Rebirth of a Stunning Beauty (Complete) - 18

~Chapter Eight: The Tiger's Roar and the King's Slaughter, Section Three~

Consort Li said with some surprise, "No way! Your Majesty, you are invincible. Even the combined might of 'Heaven-Covering Hand' Qin Xiaoyao and 'Iron-Turning Hand' Tie Kongshan cannot defeat you. How could there be anyone in the world who cannot defeat you?"

Ximen Wudi slowly said, "You grew up in this sect since childhood. You should remember how powerful the martial arts and influence of the Four Great Demons were when they roamed the sect! But thirteen years ago, the Demon Sect experienced a cataclysmic event. 'Heavenly Demon Meteor' and 'Earthly Demon Ruthless' were killed, and 'Time Waits for No Man' and 'Illusion Demon True Monarch' fled in panic, hiding in the martial world for ten years until they reappeared three years ago because of Qin Ren's appearance.

"What kind of people were the Four Great Demons? Back then, when the four of them joined forces, even though I had not yet comprehended the 'Destroying God Heart Sutra' and the 'Immortal Slaughtering Treasure Talisman,' I was no match for them, even with my master's help." Even now, with my divine skills fully mastered, I still cannot destroy 'Time Waits for No Man' and 'Illusion Demon True Lord' in one blow. They can still last about seven moves against me. If the two join forces, they can last even longer.

"But back then, at the height of the Four Great Demons' power, there was one person who could single-handedly break through their combined attack formation, killing 'Heavenly Demon Meteor' and 'Earthly Demon Ruthless' in three moves, causing 'Time Waits for No Man' and 'Illusion Demon True Lord' to flee in panic. How can I easily claim victory over such a master?" Consort

Li asked curiously, "Your Majesty, I have heard of this. But wasn't the master who defeated the Four Great Demons invited back by the old sect leader to help? How could it be someone from the palace?"

Ximen Wudi gently shook his head and said, "That master wasn't invited back by my master; he came to help us voluntarily. The Four Great Demons have grown powerful, and our sect's influence extends throughout the country." As the emperor of the Great Qin Empire, how could Ying Shengjun tolerate his sect running rampant in the martial world? Thirteen years ago, on New Year's Eve, his sect was embroiled in internal strife. Two of the four great demons were killed, and the other two fled. The righteous sects of the martial world seized the opportunity to besiege his sect's branches throughout the land. The three sects and five halls suffered heavy losses, and his sect never recovered, taking a full ten years to rebuild. All of this was actually orchestrated by Ying Shengjun in secret! That expert was actually Ying Shengjun's personal bodyguard.

When the Third Young Master heard this, he was greatly surprised. Three years ago, when he talked about this with Qiao Wei and Uncle Li, he thought that the mysterious expert who killed the Heavenly Demon Meteor and the Earthly Demon Ruthless in three moves should be dead long ago. He never expected that he was in the imperial palace in the capital.

No wonder Ximen Wudi dared not kill the current emperor and take his place; it turned out that there were still people in this world that he could not deal with.

Consort Li then said, "But I've been in the palace for three years, how come I've never seen that personal guard?"

Ximen Wudi chuckled and said, "That man's martial arts are divine; how could you possibly discover him? Besides, now that the Holy Emperor Ying doesn't leave the palace even half a step, he has long lost control of the affairs of the world, and no one is here to assassinate him. How could that man have the opportunity to show himself and make a move? Moreover, that man should be dead by now."

"Since that guard is dead, why doesn't Your Majesty take action against the Holy Emperor Ying?"

Ximen Wudi shook his head and said, "Although that guard is dead, his successor is still alive. When the Ying clan was still a feudal lord, they obtained a rare manual called the 'True Dragon Treasure Mirror,' which is said to be the strongest martial art in the world. However, the 'True Dragon Treasure Mirror' causes immense damage to the human body when practiced; those who practice it cannot live past thirty."

"Therefore, the Ying family itself does not cultivate this technique. Instead, they select exceptionally talented young children to practice it, supplementing them with rare and precious medicines, so that by the age of eleven or twelve, they possess the level of a top-tier martial arts master. By around twenty, they have mastered the technique and become invincible. I believe that the strength displayed by that master thirteen years ago was already unmatched. Now, thirteen years have passed, and that person should be over thirty and dead.

"However, the Ying family trains a batch of such masters every ten years. Although no more than one will ultimately succeed, this generation of guards should have been trained long ago. Whenever I approach the Hall of Mental Cultivation, I feel an indescribable aura, as if an extremely ferocious beast is coiled above the Hall of Mental Cultivation, eyeing everyone around. Therefore, I suspect that the guard has been secretly protecting the Holy Lord Ying within the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

The Third Young Master was overjoyed. He hadn't expected to learn so many secrets during this nighttime incursion into the palace. It seemed that taking the risk was indeed worthwhile.

Consort Li blushed instantly, saying, "If what Your Majesty says is true, then wouldn't he be able to witness every intimate moment between A-Li and Lord Ying every day? Damn it, how unbearable it was for A-Li to display her seductive skills! And now others have seen it all! What... what should we do?"

Ximen Wudi smiled faintly and said, "A-Li, why act like a little girl in front of me? Don't think I don't know that you love it when others spy on you and men making love. The more people spy, the more excited you get."

A-Li immediately acted coquettishly and said, "Your Majesty, how can you say such things to me? I won't stand for it..."

The Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. If they weren't wary of Ximen Wudi, they probably would have already rushed out, one to poison her a thousand times, and the other to rape and then kill her.

Ximen Wudi laughed, "Alright, A-Li, that's enough for tonight. Go back to the Yangxin Hall! Hmm, there's no time like the present. Today is the perfect opportunity. I'll kill Ying Shengjun."

Li Fei asked curiously, "Your Majesty, didn't you just say that Ying Shengjun's personal guards are in the Yangxin Hall, making it inconvenient to act? Why are you now determined to kill Ying Shengjun?"

Ximen Wudi replied, "Because... we have guests today who will assist me, Ximen!"

As he spoke, he suddenly turned around, facing the pillar where the Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er were hiding, raised his index finger, and gently pointed it out.

This finger seemed to emit no energy whatsoever, not even a sound of wind breaking through the air, not even the slightest ripple in the air. His finger strike was as if it were made by someone with no martial arts skills, appearing utterly powerless.

However, the Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er were greatly shocked.

What level was the Third Young Master at now? The moment Ximen Wudi pointed his finger, the Third Young Master knew that Ximen Wudi's finger technique had reached the highest level of being invisible, intangible, and silent!

Without time to ponder how Ximen Wudi had discovered them, the Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er retreated with lightning speed, attempting to return the way they came.

"Boom!" A deafening roar erupted as the lower half of the bronze pillar where the Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er had been hiding suddenly shattered into countless bronze dust particles, as if struck by a tremendous force. The tubular passage began to vibrate violently.

Qin Ni'er, who was retreating rapidly with the Third Young Master, paled and cried out, "Not good!" She grabbed the Third Young Master and, instead of retreating, rushed towards the exit that had been punched open.

Before the Third Young Master could ask anything, a sharp, whistling sound rang out. Turning around, he saw that the luminous pearls on the passage wall had been shattered by the force of the finger strike. After the bead fell off, a circular hole was revealed. Countless steel needles, gleaming with a faint blue light, shot out from the hole, causing the pipe to clang and spark.

Not wanting to be riddled with needles, the Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er had to change their strategy and rush out of the passage. However, this brought them face-to-face with Ximen Wudi!

The Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er steadied themselves, facing Ximen Wudi and the now-turned-around Li Fei.

Li Fei was not only incredibly beautiful, but her entire being exuded an alluring and seductive charm. Her large, bright eyes, however, possessed an inexplicable innocence.

The blend of a young girl's purity and a wanton woman's lascivious allure created a unique charm, leading the Third Young Master to almost mistake her for the Nine Yin Saintess at first glance.

However, Consort Li was clearly not the Nine Yin Saintess. The Nine Yin Saintess had a more noble and reserved temperament, and while she was lewd, she also possessed an elegant demeanor that was untouched by worldly affairs.

And as the Third Young Master had predicted, Consort Li was indeed not wearing an undergarment. Her well-proportioned, firm, and rounded breasts, with their two prominent rosy nipples, exuded a hazy, alluring charm under the oil lamp and candlelight. The barely visible, mysterious black area below her abdomen was even more intoxicating, making one's blood boil and breath quicken.

