stonecrandall Chapter 88 Demon? Immortal!
Chapter 88 Demon? Immortal!
Chapter 88 Demon? Immortal!
The group waited in the hall for a while, and soon the guards of the Prince's Palace brought in a man and a woman.
The man was none other than Guo Jing.
He was pale and disheveled, looking extremely haggard, like a beggar.
Guo Jing's time in prison was not easy. Although Sha Tongtian was wary of him and chose to show mercy, he still suffered a lot.
It's become common for them to not have enough to eat.
Compared to Guo Jing, the girl was treated much better. She was spotless, full of energy, and had a rosy complexion. It was more like she was a guest here than someone who had been captured and brought into the Prince's mansion.
Ouyang Ke was also very polite to her, and said in a gentle voice, "Miss Huang, please come with us later."
Huang Rong felt disgusted by the lecherous and arrogant man in front of her. She said disdainfully, "Ouyang Ke, you not only poisoned me, but also kidnapped me to this place. If my father finds out, he will surely make you suffer a terrible death."
Ouyang Ke chuckled and said, "Miss Huang, you flatter me. I was just worried that you might be in danger alone outside, so I resorted to this tactic of bringing you to the Prince's mansion. I think Island Master Huang will understand my good intentions."
"Don't worry, I have already written to my uncle. Before Island Master Huang finds you, my uncle Ouyang Feng will come here first to wait for Island Master Huang. At that time, I will propose marriage to Island Master Huang."
"Pah!" Huang Rong wrinkled her nose and said disdainfully, "You want me to marry you? Dream on! When the time comes, I'll definitely have my father kill you."
Ouyang Ke stopped arguing with Huang Rong. If it weren't for the golden silk armor she was wearing, and his fear of offending Huang Yaoshi, he would have already dealt with this little girl.
Wanyan Honglie overheard their conversation. He turned to look at Ouyang Ke, frowning, and said, "This young lady seems to have an unusual background."
Ouyang Ke cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, this Miss Huang is the only daughter of Huang Yaoshi, the master of Peach Blossom Island. Her status is indeed extraordinary."
Wanyan Honglie did not speak, but instead gave Ouyang Ke a deep look.
Ouyang Ke understood and smiled, "Your Highness doesn't need to worry about angering Island Master Huang. My uncle is, after all, a grandmaster on par with him. Moreover, if I succeed in my marriage proposal, the Zhao Prince's Mansion might have two grandmaster-level experts as guest advisors at the same time."
Upon hearing this, Wanyan Honglie couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Then I congratulate Young Master Ouyang in advance on the fulfillment of his wishes."
The other experts looked at Ouyang Ke with envy; some people are born winners in life.
No matter the era, nothing beats having a powerful father!
Then, Wanyan Honglie gave an order, and a large number of Jin soldiers began to gather outside the Zhao Prince's Mansion. Even the soldiers guarding Yanjing City were transferred over.
In the blink of an eye, nearly ten thousand Jin soldiers had already formed ranks.
Upon seeing this, Wanyan Kang wanted to say something, but when he saw the expression on Wanyan Honglie's face, he knew that his father had already made a decision in his heart.
Although Wanyan Honglie treated Wanyan Kang as his own son, he still found it hard to believe that anyone in the world could easily defeat a military formation of nearly a thousand Jin soldiers. Even a grandmaster might not be able to do that.
Wanyan Honglie thought his son was so terrified that he was talking nonsense.
Regardless, the other party should be a highly skilled martial artist. Given Wanyan Honglie's personality, it would be best to avoid making enemies if possible.
only-
If these two people in front of him were not the people the scholar was looking for, Wanyan Honglie couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't take their anger out on the Zhao Prince's Mansion. He estimated that a major battle between the two sides would be inevitable, and the necessary preparations still needed to be made.
He wanted to see just how amazing that scholar, whom Wanyan Kang described as so incredible, really was.
Surrounded by a vast army, the group immediately headed towards Chu Yang's location.
Surrounded by Jin soldiers, Huang Rong and Guo Jing didn't know where they were being taken, but neither dared to make a move. Frustrated, Huang Rong glanced at the silly-looking boy beside her, tilted her head, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, big guy, how did you get captured and brought to Prince Zhao's mansion?"
Guo Jing replied in a muffled voice, "They've framed me for murder."
Huang Rong immediately became interested, excitedly revealing her two tiger teeth, and asked:
"Murder? Who did you kill?"
"I didn't kill anyone," Guo Jing said angrily, recounting the whole story.
He clearly recounted the entire process from his encounter with Hou Tonghai and the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, the fierce battle between the two sides, to accidentally dragging Chu Yang into it, and Chu Yang killing Hou Tonghai and the others and framing him.
