This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 135 The main historical storyline has always existed.

However, he still had doubts in his mind: where did Chen Miao and Daji go?

How could they have disappeared without a trace?

It should be noted that neither Chen Miao nor Daji are people that can be easily dealt with by ordinary people.

He preferred to believe that something bad had happened to him rather than that they had met with an accident, but reality slapped him hard across the face like a resounding blow.

Whether it was him being framed or the sacrificial ceremony, he felt it was still within acceptable limits.

Only the disappearance of Daji, every time he recalled it, made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his hair stood on end.

Who on earth could have such ability to take Daji away?

I wonder how much time has passed outside. Shouldn't Ruoxue have taken some action by now?

Things happened so fast that he was completely unprepared, which put him in an extremely passive position.

In this dark and gloomy prison, he was like a fish on a chopping board, anxiously waiting for Ruoxue's people to contact him, because he firmly believed that Consort Xian might abandon him, but Ruoxue would never.

However, the first person to arrive was not Ruoxue, but Huangfu Lingxue.

Xiao Xingchen was surprised to see her in the prison, since their relationship only existed in the mysterious case of the illegitimate child.

"I always thought that a young sword immortal should be unparalleled in the world and awe-inspiring, but I never expected that one day I would witness such a tragic young sword immortal."

The princess's slightly mocking voice was like a sharp sword, piercing the gates of the prison and striking Xiao Xingchen's eardrums, making him laugh weakly.

"Someone, open the door!"

"Please, Your Highness!" The jailer, his face full of obsequiousness, listened to the orders like a lapdog.

"Is someone secretly watching you? I have something important to discuss with you, and we need to speak privately."

The eldest princess raised an eyebrow, her tone exuding an unquestionable authority.

"No...no...no."

"Is there any?"

Huangfu Lingxue's voice was as cold as ice, startling the jailer so much that he trembled and hurriedly replied,

"No, absolutely not!"

"I hope so. If I find out that someone is spying on you, you should know the consequences."

"Yes, yes, Your Highness, I will obey your orders. I will guard the outside with my life. You may ask me any questions with peace of mind."

Before leaving, the jailer secretly glanced at Xiao Xingchen again, muttering to himself that he realized for the first time the special identity of the prisoner in front of him.

Last time it was the Supreme Lord, this time it's the Eldest Princess; each one is someone he can't possibly befriend.

He realized that the prisoner was a big shot. Thinking of the cruel punishments, he couldn't help but shudder, fearing that he would be implicated. He had already begun to plan how to get close to the prisoner when no one was around.

The jailer left with a heavy heart, leaving the princess alone.

Just as the princess was about to speak, she saw Xiao Xingchen shake her head slightly, which made her beautiful eyes turn cold, and she re-examined her surroundings.

The seal bearing the character "语" (language) shimmered with a faint light. Xiao Xingchen attempted to imitate Daji in his mind and communicate with Huangfu Lingxue telepathically.

With the royal family's supporters eyeing the area covetously, this place is truly fraught with danger.

"There's surveillance. Can you hear me talking to you?"

The princess abruptly stopped, a look of astonishment flashing across her face, but it vanished in an instant. Although she didn't know how Xingchen had done it, she understood that for the young man before her to possess such a miraculous method of communication, this place must be unsafe.

"Do not reveal the slightest flaw. There is an extremely well-hidden person watching from the shadows. You must not let them discover you."

Xiao Xingchen's warning sent a chill down the princess's spine. She looked around, but saw no one. This undoubtedly meant that the person lurking in the shadows was far stronger than her own Triple Ghost Sword technique.

"Xiao Xingchen, I've come here today only to ask you one question: why did you kill Chen Haoran?"

The eldest princess feigned an official demeanor and questioned loudly. This time, she made no attempt to hide her true intentions, and even the jailer guarding outside heard her clearly.

"Hmm? You won't tell me? I'm only asking you out of respect for the Empress Dowager. If you insist on not telling me, then there's nothing I can do to help you."

The eldest princess seemed to be talking to herself, yet in her mind, Xiao Xingchen's words struck her nerves like a heavy hammer, causing her brows to furrow even more deeply.

"The one who killed Chen Haoran was a royal retainer. There is a great secret hidden beneath the Immortal Pavilion, and everything is related to sacrifices. They are conducting a kind of sacrifice that we have no idea about, which requires a constant supply of offerings. Chen Haoran, and I, are both sacrifices they have chosen. I even think this is just the beginning. They must have chosen many more people as sacrifices, but we just haven't discovered it yet."

