Upon hearing this, Xiao Yunqi’s face changed, because Yunxi previously told him she had given Chen Mo the Child Fire version of the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture.

But she never mentioned that she had seen Chen Mo practicing the Child Fire version of the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture with her own eyes.

Although she said that Chen Mo had reached the Entry Grade, from the strength Chen Mo later revealed, it was clear that even an Innate Martial Artist with excellent aptitudes couldn’t break through to this level in just a month or two.

So the only possibility is that Chen Mo was already a Martial Artist before this.

Hence, it’s also possible that Chen Mo never practiced the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture at all, and this was all a deception for Yunxi.

Suddenly, his gaze turned toward Wu Lu, as if he had discovered a shocking conspiracy: "Was Chen Mo already the spy you placed by Yunxi’s side? Just waiting for a day like this..."

Wu Lu: "..."

Xiao Yunqi’s words left Wu Lu utterly confused.

If Chen Mo were someone of his own, would it be so difficult for him to marry Xin’Er?

But now was not the time for Wu Lu to dwell on this confusion; instead, he asked Chen Mo, "You haven’t practiced the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture, have you?"

"I did." Chen Mo stated firmly.

Just as Wu Lu’s expression changed dramatically, Chen Mo switched his tone, "But I practiced the complete Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture."

"That’s alright then." Wu Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Impossible, how could Yunxi give you the complete Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture?" Xiao Yunqi didn’t believe it at all, and then said, "Xiao Ge, you try it."

A rather refined middle-aged man stepped forward from behind Xiao Yunqi. As a pillar of the Xiao Family, Xiao Ge also practiced the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture.

He immediately activated the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture, attempting to ignite the Heart Fire within Chen Mo and burn him to death.

But no matter how he tried to stimulate it, Chen Mo had no reaction at all.

The conclusion was immediately drawn.

What Chen Mo said was true.

Xiao Yunqi’s face turned somewhat frenzied.

He prided himself on his daughter, yet she had given the complete version of the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture to an outsider to practice.

No,

He recalled the rumors that spread in Bianliang City during Zhao Ji’s reign.

The Empress had a questionable relationship with Chen Hong.

At that time, Xiao Yunqi didn’t take it to heart, believing how could Yunxi possibly like a eunuch.

But now, things were so clear.

When directly confronting Yunxi to test if Chen Mo was Chen Hong, she hesitated significantly, indicating that their relationship was not as simple as he imagined.

"You..." Xiao Yunqi’s murky eyes suddenly shone with the vitality of a fierce tiger, glaring furiously at Chen Mo, wanting to reveal the matter, but ultimately held back, turning myriad words into one: "The audacity."

"Let’s go."

With a thunderous shout, Xiao Yunqi spread his five fingers from his large hand within his sleeve, causing a ceramic jar on the long table in front to suddenly fly up and explode, as ceramic shards shot like sharp arrows toward Chen Mo’s side.

Moments later, several people were dead.

Among them were dancing courtesans twisting their waists in motion.

At the same time, six people including Xiao Yunqi leaped into the air, attempting to fly out of the Xiao Mansion.

"Kill!" Wu Lu waved his large hand, and crossbowmen standing on the rooftops around them instantly fired their crossbows.

"Whizz!"

"Whizz whizz whizz!!!"

Under this barrage of arrows, most of the casualties were the maids who had been serving just now. The officials, being Martial Artists, were prepared in advance after previous events, and most were able to handle it.

"Lord Chen, we can’t let them get away. If they notify the Capital Camp and the army arrives, all our efforts will be in vain." Wu Lu said while chasing after Xiao Yunqi.

Accompanying him was the old man He who had previously protected Wu Xin’Er.

Chen Mo nodded, and after saying to Wu Xin’Er, "Be careful," he turned and said to Li Weiqiu, "Release the Cloud-Piercing Arrow to notify Xishan and the others."

"Alright." Li Weiqiu quickly pulled out a Cloud-Piercing Arrow from his chest, ignited the fuse with True Qi, and after a brief puff of white smoke, the Cloud-Piercing Arrow whooshed into the high sky and exploded, releasing brilliant fireworks.

It was the first time many people witnessed such a spectacle, and when the Cloud-Piercing Arrow exploded, their gazes were drawn to it.

"So beautiful," Wu Xin’Er was also captivated.

The fireworks bloomed in the high sky and lingered there for a long time.

Outside Bianliang City.

In the winter night, the darkness was especially deep.

Dai Xishan, who had been waiting for a long time, clearly saw the signals emanating from the city, and looking at the army assembled below, said with some excitement, "Brothers, follow this general into the city, to cleanse the imperial court’s corrupters!"

Two thousand troops charged valiantly towards the East Gate.

And the East Gate had long been under the control of Quan Qiyang.

The army passed through the East Gate into the Capital smoothly.

And at that moment, Dai Xishan also produced a Cloud-Piercing Arrow, lit it, and signaled to indicate everything went smoothly.

...

In the Southern Camp of the Capital’s Four Great Camps.

Huangfu Hao’s army of one hundred thousand was stationed here, and seeing the fireworks blooming in the night sky, Huangfu Hao knew it was the signal to take action.

He stepped out of the commander’s tent, drew the longsword from his waist, and summoned his personal soldiers, "Beat the drums and gather the army."

"Yes."

...

Such a large action quickly resonated through Bianliang. Tens of thousands of soldiers clamoring made Bianliang boiled over, seeming as though the entire Bianliang City would be turned upside down.

Countless civilians crawled out of their beds, too scared to light a lamp, only daring to open their windows and doors secretly, watching through the crevices.

Discovering it was the well-dressed Imperial Guard holding torches, countless civilian faces changed drastically.

This scene was too familiar.

When Xiao Yunqi staged a coup, it was the same scenario.

By the time they woke up early the following day, the Emperor had changed.

And in the next two or three days, an unusually high number of people were beheaded at the market place.

Those who were executed were high-ranking officials with significant power.

They knew Bianliang was about to change hands again.

In the Northern Camp.

"Chu, haven’t you heard what’s going on outside?" Xiao Xian, drunk and muddled, suddenly heard noise coming from outside and immediately asked Chu Ang.

"Noise? In this icy world, what noise could there be? I think Brother Chu you are drunk," Chu Ang teased.

"Drunk? Just this little alcohol, not even half of what I usually drink, could make me drunk? Come... come..." Xiao Xian grabbed the wine bowl, about to have Chu Ang refill it, only to feel his head spinning, and in the next second, collapsed to the ground.

Chu Ang glanced around, seeing rows upon rows of various generals passed out.

"The drug Lord Wu gave really works..." Chu Ang was muttering when a soldier rushed in, who was Chu Ang’s personal soldier, whispering in his ear.

Chu Ang nodded, "Get people here to tie them all up, gather the troops in the camp, and follow me to the Witch Mansion."

"Yes."