Perhaps because he was so wronged, Guo Jing's dull mind seemed to have been enlightened.
It was done in one go without any tinkering or damage.
Upon hearing this, Huang Rong's pretty face scrunched up, thinking that this person was really unlucky. But then she thought that there must be something hateful about a pitiful person.
Huang Rong asked, "It's certainly despicable that person framed you, but have you considered that if he were truly an ordinary person with no strength to even kill a chicken, wouldn't he have already died in the melee between you and the enemy?"
He was the one who implicated others first. The other party only killed Hou Tonghai and others, but did not harm him severely, which can be considered as clearly distinguishing between gratitude and resentment. Guo Jing lowered his head and remained silent for a long time.
Huang Rong found this kid's silly nature rather amusing, as he actually did reflect on his actions. If it were her, she would probably think that the person who was implicated was unlucky.
She patted Guo Jing on the shoulder and said with a grin, "We've been through thick and thin together now, so we can be considered half friends. If I ever run into that guy again, I'll definitely give him a good kick in the ass for you."
With her flawless skin, bright eyes, and white teeth, Huang Rong's smile was like that of a fairy stepping out of a painting, captivating him without him even realizing it.
Guo Jing's gaze reminded Huang Rong of Ouyang Ke. She raised her eyebrows slightly, turned her head away, and ignored him. She then began to admire the scenery along the street, showing no sign of being held hostage.
Ouyang Ke, who was traveling with Wanyan Honglie, noticed that the two were chatting and laughing. His jealousy flared up instantly, and his expression turned gloomy.
He couldn't stand Guo Jing no matter what.
As the army passed through, the streets were deserted, and every household had its doors tightly shut. The adults hid behind their doors, observing the Jin soldiers through the cracks.
The children were pulled into the inner room, where they covered their mouths tightly, afraid to make a sound.
In ancient times, the difference between a soldier and a bandit was merely a matter of a single thought.
After crossing several streets, the group could vaguely see the arena where the martial arts contest for marriage was taking place.
At this moment, Guo Jing suddenly became agitated because he saw a familiar figure—the very person who had caused his imprisonment.
He pointed to the figure ahead, then turned to Huang Rong and said, "Miss Huang, the guy I was talking about is that one!"
Huang Rong stood on tiptoe and looked out. What came into view was the figure she had been longing for day and night, and an incredulous expression immediately appeared on her face.
Then came an overwhelming joy, and as she recalled what she had experienced during this time, her eyes gradually welled up with tears.
Meanwhile, Guo Jing was still dazedly saying, "Miss Huang, you just said you'd help me kick—"
Huang Rong suddenly turned her head and glared fiercely at Guo Jing, startling him. Without saying a word, she kicked Guo Jing in the butt.
"You shameless scoundrel who turns the tables on us!"
Guo Jing was kicked away by Huang Rong and sat on the ground, looking bewildered. He couldn't understand how Huang Rong, who had previously called him a half-friend, could change her mind so quickly.
The kick actually landed on his own butt—
Guo Jing felt wronged and wanted to cry but couldn't.
The masters were right; women's minds are indeed the most complex things in the world.
Seeing Guo Jing get kicked, Ouyang Ke, who had been jealous, couldn't help but slap the table and cheer, laughing loudly, "Miss Huang, you kicked well! I also think this kid doesn't seem like a good person."
Huang Rong sneered, "Just wait, you'll be the one getting killed soon."
Ouyang Ke:
"......"
Wanyan Honglie looked around, searching for Bao Xiruo.
next second.
Wanyan Honglie's eyes were bloodshot.
He saw Bao Xiruo.
But she was intimately close to a middle-aged man, and was even using a silk handkerchief to wipe the dirt off his face.
Bao Xiruo's face was beaming with happiness, an expression Wanyan Honglie had never seen before in the past eighteen years.
The overly stimulating scene made Wanyan Honglie tremble all over and almost fall off his warhorse.
"Father!"
Wanyan Kang quickly supported Wanyan Honglie's arm.
"I'm fine."
Wanyan Honglie took a deep breath and calmed himself down.
Wanyan Kang looked at his father suspiciously, only to see that his father's eyes were bloodshot, like a man-eating wolf.
Wanyan Kang was greatly surprised.
"Young Prince, is that the Princess Consort?"
Ouyang Ke glanced at it from afar and saw the exact same scene. He pointed ahead in shock.
Wanyan Kang looked in the direction Ouyang Ke pointed and immediately flew into a rage, shouting, "That damned scoundrel, how dare he humiliate my mother like this!"
He cursed "You dog, die!" and used his lightness skill to rush towards Yang Tiexin.
In his anger, Wanyan Kang even ignored Chu Yang's presence.
