Chapter 472: 尊者 孟川的行动

Ge Congbin stood there blankly, a chill in his heart.

As a mere mortal at the Core Condensation stage, Ge Congbin wielded such great power in Quyun City precisely because the disciples of the Godfiend families, insatiably greedy and wary of the law, needed him to do their dirty work and fulfill their desires. He had managed these affairs exceptionally well over the years, which allowed him to befriend many Godfiend family members and weave a vast network of influence.

He needed his Godfiend family friends to protect him and help him build his network.

And the Godfiend family disciples needed him because he was exceptionally good at their "dirty work."

"It's over."

"I'm finished."

Ge Congbin knew full well that many high-ranking officials in Quyun City's government offices and the Earth Net headquarters came from Godfiend families. The influence of these families permeated every aspect of society, normally allowing them to act with impunity.

But today, they had encountered King Dongning himself.

"This young woman will help you solve this case, but remember, protect her well," Meng Chuan instructed.

"Yes, Your Highness," Tang Fengqi replied respectfully.

"King Dongning?" The female musician looked at Meng Chuan, feeling dizzy. Had she really met King Dongning? The legendary King Dongning, who single-handedly slayed a million demon kings and saved humanity?

"Don't worry, young woman, this matter will be thoroughly investigated," Meng Chuan assured her. With a wave of his hand, a piece of wood, broken during the earlier fight, flew towards him. As it moved, it naturally transformed into a small knife. Meng Chuan took the small wooden knife and handed it to the female musician, the assassin. "Carry this with you. If anyone tries to harm you, just crush it, and it will protect you."

The female musician took the small wooden knife, placed it in her embrace, and nodded repeatedly, "I understand."

Meng Chuan nodded slightly and said to Yan Chutong beside him, "Let's go."

The two figures vanished instantly.

By then, night had fallen.

Meng Chuan and Yan Chutong walked along the riverbank.

"Senior Brother, don't be angry anymore," Yan Chutong consoled him.

"I'm not angry," Meng Chuan said, looking into the distance. "I'm heartbroken."

"I know these past years have been peaceful, and many large cities have become incredibly prosperous and extravagant. I used to worry about the unstable world entrances, which made life very difficult for many forts and villages, with millions dying each year. Compared to the harsh existence of those forts and villages, the lives of these Godfiend family disciples living in big cities were indeed opulent. But now, it seems it's not just extravagance; their desires have become twisted. The demon race kills fewer people, but they come and kill instead. And they slaughter people like livestock, didn't you hear? The mass grave this young woman pointed out contained at least several thousand bodies. How many people have they truly harmed?"

"Senior Brother, there are all kinds of people in this world," Yan Chutong said, trying to comfort him.

"For years, generations of Godfiends have fought desperately, sacrificing their lives. Xue Feng, Senior Brother King Zhenwu, and many others have fallen in battle," Meng Chuan stated. "What was it all for? It was for victory in war, for peace."

"Is this how they squander the peaceful world that Godfiends bought with their lives?" Meng Chuan looked at Yan Chutong. "I cannot tolerate them."

"What do you intend to do?" Yan Chutong asked.

Meng Chuan gazed at the bustling city. "The disciples of Godfiend families act as they please, and ordinary people fear them immensely. I believe these Godfiend family disciples also need to learn fear."

Yuanchu City, the Great Zhou Imperial Capital, Jiangzhou City, Wuzhou City, Dongning City, Changfeng City, Luotang City, Piaoxue City... Across the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, a 'Supervisory Department' was added to the Earth Net headquarters in every major city.

The various Supervisory Departments across the land began investigating Godfiend families everywhere. Minor offenses could be forgiven, but not a single serious crime was overlooked.

"Get in."

"Go in."

The jails at the Earth Net headquarters in various cities across the Great Zhou Dynasty were quickly becoming overcrowded.

"Father, you must save me, you must save me!" the young prisoner cried, kneeling and clinging to his father's leg.

"You fool! The family has issued strict orders time and again, yet you idiots still act so recklessly," the old father fumed. "Couldn't you have just asked me for money? Why break the law?"

"It wasn't just me, there were others!" the young prisoner quickly interjected.

