Cong Ming couldn't get the fear out of Hong Zhenji's body.
He didn't know how to separate souls, so his breath was stuck between the two souls.
After trying several times to no avail, Cong Ming was desperate. He didn't know how to explain to Hong Zhenji.
"Your Majesty, please wait a moment. The magic cannot be solved overnight. Today we will remove 20% of it, and tomorrow we will remove another 20%. It will be completely resolved within five days!"
Hong Zhenji frowned and said, "It will take five days to resolve it?"
He had seen Cong Ming perform the soul-obsessing technique, but he had never seen him resolve the soul-obsessing technique, and he didn't know how long it normally took.
Cong Ming nodded: "It will take at least five days."
"Will I have nightmares again tonight?"
Cong Ming quickly shook his head and said: "I will immediately ban this technique. Your Majesty will never be disturbed by it again."
He tried to block the horror, but still failed. The horror sandwiched between the two souls was completely beyond his control.
Cong Ming was so anxious that he was sweating, and Hong Zhenji asked: "Has the magic been banned?"
How did Cong Ming answer this?
If it can't be banned, I'm afraid this life will be lost.
After thinking for a moment, Cong Ming nodded and said: "The technique has been banned."
Hong Zhenji said: "Since it is banned, Cong Shaoqing should go and have a rest."
Cong Ming said yes and was about to leave when Hong Zhenji said: "I have sent someone to clean up the guest room for Cong Shaoqing. Let's stay in the mansion tonight."
When Cong Ming heard this, he felt cold from his toes to the top of his head.
It's no use being too cold, he won't be able to leave tonight.
As soon as Cong Ming went to the guest room, Hong Zhenji ordered others: "Send people to surround Cong Ming's residence. Don't let anyone go."
…
Cong Ming lay in the guest room, crying.
Let me ask him, he claims to have a third-level cultivation. If he rushes out now, can anyone in the palace stop him?
If he runs back to Shaoqing's Mansion now, goes on a killing spree, and takes his family with him, won't he be able to escape Shenlin City?
Xia Hu couldn't understand this and asked: "Even if he doesn't have a third-level person, this person can use Horror Breath, and he has at least a fourth-level one. Why is he still willing to be treated like a dog?"
Xu Zhiqiong said: "In the animal shed in Wa City, there is a man named Yu Dongba who specializes in tiger taming. He is from Yelang country. Have you seen him?"
Xia Hu nodded and said, "I've seen him before. He looks thin and small."
"Yes, he is thin and small, but he is really good at taming tigers. He is very famous in Wa City. You said that a tiger that is more than one foot long and weighs five or six hundred pounds, why should he listen to Dongba's orders?
Yu Dongba has no cultivation and no knowledge of martial arts, and the three-foot-long whip in his hand is not a magic weapon."
Xia Hu said: "That's different. That tiger was raised by Yu Dongba since he was a child! He has been scared by Yu Dongba since he was a child."
Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said nothing, and Yang Wu said from the side: "The truth is not much different. Yelang people have been afraid of being beaten by the gods since they were young. When they meet the royal family, even if they are cut into pieces, they don't dare to hum.
Even a five-year-old child is saying every day that you let me die, and I have to die, so I say this place is hopeless, Qingye, follow us to Daxuan."
Qingye lowered his head and remained silent for a while.
Xu Zhiqiong sighed softly: "A Qingye is easy to talk about, but how can so many Qiancheng people be taken to Daxuan?"
Yang Wu shook his head and said: "We can't control others, so this place is not under the jurisdiction of the judge."
Xu Zhiqiong stood up and said: "Who said it is not under the jurisdiction of the judge? There are people here, and Yelang people are also people. Wherever there are people, there must be justice!"
Yang Wu squinted his eyes and said, "Yelang people don't believe in heaven, but they believe in gods."
Xu Zhiqiong pinched his chin and said, "Then find them a god who believes in heaven."
Xia Hu sneered: "Their gods think they are gods, how can they believe in the laws of nature?"
