Chapter 1827: Seen the President

"What?"

Seeing the hand reach out from the book and grab his Soul-Severing Ruler, Ancient Sage Mo Ling's blood ran cold. He felt the danger. The hand from the book was simply too powerful; even with his strength, he couldn't resist it.

Whoosh!

Without pause, his witch soul leaped from between his eyebrows. As soon as the massive soul body appeared, the entire space was immediately enveloped in a gloomy aura.

"Let go!"

A furious roar, like a clap of thunder, erupted. The witch soul lightly flickered, traversing space to appear before the hand, reaching for the ruler.

"Heh!"

The ruthless man seemed to have anticipated his move. With a flick of his wrist, the ruler swept across.

Ancient Sage Mo Ling was struck on the head. His massive witch soul swayed and plummeted from the air, severely injured in just one blow. The ruthless man, who had refined the arm, had already reached the peak of rebirth from a drop of blood. He was no weaker than Emperor Chen Yong in his prime. Although Ancient Sage Mo Ling was powerful, he was still far inferior.

"Let's go!"

Seeing the successful strike, the ruthless man wanted to kill the ancient sage, but Zhang Xuan waved his hand. Killing this fellow was easy, but if it attracted other ancient sages from the Spirit Emperor's palace, escaping would be difficult. The ruthless man did not dare disobey. With a light swipe, a crack appeared in the sealed space. Just as Zhang Xuan leaped forward, about to rush in, he saw Ancient Sage Mo Ling's soul body stand up again.

"Your subordinate Mo Ling greets the Guild Leader!"

"Guild Leader?"

Frowning, Zhang Xuan stopped and looked over, puzzled.

"If my guess is correct, you are not from the Spirit Demon Tribe, but rather Zhang Xuan, Master Teacher Zhang, from the Master Teacher Continent! You are also the Guild Leader of my Witch Soul Master Guild!" Ancient Sage Mo Ling bowed respectfully.

"You know me?" Zhang Xuan was taken aback.

Having refined the soul imprint of the Witch Soul Master Guild, it wouldn't be strange to be called the Guild Leader. However, the soul imprint was no longer in his hands; he had passed it to his student, Lu Chong.

"Jiang Fangyou already sent me a message saying that the Witch Soul lineage has a new Guild Leader once again... When I heard the news of your self-exile from the Master Teacher Pavilion some time ago, I deduced that you might come to the Spirit Demon Tribe. I didn't expect to actually wait for you here!" Ancient Sage Mo Ling's demeanor was respectful.

Zhang Xuan was speechless. He knew the history of the Witch Soul lineage from Jiang Fangyou: the former Guild Leader of the Witch Soul Master Guild had committed suicide to infiltrate and conceal themselves among the Spirit Demon Tribe. This history was very secretive, known by few, but as an Ancient Sage of the Witch Soul Masters, he would certainly be aware of it. Therefore, when he exiled himself from the Master Teacher Pavilion, the other party immediately thought of this.

"Why are you in the Spirit Emperor's palace?" Knowing the history of the Witch Soul Master lineage and understanding the hardships of their hidden existence among the Spirit Demon Tribe, Zhang Xuan stopped, reinforced the surrounding seals, and then looked back at him.

"Emperor Chen Yong was too powerful. As long as he lived, humanity would eventually be unable to resist him. So... I deliberately gained the trust of the Spirit Emperor and incited him to besiege Emperor Chen Yong, thus killing him!" Ancient Sage Mo Ling said.

"That was your plan?" Zhang Xuan was shocked.

Previously, he had found it strange that the Hundred Schools of Thought contacted the Spirit Demon Tribe through Witch Soul Masters to pinpoint Emperor Chen Yong's whereabouts and set up an ambush. However, the Spirit Emperor and Star Emperor took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack... This indicated that the Spirit Emperor must have known about the existence of the Witch Soul Masters. It turned out that the root of everything was this Ancient Sage Mo Ling's plan.

