Monarch Night
Chapter 153 - 111: A Brain is a Good Thing [Extra - for Alliance Hierarch Gaffey Who Loves to Smile]

Chapter 153: Chapter 111: A Brain is a Good Thing [Extra Chapter for Alliance Hierarch Gaffey Who Loves to Smile]

Guan Shan Du breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as Brother Yin steps in, there’s no reason it can’t be done."

Guan Shan Du was well aware that the only one who could help him now was the Yin Shen Palace.

After all, this was the territory of the Yixin Sect.

Bei Mingxin was recovering here, so they had to give the Yin Shen Palace some face, no matter what.

Only now did the Yin Shen Palace have the time to look at Fang Che’s message, replying with just a few words: "Ensure safety at all costs!"

Whose safety to ensure?

The Yin Shen Palace did not say.

But Fang Che didn’t respond further.

He knew very well that this meant Mu Lin Yuan had to stay with him during this period; even the Yin Shen Palace was powerless to take him away.

He could only wait for Mu Lin Yuan to heal and find a chance to leave on his own.

Fang Che sighed; for now, he could only hope that the Guardian higher-ups wouldn’t be so foolish.

He had no means to even touch a single hair.

...

An hour later, Bei Mingxin walked out of the secret healing chamber with a gloomy face.

The wound on his chest had partially healed, but a transparent hole was still quite visible.

The Yin Shen Palace and Guan Shan Du were waiting at the door. Upon seeing Bei Mingxin, they suddenly felt a sharp spear intent rush out from the wound.

It came head-on.

The two couldn’t help but squint their eyes, a look of shock in their eyes.

This was spear intent!

Just the residue from the wound was so sharp.

If it were an ordinary person without cultivation, the spear intent emanating from Bei Mingxin’s wound would be enough to kill them!

The three main bodyguards were not by his side, still healing in the secret chamber. Now, accompanying Bei Mingxin were four other people from the Law Enforcement Hall of the headquarters.

The Vice Sect Hierarch of the Yixin Sect, Ren Zhongyuan, was also following by his side, serving carefully.

He emerged with an overwhelming sense of pressure.

Bei Mingxin looked at Guan Shan Du like he was looking at an enemy, the coldness starting to ooze from his body bit by bit.

The Yin Shen Palace coughed, stepped forward, and said, "Lord Bei is seriously injured; at such a time, do not get angry. Sect Master Guan has been waiting here for quite some time."

Guan Shan Du stepped forward, "Subordinate Guan Shan Du of the San Sheng Sect greets Lord Bei."

Bei Mingxin first glanced at the Yin Shen Palace, then rolled his eyes back to Guan Shan Du, trying to keep his voice calm, the kind that wouldn’t stir his internal organs.

"Guan Shan Du, your San Sheng Sect, is managed really well, huh."

Bei Mingxin’s voice had almost no fluctuation, but it was sinister, full of malice.

Sweat immediately appeared on Guan Shan Du’s forehead, "It’s my subordinate management inadequacy."

"You must continue managing like this, trying to turn all your bases and branches into bait and traps for the Guardians, then invite the Sect Leader and others to come and step into it."

Bei Mingxin said sinisterly.

"I dare not! I will definitely change and make a vigorous rectification, similar situations will never happen again."

"You dare not? I think you dare a lot!"

Bei Mingxin was furious, "Guan Shan Du, this altar master suspects you’re deliberately framing me?"

"Absolutely not!"

Such an accusation was too severe.

With a thud, Guan Shan Du fell to his knees, "Lord Bei, please observe rightly."

The Yin Shen Palace sighed, bowing forward, "Lord Bei, well... Actually, our sects below are also in a difficult position. Having developed forces, they need to contribute to the sect, but having fought on the lower levels yourself, you know that those below us, what they do often can’t withstand investigation."

"Unless they remain inactive, the Guardians would not suspect; once suspicion arises, upon investigation, regardless of actions, fund flows, or other arrangements... they can hardly remain hidden."

"And it’s common to be noticed without knowing it, after all, the Guardians are experts, but our sect’s strength is more like the lowest-level bases like incense halls, so for them to realize they are being monitored is practically impossible."

The Yin Shen Palace said, "So this time, it’s really... a massive accident."

His eyes turned slightly, "Ever since the incident, I’ve also been inquiring, even the Guardians didn’t know about Jinshe Spear Dong Changfeng hiding over there, and everyone believed he was already dead... cough, cough, Lord Bei you just happened to catch the wrong time..."

Bei Mingxin’s chest heaved with anger.

In truth, he knew that this matter was not much related to Guan Shan Du, at most a management failure.

But someone had to be blamed, and besides, wasn’t leadership responsibility significant?

In any case, it was impossible to directly eliminate Guan Shan Du.

Not a crime worthy of death.

Initially, after hearing the front part of the Yin Shen Palace’s speech, he intended to just beat Guan Shan Du as a penalty, but the last sentence from the Yin Shen Palace clearly meant it was his bad luck?

That he fell into a trap of the San Sheng Sect?

Damn... I have to give you some face while I’m healing in the Yixin Sect, but what face do I have to give Guan Shan Du?

"Poison Dragon Whip!"

Bei Mingxin said through gritted teeth, "Guan Shan Du failed to discipline his subordinates and manage effectively, as a sect master made no contributions; his subordinates were infiltrated without knowing, resulting in fellow brothers falling into deadly traps, the high-ups falling into danger zones, not punishing him severely will not serve as a warning. Fifty lashes of the Poison Dragon Whip, to serve as an example to others!"