Chu Yang silently stretched out a foot and tripped the sprinting Wanyan Kang, who flew out and tumbled and fell in front of Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo.
Kneel on both knees.
Looking at him, you'd think he was a son celebrating his father's birthday.
Chu Yang nodded and said, "The young man is quite filial."
Yang Tiexin also looked flattered and hurriedly reached out to help Wanyan Kang up, saying, "Although we haven't seen each other for eighteen years, your filial piety truly comforts your father."
Enraged, Wanyan Kang pulled out a dagger from his pocket and stabbed it into Yang Tiexin's chest.
In a flash, Chu Yang used the staffless spell to cast a flying spell on the dagger in Wanyan Kang's hand. Suddenly, the dagger flew out of his hand and fell to the ground to the side.
Looking at his empty hands, Wanyan Kang suddenly began to question the meaning of life.
When Yang Tiexin saw that his son actually wanted to stab him, he immediately cried out in anguish, "Kang'er, I'm your father!"
Enraged, Wanyan Kang's veins bulged as he roared, "I'm your grandfather!"
"Each has their own system?" Chu Yang turned to look at Mu Nianci, and said with a hint of surprise, "Your family's generational hierarchy is quite messed up."
Mu Nianci: "..."
Bao Xiruo stepped forward and hugged Wanyan Kang, her eyes blurry with tears, and said, "Kang'er, he really is your father."
When Wanyan Kang heard his mother say this, he was struck dumb, as if by lightning.
Seeing that his wife and children, whom he had raised for eighteen years, were about to put a green hat on his head, Wanyan Honglie could no longer sit still.
He ordered a large number of Jin soldiers to surround Chu Yang and his men.
This interrupted Bao Xiruo's next words.
Chu Yang looked at the Jin soldiers around him. This scene had just happened half an incense stick ago, and it was strangely familiar.
"Indeed, the only lesson humanity can learn from history is that humanity cannot learn any lessons from history."
Chu Yang shook his head helplessly.
Unlike Wanyan Kang, Wanyan Honglie did not rashly order the Jin soldiers to attack. Instead, surrounded by a group of martial arts masters, he rode his horse to Chu Yang.
Guo Jing and Huang Rong were also brought along.
"I presume you are the expert Kang'er spoke of? Today, I'll give you face by using my wife and children as leverage, and I won't stoop to your level. I've brought you the person you wanted, so please give me some face as well."
Wanyan Honglie rode a tall horse and spoke politely, but his voice was icy cold.
Ouyang Ke first pushed Guo Jing out of the crowd.
When Chu Yang saw him, he was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that this guy would be imprisoned in the Prince Zhao's mansion, and he certainly hadn't expected that the two of them would meet here.
Although they knew each other, Chu Yang had no intention of saving him from dire straits, and shook his head, saying, "It wasn't him."
Ouyang Ke's expression tightened, and he subconsciously looked at Huang Rong.
A look of hesitation flashed across Wanyan Honglie's face.
Ever since Ouyang Ke explained Huang Rong's identity and background, his desire not to hand her over has become stronger.
If things develop as Ouyang Ke predicted, with Ouyang Feng (Western Poison) and Huang Yaoshi (Eastern Heretic) becoming in-laws and both serving the Zhao Prince's mansion, it would be most advantageous for him.
"Would you like to take another closer look? Apart from him, there is no other outsider in my Zhao Prince's Mansion!"
Wanyan Honglie said, feigning seriousness.
"Your Highness, perhaps you should reconsider? If the Zhao Prince's residence cannot produce a second person besides him, then Your Highness may find it difficult to leave this street today—"
Chu Yang put one hand behind his back and the other on his abdomen, and smiled politely.
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere between the two sides immediately turned tense.
Being threatened in front of so many people, even if Wanyan Honglie was very magnanimous, he was still quite angry at this moment.
Huang Rong, unaware that Chu Yang had come to find her, stared blankly at her former schoolteacher, who stood alone against a massive army, his imposing presence showing no sign of weakness.
"That Xiao Chu is actually a master? He dared to keep such a big thing from me, I'll definitely teach him a lesson when we get back!"
Huang Rong was filled with jealousy and clenched her little fists angrily.
Just now.
"How dare you be so rude, you madman!"
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian simultaneously leaped into the air and attacked Chu Yang!
They simply didn't believe that Chu Yang, as Wanyan Kang had described, was that powerful.
Peng Lianhu's weapon was a pair of iron judge's pens, while Sha Tongtian's weapon was a shiny black iron paddle.
Neither of them used mainstream weapons, making them easy to identify.
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian joined forces, one attacking Chu Yang's lower body with the Judge's Pen, and the other sweeping Chu Yang's neck with an iron paddle.
