C46 A List

"The Golden Dragon Guards don't even know each other's identities. What's even more terrifying is that even the emperor doesn't know how many Golden Dragon Guards they have developed to now. If this goes on, there will be a day when something bad happens."

These were the words that were written at the beginning of the second page. These seemingly simple words caused Yun Feixue to feel a chill run down his spine.

As private guards directly under the Emperor, the Emperor didn't even know who they were or how far they had progressed. How terrifying was this phenomenon?

However, this was not surprising since the Golden Dragon Guards had been established since the founding of the Hidden Dragon Empire. The Emperor had maintained absolute trust in the Golden Dragon Guards and had thus left the matter to fate.

Yun Feixue continued to look at the long list of names. It seemed that Wen Renhe's position within the Golden Dragon Guards was not low. Otherwise, he would not have known that there were so many Golden Dragon Guards.

Suddenly, Yun Feixue caught sight of a name. When he saw this name, his eyes instantly became fierce.

"King Zhuge Ming, you are indeed one of them. A Guard, the highest ranking member of the Golden Dragon Guard." Looking at these four big words, Yun Feixue found it difficult to calm his heart for a long time.

After a long time, Yun Feixue turned to the next page. The name of the Golden Dragon Guard had already ended. This was a passage that Wen Renhe had written.

"I've been in the Golden Dragon Guards for 10 years, and I've spent every single day of my life in fear and trepidation, especially when I found out three years ago that the founder of the Golden Dragon Guards, Li Shengyi, was still alive.

Seeing this, it was hard for Yun Feixue to describe how she felt. Li Shengyi, didn't die? How was this possible?

The Hidden Dragon Empire was founded two hundred years ago, and in the mortal world, it was only a very short period of time. Li Shengyi was the emperor at that time, the right-hand man to Dongfang Yiyi, and also the eunuch general who was below ten thousand people at that time.

The idea of the Golden Dragon Guards was proposed by Li Shengyi himself. At that time, because the remnants of the previous dynasty were rampant, every day when the East was on tenterhooks, Li Shengyi proposed to use the Golden Dragon Guards to protect the emperor.

However, Li Shengyi had died a hundred years ago. At that time, the entire country was grieving because Li Shengyi had indeed sacrificed his entire life for the Hidden Dragon Empire.

But now, Yun Feixue could see that Li Shengyi was not dead? Was this Wen Renhe's imagination or was there some other reason?

Yun Feixue did not continue to think about it, and continued to read.

"Even now, I still don't know who exactly I'm listening to, but I do know one thing, the Golden Dragon Guards aren't united, at least Xiao Wuye's ambition made it impossible for us to walk the same path, but even if we are Golden Dragon Guards, what can we get?"

Yun Feixue had wondered if Xiao Wuye was related to his father's death, but had continuously excluded him afterwards. Now, it seemed like his thoughts were not wrong. Xiao Wuye might know about it, but he probably wasn't involved in it.

She is a righteous person, and once she knows my secret, she will definitely reveal it. That's why I tried to poison her with my heart, but I didn't want her to die. She was my wife after all.

Yun Feixue shook his head and immediately put away the letter. He no longer wanted to read the rest of the letter and from this, it proved that Yun Feixue's previous guess was correct.

Wen Qingqing's mother knew everything about Wen Renhe, but Wen Renhe did not have the heart to kill her. Therefore, he had always let her suffer from illness. Although she was alive, she could not reveal Wen Renhe's secret.

Yun Feixue shook his head. This Wen Renhe was really ruthless. After torturing her for three whole years, he still killed her in the end.

However, Yun Feixue could only bitterly smile. He truly did not wish to hand the letter over to Grand Preceptor Wen for him to pass it to Wen Qingqing.

"Forget it, all of you will one day discover it yourself. It's better if I don't interfere." Yun Feixue helplessly shook his head. If he wanted to take it out, Wen Qingqing would probably not believe him. She even thought that he had faked it just to deceive her, so she decided to bear with it for the time being.

However, when Yun Feixue placed the papers back, he suddenly frowned. In this small hidden compartment, he encountered a cold metal object.

Yun Feixue took it out casually and raised his eyebrows. It was a small three-legged cauldron about the size of half a palm, and carved on the top of each leg was an exquisite dragon head.

The entire body of the cauldron emitted a glazed light, and that simple and unadorned aura pounced onto him. When this ice-cold sensation made contact with Yun Feixue's right hand, he even felt three completely different auras crazily surging into his meridians, bones and muscles.

Upon closer inspection, there were only three sides of the small cauldron, and each side was engraved with an exquisite rune.

"III. The Emperor, the Cauldron … This... This is a Three Emperor Cauldron? " Yun Feixue could not believe his eyes.

