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Especially now, Lord Jing has already retreated bravely amidst the rushing currents, attending court sporadically, as if he’s already in retirement.

Plus, with his increasingly tactful conduct, his old opponents at least no longer openly confront him, waiting for him to retire naturally and exit the political stage.

Thus, it was unexpected for Lord Jing to appear in court on a non-assembly day.

However, such subtle expressions were fleeting.

”Old Jing, long time no see! The last we met was at your tea party half a month ago, wasn’t it? How are your old bones holding up?”

A white-haired, long-haired youth walks over here with a smile.

Though he appears youthful, he has skin smooth as white jade with an unusual beauty.

Behind the youth, several people follow silently, each strikingly handsome or beautiful. If seen by uninformed onlookers, they might mistake them for some boy group or idol ensemble.

But Lord Jing would not dare be negligent.

His eyes narrowed slightly, softly reminding his adopted daughter.

”Commander of the Demon Blade Army.”

No need to say much; the identity immediately made the adopted daughter, Jing Hanxiu’s pupils shrink abruptly, her body trembling as she looked at the white-haired youth in shock.

This person was the legendary God of Killing, the commander of the Demon Blade Army—Bai Juetian?!

Although it was known that with sufficient power one’s appearance could remain young, the harmless visage akin to a neighborly youth left Jing Hanxiu feeling disoriented.

”Lord Bai, thank you for your concern. My old bones can still hold on a little longer... But I heard a regiment under your command was annihilated by the demons from Demon City. Is their envoy not here to provoke us?”

Lord Jing trying to instigate with a bit of embellishment, but Bai Juetian did not take the bait, laughingly replying.

”What are you saying, old Jing! Those slain by demons were my men who lacked proficiency, reflecting inadequate training in the army, my lack of strict discipline. Since that event, I’ve been urging my men to strengthen their training day and night, relentlessly. How about... you visit my army in a few days to see how our training is going?”

”...”

Lord Jing did not respond.

That kind of eerie place is steeped in murderous spirit, evil Qi congealing to fend off foes, where killing breathes killing, the most malevolent place in the capital.

If there’s nothing pressing, he’d never go to such a place.

At this time, others in the hall subtly glanced this way more or less.

One was the dean of the Wenda Academy, shrouded in mystery, rarely seen in action yet surrounded by countless rumors, and master of divination leading the future path of the dynasty, akin to the stone casting theory of the road, deeply trusted by the Holy Emperor.

Another was the commander of the Demon Blade Army, commanding the entire fierce force, possessing independent military authority, only subject to the command of the Holy Emperor and the commander.

Below the army, numerous generals are segmented, each at least commanding a regiment.

It could be said any prince of the capital with Bai Juetian’s support would be unbeatable, except for peer-level Eight Veins; none would dare face the Demon Blade Army head-on.

However, due to the unique nature of the Demon Blade Army, it seldom mobilizes its forces, nor does it experience personnel shifts, so despite its intimidating presence, its existence isn’t pronounced.

Most people mentioning the Eight Meridians of the Court usually refer to more accessible agencies like the Fengtian Prefecture or Tianji Pavilion.

Fengtian Prefecture is subdivided into Foolish Underworld, Demon Extermination Bureau, among others.

Foolish Underworld, needless to elaborate, spreads across every city, essentially having divisions everywhere; the Demon Extermination Bureau is more specialized, active solely in the capital without branches elsewhere. This stems from functional differences; internally, both hold equal standing.

Of course, Foolish Underworld divides further into Foolish Underworld of the capital versus that in small frontier towns. The bigger the city, the higher and more significant Foolish Underworld’s status, essentially correlated.

Conversely, the Wenda Academy and Demon Blade Army feel distant from the public and ordinary affairs.

Without significant events, there isn’t a need to dispatch the Demon Blade Army.

No major declarations, the Wenda Academy doesn’t steal the limelight.

Thus, although Lord Jing and Bai Juetian have a strained relationship, they’ll occasionally have tea, a gesture of warmth among the less dominant Eight Veins.

”Two lords, please take your seats quickly. Others are arriving too, don’t stand at the door when the Holy Emperor arrives.”

Tianji Pavilion Master’s somewhat sarcastic tone filters through, displeasing Lord Jing.

These old eunuchs have unpleasant voices.

”Master Pavilion, there’s no need for you to worry about that.”

Bai Juetian also glances at the Tianji Pavilion Master briefly before seating with Lord Jing.

The handsome men and beautiful women trailing Bai Juetian stand behind him based on their ranks.

A dragon has nine claws, but nine is plural.

Therefore, nine claws refer to all subordinate divisions under the Eight Veins.

Foolish Underworld is naturally one of the nine claws.

The current position of Foolish Underworld’s Master is held by a woman with green scales on her face, scales glimmering, akin to dragon scales. It’s a residual effect of over-demonization, indicating a high degree of demonization.

In a city like the capital, it’s generally not difficult to reduce demonization levels, yet even so, the Green Scale Woman can’t suppress it, suggesting her demonization level is quite high, her spirit at a bottleneck, and further prolonged intense combat might lead to complete loss of control anytime.

However, the woman chooses no means to cover her face, boldly displaying her true self, her powerful inner confidence palpable even from a glance.

She strides into the grand hall, identifies her position, quickly stands behind the Master of Fengtian Prefecture at roughly five or six people apart, silently and without uttering a word.

According to the information from her subordinates, the capital has seen two arrivals sparking the Green Scale Woman’s interest in recent days.

The first is Ling Huxiang, the Foolish Underworld Master of Rolling Bone Bone City.

Though a master, he was appointed without formal examination, a self-appointment from local cities.

Instances like these happen occasionally. If one doesn’t visit the capital, after a few years when they occasionally come to mind, someone will be dispatched for assessment.

But since he took the initiative to come to the capital, the matter can be addressed in advance.

Generally, this minor affair shouldn’t concern the capital’s Foolish Underworld Master’s attention.

The genuine reason is because... according to records, Ling Huxiang was originally a captain under the Third Hall of Foolish Underworld in Tianyuan Town of Demon City!

As of now, Demon City has dispatched an envoy to visit the capital, prompting her to have relevant documents submitted to check Ling Huxiang’s background and plan a personal meeting.

The other person of interest... Diao Deyi.

Same name! Same surname! City entry information matches up, based on archives, he was also a captain for Tianyuan Town’s Foolish Underworld.

This is intriguing.

Before the Demon City envoy arrives, they first send two former captains of Tianyuan Town’s Foolish Underworld, each having vanished for a while.

”Perhaps... they are the two demons preemptively infiltrated by the Demon City envoy.”

Suppressing internal thoughts, Green Scale Woman has not reported the matter to Fengtian Prefecture.

In the capital, one may be idle, but cannot afford mistakes.

It is a cornerstone of wisdom passed down by ancestors, naturally understood by Green Scale Woman.

Without clear insights into the situation, she won’t hastily mention the subject to anyone from Fengtian Prefecture.

Once personal investigations are completed and confirmed, she will claim the merit and report upwards.

”Hall Master of Jiuyou Hall arrives!”

”Workshop Master of Yuling Square arrives!”

”Divine Abyss Residence...”

In the capital, each one of these entities would make countless people tremble upon their presence, appearing one after another in the grand hall.

And so many, adopting a grand approach, are here merely to welcome... an envoy from a frontier place, Demon City!

As everyone experienced growing impatience within...

”Second Prince arrives!”

What...?!