The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 461 Two Paths of Mystery
In the deep pit of the Taihe Hall ruins, Li Miao's fingers were still slowly tightening.

"What are you looking at?"

"What's wrong? Did the carousel go astray and end up on the side?"

Before he could finish speaking, An Qisheng remained silent, but another voice took over the conversation.

"He's looking at me, Lord Li."

"here."

Li Miao suddenly looked up.

Above the deep pit, a face with an inscrutable smile appeared, instantly putting him on high alert.

Ji Tianrui stood with her hands behind her back, bent over, and peered into the pit at Li Miao.

"Long time no see, Lord Li."

A slow smile crept onto Li Miao's lips.

"Master Ji, what's this? Have you come to rescue someone?"

Ji Tianrui replied with a smile.

"That's it."

Li Miao grinned menacingly, his arm muscles bulging as he grabbed An Qisheng and hurled him out of the pit to smash him towards Ji Tianrui.

Before she could finish speaking or move, Ji Tianrui suddenly smiled and waved her hand.

"No, Lord Li, I knew you wanted to kill me the moment we met, but I'm really not here to die. I've helped you a lot with the matters of Yingzhou and the Eastern Depot, so could you please let me have a word with you?"

She suddenly reached out and displayed the Zhu Yi Mirror she was holding to Li Miao.

"I'm not here to save An Qisheng today, I'm here to save him... Lord Li, could you give me a moment and accept this favor?"

Li Miao laughed.

He wouldn't believe Ji Tianrui's words, nor would he hesitate to act against her just because Zhu Yijing was in her hands.

If you lay down your weapons because the other side is holding hostages, you'll die along with the hostages. The best course of action if someone is holding hostages is to attack directly!

If the other side holds the hostages' lives in their hands, you must hold their lives in yours as well; only then will you have leverage in negotiations. A fool who pins their hopes on the other side's integrity wouldn't survive three years in the Imperial Guard.

Li Miao paused, about to rush towards Ji Tianrui.

Suddenly, he stopped.

His gaze swept back and forth between An Qisheng and Zhu Yijing several times before he raised an eyebrow.

"So that's it?"

He devoured the "sex" of dozens of Zheng Anqi in his mind, and also saw all their remaining memories, learning everything about Yingzhou, including the methods planted on Zhu Yijing.

"Is Master Ji really going to do me a favor?"

Li Miao said with a smile.

"Of course, it's just a favor, and it might even cause some trouble for Lord Li... So I'll just change it to something else: next time we meet, Lord Li, please give me a cup of tea's worth of time to talk, that'll be enough."

Ji Tianrui replied with a smile.

Li Miao raised her chin.

"make a deal."

"How do we do this?"

Ji Tianrui smiled.

"It's alright, it's already finished."

"The way that Island Master Zheng recovered his realm today was by replacing the 'sexual seed' that he had separated with the mind of another person. Although it was a helpless move, it also shows that his own 'sexual seed' is far more important to Island Master Zheng than the mind of an ordinary person."

"The essence of Young Master Zhu's abilities is that he has been implanted with a 'sexual seed'. During the time we were talking just now, Island Master Zheng took the opportunity to remove the 'sexual seed' from Young Master Zhu's body. It should take a few more breaths for him to fully recover to his peak condition."

"I don't have 'Silent Illumination' with me today, so I can't get involved in your fight. How about we meet again another day, Lord Li?"

Li Miao tilted her head.

"Alright, see you another day."

call--

As if a gust of wind had blown by, Ji Tianrui vanished in the next instant.

As she left, Li Miao suddenly felt a sharp pain in his palm.

The hand that was tightly gripping An Qisheng's head was slowly pried open. *Creak*

Li Miao's fingers sank deep into the protective true energy that had materialized, rubbing and squeezing, producing a piercing sound.

An Qisheng slowly raised his head.

He has completely transformed into his younger self.

With long arms and a slender waist, and a heroic appearance.

