Chapter 533 A match made in heaven?
After hearing these words, Mu Gengli couldn't help but frown and fell into deep thought.
He stretched out his right hand and gently tapped the table in front of him with the knuckle of his index finger, making a series of crisp sounds.
At the same time, he repeatedly pondered in his mind whether this strategy was really feasible.
After a moment, he nodded slightly and said softly, "Elder Jin, this plan is very good. Let's do as you say."
After that, he paused for a moment, then added:
"However, all of this must be done secretly, and the Saint must not be able to detect even the slightest clue."
"If this matter goes wrong, the consequences will be serious, I'm sure you all know it."
As he spoke, a hint of ruthlessness suddenly flashed in his eyes, shooting straight at everyone present like a cold light, as if issuing a stern warning.
Elder Jin showed a proud look on his face, chuckled and said:
"Don't worry, Palace Master. I will personally make proper arrangements and will definitely ensure that this matter is foolproof."
Before he finished speaking, an expression of smugness that was difficult to conceal appeared on his old face.
He seemed to be quite confident in the plan he had proposed, as if everything was under his control.
Hearing this, Mu Gengli nodded with satisfaction, turned his gaze towards Elder Jin, and said slowly:
"That's great. If this matter can be successfully completed, you will be credited with the greatest achievement."
When Elder Jin heard this, he couldn't stop smiling and quickly responded flatteringly:
"It is a great honor for this elder to be able to share the worries of the Palace Master!"
After saying this, he did not forget to bow to show his loyalty.
Mu Gengli nodded slightly to show his approval.
Then, his sharp eyes shot towards Mu Lingyu like torches, and he said solemnly:
"Ling'er, I issued an order five months ago, but now that you have returned to Qianluo Palace, you still have not been able to successfully capture Su Chenyin."
"This matter concerns the great cause of our Qianluo Palace. You must actively cooperate and try your best to win the heart of the Saint."
"You know, that saint girl is not only extremely beautiful, but also extremely talented. Such a beauty is a match made in heaven for you."
Although Mu Gengli's tone sounded very kind and peaceful, the command contained in it was unquestionable and irresistible.
After hearing his father's words, Mu Lingyu just nodded slightly, still maintaining his usual gentle and elegant attitude and responded:
"My child understands, father, don't worry. I will do my best to make the Saint fall in love with me at first sight and successfully obtain her precious blood."
On the surface, his expression was as full of superior confidence as always, as if everything in the world was under his control.
But if you look more closely, you can easily notice that in the deepest part of his eyes, there is a hint of struggle and pain that is not easily noticeable.
It’s a pity that no one present could perceive this subtle change.
No one knew that the man in front of them, who seemed to be in such a glorious position, had actually already become a puppet controlled by others.
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At the same time, in the deepest part of the dark forest, there is a room that is extremely dark.
The room seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness, and not a single ray of light could penetrate its thick stone walls.
Inside the room, the thick black air was like a heavy curtain, wrapping every corner tightly.
The stench was so strong that it was suffocating, as if it was the stench gushing out from the abyss of hell. Just smelling a little bit of it would make one's stomach churn and give one a strong urge to vomit.
On the wall, those strange and complex runes were like twisted poisonous snakes, winding and crisscrossing all over the wall.
These runes flickered with a flickering blood-red light, sometimes bright and dazzling, sometimes dim, just like flowing blood, adding a sense of eeriness and horror to this room that was already filled with a weird atmosphere.
In the corner of the room, various strange bones and some unnamed herbs were randomly piled up, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.
In the center of the room, there was an enormous pool of blood.
The liquid in the pool of blood was as thick as ink, presenting a bottomless darkness.
Countless bubbles constantly churned up from the bottom, making a "gurgling" sound, as if a giant beast was sleeping and breathing in the pool of blood.
As the bubbles burst, the heat quickly spread, filling the entire room, making it even more stuffy and humid.
The bloody smell in the air became stronger and more pungent, almost unbearable.
Right in this pool of blood, there sat a dark shadow.
His entire body was tightly shrouded in an extremely strange black aura, so that his real face could not be seen at all.
One could only vaguely make out the outline of a person, sitting quietly in the middle of the blood pool, like a demon from hell.
Through the layers of black air, one could see that he had his eyes tightly closed.
His upper body was completely exposed, and the exposed skin was pale and bloodless, like white paper, as if it had not been exposed to sunlight for a long time.
His long, messy hair was spread out randomly, like tangled seaweed, swaying wantonly in the scarlet blood.
At this moment, his body was trembling slightly, and it seemed that he was continuously absorbing some mysterious power contained in the blood pool.
At the same time, the black air surrounding him seemed to have self-awareness and life, circling around him constantly.
In this dead silence...
Suddenly, a sound of footsteps so subtle that it was almost imperceptible came from far away, instantly breaking the original tranquility in the room.
Then, a man in a long gown as black as ink walked slowly into the room.
The man wore a belt with purple and gold patterns around his waist, which made his figure look tall and slender.
He wore a pure black mask on his face, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, his eyes revealed indifference and awe.
As soon as the man in black stepped into the room, he immediately felt a powerful sense of oppression coming towards him like a tidal wave.
Under the pressure of this majestic aura, his body began to tremble slightly involuntarily, and even his breathing became rapid and disordered.
But even so, he still gritted his teeth, forced himself to suppress the fear and anxiety in his heart, and tried to stay calm.
He took light steps, making almost no sound, as if he was afraid of disturbing the black shadow in the pool of blood.
At this moment, the black shadow in the blood pool seemed to have noticed that someone was approaching.
It trembled slightly at first, and then slowly opened its eyes that had been closed for a long time.
In an instant, two strange red lights shot out from the black shadow's eyes, like burning flames, illuminating the entire dim room.
This red light is full of evil and oppression, and it makes people feel fear at just one glance.
The black shadow turned his head slightly and cast his gaze towards the man in black who had just walked into the room.
The corners of his mouth slowly curled up into a sinister and terrifying smile, which made people shudder.
Seeing the black shadow waking up and looking at him, the man in black quickly knelt on his knees.
He lowered his head, not daring to raise it to look directly into the shadow's terrifying eyes.
"Subordinate, I greet the master!"
His voice was low and respectful, with a hint of fear and awe that was difficult to conceal.