Chapter 54: The Assassination

On the day of the Beginning of Summer, the heat was excessive.
The continuously rising temperature made it stifling and hard to breathe.
At this moment, Jiang Ning, sitting in the courtyard, looked at the person before her with a stern expression.
"Miss Zhong, how have those commoners been doing recently?"
Zhong Xiaoxiao bowed slightly, her tone respectful: "Eldest Princess, after..."
Night had now enveloped the entire Eleventh District, and a military combat airship soared through the air like a hawk hunting for prey. It hovered overhead, casting a blinding searchlight that made a radius of dozens of meters around the Ming family residence as bright as day.
"What? Are you still afraid that I would harm you?" Rong Wuyan asked from within the sedan chair, retaliating after seeing that Qin Feng remained unmoved.
Bigshots all love the light, especially since he himself had been a Party member previously due to special reasons.
Lin Xuanyi, waiting on the outer perimeter, was scared out of his wits, but with his grandmother in such perilous jeopardy, he could not just stand by and do nothing.
These demons transformed into human forms one by one and flew up into the sky. Qin Feng smiled faintly, flashed past them one by one, and then completely crippled the cultivation of every single one of them.
Fang Buhui did not want to film a wildly popular sensational hit, nor did he wish to see any smash-hit creation emerge from his own hands, because he was well aware that sometimes creating a blockbuster was not necessarily a good thing.
Yet at this moment, 'Lingyunzi' was blinded by greed and single-mindedly wanted to expand the Lingyun Sword Sect, completely overlooking this point as he led the remaining disciples to continue pursuing the Great Ming army.
Due to the increasingly thin spiritual Qi of heaven and earth in modern times and the gradual scarcity of martial cultivation resources, the Dragon Seeking Sect had always been determined to discover the Martial Source Secret Realm to refine the general environment for martial artists' cultivation.
"As long as you are not afraid, please, General, muster your troops at once and accompany us to rendezvous with the Prince," the eighteen hidden maidships smiled.
Even as she sneezed with a cold laugh, a chill suddenly swept over her body, and she let out another "achoo!" of a sneeze. Poor thing, sitting on the bed with no handkerchief to shield herself, she hurriedly covered her face with both hands, only to end up with her palms covered in snot.
Upon receiving the memorial, Kou Zhun was overjoyed and immediately requested an audience with the Empress Dowager to respectfully present the battle plan, demanding that hostilities commence immediately according to the original deployment.
The two of them finished their meal sweetly and happily cleaned up the kitchen and dining room together, after which they hugged each other on the sofa to watch television.
Although the old man knew that his rebellious disciple was intentionally luring him to meet the Sword Emperor, he could not simply abandon the pursuit and watch the Sword Emperor continue to linger in the Demonic Sect, unable to enter Tianxuan and wholeheartedly follow him in studying Daoist arts. In his heart, he felt both gratified for his former disciple and the Tianxuan lineage's future prosperity, and melancholic about his current plight.
As soon as Xuliang Yanyu left, the Emotionless True Venerable also rose to take her leave. Emperor Lan suggested that Chen Liu accompany her back to Emotionless Mountain for a trip, asking her and Feiyu to offer more guidance on cultivation matters. The Emotionless True Venerable agreed, then led the two of them out and drifted away.
"Qing cannot sleep and wanted to come find the lord to chat. I wonder if I am disturbing the lord?" Setting down the porcelain cup in his hand, Yu Qing rose and made a bow. In front of outsiders, he called Li Yu General; with no outsiders around, he naturally addressed him as Lord, for the rules of etiquette could not be discarded.
Xiang Dashou did not bother to answer. With a succession of swishing sounds, he flung ten flying stones in an instant, targeting Qin Zhonghai's four limbs from different angles.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, they turned to the main topic. Zhao Zhen said, "This time you traveled far to the borderlands, I suppose I share the blame for implicating you. It has been hard on you!" He wore a look of shame on his face.
With a movement of his figure, he had already flown several miles through the air, distantly evading the attack of that intelligent-stage spiritual beast.
"Reporting to the Empress Dowager, he has been found. Cheng Lin fell ill and requested three days off to seek medical treatment. He has returned today and is awaiting a decree outside the palace gates," said Luo Chongxun.
"That goes without saying. What you and I created is unmatched in the Six Realms," Xuantian said with a smile, casting a smug glance at Chen Xing.