At the foot of Feifeng Mountain, in a bamboo forest, one person was acting as a protector and the other was performing a ritual. The hand gestures in their hands caused the bamboo leaves in the forest to fly everywhere. Suddenly, the man in black in the middle had his face contorted and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
"My lord!"
Xiao Qiliang helped Yan Shengxiao up and channeled his internal energy into his body.
"It's alright!"
Yan Shengxiao pushed him away, then he remembered the incantation.
"My lord, please rest for a while. We have other opportunities. There is no need for you to be in such a hurry."
Xiao Qiliang could tell that his master was putting on a brave face, so he quickly interrupted him.
"Just one step away, just one step away from success, but I didn't expect to be blocked by that brat from the Hidden Sect again. He really deserves to be taught a lesson."
Yan Shengxiao clenched his fists and angrily pounded the ground. This life was too difficult. He remembered that in his previous life, he had easily seized the throne and manipulated the last emperor of the Great Qi Dynasty.
But that's why, even though he clearly has the abilities and memories of two lifetimes, a noblewoman destined for heaven appears and blocks his path.
More than a decade ago, a man who should have died long ago was forcibly brought back to life by the Hidden Sect. His senior brother, in fact, wanted to kill him at every moment. And his disciples and grand-disciples were truly detestable.
"My lord, why don't we abandon this woman, launch a surprise attack on the capital? Once we've seized the capital, we can deal with the other places later. What do you say?"
Xiao Qiliang suddenly knelt down and made a suggestion.
"No, if she doesn't die, I can't eat or sleep, and I can't calm my mind. This may be a side effect of the magic I performed in my early years. Moreover, once this is over, the little thing I put on her soul when I was a child will slowly disappear, and I will never have the chance to control her again."
"This time, she was emotionally agitated, which gave her an opportunity. There will be no chance like this next time."
Yan Shengxiao made a hand seal again, fixing it on the clay sculpture in front of him, his expression one of certainty.
Seeing that his master was determined to persist, Xiao Qiliang silently shut his mouth, which he wanted to speak.
Time passed by, and the next morning, Shen Jinchen and Jun Jianchou, both exhausted, appeared in Cen Xi's room.
The two women, one on each side, simultaneously grasped Cen Xi's hand, the woman battling against the domineering energy within her. An hour later, both were covered in a light sweat, but seemed to have made little progress. Two hours later, Cen Xi remained unconscious, her face flushed.
Shen Jinchen was very anxious and suddenly accelerated his spellcasting. Jun Jianchou, who was opposite him, sensed his unusual behavior and roared in a deep voice:
What are you doing?
"I feel someone is reinforcing the spell. Do you feel it too?"
As soon as Shen Jinchen increased his strength, he felt an attack, clearly indicating that someone was fighting against them.
"I'll give it a try."
Following Shen Jinchen's method, Jun Jianchou increased his speed and indeed felt an attacking force.
"The person who cast the spell must be near Flying Phoenix Mountain. You guard Cen Xi, and I'll go down the mountain to find that person."
After confirming his suspicions, Shen Jinchen immediately spoke. He looked deeply at Cen Xi, his eyes filled with undisguised affection; he couldn't let anything happen to her.
Are you sure you can handle it?
Jun Jianchou continued his work, raising his eyes to ask.
“I have already guessed who cast the spell. I have the Mysterious Butterfly in my possession. That person must have been injured before. Finding him will not be difficult. You are already familiar with the way to break this spell. Ah Xi, I will entrust Ah Xi to you.”
Shen Jinchen withdrew his hand, glanced at Jun Jianchou with an ambiguous look, then at Cen Xi who looked like a puppet, and got out of bed cleanly and neatly.
"Wait, according to my deduction, this Soul Returning Curse has a backlash effect. Put two drops of blood on Cen Xi's finger and smear them on your sword. As long as it can hurt that person, that person will either die or be seriously injured."
Seeing Cen Xi's appearance, Jun Jianchou's resentment was no less than Shen Jinchen's. He was determined to make sure that person died without a burial place.
"good!"
Shen Jinchen gave him a meaningful look, then replied with a "okay," drew his dagger, and dripped two drops of blood onto Cen Xi's fingers.
He would make sure no one died a gruesome death, and anyone who dared to scheme against his woman, no matter how powerful they were, would pay the price.
At the foot of Feifeng Mountain, Yan Shengxiao felt the opponent's counterattack growing stronger, so he didn't hesitate to stab himself in the heart and use his own heart's blood to reinforce the technique once again.
"My lord, you were injured just a few days ago!"
Seeing him growing increasingly frantic, Xiao Qiliang tried to stop him, but he was ultimately a subordinate, and he could not allow his master to disregard the decisions made by him.
Shen Jinchen knew that if he didn't find the person who cast the spell immediately, Cen Xi would be in even greater danger, so he didn't dare to stop for a moment. After descending the mountain, he released the Butterfly Shadow and quickly found Yan Shengxiao's bamboo forest.
As soon as he entered, he saw a man in his mid-twenties performing a ritual using his own heart's blood.
The clay figure in front of him bore a striking resemblance to Cen Xi.
He was instantly enraged and drew his sword to stab the man.
Seeing that his lord was at a critical moment, Xiao Qiliang was disturbed by a young man in white. He quickly recognized the man and immediately drew his sword to defend him.
Unfortunately, he was no match for Shen Jinchen. The reason he was able to succeed at Qingshan Academy was only because Shen Jinchen also regarded him as Yan Taizu and was testing him.
The situation was urgent, and Shen Jinchen was too lazy to get entangled with this small fry. Shen Jinchen used all his strength and knocked Xiao Qiliang to the ground within three moves. His sharp sword energy was aimed directly at Yan Shengxiao.
Yan Shengxiao suddenly stopped and looked angrily at Shen Jinchen:
"You brat, you ruined my plans. I'll deal with you first, then I'll make my move on that woman."
"So it really is you, Yan Shengxiao, the founding emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, yet you've fallen so low that you have to rip out your own blood to scheme against your own people. How pathetic."
Amidst his resentment, Shen Jinchen also felt a surge of pleasure. His sword became even more ferocious, unleashing ten layers of internal energy. A white dragon suddenly appeared behind him, hurtling straight towards Yan Shengxiao.
"I've heard that you are the youngest prime minister in the Grand Banquet. It seems that your martial arts skills are not bad either. Today, I will have the pleasure of learning from you."
Yan Shengxiao was a peerless master in his previous life. With his experience in two lifetimes, plus the many hidden unorthodox methods he learned, even though he is seriously injured now, he is not at a disadvantage in his confrontation with Shen Jinchen.
The two then exchanged blows, their swords flashing, and the bamboo in the grove constantly cracked and broke.
Both sides were unusually injured. After realizing how powerful this person was, Shen Jinchen fought even more fiercely, almost to the point of injuring himself as much as he injured the enemy.
Yan Shengxiao was forced into a corner by his fighting style, so he launched another attack:
"Boy, why are you doing this? You're just a prime minister for a short time. Once I ascend the throne, I can still appoint you as prime minister. Why do you have to work for that little emperor in the capital?"
"Young Emperor? Emperor Taizu, do you not know how to look in the mirror? The current emperor is twenty-eight, and you, with your delicate skin, should be a few years younger than him! How dare you speak so shamelessly! With your persuasive abilities, Emperor Taizu, I have some doubts. How did you manage to seize the throne of the Great Qi a hundred years ago?"
Shen Jinchen continued working with his hands, chuckled, and retorted sarcastically.
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