Chapter 468

Chapter 468: The True Culprit at Four Years Old

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Lu Chao Chao slowly closed her eyes. Blood seeped from the eyes, mouth, and nose of True Monarch Ming De as he collapsed, lifeless, onto the ground.

Even in death, his eyes remained open, staring at Lu Chao Chao with remorse, guilt, and a lingering trace of affection. But she no longer cared.

Ming De had absorbed a portion of Chong Yue’s power. Without hesitation, Lu Chao Chao stored both bodies in her spatial realm.

Glancing at the City Lord’s Mansion, she used Ming De’s memories to locate the hidden chamber.

Inside, two elves cowered in terror, their clothes tattered and barely covering them.

“Bi Xin is still young, not yet of age! Please, don’t touch her! I’ll serve you instead!”

Bi Xin appeared to be only twelve or thirteen years old. The once carefree girl now hid behind an elder, her eyes filled with both defiance and fear.

“I am willing to give you my lifespan, to dual cultivate with you—just spare Bi Xin! She’s still a child!” The elf knelt trembling, unable to lift her head.

Lu Chao Chao took a deep breath. Even though Ming De was completely annihilated, her rage had yet to subside.

“Ming De is dead. Stay with me for now and heal.”

“Can you walk?” she asked softly.

Only then did Bi Xin dare to look toward the doorway.

“That demon is dead? Really? Is he truly dead? Wuwuwu… Sister Yuan Yao, the demon is dead!” Bi Xin clung to the older elf and sobbed uncontrollably.

Yuan Yao’s face was deathly pale. Seeing that their rescuer was a child, she hurriedly covered the exposed marks on her body, biting her lip in shame.

The plight of the elves had been unspeakably cruel.

Yet even in suffering, they did everything to protect the innocence of their young.

“Who is our savior? The Elf Clan will be eternally grateful.” Though gratitude filled her voice, Yuan Yao knew their future remained uncertain.

Lu Chao Chao’s adorable, fair face made it hard to believe she had slain True Monarch Ming De.

“Mm, Ming De go bye-bye. You wanna come wiff me? You hurt. Can’t walk far.”

Yuan Yao longed to return to Elven Island, but both she and Bi Xin were too weak. She bowed to Lu Chao Chao. “We must trouble you, young lady.”

“The Elf King has returned. We can only hope she will protect her people.” Yuan Yao sighed softly.

Sensing numerous auras converging from all directions, Lu Chao Chao frowned.

The battle at the City Lord’s Mansion had already shaken the entire city. Servants and guards fled in chaos.

Lu Chao Chao disguised herself in a maid’s attire and ran with the escaping crowd, feigning panic.

Before she could leave, a thunderous voice nearly shattered her eardrums.

“Stop! Anyone who takes another step will be executed on the spot!”

Terrified servants collapsed to their knees, muffled sobs filling the air.

Lu Chao Chao’s spatial realm still concealed Chong Yue and the elves. She couldn’t afford to linger. With pressure closing in from all sides, many powerful cultivators must have arrived.

“Where is True Monarch Ming De? Has anything been amiss today?” The Sect Master of Ten Thousand Swords Sect, exuding an aura of authority, swept his gaze over the kneeling crowd.

None of the maids dared to speak.

With so many servants in the mansion, Lu Chao Chao blended in seamlessly. She was just another insignificant figure among them.

“You! Speak!” The Sect Master pointed straight at Lu Chao Chao.

She desperately wanted to look at him—to see if he was the one she had entrusted something to long ago.

Suppressing the urge, she kept her head bowed and spoke timidly. “Dao Monarch went to the forbidden grounds.”

The true culprit stood right in front of them, yet no one suspected her!

“Before that, the mansion shook as if something was severed. That’s all this servant saw,” she said, shrinking back in fear.

Thunk.

A roasted chestnut slipped from her sleeve.

Without a word, she quickly snatched it up.

The Sect Master barely noticed, merely thinking that the young child had a remarkable presence. If she possessed spiritual roots, she would undoubtedly have a bright future.

He questioned a few more maids, all giving similar responses.

Without hesitation, he soared toward the forbidden grounds.

Lu Chao Chao turned to watch him, her expression cold.

Back at the inn, she recalled how her mother had caught her last time. Silently, she wiped the soles of her shoes clean.

She released the people she had hidden in her spatial realm.

Handing over two green leaves, she instructed, “Put these on your hair. They’ll alter your appearance and mask your aura from True Monarchs.”

She had acquired—ahem, obtained these from the Divine Realm.

Elves were naturally beautiful. With the leaves suppressing their celestial presence, they now appeared as mere mortals with striking looks.

Bi Xin and Yuan Yao immediately knelt and bowed deeply to her.

Chong Yue’s godhood was on the verge of collapse. Lu Chao Chao carefully condensed Ming De’s stolen divine intent and transferred it back to him.

Ming De’s body had shriveled into a dried husk, his features unrecognizable.

After rummaging through her spatial realm, Lu Chao Chao found a lavishly decorated pouch and stuffed the corpse inside. She tied it securely and shoved it under the bed.

To the uninformed, it looked like she was hiding a treasure.

Storing it in her spatial realm would have been disgusting.

“Shh…” Just as Bi Xin was about to speak, Lu Chao Chao raised a finger.

Outside, movement stirred.

Zhu Mo had already transformed into a black snake coiled around her wrist—its head sporting a small tuft of green.

The girls, still weak, lay together on a single bed.

Bi Xin, exhausted from her captivity, trembled with cold sweat. Suddenly, a pair of small, warm hands gently grasped hers—soft yet reassuring.

Somehow, it eased her fear.

Under the cover of night…

A black-clad figure pried open the window and slipped inside, face hidden behind cloth, eyes sharp with desperation.

They rummaged through the room.

“Damn these outsiders! They don’t even have storage pouches!”

“Big Bro, look under the bed!”

“There’s a concealment spell—it’s gotta be something valuable!”

“We finish this job, and we’re out of this life for good! I’ve been watching them—they spend lavishly. Must be rich!”

The two men whispered as they dragged out the bag. One of them lit up in excitement.

“This bag blocks spiritual senses! It must contain treasure! We’re rich!”

They hefted it—it had some weight.

“I heard some treasures can’t be stored in spatial artifacts. This must be one of them…”

Just as they considered checking the bed, an ear-piercing alarm echoed through the city.

West River City was on full lockdown.

“Damn! Something big happened—curfew’s in place! Let’s go!”

Without hesitation, they hoisted the bag and fled through the window.

Outside, cultivators flooded the streets, sealing off the city.

The murder of True Monarch Ming De had thrown the entire Spirit Realm into chaos!

As the thieves vanished, Lu Chao Chao and Bi Xin stared at each other.

“They… took the corpse?”