Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1011 - 604: Dali Temple

When Fu Zhuo heard Sui Yi’s words, her face changed drastically. Her first reaction was to ensure no one nearby was eavesdropping, and her second was to coldly say, "What do you mean by that?"

Her fingers gripped the sword hilt, her gaze darkening.

Sui Yi turned to look at her and said, "Your swordsmanship is bold and domineering, but when certain moves are executed, they appear awkward. This is because the swordsmanship inherited is masculine, while you are female, unable to harmonize with it. You might deceive ordinary people, but anyone familiar with your sword style will easily discern your femininity."

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhuo’s eyes flickered. She was confident her disguise and all deceptions were flawless, yet she hadn’t expected a vulnerability in this aspect.

"I think, in this world, few are as skilled as you. So, what will you do?" Fu Zhuo said coolly, still using a low male voice.

Sui Yi looked at her, seemingly deep in thought....

The atmosphere was somewhat tense and oppressive.

Fu Zhuo seemed like a sword about to be drawn at any moment.

Swish!

A fish leapt out of the water.

"Do you have Water Gear?"

Water Gear refers to underwater equipment; the ancients called it that. Sui Yi wasn’t sure if this world did the same.

Fu Zhuo was somewhat speechless; how could this person speak so erratically and unpredictably?

They seemed indifferent to her gender identity.

"I have brought it. Do you want it?"

"No."

Then why did you ask!

Fu Zhuo’s expression froze, "Are you toying with me?" Her tone carried some anger.

"No, you’re not worth toying with."

Fu Zhuo: "...."

She now regretted that moment of weakness when she saved this mysterious person.

Sui Yi took an outer robe from the room, attached Demon Que to an inner garment clasp, and walked out.

"You helped me once before; it’s only right I warn you back. Whatever your reasons might be, that’s your affair..."

"Are you going underwater to return a favor?"

"Let’s say it’s to return a favor."

Sui Yi’s words made Fu Zhuo ponder.

Sui Yi had already walked to the pavilion, turned back, and gave a reminder: "You must have noticed too; there’s something odd about all these houses and people. I’m not interested in getting involved."

"I have my own matters to attend to."

After saying this, she placed her robe on the railing, and she had already plunged into the water.

Without a sound.

No Water Gear.

Fu Zhuo watched her disappear into the water, her brow furrowing.

What kind of strange person is this?

Even the Demon Sect isn’t so eccentric.

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This was Sui Yi’s first time going underwater,

Not because she lacked the ability or time, but because there were too many watchful eyes around. She could slip past one or two, but not all. Plus, she wasn’t fully healed; if there were something hidden in the lake, she might not cope well. So, she patiently waited a few days.

Coincidentally, Fu Zhuo showed up herself, giving her a justified reason to go underwater as well.

This Fu Zhuo has secrets, and significant ones at that. Of course, there are also secrets in this house. While she didn’t want to meddle, she knew that if she saw something underwater, she couldn’t disentangle herself from it.

Never mind, consider it as repaying a debt to Fu Zhuo.

With this mindset, Sui Yi swiftly dove underwater.

She had night vision capabilities, so underwater was no different from being above for her.

Once she dove near the lakebed...

"Hmm? What’s that?"

Sui Yi landed on the murky, tangled sands, looking at a large sack lying in the silt, tied with a red rope. It seemed heavy, half-buried in the sand.

The water current was slow, and Sui Yi took a few steps to reach the sack, about to untie it...

Suddenly, in the dark water, a hand circled from behind her neck, strangling her forcefully!

Like a Water Ghost.

The eyes were chillingly cold.

A strangle?

Sui Yi’s fingers were already on his wrist, with a twist, and the person was kneeling half on the ground.

Yet suddenly, Sui Yi felt a slip beneath her fingers, as if the opponent’s hand was like a slippery eel, sliding away, rolling, stirring up clouds of silt and muddy spreading, Sui Yi closed her eyes.

A sharp blade pierced sharply from within the sands.

Puff!

The tip of Demon Que’s scabbard struck his neck, and with a thud, the person coughed up blood and turned to flee.

However, at that moment, Sui Yi didn’t pursue. Her eyes, like stars, glanced towards the left darkness; in a flash, Demon Que was unsheathed, a flash of cold light, and in the darkness, a shadow lurking retreated. Sui Yi saw him dressed in a black-masked Water Gear, his eyes green and chilly, casting her a sinister glance. As Sui Yi attempted to see through his disguise with Magnetic Sensation, he vanished suddenly.

As if vanishing into thin air.

Escape Technique?

Sui Yi paused, glancing into the sack using her Magnetic Sensation, frowned slightly, dispersed her Magnetic Sensation, ensured that he had left, then hid the sack and the unconscious person. Suddenly, she looked upward at the lake’s surface.

Though it was distant, she felt several strong auras.

Are masters approaching?

She furrowed her brow and submerged into the shadows.

Meanwhile, in Sui Yi’s courtyard pavilion above the water, Fu Zhuo sat on a chair, facing a cold-faced man dressed in Government Office attire.

The man had a square face, exuding official authority, with a tiger-head gold armor knife hanging at his left waist. Behind him stood two men in black-gold Government Office uniforms, straight and imposing, staring intently ahead.

Further back, three people guarded the courtyard’s backdoor and rooftop.

"I didn’t expect this murder case to attract Dali Temple’s Yuchi Shaoqing to bring people here so quickly."

Yuchi Zheng looked at Fu Zhuo, his gloved hand chilling, "So you are Fu Zhuo."

Fu Zhuo didn’t respond; the Dali Temple experts behind were enraged, about to reprimand.

Yuchi Zheng waved a hand, and the man glared fiercely at Fu Zhuo, stepping back.

"This murder case has been fully handed over to Dali Temple for investigation; you don’t need to manage it anymore, or it will be overstepping."

"I don’t want our Imperial Court to lose a somewhat capable talent."

Is this praise or threat?

Fu Zhuo stared at Yuchi Zheng, faintly saying, "From the perspective of the Imperial Court, there seems no necessity yet to hand this case to Dali Temple, and the Yamen has received no official documents indicating I should cease handling this case. Since Lord Yuchi is interested, why don’t you show me the documents?"

"How dare you!"

Two Dali Temple experts were furious, shouting angrily.

Yuchi Zheng already narrowed his eyes, murder intent gathering.

"Your courage is great...and your curiosity too intense~~ Whatever’s involved in this case, I fear you’re destined not to know..."

After speaking, two Dali Temple experts behind him drew their swords aggressively.

Blades shimmered fiercely, crisscrossing towards Fu Zhuo’s neck viciously....

Swish!

Fu Zhuo retreated...

Hook Sword!

Clang!

A sword blocked two blades, cutting through, snap! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)