Xu Zhiqiong pinched Xia Hu's peach: "Then he must be taught well, just like taming a tiger, so that he can understand what the laws of nature are."
…
At dawn, Hong Zhenji, with dark circles under his eyes, was sitting in the main courtyard. Cong Ming was kneeling in front of Hong Zhenji. Cong Ming's parents were tied up and kneeling next to Cong Ming.
Hong Zhenji had a nightmare all night and it didn't get better at all. Cong Ming knew that his end was coming, so he smashed his head:
"Your Majesty, Cong Ming deserves to die. Death is not a pity. Your Majesty, don't hurt my parents. I beg Your Majesty to show mercy!"
Hong Zhenji said in a calm tone: "Cong Ming, I just want to hear you tell the truth. I treat you well, so why do you want to harm me?"
Cong Ming kowtowed and cried: "Your Majesty, I was wronged. I never had any intention of harming you."
Cong Ming's father scolded his son loudly: "You beast, the prince has treated our family with great kindness. How could you do anything that is sorry to the prince?"
Cong Ming's mother cried and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, Cong Ming absolutely does not dare to harm you. There must be a traitor involved."
When things got to this point, Hong Zhenji felt that Cong Ming might not have lied.
He did not do this, because from the beginning to the end, Cong Ming left no escape route for himself. Even if Hong Zhenji killed his whole family now, he would have no power to counterattack.
So who did this?
Hong Zhenji looked at Cong Ming and said, "Besides you, who else in the world knows the art of soul-capturing?"
Cong Ming thought for a long time and said: "Is it possible that Xu Zhiqiong..."
Hong Zhenji was startled and remembered something.
During the banquet, Xu Zhiqiong kept staring at him. Could it be that he used the soul-capturing technique there?
But the moment Cong Ming performed his technique, why did Xu Zhiqiong stare at me for so long?
Maybe his skills are not as good as Cong Ming, but if this guy really used the soul-obsessing technique on me, why couldn't Cong Ming resolve it?
From this point of view, Xu Zhiqiong's soul-capturing skills may still be superior to Cong Ming's.
Hong Zhenji thought for a long time and asked someone to temporarily take Cong Ming's parents into custody.
Cong Ming knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, thanking him profusely.
Hong Zhenji frowned and said: "No need to thank me, our affairs are not over yet. I will invite Xu Zhiqiong to my house tonight. You have to find a way to subdue him. Otherwise, you will be punished for both crimes. I will make your whole family's heads fall to the ground!"
Cong Ming nodded repeatedly.
Although he didn't know what methods Xu Zhiqiong used or what kind of cultivation Xu Zhiqiong had, this was his last chance and he could only gamble once.
Hong Zhenji quickly prepared the invitation and ordered it to be sent to Yuyao Palace.
Xu Zhiqiong read the invitation, handed it to the messenger and said, "Tell the prince that I have been to the banquet."
The messenger was stunned when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Marquis Yun attended the banquet last night, but today the prince invites you again."
Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "Can you please tell King Shu that I will not go today, but I have attended the banquet."
"No, you..."
If people don’t go, does it count as having attended the banquet?
This is unreasonable!
The messenger wanted to ask one more question, but Xu Zhiqiong turned and left, ignoring him again.
After returning to the palace, the messenger could only convey the truth.
Hong Zhenji said angrily: "What kind of words are these? Why do you want people to attend the banquet even if they don't go?"
The messenger was speechless.
Hong Zhenji thought for a moment and understood what Xu Zhiqiong meant.
Xu Zhiqiong does not need to reason with Hong Zhenji now. Hong Zhenji has to listen to whatever Xu Zhiqiong says now.
Because Hong Zhenji's life was in Xu Zhiqiong's hands.
This proves that this soul-capturing technique is indeed related to Xu Zhiqiong.
Hong Zhenji stood up, turned over the case, and cursed angrily: "How rampant this evil thief is! Do you really think that there is no one in our Qiancheng Kingdom?"