Normally, upon seeing such a woman deliberately seducing him, the Third Young Master would have pounced on her without a second thought. But now, with Ximen Wudi right before him, the Third Young Master felt no lust whatsoever.

The tubular passage echoed with the tinkling sound of pearls falling onto a jade plate, countless luminous pearls bouncing and rolling down from the passageway's entrance, some with steel needles embedded in them.

But the Third Young Master had no interest in those priceless pearls now, letting them fall to the ground, rolling and gradually covering the entire hall.

The eerie blue light of the luminous pearl gradually replaced the oil lamps and candlelight, bathing the entire hall in a deep blue hue. Ximen Wudi, clad entirely in black, appeared even more sinister and terrifying in this environment, causing Qin Ni'er to involuntarily shiver. She slowly moved closer to the Third Young Master and tugged at his sleeve.

The Third Young Master, however, was surprisingly calm. At this critical moment of life and death, he had let go of all his worries and faced Ximen Wudi with complete ease.

He grasped Qin Ni'er's small hand in return, finding it icy cold and her palm damp with sweat. Turning to Qin Ni'er, the Third Young Master smiled slightly and said, "Ni'er, don't worry, I won't let you get hurt."

"Good! Well said!" Ximen Wudi clapped his hands, looking at the Third Young Master with a faint smile in his voice, and said, "Three years have passed, and I never imagined that the Third Young Master would have become such a responsible man. Compared to that womanizer who would just pick up his pants and run away, you are infinitely better."

The Third Young Master smiled faintly and said, "Ximen Wudi, three years have passed, and you are still so sneaky. When will you be able to show your true face like a man?"

Ximen Wudi said, "Ximen once said that as long as you have the ability to make me use my full strength, you will naturally be qualified to see my true face. Third Young Master, do you now have the ability to make me use my full strength?"

The Third Young Master slowly raised his palm and said, "Why don't you try and you'll know?" Ximen

Wudi waved his hand and said, "Third Young Master, three years have passed, and Ximen has missed you very much." "We've finally met again, why treat Ximen like this, Third Young Master? Do you know what I was thinking when you fell off the cliff? I thought the world would be much lonelier without you, Third Young Master. My life would be much lonelier without you, my worthy opponent. When I learned that you had been reborn, I was overjoyed. That night, I drank three extra cups of wine for you, almost getting drunk. Third Young Master, it's still early, there's no rush to kill Ying Jun, why not catch up with me?"

The Third Young Master snorted coldly, saying, "What's there to say to you? One of us will have to fall! Ximen Wudi, make your move, I'll take it!" Ximen Wudi

slowly shook his head, his voice filled with disappointment, "Third Young Master, why are you in such a hurry to settle things with me? Does the Third Young Master..." "Don't you want to know how Ximen discovered the Third Young Master?"

The Third Young Master said, "I know without you telling me. I suppose you already knew we were in when Ni'er and I opened the mechanism on the roof. With your skills, you must know everything Ni'er and I said on the roof."

Ximen Wudi nodded, "The Third Young Master guessed correctly. Ximen did know you and Princess Ni'er had entered from the very beginning. However, it wasn't when you went up to the Tiger Roaring Palace roof, but from the moment you entered the palace that Ximen discovered your presence! So, Third Young Master, would you like to guess why Ximen didn't expose you immediately, but instead revealed so many secrets to you?"

The Third Young Master said angrily, "It seems you thought killing Ni'er and me was as easy as turning your hand, and weren't afraid of us overhearing your secrets!"

Ximen Wudi laughed, "The Third Young Master guessed wrong. Ximen originally thought..." "Young Master Xi is a prodigy, always understanding things instantly. I never expected even he could make a mistake. The reason Ximen isn't afraid of the Third Young Master knowing so many secrets is because those secrets aren't really secrets at all. After tonight, everyone will know these secrets. Once Ying Shengjun is dead, all the secrets will become meaningless. Therefore, Ximen isn't afraid of the Third Young Master knowing. Besides, Ximen didn't intend to kill the Third Young

Master this time." The Third Young Master sneered, saying, "Don't try to fool me. You don't want to kill me? Then why keep me here? Wouldn't it be better to let me and Ni'er leave peacefully?"

Ximen Wudi shook his head and smiled, "Third Young Master is mistaken. It's not that Ximen doesn't want the Third Young Master to leave, it's just that we need your strong support to kill Ying Shengjun today!"

The Third Young Master's expression changed, "What exactly do you mean?"

~Chapter Eight: The Tiger's Roar and the Killing of the King, Section Four~

Ximen Wudi didn't answer the Third Young Master. He glanced at Li Fei and said, "Ah Li, what reason did you give for coming to the Tiger's Roar Hall?"

Li Fei smiled sweetly and said, "Your Majesty, Ah Li comes to the Tiger's Roar Hall once a day. The reason I gave to Lord Ying is naturally to personally clean this hall that guards the national treasure, as a sign of respect. By the way, every time Ah Li comes, she is accompanied by two imperial guards who are disciples of the first generation of our sect, the Mitian Sect. They are currently waiting outside the hall."

Ximen Wudi hummed in agreement and then asked, "Then, could you tell me how long it takes for those two disciples to inform Lord Ying in the Yangxin Hall?"

Li Fei smiled. "Your Majesty," said Ximen Wudi, "those two disciples are both outstanding swordsmen, with exceptional lightness skills. A distance of fifty zhang can be covered in the time it takes to flick one's finger ten times. If they were to call out on the spot, Lord Ying would hear the call and, concerned for A-Li's safety, would surely arrive immediately. With Lord Ying's skill, three flicks of his finger would be enough for him to get here."

Ximen Wudi added with a smile, "If Lord Ying comes here, his personal guards will likely follow as well. Hmm, I wonder if Lord Ying will unleash his Tiger Roar."

Consort Li smiled, "If the Third Young Master of the Qin family can hold off that imperial guard for even a moment, Lord Ying will certainly be no match for Your Majesty. At that time, he will have no choice but to..." "The Tiger's Roar will not be invoked."

Ximen Wudi chuckled, then turned to the Third Young Master and

said, "Could it be that the Third Young Master still doesn't understand what Ximen means?" The Third Young Master stared at Ximen Wudi with a solemn expression and said, "You want to use Consort Li to falsely accuse me?"

Ximen Wudi laughed heartily and said, "Whether it's a false accusation or not, the Third Young Master knows perfectly well. Venturing into this deep palace in the dead of night, choosing this Tiger's Roar Hall out of all places, does the Third Young Master dare say he doesn't harbor thoughts about the Tiger's Roar?"

The Third Young Master took a deep breath, shook his head, and smiled bitterly: "Ximen Wudi, you're quite something. You discovered me the moment I entered the palace. You must have overheard my conversation with Ni'er about the Tiger's Roar perfectly, so you didn't make a fuss, and instead went to Consort Li's palace beforehand..." "Waiting at the Tiger Roaring Hall, waiting for us to walk right into the trap before setting this vicious scheme... Ximen Wudi, you have such deep cunning, such insidious calculations!"

Ximen Wudi laughed, "Third Young Master, you flatter me. I only succeed because my martial arts are slightly superior to yours, and I know your whereabouts better. If you were as skilled as I am, this scheme would be useless against you."

The Third Young Master sneered, "But aren't you being a bit too arrogant? Even if you really summon the Emperor, do you think I'll help you hold off his guards? His guards are incredibly skilled; even you wouldn't dare claim victory. Even if I were to fight him as you wish, how many moves do you think I could withstand?"

Ximen Wudi said, "Third Young Master single-handedly defeated 28,000 rebels in Wuyun City, beheading over 2,000, and the rest surrendered. Judging from Third Young Master's current level, he has reached the state of oneness with heaven and man. Why should Third Young Master underestimate him? With his current strength, he could easily last a hundred moves against Ximen. Even if that guard is stronger than Ximen, as long as Third Young Master doesn't fight desperately, he should be able to withstand fifty moves, right? Third Young Master also has Princess Ni by his side; that guard, out of respect for Princess Ni, will likely..." If you show mercy to the Third Young Master, he can last another twenty moves. Seventy moves is enough time for Ximen to force Ying Shengjun to unleash his Tiger Roar! As for whether the Third Young Master will fight that guard..."

