The people in the hall looked at each other. After a while, Li Chimei replied, "Great Khan, we haven't seen anyone from the Shuiyue Sect in the past two days."
"You didn't see him yesterday either?" Temujin asked in a low voice.
"It was too chaotic yesterday. Maybe we didn't see him on the other routes. We can ask if anyone saw him," Li Chimei answered.
"The person who secretly saved Guo Jing and Song Qingshu last night was very mysterious. Could it be him?" The speaker was a fat Tantric monk. The most eye-catching thing about him was that his head was extremely flat. A normal person's head would more or less have a curve, but the top of his head was extremely flat, as if it had been smacked by a frying pan.
He was Ba Siba's favorite disciple. He had inherited all of Ba Siba's teachings, and there were even rumors that his martial arts were no weaker than his master's.
The hall suddenly fell silent. Everyone frowned as they thought about the possibilities. Jin Bingyun, who was standing to the side, asked quietly, "Do you have any evidence for your speculation?"
Yang Lianzhen explained, "Because of the incident with Western Xia, this person knew that it would be difficult for him to be put in an important position in Mongolia. Then, he failed in the Gaochang Labyrinth. Everyone knew that his future was over, so it's normal for him to want to rebel. Plus, his martial arts are very high, which fits the description of the mysterious person who saved Guo Jing last night. That's why I suspect him."
"The Shuiyue Sect is famous for their sword techniques, but the person who saved Song Qingshu last night used a sword." Jin Bingyun had no relationship with the Shuiyue Sect. She only spoke up for him because she didn't want anyone else to take the blame for her.
"When one's martial arts reach a certain level, what's the difference between using a sword and a saber?" Yang Lianzhen continued, "Even if he didn't save Song Qingshu, he could have saved Guo Jing and the others."
"May I ask what kind of relationship I have with Guo Jing and the others? Why would I take such a big risk to save him?" Suddenly, a voice came. Everyone turned around and saw the tall figure of the Shuiyue Sect walk in.
It was Song Qingshu. He had already realized from Ya Lun that the identity of the Shuiyue Sect would bring him trouble. This was another important reason why he let Khubilai go.
Of course, he could just disappear and make the Water Moon Sect disappear without a trace. But in the future, he would need to use this identity for something, so he couldn't let it go to waste.
"Where did you go before?" Temujin's eyes were sinister and vicious, as if he would give the order to kill Temujin at the slightest disagreement. The Tongtian Shaman, on the other hand, had a playful look in his eyes. He did not understand why Song Qingshu would come at this time, and what was even more surprising was that the speed at which Song Qingshu was recovering was far beyond his expectations.
"I was injured earlier, so I found a place to recuperate. That's why I'm late." Song Qingshu didn't dare say that he was recuperating at home. He was afraid that these people had gone to his home to look for him.
"Oh, how did you get injured?" Hearing that he was injured, everyone involuntarily tensed up, their auras locked onto him.
Song Qingshu pointed to Tongtian Wu, who was sitting on the wall and watching from afar, and said, "After witnessing the Great Khan's heroism yesterday, I yearned for the realm of the Great Grandmaster very much. I was enlightened and secretly challenged Cult Master. Unfortunately, Cult Master's divine power was unparalleled, and I was still no match for him, so I was slightly injured."
"Challenged Cult Master?" Everyone turned to look at the Tongtian Shaman.
How could he not understand Song Qingshu's intentions? If he denied it now, Song Qingshu would definitely expose him on the spot. With no other choice, he gritted his teeth and admitted, "Yes, he came to challenge me last night."
"Then why didn't you say so earlier?" Temujin was obviously dissatisfied.
The Tongtian Shaman replied, "Because it's not a glorious thing, so I didn't say it."
"Not glorious?" Temujin continued to ask.
The Tongtian Shaman gritted his teeth and said, "Because I was also slightly injured in yesterday's match, so I didn't think it was glorious." Now that Temujin and the Sorcerer were both injured, it would be too much of an eyesore for him to be unscathed.
Everyone present gasped. Even Jin Bingyun blinked and looked at Song Qingshu. She couldn't believe that this person, who had once fled and was easily defeated by Fu Cailin, could injure the Tongtian Shaman.
"You were injured by him?" Temujin didn't believe it either.
The Tongtian Shaman replied, "Last night, when I was fighting with Song Qingshu, my breath was not in the right place. When the Shuiyue Clan came to find me, I didn't think too much of it. Who knew that they would become much stronger, so I was slightly injured."
Song Qingshu also replied in a timely manner, "You are too humble, Cult Master. If you had not shown mercy yesterday, I would have lost my life."
Hearing the implied meaning in his words, the Tongtian Shaman snorted but didn't refute it.
Temujin's anger turned to joy. "Hahaha, it's a good thing that a Great Master has made a breakthrough by watching a battle. I hope that in the future, Mongolia will have another Grandmaster, hahaha." Before, he had been cold to the Shuiyue Clan, but after learning that the Tongtian Shaman's strength had increased, his attitude immediately changed. This was how Mongolia was, everything was determined by strength. Of course, another reason why he was so happy was that he learned that the Tongtian Shaman had also been injured. Now that he knew that the Tongtian Shaman had also been injured, he could finally relax.
At this time, the Imperial Preceptor Ba Siba opened his mouth. "Last night, Song Qingshu escaped under such circumstances. The Great Khan and the Evil Master were both injured, and even the Cult Master was affected. This person is so young, it is truly frightening."
"Imperial Preceptor, there is no need to overestimate the morale of others and diminish your own. Last night, Song Qingshu used a forbidden technique similar to the Great Art of Demonic Disintegration, which is why he was able to temporarily unleash such a high level of combat power. This type of sorcery is extremely damaging to the body, and I'm afraid it will take him a long time to recover. On the other hand, the Great Khan, the Evil Master, and the others will be able to recover in a short period of time after recuperation.
Everyone in the hall agreed. Only the Tongtian Shaman's eyes flashed as he stared at Song Qingshu, who seemed to be completely fine. He thought to himself, "This guy doesn't look like he was injured at all!"
Temujin said. "No matter what, this boy must not be left alive, so I will have to trouble the two of you to find him. The Shuiyue Clan, you will cooperate with them as well."
"As you command." Song Qingshu, Li Chimei, and the others accepted the order. They wanted to use this opportunity to find Guo Jing and the others.
"Report, the Fourth Prince has arrived." A warrior came to report.
Temujin's face darkened. "Let him in!"
The others were about to leave, but Temujin signaled for them not to. "You are all my most trusted people. There is no need to hide from you."
Khubilai ran in and bowed, but before he could say anything, Temujin asked, "What were you doing at the Mengke Residence last night?"
Khubilai's face was also gloomy. He had wanted to get something, but in the end, he didn't get anything. He hurriedly reported what happened last night.
"Tuo Ya, a maid, is so daring?" Temujin snorted. "Were you alone with Ya Lun? Who else was there? "
A layer of cold sweat appeared on Khubilai's forehead. "I … I don't remember."
"Hmph!" Temujin's face was livid. "From today onwards, you are not allowed to go to the Mengke Residence. Also, take out two thousand households from your fief and give them to … to the Hongji Tribe."
Originally, he wanted to give them to Ya Lun's family, but he felt that such an arrangement would make people's imaginations run wild, so he changed his mind.
"Also, go pay your respects to your mother. It's about time she took care of the mess in your family."
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