But just lifting the table is not the solution. I was tortured by nightmares all night last night. According to the situation tonight, Hong Zhenji dared not even sleep.
Being unable to sleep is still a trivial matter. Who knows how long it will take Xu Zhiqiong to kill himself?
Cong Ming said at the beginning that in the fastest case, three days would be enough.
The more Hong Zhenji thought about it, the more frightened he became. He called Cong Ming and said, "I will go to Yuyao Palace to visit Xu Zhiqiong later. After meeting, how confident are you that you can capture him alive?"
Cong Ming originally wanted to say that it was foolproof, but after thinking carefully about Xu Zhiqiong's cultivation, he felt that this was not enough.
"It's still 70% certain."
Hong Zhenji looked at Cong Ming and snorted coldly.
Cong Ming's words were arrogant. No one knew how capable he was. He said he was 70% sure, but he was probably not even 50% sure.
Hong Zhenji transferred four more captains from the Shenji Division.
Even though they are just captains, the cultivation levels of these four people are not low. They are all fifth-grade cultivation levels.
"With these four people as helpers, you should be somewhat confident!"
Even if he was not sure, he said he was sure. Cong Ming gritted his teeth and said, "This matter is foolproof!"
Hong Zhenji ordered the preparation of chariots and brought two hundred guards with him, and arrived at Yuyao Palace that afternoon.
Without the order of the Lord God, he did not dare to use force against Yuyao Palace.
But when things have reached this point, Hong Zhenji's life hangs on a knife's edge, and there should be a proper deterrent.
Liang Yuyao was surprised when she heard that Hong Zhenji had brought people.
Seeing that there were many people outside, Yu Shan asked Wuwei Camp to prepare for the battle.
"The princess is waiting here. I'll go and find out what his purpose is!" At the critical moment, Lin Qianniang was right. She was about to go out to negotiate, but was stopped by Xu Zhiqiong.
"Mother Qian, don't go. I have already sent someone to send a message to King Shu."
Qian Niang was startled: "Who did you send?"
Xu Zhiqiong said: "The person I sent has the same status as King Shu."
Hong Zhenji waited angrily in the chariot. After waiting for more than half an hour, a man came out of Yuyao Palace.
This man is younger, seems to be less than ten years old.
Brother Xing stood in front of Cong Ming and said calmly: "I want to see King Shu."
Cong Ming said angrily: "Who do you think you are?"
Brother Xing said: "I am the envoy sent by Marquis Yun. Marquis Yun has given instructions. If you see me, you have seen him."
"You..." Cong Ming was stunned for a long time, but had nothing to say.
If you really hurt Brother Xing, you will probably anger Xu Zhiqiong.
Cong Ming brought Brother Xing to Hong Zhenji. Hong Zhenji became furious and scolded Cong Ming: "Why did you bring a servant to see me?"
Brother Xing said: "My Marquis said that if you see me, you will see him!"
Hong Zhenji shouted: "This is really nonsense! Let Xu Zhiqiong come to see me!"
Brother Xing shook his head and said: "Master Hou has told me that if you neglect me, don't even think about seeing him!"
This boy is so young and has no fear of me.
Are all the descendants of Xuan Guo so arrogant?
Hong Zhenji secretly said that he was surprised and asked someone to move a chair for Brother Xing and make tea for Brother Xing.
Brother Xing took a sip of tea and sighed: "I didn't care about cooking this tea, so I won't argue with you. Marquis Yun has a letter for you. After you read it, please reply to me as soon as possible."
After speaking, he handed a letter to Cong Ming. Cong Ming checked it roughly and found that there was no special means before he dared to hand the letter to Hong Zhenji.
Hong Zhenji opened the letter and took a look.
There is only one line written on it:
"Do you want to be emperor?"
Hong Zhenji shivered and immediately burned the letter. He pointed at Brother Xing and said tremblingly: "You, you, you are bold, you are presumptuous, you don't know whether to live or die!"
Brother Xing looked calm: "If you say you want to, come to our Lord Marquis alone tonight. If you say you don't want to, don't come to him again."