They are even more similar to Zheng Anqi in Nanjing. Both Li Miao and Anqisheng's current bodies are the best templates selected from the best of Yingzhou's thousand-year heritage. They can be said to be the upper limit of their physical attributes and the most suitable form for fighting. Naturally, they are more similar.

Just by looking at each other, one can easily distinguish between the two.

Arrogant, unrestrained, and playful.

Indifferent, sticky, and cold.

The next instant—whoosh!

An Qisheng's protective inner energy suddenly contracted and disappeared. Li Miao abruptly closed his fingers, squeezing the air in his palm and creating a sharp popping sound!

Taking advantage of this moment, An Qisheng suddenly lowered his body and slashed horizontally with both palms like knives!
Wow!

Li Miao frowned and quickly retreated several feet.

He reached down and touched his waist and abdomen; his hand was covered in blood.

Looking at An Qisheng's hands again, the falling snowflakes actually outlined the shapes of two transparent short swords on his hands.

"Oh."

Li Miao looked at him with a smile.

"So there's another trick up your sleeve after you've fully recovered to your original state."

"Should it be called condensation or refinement? In any case, it's about gathering all the protective true energy into one ball, abandoning most of the body's defenses in exchange for a sharper, more lethal attack, right?"

"That's pretty impressive, I really can't just take it by force."

An Qisheng did not answer, but simply flicked his sword and charged forward!

The short sword in his left hand, imbued with true qi, was incomparably sharp and curved like a fish intestine, hence its name "Fish Intestine Sword"; the short sword in his right hand, also imbued with true qi, was of an ancient design, with countless fragments of true qi condensed on it. Once it pierced the body, it would travel throughout the body along with the blood, and anyone struck by it would surely die. This sword was named "Madam Xu".

Swish!
The fish intestines slid across the surface, silently, as if even the air itself had been sliced ​​apart. Only the sound of the wind as the arm swung and the snowflakes that had been cut in half revealed any clues.

Li Miao took another step back to avoid the sword tip, then punched away Madam Xu's sword that was stabbing towards his waist and abdomen, and slammed his other fist into An Qisheng's arm!

An Qisheng's current choice—only offense, no defense—is remarkably similar to his martial arts style. However, given An Qisheng's personality, he likely lacks experience in risking his life for another's, which is an insurmountable gap!
With his protective inner energy withdrawn, An Qisheng was now unable to withstand a single punch from Li Miao, which would actually lead to a quicker outcome in this battle!
In that split second...

Fish intestines grazed Li Miao's right shoulder.

A fist slammed into An Qisheng's shoulder and neck.

Crash! —

Blood suddenly appeared!
It circled around Li Miao's shoulders, cutting straight through from front to back!
The blood-stained Fish Intestine Sword emerged from under Li Miao's armpit.

The blood outlined the sword, making it several inches longer than before!
It was those few inches that caused Li Miao to lose an arm.

An Qisheng's eyes flickered.

"His right arm is severed at the root. We can ignore this punch now. We just need to seize the opportunity to stab him in the abdomen with Madam Xu's sword. Today will be—"

Bang!
His thoughts were shattered by a punch!
An Qisheng was sent flying backward, crashing into the mud with a thud, blood gushing from his mouth and nose. Without the protection of his inner energy, the punch shattered half of his facial bones, and even blinded him in half of his vision.

"Why!"

"His arm has already been cut off, so why can he still move? Why is the power of his punch not diminished at all? And that inexplicable surge of brute force... Could it be?!"

An Qisheng clapped his hands and burst out of the soil.

Their gazes were fixed on Li Miao.

Li Miao's hair had turned silver-white at some point, shimmering like flowing water in the moonlight. And between her severed right arm and shoulder, there was indeed a thin, penetrating wound.

His right arm was indeed severed.

Suddenly, An Qisheng's pupils contracted sharply.

He suddenly noticed that between the open wound, something transparent was constantly pulsating, like a layer of transparent meridians, tendons, and blood vessels.

For the first time, An Qisheng showed an expression of disbelief.

"You've mastered the Two Paths of Profound Vision!?"

(End of this chapter)