The most obvious characteristic of heretical cultists is that their flesh and blood rapidly disappear after death, turning into bones.
Apart from this, no other strange phenomenon would occur even if one were poisoned by a strange poison.
There were too many martial arts heroes in Jade Capital City, and at a glance, one could tell they were heretical cultists.
The surrounding people screamed in succession.
"Heretical cultists have infiltrated Jade Capital City!"
"Are the city gate guards just decorations?"
"If these guys get in, aren't we all in danger?"
"Even if they do get in, what can they do? There are so many masters from the Town Guard Division; they won't be allowed to run amok."
"But they are a bunch of guys who aren't afraid of death."
"Hmph, there is no one who is truly not afraid of death."
Chu Zhiyuan took the surrounding people's discussions into his ears.
The common people of Jade Capital City still had a great sense of security, after all, the Town Guard Division masters were always wandering around in front of them.
Once there was something unusual, the Town Guard Division would immediately move out, rushing to be the first, as these were all meritorious deeds.
Within the range of his extrasensory perception, as long as there were heretical cultists, he would directly kill them with his Saber Soul.
If it were a Grandmaster, he really couldn't kill them, but killing Masters and innate experts with the Saber Soul was as easy as turning his hand.
Thus, as he walked along the way, eleven heretical cultists had already died.
They died silently, their bodies rapidly shrinking until only white bones remained.
Chu Zhiyuan's face was solemn, and when he returned to the Qing Prince's Mansion, his face was already as dark as water.
Those who could enter Jade Capital City had all practiced the same kind of mental technique, which could conceal their aura and escape the perception of the Masters at the city gate.
The Masters guarding these city gates were all people with particularly keen senses, and if they could be deceived, it meant that they could also deceive the masters of the Town Guard Division in the city.
When he saw these heretical cult disciples, he would directly destroy them, the Saber Soul directly dispatched, unknowingly and without being noticed.
At noon this day, Cheng Yifeng, Cheng Miaozhen, and Consort Shu left the Princess's Mansion together and came to a restaurant, Qingfeng Restaurant.
Qingfeng Restaurant was one of the top restaurants in Jade Capital City, forty to fifty meters high, with wine flags standing high in the sky, fluttering in the wind.
Sitting in an elegant room on the third floor, Cheng Yifeng chuckled and said, "Mother, little sister, sitting here, I always feel like I'm still in Divine Capital, always having a sense of familiarity."
Cheng Miaozhen took off her white veil, glared at him, and hummed, "Jade Capital is indeed no different from Divine Capital."
She looked at the quiet and beautiful woman sitting aside and said softly, "Mother, how is it here?"
Her appearance was extremely beautiful, and she resembled Cheng Miaozhen very closely. Sitting together, they looked more like sisters than mother and daughter.
Consort Shu nodded gently, looking out the window: "It does look like Divine Capital."
Cheng Miaozhen said: "Mother, you like excitement, then we will often come out to eat."
The biggest drawback in the palace was that it was deserted, cold and deserted all day long.
And she knew that her mother liked excitement very much and hated calmness the most.
She had been extremely depressed these years, and now she could finally enjoy this prosperity and excitement to her heart's content.
This was something that could never be enjoyed in Divine Capital.
Consort Shu shook her head gently: "I'm not that greedy."
Cheng Miaozhen's identity was a bit special, so she should not come out if she could.
Staying quietly in the Prince's Mansion, no one would provoke her, but if she often ran outside, inevitably, some disgruntled people would deliberately target her and find fault.
"Mother, it's nothing." Cheng Yifeng laughed and said, "Little sister is now a princess of two dynasties, no one will mess around."
"You---" Consort Shu glared at him and shook her head: "When will you be sensible?"
"Mother--!"
Consort Shu hummed: "In the future, you should listen more to your little sister in everything!"
"Mother, I'm already twenty-two years old, not a child. I listened to my little sister when I was a child, and now I still have to listen to my little sister?"
