Stop it, Taoist, Your Fight almost Ruins the DAO!

"Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture"? From where did Your Majesty learn that my Supreme Daoist Sect possesses this scripture?

Uncle Huan was holding a white piece. Upon hearing Ying Si's words, his pupils involuntarily tightened. He slightly frowned; looking at the chessboard before him, where he was in an advantageous position, he immediately placed a piece down.

"No need for you, Fellow Huan, to worry about that. I naturally have other means to know of such matters. Why? Do you intend to equivocate and make me break my word to the State Preceptor?"

Ying Si's eyebrows first furrowed, and then he sighed helplessly,

"Alas, Fellow Huan, as you know, this State Preceptor of mine has a heavy heart and a ruthless hand. I was careless and fell into his scheme, deceived and lost a bet."

"Now, there's no choice. I, the Millennium Emperor of Great Qin, whose words carry the weight of gold and jade and the mandate of heaven, naturally cannot let them fall to the ground. Thus, I had to make a difficult decision and shamelessly come to your Supreme Daoist Sect to ask for the method."

Uncle Huan glanced at the person before him. He had lived for most of his life, seen all kinds of people, but he couldn't detect any signs of 'difficulty' on Ying Si's face, although the shamelessness was evident.

Just as Uncle Huan was lost in thought, there was a 'clang'—a sudden sound of something heavy hitting the ground. He looked closely and saw that it was the Human Emperor's precious treasure, the Ancestral Dragon Golden Decree, falling from Ying Si's hand.

"Ah, Fellow Huan, my apologies, my hand slipped."

Ying Si, wearing a smile, summoned the golden radiance back up his sleeve, showing an apologetic smile. Yet, his piercing eyes were fixed intently on the spot where Uncle Huan's white piece had landed.

Previously, when they were playing chess, they were both kneeling, but now, Ying Si's spine suddenly straightened, his demeanor screaming 'do what you have to do'.

At this moment, Uncle Huan, looking at Ying Si's expression, opened his mouth but couldn't bring himself to say anything. He recalled how the Millennium Emperor mentioned the State Preceptor's dark heart and ruthless hands, unsure whether it was an admission about himself.

Remaining silent for a long while, Uncle Huan wanted to capture Ying Si's large dragon with the white piece but hesitated, as Ying Si's hand was already on the chessboard.

After a long thought, with a snap, Uncle Huan offset the white piece by six squares from its original position, creating a situation where Ying Si's black dragon not only escaped a dire fate but also surrounded Uncle Huan's white pieces.

"Your Majesty truly cares deeply for the State Preceptor; to obtain the 'Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture', you even risked exposing Great Qin's operative placed within the upper echelons of my Supreme Daoist Sect."

"However, I still have a question that puzzles me; even within my Supreme Daoist Sect, the existence of the 'Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture' is known to only three to five people. I wish to know, with such elaborate measures to obtain this Martial Scripture, what exactly do the State Preceptor and Your Majesty intend to do with it?" Uncle Huan asked with a sigh of regret.

"You should ask Yi Taoist about this question, I just need to obtain the 'Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture'. As for what the State Preceptor will do with it, that's not of my concern."

"Fellow Huan, you should know, I am the ruler of Qin, and in the future, I will be the supreme ruler of the Human Realm. In my eyes, everyone has their rightful place, I seldom interfere with the detailed affairs of the six ministries and the governing bodies of various families."

"I am interested in results! I will hand over the Martial Scripture to the State Preceptor; even if he uses it to prop up a table, that's his business, not mine."

"We have known each other for many years, Fellow Huan, and that's all I have to say today."

"You should know, in this world, the people who know more don't necessarily live longer."

Observing the placement of Uncle Huan's white pieces, Ying Si's previously stiff back relaxed, and he jovially placed another piece, encircling the neck of Uncle Huan's white dragon yet again, but his gaze bore a significant look.

"Everyone has their place, and should mind their own business, right?"

"Indeed, every cultivator who has reached our level has had their fair share of incredible fates." Uncle Huan smiled wryly, clearly picking up on the direct warning and subtext from Ying Si's words.

Mind your own business, secure your own rewards—that's all Ying Si cared about, and he didn't want to meddle in anything else.

"Then, Your Majesty, what does my Supreme Daoist Sect stand to gain?" Tired of the encroaching chess, Uncle Huan decisively returned the white piece to the container, stating firmly.

"Excellent! The compensation offered by me and the State Preceptor is—The Supreme Daoist Sect will not repeat the mistakes of Dragon Tiger Mountain. How about it? Times are tough nowadays, Fellow Huan."

"Heavenly Secret Hall has warned me of a great disaster approaching from the West; nobody knows what the future holds. However, I can make a promise to protect the Supreme Daoist Sect once."

Uncle Huan clearly wasn't satisfied with Ying Si's promise:

"All under heaven belong to the king, and all within its borders are his servants. In the face of a great calamity, my Supreme Daoist Sect has always cooperated with Great Qin. According to our previous promise, Great Qin naturally should assist us in times of crisis."

"This act, Your Majesty, clearly lacks sincerity."

"What are you talking about, Fellow Huan? I have said those words, but when many sects are struck by calamity, whom should the State Preceptor and I help first? That's still to be discussed."

"Just hand the 'Slash the Three Corpses Martial God Scripture' over to me, and when it is time, the Supreme Daoist Sect, having the friendship of Great Qin, will be top of the list for me and the State Preceptor."