Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 885 475: Soul Hook Bell! (Part 3)

"Who knows!"

Jiang Qi shook his head when faced with Yan Que's guess.

He had pondered this issue himself.

A person with that level of talent couldn't possibly originate from some remote backwater; stumbling upon such fortune is utter absurdity.

Furthermore... if even Dark Moon detects no anomalies, the situation is gravely serious.

"Ah!"

"These are truly chaotic times!"

...

Three days zipped by in an instant.

The Three Judicial Departments.

Ye Jinghong lingered by the study window, gazing outward while deep in contemplation.

He had anticipated harsh rebukes from the Imperial City folks.

To his surprise, they only questioned the details and whether it stemmed from his own plan or Chen Xuan's.

Once verified as Chen Xuan's initiative, they urged full cooperation without any scolding.

"Interesting,"

Ye Jinghong whispered softly.

Chen Xuan clearly shares profound ties with the Ritual Department, and now the Three Judicial Departments show a vague stance too.

"Heh!"

A grin tugged at his lips unbidden, as if those two ancient powerhouses had taken notice of him.

This marked a genuine genius.

Envy welled up uncontrollably in his heart.

He felt thankful too for his decision from back then.

"But..."

An image of a certain figure surfaced in his thoughts, the sole individual toward whom he harbored remorse.

Yet in those circumstances, for both his sake and the Ye Family's, he had no alternative.

"I'll make amends in my next existence,"

He murmured before stepping out of the study for a stroll.

Thoughts of Shen Xuan stirred an odd restlessness in his chest.

Their bond wasn't forged in life-or-death trials, yet it rivaled that of blood brothers.

Thus, it wasn't callousness on his part; fate had compelled him.

"Ye Jinghong!"

A voice he recognized pierced his ears.

"Yes...."

Ye Jinghong's heart plummeted briefly as his gaze swept urgently, spotting a familiar silhouette descending from above.

"How can it be him!?"

What an uncanny twist?

Musing on Shen Xuan, he never imagined Shen Tong, Shen Xuan's father, would appear here.

Worse, Shen Tong's face bore a frightfully somber expression.

"Please don't let it concern Shen Xuan's demise."

Quelling his inner turmoil, he hurried toward Shen Tong, mustering a smile and bowing respectfully, "Greetings, Patriarch Shen."

Despite his modest family origins and brotherly ties with Shen Xuan back then, he never addressed Shen Tong as 'Uncle.'

Their social standings differed vastly; Shen Xuan remained Shen Xuan, and he was merely himself.

Right now, Shen Tong's stare pinned him down, unleashing no overt pressure yet—as a high rank Dao Realm expert, it crushed Ye Jinghong's spirit like an iron vise.

His breaths grew ragged.

Still, Shen Tong held his silence briefly.

In that instant alone, sweat soaked Ye Jinghong; such was high rank Dao Realm might.

"Patriarch Shen, what troubles you?"

Ye Jinghong's smile turned rigid.

"I demand to know... Do you have any knowledge of Xuan'er's death?"

"Boom!"

With those words, Shen Tong's formidable aura exploded outward, crashing onto Ye Jinghong like a raging surge.

In a flash!

Myriad burdens seemed to weigh him down, his frame quivering faintly, "Patriarch Shen, didn't Hidden Kill cause Shen Xuan's death?"

Beneath this onslaught, even uttering words strained Ye Jinghong.

His posture buckled.

"Boom!"

Shen Tong's presence intensified further, "I grant you one final opportunity: any hidden truths, do you know them or not?!"

The thunderous roar detonated within Ye Jinghong's psyche.

"Pff!"

Blood spurted from his mouth, his complexion blanching instantly.

"Patriarch Shen!"

Ye Jinghong roared, channeling his complete first rank Dao Realm strength, his aura shattering the skies over the Three Judicial Departments.

"Presumptuous!"

Shen Tong pierced his ploy instantly.

With a casual palm strike, he swatted at Ye Jinghong.

Against a high rank Dao Realm's blow, Ye Jinghong offered zero defiance, subdued in a heartbeat.

"I warn you against any tricks, or don't fault my mercilessness."

Shen Tong eyed him icily.

"Ruthless?!"

Even the gentlest soul possesses limits; though regretful over Shen Xuan, that clash was Shen Xuan's feud with Chen Xuan—should he endanger the whole Ye Family?

Naturally, he dared not voice such notions.

"Patriarch Shen, as director of Molan Mansion's Three Judicial Departments, what do you imply by 'ruthless'?"

"Slay me?"

That earlier bellow had echoed across the entire Three Judicial Departments.

He doubted Shen Tong's audacity for a public execution.

Moreover...

"Ancestor, heed my plea, or I won't endure much longer."

Never had Ye Jinghong yearned for Chen Xuan's presence more urgently.

Only he could rescue him now.

"Heh!"

Shen Tong sneered disdainfully, "Kill? No, I won't end you."

As a Three Judicial Departments affiliate, Shen Tong wasn't so reckless as to murder Ye Jinghong outright; doing so would invite Zhan Tian's wrath, and even Shen Chong couldn't intervene.

Plus, the Shen Family would suffer reprisals from the Three Judicial Departments.

Refusing to kill left other options open.

Abruptly, a silver bell materialized in Shen Tong's grasp.

"Soul Hook Bell!"

Ye Jinghong's expression twisted in horror, utter dread seizing him!

He never foresaw this Spiritual Treasure in Shen Tong's possession.

Below Dao Realm, none could withstand the Soul Hook Bell.

It surpassed Soul Search in ease, dropping the victim instantly into obedience.

"Ding-ding..."

Shen Tong rattled the Soul Hook Bell.

"It's finished!"

Ye Jinghong's visage turned deathly pale, awareness fading into haze.

"Shen Tong... You dare!"

A gentle voice echoed overhead at the Three Judicial Departments, snapping Ye Jinghong free from the Soul Hook Bell's grasp.

His thoughts sharpened once more.