Chapter 427 I'm not here to save him, I'm here to kill you
Zhao Tingzhu and Jiang Fengyu came here for Zhao Yuxiang, but they never expected to meet the second young lady of the Nangong Prince's Mansion.
"You're not dead yet?" Zhao Tingzhu was very surprised.
Yu Sui glanced down at the sobbing Han Yin, then shoved the Wind-Listening Ruler back into the child's hand, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Jiang Fengyu, who was standing motionless in front of her.
"You're so rude, cursing people to die the moment you open your mouth," Yu Sui said seriously.
"Your father sent so many people to kill you, you don't even know? Even your elder sister Qingkui came to kill you, but she's barely able to protect herself right now." Zhao Tingzhu was quite displeased by Yu Sui's words. She looked Yu Sui up and down for a while, then raised her head and asked, "Is this your child? Oh, you've been secretly raising a son outside without the Prince's permission?"
Having discovered a secret, Zhao Tingzhu's mood improved again, and she excitedly stepped forward: "No wonder, you two have such fair complexions. Let me see, if you have given birth, then the half of the Breath Soil will not be in your body, but will have been transferred to your child. Then there will be no point in the Nangong family killing you again."
She had only taken two steps forward when she stopped abruptly due to the oppressive aura released by Yu Sui. A strong wind swept across, scattering the torrential rain in the area. Zhao Tingzhu stopped where Jiang Fengyu had stood, sensing the five elements energy released by the girl, a hint of mockery appearing in her eyes.
"Wow, that's some powerful Five Elements pressure! Is this the power of a Tenth Realm sorcerer? It's terrifying!" Zhao Tingzhu said calmly, exaggeratingly, "I'm so sorry, I actually dared to draw such an adorable portrait on the face of a Tenth Realm Miss's son! I deserve to die!"
"From the very beginning, you've been spouting strange things all by yourself. If you had some kind of incurable illness, I could understand." Yu Sui met Zhao Tingzhu's amused and mocking gaze. "Were you also following orders to kill me?"
"So you knew someone wanted to kill you? I thought you were really stupid," Zhao Tingzhu exclaimed.
Jiang Fengyu, who had been silent until now, spoke calmly: "We are here to find Zhao Yuxiang, it has nothing to do with you."
"How is it none of her business?" Zhao Tingzhu peeked inside on tiptoe, but didn't see Zhao Yuxiang. She glanced at Yu Sui and said, "Are you and Zhao Yuxiang on good terms? Did he tell you how to get rid of the Xirang a long time ago? Otherwise, how could you have such a big son?"
Han Yin had wanted to retort for a long time, but he was afraid that Zhao Tingzhu would stab him twice more, so he kept quiet and hid behind Yu Sui to wipe his tears. At the same time, he used his unfamiliar word-filling spell to send a message to Han Ziyang, searching for the three words "crazy woman" in the full screen of characters and spells.
Yu Sui glanced back thoughtfully, and from Zhao Tingzhu's words, it seemed that Elder Yan had long known how to get rid of the incomplete Xirang.
“If the Breath of Earth wasn’t on her, Elder Chang wouldn’t have needed to seal her Kun-Gen power,” Jiang Fengyu said.
"Then this little thing isn't her son?" Zhao Tingzhu was genuinely surprised. "Then why are you so eager to protect him? I thought you two had a deep mother-son bond!"
Yu Sui: "You said it yourself, that's what you thought."
Zhao Tingzhu suddenly felt bored: "I thought you had a child and stumbled upon a way to break the deadlock by accident."
"Since you've already heard it all, I might as well tell you directly: if you don't want to die because of the incomplete Breath Soil, then do what your mother did and give birth. The new life that is conceived within your own body, a being that is naturally born with gathered Qi, will attract Breath Soil more than the mother's body. After you give birth, the incomplete Breath Soil will be transferred into your child's body, and then you won't have to be hunted down anymore."
Zhao Tingzhu stood in front of Yu Sui with a half-smile. After saying these words, she slightly raised her chin, as if waiting for Yu Sui to thank her.
Yu Sui seemed to be taken aback for a moment, then said, "How could there be such a disgusting method?"
"What's disgusting about it? This is the simplest, most effective, and only way to solve the problem," Zhao Tingzhu snorted. "Old Chang clearly knows this, but he doesn't tell you. Instead, he seals your Kun-Gen power, making things so complicated."
