The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 363 Golden and Silver Rain, Killing Intent Approaching
Zheng Qi's sternum was shattered by a single blow, blood gushing from his mouth and nose and splattering through the air before he crashed into a nearby house.

Zheng Anqi reached out and touched the face.

Zheng Qi's sword pierced his mouth from the corner, running across his entire oral cavity, just an inch away from piercing his spine. He was only an inch away from death.

Even though the wound on his face healed in an instant, the cold aura and rusty taste of the sword still lingered in his mouth.

Anger surged within him.

Zheng Anqi threw down the sword in his left hand.

Amidst the ruins of the houses, Zheng Qi slowly stood up, expressionlessly wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, and charged towards Zheng Anqi without the slightest hesitation.

At the end of the Heavenly Street, amidst the ranks of soldiers.

The four guarding eunuchs were eagerly awaiting news.

Cun Dong closed his eyes and rubbed the ring on his thumb, while Shang Qiu paced back and forth nervously, his lips pursed. Liu Chun and Shou Xia stood close by to the side, whispering something, their cold gazes constantly sweeping over the other two.

Immediately, a guard reported: "Master Zheng was fighting with that evil spirit when he was stabbed in the face by a sword..."

Shang Qiu suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Is he alright?"

The guard bowed and said, "Return it—"

puff.

An arrow, shot from an unknown source, pierced his throat.

Blood splattered on Shang Qiu's face. He didn't react for a moment. He reached out and touched his face. Seeing that his hand was covered in blood, his expression changed drastically and he was about to cry out in alarm.

puff.

Another long arrow shot over and pierced his skull.

The remaining three guard eunuchs reacted quickly, ducking into the army formation and shouting, "Assassins!" Guards then chased after them in the direction the arrows had come from.

Gu Feixuan shot a few more arrows, but failed to achieve his goal.

Seeing that the guards had already closed in, he had no choice but to leap off the house and flee along the rooftops.

Within the military formation, the gazes of the three guarding eunuchs met in the air.

The guard was unable to finish speaking because his view was blocked by the surging crowd. He could not see what was happening on the other side of the altar, but he knew that Zheng Anqi had been pierced through the face by a sword.

Shang Qiu was also assassinated, and his body fell right in front of him.

The three guarding eunuchs understood that it was difficult to achieve a satisfactory outcome today.

"What time is it now?!"

"Two quarters of an hour before noon! There are still two quarters of an hour left until noon!"

"I can't wait any longer! I can't wait any longer!"

"Hesitation leads to trouble! Shang Qiu is a prime example!"

Cun Dong gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted.

"Scatter gold and silver! Let Master Zheng perform his magic!"

The guards obeyed the order and rushed into the main street with their swords drawn. They didn't care who was in front of them and slashed left and right, clearing a bloody path in an instant.

Upon reaching the center of the main street, they suddenly stopped. They formed a circle, planted their sword sheaths on the ground, and shouted in unison.

"The time has come!"

"The time has come!"

"The time has come!"

The sound waves spread out and echoed above the Heavenly Street.

Zheng Anqi and Zheng Qi were locked in a fierce battle. With each unleashed burst of powerful true energy, they were like white ribbons, slicing off a ten-foot section of the altar. Broken sandalwood, shattered magic swords, and flying necklaces fell into the surging crowd.

Poisonous insects hovered in the air and on the ground. The midday sun shone on their carapaces, reflecting a rainbow of colors.

From the end of the Heavenly Street to the center, a blood-soaked path littered with corpses stretched for dozens of feet. Blood was kicked up by the chaotic footsteps and splashed onto the fanatical faces.

Zheng Yi's flute playing stopped.

The air was compressed to its limit.

At that very moment, the guards shouted in unison.

"Open the Heavenly Gate, let's receive gold and silver!"

Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
A series of loud explosions rang out as hundreds of doors and windows on the second floor of houses on both sides of the main street were suddenly shattered by swords and knives!
Sunlight streamed in, illuminating the enormous boxes and bamboo baskets, which were then reflected by the gold and silver jewels inside, scattering across the faces of the people in the Heavenly Street.

"Catch the gold and silver!—"

Pour over.

The container was tilted towards the sky street.

slam-la-

Like rain, glittering gold and silver, along with silks and satins still stained with blood, poured down, mingling with the crowd. They landed on the ground with a crisp, melodious sound.

The voices paused for a moment.

Then, it exploded with a deafening roar.

"It's true! The imperial court isn't lying to us!"

"Master Zheng truly possesses the magic of turning stone into gold!"

"Master Zheng, Master Zheng!"

"My, my... ahhhhhh—"

The arm, which had been waving wildly and slowly lowering as Zheng Anqi threw away the magic sword, rose again in a frenzy, its tens of thousands of fingers, like blades of grass sprouting from the early spring soil, greedily reaching for the air and the ground. Bloodshot pupils, gold and silver stained with blood.

