Capítulo 1565: Chapter 689: Zhi Yan Receives the News! A Shocking Secret!
At this moment, Queen Zhiyan is not in the Rage Wave Kingdom; she has gone to the Sky Holy Palace to further her martial arts studies.
So now it is Duke Zhiao who is residing at the Princess’s residence.
The informant was quickly brought before Zhiao (Ling Ao).
“Who are you?” Zhiao asked coldly. “Lift your hood.”
The person lifted their hood, but it was as if nothing had been revealed. Because the face was exceedingly ordinary, with almost no distinct features—just a mere faceless passerby.
“Who are you?” Zhiao asked again.
“The Duke doesn’t need to know who I am,” the informant laughed. “Where is Her Majesty the Queen?”
“She’s not here,” Zhiao replied. “You can tell me just the same.”
“That’s impossible. This secret can only be shared with Her Majesty the Queen,” the informant said.
Zhiao said, “Then you will have to wait; Her Majesty the Queen will not return for another six months.”
The informant said, “Your Grace can take me to see Her Majesty the Queen.”
Zhiao said, “The place where she is, you cannot go, nor can I.”
The informant said, “This matter is of the utmost urgency, concerning countless lives. If delayed, you will regret it immensely.”
Zhiao stayed silent, continuing to sit quietly, even calmly sipping tea.
After quite a while, the informant said, “Soran, the World-ending Demon Emperor, he’s not dead!”
Upon hearing this, Zhiao was as if struck by lightning, instantly frozen in place, losing all response.
“Crack…” Suddenly, the cup in his hand was crushed into pieces.
Then Zhiao’s handsome face twitched with difficulty, revealing a cold smile, “Are you joking? Countless people saw Soran’s demise clearly; even his corpse was burnt.”
The informant coldly laughed, “He has revived in the Demon Territory and is rising swiftly. Just recently, he led his army to defeat a hundred-thousand-strong demon army, and soon he will likely become the absolute ruler of over a million square kilometers.”
Undoubtedly, this informant was not sent by Meng Tuoluo.
From the Southern Barbaric Lands to the Human Kingdom, it would take ordinary strong men at least a month or two unless it’s the Dragon Temple.
Moreover, the latest information the informant received was that Lanling had just defeated Nai Shu’s hundred-thousand-strong army, which was nearly two months ago.
So, the informant began heading north from the Southern Barbaric Lands over a month ago.
Who exactly is this informant?
Why do they know Lanling is Soran?
“Southern Barbaric Lands, the Rakshasa Domain, the Chief of the Flame Demon Tribe, Lanling, is the allegedly deceased World-ending Demon Emperor Soran,” the informant coldly laughed, “If you don’t believe me, you can go to the Southern Barbaric Lands yourself. You’ll recognize him at a glance. Although his appearance and body have changed, he still retains much of his original aura.”
Zhiao’s gaze coldly fixed on the informant in front of him, saying, “Who are you really? Who do you work for?”
“Hehe…” the informant replied with a cold smile.
Zhiao said, “What do you want?”
The informant said, “What I want, you cannot give.”
Zhiao asked, “Who else have you told this secret to?”
The informant said, “Such top-secret information, of course, I haven’t told anyone else.”
Zhiao closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them and got up to say, “I’ll get you ten thousand gold coins, whether you need them or not. It’s what you deserve.”
With that, Zhiao departed.
After he left, the informant’s mouth curled into a cold smile, standing motionless.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh…” Eight masters from the Demon Continent surged in at ghost-like speed.
In just three seconds, the informant was directly dismembered.
In the Rage Wave Kingdom, at a secret courtyard in Wangcheng Zidu.
The prodigy of the Dragon Temple, direct descendant of the Sky Priest, Ba Zhou’s young master Huai Bingyi crouched on the ground, tending to the flowers in the garden.
A gust of wind blew, causing the petals in front of him to tremble lightly.
A gray shadow appeared in the courtyard and knelt before Huai Bingyi.
“How did it go?” Huai Bingyi asked.
“Zhiao killed the informant,” the gray shadow replied. “Whether he will go to tell Queen Zhiyan is unclear.”
The gray shadow continued, “Couldn’t we just send someone directly to tell Queen Zhiyan?”
Huai Bingyi shook his head.
The gray shadow said, “Should we send someone to the Southern Barbaric Lands to eliminate Lanling?” Follow current novᴇls on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⚑𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖⚑𝕟𝕖𝕥
“Fool!” Huai Bingyi rebuked coldly, “Who is our greatest enemy?”
The gray shadow immediately bowed their head, “Forgive me, Master, I was ignorant.”
Huai Bingyi said, “When Soran was killed, all factions of the Dragon Temple sent people. After Soran’s death, the Dragon Temple held a grand celebration. Now, if someone reveals that Soran isn’t dead, what do you think will happen?”
The gray shadow said, “All factions of the Dragon Temple would publicly praise the Master, but privately they would be very uncomfortable, feeling you have embarrassed them.”
Huai Bingyi said, “Fu Lingxi, that bitch, needs to discover the achievements of Yao Xing. I don’t need them, understand?”
“Yes!” the gray shadow replied.
Huai Bingyi said, “Now do you know what Soran, or rather, so-called Lanling, is to us at this moment?”
The gray shadow said, “An immense accomplishment.”
“Exactly!” Huai Bingyi said, “He is not yet strong enough to qualify as a major threat to the Dragon Temple. Pigs need to be fattened before slaughter, so…”