Chapter 125
Chapter 125: Keeping Silent
According to the last page of the Azure Dragon Cang Ming Scripture, the Azure Dragon True Seal would slowly take shape as the cultivator continued absorbing Azure Dragon Qi. Eventually, it would transcend its form and transform into a supreme True Dragon, commanding the powerful Cang Ming Thunder.
But Li Mu Sheng knew that often, the final pages of martial dao scriptures were merely the creators’ grand dreams or fantasies about the highest possible realm of their arts. In truth, no evidence existed to prove that these imagined realms could ever become reality.
Although the Azure Dragon Cang Ming Scripture truly was a profound martial dao art, the claim about the Azure Dragon True Seal turning into a supreme True Dragon felt somewhat exaggerated and overly ambitious.
Of course, Li Mu Sheng didn’t erase the Azure Dragon True Seal that had appeared within his dantian. After all, Azure Dragon Qi was extraordinary, and he was genuinely curious to see if this True Seal would indeed change in the future.
Pushing aside his thoughts, Li Mu Sheng confirmed no lingering Azure Dragon Qi remained, then signaled for Cang Yin Yue and the others to depart.
Emerging from the Dragon-Locking Well, Bu Cheng Yang and A’Bin exchanged uneasy glances, becoming instantly cautious and filled with worry.
Li Mu Sheng had not only obtained the Azure Dragon Cang Ming Scripture, a martial dao art coveted by everyone in the Martial World, but he had also seized every bit of Azure Dragon Qi beneath the Dragon-Locking Well Workshop, and even secured the Imperial Dragon Divine Sword, a divine artifact of Great Li.
If any one of these pieces of news leaked out, the entire Great Li Martial World would erupt in shock. Anyone with the slightest scheming mind would immediately consider silencing them forever.
After all, should this news spread, Li Mu Sheng would have to confront not only the Great Li Imperial Court but also countless powerful Martial World factions.
At this moment, Bu Cheng Yang secretly prepared himself to fight desperately at any moment. No matter how powerful Li Mu Sheng was or how slim his own chances of survival were, he couldn’t just sit and wait for death.
As for A’Bin, he had already given up. If Li Mu Sheng wanted him dead, it would be easier than crushing an ant. Any struggle would be meaningless. Better to accept his fate with a shred of dignity, even if it meant death.
Yet, what made Bu Cheng Yang and A’Bin dumbfounded was that Li Mu Sheng barely paid them any attention at all.
After leaving the well, he simply uttered a baffling sentence before departing with Cang Yin Yue.
From beginning to end, Li Mu Sheng neither attacked them nor even bothered to warn or threaten them to keep their mouths shut.
Watching Li Mu Sheng and Cang Yin Yue vanish into the distance, A’Bin rubbed his cheeks hard, then turned to Bu Cheng Yang in disbelief.
“Did he really just leave like that?”
Hearing this, Bu Cheng Yang’s expression changed slightly. He glared at him sharply and replied, “Kid, do you want him to turn back and slap you to death?”
“I didn’t say that.”
A’Bin shrugged, finally breathing easier now that Li Mu Sheng was gone.
“But earlier, he said we shouldn’t stay at the Grand Evolution Sword Sect anymore. What did he mean by that?”
A’Bin suddenly recalled Li Mu Sheng’s departing words, rolling his eyes thoughtfully.
“Could he have been hinting for me to betray the sect and follow him? But when I suggested that before, he outright rejected me!”
A’Bin wore a puzzled look, while Bu Cheng Yang’s eyes flickered thoughtfully. After a pause, he slowly spoke, “Earlier, I heard Miss Cang call him ‘Your Highness.’ Perhaps he’s from the Great Li royal family—one of the princes.”
Hearing this, A’Bin shook his head repeatedly. “Two years ago, during the Great Li imperial sacrifice, I saw those princes from afar. He wasn’t among them. Besides, if he’s truly a prince, why would he steal his family’s own Imperial Dragon Divine Sword?”
Just then, as though remembering something crucial, A’Bin’s face filled with shock.
“Wait—there’s actually one prince I never saw before!”
Bu Cheng Yang slightly furrowed his brows. “Are you referring to the newly recognized Eighth Prince, acknowledged by Emperor Yuan Wu?”
“Yes, precisely him.” A’Bin nodded, though uncertainty lingered in his voice. “But rumors say that the Eighth Prince had grown up in some remote little town. It seems impossible he’d possess such terrifying martial dao power.”
Bu Cheng Yang remained silent, looking toward the direction Li Mu Sheng had gone. After a long pause, he sighed gently. “That man defies common sense. Even if he truly is that Eighth Prince, nothing about him would surprise me.”
Then, he turned back to A’Bin, his voice growing stern. “But today’s events must never leave our lips. Not a single word should be revealed. Act as though nothing happened at all. If word leaks out, who knows if he’ll come back for us later?”
A’Bin quickly nodded. “Martial Uncle, rest assured. After serving as a spy in the Six Gates for so long, I know exactly what should and shouldn’t be said.”
Bu Cheng Yang glanced at him, waving his hand dismissively. “Alright. There’s nothing more. Go your way. As for our failure to claim the Imperial Dragon Divine Sword, I’ll come up with some explanation for the sect.”
A’Bin agreed readily and began to turn away. But then he paused and quietly asked, “Martial Uncle, should we keep staying in the sect?”
Bu Cheng Yang glared at him sharply. “What are you afraid of? He hasn’t forced us to betray our sect. Besides, the Grand Evolution Sword Sect is among the greatest powers in the Martial World, even the Great Li court must treat it respectfully. Of course, we’ll stay.”
“And remember, the sect nurtured and taught us all our martial arts and sword skills. Anyone with the slightest bit of conscience wouldn’t ask such questions.”
At this, A’Bin ducked his head, secretly muttering in his heart: [He speaks so honorably now, but who was the one suggesting we betray the sect earlier, warning me not to tell anyone?]
But he naturally dared not voice these thoughts. With a small pout, he swiftly vanished into the alley.
…
Li Mu Sheng and Cang Yin Yue returned to the quiet alley and boarded the carriage, ready to return to the Heavenly Brocade Guard Headquarters.
Cang Yin Yue sat opposite Li Mu Sheng, gripping the Imperial Dragon Divine Sword in her hand. Its blade glittered like pure jade, radiant and beautiful.
She opened her mouth several times, wanting to speak, yet unsure of what to say.
Noticing this, Li Mu Sheng gave her a gentle glance, waving his hand lightly. “Keep the Imperial Dragon Divine Sword. If anyone asks, simply say it was my gift to you.”
He raised an eyebrow slightly. This journey had yielded great rewards, though the Imperial Dragon Divine Sword might bring trouble in the future.
Yet, Li Mu Sheng was not worried about that. Even if Bu Cheng Yang and A’Bin did reveal news of the Azure Dragon Cang Ming Scripture and Azure Dragon Qi, he truly did not care.