Ximen Wudi glanced at Li Fei and laughed, "That's probably not up to the Third Young Master!"

Li Fei chuckled, reached out and ruffled her hair, then with a few ripping sounds, tore several holes in her transparent three-point dress, revealing half of her white, trembling chest, as well as her lower abdomen, thighs, and other vital parts. Finally, she scratched bruises on her chest, abdomen, and lower body with her fingernails, and laughed, "Third Young Master, I wonder if the Holy Lord Ying would have someone kill you if he saw this? And would you willingly offer your neck for execution?" The Third Young Master's

face immediately turned ashen. Qin Ni'er, standing beside him, angrily said, "What a shameless woman! To resort to such means to frame the Third Young Master! You went out in the middle of the night without even wearing underwear. If my father saw you like this, he would never believe you! Besides, with me as your witness, you can't frame him!"

Consort Li covered her mouth and giggled. "Little sister, do you know? Actually, wearing this outfit was Ying Shengjun's request! You're his daughter, yet you don't know his tastes. He's quite happy for his women to be naked in front of other men! Besides, in this palace, besides guards and eunuchs, where are there any other men? The guards naturally wouldn't dare look me in the eye, and as for the eunuchs, what difference would it make if they did? As for you testifying for the Third Young Master… hehe, have you ever thought about it? If you really still have your father's favor, why haven't you even wanted to see him for the past three years?" "Not even a single glance?"

Qin Ni'er's face turned deathly pale. She shook her head and muttered to herself, "No, no... my father will still believe me..."

Ximen Wudi laughed, "Alright, we've said what needed to be said. Now it's time to get down to business. Third Young Master, get ready. That guard is incredibly skilled. He has no set moves, yet his fists can shatter mountains and his feet can split the earth. If he touches you, even if you're wearing your armor, you'll be broken!"

He then nodded slightly to Consort Li. Consort Li suddenly lunged at Ximen Wudi, her face beaming, but her mouth... A scream, like someone being gang-raped by eighteen burly men, escaped her lips: "Help! There's an assassin! Ah, help! No... don't come any closer, I'll fight you to the death... Help!"

The shrill cry had barely escaped when two deep, penetrating shouts rang out from outside the Tiger Roar Palace: "It's terrible! Help! Someone has broken into the Tiger Roar Palace, intending to seize the Tiger Roar and defile Consort Li! Help! Ah... ah..."

The last two "ahs" were simulated screams; it seemed the two demonic disciples from the Bewitching Heaven Sect outside the palace had perfectly staged the whole performance. Ximen

Wudi, holding Consort Li, looked at the Third Young Master and said with a smile, "Third Young Master, the Holy Lord Ying is almost here. Get ready!" As he spoke, he violently threw Consort Li towards the Third Young Master. Consort Li screamed in the air as she crashed into him.

The Third Young Master pulled Qin Ni'er aside, but Consort Li, like a nimble snake, moved with incredible suppleness, spinning in the air before chasing after him again.

The Third Young Master was furious, desperately wanting to send the woman flying with a single blow. But if he actually struck Consort Li, wouldn't his crime be even more certain?

Just as he hesitated, a roar like a tiger echoed from outside the hall: "Whoever dares to touch my Consort Li, who dares to plot against my Tiger Roar, I will exterminate their entire clan!"

With the roar, the tightly closed doors of the Tiger Roar Hall crashed down, and a burly figure, clad in a bright yellow robe embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, with a full head of white hair and beard, darted in like lightning.

This man was none other than the First Emperor, Qin Shi Huang, Ying Shengjun!

His hair and beard bristled, his natural majesty was undeniable. Although old and senile, in this moment of thunderous rage, he possessed an undeniable aura of domineering power.

At this moment, Consort Li was in hot pursuit of the Third Young Master. The instant the gate opened, she cried out in alarm, slapping her own chest and spitting out blood. She flew towards the gate, still coughing up blood.

Emperor Ying Shengjun rushed into the hall, catching Consort Li in his arms, and cried out in alarm, "My beloved consort, my beloved consort, how are you? How did you get so badly injured?"

Consort Li, barely breathing, weakly reached out and stroked Emperor Ying Shengjun's face, her voice trembling, "Your Majesty… thankfully, thankfully… you arrived in time… otherwise…"

Emperor Ying Shengjun's majestic face was filled with grief and indignation. He held Consort Li and shouted, "My beloved consort, who injured you? Was it him?" He pointed at Ximen Wudi.

In this situation, the ghostly Ximen Wudi, clad in black robes, was naturally the prime suspect. This shows that sometimes, wearing a convincing disguise makes it easier to commit evil deeds without arousing suspicion.

Consort Li nodded and said, "Besides him... there was also that... that young man... He is... the third young master of Xiaoyao Manor... Qin Ren... Princess Ni... brought him into the Tiger Roar Palace... wanting to steal the Tiger Roar... I... stopped them... and they attacked me... that Qin Ren... even tried to defile my body..."

Qin Ni'er shouted, "You vile woman, stop talking nonsense, Father, listen to me, it's clearly this vile woman..."

"Shut up!" Emperor Ying roared, interrupting Qin Ni'er's words, "I have no daughter like you! I have loved you dearly, but now you have colluded with outsiders to steal my national treasure. From this day forward, you are a serious traitor. I hereby grant you death. For the sake of our father-daughter relationship, you may commit suicide!"

Qin Ni'er's pretty face turned pale instantly, she swayed twice, and almost fell over. She shook her head, tears welling in her phoenix eyes, and murmured, "No, this isn't true... Father, how could you kill your daughter for a woman? No..."

Ximen Wudi then said ominously, "Third Young Master, this dog emperor already knows your identity. We can't let him live. If he lives, the lives of nearly ten thousand people in our Xiaoyao Manor will be over! I dare to beg you, Third Young Master, for the sake of Xiaoyao Manor, to eliminate this dog emperor!"

Ying Shengjun roared, "You actually want to commit regicide? Hmph, in this Tiansheng Palace, I am the sole holder of the power of life and death! Xiaoyao Manor is indeed up to no good. I trusted the eldest young master of Xiaoyao Manor, Qin Feng, for so many years and entrusted him with important responsibilities. How can you face me?"

The Third Young Master took a deep breath; he knew that at this point, he had no way to defend himself. Ying Shengjun didn't even trust his own daughter, so how could he trust an outsider like him? Although Ximen Wudi successfully framed him, he was at least right about one thing: without killing Ying Shengjun, Xiaoyao Manor would indeed be doomed, and everyone in the manor would be executed on Ying Shengjun's orders.

The Third Young Master is a reincarnated modern person, and deep down, he has no concept of loyalty to the emperor. Killing an emperor is no different to him than killing a minor character. At most, he might feel a little proud and excited after killing the emperor.

However, this emperor is, after all, Qin Ni'er's biological father, and after all, a great emperor with great talent and ambition in his youth. The Third Young Master is not yet ready to make up his mind to kill him.

But Ying Shengjun was clearly unconcerned. He roared, "Long Jiu, kill Qin Ren for me! If Qin Ni'er dares to resist, kill her too!"

The Third Young Master shook his head and sighed inwardly, saying to Ximen Wudi, "This time, you've won again."

Ximen Wudi replied, "Third Young Master, don't be careless! That Long Jiu must be the ninth generation of Ying family's personal guard. The 'True Dragon Treasure Mirror' is incredibly powerful. Don't be careless and get hurt!"

Ying Shengjun snorted coldly and said, "You even know about the 'True Dragon Treasure Mirror'? It seems your Xiaoyao Manor has long harbored ambitions for my empire!" He then said softly to Consort Li, "My beloved consort, I'll have someone send you back to rest."

Consort Li grasped Ying Shengjun's hand and shook her head, saying, "No... Your Majesty... Your body is of utmost importance... How can you personally risk your life..."

Ying Shengjun smiled with immense self-confidence and said, "My beloved consort, you have never seen me galloping across the battlefield in my youth. My title of 'Invincible Overlord' did not come out of thin air! Guards!"

At his command, Ning Zhaohao immediately led a large contingent of imperial guards in.

"Zhaohao, take a few men and escort Consort Li back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to rest and recover. Summon the best imperial physicians for me and tell them that if Consort Li bears even the slightest scar, I will exterminate their entire clan!"