"Actually, the Spirit Emperor had long harbored disloyal intentions. I merely leveraged the situation and acted as a catalyst!" Ancient Sage Mo Ling explained.

"Hmm! That's clever. However, have you considered that if the Spirit Emperor hadn't been injured this time, but instead returned having killed Emperor Yong unscathed, you might have already been killed...?" With a solemn expression, Zhang Xuan looked at him. Although he hadn't interacted much with the Spirit Emperor, that fellow was definitely a radical, a warmonger. Although Emperor Chen Yong was powerful and acted with a sense of proportion, humanity would face less conflict if he were alive. But against this Spirit Emperor, it's likely they would fight desperately, even if it meant mutual destruction! Most crucially, he conveyed messages to the Hundred Schools of Thought through the Jiang family. If the Spirit Emperor knew he could contact humanity, it would expose his undercover identity. Before Emperor Chen Yong was killed, he wouldn't dare make a move, but once Emperor Yong died, wouldn't he immediately eliminate him?

"I knew all of that. However, I had already known that Emperor Yong possessed a trump card, which I didn't tell the Spirit Emperor or Star Emperor about!" Ancient Sage Mo Ling said.

Zhang Xuan shook his head helplessly. No wonder Witch Soul Masters were feared; they were simply too powerful. To hear that the three great emperors of the Spirit Demon Tribe were manipulated in the palm of his hand felt incredible.

"How is the Spirit Emperor now? Are his injuries severe?" Pushing aside his thoughts, Zhang Xuan asked.

"Both the Spirit Emperor and Star Emperor are severely wounded and haven't recovered yet. As for the specifics... he seems to be guarding against me, so I can't investigate!" Ancient Sage Mo Ling said.

"Then... what is the purpose of gathering these appraisal masters?" Zhang Xuan continued to ask.

"I'm not entirely sure, but if my guess is correct, he wants to offer a sacrifice to the Spirit God!" Ancient Sage Mo Ling's expression was grave.

"Sacrifice to the Spirit God?"

"His injuries are extremely severe. Natural recovery alone would take thousands of years. As things stand, his only option is to sacrifice to the Spirit God to gain power!"

"Isn't the Spirit God with Emperor Chen Yong?" Zhang Xuan couldn't help but ask. The Spirit God was Luo Ruoxi, and she had a close relationship with Emperor Chen Yong. If he dared to offer a sacrifice, let alone healing, she might even erase him on the spot.

"Deities are emotionless. In their eyes, we are no different from ants. The only distinction is who offers more or less in sacrifice; there's no other special treatment! Previously, it was indeed Emperor Chen Yong who communicated with and offered sacrifices to the Spirit God. But... now he's dead or missing, no longer useful, so how could the Spirit God care for him?" Ancient Sage Mo Ling scoffed coldly. "Moreover, they've already started preparing treasures and assessing their value, so they must know this is feasible. Otherwise, the Spirit Emperor would never do such a thing!"

Zhang Xuan clenched his fist. He didn't believe Luo Ruoxi was like that, yet... what the other party said made a lot of sense. No matter what, he had to see Luo Ruoxi again and ask her directly to clarify everything!

"Never mind. They haven't calculated the value of the items yet and won't dare to offer a sacrifice rashly, so there's still plenty of time... By the way, may I ask why the Guild Leader has come to the Spirit Emperor's palace?" Ancient Sage Mo Ling frowned.

"I'm looking for dragon blood. Do you know where to find it in the Spirit Emperor's palace?" Zhang Xuan asked. He hadn't found it before, but now with this person as an inside contact, he might succeed.

"Dragon blood?" Ancient Sage Mo Ling was full of doubt, then said, "I've heard rumors about this item, but I don't know its exact location. However, I've thoroughly observed the entire Spirit Emperor's palace, and it's almost certainly within... the Spirit Emperor's sleeping quarters!"

"Sleeping quarters?" Zhang Xuan's eyes narrowed. His earlier conjecture was also this place; now it seemed to be accurate.