Chapter 1414 - 1414: I Was Just Kidding

"You! Killed! Them?"

Prince Yun emphasized every word.

His face instantly turned extremely unpleasant.

His gaze was as if he wanted to devour someone.

"Yes, I killed all seven Divine Monarchs, and I take responsibility for it."

Brother Cheng patted his chest, acting very 'responsibly'.

"Bah!"

Spit flew directly from Prince Yun's mouth.

Luckily, Brother Cheng moved quickly; otherwise, he would have been spat all over.

"If you're talking, just talk properly. This is the Celestial Pill Department, don't pee or poop anywhere!"

Brother Cheng criticized him very discontentedly.

"Aren't you a senior official of the Celestial Palace? Do you not have this minimum level of decorum?"

Prince Yun was almost infuriated enough to faint.

Yet you're the troublemaker causing chaos in the Celestial Palace, and you're lecturing me about decorum?

Ah, no, this wasn't the important issue right now.

Clang!

He drew his Dao Sword immediately.

"If you dare to speak nonsense again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

This time, the three eighth-grade Grandmasters sitting behind Brother Cheng were the ones who were displeased.

"Prince Yun, you're going too far."

"Jiang Cheng is the chief of our Celestial Pill Department, held in high esteem by us. If you attack him, then you're attacking our Celestial Pill Department."

Tian Lin Daoist Venerable coldly laid down the law.

"At that time, we cannot guarantee what we might do."

Even though they were just Daoist Venerables, the words of an eighth-grade Imperial Alchemist carried great weight.

Prince Yun could only sheath his sword once again.

This left Brother Cheng feeling a bit regretful; going straight to a battle might not have been impossible.

Only, it would damage the flowers and plants of the Celestial Pill Department.

"Tell me truthfully, how did you know that King Yi of Shi and Prince Yi had fallen?"

"What exactly happened at that time?"

"Aren't you going to confess?"

Jiang Cheng had just admitted it, but he didn't believe it at all, only seeing it as an insult to his intelligence.

"I told you, it was me."

"You think you're worthy?"

Prince Yun sneered: "Do you consider yourself worthy to take responsibility for this matter?"

"Who could you possibly kill with such meager power?"

"Even if King Shi stood in front of you and didn't fight back, you wouldn't be able to shake him."

"Claiming credit for this colossal crime, you think you would be able to make yourself look good? You're an imbecile!"

"It truly was me!"

Brother Cheng got agitated as well: "I swear, it's my own achievement, why can't I claim it?"

"I want to see who dares to steal my battle exploits."

"It's absurd; I've told you, but you still don't believe it."

Prince Yun mocked, "Take a good look at yourself. Are you worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as a Daoist Saint?"

"Fine, I'm unworthy then."

Brother Cheng thought to himself, I admitted it truthfully, so you wouldn't have to trouble yourself finding the culprit.

Since you stubbornly refuse to believe, then just keep wasting your energy and slowly search.

Prince Yun continued to ask, "What exactly happened that day?"

With his achievements unrecognized, Brother Cheng was in a poor mood, so he started to feign ignorance.

"What day?"

"The day King Shi and Prince Yi were killed!"

"Oh, that day I slept in, brushed my teeth once waking up, and had a discussion with a girl beside me about life goals..."

Prince Yun's temples twitched.

"I'm not asking what you did that day; I'm asking what happened at the scene where they were killed!"

"Who was killed?" Brother Cheng continued to act clueless.

Prince Yun almost wanted to slam the table again.

"King Shi and Prince Yi!" he spat out between clenched teeth.

"Ah? They died?" Brother Cheng looked utterly surprised.

Acting as if he had just learned about it.

Prince Yun ultimately couldn't hold back, and the table in front of him shattered into powder.

His fury was completely uncontrollable, pointing at Brother Cheng and roaring angrily.

"You better stop pretending, honestly tell me what happened at that time!"

Jiang Cheng regarded him as if he had rabies.

He shook his head sympathetically.

"Then you should ask them yourself; why ask me when I don't know."

Prince Yun thought, they're all dead; where do I go to ask?

Unable to deduce retrospectively, despite searching countless people throughout Yuanji Dao, not a single eyewitness was found.

"How could you not know, when you just said you knew about their deaths…"

"Did I say that?"

"You just admitted it moments ago!"

"I don't remember; do you have evidence?"

Prince Yun felt he'd never encountered such a top-grade individual in his life.

Moments ago, he admitted it himself, unexpectedly retracting it?

He truly had no evidence, since he didn't record it live.

"You all heard!"

So he sought witnesses.

"He obviously admitted knowing King Shi and Prince Yi were killed…"

The other three in the room waved their hands repeatedly.

Tian Lin Daoist Venerable looked puzzled.

"Did that really happen?"

Taiheng Daoist Venerable answered firmly.

"I heard nothing at all."

Beihe Daoist Venerable smiled and shook his head.

"Prince Yun loves joking."

They had originally admired Brother Cheng deeply, and after the Alchemy Dao conference, they completely turned into Brother Cheng's followers.

If Elder Jiang said something, it was gospel.

Even if black and white were reversed, it was insignificant.

Prince Yun was livid on the spot; he wished to wreak havoc in the Celestial Pill Department.

But he couldn't do that.

Ultimately, he could only point a trembling finger at the four present.

"You are very good, extraordinarily good!"

"The deaths of the seven Divine Monarchs cannot just pass like this!"

"Let me ask you one last time, who exactly killed the seven Divine Monarchs?"

Brother Cheng put away his smile, his eyelids lowered slightly as he leisurely sipped tea.

Then he glanced indifferently at the ink-black faced Prince Yun.

"With such meager power, how could I have entered the scene of their deaths? You should ask someone worthy to be compared to the Divine Monarchs!"

Prince Yun suddenly felt some regret.

To know, Jiang Cheng was the one he 'incidentally' discovered as the 'only' possible witness.

Extremely valuable.

No matter how much he disliked this young man, he should have first extracted the information rather than mockingly questioning his worth.

Now that he's offended, it's difficult to ask.

In pursuit of the truth of that day, he softened his tone.

"I was just speaking casually earlier, don't take it to heart."

"No worries, no worries."

Brother Cheng generously waved with a smile.

"I was speaking casually too."

"Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't mind."

"Of course, my heart is always magnanimous."

Prince Yun cursed internally, given a stick you would climb the sky.

Wait for it, when the bet concludes, I'll show you!

But outwardly, he maintained a smile.

"So what exactly happened that day?"

"I didn't see it." Brother Cheng regretfully shrugged.

"What? Didn't you just say…"

"I was joking, you took it seriously?"

Brother Cheng got up and left the hall, offering a wave of farewell in his wake.

From afar, he called out.

"It's getting late; our Celestial Pill Department doesn't serve meals!"