"Consider the time you spent in Taiyi. It'll be perfect for you to come back to the capital to give birth. You won't have to die, and neither will Grandmother Nangong. The death of a newborn baby will solve all the problems."
Zhao Tingzhu's words seemed to imply that they were all incredibly stupid.
"But the simplest way is to die from the moment you were born. If you find that method disgusting, then you might as well just die."
Zhao Tingzhu glanced arrogantly at Yu Sui, then walked past her into the building. Jiang Fengyu followed behind, and the two headed straight for the waterside pavilion inside the building.
After a moment of silence, Yu Sui reached out and touched the bridge of her nose, sighing softly, "It's been a long time since I've met such an annoying person."
Han Yin timidly handed her the Wind Listening Ruler: "Brother Ziyang has something to tell you."
Yu Sui reached out and took the phone. Han Ziyang asked in an unfriendly tone, "Where exactly are you? A Yin said you met a crazy woman, and that crazy woman even slashed his face several times."
“The crazy woman he mentioned is also a guest of the Nangong family,” Yu Sui said. “I’ll have someone take him to a safe place. You can go and pick him up.”
"Where are you going?" Han Ziyang asked.
“I’m afraid I won’t be able to leave.” Yu Sui looked into the building. “Don’t worry, if I die in the Thirty-Sixth Street, the entire Qingyang Imperial Capital will have to pay with my life.”
Han Ziyang: "..."
With you saying that, how can I possibly feel at ease? I'd rather give up.
Yu Sui hung up the telepathic message, returned the Wind Listening Ruler to Han Yin, and looked at Shan Rong, who had appeared in the corridor at some point: "Please trouble someone to escort this child on his way."
Shan Rong's empty eye sockets stared at Yu Sui, his pale face looking somewhat eerie, but Yu Sui showed no fear whatsoever.
He nodded and said, "I'll have someone take care of it right away."
Yu Sui then walked into the building.
"Old man, should I call you Elder Yan or Prime Minister Yan?" Zhao Tingzhu's cheerful voice could be heard from afar. "I'm embarrassed that you've had so many people to greet you! Did you arrange for the tenth-realm young lady outside as well? Your magnanimity is truly remarkable, drinking and chatting with the child of your enemy. I admire you, hahaha!"
The old man stood motionless beneath the waterside pavilion, gazing through the vast rain towards the direction where Yu Sui was, his pupils reflecting only the swirling rain.
"I heard that Gongsun Qi is coming to Qingyang Capital to kill you, so Mr. He specially sent us here to protect you. Do you believe it?" Zhao Tingzhu stood outside the pavilion, waiting for the old man's answer with great interest.
"If it's not protection, are you going to kill me?" Old Yan glanced at her sideways.
Zhao Tingzhu snapped her fingers and laughed, "Congratulations, you guessed right!"
"Is this Mr. He's order, or your master's order?" Old Master Yan asked indifferently.
“We have protected you time and time again, but you have concealed a lot of information related to Nangong Sui. You are disloyal and deserve to die.” Zhao Tingzhu walked slowly toward the old man. “You have failed to find Yan Xiaochuan and Mei Liangyu for many years. You have done a poor job and also deserve to die.”
Elder Yan responded coldly: "You have repeatedly sided with the Nangong family, yet now you come to me to settle scores for your poor performance?"
“Mr. Zhao, we have given you many opportunities to prove that you can take down the Nangong family, but you have not seized them once.” Zhao Tingzhu shook her head, her tone full of regret. “Look, the one who killed Nangong’s grandmother and enraged Nangong Ming was Gongsun Qi, not you.”
"The one who caused you to lose everything was never Nangong Ming, but Gongsun Qi."
“You have been defeated by Gongsun Qi time and time again, losing all face. Therefore, it is time for the family to take back your worthless life.”
As Zhao Tingzhu walked to the table, the low-level sorcerers lurking around instantly made their move. The immense power gathered by dozens of people dispelled the torrential rain and swept across the small building.
Four low-level sorcerers appeared in an instant and attacked Zhao Tingzhu, but the girl didn't even have any protective aura. Her eyes flashed with golden light, and she gathered her energy and dispersed it. The invisible energy struck the four men in the chest, seriously injuring them.
Standing on the water corridor, Jiang Fengyu twirled the umbrella handle in his hand. The four people who had just emerged from the water to make a move were instantly twisted in the neck by an invisible gust of wind and fell back into the water.
