The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 368 Chamber Pot
"Shuntian! Shuntian Prefecture!"

Shouxia cried out in pain as Cao Hanyan's claws dug into his temples like steel hooks. The intense pain made him lose his senses and he could hardly even form a coherent lie.

"How much wealth has been transported away!" Cao Hanyan shouted angrily.

"Twenty thousand taels of gold, one million taels of silver..."

Cao Hanyan and Zheng Yi exchanged a glance, their eyes widening in surprise.

This number... is more than double the imperial court's annual revenue! Even if we don't know what schemes are hidden behind it, just from this enormous amount, we can tell that this matter is definitely not trivial!
Cao Hanyan tightened his grip again, this time with a change in strength and inner energy, having used the interrogation techniques Li Miao had taught him to the fullest extent: "Who did you give it to!"

Shouxia cried out in pain, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, until Cao Hanyan relaxed her grip slightly, at which point she hurriedly spoke.

"Liu, Liu Jin..."

"What did you do!"

"Law--"

As soon as she uttered a single word, Zheng Yi's eyes narrowed, she reached out and grabbed Cao Hanyan, throwing her behind her, and drew her sword, creating a burst of sword light!
Ding ding ding ding——

A cluster of fine needles, glowing with a faint blue light, were scattered all over the ground. The sword light exploded with a bang, and an incomparably sharp sword pierced out from the center, aiming straight for Shouxia's face!
It collided with a jet-black longsword!

The hand gripping the hilt of the knife was a pair of hands with bulging veins, and above that was a pitch-black night outfit and mask, revealing only a pair of emotionless eyes.

Zheng Yi charged forward, forcing him back several feet, then chased after him, pushing him further away from Cao Hanyan and Shouxia. In the end, the two chased and fled, disappearing into the distance in an instant.

Cao Hanyan rushed forward and grabbed Shouxia by the back of the neck, about to continue interrogating him, but she was stunned. When she turned him over, he was bleeding from all seven orifices and was on the verge of death.

But clearly that person didn't even manage to touch Shouxia!
Cao Hanyan gritted her teeth, picked up the corpse, and ran out of the palace.

Li Miao and Zheng Yi are both fighting, and the only one who can save Shouxia right now is Xiao Si.

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Li Miao punched Zheng Anqi high into the air again, his figure blurred for a moment, and then reappeared in front of Zheng Anqi, smashing down with a leg axe!
boom!
Zheng Anqi only had time to raise his hand to protect his chest before he was shot down like a meteorite! Boulders flew out, and several surrounding streets were shaken!
But in the next instant, he burst out of the dust and smoke again, and slashed at Li Miao with a palm!

boom!
boom!
boom!
The movements of the two were so precise that even a master of martial arts would likely not be able to see them clearly. In the blink of an eye, dozens of white rings exploded in mid-air, suddenly spreading out—followed by a deafening roar!
As their fists and palms clashed, their eyes met.

"I see it clearly now."

Li Miao smirked, parried Zheng Anqi's arm with a punch, and then slashed Zheng Anqi's chest upwards with his other arm in a claw-like motion.

"What protective true qi, what immortal techniques, are all just 'applications' of this realm. At their core, they are nothing more than the four words 'life and death'!"

Zheng Anqi's eyes narrowed.

In the course of their fight, the two had plowed up the entire street, turning the houses on both sides into ruins, and the ground had sunk several feet. The corpses lying on the street were also smashed into dust.

Even with such a grand scene, the two have only been fighting for the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn... In just the time it takes for two incense sticks to burn, Li Miao has already exposed Xuan Lan's true strength!
Indeed, the so-called profound understanding is actually the most unadorned realm among the three natures, and its wonder can be summarized in just one word—"mastery".

Take control of your own nature and destiny.

During the struggle, one consciously feeds one's "nature" back to "life," thereby obtaining a more solid and powerful state of life cultivation.

The so-called protective true energy is nothing more than "Sumeru" that has been enhanced by "Xuanlan"!

"So what if you see it clearly!"

Zheng Anqi said in a deep voice while fighting with Li Miao.

"Nothing much, I just discovered some interesting things."

Li Miao's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"If Xuanlan could simultaneously nourish multiple realms, you should have strengthened all three of your life techniques long ago; if Xuanlan could change the realm he nourishes at any time, your moves would be several times more varied, and I estimate you would have already fallen into a disadvantageous position."

"When this realm is cultivated, the realm of life cultivation that needs to be nourished is already fixed, right? It's like you've been nourishing Sumeru without strengthening the other two life cultivations at all."

“But there’s a problem—” Zheng Anqi’s face was ashen, the gloom within almost palpable, as if it were about to spill over. The veins on his forehead bulged!
He suddenly lunged forward, his breasts piercing her ears!
He aimed for Li Miao's face, completely abandoning his defense, as if he were possessed and trying to stop Li Miao from saying anything next!
"It's urgent. It's urgent."

Li Miao raised his arm to block Zheng Anqi's palms.

"The more anxious you are, the more I will talk."

“All things are different, let alone the human heart. Even if the experiences, origins, and memories are exactly the same, it is impossible to create two completely identical hearts—let alone create two completely identical ‘mysterious visions’.”

"But you and that Xuanlan, a remnant of Penglai, look exactly alike... Unless, you share the same origin!"

Zheng Anqi roared, "Shut up!"

He lunged forward, his body fully extended.

Li Miao, however, dodged at that moment, avoiding Zheng Anqi's attack, and said jokingly.

"Your level of understanding is not your own."

"Your martial arts skills are not your own."

“Even your faces aren’t your own.”

"You were created to store other people's 'sex,' you counterfeits!"

Zheng Anqi's eyes were bloodshot, and he even lost control when he made his move. His true energy dissipated like smoke and clouds—Boom!

It destroyed a house that was several meters tall!
Li Miao, however, had no intention of fighting him at all, and instead kept attacking his mind while dodging him.

"No wonder you all look so similar. Life is one, and you were deliberately shaped into one form—just to better contain the mysteries that do not belong to you."

"The distinction between your Yingzhou main sect and outer sect is actually the difference between a finished product and a defective product... The closer it is to that standard template, the closer it is to the perfection of the Xuanlan it can bear, and the higher its status will be."

But to put it bluntly—

Zheng Anqi seemed to have been completely out of his mind by rage.

In the battles of the martial world, the angrier you are, the more you must suppress your anger. Your mind may be chaotic, but your fists must remain steady.

However, Zheng Anqi's protective aura spread out suddenly without wind, transforming from the robe he was wearing into a ribbon several feet long.

This is a manifestation of his fluctuating emotions and inability to control his sexual desires.

"do not talk."

Zheng Anqi said hoarsely.

"I don't hate you, I just want to fight you to the death... because we are in the same boat, but you are luckier. Even if you win in the end, I can accept it calmly."

“But if you continue, I will kill you, even if it means we both perish.”

His killing intent was palpable; he was serious.

But Li Miao's lips curled into a smile.

"Do I need someone like you to empathize with me? Do you even deserve it?"

His snow-white teeth parted, blood clinging to them, and cold words escaped from them.

"What Yingzhou or Penglai..."

"They're nothing more than a bunch of creatures created to collect the stinking pee of some old codger, their shapes even predetermined, and they even smugly categorized themselves into different classes based on their shapes..."

"That's it, urinal."

(End of this chapter)