Published: March 7, 2025
Chapter 206: Holding Hands, Becoming Friends
Nine Heavens imperial seat sayings: People are a curious thing. Sometimes, no matter how hard you try to make someone remember something, repeating it a thousand times, they will inevitably forget. Yet at other times, a casual remark can stick with them, and they can derive many meanings from it. If you can grasp any one of those meanings, defeating them becomes as easy as flipping your hand.
Gu Duxing walked in front, while Chu Yang followed behind. Gu Duxing had a very obvious action, seemingly instinctive; while checking each carriage, his hand would rest on it, gliding past unconsciously...
During this process, Cheng Yunhe followed closely behind, stepping in the snow with a crunch, slowly inspecting the side of the horse team.
As they passed each carriage, Gu Duxing would shake his head or nod, exchanging glances with Chu Yang.
No discoveries.
They searched until the last carriage, but still found nothing.
Chu Yang paused, surprised.
There were absolutely no traces of life among these carriages. And the one who had fled from the throne, given the injuries that day, definitely could not move on his own! This meant he could not be hiding within the group. What was going on?
Could it be that due to the severity of his injuries, he stayed in Iron Cloud City?
With a smile, Cheng Yunhe caught up, saying, "What does the young master need? Just take it, no need to be polite."
Chu Yang fixed his gaze on him, pondering for a long time before slowly replying, "You should know what I want. No need for veiled words; why bother with such pretenses in front of me?"
Cheng Yunhe smiled faintly, a hint of sadness in his expression, and said, "I naturally know, but I am powerless."
"Oh? Where is he?" Chu Yang asked heavily.
"Right here," Cheng Yunhe sighed deeply, saying, "Unfortunately, you can never get him again!"
"I would like to hear more!" Chu Yang's eyes sparkled, and a possibility arose in his heart; could it be such a coincidence?
"The throne has... passed away!" Tears welled up in Cheng Yunhe's eyes, his voice hoarse. "We have come to assist in the return of the spirit..."
"Dead?" Chu Yang murmured. The throne that Kong Heartache had desperately saved that day had actually died silently?
"Where's the body?" Gu Duxing rolled his eyes.
"The body..." Cheng Yunhe furiously replied, "Do you really want to show disrespect to the deceased?"
"You say he's dead, so he's dead?" Gu Duxing retorted coldly, "I haven't seen anything!"
All the experts around them placed their hands on their sword hilts, their faces filled with anger. The incident with Yin Wufa taking the Dream Soul Elixir was known only to Cheng Yunhe; the others knew only that the shadow throne was dead and were filled with grief and indignation. Hearing that this fellow wanted to desecrate the dead filled them with righteous fury.
Chu Yang's gaze flickered as he said, "Hearing is one thing; seeing is believing. You must understand that your words cannot convince us! We do not have that kind of friendship yet. If you do not present the person, I fear that more than a hundred of you will accompany you to die in a foreign land in this icy world!"
"Fine!" Cheng Yunhe's eyes flickered as he made a bold decision at that moment. "Follow me!"
He strode confidently to the second carriage and said, "The shadow throne... is inside."
The base of the carriage opened, revealing a solid block of wood, nearly two feet thick. When he lifted the top board, a chilling gust of air rushed out.
Inside, there were blocks of ice, and amidst the ice, a thin figure in black lay motionless, eyes tightly closed.
This person's body showed no signs of life, clearly a corpse! The method of enclosing the body in ice was a complete protective measure.
Frost covered the face and hair of the figure in black. If he were alive, there would be no way he could be devoid of body heat...
Chu Yang took a closer look, recognizing him as the person who had captured him to extract confessions that day!
He really was dead?!