"They are clearly two murderous robbers, yet they have given themselves names like Thousand-Handed Butcher and Ghost Gate Dragon King. It's like putting gold on a turd."
Chu Yang sneered. His Observation Haki had already predicted the two men's attack patterns. He reached out and grabbed the iron paddle and the judge's pen, breaking the weapons that made them famous with a little force.
Chu Yang then kicked each of them back off Wanyan Honglie's horse.
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian had their sternums shattered and were coughing up blood, clearly breathing more than they were taking in.
In just one exchange, two of the so-called five top experts of the Zhao Prince's Mansion were severely injured by Chu Yang.
Seeing the dying Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian, Wanyan Honglie was terrified.
That's really a master!
Wanyan Honglie took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a fist and asked, "May I ask your honorable name?"
Chu Yang replied calmly, "My surname is Chu."
Wanyan Honglie kept recalling which martial arts master in the world was surnamed Chu and was so young; such a person could not possibly be an unknown nobody.
But after thinking for a long time, I still couldn't come up with a clue.
Eager to recruit talent, Wanyan Honglie lowered his stance. He dismounted, disregarded his guards' attempts to stop him, stepped outside the military formation, and loudly asked, "May I ask where Mr. Chu is employed?"
Chu Yang scoffed, "358th Regiment—"
"Huh?" Wanyan Honglie was a little confused. He had never heard of the 358th Regiment.
The clever Huang Rong immediately realized that Chu Yang was teasing the Jurchen prince, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. Her laughter was particularly noticeable in the silent army.
Chu Yang heard laughter, and he was certain that it was Xiao Huang's voice.
He had mentioned the reference to "Bright Sword" to Xiao Huang when they were in a small town in the Southern Song Dynasty. The latter especially liked the line "When two armies meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins."
Now that he was sure Xiao Huang was there, Chu Yang felt much more at ease. He had been afraid of making such a commotion only to end up with nothing to show for it.
"Your Highness, you keep saying that there are no outsiders in the Zhao Prince's Mansion, but just now, I clearly heard my friend laughing."
"You, a prince of such high status, are you still lying at your age?"
Chu Yang looked at Wanyan Honglie with disdain.
Wanyan Honglie coughed twice, knowing he was in the wrong, and could only signal to Ouyang Ke to release Huang Rong.
Ouyang Ke was also a little apprehensive. He was confident that he could defeat the other four masters, but he couldn't do what Chu Yang did, taking down Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian in one round when fighting two opponents at once.
With the deaths of Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng, he is now the only one left of the former five masters.
In urban street fighting, the military formations could not play their advantage.
Without the help of experts, Chu Yang had all the advantages of timing and location, and Ouyang Ke felt that he might actually be able to withstand the Jin army.
"Let's take a step back for now and wait for Uncle to arrive before asking him to deal with this scholar."
While Ouyang Ke was still secretly calculating in his heart, Huang Rong beside him had already stepped out of the military formation. Even if he realized what was happening, he didn't dare to stop her.
Chu Yang waited for a while, but instead of the little beggar bow from his memory, he was greeted by a charming, cute, and graceful young girl who looked somewhat familiar.
Holy crap!
Chu Yang gasped, then angrily pointed at Wanyan Honglie and cursed, "You old bastard, you're really playing some perverted games! You actually made my brother wear women's clothes! Sorry, brother, I'm late. They didn't do anything strange to you, did they...?"
Seeing so many Jin soldiers, I was inexplicably scolded.
Wanyan Honglie was so frustrated that his face turned red, and he almost suffered a cerebral hemorrhage.
Huang Rong was so angry she was practically stomping her feet, regretting that she shouldn't have joked with Chu Yang in the first place, since he now genuinely believed she was a boy with a different orientation.
The crux of the problem is that Chu Yang has seen too many boys online who look better than girls when they dress up, so he subconsciously mistook her for a cross-dressing man.
"I'm a woman!" Huang Rong shouted, both ashamed and angry.
"I said I don't discriminate—" Chu Yang paused, then asked blankly, "Are you referring to the physiological level or the psychological level?"
Only Huang Rong understood what Chu Yang was saying. Her face flushed red as she gritted her teeth and said, "Physiological level—"
This time, Chu Yang was caught off guard.
He opened his mouth, as if to say something to ease the awkward atmosphere.
Just a moment ago they were calling each other "brother," and now, in the blink of an eye, they've become "sisters." How sudden!
Chu Yang felt that the plot was familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Huang Rong walked to the middle of the road, not forgetting to give Guo Jing a nudge, and whispered, "What are you standing there for? Come with me! Do you still want to go back to the Prince's prison?"
Guo Jing then foolishly walked to Chu Yang's side with Huang Rong.
Despite her anger, Huang Rong still naturally moved closer to Chu Yang, who quietly took a small step to the side.
