Blue Moon Case - 1

I am Tang Xiu, the Ninth Prince of the Minor God Realm, and my arrival here was marked by a transmigration from the human world, following my demise from cancer. Discovering this realm beneath Heaven revealed a shattered celestial domain, for Heaven had met its demise ages ago, amidst the impending return of the Heavenly Gods.

Unlike my fellow princes, I did not inherit an Essence of God at birth, a lack that estranged me from the favor of my father, Tang Tian. Instead, I was cast away to Xinjiang Province, nestled dangerously close to the realms of monsters and demons.

My aspirations of ascending to the status of even a Lesser God were thwarted, for I am disabled in a way that defies conventional remedy—I lack my right hand, a disability that confines me from gathering any form of divine energy. A poignant irony it is, as the idea of becoming the God of the Disabled seems implausible within these celestial bounds.

Helpless in altering my condition, I possess a unique ability to perceive the levels and God Essence of others within this celestial realm. As the royal butler respectfully announces our arrival in Xinjiang Province, I decide to step outside. Accompanying me is my butler, a towering figure with white hair and eyes—an individual without God Essence, yet possessing godly white eyes capable of discerning evil spirits.

Despite my limitations, I maintain a pragmatic view. Observing the children of the province, I contemplate the possibility of finding one with a God Essence to adopt. Dismissing any foolish notions of stealing their Essence for my own ascension, I approach a fragile 4-year-old named Xu, adorned in tattered clothes, wielding the God Essence of the God of Life.

Curious about the child's delicate appearance despite bearing the essence of life, I inquire of my butler, "Can we take this child with us?" The butler, in his gentle yet firm manner, approaches the child and extends an invitation. Though wary of potential kidnapping, the child cautiously declines. Assuring the child of my intentions, I reveal my identity as the Ninth Prince and express my desire to adopt someone into my family.

Soon, more impoverished children, their eyes reflecting the plea for a better life, gather around me. Understanding their silent request, I decide to take all four fragile children with me to the royal house in Xinjiang Province.

Observing the children's lively play outside, I couldn't help but ponder the monotony of my existence in the Minor Heavenly Realm. Despite my celestial surroundings, my weakness was glaring—my servants surpassed me in power, and even children like Xu and Wu possessed more energy than I did.

Energy Levels:

- Tang Xiu: 7

- Xu: 27 | Di: 9

- Wu: 14 | Be: 8

Closing the window, I resigned myself to reading a book, though it was never a pastime I relished. Frustration mounted within me—why couldn't they draw manhuas instead of these dull novels?

Butler Ju's knock interrupted my thoughts. He presented the Blue Moon Case file, reminding me of my purpose in Xinjiang Province. Though unsure why my father had entrusted me with this task, I had no choice but to comply.

Reading through the case file, I was abruptly jolted by Wu's voice outside. Rushing out, I discovered Xu had suddenly collapsed while playing. Fearing the worst, I urgently summoned Butler Ju to summon a doctor.

After the doctor's arrival and administering some medication, Xu's energy level surged to 32 as he regained consciousness. The doctor explained that Xu had fainted due to energy fluctuations.

Deep in thought, I pondered the peculiar occurrence, perplexed by Xu's sudden increase in energy upon awakening. The mystery of this incident lingered in my mind, leaving me intrigued and unsettled.

The following morning, I headed to the Provincial Internal Guard Office, akin to a police station in this realm. There, I delved deeper into the Blue Moon Case, a recurring incident coinciding with the monthly festival in Xinjiang Province.

As I sifted through records and gathered information, I discovered that the next Blue Moon Night festival was merely four days away. Determined to unravel the mystery, I meticulously combed through old files in a bid to solve the case before the impending festival.

The Blue Moon Case was intertwined with the Blue Moon festival, observed on the 28th day of the month, dedicated to praying for the protection of the people by the God of War, Skanda, against attacks from monsters and demons. It was recorded that on this day, a resident of the province had met his demise, his right hand severed and bearing injuries akin to those incurred in battle.

The circumstances hinted at the possibility of a fallen warrior or perhaps a sacrificial act. My quest to understand the selection process for the victim intensified—I needed to decipher how this individual was chosen. The impending festival loomed ahead, urging me to swiftly uncover the truth behind this enigmatic ritual.

Tang Xiu engaged with the families of the deceased individuals who had been killed within the confines of the Tanimg Palace. His inquiries, however, yielded scant clues. Moving on, he explored an inn situated near the Tanimg Palace—a rental abode for over 32 families.

His investigation revealed a perplexing pattern—deaths occurring in various locations with distinctive names like Xanfeng, Liang, Mao, Mount Street, and Dang Xia. Frustration gnawed at him; the victims varied in age and gender, yet they shared a common trait—a frail physique. Tang Xiu grappled with the possibility of a connection based on physical fragility or energy levels but found himself at a loss for concrete deductions.

Distressed by his inability to grasp the intricacies of the case, Tang Xiu lamented his lack of detective skills. Overwhelmed and anxious with the looming Blue Moon festival, he expressed his desperation to Butler Ju, pleading for any lead or assistance in securing a detective.

Butler Ju's responses were disheartening—unable to procure a detective thus far. Tang Xiu's frustration simmered, questioning why his loyal butler hadn't found a detective yet, exacerbating his already mounting anxiety about solving the case before the impending festival.

"Your dish, sir," the waiter interjected as Tang Xiu was lost in thought.

"Thank you," Tang Xiu acknowledged before the waiter hinted at someone seated nearby—a noble dressed in blue Hanfu.

Xiao Yan's Profile:

- Age: 3700

- Nationality: Chinese

- Energy: 97000Qi

- Realm: Dao God Realm

- Minor God for 7 years

- Occupation: Cultivation and Investigation

- Expertise: Finding individuals and treasures, particularly swords

Sharing the intricacies of the case, Tang Xiu sought Xiao Yan's assistance. "I understand your concern, Prince, and I will aid in solving the case, but I require some time," Xiao Yan assured.

Tang Xiu, displaying a nonchalant attitude, retorted, "Time is not on our side, my friend."

Despite the urgency, Xiao Yan faced difficulty investigating due to time constraints. To mitigate the risks, he decided to bolster the province's security.

On the night of the Blue Moon festival, amidst the streets of the Damning Palace, Tang Xiu grappled with frustration. He lamented his fate—dying, transmigrating as a prince without God Essence, feeling unequal to the Supreme God.

In an unexpected turn, Tang Xiu found himself kidnapped, slipping into unconsciousness. Faint and bewildered, he couldn't comprehend the sudden turn of events.