95: Chapter 95 The Shen Family Emblem, Buried on Emperor Island!!

Nine Thunder Dragons of the Saint King Realm pulled the imperial carriage, breaking through the waves atop the sea of clouds.

The interior space of the imperial carriage was vast, and the Spiritual Qi was so abundant it had almost condensed into mist.

Lin Yi sat cross-legged in the main seat, eyes closed as he digested the Cultivation method of the Secret of Jie.

One of the Nine Secrets.

Just thinking about it made one's scalp tingle.

Once activated, speed, strength, Divine Sense, and Law comprehension would all increase tenfold across the board.

If this thing were put up for auction, it would be enough to make all the Quasi-Emperors in the Three Thousand Dao Domains fight to the death over it.

And he had just gotten it for free like this.

Ah, no, it was a hundredfold return.

The nature of it was completely different.

Lin Yi opened his eyes and scanned the people inside the imperial carriage.

Su Yuxi sat cross-legged to his right, eyes closed as she regulated her breathing.

Under the nourishment of the emperor heart lotus, her Innate Dao Fetus had already reached Minor Achievement; her aura was steady and restrained, with a faint air of composure that seemed to look down upon all Daos.

After her Breakthrough to the Venerable Realm, her entire temperament had changed.

More cold and elegant.

More sharp and fierce.

But occasionally, when she opened her eyes to look at Lin Yi, a faint trace of soft light would appear in those phoenix eyes.

Chu Wanqing sat on the soft couch of the imperial carriage, holding the world-suppressing imperial zither in her arms.

Her fingers idly plucked the zither strings, occasionally producing a few clear and melodious notes.

With every pluck, she would steal a glance at Lin Yi.

When caught by Lin Yi's gaze, she would hurriedly turn her face away.

The tips of her ears were so red they looked like they could bleed.

Shen Qingyue sat quietly in the corner, digesting the Divine Thought imprint of the Ancient Desolate Scripture.

Her face was as cold and clear as the moon, and her body emitted faint ripples of Dao Rhyme.

Under the nourishment of the Ancient Desolate Scripture, her Primordial Dao Body began to slowly recover, and her aura was more than a level stronger than before entering the Secret Realm.

As for Xu Chen.

This guy was hugging a miniature version of the ancient desolate hall, leaning against a pillar of the imperial carriage, his snoring loud enough to shake the heavens.

Drool was pooling on the floor.

Sleeping with an extreme dao imperial weapon as a pillow.

In all the Three Thousand Dao Domains, only this fat guy would do such a thing.

Lin Yi glanced at him and shook his head.

Then, he took out a jade box from his Storage Ring.

After opening it.

Ten stalks of top-grade Imperial Herbs were neatly arranged inside, each emitting an intoxicating medicinal fragrance.

This was the loot obtained as compensation from the Wang Family.

To be precise, it was extorted from that old thing, Wang Shuo.

Collect the herbs first, then kill the person.

This business deal was simply incredibly profitable.

“Everyone, wake up.”

Lin Yi spoke.

Chu Wanqing was the first to look up, her eyes sparkling.

“Brother Lin Yi, what's wrong?”

Su Yuxi and Shen Qingyue also opened their eyes.

Xu Chen was still snoring.

Lin Yi raised his foot and kicked him.

“Get up, time to distribute the goods.”

Xu Chen suddenly sprang up, reflexively hiding the ancient desolate hall in his arms.

“Who? Who's stealing my imperial weapon?”

After seeing clearly it was Lin Yi, he breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled.

“Big brother, you scared me to death.”

Lin Yi didn't bother with him and took out four stalks of imperial herbs from the jade box.

“One for each person, take them yourselves.”

Xu Chen's eyes instantly widened into circles.

“top-grade Imperial Herbs?!”

He scurried over, carefully pinching one with two fat fingers and bringing it to his nose to take two deep sniffs.

“So fragrant! Big brother, I love you!”

After saying that, he hugged the imperial herb and ran two circles inside the imperial carriage.

Chu Wanqing couldn't take it anymore and stuck out her leg to trip him.

Xu Chen stumbled and almost fell flat on his face.

“What's with the commotion? You're making the imperial carriage wobble.”

“Be careful not to damage my zither with the vibrations!”