Huang Rong, with her sharp eyes, noticed Chu Yang's actions. Her previously cute face instantly turned fierce, and she angrily shouted, "Little Chu, what do you mean?!"
Chu Yang glanced at her and said, "You're too close to me, it's a little uncomfortable."
Huang Rong gritted her teeth and said, "Back in the Southern Song Dynasty, you would put your arm around my shoulder, touch my head, pinch my face, wrap your arms around my neck, and pat me—and now you're telling me you're not used to it?"
Chu Yang said righteously, "It's different. Back then, you were my brother."
Huang Rong looked at him coldly, "And now?"
Chu Yang said sincerely, "We're all good sisters!"
Huang Rong scrutinized Chu Yang from head to toe with murderous intent.
Chu Yang coughed lightly, slapped his right hand with his left, and scolded, "Serves you right for being naughty! Now you've gotten yourself into trouble!"
Huang Rong sighed softly; she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head.
"But speaking of which, why did you bring this thing back?" Chu Yang asked, pointing at the stunned Guo Jing.
"Ouyang Ke's gaze towards Guo Jing just now seemed off. Something's bound to happen to that kid when he gets back. Why not save his life? It'll be a blessing for you," Huang Rong replied.
Guo Jing?
Chu Yang stared in astonishment at the silly boy who had almost killed him.
He's actually Guo Jing!
"What makes him worthy of this title—"
Chu Yang was about to retort when he suddenly thought, "Isn't Guo Jing just a fool?"
Huang Rong thought Chu Yang was still angry, so she put on a cute smile and said in a soft, sweet voice, "Oh dear, Brother Chu, I know this fool has caused you trouble, but with your skills, dealing with small fry like Hou Tonghai and the Four Devils of the Yellow River is a piece of cake, isn't it?"
"You're too magnanimous to hold a grudge against someone who's so petty—"
Chu Yang quickly waved his hand, "No, wait a minute, let me teach you."
Guo Jing, Hou Tonghai, the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River, and Xiao Huang, a boy disguised as a girl, the plot is getting more and more familiar.
Chu Yang hesitated and asked, "What's your full name?"
Huang Rong tilted her head and said, "My name is Huang Rong, haven't I told you?"
Chu Yang closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and sat up in shock from his deathbed. Guo Jing was actually himself!
Damn it, I actually mixed up Guo Jing's scenes! When I watched TV before, I always thought Guo Jing was an idiot, mistaking such a pretty girl for his brother.
Good grief, now the idiocy has transferred to myself.
Chu Yang and Huang Rong were chatting enthusiastically, leaving Wanyan Honglie standing awkwardly in front of nearly ten thousand Jin soldiers.
Wanyan Honglie had no choice but to interrupt their conversation, "Mr. Chu, I have delivered the person you requested. May I ask if you may return my wife and children?"
Chu Yang nodded and said, "Your Highness Zhao, rest assured, I am a man of my word, there will be no problem."
Upon hearing this, Yang Tiexin and his wife trembled violently.
His face suddenly turned deathly pale as he stared at Chu Yang in disbelief.
Mu Nianci glared at Chu Yang with uncontrollable rage.
Her adoptive parents risked their lives to stay and help him, and this is the kind of reward they received.
She glared at Chu Yang and cursed through gritted teeth, "Shameless scoundrel!"
Her insult displeased Huang Rong, who bared her little tiger teeth and retorted angrily, "Who are you insulting? I'll sew your mouth shut!"
Mu Nianci snorted coldly, not taking Huang Rong seriously.
Huang Rong squinted and looked Mu Nianci up and down.
It seems that the feud between the two sides was formed at this moment.
the other side.
Upon receiving Chu Yang's affirmative answer, Wanyan Honglie was overjoyed. He laughed loudly, "Mr. Chu is indeed a hero; a word spoken is as good as gold."
Chu Yang nodded with satisfaction, turned around and smiled at Huang Rong, "Although this old man is a freak, he has a good eye for people."
Wanyan Honglie:
"......
Huang Rong whispered a reminder, "Don't forget his 'gold-plated excrement pots'—they're all highly skilled."
Chu Yang immediately stopped smiling and shook his head, saying, "Pretend I didn't say anything just now."
Wanyan Honglie's lips twitched, and his breathing became much more rapid.
If he doesn't leave soon, he'll be driven mad by this guy surnamed Chu.
And that brat surnamed Huang!
"Xiruo, bring Kang'er back quickly. I'll pretend today's events never happened!"
In an anxious attempt to win back his wife, Wanyan Honglie spoke in an almost pleading tone.
But·
Bao Xiruo shook her head firmly.
