The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms Chapter 3243 - 3238: The Problem with Mo Dao (Ink Blade)!_1

Previously on The Supreme Martial King Shocking All Realms...
Yang Chen and his companions analyzed the Netherworld Ghost Kings' swift attack, concluding that spies used the Heavenly Eye to monitor them during a vulnerable moment with Snake-People servants, likely aided by an insider in the Royal Family. Suspecting betrayal within the ranks, they praised Yang Chen's foresight in concealing his strength since entering the Nine Dragons World, a skill honed against the Grand Abyss Palace. Agreeing to investigate discreetly without alerting potential traitors, the group shifted focus to preparing for the Heavenly Crystal Snake Spirit Tower challenge three days hence, while Yang Chen privately harbored doubts about Crown Prince Mo Dao.

Deep thoughts swirled in Yang Chen's mind.

His abilities stood out remarkably, yet slipping past several tiers of barriers without a whisper to approach the target proved no simple feat.

One reliable asset remained: his spacetime method.

Should Crown Prince Modao grow overconfident in his barrier expertise and slack on vigilance around him, Yang Chen's spacetime method could allow a stealthy breach.

"Exposure would surely rouse the foe. And should this Crown Prince prove innocent, explaining myself would be tough." Yang Chen whispered inwardly.

To move or hold back?

Moments later, Yang Chen resolved to gamble and proceed.

To start, he invoked protective laws to shield himself from the Heavenly Dao's keen scrutiny.

Next, he slipped away quietly, making his way to Crown Prince Modao's dwelling.

Once there, Yang Chen clearly detected the numerous barriers enveloping the vicinity.

"Such a web of forbidden arrays?" Yang Chen's face hardened, "I refuse to buy that there's nothing concealed here."

Though these forbidden arrays displayed clever design, they stood no chance against his spacetime methods.

His hand extended toward the array, spacetime laws unfurled, creating an instant gap that enveloped Yang Chen entirely.

Following his entry into the array, the barriers snapped back to perfection right away. Throughout, Yang Chen's moves stayed utterly noiseless, leaving zero echoes.

Swiftly, he navigated yet another barrier layer and drew close to Crown Prince Modao at last.

Right there, even denser barriers loomed.

"This near, pushing ahead would expose me despite spacetime laws... Ah? I see!"

Yang Chen extended his spacetime laws as before.

A tiny rift formed via the spacetime laws.

Through that narrow rift, Yang Chen dispatched his two souls, landing them in a shadowed spot by Modao.

"Hm?"

The instant his soul slipped in, the scene sharpened into focus. Within the chamber shielded by stacked barriers, Modao savored the attentions of a snake person maid. Their serpentine forms intertwined, revealing exactly their intimate engagement.

Yang Chen held his patience, biding time until their liaison concluded.

After all, this snake person maid was among those who had attended to Broken River before.

The maid nestled against Modao and murmured tenderly, "Master, from now on, I wish only to attend you here. No more serving those hideous humans."

"Xiang’er, rest easy. Once my grand scheme wraps up, I'll bring you home." Modao offered a soft smile.

Xiang’er, the maid, flushed deeply, thrilled beyond words, "Thank you, Master."

A glint of cunning flickered in Modao’s gaze before vanishing, "Xiang’er, speak up—did those at Broken River doubt you? How did they allow your return?"

"They eyed us with doubt earlier, but that human Yang Chen appeared merciful, freeing us. Master, you can't imagine my fear then; I feared we'd never meet again." Xiang’er cooed playfully in Modao’s embrace.

Modao's eyes tightened a bit, "So suspicion lingers over you?"

"Yet here I am, back with you," Xiang’er replied.

"True, your return is what counts." Modao replied warmly, "Xiang’er, keep this talk between us alone; you're the only one I trust."

Xiang’er bobbed her head eagerly, "Xiang’er understands."

"Fine, off you go," Modao instructed.

Xiang’er rose compliantly and departed.

Yet as she pivoted, Modao's hand slashed out, impaling her form straight through, her eyes bulging in shock.

Even in her final breath, she refused to accept her master's strike against her.

Her frame shattered fully from the gash at its core, dissolving into void.

Modao scoffed coldly, "Defiled by human touch as you are, you dreamed of wedding me? Foolish notion. Consider your lowly place. Xiang’er, if fault must fall, it's on knowing far too much. Humans may have spared you, but I won't grant such mercy."

The entire brutal display unfolded directly in Yang Chen’s view, witnessed in full.

At this sight, a faint smirk tugged at Yang Chen’s mouth; his soul retreated, clarity dawning within.

Though the exchange between Modao and Xiang’er yielded no key secrets, one truth stood firm—Modao brimmed with wariness.

Back then, halting Broken River's execution of Xiang’er and her fellow snake maids hadn't aimed to flush out hidden threats. By chance, this revelation emerged.

Slaying Xiang’er then might have barred any insights into Modao.

Yang Chen massaged his brow, "Events in the Nine Dragons World grow ever more intriguing..."

Without rush, he lingered in wait for Modao's exit. When it came, Yang Chen bounded away, employing spacetime to glide back unseen to his quarters.

Three days had already elapsed by then.

Yang Chen's return coincided with the Broken River trio already rapping at his door.

"Brother Yang Chen, three days are up, and the royals have come. Time to depart," Broken River announced.

Yang Chen rose, swung the door wide, "Very well, onward we go."

Emerging outside, they found Crown Prince Modao present, apparently having beaten Yang Chen by a margin.

A quiet exhale escaped Yang Chen, grateful for evading notice.

Modao now wore a serene grin, betraying no doubts, and declared, "Come with me; my father the king awaits in the palace."

"Yes, let's head out," Broken River consented.

With Modao in front, they reached the palace in moments.

Spotting Yang Chen and company nearing, Wind Emperor flashed a sycophantic grin, "Master Gu, perfect timing. King Ming Cheng is here too. Off to the Heavenly Crystal Snake Spirit Tower we go."

Broken River eyed King Ming Cheng and his group—all twelve Heaven-separated Realm experts assembled—and let out a frosty huff, "Wind Emperor, show us the path. I'm eager to witness your Heavenly Crystal Snake Spirit Tower's wonders."

Wind Emperor chuckled obsequiously, guiding a throng of snake folk while beaming as he ushered Yang Chen and the rest toward the Heavenly Crystal Snake Spirit Tower.

On this occasion, Wind Emperor joined them in person, the memory of Fairy Moon Fu and her six Heavenly Melody Mountain companions' vanishing still fresh.

Should trouble strike without his presence now, the snake clan's full might couldn't withstand Heavenly Melody Mountain's wrath.

So a lavish entourage launched forth, hastening to a tower where a colossal serpent wound around...

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