Master of Strange Dao

"Not at all, not at all..."

Song Chengyue hastily persuaded.

Why are they all so crazy?

"I, from Jinlan Mountain, have developed a Magical Treasure that can determine whether a person has cultivated that special Incarnation Technique.

Unfortunately, it cannot discern whether it is the original person or an incarnation."

Song Chengyue let out a sigh of relief and silently revised his earlier judgment.

Those dead eunuchs are both crazy and stupid.

This Number Seven is indeed crazy, but at least not stupid.

"I can give you one of these Magical Treasures first."

"Then... thank you." Song Chengyue didn't even dare to decline politely as he truly wanted it.

Just hearing this news had made him restless.

He did not know if any of his subordinates were planted spies that he couldn't distinguish as incarnations.

How was he to proceed with his tasks at hand?

"I can hold back this news for a few more days, giving you time to do what you want.

As for helping you with the Sealing of Dadui, that's not a big issue.

All you need to do is to help me find out who the real Cui Changping is, as well as the person who previously kidnapped Qing Ziyu – both his real body and his incarnation.

Just find out that much.

If this matter is resolved, everything else will be easy to talk about."

"Good, we have an agreement." Song Chengyue decisively accepted the task.

He already had a lead, tracing it back from those dead eunuchs, there were sure to be clues.

Though the Infinite Sect was at the bottom of the major sects, it was still a major sect.

Letting an incarnation become the master of a major sect was more than taboo.

It was like courting death.

All the major sects would stand united on this issue.

However, since the matter was going to be revealed, he needed to inform Emperor Qian first and ask for his opinion.

"By the way, even if I don't reveal it, quite a few people already know, whether they will speak of it or not, well, that I don't know."

As he was leaving, Yu Ziqing added another line.

Song Chengyue felt a sinking feeling, recognizing that this matter could not be stopped.

Opening his eyes, he immediately got up, ready to head straight for the palace city.

But upon leaving the government office, he took a different route and left the city.

Racing all the way to the Wilderness, he immediately went completely into hiding and disappeared.

Three days later, he returned to the Capital City of Daqian and headed directly for the palace city.

Walking on the road, waiting to be summoned, Song Chengyue was still deep in thought.

When he sees Emperor Qian, should he mention this matter or not?

He kept pondering and speculating whether this matter had anything to do with Emperor Qian.

Discovering those dead eunuchs, he could throw the blame on Dali, claiming he believed those men were from Dali, and indeed, the living witnesses had said they were from Dali.

This secret, being uncovered by a subordinate, was still within an "acceptable" range.

But if Cui Changping was also related to Emperor Qian, then it was no longer within the "acceptable" range.

Then again, upon reflection, since the matter was no longer a secret and bound to explode sooner or later.

Whether it was related or not, he had to report it as his own achievement.

If not, it showed that he, the Commander, was capable; if so, it also showed he, the Commander, was capable of providing time to respond.

Shortly after, a little eunuch, meek and obedient, led Song Chengyue inside.

Upon meeting Emperor Qian, the attendants withdrew, and Song Chengyue then spoke.

"Your Majesty, I have already spoken with the person from Jinlan Mountain.

They do not have much love or hate for Dadui, indifferent to whether it's carried out or not.

They are also willing to make a trade; they only seek revenge.

Once their issue is settled, they will come to help with all their might.

I agreed on our behalf, and to show sincerity, they shared a big secret first.

The Sect Master of Infinite Sect, Cui Changping, is actually an incarnation."

Emperor Qian lifted his head with a sharp gaze towards the reporting Song Chengyue below.

"According to Jinlan Mountain, this big secret has already been known by several powers.

I knew that the news could not be suppressed, so I hurried back to present it to Your Majesty.

Please decide what to do."

Song Chengyue bowed his head, and Emperor Qian watched him for a long while.

"You've done well. I have already made it clear that this matter is yours to handle; there is no need for you to report everything, you can make your own decisions."

"I understand."

Song Chengyue's expression was grave as he left.

Once out of the palace city, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

He knew his actions were somewhat inappropriate.

Those words were tantamount to telling Emperor Qian,

"There's a Ninth Tier incarnation who has become a sect master; if this incarnation is yours, Your Majesty, you should start preparing early."

Because the news can't be kept secret, it will definitely cause a commotion later on.

Emperor Qian didn't say it outright, but he implied, "You handle it all, don't report every little thing to me."

In other words, this matter has nothing to do with him.

Song Chengyue breathed a sigh of relief.

The interests involved here were just too great.

Dadui's return, opening the Tenth Tier path, the Ninth Tier incarnation, and so on...

All this information put together, he could see at a glance that someone was paving their own Tenth Tier path.

Without Emperor Qian's explicit consent, how could he dare to proceed with the following tasks?

Even with his understanding of Emperor Qian, he was 99% sure it was not Emperor Qian's doing.

The Incarnation Technique, however perfect, was a huge flaw created by the person themselves.

With Emperor Qian's lofty aspirations and great ambition, he certainly would not leave his own huge flaw exposed.

Nor would he allow his Ninth Tier incarnation to be sent to its death.

But no matter how much he knew or understood, Song Chengyue did not dare to gamble even on the slightest possibility.

No matter what, he had to ask first.