Qianyuan's winks, began to attack the woman.

The woman was not afraid at all, instead, she laughed loudly and mocked: "A group of watchdogs, can't even put themselves in the right position?!"

After the woman finished speaking, before everyone could react, the Zixia Pavilion, which had been as bright as day, suddenly plunged into darkness.

At the same time, the scene was filled with rising mist, and everyone could not see each other.

"Having angered me, I'll make you all be buried with me!"

The woman's voice in the ear seemed to come from a very far place, making people frown.