Longzang

Chapter 665 Call Dad

The Imperial Concubine is coming to Qingming for a spring outing, which is a big deal. Zhao Tong arrived in Qingming ahead of her and found Wei Yuan to discuss the arrangements for receiving her.

Wei Yuan dared not get involved in such a mess, so he quickly stuffed a box of immortal silver into Zhao’s hand and said, “Steward Zhao, look at my place, it’s in chaos, full of defeated soldiers and bandits. If Consort Yuan comes, my safety is in grave danger!”

Zhao Tong smiled but did not accept the silver. He said, "His Majesty also said that we must protect Consort Yuan well. That's why I came ahead of time. I wanted to give you some time to prepare and get everything ready."

Seeing that Zhao Tong refused to accept the silver, Wei Yuan's heart sank. Refusing to accept money often meant that things were getting serious.

He steeled his resolve and said, "I do need time to prepare before I can receive the emperor."

Zhao Tong smiled enigmatically and asked, "How long will it take?"

"Half a year!"

"Half a day!" Zhao Tong said.

"What?" Wei Yuan thought he had misheard.

Zhao Tong said, "The Imperial Concubine's carriage is probably only a hundred miles away from Qingming. It will take at most half a day to enter Qingming. Once it enters Qingming, its safety will be entrusted to you."

Wei Yuan's heart stirred, and he suddenly smelled an unusual scent on Zhao Tong. He suddenly grabbed Zhao Tong's hand.

"Hey! What are you doing? Don't be violent..."

Zhao Tong tried to struggle, but Wei Yuan was no longer the young cultivator he once was. His physical body was powerful and his strength was immense. He did not allow Zhao Tong to resist and pulled his hand up.

His hands, which had been tucked into his sleeves, were now exposed, revealing a large patch of torn flesh behind his wrists, the flesh bluish and difficult to heal.

Wei Yuan's expression was serious. He asked, "Were you attacked on the way?"

Zhao Tong sighed, "It should be said... the breakout was successful."

"Why didn't you say so earlier!" Wei Yuan's figure flashed and disappeared.

Zhao Tong was shocked. When he looked for Wei Yuan again, he was gone.

He paused for a moment, then chuckled self-deprecatingly, saying, "I am no match for the military governor now... Alas!"

He shook his head, sat down in the room, and just as he picked up his teacup, he suddenly froze. There sat a cultivator before him, someone who had appeared out of nowhere. She looked exceptionally pure and clear, without a trace of impurity, inside or out.

Strangely enough, even though this cultivator's cultivation level was not high, Zhao Tong felt extremely uncomfortable, as if he were sitting on pins and needles.

Zhao Tong composed himself and said, "How should I address this esteemed master? I don't recall ever seeing you before."

The cultivator said calmly, "Let me ask you, who were the people who surrounded and killed Consort Yuan?"

Zhao Tong said, "They shouldn't be the King's men, but they are numerous, well-trained, and move like the wind, leaving no trace. Within the Great Jin, only the Lü and Xu families possess such abilities."

The cultivator nodded, his figure slowly disappearing, leaving only the afterimage of a celestial sword on the seat before vanishing like a bubble.

Zhao Tong suddenly broke out in a cold sweat and muttered to himself, "This place, Jiedushi, is truly a place where dragons and tigers hide!"

Wei Yuan unleashed all eight of his attacks, moving with the speed of a shooting star, and in the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred miles away from Qingming.

On the official road, a contingent of imperial guards was escorting several carriages at full speed. Hundreds of knights, all masked, were chasing the convoy, firing arrows and shooting the guards off their horses one by one.

Seeing the situation was not good, the captain of the Imperial Guard leaped onto the roof of the car, raised a flying sword spear, and with a burst of power, the flying sword pierced through the two masked assassins with a loud bang.

Suddenly, several masked knights took to the air, each throwing out a rope. The Imperial Guard commander shouted and used the blade on his spear to cut two of the ropes, but he was bound by the remaining two and fell off the carriage. He was about to be hacked to pieces by the masked knights who were hot on his heels.

The carriage window suddenly opened, and a jade-like hand reached out from inside. With a gentle beckoning, the Imperial Guard captain flew back. But suddenly, a blood-red raven appeared in the air, landed on her wrist, and pecked down hard, instantly creating a bloody hole!
The hand trembled slightly, but still managed to break the rope binding the Imperial Guard captain before pulling back and closing the car window.

A masked knight shouted, "We're not far from Qingming! Attack with all our might!"

The knights abandoned their guerrilla tactics and charged forward, inflicting heavy casualties on the Imperial Guards.

A long sigh came from inside the carriage, and someone said, "Cousin, are you just going to watch me fall into their hands? They probably... won't follow the rules."

On the treetop of a nearby large tree, a swordsman in blue robes carrying a sword appeared, his face handsome and cold.

The swordsman snorted and said coldly, "You still know you have a cousin? Hmph, for the sake of that cousin, I'll help you this one last time."

He let out a long howl, slowly drew his sword, and recited a poem: "The frost has long been in its sheath..."

Before he could finish reciting half a line of poetry, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed in the air: "You scum, you're asking for death!"

Then a massive sword, as large as a door panel, slashed through the sky and fell, landing perfectly on the road behind the convoy!

As the giant sword landed, the earth seemed to suddenly become incredibly soft. A massive wave rippled outwards from the sword, sending all the masked knights and their horses flying. These knights, now airborne, relentlessly pursued the carriage. But they all crashed into an invisible wall, dozens of knights huddled together in mid-air.