Ning Zhaohao respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, why should Your Majesty trouble yourself with these two petty thieves? Let the guards kill them. Your Majesty's precious body is not fit to be tainted with the blood of lowly people."

Emperor Ying snorted and said, "Little Zhaohao, I know you are loyal. However, I have not killed anyone for many years, and the world has forgotten how I conquered this empire! Have the guards withdraw. With Long Jiu here, I will be absolutely unharmed. Moreover, within this Tiger Roar Hall, I am invincible!"

Ning Zhaohao said, "As you command!" He helped Consort Li up and, together with two eunuchs, helped her slowly out of the hall. The large group of imperial guards who had come with Ning Zhaohao also withdrew and left the hall.

Ying Shengjun walked step by step towards Ximen Wudi, his aura gradually emanating from his body. His true dragon yellow robe billowed with energy, and his white hair flew wildly as if blown by a gale.

Ximen Wudi ignored Ying Shengjun's approaching figure, only reminding the Third Young Master, "Third Young Master, be careful! Long Jiu is lurking nearby and could attack at any moment!"

The Third Young Master waved his hand wearily, saying, "Take care of yourself first. The Emperor's skills are no joke."

He then said to Qin Ni'er, "Ni'er, I don't want to die. Now... we have no choice but to fight."

Qin Ni'er nodded blankly, saying, "I still want to live and marry you, so we have no choice but to fight."

Ying Shengjun was furious upon hearing this and roared, "Long Jiu, why aren't you attacking? What are you waiting for?"

~Chapter 8 The Tiger's Roar: The Emperor's Slaughter, Section 5~

The moment Ying Shengjun spoke, Ximen Wudi suddenly moved!

He vanished like a ghost, then reappeared before Ying Shengjun like a phantom, gently placing a palm on Ying Shengjun's chest.

After the palm strike, Ximen Wudi disappeared again, reappearing in his original spot!

Ying Shengjun's reaction was equally swift; as Ximen Wudi's palm touched his chest, he swiftly struck out with his own. However, Ximen Wudi was too fast; his palm strike missed its mark, shattering a large section of the floor in front of him. The

Third Young Master witnessed this sudden change clearly. He distinctly saw that Ximen Wudi's palm hadn't landed firmly on Ying Shengjun's chest; it was at least three-tenths of an inch away.

Therefore, although Ying Shengjun's palm strike missed, he remained standing as if nothing had happened, coldly sneering, "Didn't you eat? How come your palm strike was so weak? It didn't even shatter my clothes. What a waste of your speed!"

The Third Young Master also found it strange; when did Ximen Wudi become so fond of aimless attacks?

But now, the Third Young Master had no time to think, for a dark figure had already swooped down from the top of the Tiger Roaring Hall, pouncing on him headfirst like an eagle. A fist clad in black gloves struck down at the Third Young Master's head, yet not a trace of energy leaked out.

The fist was as fast as lightning, reaching the Third Young Master's head the moment it struck, without even creating a ripple in the air!

This kind of fist was actually the most terrifying, because all the power was concentrated in the fist, not a single bit of true energy leaking out. Only after striking the enemy would it fully erupt, and the force at that moment was absolutely terrifying!

The Third Young Master knew this person was Long Jiu. He pushed Qin Ni'er aside with his left hand and thrust his right palm upwards.

He wanted to test Long Jiu's strength first!

The Third Young Master, at the Unity of Heaven and Man realm, appeared no different from an ordinary person when not using his inner energy, but when he struck, all his power gathered instantly, without even needing a prelude of gathering energy. One palm strike, and he had already used twelve parts of his power!

"Overlord's Command!" With a deep, resounding shout, the Third Young Master's palm traversed time and space. The palm command, imbued with the essence of "Time Waits for No Man," paused in time beneath his palm, while the palm command, fused with the true essence of the "Illusionary Demon Hand," was negligible in space. The palm struck its target the moment it was released!

"Buzz..." Fist and palm collided, emitting an extremely deep boom, causing the entire Tiger Roar Hall to tremble slightly.

The brass floor beneath the Third Young Master's feet was dented, leaving a circular pit up to his ankle. The Third Young Master's arm trembled, his tiger's mouth split open, oozing a string of blood beads, and a trickle of blood also spilled from his mouth.

Long Jiu, on the other hand, was thrown upwards by the force of the impact, instantly reaching the roof of the hall.

He planted his feet on the roof, the powerful recoil causing his feet to also dent the brass roof.

Long Jiu bent his knees, then sprang straight, unleashing a powerful kick that shattered a large hole in the roof of the palace. Using the momentum, he lunged at the Third Young Master with even greater speed, his fist still aimed straight down at his head!

Ximen Wudi cried out in alarm, "Third Young Master, I warned you! Long Jiu's punches and kicks have the power to shatter mountains and split the earth! You absolutely cannot fight him head-on! His lightness skill is no match for yours!"

Ying Shengjun snorted coldly, "Take care of yourself first!" He leaped forward, his palms striking out flatly, the surging palm energy like a raging torrent towards Ximen Wudi.

Ximen Wudi stood motionless, seemingly unconcerned about Ying Shengjun's two palms.

Enraged, Ying Shengjun unleashed his full power. Just as the palm energy was about to strike Ximen Wudi, Ying Shengjun suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, followed by a loud "bang."

Ying Shengjun's palm strike instantly collapsed, his body flying backward, coughing up blood.

His clothes were completely shredded, revealing a bright red palm print on his chest.

"Ying Shengjun, how was my palm strike? Did it have no power at all?" Ximen Wudi sneered, his figure suddenly vanishing from his spot. It turned out that although his palm strike hadn't landed solidly, the force had still struck Ying Shengjun from a distance, only not yet unleashed.

Ximen Wudi was most skilled at detonating internal energy implanted in others from a distance; Ying Shengjun, unaware of this, suffered a great loss.

After Ying Shengjun was blasted away by the unleashed palm force, Ximen Wudi used his completely elusive "Transformation into the Void" movement technique, disappearing from his original spot and reappearing behind Ying Shengjun.

Ying Shengjun was still flying backward, still unable to regain his footing. Although he was in the air, he saw Ximen Wudi disappear from his original spot, but he had no idea where Ximen Wudi had moved to.

Ximen Wudi pointed a finger at Ying Shengjun's back. The silent, invisible force struck Ying Shengjun's back instantly, breaking through his protective inner strength and exploding violently.

"Boom!" A deafening roar erupted as the robe on Ying Shengjun's back transformed into fluttering yellow butterflies, large patches of his skin torn away by the explosive force, leaving him bleeding profusely.

Ying Shengjun vomited another mouthful of blood, his body lurching forward like a kite with a broken string!

As Ying Shengjun hurtled forward, Ximen Wudi's figure vanished from the spot once more!

"Father!" At this moment, Qin Ni'er cried out in anguish, disregarding the disparity in strength between herself and Ximen Wudi, leaping towards Ying Shengjun.

Ying Shengjun didn't want her as his daughter, but she couldn't ignore her father!

The emperor's large number of children weakened the bond between father and daughter, but the princess would not forget this familial love because of her father's ruthlessness, for to her, she would only ever have one father!

However, while Qin Ni'er was fast, someone was even faster.

Long Jiu, who had exchanged one blow with the Third Young Master and was preparing for the second, suddenly withdrew his fist just as his fist was about to touch the Third Young Master's palm, changing his dive into a swift sweep, and charged towards Ying Shengjun like lightning.

The Third Young Master immediately breathed a sigh of relief. He had been wrong from the start; he shouldn't have even considered testing Long Jiu's strength. After exchanging a blow with Long Jiu, his internal energy was disrupted, and even if he wanted to use his lightness skill to fight Long Jiu, he didn't have time to gather his energy, leaving him no choice but to continue the direct confrontation!

During the first exchange, the Third Young Master had calculated that Long Jiu only needed to exchange ten blows with him to force him to exhaustion and death!

Ximen Wudi was right; Long Jiu's fists were indeed capable of shattering mountains!

Fortunately, Ximen Wudi's movement technique was unparalleled, leaving Ying Shengjun powerless to retaliate and forcing Long Jiu to return to his aid. This gave the Third Young Master a chance to end his fierce battle with Long Jiu.

