Chapter 479: 478, What Truly Defines the Reincarnation of an Empress! (One More)

Although Tong Zhi spoke with a smile, her voice was devoid of any warmth.

And Zheng Chuyi looked ashen-faced.

Tong Zhi was right; she no longer possessed the ability to play the Konghou, and moreover, she lacked the power to return the Divine Beast to its rightful place.

Zheng Chuyi felt weak all over, her legs soft, hardly able to stand steadily. She didn’t know how to continue, she even began to doubt her own bloodline.

Was it possible that she was not the reincarnated empress, but that lowly commoner was?

No, it couldn’t be like this.

Zhang Linzi had said that she was just a person abandoned by the Heavenly Dao, a person against the world. How could such a person possibly be the reincarnation of the empress?

In this world, only she, with the Bloodline of Fire Bathing, was the true reincarnation of the empress!

Just then, Zhang Linzi said beside Zheng Chuyi, "Miss Zheng, you need not pay attention to the idle talk of others. Just focus on playing your Konghou, and leave the rest to me."

Zhang Linzi was now solely focused on having the Four Divine Beasts all returned, and the empress coming into the world, without noticing Zheng Chuyi’s panic.

"I..." Zheng Chuyi looked at Zhang Linzi, opened her mouth, and appeared quite troubled, not knowing how to react.

It wasn’t just Zheng Chuyi who was panicking.

There was also Qin Qingchen.

She stood there, with cold sweat already breaking out on her back in patches.

It seemed that Zheng Chuyi was not the empress they were looking for.

She and her senior brother had been wrong from the beginning.

Qin Qingchen’s clenched fists showed a very somber expression.

"Master Zhang," Zheng Chuyi let out a long breath, then turned her eyes to Zhang Linzi, "you are unaware, but that commoner, relying on Zhi Xuan’s backing, forcibly took away my Konghou and even placed a seal on it. Now, with the seal unbroken, trying to play it might consume a vast amount of Spiritual Energy, and I was injured just now, so currently..."

This explanation was indeed perfect.

Without a flicker of change in her demeanor, Zheng Chuyi managed to shift all the blame onto Chu Jin while simultaneously garnering Zhang Linzi’s sympathy.

"There’s actually such a matter!" Zhang Linzi’s face turned blue with anger! Someone had dared to bully the empress so overtly! This was absolutely intolerable!

"Senior brother, there might be a misunderstanding in this matter. We should not just take Miss Zheng’s word for it, let’s hear what Miss Chu has to say," Qin Qingchen spoke up at the right time; she couldn’t let her senior brother continue making this mistake.

The ancient Konghou was the empress’s artifact; how could it just be sealed?

Zheng Chuyi’s explanation was far too far-fetched.

After all, Qin Qingchen was a woman, and thus her thoughts were much more meticulous and rational than Zhang Linzi’s.

Miss Chu?

Not only did Zhang Linzi freeze, but so did Elder Mrs. Mo and Tong Zhi.

Qin Qingchen’s change from before to now was also massive.

Previously, she kept calling her a person against the world, but in a blink, she had become Miss Chu!

What did this mean?

Chu Jin unhurriedly raised her eyes to look at Zheng Chuyi and spoke with an indifferent tone.

"Miss Zheng, your ability to tell lies with your eyes wide open has really grown. The ancient Konghou is clearly something that you lost to me, when did it become something I stole? Such despicable conduct is truly contemptible. You’ve already lost an item but still managed to steal it back. Do you know how many years one gets for breaking and entering here?"

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Mo Feixue’s eyebrows shot up as she turned to Chu Jin, "Chuyi would steal your thing? Have you no shame? The ancient Konghou is obviously Chuyi’s! Thinking that with Zhi Xuan’s protection you can do whatever you want! You’ll be crying later."

Once the Four Divine Beasts were in their places, all these people would kneel at Zheng Chuyi’s feet. Then, she could deal with this commoner however she wanted!

Now that the Konghou had returned, Mo Feixue felt even more confident.

What she did not know was that the person beside her had already lost the ability to play the Konghou.

"Am I talking nonsense?" Chu Jin slightly raised an eyebrow, "This ancient Konghou is an extremely sentient object; once it recognizes a master, no one else can play it. If you don’t believe me, you might as well let Zheng Chuyi give it a try."

Her words, arrogant as they were, infuriated Mo Feixue, who bit her lip. There was no point in talking more at this moment; the real business was to let Zheng Chuyi quickly play the Konghou.