"One by one, everyone involved will be held accountable. No one will escape."

The old father's back seemed to stoop a little more as he sighed, "No one can save you this time. King Dongning is behind the 'Supervisory Department'; no one can intervene or stop this."

"The law doesn't punish the masses, there are so many of us!" the young prisoner cried out repeatedly.

"It's all my fault," the old father said, tears welling in his eyes as he looked at his son. "It's my fault for being useless. I didn't teach you properly when you were young. And when you grew up, knowing you wouldn't become a Godfiend, I indulged you too much. I just wanted you to live a happy life... Who would have thought I would end up ruining you completely?"

"Father, Father," the young prisoner pleaded.

"This time, your father can no longer help you."

The old father turned and left.

"Father—" The young prisoner was filled with despair, only now understanding fear. "Your son was wrong, I know I was wrong!"

While the young prisoner was in a regular cell, the heavy offender cells on the lower levels were even more tightly guarded.

Inside one of these heavy offender cells.

A man sat cross-legged.

"Young Master," an old servant said respectfully from outside the cell.

"What did my grandfather say?" the man asked calmly.

"The Ancestor said that King Dongning is behind the Supervisory Department, and all case files from every city must be submitted directly to King Dongning himself. No one can stop it," the old servant replied.

"If he wanted to save me, he has plenty of ways," the man said angrily. "Couldn't he find a scapegoat?"

"The Ancestor also said that he would remove Young Master from the family register," the old servant finished, then departed.

The man's body trembled, and he sat there in silence.

After a long time, a noble young master arrived outside the cell with his servants.

"Xu Ming, you sent for me?" the noble young master asked indifferently.

"Brother Yang Yuan, please save me," the man pleaded, prostrating himself. "For the sake of our past friendship, please save me."

"My grandfather personally decreed this, I cannot save you," the noble young master stated. "Furthermore, I never imagined you would commit so many evil deeds. It's true what the ancients said: you never truly know a person's heart."

The man looked up and said in a low voice, "Young Master Yang Yuan, you and I have been very close. If I were to implicate you, you wouldn't be able to clear your name."

"Implicate me?" the noble young master exclaimed, surprised.

"As long as you save me, give me a way out, I will never implicate you," the man stared at the noble young master. "But if I have no way out, then don't blame me."

"Hahaha, implicate me? Frame me?" The noble young master laughed. "Xu Ming, your behavior before your demise is truly disappointing."

The noble young master turned and walked away.

"Go then, but don't regret it," the man said through gritted teeth.

"With a clear conscience, what is there to fear?" the noble young master retorted with a smile, turning his head. "Besides, as you know, my maternal grandfather is King Dongning."

Meng Chuan's two children were Meng An and Meng You.

Meng An remained single to this day, which had worried Meng Chuan and his wife, but there was nothing they could do.

Meng You, however, had married twenty years ago. Her husband was Yang Cheng, a Yuanchu Mountain disciple with whom she had faced life and death. Yang Cheng was quite outstanding, a remarkable talent of the past three decades, achieving the rank of marquis even before Meng You. The couple had only one son, who was this Young Master Yang Yuan.

"King Dongning?" The man became somewhat frantic. "Old man, you truly have nothing better to do. You investigated the Quyun City case, fine, but now you're investigating every city in the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, leaving me no way out. I refuse, I refuse!"

In a humble residence in Piaoxue City.

Meng Chuan and Liu Qiyue were enjoying tea together, watching snowflakes drift outside.

"I've just written two letters, intended for Two World Island and Black Sand Grotto-Heaven. Could you check the wording and see if it's appropriate?" Meng Chuan said, taking a sip of tea, then flipped his hand to produce two letters and handed them to his wife.

"You want Two World Island and Black Sand Grotto-Heaven to also establish 'Supervisory Departments'?" Liu Qiyue asked, surprised.

"How they proceed is up to them. I've only offered some suggestions," Meng Chuan replied.

Meng Chuan's prestige was now very high.

In the eyes of the most powerful Godfiends from the three major sects, Meng Chuan was believed to soon become the strongest in the world! Coupled with his wartime prestige, his letters... the two major sects would have to give them serious consideration.