Once Long Jiu returned to Ying Shengjun's aid, the Third Young Master quickly adjusted his breathing, restoring his disrupted inner energy to normal as fast as possible. Then, using his movement technique, he vanished from his spot, just like Ximen Wudi, and appeared before Qin Ni'er in the next instant.

However, the Third Young Master's disappearance and reappearance took two full blinks longer than Ximen Wudi's.

These two blinks might not seem like much time, but in a duel where life and death hang in the balance, this amount of time could determine victory or defeat!

The Third Young Master stopped Qin Ni'er, grabbed her, and threw her towards the passage, shouting, "Ni'er, you can't defeat anyone here! Run!"

The steel needles in the tubular passage had already been released. After being thrown into the passage by the Third Young Master, Qin Ni'er tried desperately to rush out again, but a sudden hand struck her back. A gentle force traveled from the point of impact throughout her body, instantly sealing several acupoints, rendering her immobile and unable to speak!

Then, that hand grabbed Qin Ni'er around the waist and swiftly swept her upwards through the passage.

Although Qin Ni'er couldn't move or speak, her eyes could still see. She saw that the owner of the hand was dressed in black night clothes, his face covered by a black cloth, revealing only a pair of radiant eyes.

The light in his eyes was the light of a sword—a deadly light that only emanated from someone's eyes when they were exerting their full power!

Qin Ni'er already knew who this person was. There was only one person in the world who could emit sword light with his eyes, because that person's entire body was essentially a sword. That

person was none other than Heavenly Sword Qin Feng!

Qin Feng hadn't actually left; he had been keeping a distance from the Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er. Unlike them, he hadn't been talking the whole way, and he suspected Ximen Wudi was hiding in the palace, so he was extremely cautious. Therefore, despite his weaker lightness skill than the Third Young Master, he hadn't been discovered by Ximen Wudi.

After the Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er were forced to reveal themselves by Ximen Wudi, Qin Feng entered the passage. After all the traps and hidden weapons were deployed, Qin Feng remained hidden at the passage's exit, waiting for an opportunity to join forces with the Third Young Master to eliminate Ximen Wudi.

However, the situation developed beyond Qin Feng's expectations. He never imagined that Ximen Wudi had already set a trap, waiting for the Third Young Master to fall into it. If Qin Feng had revealed himself then, it would have only added another person to the trap.

So, after Ying Shengjun and Long Jiu made their moves, Qin Feng remained hidden, waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike a fatal blow against either Ximen Wudi or Long Jiu.

In that situation, killing Long Jiu was less desirable than killing Ximen Wudi, as Ximen Wudi had no immediate intention of killing the Third Young Master, while Ying Shengjun was determined to kill the Third Young Master and Qin Ni'er. If Ying Shengjun and Long Jiu won, Xiaoyao Manor would be destroyed. Therefore,

Qin Feng had identified Long Jiu as his target.

However, it was now impossible to deal with Long Jiu, as he had already set his sights on Ximen Wudi. In Qin Feng's view, if Long Jiu and Ximen Wudi were to fight, whoever won would suffer a devastating defeat.

Ying Shengjun, already severely injured by Ximen Wudi, could be killed by the Third Young Master alone. After killing Ying Shengjun, with Ximen Wudi and Long Jiu both severely wounded, Qin Feng was confident that he could join forces with the Third Young Master to kill the survivor.

Therefore, as long as Long Jiu faces Ximen Wudi, regardless of the final outcome, Qin Feng and the Third Young Master will be the biggest winners!

However, Qin Ni'er is clearly not suited to stay in this situation. After all, Ying Shengjun is her father. Even if a father wants to kill his daughter, a daughter must never harbor the thought of harming her father.

A ruler commands his subject to die, and the subject has no choice but to die; a father commands his son to die, and the son dares not disobey!

But Qin Feng has no such scruples. The Heavenly Sword Master, who has always been indifferent to fame and fortune, is actually a very madman at heart, because he carries the blood of Qin Xiaoyao, the 'Blood Hand Asura Covering the Sky Hand,' because he is the Third Young Master's elder brother, and because of the oath he once swore.

Therefore, even if it means regicide, Qin Feng dares to do it!

But the most urgent task now is to get Qin Ni'er away from here as soon as possible. Only after Qin Ni'er is far away can Qin Feng and the Third Young Master unleash their full power.

So Qin Feng subdued Qin Ni'er, took her out of the Tiger Roar Hall, and quickly sped towards the outside of the palace.

Qin Feng had pushed his speed to its limit, reaching the realm of "Heavenly Dao Formless." Even using his full lightness skill, he could still evade the eyes and ears of all the palace guards. Because he was the Heavenly Sword, heaven and earth were his sword. Who could detect him when he used his lightness skill within the天地 (heaven and earth)?

In terms of concealing his presence and becoming one with nature, even the Third Young Master was slightly inferior to Qin Feng. The Third Young Master was merely faster and more unpredictable than Qin Feng!

Qin Feng's speed increased rapidly, the wind whistling past his ears. He was racing against time; he had to return to Tiger Roar Palace before Long Jiu and Ximen Wudi's battle was decided!

Soon, Qin Feng left the Heavenly Saint Palace. After crossing the city wall, he placed Qin Ni'er in a clump of dense grass beside the moat. Pulling down his veil, he looked at Qin Ni'er and said, "Ni'er, I'm going to help Xiao San now. Wait here for a while; we'll come back for you when we come out."

Qin Ni'er could speak now, but her voice was soft. She looked at Qin Feng, tears suddenly welling up in her eyes, and said, "Big brother, tell me, does my father have to die?" Qin

Feng remained silent for a long time, then turned his face away, not daring to meet her gaze. Turning his back to Qin Ni'er, he said, "Even if we don't kill him, Ximen Wudi will. Xiao San and I have no power to stop Ximen Wudi from killing, nor is there any need to. In a sense, we're now on Ximen Wudi's side. Ni'er, didn't you say you still wanted to live and marry Xiao San? If your father doesn't die, you'll only be husband and wife in the underworld. I'm sorry, Ni'er!"

With that, Qin Feng leaped into the air, lightly tapping the city wall, and disappeared into the night.

Tears streamed down Qin Ni'er's face as she sobbed uncontrollably.

After re-entering the Heavenly Saint Palace, Qin Feng used all his speed to rush towards the Tiger Roar Hall.

When he was about two hundred feet away from the Tiger Roar Hall, Qin Feng heard a powerful, incomparably fierce tiger roar, filled with boundless arrogance and bloodlust, resounding through the heavens, accompanied by the sound of metal scraping against metal.

The entire Tian Sheng Palace was startled by the roar; a tidal wave of thunderous howls surged through the night sky. The imperial guards and palace guards were all alarmed, rushing towards the Tiger Roar Hall with lanterns and torches in hand.

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he cried out in alarm, "Oh no, the Tiger Roar has been unsealed!"

~Chapter Eight: The Tiger Roar's Revenge, Section Six~

As the Third Young Master threw Qin Ni'er into the passage, Ximen Wudi appeared beside the charging Ying Shengjun, striking him with a palm strike. However, Long Jiu arrived just in time, punching into the air.

"Boom!" Long Jiu's punch exploded violently, emitting a burst of bright silver light. The black glove on Long Jiu's fist shattered, revealing a bluish-black hand with withered, bark-like skin, devoid of luster.

Long Jiu remained silent, leaping towards Ximen Wudi. Ximen Wudi vanished from his spot, reappearing ten feet away from Long Jiu.

"Third Young Master, a good opportunity! Quickly kill Ying Shengjun!" Ximen Wudi said in a sinister tone, definitively confirming the Third Young Master's regicide, then looked up at the palace ceiling.

The Immortal Execution Sword!

The invisible, intangible, and silent Zhuxian sword energy pierced through the top of Long Jiu's head. This sword energy, which could not be predicted or defended against unless one released all their internal energy to prepare every vital point, pierced a large hole in Long Jiu's head, all the way to his chin.

Long Jiu, his face veiled in black, let out a low, beast-like roar, his body swaying slightly. Thick, bluish-green liquid gushed from the holes in his chin and head.

But he was still alive!

Being pierced through the head by the Zhuxian sword, it was one thing if it wasn't blood and brain matter, but who would have thought he could survive with such a vital point pierced?

