Chapter 2482: The Secret of the Imperial Tomb

Little Salamei's eyes flickered. "Are you saying Uncle Mo's incident is related to the Demon Overlord?"

Zu An shook his head slightly. "I don't know. I'm just here to deliver a message for Prince Bolun."

If you tell someone something directly, they will instinctively be suspicious. But if you guide them appropriately, letting them "discover" it themselves, they will believe it deeply because they uncovered it.

Sure enough, Little Salamei's brows furrowed slightly, clearly having realized something.

"There's one more thing I'd like to ask, young lady. Have you recently captured a woman who is... very beautiful and has a very... distinctive figure?" Zu An ultimately decided not to say Pei Mianman's name, worried that if she remembered it, it might affect later plot developments.

Little Salamei shook her head slightly. "I haven't heard of her. What's your relationship with that woman?"

"We met by chance a while ago." Since the other party didn't know, Zu An saw no reason to stay. "My mission is complete, so I won't disturb your rest, young lady."

"Wait..." Little Salamei was about to call out to him, but a blur appeared in front of him, and he vanished from the spot.

"Oh?" Although Little Salamei was young, her discernment was extraordinary. The man's move clearly indicated unfathomable power.

"Does Uncle Mo have such a powerful friend?"

She muttered to herself for a while, then decided to investigate herself.

She immediately walked outside. The guards and servants stationed there, seeing her, asked where she intended to go.

"I'm going to play with Uncle Hulü," Little Salamei said innocently.

"Lord Hulü is not in the main camp. He was transferred to the front lines a few days ago to deal with the beast tribes," the guard replied straightforwardly, without suspicion.

"Then I'll go play with Auntie Jieyan," Little Salamei said, taking their advice and not lingering on just one person.

"Lord Jieyan went to the Southern Sea coast to suppress a rebellion there," another person replied.

"Oh," a flicker of unusual emotion crossed Little Salamei's eyes, but she didn't show it, quickly adding, "Then I'll go play with Uncle Aijue."

"Lord Aijue committed an offense a few days ago and has been imprisoned," a guard said. At this, a nervous look suddenly appeared on the faces of the guards, as if they had revealed some secret.

"How boring! I'll just play by myself then." Little Salamei hummed softly, quickly losing interest like a child and mumbling as she walked back.

The numerous guards wiped their sweat, relieved that she hadn't pressed further. Otherwise, the Demon Overlord might have blamed them.

Children are indeed children.

Little Salamei returned to her courtyard and found a ball to play with. After happily playing for a long time, she stretched as if tired, returned to her room, and murmured to herself, "I'm sleepy. I really want to take a nap."

Soon, a maid came to help her get into bed. After she lay down, her breathing quickly became steady.

The maids watched enviously; children truly sleep well.

After covering her with the blanket and lighting the incense, they quietly tiptoed out.

Hearing the door close, and once the maids were gone, Little Salamei, who had been seemingly sound asleep on the bed, opened her eyes, showing not a hint of drowsiness.

She quietly got up, then carefully took out a magical artifact. The artifact emitted a faint glow, and a small sound-isolation array immediately rose around her.

After confirming the array was intact, she retrieved a mirror from her storage pouch. After inserting a spirit stone, the surface of the scrying mirror rippled like water.

Soon, a figure appeared in the mirror. Even through the mirror's surface, a fierce, murderous aura assaulted her. It was none other than the Lord of Slaughter!

His expression was extremely anxious. Only after seeing Little Salamei did he visibly relax. "My dear daughter, I thought something had happened to you."

"When are you coming back, Daddy?" Seeing her father, Little Salamei pouted, and her voice carried a faint hint of a sob.

The Lord of Slaughter immediately panicked. Through the screen, he seemed to want to wipe away her tears. "Don't cry, my dear daughter. Whoever bullied you, I'll tear them into a thousand pieces."

"No one bullied me," Little Salamei shook her head. "I just miss you."

"My dear daughter, Daddy is too busy here to leave. Once I'm done, I promise to come back and be with you right away," the Lord of Slaughter's voice also softened.

After a long time coaxing, he finally calmed his daughter. Then he asked, "Didn't Daddy say not to contact me unless it's an emergency? Has something happened?"

He knew that even though his daughter was young, she had always been sensible and never contacted him without good reason.

"I don't know if it's an emergency," Little Salamei said after thinking. "Uncle Mo's army was completely wiped out recently, and now his fate is unknown."

"What?!" The Lord of Slaughter burst into a furious rage. "How could that fellow Mogad be so unreliable? Now that the main force of the demon race is destroyed, how could he still let his entire army be annihilated? As expected, no one is as dependable as the Demon Overlord!"

Little Salamei immediately hesitated, wanting to speak but holding back.

"What's wrong, my dear daughter?" The Lord of Slaughter sharply noticed his daughter's unusual behavior.

Little Salamei hesitated and said, "The Demon Overlord didn't tell me about this."

"Then how did you find out?" The Lord of Slaughter's brows furrowed as he spoke, surprised that no one had informed him of this matter.

"A mysterious person who said he was entrusted by Uncle Mo..." Little Salamei then broadly recounted Zu An's visit.

The Lord of Slaughter's brows furrowed tightly. "When did Mogad get a friend like that?"

"Not only that, but I just tried to find some familiar uncles and aunties to confirm things, and I found that they were either demoted or imprisoned. Now there's hardly anyone familiar around here," Little Salamei explained, recounting her recent experience.

At this, the Lord of Slaughter's expression instantly changed. Having been a leader for so many years, he immediately realized the implications.

He quickly told Little Salamei, "Don't tell anyone about this, especially not the Demon Overlord. Keep everything that happened today to yourself until I return!"

Little Salamei instantly turned from worry to joy. "That's wonderful! I can finally see you again, Daddy!"

The Lord of Slaughter smiled, but his lips felt impossibly heavy, unable to curve upwards fully.

He had trusted the Demon Overlord so completely, yet the Demon Overlord was playing these tricks behind his back.

Meanwhile, the Demon Overlord was discussing secrets with his confidant when his expression suddenly changed. He gave his confidant a look, then immediately took out his scrying mirror. Soon, the Lord of Slaughter's figure appeared in it.

"Greetings, Lord!" the Demon Overlord immediately led the bow.

"No need for formalities, please rise quickly," the Lord of Slaughter said kindly from the mirror.

"Thank you, Lord! May I ask what important matters you wish to command?" the Demon Overlord's voice was exceedingly respectful.

The Lord of Slaughter's face was full of excitement. "After years of research, I have deciphered the secret of the Demon Imperial Tomb. The great gate is about to open! Come quickly and witness history with me as we find the legendary Heavenly Court!"