The immense impact caused the giant sword to sway slightly. Then, Wei Yuan appeared, grabbed the hilt of the giant sword, exhaled, and slammed it outwards with a powerful blow!
With a loud bang, dozens of masked knights were all sent flying backward, spitting out blood.

At this moment, the entire carriage convoy was also thrown into the air, and the Imperial Guards and the knights who were chasing them were scattered everywhere. Only one carriage landed steadily.

Wei Yuan's face was filled with murderous intent. He raised his greatsword, ready to give chase. But the greatsword had barely left the ground when he calmly sheathed it again, and instead took out a thinner greatsword, charging towards the masked knight leader with murderous intent.

The leader was also a Dharma Aspect cultivator, wielding a magical spear and holding a golden bead in his left hand. He protected his entire body with a golden light and said coldly, "Wei Yuan! I advise you not to get involved in this mess. This is not a game you can participate in!"

Wei Yuan remained silent, wielding his sword with both hands. With a move called "The Beginning of a Thousand Autumns," the masked leader was forced forward. Then, the giant sword flew from the sky and was already above his head!
His soul seemed to fly to the heavens. He raised his gun to parry, while desperately channeling the golden pearl, which shone with a golden light that shone like the sun.

But the giant sword came with the force of mountains and seas. Under the terrifying pressure, the golden light melted away like snow. The moment the leader's spear touched the tip of the giant sword, it bent instantly and turned into a hook!
After slashing with his sword, Wei Yuan sheathed his greatsword and said coldly, "You're the first one who dares to be so arrogant in front of me, a mere Dharma Aspect!"

The leader looked at Wei Yuan, his face pale, his whole body trembling, unable to utter a single word.

Suddenly, with a bang, his body exploded into a bloody mist in mid-air. A sword shadow flashed within the bloody mist. Wei Yuan seemed to move, yet he also seemed not to move, but the leader's Dharma form had already disappeared.

Wei Yuan held the sword upright in front of him again, pretending to insert it into the ground, and flicked it with his finger.

The sword rang out like a bell, and all the Imperial Guards and masked knights within a radius of about a mile staggered and fell to the ground as if drunk. Their strongest were merely at the Foundation Establishment stage; how could they withstand Wei Yuan's wrathful attack, the Eternal End?

Seeing that the surrounding area was quiet, Wei Yuan's anger subsided somewhat, and he went to the carriage.

Before he could even knock on the car window, it was already open. Behind the window was Consort Yuan's devastatingly beautiful face, who said with a half-smile, "Why are you only arriving now? If you had been any later, I would have fallen into their hands, and who knows what they would have done to me..."

Upon hearing her words, Wei Yuan, who had once been a cult leader, felt a surge of heat in his body, his blood boiling.

He quickly suppressed the inappropriate thoughts, cursing the dream-eating man for his evil deeds, and said, "You came suddenly without giving any prior notice. And Eunuch Zhao's speech is unclear. Luckily, I found out he was injured, so I was able to come in time. Why didn't you inform me? I could have sent troops to escort you along the way."

"If you had given prior notice, would you still be in Qingming? You would have disappeared somewhere long ago."

Then Consort Yuan picked up a child, only about a year old, but already extremely handsome, with eyes like stars, strikingly bright. The child stared intently at Wei Yuan, looking left and right, unable to stop.

Consort Yuan pinched the child's cheek and said, "Call me Daddy!"

Wei Yuan was greatly shocked: "No, no, no! This is no joke!"

Consort Yuan rolled her eyes at Wei Yuan, gently biting the child's snow-white face with her red lips, and said, "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

Wei Yuan's heart sank, and his face turned pale and then red.

Consort Yuan suddenly smiled and said, "I was just joking with you!"

Wei Yuan's heart finally settled down, but such a dramatic rise and fall was almost too much for his fragile heart to handle.

Consort Yuan nibbled at the child's cheek a couple of times, seemingly not satisfied, and pouted at Wei Yuan, saying, "It's been a long time, give me a kiss."

Wei Yuanxue immediately jumped up and said hurriedly, "There are many people watching here!"

Consort Yuan chuckled: "If you stick your head in, they won't be able to see you, right?"

Wei Yuan could only smile wryly. Wasn't this just burying his head in the sand? Anyone would know that sticking his head through the car window meant trouble.

"Hmph, what's there to be afraid of? Get in the car!"

With a click, the car door opened slightly.

In Wei Yuan's eyes, this carriage was a den of dragons and tigers; how could he dare to go in?
Moreover, Wei Yuan had just vaguely seen a swordsman with a long face, as if the whole world owed him tens of thousands of taels of silver.

This swordsman was quite strong, and Wei Yuan felt he might not be able to kill him with a single strike. Furthermore, his origins were unknown, and he was currently nowhere to be found. With this person lurking in the shadows, Wei Yuan felt uneasy about whatever he did.

Consort Yuan stretched out one hand, with a small golden bell hanging from each of her five fingers. With a gentle shake, the tinkling of the bells made Wei Yuan's head spin, and everyone else fainted and lost consciousness.

Then the car door opened, and a slender hand reached out and pulled Wei Yuan into the car.

A few breaths later, several Imperial Guard captains slowly woke up and were startled to see the assassins and colleagues lying on the ground all around them.

Consort Yuan's voice came from inside the carriage: "Ignore the others, set off quickly and get to Qingming as soon as possible."

The captain of the Imperial Guard was more than happy to do so, and without caring about the lives of his colleagues, he drove off.

The carriage sped forward, swaying and rocking all the way, and finally entered Qingming.

(End of this chapter)