With two hissing sounds, Long Jiu tore off two strips of cloth from his clothes, wrapped them around the two wounds on his head, and then leaped towards Ximen Wudi, throwing a punch straight at Ximen Wudi's face!

Ximen Wudi also seemed surprised and said in astonishment, "How is this possible?" As he spoke, he disappeared from his original spot. Long Jiu's punch missed and struck the bronze pillar behind Ximen Wudi, which was as thick as two people could hug. With a loud bang, the bronze pillar was punched right through him!

At this moment, Ying Shengjun had landed safely. He coughed up two mouthfuls of blood and sneered, "Since you know about the 'True Dragon Treasure Mirror,' why don't you know that it's actually a miraculous manual for creating medicinal humans? Since you're all doomed to die today, I'll tell you, the 'True Dragon Treasure Mirror' isn't a martial arts manual at all, but a miraculous manual that records how to create medicinal humans with immense strength, lightning speed, impervious to pain, tireless, requiring no rest, and immortal! Hahaha... Medicinal humans created using the secret formula of the 'True Dragon Treasure Mirror' will only obey my commands for life. If I order them to kill someone, they will never rest until they are dead! Ha... Uh..."

The last sound was a painful whimper from someone grabbing his neck. The Third Young Master had somehow appeared behind Ying Shengjun, grabbing his neck and lifting him three feet off the ground.

Ying Shengjun had suffered internal injuries from two blows from Ximen Wudi, and coupled with his excessive laughter, he had lost his vigilance and was easily taken advantage of by the Third Young Master.

The Third Young Master coldly said, "Your Majesty, you've become senile. The Qin Dynasty will ultimately perish in your hands. So, it's better if you die. You say Long Jiu won't give up, but do you know what will happen to Long Jiu after you die?"

The Third Young Master's grip on Ying Shengjun's hand was so tight he could barely breathe. His face flushed, he stammered, "If I die… Long Jiu will, after completing… my last… decree… go mad… aimlessly… slaughtering everyone who appears… within his sight… Qin Ren… I am not afraid of death… I…"

The Third Young Master nodded, saying, "In that case, I'm too lazy to kill you, you old madman, myself. Someone else will take your life!" With that, he casually tossed Ying Shengjun onto the tiger statue on the platform in the hall.

With a loud clang, Ying Shengjun crashed into the massive tiger statue, spitting out blood. He bounced off the statue and landed on the platform, lying motionless.

The Third Young Master felt puzzled. He had controlled the force of his throw perfectly, certainly not enough to kill a master of Ying Shengjun's caliber instantly. Although Ying Shengjun was old and frail, his internal strength had increased with age, and his protective aura should have been even stronger. Why was he so weak now?

At this moment, Ximen Wudi had begun a hit-and-run sparring match with Long Jiu. Ximen Wudi

didn't engage Long Jiu in a direct exchange of blows, but instead continuously used the "Transformation into a Divine Void" movement technique, appearing and disappearing in the hall. When he was hidden, he dodged Long Jiu's punches and kicks; when he was visible, he unleashed numerous extraordinary techniques from the "Destroying God Heart Sutra" and the "Immortal Slaughtering Treasure Talisman," leaving Long Jiu with almost no chance to retaliate.

However, Long Jiu's resilience was astonishing.

His black upper garment had been shattered by Ximen Wudi, revealing his bluish-black skin. His skin had been torn open in many places, with bluish-black liquid constantly oozing from the wounds. In some places, the wounds had even been completely pierced, exposing the dark bones.

However, Long Jiu's speed and power remained undiminished, still as swift as the wind. The force of his punches and kicks could still shatter mountains and split the earth. Everything cast in bronze within the hall was like paper in his hands, crumbling at the slightest touch.

Ximen Wudi seemed quite wary of Long Jiu's monstrous strength, never daring to approach within three zhang of him. After a period of sparring with Ximen Wudi, Long Jiu seemed to have gradually figured out the patterns in Ximen Wudi's movements, always able to pinpoint Ximen Wudi's reappearance after disappearing, making Ximen Wudi's attacks no longer as graceful and unrestrained as before.

Many times, as soon as Ximen Wudi reappeared, Long Jiu would deliver a punch, forcing Ximen Wudi to abandon his attack and simply vanish.

Seeing that the two were gradually evenly matched, the Third Young Master knew that Ximen Wudi's skills were too draining on his internal energy, while Long Jiu was practically an unkillable monster. If the fight continued for a long time, Ximen Wudi would inevitably show signs of defeat due to the ebb and flow of power. So he said to Ximen Wudi, "Emperor Ying is on his deathbed and not worth my time to kill. You fight Long Jiu for a while longer, and I will come to help you after I have dealt with Consort Li and those guards and eunuchs."

With that, he turned to walk out of the hall.

Ximen Wudi exclaimed urgently, "Third Young Master, you mustn't! Lord Ying is not dead and could unleash his Tiger Roar at any moment. I cannot spare the strength to kill him. This Long Jiu is truly troublesome. Third Young Master, you must hold him off for a while! As for Consort Li, you don't need to worry. I have a way to keep her secret. And those guards and eunuchs, I also have a way to silence them forever!"

The Third Young Master chuckled and said, "Ximen Wudi, stop pretending with me. Killing Lord Ying or not makes no difference to me. If I don't kill Lord Ying, I will be guilty of the crime of exterminating ten generations of my family. If I do kill Lord Ying..." "If I were to be branded a regicide, my entire clan would be exterminated. Why should I help you? For me, the best outcome is for you and Long Jiu to perish together, a mutually destructive defeat! Then, I'll take the lives of Consort Li and the others first, and then kill Emperor Ying. Who would know about this regicide? Ximen Wudi, you can slowly fight Long Jiu! Try to turn him into a skeleton as soon as possible. Even if he's an immortal medicine man, he won't be able to move after being reduced to a skeleton, right?" With

that, the Third Young Master vanished from the hall in a flash. When he reappeared, he was outside the Tiger Roar Hall. Just as he was about to rush to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he heard a deafening tiger roar from inside the Tiger Roar Hall. The Third Young Master's heart tightened immediately, and he thought to himself, "Damn, Emperor Ying really unleashed the Tiger Roar!"

He immediately rushed back into the hall, only to see Emperor Ying standing on the table, his hair and beard bristling, laughing wildly to the sky. The tiger statue behind him split open from the top of his head to the left and right, and a blinding crimson light shot out from the crack. As the crack gradually widened, the crimson light grew stronger and stronger, almost dyeing the entire Tiger Roar Hall blood red.

The crimson light gradually engulfed Ying Shengjun, who was about to disappear into the blood light. Ying Shengjun, who had been lying on the table with his breath in his throat, laughed wildly and said, "Qin Ren, you have miscalculated! As long as I am empowered by the Tiger Roar, even if your martial arts are ten times better, you are no match for me!"

The Third Young Master's heart tightened, and he rushed towards Ying Shengjun at top speed. However, he was fast, but someone was faster than him!

A black shadow flashed, and Ximen Wudi disappeared at the same time as he dodged Long Jiu's punch. The next moment, he was already on the table and flashed into the blood light.

Long Jiu roared and shot towards the platform like lightning. The Third Young Master was positioned directly in Long Jiu's path, and Long Jiu immediately threw a punch at him. Seeing no way to dodge, the Third Young Master unleashed both palms simultaneously, his left palm overlapping his right. A surge of true energy erupted from his palms, forming a vortex of nine different forces within them. This vortex continuously drew in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming it into his own power.

In this life-or-death moment, the Third Young Master, having reached the state of oneness with heaven and earth, forced out all his potential, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth, instantly increasing his power by three-tenths!

He unleashed the full power of his "Overlord's Decree" at fifteen percent strength, his palm colliding instantly with Long Jiu's fist. With a deafening roar, the Third Young Master's body flew backward like a cannonball, spitting blood along the way. Long Jiu's right slash produced a crisp sound of bones shattering, and he too was sent flying backward.

In this fierce clash, both the Third Young Master and Long Jiu were severely injured!

San Shao steadied himself in mid-air, his feet touching the wall behind him. He quickly regulated his breathing, then pushed off with all his might, his body shooting towards the table like lightning. Meanwhile, as Long Jiu retreated in mid-air, he clenched his right arm tightly with his left hand, straightening the arm that San Shao had bent like an earthworm, its bones and tendons fractured by the impact

. Then, he kicked a bronze pillar behind him, using the force to propel himself towards the table. Before San Shao and Long Jiu reached the table, a tattered body suddenly flew out from the red light emanating from it.