Swords, shouts, crowds, altar.

Golden yellow, silver white, and blood red intertwine and blend, flowing along the sky street.

The crowd began to surge.

Zheng Yi put down the long flute in her hand.

There was no need to play music anymore. The gold and silver, which were far more effective than the secret martial arts of Yingzhou, and which were collected by the four guard eunuchs and the twenty-eight water fortresses by killing innocent civilians, had completely robbed the people of their minds.

She exchanged a glance with Wang Hai, who was hiding in the crowd, then turned to look at Zheng Qi and Zheng Anqi, who were fighting, and pursed her lips.

Bang!
Zheng Qi was defeated once again, and the longsword in her hand shattered.

Zheng Anqi flipped and landed on the broken altar. His gaze first lingered for a moment on Zheng Qi's unwavering face before falling on the surging crowd below.

The sun had not yet reached its zenith; there was still a quarter of an hour before noon. The Heavenly Street was not yet filled with people, and he had not yet been able to kill Zheng Qi and take the "Xuanlan" from her.

"That's all."

A long sigh.

"It's a fight to the death, how can we talk about seeking perfection?"

His gaze shifted to Zheng Qi, who was slowly standing up again, and his eyes held a hint of pity and sympathy.

Zheng Anqi's lips moved as if he wanted to say something.

But looking at Zheng Qi's expressionless face, he understood that Zheng Qi would not be swayed by anything he said.

Although their goals were the same—to betray their master and ancestors and sever ties with Yingzhou.

Snapped.

Zheng Anqi suddenly clasped his hands together.

The protective aura surrounding him, as thin as a cicada's wing, suddenly spread outwards, reaching towards the people below who had already lost their minds.

Zheng Qi paused, then lunged at Zheng Anqi.

She had been waiting for this opportunity—the chance for Zheng Anqi to disperse his protective true energy and prepare to use the "sex" of the people to cultivate "Xuanlan" to perfection.

After that instant, she would be no match for Zheng Anqi.

But this moment was also her only chance to kill Zheng Anqi.

Those who came into contact with the protective aura below, which resembled smoke, suddenly rolled their eyes back and collapsed like straw.

The protective energy within the body gradually strengthens.

Zheng Qi had already reached Zheng Anqi, and with his fingers forming a sword, he thrust it towards Zheng Anqi's heart.

Just at this moment.

Bang!
Zheng Qi's arm was blocked, and for the first time, her expression wavered as she looked at Zheng Yi, who had stopped her.

"you--"

Zheng Yi raised her hand and slapped her chest.

“Mother… if you continue like this, you will die at the hands of the garrison commander.”

Zheng Yi said softly, then stepped forward and hugged Zheng Qi tightly.

"To me, you are far more important than Penglai and revenge."

"This is the choice I made—"

puff.

Zheng Yi's words were cut off as she looked down at her chest, where Zheng Qi's sword finger had plunged into it.

She looked at Zheng Qi, her eyes filled with anger and hatred, devoid of any other emotion.

Behind him, Zheng Anqi's true energy had already occupied a quarter of the Heavenly Street and was expanding rapidly, and a look of joy gradually appeared on his face.

Suddenly, a series of loud noises came from afar, and they arrived in an instant.

Bang!
A fist landed on Zheng Qi's shoulder, and she slammed into the altar like a cannonball. The altar exploded, and Zheng Anqi, who was on top, swayed and was about to flip over and leap into a nearby house.

Just as he reached mid-air, a human body was flung over and slammed into him. The immense force sent him flying, and the spreading true energy immediately stopped.

Zheng Yi felt herself being embraced by an arm, and a warm, vast, yet sharp and powerful true energy flowed into her body, stabilizing her injuries in an instant.

Amidst the crowd, Wang Hai let out a long sigh of relief, his shoulders relaxing.

In a house on one side of the street, Gao Anyu and Cao Hanyan kicked over the body of the guard who had spilled the valuables, looked up, and shouted with joy.

"Uncle Li!"

"The Garrison Commander!"

Zheng Yi opened her eyes and saw Li Miao's indifferent face.

His gaze swept over the surrounding chaos, finally settling on Zheng Qi and Zheng Anqi, who were standing up from the ruins.

"hehe."

It was an almost tangible, ferocious killing intent!
In an instant, it swept across the entire Heavenly Street!
"You killed a thousand or so people and wasted a day and a half, and you made such a big show of it? Impressive, impressive."

"Dare to touch my people... have you thought about how you're going to die?"

Zheng Yi glanced at Zheng Qi with complicated emotions, then closed her eyes, leaned her head on Li Miao's shoulder, and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)