Cheng Miaozhen smiled and said, "Elder brother now has to listen to that Xiao Qiuyuan."
"Hmph." Consort Shu's face suddenly darkened, and she glared at him: "Don't think wildly, it's impossible!"
"Mother--!" Cheng Yifeng called out dissatisfiedly: "Can't I even decide who I want to marry?"
"Do you think you can decide?" Consort Shu said: "Can your imperial father agree?"
"Marrying a disciple of Moon Invitation Palace, how could he not agree?"
Consort Shu said: "Moon Invitation Palace will not agree either. You should give up on this idea as soon as possible, so as not to hurt others and yourself! --- Why don't you explain your identity to her? Deceiving people like this is really wrong!"
"I knew she was a prince, but I was afraid of scaring her away."
Consort Shu said coldly: "You want to learn your imperial father's trick of deceiving women? --- It's true that you don't learn the good, but you learn the bad as soon as you learn it!"
"... --- I'll tell her next time we meet." Cheng Yifeng said helplessly.
He immediately realized that he had hit the nail on the head, just touching his mother's sad spot.
What she was most annoyed about was that the Great Zhen Emperor had disguised himself and broke into the martial arts world, deceiving her, leading to the current outcome.
If she hadn't met the Great Zhen Emperor, she felt that she would be plain but peaceful now, not like this.
She hated this trick the most, but Cheng Yifeng did it too.
"Hey, mother, listen." Cheng Miaozhen quickly changed the subject, pointing downstairs.
The voices downstairs faintly came.
"Heaven's Punishment! This is Heaven's Punishment!"
"Heretical cultists, everyone should punish them!"
"Good riddance, they deserve to die!"
"Hehe --- · · ·"
"This is not Heaven's Punishment, this is the power of the Son of Heaven Sword!"
"Son of Heaven Sword?"
"It seems you haven't heard this news, the Son of Heaven Sword has the power to ward off evil, do you know?"
"I don't know, I don't know."
"It seems I've heard of it --- ..."
"Tell me quickly, tell me."
"This is actually a very simple matter, the Son of Heaven Sword has the power to ward off evil, and as the Emperor's cultivation increases, the power of the Son of Heaven Sword is also increasing, and the power to ward off evil is becoming more and more powerful."
"No wonder!"
"Only the Son of Heaven Sword has such a magical power, only the Emperor has this ability!"
As long as a heretical cultist stepped into Jade Capital City, he would be silently killed by the Son of Heaven Sword.
This news spread like wildfire in Jade Capital City, and within a short period of three days, everyone knew about it.
People speculated about how these heretical cultists died, surely it couldn't be poisoning, right?
Among the various discussions, the one that eventually dominated was this one.
The power of the Son of Heaven Sword!
People praised the power of the Son of Heaven Sword and felt honored.
Cheng Yifeng looked at Cheng Miaozhen in surprise: "Is the Son of Heaven Sword so powerful?"
Cheng Miaozhen shook her head gently.
"If it's not the Son of Heaven Sword, then who could it be?" Cheng Yifeng smiled and said, "This martial art is too weird, dying silently without any injuries, dying too strangely."
The discussions outside continued to sound, varied and one after another.
Cheng Yifeng and Cheng Miaozhen were also discussing.
Cheng Yifeng had been eating out every day for the past two days, and he had heard enough news, and he sighed: "Among these heretical cultists, there are Masters, Masters, dying silently, scary!"
He himself was also a sixth-level Master, possibly not as good as some of the dead heretical cultists.
If he encountered this power, would he also die silently?
Cheng Miaozhen said: "It only kills heretical cults, what are you worried about?"
"Who is killing the heretical cults?" Cheng Yifeng asked curiously: "I don't think it's the Great Jing Emperor."
Cheng Miaozhen's bright eyes flashed, and she immediately thought of someone, but she didn't say it.