At this time, she was unaware that the tragedy in Niujia Village eighteen years ago was orchestrated by Wanyan Honglie, and she still felt a bit guilty towards him.
After all these years, Wanyan Honglie had doted on her immensely, never taking a concubine for eighteen years. Even knowing that Wanyan Kang was not his son, he still treated him as his own, allowing her to enjoy all the riches and honors.
Whether in terms of material things or emotional support, Wanyan Honglie did not let down the mother and son.
Therefore, Bao Xiruo's eyes were filled with guilt as she slowly shook her head and said, "Your Highness, you have always known that my heart is still with my husband who passed away eighteen years ago, so you built a Niujia Village for me in the huge palace."
"Now that I know my husband is not dead, I will definitely follow him in death. I hope Your Highness can grant us this wish."
Bao Xiruo's every word was like a knife, piercing Wanyan Honglie's heart.
Wanyan Honglie glared angrily, "What makes you so sure he's your husband? Yang Tiexin died eighteen years ago!"
With a sorrowful expression, Bao Xiruo firmly stated, "He is my husband; I recognize every part of him!"
Upon hearing this, Wanyan Honglie, consumed by rage, actually coughed up blood and fell backward. Ouyang Ke reacted quickly and caught him by the back.
Chu Yang looked at Bao Xiruo and exclaimed in amazement, "She's a ruthless person."
At this moment, Wanyan Kang of Yanji finally came to his senses, stood up, grabbed Bao Xiruo's arm, and said in a deep voice, "I am a prince of the Jin Kingdom, and my father is Prince Zhao, Wanyan Honglie. I don't know any Yang Tiexin, and my name is not Yang Kang."
His tone grew increasingly cold, "Mother, you must have been deceived by this person. How could someone who died eighteen years ago possibly appear unharmed now?"
Bao Xiruo looked at her son in disbelief. At this moment, Wanyan Kang seemed so unfamiliar to her.
Wanyan Kang was still playing the game, completely oblivious to his mother's expression.
Until a loud slap landed on his face.
Snapped! ! !
Wanyan Kang covered his face, staring at his mother in shock. In the past eighteen years, his mother had never laid a hand on him so severely.
Yang Tiexin and Wanyan Honglie were equally shocked. They both knew Bao Xiruo's personality well; she would never have acted this way unless she was extremely angry.
After that slap, Wanyan Kang fell completely silent.
At the same time, Bao Xiruo took a few steps forward, looking directly at Wanyan Honglie. "Prince Zhao, I have no way to repay your kindness over the past eighteen years, but if you want to separate my husband and me, I would rather die than comply!"
Wanyan Honglie's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice, "My patience is limited. If you continue like this, everyone here will be buried with you!"
Chu Yang retorted with displeasure, "Everyone?"
Wanyan Honglie's eyelids twitched.
Oops!
Forgot that this jinx is still here.
Wanyan Honglie gave an awkward, fake smile. "Mr. Chu is naturally not included in this category. However, since you have already found your soulmate, may you leave now? This is my family matter."
The word "soulmate" brought a blush to Huang Rong's fair face.
Chu Yang laughed and said, "Pfft, is walking slowly a crime?"
Wanyan Honglie felt like he was about to have a heart attack, so he decided to ignore Chu Yang and directly ordered the Jin soldiers to surround Yang Tiexin.
The Jin soldiers were like a torrent, but when they passed Chuyang, they naturally bypassed it, as if they had encountered a reef.
"Kang'er, so what if you're not my biological son? As long as I acknowledge you as my son, you will always be the young prince of the Jin Kingdom, Wanyan Kang!"
Wanyan Honglie mounted his horse and called out loudly, "Kang'er, bring your mother back!"
Wanyan Kang's body trembled, and his eyes regained their brilliance. In fact, what hurt him the most was not becoming Yang Tiexin's son, but that he could not be Wanyan Honglie's son.
As more and more Jin soldiers appeared, Yang Tiexin held his spear and shielded his wife and daughter behind him.
"Kang'er!"
Yang Tiexin shouted loudly, trying to awaken Wanyan Kang's conscience.
Who knew that his shout would only provoke Wanyan Kang's anger, and the latter would immediately take action.
The two immediately engaged in a father-son battle.
Bao Xiruo was heartbroken upon seeing this.
In terms of martial arts, Yang Tiexin was no match for Wanyan Kang.
This time, Chu Yang did not intervene to stop Wanyan Kang, but Guo Jing beside him was itching to make a move.
What are you doing?
Chu Yang rolled his eyes at him.
"Brother Chu, this Uncle Yang might be an old friend of my parents, I can't just stand by and do nothing."