“Following the trail of the demon sacrifice, we can see that they may gain immense power through this ritual, which is the root of the problem. Therefore, there will be a continuous stream of sacrifices being brutally murdered.”

Faced with Xiao Xingchen's incessant chatter, the princess hesitated several times, unable to ask any questions. She could only nod silently and then try a different approach to convey her message to him.

"Since you killed Chen Haoran, Yong'an City has been shaken. The Emperor was furious, the officials were in a panic, and the Dragon Pattern Army searched the Chen residence from top to bottom, but they couldn't find a trace of Chen Haoran's daughter. Oh, by the way, after severely torturing the Chen family, they discovered that your mute wife had also vanished without a trace, and there has been no news of her since."

She was revealing to Xiao Xingchen that, apart from Chen Haoran, his family members and Daji had all disappeared.

"There is one more thing. Someone came to me, begging me to clear your name. He only came because he recognized the character '祭' (sacrifice). If you know anything about the inside story, you can tell me. Perhaps I have a way to save you."

The eldest princess slowly squatted down, her voice undisguised, as she leaned over Xiao Xingchen's face.

To outsiders, she appeared to be examining her injuries, but in reality, she uttered a name in a barely audible voice.

Xiao Xingchen's eyes flashed suddenly. It was him, the Scholar Sword, Lan Beitang!

To everyone's surprise, he actually recognized that ritual! This meant that the eldest princess had already begun to touch upon the true Houtu ritual.

In the previous life, it was these key figures who shone brightly at the Houtu Sacrifice, gaining widespread fame and becoming known throughout the world.

This made him realize that history always exists, and although his appearance caused a deviation in this history, the key main historical events still need the participation of these key figures.

Just like the Princess and Lan Beitang before us, as the mystery of the Houtu Festival is gradually revealed, these people who were deeply involved in it in their previous lives have already taken the lead in touching everything related to the festival.

Thinking of this, he seemed to have a sudden realization: if he could gather together those key figures from his previous life, could he unlock the secret of the Poet Immortal Gathering ahead of time?

After much hesitation, he finally revealed the information about his past life for the first time.

This has nothing to do with whether he trusts Huangfu Lingxue or not; it's simply because she is a key figure in the Houtu Sacrifice, and she is qualified to know all of this.

The seal of the character "语" (yǔ, meaning language) shimmered with dazzling light, like a brilliant star in the night sky; his voice was as resounding as a great bell.

The words echoed in the Princess's mind once more: "Huangfu Lingxue, what I am about to say is of utmost importance, and you must remember it well."

The eldest princess paused slightly, trembling like a flower petal in the wind, then nodded emphatically.

"Go and find these people, and gather them around you. One of them is Lan Beitang. Now that he has found you, do not let him leave easily."

"The geniuses from all nations who will be participating in the Poetry Immortal Gathering are about to arrive. Remember these few people: Hua Xiaolou, Meng Qianfan, and the little monk Miaowu. Befriend them. If you can form an alliance, that would be excellent. The Poetry Immortal Gathering may bring about earth-shattering events, and you few will be the key to breaking the deadlock."

"In addition, someone will appear soon... Let me think for a moment. This person will appear at a steamed bun shop. That steamed bun shop should be located in the northwest corner of Yong'an. I forgot the name. Send someone to keep a close eye on that steamed bun shop and look for a chubby boy named Er Gou Dan. This person needs to be closely monitored. Do not interfere. Just keep a silent watch."

The princess's brows furrowed tightly, like a crumpled piece of paper. As these words flooded her mind like a tidal wave, her eyes revealed shock and confusion, as if she had been struck by a mysterious lightning bolt, a prophetic vision.

She couldn't help but re-examine Xiao Xingchen. She had no way of verifying his words, but after seeing Xiao Xingchen's solemn and imposing gaze, she was somewhat shaken. Xiao Xingchen seemed to have truly seen through some possible future events. Could he be performing divination and prediction?

But how is that possible? How can anyone predict something that hasn't happened yet?

The eldest princess was so engrossed in these words that she lost herself in thought, which made Xiao Xingchen extremely anxious. He shouted at the top of his lungs.

"I've been wronged! I've been wronged! Please save me! I know the secret of the Sword Immortal! Get me out of here, and I'll tell you everything!"

This shout was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, deafening and instantly pulling the princess back from her reverie. It also struck the hidden observers like a thunderbolt, causing them to tremble violently.

He knows the secret of the Sword Immortal? This question was like a thunderbolt, even the Princess doubted whether she had heard it correctly.