Didn't he always look for the three Royal Cauldrons? Of the five materials to cultivate the Nine Suns Immortal Body, he was only lacking these three Royal Cauldrons. However, Yun Feixue also knew that the three Royal Cauldrons were extremely valuable items.

Many master refiners and drug refiners regarded it as a rare treasure, and even if they saw it themselves, they might not be able to buy it. They would never have thought that Wen Ren and the other pill refiners would actually find a Tri-Emperor Cauldron here.

However … Was this really the Triple Emperor Cauldron?

For example, Wen Renhe's collection of large cauldrons was almost half a meter tall, and this was only the size of half a palm. Could it be just a model?

"You don't need to doubt, this is the Three Emperor Cauldron." Suddenly, a voice rang out. Yun Feixue saw the soul-form of Yun Feixue drilling out from within his body.

It was just that Yun Feixue seemed to be missing something. Compared to the previous Yun Feixue, he was now much less.

"You … Your color has lightened? " Yun Feixue was in no hurry to ask about the three Royal Cauldrons. Instead, he asked the first question that puzzled him.

"Hmph, you were almost blown up by a single punch back in that forest. If it wasn't for me, you would have thought that you were that good so quickly?" Yun Feixue, who was in the form of a soul, could not help but coldly snort.

"Yes …" Was it you who helped me? " Yun Feixue came to a realization.

So it was like that. He was wondering why his injuries healed so quickly that night. His sternum was shattered, but he recovered almost completely the next day. Meanwhile, the wound on his waist didn't heal at all.

"Nonsense, do you know how much I have to pay to treat your injuries? I won't be able to recover in more than half a year. If you have time, find me some treasures that can help me recover my soul, or cultivate to the fifth stage of the Soul Arts. " Yun Feixue, who was in his soul state, looked at him in dissatisfaction.

A hint of guilt appeared on Yun Feixue's face, thinking back to how he was not too angry, he did not expect him to be of such great help to him.

"Alright, don't worry. I'll keep an eye out for you. I'll also practice the Soul Art assiduously." Yun Feixue said firmly.

"Yo, you're so sour on me, it really isn't easy to get these words out of your mouth. Alright, I won't waste time with you, take this Tri-Emperor Cauldron and prepare to practice the Nine Yang Immortal Body, get ready to call for me." After saying that, the soul-form of Yun Feixue once again entered Yun Feixue's body.

Yun Feixue looked at the place he disappeared from with a complicated expression. He felt that he had let down many people. Before, he had the same attitude toward Lu Zifeng, and he almost did not trust Yun Feixue who was in that state of mind.

As for Wen Qingqing, although he was decent to her, he had his reasons for doing so, and it wasn't just because he liked her.

"I'm sorry, but I have no other choice. At least for now …" I am not living for myself! " Yun Feixue sighed as he kept the three Royal Cauldrons. He had no intention of putting them back.

The precious items like the three emperor cauldrons had been hidden by Wen Renhe in a secret location, which meant that no one knew he had them, not even Grand Preceptor Wen and Wen Qingqing.

Now that Wen Renhe was dead, he could be considered to have used his Triple Emperor Cauldron to its fullest extent. At the very least, it was better than having slept here for a long time.

Yun Feixue restored the secret compartment to its original state, pushed his chair far away and finally walked out the door.

"Did you find anything?" Grand Preceptor Wen's aged eyes looked towards Yun Feixue, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. Even though he knew that this glimmer of hope was very slim, he still looked at Yun Feixue with some anticipation.

When Yun Feixue saw the trace of hope in Grand Preceptor Wen's aged eyes, his heart ached slightly. However, how could he possibly tell the truth?

At the very least, the person who had killed Wen Renhe wouldn't be able to do anything even if he gave the name list to Grand Preceptor Wen. It might even bring about his own death.

Yun Feixue was certain that once Grand Preceptor Wen obtained this name list, he would definitely hand it over to the emperor. However, this wouldn't only be of no use, it would put Grand Preceptor Wen in danger and the person hiding in the shadows would be even more secretive.

Therefore, Yun Feixue said, "If he doesn't find anything, perhaps he will leave a clue somewhere else. It's just that the hope of finding it is very slim."

Grand Preceptor Wen didn't feel too disappointed. He'd long since guessed this would happen, so he nodded and turned to leave.

Wenqing was still crying. Yun Feixue wanted to comfort her, but what identity did he have to comfort her? In her eyes, he had already treated himself as his enemy, so perhaps, not only would he not be able to comfort her, but he would also make her more emotional.

Yun Feixue sighed. He still went to Wen Renhe's mourning hall to burn some incense for him. No matter what, this was the last bit of psychological comfort he gave to Wen Qingqing.

After doing all of this, Yun Feixue left the Grand Preceptor's estate. Wen Qingqing had to take responsibility for everything herself. When she calmed down, he would explain everything to her. Now, however, there were more important things that he had to do …