Despite his clumsiness, Guo Jing always remembered what his mother, Li Ping, had told him about the relationship between the Guo and Yang families. He had come from Mongolia to the Central Plains to complete his duel with Wanyan Kang. Chu Yang nodded and said, "Then go ahead. If anything happens to you, I'll collect your body."
Guo Jing clasped his hands in a fist and palm salute, "Thank you very much, Brother Chu!"
Chu Yang was stunned for a moment.
Seriously? You're thanking me for this?
After saying this, Guo Jing leaped forward and charged at Wanyan Kang. Unfortunately, Guo Jing didn't have a chance to drink the snake blood, and his martial arts were still the same. Not to mention helping, he was beaten by Wanyan Kang so badly that he vomited blood in just a few moves.
Huang Rong whispered in Chu Yang's ear, "Little Chu, when are you going to make your move? If we keep playing around like this, something really bad is going to happen."
Chu Yang asked curiously, "What makes you so sure I'll make a move?"
Huang Rong said disdainfully, "Come on, who in the surrounding area doesn't know you, the Great Benefactor Chu? You've fed all the beggars in the city until they're plump and healthy—."
Chu Yang said, "Goodwill and principles are two different things. My principle is that one should never go back on one's word."
As they were talking, Yang Tiexin and Guo Jing were both subdued by Wanyan Kang, but neither of them was in mortal danger.
At the crucial moment, he still dared not lay a hand on this man who might be his biological father.
Bao Xiruo breathed a sigh of relief.
But the next moment, Wanyan Kang grabbed her hand and dragged her towards Wanyan Honglie.
Yang Tiexin's desperate cries and Bao Xiruo's tearful face could not move Wanyan Kang's heart of stone.
Just as Wanyan Honglie was triumphantly about to take Bao Xiruo away...
Chu Yang suddenly spoke up and asked, "May I ask, Your Highness, is the agreement between me and you settled?"
Wanyan Honglie laughed heartily, "I have taken my wife and children with me, so the agreement between us is now settled, and we are completely even."
Huang Rong seemed to have guessed what Chu Yang was going to say in advance, and suddenly giggled.
"Now that we've settled our differences, what I'm about to do has nothing to do with our previous agreement," Chu Yang said with a slight smile.
A bad feeling suddenly arose in Wanyan Honglie's heart.
Chu Yang dusted off his sleeves, appearing polite, and then spoke.
"Robbery! Hand over your wife and children!"
The dignified prince of the Jin Kingdom was repeatedly tricked by an unknown scholar. Even if Wanyan Honglie was very patient and magnanimous, he was still furious at this moment.
This is intolerable!
"I am eager to find talented people, and I respect you as a capable individual, which is why I have yielded to you in every way. Have you forgotten that this is Yanjing City, the capital of the Jin Dynasty!"
With a furious roar, Wanyan Honglie summoned a large number of Jin soldiers who swarmed forward, completely surrounding Chu Yang and his group.
Unlike the previous formation of purely melee soldiers, Wanyan Honglie brought a large number of archers to the rear, while the vanguard consisted of a combination of swordsmen, shieldmen, and spearmen.
This is the most common battlefield formation.
The sheer number of Jin soldiers made Huang Rong, who had just been laughing heartily, tense up. She gripped Chu Yang's arm tightly and whispered, "Little Chu, are you really confident you can handle them?"
Chu Yang rolled his eyes and said irritably, "Now you're scared? You were the one laughing the loudest just now."
Huang Rong was very dissatisfied with Chu Yang's attitude, pouting and glaring at him angrily.
Yang Tiexin, Mu Nianci, and Guo Jing also rushed to Chu Yang's side immediately.
Seeing that the soldiers were all gathered together, Wanyan Honglie did not send his melee troops forward to test Chu Yang's strength. Instead, he decisively ordered, "Fire!"
A hint of admiration flashed in Chu Yang's eyes. This man was indeed a seasoned and ruthless figure who had fought many battles. He didn't give him any chance and chose to end the battle in the safest way.
All archers fired at the same time.
Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~
The dark mass of arrows resembled a curtain of rain.
Upon seeing this, Bao Xiruo had already fainted from crying on Wanyan Honglie's horse.
Wanyan Kang mounted his horse, but looked down, not daring to look at where the arrows had fallen. He secretly glanced at Yang Tiexin out of the corner of his eye, his hands gripping the reins trembling slightly, his face pale.
The sound of the arrow piercing the air reached Huang Rong's ears clearly. At this moment, even if she wanted to use her lightness skill to escape, it was too late. She could only close her eyes, her hands still tightly gripping Chu Yang's clothes.
Yang Tiexin, Mu Nianci, and Guo Jing all wore expressions of despair, their bodies trembling involuntarily.
Yang Tiexin gazed at Bao Xiruo with deep affection one last time.
Everyone thought Chu Yang and the others were going to die.