"Chuyi," Mo Feixue walked over to Zheng Chuyi, "what are you waiting for, go now and let them see your prowess. Rest assured, this ancient Konghou is yours by right, and no one can seal it off easily. I’ve just checked, there are no sealing marks on it, and you can play it without worry. If you need more Spiritual Power, just tell me, and I’ll transfer it to you."

Now this is what they call a pig-headed teammate, not only failing to help you out of trouble but actually coming over to add fuel to the fire.

Zheng Chuyi was furious yet couldn’t show it; she could only swallow her teeth along with the blood.

"Sister Feixue, I..." Zheng Chuyi looked helplessly at Mo Feixue, hoping she could understand the meaning in her eyes.

Regrettably, Mo Feixue was blind to it. She pushed Zheng Chuyi toward the Konghou, "Chuyi, let’s start. I’ll stand behind you, and if your Spiritual Power runs out, I’ll transfer mine to you right away, so don’t worry."

Zheng Chuyi was pushed by Mo Feixue to sit on the stool in front of the Konghou, her hands uncertain where to rest. To this point, she had no way out.

"And me," Zhang Linzi also said with oath, positioning himself behind Zheng Chuyi.

Caught in a dilemma.

Zheng Chuyi’s face whitened to the extreme, with trembling hands she touched the strings of the Konghou, biting her lip and gathering Spiritual Power in her left hand. Since it had come to this, she might as well give it a try.

What if she successfully played the Konghou?

The strings felt cold and rigid, like they weighed a thousand pounds, immovable.

Still, Zheng Chuyi’s posture in playing the Konghou was impeccable, a vision of beauty in her red dress beside the instrument.

Zhang Linzi and Mo Feixue were staring intently at Zheng Chuyi, their hearts pounding with excitement.

Soon, they would witness a miracle.

Unfortunately, one second passed, then two, and the silence continued.

Moreover, a blinding red light shot from the strings of the Konghou.

With a ’bang’, Zheng Chuyi was repelled by the red light.

She lay on the ground, with trickles of blood seeping from the corner of her mouth, in a state of utter disarray.

From the moment she entered the Mo family, she was haughty and aloof. It never crossed Zheng Chuyi’s mind that things would come to this. What she was experiencing now was what Chu Jin was supposed to endure.

But fate played its cruel game.

She was unwilling...

"How can this be?" Zhang Linzi was completely stunned, his composed expression shattered, and he stumbled backward several steps. Could he really be wrong?

How could he be wrong? As the Ancient Martial Prophet, how could he make a mistake?

Qin Qingchen steadied Zhang Linzi, "Brother Master, we were wrong. This Miss Zheng is not the reincarnation of the empress. The real empress is someone else." With that, she turned her gaze to Chu Jin.

The girl stood there under the light, her back straight as a proud bamboo.

Her jade-like delicate features showed no emotion, yet they instilled fear.

That was the aura of a true powerhouse.

"Her?" Zhang Linzi’s gaze was filled with disdain, "How could it be her? How could the empress be a lowly commoner, unacknowledged by Heavenly Dao?" That was the empress he worshipped; how could she be so ordinary?

"I am the empress; you’re talking nonsense! Qin Qingchen, I command you now, go and kill that Chu Jin, kill her!" Zheng Chuyi got up from the ground, grabbing Qin Qingchen’s collar, roaring and bellowing out of control. Where was the elegance of a beauty?

Her only thought was to kill Chu Jin.

"Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful, to be so young and already mad," Tong Zhi covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, pouring oil on the fire.

"I am the empress, I am!" Zheng Chuyi’s gaze was venomous as she looked at everyone, her eyes nearly spitting fire.

"Master Zhang, there must be some mistake with this Konghou. How could a lowly commoner possibly be the reincarnation of the empress? Clearly, it is Chuyi who is the true reincarnation. That commoner isn’t even worthy of being Chuyi’s shoe bearer, so how could she be the reincarnation of the empress?" Mo Feixue regained her composure amidst the chaos, and at this time, she could only choose to trust Zheng Chuyi.

That’s the only way for the Mo family to shine.

"Who the reincarnation of the empress is, no one has the final say except the ancient Konghou," the always silent Mo family matriarch suddenly spoke, "Jin, since they all doubt your Bloodline of Fire Bathing, let’s show them what the real reincarnation of the empress looks like!"

Her words resonated, stunning the crowd.

The whole scene fell silent.

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