A loud bang echoed from above the waterside pavilion. A master of the thirteenth realm of military strategy charged forward, sword in hand. Zhao Tingzhu, her back to the enemy, activated her protective aura, grabbed the blade with one hand, spun around, and kicked the enemy in the chest. Elder Yan heard the sound of bones shattering in his chest cavity. The master of the thirteenth realm coughed up blood and fell into the water.
Before the broken sword that had been kicked away even hit the ground, Zhao Tingzhu caught it and held it close to Elder Yan's throat. She asked with a smile, "Before I kill you, let me ask you one more question: Did you never tell Nangong Sui how to deal with the Breath Soil?"
Zhao Tingzhu approached Elder Yan with a curious gaze, her posture resembling that of a cat toying with a mouse.
Old Yan's gray eyes moved slowly: "If she were to resolve the issue of the Breath of Earth in that way, she would rather die."
"Why?" Zhao Tingzhu asked in confusion. "Since her parents could kill their own child to seize the Breath Soil, why can't Nangong Sui get rid of it in the same way?"
"What's wrong with killing a newborn baby?"
Before Elder Yan could answer, Zhao Tingzhu exclaimed in sudden realization, "I know! The mindset of a sage, hahaha!"
She had just finished laughing when she suddenly sheathed her sword and retreated, staring in astonishment at the girl who appeared behind Elder Yan, radiating protective aura.
"If my parents could kill me to seize the Breath of Earth, why can't I kill my mother?"
Yu Sui stood in the blazing sun formation, glancing sideways at Zhao Tingzhu with an arrogant and mocking look.
The ground and pillars were covered with dense red fire patterns, and even the shimmering water was steaming with intense white smoke due to the blazing sun array.
"You want to kill your mother? Of course not! She's still useful, she can't die at your hands." Zhao Tingzhu raised her feverish hand and looked at it. "But your Blazing Sun Formation is quite interesting. But are you trying to save Zhao Yuxiang right now? He's been betraying your information to his superiors all these years."
Zhao Tingzhu's gaze darted back and forth between Zhao Yuxiang and Yu Sui, her eyes barely concealing her schadenfreude: "You possess the Divine Eye of Heaven, which Zhao Yuxiang revealed to you."
Thunder roared in the sky, lightning flashed wildly through the dark clouds, and torrential rain poured down from the broken holes in the waterside pavilion, the rushing water soaking the ground and crackling and burning in the blazing sun.
Yu Sui looked at the old man in front of her in surprise, but could only see his silent back.
She opened her mouth as if to ask Elder Yan when he learned that she possessed the Divine Eye of Heaven, but the words stuck in her throat and vanished without a trace.
He was a member of the He family, while she herself was a child who didn't even understand the Nine Schools of Arts. Elder Yan had many opportunities to sense her power, but he never said anything.
Master Yan taught her how to examine orchid poison and how to judge people, but he didn't teach her about the various schools of thought and even when she discovered the Divine Eye, he didn't teach her how to use it.
"...When did you find out?" Yu Sui asked softly.
Old Yan replied in a low voice, "Five years ago."
Five years.
Yu Sui smiled and asked again, "Then when did you tell them?"
Old Yan said, "This year."
Yu Sui: "Before I went to Taiyi?"
"yes."
"My master..." Before Yu Sui could finish asking, Elder Yan replied, "I only guessed it was the Heavenly Eye, but he confirmed it."
I see.
"Guess?" Yu Sui scoffed softly. "You've spent five years and still aren't sure?"
Before Elder Yan could answer, Zhao Tingzhu chimed in leisurely, "Yes, five years is such a long time. I haven't dared to use the Wind Listening Ruler in these five years!"
“I thought my family would be an asset to you in the future.” Old Master Yan slowly turned around to look at Yu Sui. His eyes were still lifeless. He looked into the girl’s cold eyes and his tone became much lower. “I made the wrong choice.”
“You once told me that one wrong step can lead to many more, so why didn’t you do it yourself?” Yu Sui said, looking at Zhao Tingzhu and walking forward. “But I also made the wrong choice in choosing to believe you.”
"He betrayed you, and you still want to save him?" Zhao Tingzhu asked incredulously as Yu Sui walked towards her.
Yu Sui said, "I'm not here to save him, I'm here to kill you."
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