Imperial God Emperor (Web Novel)

After detecting the tracking aura, Ye Qingyu did not respond in any way.

An official dispatch from the army headquarters arrived just as he returned to the station. As he did not have much to pack at the station, he left the station, accompanied by Linghu Buxiu, and soon arrived at the official mansion of the [Military Judge of the Nine Swords].

“Brother Zhang Longcheng can set up an office here from now onward.” By this time, Linghu Buxiu had recovered from his earlier flurried and negative emotions, and was once again feeling pretty good.

Ye Qingyu nodded.

This military-official mansion was a simple-modeled compound with three courtyards and a grand house that was made of black rocks. The main hall was around one hundred meters high and could be considered quite magnificent, appearing gloomy and solemn while giving off a stern and forbidding aura against the luster of the dark rocks.

It seemed that this military mansion had not been used for some time. A layer of thick leaves had piled up on the ground and dust drifted in the wind, giving off a feeling of dereliction.

“After I return, I’ll dispatch a few elite officers here together with two hundred elite sergeants to be at your disposal. Is there anything else you need?” Linghu Buxiu asked with a smile.

Setting up an office was not a simple affair. The army headquarters had merely conferred the title of [Military Judge of the Nine Swords] on Ye Qingyu and had not assigned subordinates to him, and he thus had to settle this on his own. Linghu Buxiu was clearly offering to help Ye Qingyu, and being quite the veteran in the army already, he could certainly allocate this kind of manpower.

Unexpectedly, however, Ye Qingyu shook his head and said, “There’s no need for that. I’ll be fine here on my own.”

“Huh?” Linghu Buxiu was somewhat surprised.

How can one person be enough to set up an office?

A few messengers and servants will be necessary, at least.

Ye Qingyu slowly walked toward the main gate and then turned around to look at Linghu Buxiu. “Elder Brother Linghu Buxiu, it’ll be good if you lessen contact with me from now onward, and instead spend more time by Commander Nie Tiankong’s side. I’ll probably become a loner like Marquis Tingtao from now onward… Please take good of yourself.”

With that, he turned and entered the main courtyard.

Linghu Buxiu remained stunned with his entire body giving off a chill.

If it could be said that Ye Qingyu and Lin Xuan sounded like they were joking when in Marquis Tingtao’s mansion earlier, then it was during this moment that just passed when Linghu Buxiu finally and fully realized that Ye Qingyu genuinely cared about him and did not want to get him involved in any kind of trouble.

What’s going on?

What did Lin Xuan say to Ye Qingyu?

Linghu Buxiu suddenly could not help shivering.

After remaining dazed for a moment, he suddenly turned around and walked toward the army headquarters as fast as he could. He wanted to find Commander Nie Tiankong and report everything that happened today to the latter, because instinct informed him that things could be really, really troublesome this time.

...

The wind rustled in the wide and empty mansion.

As Ye Qingyu walked into the main courtyard, his divine consciousness diffused.

A slight sneer appeared on his face.

Indeed, he immediately detected that there were extremely well-concealed monitoring formations in several spots, albeit these superlatively exquisite formations were apparently just for show. By using the [Eyes of the Void] to perform another investigation, he discovered that there were even more highly exquisite and well-concealed monitoring tools placed at different parts of the main courtyard. Each of these tools was clearly set up by a different being, albeit each being was undoubtedly a true Quasi-emperor-level one.

He calmly cleared out the false formations he had initially discovered, while keeping the rest in place.

It was already deep into the night by this time.

With a flash of his figure, Ye Qingyu arrived on top of the main hall. Lying down on the roof while fully-dressed, he gazed at the round moon above, with a drink in his hands. Resembling a carefree Immortal, he seemed to forget all of his worldly worries.

The watery moonlight shone upon the world.

Like the soft shine of the moon, time went by in bits and drops.

Two hours, then four hours passed...

All this time, Ye Qingyu drank and admired the moon, doing nothing else.

Half the night had gone by.

A wind suddenly blew.

It blew stronger and stronger.

Layers of dark clouds drifted near in the sky.

Their approach was very strange. In a twinkling, they covered the entire sky in black, causing the fine moonlight to disappear instantly. The complete darkness gave one the feeling that it could cause an entire city to crumble.

Ye Qingyu stopped drinking, an arc forming at the corner of his lips.

The next instant…

Boom!

A golden palm, huge like no other, probed out from the dark clouds. Each of its fingers were several hundred meters long and had delicate and clearly visible veins. Although it resembled a true human palm, there were dense chains of golden Dao essence formations circulating among the five fingers, and it thus seemed more like the hand of a divine spirit, carrying Quasi-emperor-level laws that were matchlessly powerful.

The world trembled for a moment.