Chapter 520: The Secrets of the National Teacher

perors in storybooks would willingly sacrifice their kingdoms for a beauty. If he could be with her, what difference did it make if he wasn't the prince"Your Highness!"Just when Qian Si Chen was about...Next, the National Master took out the celestial chart and placed it on the table, carefully manipulating it, but he still couldn't figure it out. After about an hour passed, he seemed to be getting impatient. For some reason, his left hand also began to tremble unconsciously. He used his right hand to press down on his left hand, but he couldn't stop it anyway. Finally, he collapsed and pushed the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table to the ground. Strangely, his originally black hair, under this fit of anger, for some reason, turned white all at once. His entire head was covered in silver hair, looking like a white-haired monster, aging instantly by ten years.

"No! No! No!" He clutched his white hair nervously, as if unable to believe any of it.

Perhaps the noise inside the house woke someone outside, or maybe he was so rushed when he came in that he forgot to close the door.

"Grand Master!"

Two attendants heard the commotion and rushed over. Seeing the door wide open, they didn't have time to think twice before charging in. Then, they witnessed a horrifying sight!

The National Teacher, who was originally just slightly gray-haired, now had completely silver hair. What's even more frightening is that his eyes seemed to have turned red, like the monstrous red-eyed, white-haired creatures described in storybooks.

"National... National Master..." The two attendants were dumbfounded, unable to believe what they saw. Of course, after coming to their senses, they realized what it meant and wanted to quietly slip away.

Unexpectedly, the national teacher materialized before them in a flash. His small eyes darted back and forth as he examined them: "What did you all see" His voice was calm and unemotional, as if nothing had just happened. However, his gaze seemed to devour them.

"As for Master's return, we...we didn't see anything..." The two attendants were terrified and quickly knelt down, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. At this moment, they regretted deeply why they had dared to barge in.

"Is that so The Grandmaster thinks you're lying! Lying is punishable!" As the Grandmaster finished speaking, he suddenly spread his hands and pressed them down forcefully on their heads.

I saw that something white seemed to emerge from the tops of their heads. Suddenly, their whole bodies began to tremble uncontrollably, and the shaking grew more intense. Finally, they slumped softly to the ground at the feet of the Grand Tutor. Their faces, which had once been filled with youthful vitality, now looked as withered and aged as those of eighty-year-olds.

The National Master didn't even glance at them. He picked up a red liquid that had already been prepared and drank it in one gulp. Then he sat cross-legged, his hands slowly channeling his qi. With each inhale and exhale, something magical happened: his once silver hair gradually turned black, leaving only a small tuft of white hair at his temples. He looked over ten years younger than before.

However, this scene was just witnessed by another unlucky servant who had stumbled in. He came to his senses and turned around in terror, wanting to escape. Unfortunately, before he could even take a step out, a searing pain struck his chest, making him gasp for air. He instinctively lowered his head and saw a bloody hand piercing through his chest. At that moment, fear and despair were etched across his eyes!

"Since they came knocking on my door, don't blame the National Master!" With a sudden yank of his bloody hand backward, the National Master revealed a heart dripping with blood.

"Ugh!" The man's eyes widened, and in the instant pain struck, his breath ceased.

"Master!" At that moment, the National Teacher's disciple, A-yi, also heard the commotion and hurried over. Though what he saw shocked him, he did not show fear but calmly took a handkerchief and offered it to the National Teacher.

It seems that this kind of thing has happened before.

“Clean this up, and tell them an assassin broke in last night. Just give them some money to settle down!” The Grand Tutor placed the seemingly still-beating heart aside, wiping his blood-stained hands with a silk handkerchief with a calm expression as if he was giving a mundane order.

"Yes! This disciple remembers!" Ai knelt on the ground, skillfully wiping the bloodstains on the floor, as if such things were commonplace to him.

"Take this to the alchemy room!" The Grand Tutor pointed at the heart again.

"Yes!" Ai quickly glanced at the heart and then lowered her head to continue wiping the floor.

Xiao Yuge was shocked to hear that Qin Hanzheng had died right in front of the emperor. She decided to go to Qianyiji Pavilion to find Ye Gege, hoping to get some clarification. However, just halfway there, she was stopped by someone. It seemed like trouble!

Strangely, this time it wasn't some masked figures in black, but a group of women!

“You are Xiao Yuge” The woman in yellow, leading the way, held a portrait in her hand and walked closer to Xiao Yuge. When she clearly saw Xiao Yuge’s appearance, she was startled first, then snorted coldly: “Sure enough, you look like a flirtatious vixen!”

"So what Are you jealous" Xiao Yuge raised an eyebrow, seemingly brushing dust off her skirt, but in reality, she was signaling to the people in the shadows. Without her permission, they were not allowed to make a move.

At least let her know what these people are doing. Judging by their appearance, they seem to be from some sort of sect. We need to figure out which sect they belong to and then decide whether or not to let them go.

“With a face like that, it’s truly enviable. But wait till my dear self scars your face, you won’t be so smug anymore!” The woman in yellow narrowed her eyes, a cold smile curling on her lips, as if she had already seen Xiao Yuge’s face marred with scars.

"Just you" Xiao Yuge's phoenix eyes slowly swept across the crowd, she extended a finger and shook it lightly: "Give me your names. I, Xiao Yuge, do not kill nameless people!"

"Xiao Yuge, you're quite arrogant, aren't you I'd like to see if you can still be so arrogant later! When the time comes and you're out of breath, I'll naturally tell you who we are!" The woman in yellow waved her hand, and the six women in blue beside her immediately surrounded Xiao Yuge.

Seeing their attire, Xiao Yuge pondered for a moment, seeming to have guessed their identities: "Qingyi Gate I didn't expect such a small Qingyi Gate to dare to be so brazen in the capital!"

"You actually know about the Qingyi Men" The woman in yellow was clearly surprised. She hadn't expected that Xiao Yuge, a young lady who lived a sheltered life, would know about their Qingyi Men.

Xiao Yu Ge cleared her throat and said in a loud voice: "The female disciples of the Qingyi Men are all one kind, from a small sect. On a daily basis, they engage in the activities of male thieves and female prostitutes. Relying on the large number of female disciples in their sect, they specialize in seducing people with their beauty, and then robbing them of money and women. The men are left behind as forced labor, while the women are sold to brothels as prostitutes. In this way, you can be considered a major scourge in the martial arts world." However, everyone felt that the Qingyi Men was too small and were unwilling to swallow it up.of punishment: "Little rascal! Don't ever leave me notes like this again or I'll chain you up!"What terrified him most was the thought that one day she might just leave a note and disappear, never to...