Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 57 Raise your sword, I will help you get revenge

Zhao’s Commercial House is not far from the west city pier.

On normal days, even at night, the market is still bustling with activity.

There is no curfew in the outer city, and many shops remain open at night, especially brothels, gambling houses and the like, which only start to do business after dark and do not leave until dawn.

But today, the market town was deserted. No shop hung lanterns to welcome customers. The streets were silent and dark, without a single sound.

Only the Treasure Pavilion was still brightly lit.

An Shoudao stood on the fifth-floor terrace, looking towards the direction of the Beijing-Yue River. After looking for a long time, he retracted his gaze, smacked his lips, turned around and said to Zhao Qi'an behind him: "Boss Zhao, you came to visit me so late at night just to ask me to watch the fun?"

Zhao Qi'an touched the head of the little Taoist boy beside him and said calmly, "I have no intention of bothering the dean. I just promised this child something, and I came here today to fulfill my promise."

He squatted down, looked at the little Taoist boy, and asked, "Want revenge?"

The little Taoist boy stared at him for a long time and nodded slowly.

"Raise that sword."

The little Taoist boy didn't understand, but still raised the wooden sword in his hand.

It was made by his master specially for him to cheer him up. He never leaves it and carries it with him wherever he goes.

Zhao Qi'an stood up, walked behind the little Taoist boy, held up his sword-holding hand with one hand, and placed the other hand on his back.

He leaned down and corrected the direction the little Taoist boy's wooden sword was pointing, pointing to a certain place on the Jingyun River, and whispered in the little Taoist boy's ear: "Can you see over there?"

The little Taoist boy nodded.

"Then take a look."

He gently patted the little Taoist boy's back with his right hand, and a strong and tenacious spiritual power instantly flowed into the little Taoist boy's body.

The vast spiritual power flowed through the Taoist boy's meridians and acupoints, and finally poured into the wooden sword in his hand.

Before the little Taoist boy could react, Zhao Qian'an held his hand and guided him to swing the wooden sword.

The wooden sword suddenly flew out from his palm, turning into a golden arc as brilliant as a rainbow. It instantly made a sound of breaking through the air, as if it was going to tear the space apart. It was carrying an incomparably terrifying force, and it was rushing towards a certain place on the Beijing Grand Canal.

……

"Third-level magical power?!"

"It's the swordsman from the Zhao Family Health Hall!"

On the Beijing Grand Canal, in a small boat lurking in the dark.

The Great Elder had already withdrawn his mind into his body and was sweating coldly.

He knew that Cang Baizi was finished!
The warriors with supernatural powers who were promoted from the Eight-Line Yuantai were extremely rare in the entire Daqian Dynasty.

It is far from comparable to Cang Baizi, an old warrior who has barely reached the state of heaven because his qi and blood are exhausted.

But...why?
He thought that there might be an ambush tonight, but he only considered the masters of the Astronomical Observatory.

Wasn't the person who took away the "Spiritual Lord Statue" an official from the Patrol Astronomical Observatory? Why did the worshiper of the Zhao family in the East Sea take action?
And that group of elite archers, are they all subordinates of the Zhao family?
The Zhao family dares to raise such elite soldiers. Aren’t they afraid of being regarded as rebels?
And what right do they have to take action?
Just because the Salvation Church attacked their charity?

Isn't this crazy? It's outrageous enough that a small and insignificant charity hall has an eight-lined Yuantai warrior who can break through at any time. How could they set up a killing situation like today because of such a thing? !
The Great Elder couldn't figure it out. He felt that many things were covered by layers of fog. There might be a myriad of connections behind the seemingly unrelated things...

But he couldn't see clearly and couldn't figure it out, he just felt a little chilly.

Before this, he had never thought that the Zhao family would be an enemy. He even thought that the Zhao family was just a money bag that could be taken and begged for by anyone because of the son-in-law Zhao Qi'an.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered, "Now is not the time to think about these things. I have to escape. If that sword cultivator in the supernatural realm finds my whereabouts, I will definitely die!"

It is undoubtedly a foolish dream to want to take back the statue of the Spirit Lord now!
Fortunately, the statue of the Spirit Master did not fall into the hands of the Patrol, but into the hands of the Zhao family. In this way, perhaps the punishment of the leader can be lighter... The most urgent thing is to seize the time to escape, reunite with the saint and return to Jingzhou first, and make other plans after the leader returns!

The great elder left the cabin and came to the bow.

But just as he was about to retract the anchor and leave with the current, he suddenly heard a whistling sound in his ears.

He looked up and saw a golden rainbow cutting through the dark night and whistling towards him.

"what is that?"

When the sword pierced his heart, confusion just emerged in his mind.

"boom!"

The flawless body of the celestial warrior instantly exploded into pieces of meat paste, which splattered all over the boat.

……

The golden rainbow faded away, and the night remained quiet.

On the fifth floor terrace of the Treasure Pavilion, An Shoudao looked at the direction of the sword and couldn't help but sigh: "Even I can't use this sword of Mr. Zhao."

He turned his head and looked at Zhao Qian'an, his green bean-sized eyes squeezed together, looking very confused: "Are you really still in the Yuantai realm?"

Zhao Qi'an let go of his hand and replied without changing his expression: "President An, you are joking. Of course, it is the genuine Yuantai realm."

"You call liars puppies."

"Dean..."

Seeing Zhao Qian'an's helpless look, An Shoudao stopped joking happily.

He looked back at the Jingyun River and said, "I'm afraid that your sword cannot be hidden from the one in the Astronomical Observatory. She is in charge of the 'Armillary Sphere'. If she wants to see it, even the Pig Dragon Emperor can see it several times a day when he relieves himself."

Zhao Qi'an said calmly: "What I am going to do next cannot be kept secret."

An Shoudao looked at him and said "Oh" in a long tone, as if he suddenly realized something: "No wonder you came to me, do you want me to take the blame?"

Zhao Qi'an cupped his hands and bowed deeply to him.

"I know that it's hard to take Mr. Zhao's money." An Shoudao sighed, "But you should be loyal to the person who entrusted you with the task. Just go ahead and do it. If there is any blame, I will take it."

"Thank you, Dean."

Zhao Qi'an bowed, then pulled the little Taoist boy over and said, "I'll take this child away for a while and bring him back to you later."

An Shoudao was not interested and did not ask what Zhao Qi'an was taking the little Taoist boy to do. He waved his hand to signal him to leave quickly.

……

When Zhao Qi'an brought the little Taoist boy to the west pier of the city, the ship had already docked at the berth.

The Owl Guards were salvaging the fine steel arrows. Although this battle seemed to have consumed a lot of resources, except for the fine steel arrows that were washed away by the river, most of the others could be recovered and re-polished.

Even if it is cut by a sword, it can be re-melted.

So actually, there is not much loss.

As soon as Zhao Qi'an arrived, someone came to greet him.

"My boss."

Tie Wuhen bowed to Zhao Qi'an, took a step forward and said in a low voice, "There's news from the Third Miss that something unexpected happened."

(End of this chapter)