"If repeated, execute on the spot!"

With a cold sentence, Guan Shan Du collapsed onto the ground, "Lord Bei, spare my life..."

The Poison Dragon Whip, as the name suggests, is a special whip, full of tiny barbs. If hit with malice, the first lash could rip a piece of flesh off the body!

It is the foremost divine instrument of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect’s Law Enforcement Hall.

After fifty lashes, it’s estimated that there would be no flesh left on Guan Shan Du’s body.

"Take him away!"

Two men came out from behind Bei Mingxin, lifted Guan Shan Du, sealed his cultivation, and led him away for punishment.

The sounds of whipping began to ring out, with bits of flesh and blood flying.

Amidst the screams of Guan Shan Du.

"Yin Shen Palace... is this how you... pleaded for me!?"

Guan Shan Du’s voice, full of heartache and grief.

Soon turned into a wail.

Ren Zhongyuan looked at the Yin Shen Palace with eyes in which a bit more wariness quietly crept in.

Bei Mingxin, with a pained expression, clutching his chest, finally took a breath and said, "Zhongyuan, you come."

Ren Zhongyuan strode forth.

"Sect Leader Yin, I’m entrusting Zhongyuan to you."

Bei Mingxin’s eyes flickered like ghost fire, enunciating each word, "If he offends you, beat and scold him as you see fit, just leave him alive."

The Yin Shen Palace laughed heartily, "Lord Bei exaggerates, Zhongyuan and I have been cooperating seamlessly for three hundred years. Since Zhongyuan came to the Yixin Sect, he has helped me solve countless problems, and is the most capable assistant of my Yin Shen Palace. How could there be such a thing as Lord Bei speaks of."

He said warmly, "Zhongyuan, I know you’re close to Lord Bei, but in front of Lord Bei, you mustn’t sue me, I’ve always treated you well."

Ren Zhongyuan respectfully said, "Subordinate dares not, subordinate thanks Master Bei for his care."

Bei Mingxin closed his eyes, speaking softly, "As long as you both remember. I’ll go back to heal now."

Ren Zhongyuan bowed to the Yin Shen Palace, "Subordinate takes leave for now."

The Yin Shen Palace waved amiably, "Hahaha, what’s there to report? You serve Lord Bei well. Don’t worry about anything else."

Watching Bei Mingxin and others return to the secret chamber, the Yin Shen Palace’s face maintained a kind smile, hands behind his back, seemingly relaxed and leisurely strolling in the courtyard, occasionally lifting his eyes to enjoy the scenery, in a state of ease.

But in his heart, he was cursing Bei Mingxin and Ren Zhongyuan hundreds and thousands of times!

"Old geezer! Old bastard, damn it, how could you not say no matter what spare my life!?"

"You just let me keep Ren Zhongyuan’s life? If Zhongyuan rebels and kills me, it’ll be for nothing?"

"If my Yin Shen Palace spares him, then what the hell am I doing as the Yixin Sect Leader!"

...

In Baiyun State, the crackdown on the Demon Sect was in full swing.

Thousands had already been captured.

And several thousand more refused arrest and were killed on the spot.

However, those captured were also dying in batches; some died before interrogation, some during interrogation.

Anyway, once the interrogation started, death was the result.

Currently, more than two thousand are still detained, those yet to be interrogated.

But everyone knows that these people, unless released, are doomed to die sooner or later.

They all have the Five Spirits Gu in their bodies.

With a single thought, they’re done.

Even if released, they’re likely doomed to die as well.

Because the Demon Sect no longer trusts them.

And for those without the Five Spirits Gu, nothing significant can be extracted from the interrogation.

"Just a cleansing of Baiyun State."

Chen Ru Hai and others were somewhat disappointed.

Across Baiyun State, many things had happened, with all forces now concentrated within the city, attention to outside was minimal.

Reports did come from below, citing the discovery of several corpses of Yixin Sect and Heavenly God Sect members outside the city, seemingly killed by mutual slaughter...

The Guardian Hall paid no mind.

Infighting among Demon Sect members was not uncommon, so what was strange?

As for the explosion at the Sun Family’s Ancestral Tomb, and matters regarding repairing the ancestral tomb... those below didn’t even bother reporting — what’s that about?

A normal, wealthy peasant family in the countryside repairing their ancestral tomb, what’s so strange about that?

So the Guardian Hall simply wasn’t aware.

Chen Ru Hai and Fan Tiantiao were busy to the point of flying, both frustrated and exhausted, because this had been a major incident in Baiyun State. Losing nearly ten thousand lives in such a large city at once was monumental!

The two were severely overwhelmed...

But...

At the Guardian Headquarters.

Dongfang Sansan was very pleased: "At least we have control over those we managed to capture. It doesn’t matter if they died."

"How so?"

"The main goal of this operation was that the Ancient Jade didn’t fall into the hands of the Wei Wo Zheng Sect, and that’s the greatest success. As for those captured and dead, they’re just incidental."

Dongfang Sansan was full of confidence.

"Is that so? But how do you know that the Wei Wo Zheng Sect didn’t get it?"

"If the Wei Wo Zheng Sect got their hands on it, Bei Mingxin wouldn’t have been exposed."

In a lighthearted mood, Dongfang Sansan even joked, patting Xue Fuxiao on the shoulder, "Little Xue, a brain is a good thing."