At the critical moment, Wanyan Honglie suddenly saw Chu Yang clasp his hands together and gently clap them. As the fog cleared, some thick trees and vines rose from the ground.
These trees formed a sturdy defensive barrier, successfully blocking all the rain of arrows.
Everyone was unharmed.
After a brief moment of stunned silence, the expressions on Yang Tiexin and the other two's faces changed from despair to ecstasy!
Meanwhile, Wanyan Honglie and nearly ten thousand elite Jin soldiers all wore the same terrified expression!
Wanyan Honglie shouted, "This isn't martial arts, it's evil magic! This man—he's a sorcerer!"
Wanyan Kang was so frightened that he fell headfirst off his horse and crashed to the ground.
Ouyang Ke was pale and his legs were weak. He no longer had any intention of asking his uncle Ouyang Feng to help him get revenge.
What's the point of looking for him?!
All he wanted to do now was run away; he never wanted to run into Chu Yang again in his life!
The fear of the unknown is the most severe, especially when such a miraculous ability is displayed in front of the ancients, which is a near-devastating blow to their psychology.
Most of the Jin soldiers instantly lost their will to fight, instinctively retreating and looking at Chu Yang with awe.
Regardless of whether the scholar before them was a demon or an immortal, he was certainly not an ordinary person.
Since they are not mortals, how can we, with our flesh and blood, possibly win?
This is what most of the Jin soldiers were really thinking at this moment.
Chu Yang glanced at Huang Rong, who was clinging to him with all her might, and couldn't help but tease her, "Wake up, open your eyes, we're in the underworld!"
Upon hearing the words "underworld," Huang Rong turned pale with fright and quickly opened her eyes, looking at Chu Yang and asking, "We've arrived so quickly?"
Why don't I feel anything at all?
Chu Yang asked curiously, "What kind of feeling do you want? Like being pierced by a thousand arrows before you die?"
Upon hearing the words "pierced by a thousand arrows," Huang Rong felt a chill run down her spine.
Suddenly I felt as if countless thumb-sized holes had been pierced through my body by arrows.
She pouted, tears streaming down her face. "I'm only 15 years old. There are so many fun things, delicious things, and beautiful things that I haven't had a chance to try yet."
Chu Yang stroked her head and comforted her, "It's alright, just be more careful in your next life."
Huang Rong could no longer hold back, and Hao Tao burst into tears.
Chu Yang couldn't stop smiling.
"Miss Huang, Brother Chu is just joking with you. None of us are dead."
Guo Jing, being rather naive, went over to explain.
"what?"
Huang Rong stopped and looked around before realizing that she had been tricked by Chu Yang. She had been too nervous and had fallen into his trap without realizing it.
Huang Rong, who prided herself on her intelligence and wit, never imagined that she would be so easily fooled by such a simple trick. She immediately glared angrily at Chu Yang.
Chu Yang didn't want to provoke her, so he turned around first and slowly walked towards Wanyan Honglie.
With each step he took, the army in front of him would retreat in unison.
Wanyan Honglie knew that retreating any further would not solve the problem, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Mr. Chu, the conflict between us is all because of your confidante, but she was not brought into the manor by me. The grievances have their source and the debtors have their debtors, so why do you have to press me so hard?"
Ouyang Ke cursed inwardly. Wanyan Honglie's words were clearly meant to absolve him and make him take the blame.
Without hesitation, he leaped into the air and used his lightness skill to run along the rooftop.
"Brother Chu, grab him! I still have the poison he put on me!"
Huang Rong, disregarding her anger, anxiously reminded Chu Yang.
If it were just ordinary poison, Huang Rong could cure it herself, but Ouyang Ke used a poison carefully concocted by Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, and only he had the antidote.
Upon hearing this, Chu Yang also took flight.
Ouyang Ke's lightness skill was superb, having been personally taught by Ouyang Feng. Wanyan Honglie had witnessed it and was full of praise for it.
But compared to Chu Yang, he was as slow as a wobbly hot air balloon.
Chu Yang flew past Ouyang Ke with a "whoosh," like a fighter jet with its accelerator fully depressed.
"What was that thing that just passed by?"
Ouyang Ke looked completely bewildered.
Before he could even react, Chu Yang kicked him back off the roof. When he landed, everyone around heard a clear cracking sound from his body.
The excruciating pain in his lower back nearly made Ouyang Ke faint.
Gradually, my lower body became numb.
Huang Rong walked over and snapped, "Ouyang Ke, hand over the antidote!"
Ouyang Ke didn't dare to delay and quickly took out a bottle of pills from his pocket and handed it to Huang Rong.
Huang Rong took the pill, but the next second, she kicked Ouyang Ke hard in the waist.
"I told you I was going to kick you!"
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