Long Jiu spun in mid-air, met the body, caught it, and held it tightly, letting out a hoarse whimper.

Just as San Shao was about to reach the table, the intense red light suddenly erupted even more violently, followed by an irresistible force that sent San Shao flying backward at an even greater speed than before, as if he had crashed into an invisible wall.

The Third Young Master staggered back a few steps, barely managing to regain his balance. He glanced towards Long Jiu and saw that Long Jiu was holding none other than Ying Shengjun.

However, Ying Shengjun's body was now riddled with countless gashes, as if he had been slashed a thousand times by a sharp weapon. His limbs were all severed, yet each fragment was held together by a thin layer of skin. The wounds were countless, gushing blood like a fountain; some wounds even revealed internal organs. Even his once majestic face bore more than ten crisscrossing gashes, deep enough to reach the bone!

Ying Shengjun's eyes had rolled back, his face filled with disbelief; he had long since died.

Long Jiu held Ying Shengjun, whimpering like a puppy's lament. He desperately tried to stop the bleeding from Ying Shengjun's wounds, but to no avail.

Seeing Long Jiu's mournful appearance, the Third Young Master felt a sudden pang of pity and said, "Long Jiu, your Emperor is already dead. What you're doing is useless."

Long Jiu seemed not to hear him, holding Ying Shengjun's corpse and roaring wildly to the sky. His voice was like the whimper of a wounded beast, incredibly mournful, making the Third Young Master's eardrums tingle and his heart pound with fear. Then, Long Jiu put down Ying Shengjun's body and, like a wounded beast, pounced on the table that had been completely engulfed by the blood-red light.

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At the same time as the Tiger's Roar was unsealed, in the backyard of Song Wu's mansion on Vermilion Bird Street, in the room containing the "Heavenly Seal" that sealed the "Dragon's Roar," a deafening dragon's roar suddenly resounded through the heavens!

The lid of the Heavenly Seal trembled violently, then suddenly sprang open, its dazzling light illuminating the entire armory.

A dazzling golden light shot up from the Heavenly Seal, piercing the roof and rising into the night sky. It spun in the air before turning and shooting towards the imperial palace.

Upon hearing the dragon's roar, Song Wu and the Five Friends of Lingnan rushed over without even properly dressing, only managing to catch a glimpse of the dragon's final, shimmering trail in the night sky.

Qi Yunshan exclaimed, "Old Song, why did the dragon's roar act on its own again?"

Song Wu replied gravely, "Because... Tiger's Roar has been unsealed!"

Having fought alongside Ying Shengjun and Tiger's Roar for many years, Song Wu could naturally sense the aura emanating from Tiger's Roar as it broke free of its box. Strangely, while he could sense Tiger's Roar's aura, he couldn't communicate with the dragon's roar, which belonged to him.

The only explanation was that the dragon's roar had betrayed its master. However, as the owner of the Heavenly Weapon, Song Wu knew that once a Heavenly Weapon recognized its master, it would never betray them for life, unless the former master died, at which point it would recognize a new master.

This filled Song Wu with dread. The Heavenly Weapon, hailed as a creation of the gods, possessed an extremely mysterious connection to heaven and earth, capable of foreseeing its master's safety and misfortune. If Long Yin betrayed his master, wouldn't that prove Song Wuming's days were numbered?

"Old Qi, let's go see who Long Yin went to see! Old Jin, you stay here and watch over the manor!" Song Wufei said quickly, leaping out of the backyard and chasing after the direction where Long Yin's trail of light had disappeared. Of the Five Friends of Lingnan, only Jin Guixian remained; the other four followed behind Song Wufei, chasing after the direction.

~Chapter Nine: Dragon's Roar and Tiger's Howl, Section One~

Long Jiu was blocked by an invisible wall of energy outside the red light on the table, but he wasn't bounced back. Instead, he went berserk, punching three times and kicking twice into the void.

His fists and feet struck the air, creating ripples of blood-red light, and then a crisp clang was heard, like transparent glass shattering. Long Jiu's figure disappeared into the red light.

The Third Young Master watched all this quietly, sincerely praying that Long Jiu would be useful, and preferably, he could severely injure Ximen Wudi before he died.

"Pfft, pfft..." A series of extremely muffled explosions emanated from the red light, causing Third Young Master's heart to pound wildly.

This wasn't the sound of fists and feet striking someone's body, but rather the sound of a human body being sliced by a sharp weapon.

The sound abruptly ceased, and a figure shot out from the red light. Third Young Master looked closely—it was none other than Long Jiu!

As soon as Long Jiu's body left the red light, it completely disintegrated, his entire body scattering into fist-sized chunks of flesh, from head to toe, utterly clean, not a single intact limb remaining, all turned bluish-black, oozing slimy flesh.

Countless chunks of flesh lay scattered on the ground. Upon closer inspection, Third Young Master saw that the edges of each chunk of flesh shimmered with a faint red light, the cuts smooth and clean, clearly cut by an extremely sharp weapon.

But to slice a person into almost identical pieces of the same size and weight in an instant—how precise and how fast must one be?

The Third Young Master was now certain that Ximen Wudi had obtained the Tiger's Roar.

Recalling the experience of Longyin recognizing him as its master, the Third Young Master deduced that the moment the Tiger's Roar was unsealed, Ximen Wudi flashed into the red light and killed Ying Shengjun. Having lost its former master, the Tiger's Roar, finding itself without a master, absorbed the lifeblood of Ximen Wudi, the closest being to it, and pledged allegiance to him.

Otherwise, Long Jiu could never have been killed so easily, nor would his death have been so gruesome and terrifying!

What kind of weapon was the Tiger's Roar that could instantly kill Long Jiu, whom even Ximen Wudi couldn't handle?

The Third Young Master felt his hands and feet turn icy cold. Although he had forced out his potential and increased his power again on the brink of death, at most he could only barely hold his own against Long Jiu in a direct confrontation. Now that Ximen Wudi possessed the Tiger's Roar and could kill Long Jiu with a single blow, how could the Third Young Master of the Qin family possibly fight against Ximen Wudi?

The red light on the table gradually faded, and Ximen Wudi's voice rang out: "Third Young Master, now that Long Jiu and Ying Shengjun are both dead at Ximen's hands, you don't need to worry about Ying Shengjun's entire family being executed." His voice even carried a metallic scraping sound.

The Third Young Master said in a deep voice, "But if you live, I'm even less happy."

At this moment, the red light had almost completely disappeared. In the instant all the red light vanished, the Third Young Master had a hallucination; it seemed that the image of a blood-red tiger appeared on the table as the red light disappeared, looking down at him menacingly.

But the illusion vanished in an instant.

Ximen Wudi and Hu Xiao finally revealed their true forms before the Third Young Master.

The moment the Third Young Master saw Hu Xiao, an indescribable shock surged within him.

He simply couldn't imagine that such an outrageous weapon could exist in this world!

And Ximen Wudi's current appearance, highlighted by Hu Xiao, became even more terrifying.

The True Energy Mask on his face was gone, replaced by a blood-red tiger-face mask completely embedded in his face, its smooth lines lifelike, as if Ximen Wudi had always had a tiger's face. Four sharp fangs protruded from his upper and lower lips, those blood-red fangs as sharp as steel cones.

The mask extended all the way to his neck, connecting to a blood-red breastplate that fit his body perfectly, with black tiger stripes on the breastplate.

His face, neck, and chest were all protected by the mask and breastplate, which extended from his chest to his back, joining at Ximen Wudi's back.

None of this surprised the Third Young Master. What truly astonished him was the two blood-red metal wings that had sprouted from Ximen Wudi's back!

These metal wings resembled those of a great eagle, each three feet long above the shoulder when folded, leaving the Third Young Master no doubt that each wing, when spread out, would exceed ten feet in length.

Each feather of the metal wings was an extremely sharp blade, countless blades layered together to form these metal wings.

"'Tiger's Roar' has wings? That's outrageous!" The Third Young Master murmured, unable to hide his shock. But then he remembered that in ancient Chinese mythology, winged tigers were not uncommon. The

"White Tiger" of the Four Symbols was depicted with two wings in some myths.