Xu Chen hugged the imperial herb and sat back down sheepishly.

Su Yuxi and Shen Qingyue each took one as well.

There were no unnecessary pleasantries.

Having spent a long time with Lin Yi, they had grown accustomed to this man's way of doing things.

If it's given to you, take it.

If it's not given, don't even ask.

Lin Yi put away the remaining six stalks of imperial herbs.

Saving them for future use.

He looked through the fragments of relics left behind after the immortal burial coffin refined Wang Teng.

Most of the items had been completely melted away during the refinement, leaving nothing of value.

But one thing caught his attention.

A ragged piece of animal hide.

It was palm-sized with charred edges, looking as if it had been scorched by some terrifying power.

A fragmented map was drawn upon it.

It marked a strange sea region.

The lines were intermittent, and most of the content was already blurred and illegible.

But in the bottom-left corner of the map, an ancient and blurred character was carved.

Shen!

Lin Yi's pupils constricted slightly.

He flipped the animal hide over and looked at it carefully once more.

He hadn't misread it.

It was the Shen Family emblem.

This piece of animal hide was hidden among Wang Teng's relics; it was very likely that Wang Teng had obtained it by chance from some Opportunity.

Given Wang Teng's personality, he probably hadn't looked into it deeply.

But for Shen Qingyue, the significance of this animal hide was likely heavier than a thousand jun.

Lin Yi stood up and walked over to Shen Qingyue.

“Qingyue.”

Shen Qingyue looked up, her cold gaze meeting his.

Lin Yi handed over the animal hide.

“Take a look at this.”

Shen Qingyue took the animal hide, her gaze falling upon it.

Initially, her expression was quite calm.

But when she saw the character “Shen” in the bottom-left corner...

Her whole body felt like it had been struck by lightning.

Her breathing suddenly became rapid.

The fingers holding the animal hide were trembling violently.

Her knuckles turned white.

The atmosphere inside the imperial carriage suddenly became heavy.

Both Su Yuxi and Chu Wanqing noticed the anomaly and looked over at the same time.

Xu Chen also stopped his silly grinning and sat up straight.

“This is...”

Shen Qingyue's voice trembled slightly.

On that face which was always icy, an undisguised emotional fluctuation appeared for the first time.

Her lips were pursed into a line.

The rims of her eyes turned red.

But no tears fell.

She gently rubbed the character “Shen” with her fingertip, as if touching a long-broken memory.

“This is indeed my Shen Family's emblem.”

Her voice was terribly hoarse.

“The design... it's an ancient message-transmitting animal hide that only direct descendants of the Shen Family are qualified to use.”

She pointed to the sea region marked on the map.

“This area... I've seen it in the clan's ancient records.”

“It's called Burial Emperor Island.”

“A forbidden zone of life suspended above the Three Thousand Dao Domains.”

“Even Great Emperors do not dare to enter lightly.”

She paused, her voice becoming even lower.

“According to ancient records, Burial Emperor Island only approaches the Three Thousand Dao Domains once every million years.”

“And the truth of my Shen Family's destruction...”

“...is very likely hidden there.”

The interior of the imperial carriage was silent.

Only the low rumbling of the Thunder Dragons shuttling through the clouds could be heard.

Shen Qingyue looked up at Lin Yi.

Her gaze was no longer the cold detachment of the past.

In those eyes surged some extremely complex emotions.

There was unwillingness.

There was hatred.

And a kind of desperate gamble, placing all trust and hope in another.

“Lin Yi, I...”

Lin Yi didn't let her finish her sentence.

He reached out and put away the animal hide map.

“Rest assured.”

“Regarding the Shen Family's matters, I will accompany you to investigate them to the very end.”

Only twelve characters.

But every word carried immense weight.

Shen Qingyue stared at him blankly.

After a long while.

She lowered her eyelids and gave a soft “mm.”

The sound was very soft.

But everyone in the imperial carriage heard it clearly.

Chu Wanqing leaned into Su Yuxi's ear and whispered.

“Sister Yu Xi, isn't Brother Lin Yi especially handsome whenever he says things like that?”

Su Yuxi ignored her.

But the corner of her mouth twitched.

It was the kind of movement that curved upward.