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Chapter 4365: 5.0117 The Cult Master

Wasn't the Imperial Advisor said to be imprisoned?

Wasn't the Imperial Advisor forcibly detained by the Mermaid Clan?

Looking at him, perfectly fine and unharmed, could it be that...

The Imperial Advisor shamelessly defected to the Forgotten River Long family just to survive?

"Eh, Crown Prince, Crown Princess, why are you two looking at me like that?" The Imperial Advisor feigned a fluttering heart, raising a hand to his chest.

Qiao Mu's eyes were icy, like daggers piercing through the person before her as she scrutinized him from head to toe.

From their first meeting, this Imperial Advisor had felt incredibly strange, yet with a hint of familiarity.

They had encountered him several times at palace banquets.

He seemingly spoke in favor of her and the Crown Prince, but in reality, he repeatedly dragged their feet.

For instance, when the Shenzhou Elder Council initially rejected her marriage to Mo Lian, the Imperial Advisor suggested letting the traveling Grand Elder make the decision.

However, everyone at the time believed that the unreliable Chief Grand Elder Kong Yin wouldn't return so quickly.

Yet, the old monk returned, giving everyone a huge surprise.

Another example: suggesting to postpone the wedding date...

And yet another: coming to seek the Crown Prince, proposing to bring the little Crown Princess along to the Forgotten River for discussions?

Each incident was peculiar, seemingly unrelated, but in actuality, they were all aimed at her.

"You're not the Imperial Advisor! You're a beautiful snake, you're Ding Dingding, Ding Yun!" Qiaoqiao suddenly realized.

As she blurted it out, Mo Lian was startled. He instinctively pulled his wife into his arms, and the Black Moon Sword suddenly flew out from his spiritual consciousness, guarding them vigilantly.

"Tsk." The Imperial Advisor opposite them let out a light "tsk" and shook his head. "Why does Little Qiao look like she's seen a ghost?"

Aren't you a ghost? A lingering, haunting ghost!

"Alright, everyone, let's make peace and prosper; no need for swords and knives." The Imperial Advisor walked over, smiling.

He used two slender fingers to push down the swords of the nearby Merman guards and walked directly in front of Qiao Mu, his gaze deep as he stared at the Black Moon Sword blocking his way.

"I missed you, Little Qiao."

Qiao Mu stared at him expressionlessly. "Why are you impersonating the Imperial Advisor?"

"I wanted to see you, what else could it be for? By posing as the Imperial Advisor, couldn't I see you all the time?" The Imperial Advisor blinked. In plain sight, his face underwent a series of bone and muscle transformations, as if by magic.

Soon, an even more beautiful and captivating face emerged. He blinked his enchanting eyes and smiled slightly at the two of them.

"Where's the Imperial Advisor?"

"Imperial Advisor? What Imperial Advisor?"

"The original Imperial Advisor!!" Qiao Mu almost didn't want to converse with him.

"He's dead," Young Master Ding glanced at her with a smile, nonchalantly twirling his slender fingers. "He was really an annoying person. He wasn't willing to cooperate with me, so I had no other choice but to let him die."

"And you even soul-searched him?"

"Mhm, yes." Young Master Ding nodded repeatedly with a smile.

How else could he know the man's life history and perfectly impersonate him without soul-searching?

"How did you do that?" Mo Lian was utterly astonished.

The Imperial Advisor killed by Ding Yun was a true master, and... he was approximately two hundred years old, so his cultivation was naturally profound.

Ding Yun had disguised himself too well; even his father hadn't noticed any irregularities.

If he harbored malicious intent against the Emperor...

Mo Lian shivered at the thought, a chill creeping into his heart.

"Why are you wasting words with them?" Bai Ningshuang angrily demanded. "Arrest them now!"