However, in Chinese mythology, winged tigers had another name: "Xiao."

It seemed that this heavenly weapon, "Tiger's Roar," should be called "Xiao's Roar"!

Seeing these wings, the Third Young Master finally understood why Long Jiu's death had been so gruesome. A casual lash from those wings, and the blades covering them could easily shred a person to pieces!

"Third Young Master, what do you think of Ximen's appearance after donning this Tiger's Roar?" Ximen Wudi's voice, thick with the metallic scraping of metal, came from behind the mask. As he spoke, the tiger's mouth on the mask moved in sync with his mouth movements, making the mask appear almost alive.

As he spoke, the pair of metal wings on Ximen Wudi's back slowly unfolded. Just as the Third Young Master had predicted, each wing was over ten feet long.

The tail end connecting to the carapace was one foot wide, the middle one foot and five inches wide, gradually narrowing downwards until the wingtip, where it

was only the thinnest blade, three inches and seven fen long and one finger wide. The metal wings flapped nimbly like a living creature, sometimes undulating like a serpent. The metal feathers on the wings bounced up with each movement, like a forest of blades, slicing through the air with a buzzing sound, even though the speed wasn't very fast.

The wings crossed and folded together in front of Ximen Wudi's chest, like a pair of arms embracing him from behind. Though the wings remained still, the blades on them slid freely! It was as if the blades had never taken root in the wings, or as if they were flowing water, sliding from the tip to the other, then back to the tip, repeating this process endlessly.

The entire wing flowed with a blood-red radiance, appearing exquisitely beautiful, possessing a unique crimson aesthetic.

This should have been a work of art, a masterpiece of creation!

The Third Young Master, reborn with memories of his past life, naturally knew that even with the advanced technology of his previous era, it was unlikely such a weapon could be created!

Looking at Ximen Wudi and Hu Xiao, the Third Young Master said solemnly, "Ximen Wudi, your appearance… is truly the ugliest I've ever seen in my life!"

Ximen Wudi smiled dismissively, and the mask perfectly mimicked his smile!

"Third Young Master, the roar of the Tiger's Roar has alarmed the entire Heavenly Saint Palace. Even if Ximen doesn't kill you today, I wonder if you have the ability to escape the Forbidden City from the heavy encirclement of the Imperial Guards and the Imperial Army?"

As Ximen Wudi spoke, a commotion and footsteps arose outside the Tiger's Roar Hall, accompanied by the sounds of armor rubbing and swords being drawn. It seemed that a large contingent of guards and the Imperial Army had indeed arrived.

"Ximen Wudi, my lightness skill is unparalleled, escaping the Forbidden City would not be difficult for me. However... one of us will inevitably lie here today, otherwise, even if I escape the Forbidden City, I will inevitably be a fugitive!"

Ximen Wudi chuckled and said, "Third Young Master's words are reasonable. Emperor Ying Shengjun is dead, and the Tiger's Roar is mine. Consort Li and Ning Zhaohao are also my people. Those Imperial Guards and eunuchs all saw you just now. With just their testimonies, your crime of regicide will be confirmed. At that time, Xiaoyao Mountain..." "The entire Zhuang family will be wiped out because of you! Third Young Master, how do you plan to resolve this crisis?"

The Third Young Master said calmly, "It's simple, just kill you!"

Ximen Wudi smiled mockingly and said, "Oh? Before Ximen unleashed his Tiger Roar, Third Young Master was no match for him. Now that Ximen has unleashed his Tiger Roar, why are you so arrogant?"

A strange smile appeared on the Third Young Master's lips. At this moment, the footsteps of a large number of imperial guards and imperial soldiers had reached the entrance of the Tiger Roar Hall. In a moment, they would be able to flood into the hall. If the imperial guards recognized the Third Young Master's face, even if he could kill Ximen Wudi, he wouldn't be able to silence them unless he went on a killing spree and slaughtered everyone in the Yangxin Hall and the area around the Tiger Roar Hall!

But the Third Young Master seemed completely unconcerned. He chuckled wickedly and slowly said, "Because besides the Tiger's Roar, there is another heavenly weapon in this world, and that is—the Dragon's Roar!"

With a long roar from the Third Young Master, a dragon's roar that resounded through the heavens echoed from the top of the Tiger's Roar Hall. Suddenly, a large hole appeared in the brass roof above the Third Young Master's head, and a beam of golden light shot down from the hole, heading straight for him!

The Third Young Master soared into the sky to meet the golden light. The golden light instantly made contact with the Third Young Master, and the golden light intensified, engulfing the Third Young Master's figure.

At this moment, a large group of imperial guards and imperial soldiers poured into the Tiger's Roar Hall from outside, but they quickly retreated. The light emitted from the golden sphere in the center of the hall, as dazzling as the sun, stung their eyes, causing tears to stream down their faces, making it impossible for them to see.

Ximen Wudi narrowed his eyes, looking at the golden light in mid-air, and muttered to himself, "So... you've already been recognized as my master by Longyin... Qin Ren, you truly are the best opponent I've ever faced!"

That golden light was none other than Longyin, the celestial soldier on par with "Huxiao"!

Longyin had already recognized the Third Young Master as its master, and after absorbing nine drops of his lifeblood, a spiritual connection had formed between them. When Huxiao was unsealed, Longyin, which had been sealed within the Heavenly Seal, sensed Huxiao's violent aura and realized that the Third Young Master was in danger. It immediately broke free of the seal, flying from the Song residence on Zhuque Street into the Huxiao Hall of the Heavenly Saint Palace, arriving at the crucial moment.

The Third Young Master, also sensing Longyin's arrival through their spiritual connection, finally calmed down from his initial panic and became remarkably composed.

When Longyin met with the Third Young Master, the Third Young Master was engulfed by the golden light emitted by Longyin. Only then did the Third Young Master finally see Longyin's true form.

Longyin was a five-foot-long, two-foot-high dragon, its entire body golden. Every part of it, from its claws, teeth, whiskers, eyes, mouth, and nose to its scales and antlers, was lifelike. It was as if its entire body was cast from gold!

But this golden dragon was clearly not a living creature. Although its joints could move and it could even communicate with the Third Young Master, he instinctively sensed that it wasn't alive, but merely a weapon!

After the Third Young Master saw the true form of the dragon, it disintegrated before him.

Its scales simultaneously fell off and adhered to the Third Young Master, forming a golden armor that completely enveloped him.

The dragon's head transformed into a helmet, which was placed over the Third Young Master's head, his face emerging precisely from its wide-open mouth.

The two front claws transformed into a pair of wrist guards and gloves, protecting the Third Young Master's wrists and hands. Each wrist guard had five three-inch-long, curved claw-like appendages extending forward. Each of the ten fingertips of the gloves had a two-foot-long, retractable, curved golden blade.

The two hind claws transformed into two pairs of combat boots, each with a gear-shaped spur on the heel that could spin at high speed at will, possessing considerable cutting power.

The golden dragon skeleton transformed into blades and steel spikes covering the Third Young Master's shoulders, elbows, and knees. On each shoulder was a three-foot-long, palm-width blade, parallel to the ground.

On the left elbow was a three-foot-long blade extending diagonally upwards, and on the right, a three-foot-long, finger-thick, golden steel spike,

also extending diagonally upwards. On each knee, a one-foot-long, circular, curved blade protruded from the kneecap to the left and right, capable of retracting and extending freely.

The dragon's dorsal fins transformed into a row of five-inch-long, interlocking, sharp blades along the Third Young Master's back, connected to the dragon-shaped helmet, extending from the back of the neck to the tailbone. Of course, these blades were also retractable; otherwise, wearing this armor would make riding a horse impossible.

The dragon horns, after disintegrating, reassembled, the two horns forming an eighteen-foot-long golden spear, the dragon whiskers forming the tassel beneath the spearhead.

The armor, once on the Third Young Master's body, prevented him from clearly seeing his own face, but he could discern his appearance precisely through the dragon's roar

. In terms of protective capabilities, this full-body armor seemed far superior to Tiger's Roar. However, the Third Young Master felt something was missing; it lacked grandeur. How majestic it would be to have two wings like Tiger's Roar! The moment

this thought arose, with a whoosh, a large, blood-red cloak suddenly draped down from the edges of the two sharp blades on the Third Young Master's shoulders, fluttering in the wind.

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