Could it be... that Mingxuan had shattered it?
Just as he was about to step closer to take a better look, the person in his arms suddenly shivered violently, clearly feeling cold.
Shang Qinghua tightened his hold around him.
After casting one last glance at the shattered remnants, he turned around and left.
By coincidence, Rong Qinglei and the others had just returned as well.
They placed Yue Mingxuan on the bed and covered him with blankets.
Only then did his trembling finally stop.
Gongsun Xing stepped forward to take his pulse.
"There’s nothing serious. It’s not like the fever he had a few days ago. He’s simply fallen asleep from exhaustion again," Gongsun Xing said after checking his pulse. "Where did you find Yue Mingxuan?"
"By the edge of Yunxi Stream," Shang Qinghua replied. "He looked like he had completely run out of strength and collapsed there. When I picked him up, I noticed that the huge stone by the stream had disappeared. All that remained were fragnts scattered everywhere. It’s very possible that Mingxuan smashed it."
The mont those words were spoken, everyone in the room froze.
After all, although Yue Mingxuan possessed imnse internal energy, he had never learned how to properly use it, which ant most of it went to waste.
His lightness skills were also barely developed.
How could he have suddenly run such a great distance?
Yunxi Stream was far from the palace.
Even soone skilled in lightness techniques would need at least half an hour to reach it.
Everything would have to wait until Yue Mingxuan woke up before they could learn the truth.
Rong Qinglei sat silently at the side.
After a mont, he suddenly asked, "What level do you think Mingxuan has reached now?"
In less than a month, even the most gifted martial prodigy could not possibly break through the first level.
At first, Gongsun Xing thought Rong Qinglei’s question was ridiculous.
But then he paused, suddenly realizing what Rong Qinglei ant.
Recently, Yue Mingxuan had constantly complained of fatigue and exhaustion.
Could it be that he had forced himself to break through the first level?
Everyone had seen the enormous stone by Yunxi Stream. To shatter it into powder with a single strike was sothing an ordinary person could never accomplish.
But the second level of the Ninefold Celestial Mystery technique... might make it possible.
The second level was known as Stone Shattering Heaven’s Shock.
Could that really be the case?
At that mont, Mo Yi returned.
After Shang Qinghua had brought Yue Mingxuan back, he had sent Mo Yi to gather information and find out exactly what had happened the previous night.
"According to the villagers who live nearby," Mo Yi reported, "a man suddenly appeared by Yunxi Stream last night. At first he seed to be in great pain, he collapsed on the ground clutching his chest and unable to get up. One villager was about to approach and ask if he needed help when he suddenly stood up. He gathered his strength and struck the stone with a single palm, shattering it. The villagers were so frightened that they all hid inside their hos, thinking so kind of demon had gone mad and co to kill people. It wasn’t until morning, when my lord carried him away, that they realized it must have been Prince Yue."
Gone mad?
At those words, the people in the room suddenly understood sothing.
Perhaps this was why Consort Wan had once had ti to practice martial arts within the palace.
When she first began training, she might have experienced the sa symptoms as Yue Mingxuan.
In the palace, if a woman went mad, no matter how favored she once was, she would inevitably be sent to the Cold Palace.
And in the Cold Palace, no one cared what you did.
No one would interfere.
This martial technique truly was disturbingly strange.
Rong Qinglei finally suggested, "Then perhaps we should stop Mingxuan from practicing it any further."
Yin Su shook her head.
"It’s already too late. If he was able to forcefully break through the second level, it ans he has already morized the cultivation thod and ntal formula perfectly. Trying to abolish his martial arts now would be useless, unless soone knocks him unconscious hard enough that he forgets everything. Which of you is willing to do that?"
The n looked at one another.
Not one of them could bring himself to harm Yue Mingxuan.
So in the end, there was no solution.
It was already too late.
Still, this incident had given them a new lead.
They could now roughly conclude that Consort Wan must have spent so ti in the Cold Palace.
Later, for so unknown reason, she returned and eventually died.
Afterward, everyone in the palace had been silenced.
No one was allowed to speak of the matter again.
Since that was the case, the people living in the Cold Palace might know sothing.
Gongsun Xing glanced at Yin Su.
She paused for a mont and frowned. "Why are you looking at ?"
"What else could it be?" Gongsun Xing said with a grin full of ill intent. "You’re a woman. Won can talk to other won more easily. How could we possibly manage that? So the important mission of going to the Cold Palace to gather information will be entrusted to you. Go on, make good use of the special talents you won of Flying Opera Group possess."
Yin Su shot him a sharp glare, but before she could reply, Rong Qinglei spoke.
"And another thing. Bring so rouge, costics, maybe so snacks. After spending so long in the Cold Palace, most of those concubines have gone half-mad. It’s hard to find even one who’s still completely sane. But sotis the words of a madwoman are the most believable, no one would bother forcing a mad person to lie. They’re all living in their own fantasies, convinced that Father the Emperor still favors them. If you bring so costics, they might be easier to talk to."
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