Who taught him to practice swordsmanship like this?

Chapter 88 Mental Growth

The young emperor sat in his tent awaiting news. The tent was made of a single piece of specially made thick leather, which was actually impervious to crossbow bolts.

Su Baichen, on the other hand, went to the outer room to deal with some more dangerous targets.

The assassin who came this time is no ordinary person. If he doesn't make a move, the young emperor will eventually be in trouble.

He went outside and, with a slight sense of his spiritual awareness, detected three hundred assassins.

These three hundred assassins were incredibly powerful. Even with a thousand imperial guards present, they were being overwhelmed and the defensive line was in grave danger.

When he activated the "Mysterious Yin Heart Mirror," he discovered that these people seemed to be death warriors, their hearts eerily calm, and he could not detect much fluctuation in their thoughts through the "Mysterious Yin Heart Mirror."

This situation seemed somewhat familiar to him.

He suddenly remembered that during the multiple screenings of extraordinary individuals in the palace, those who were identified as extraordinary individuals were mostly in this state during the initial mind-reading tests.

Upon seeing this, Su Baichen's heart stirred, and he cast an illusion spell on the assassin who had come close—Darkness Spell!

The ferocious assassin had decimated the imperial guards and was on the verge of breaking through the defenses—

The man suddenly froze, standing there dumbfounded, a look of fear appearing on his previously expressionless face.

Su Baichen sensed the sudden and intense fluctuations in this person's heart through the "Mysterious Yin Heart Mirror" and knew that this assassin was at least an extraordinary person.

He silently took out the Soul-Serving Banner from his treasure pouch.

At that moment, a palace guard slashed down with his sword and beheaded the assassin.

The imperial guard was extremely surprised. Just a moment ago, he was a very fierce person. How could he suddenly stand there and let him kill him?

Su Baichen gently shook the soul banner, drawing the soul over.

A wisp of demonic energy emanated from the Soul-Suppressing Sword, and the captured soul immediately submitted.

By interrogating their remaining consciousness, Su Baichen vaguely realized that these assassins did not come from Liang Kingdom.

He looked up at the assassins and thought to himself, if he could put the souls of these three hundred people into the Soul Banner, he would surely be able to piece together the complete information.

So he switched the banner with his left hand, drew his spirit sword Luan Ke with his right, and silently walked towards the weakest point of the imperial guards' defenses.

He stepped forward, and in a single glance, all the enemies before him were struck by his dark magic.

This time, however, he found that only about 30% of them experienced intense emotional fluctuations, while the rest were quite normal.

As Su Baichen walked along, his "Wave-Stepping Technique" became even more profound, taking down one person with each step and each sword strike, while more than ten strange souls were added to the Soul Banner.

He only killed the aliens.

He discovered that when he killed the aliens, the ancestral spirits within the Soul-Suppressing Sword on his back would rejoice.

At this moment, the strange man became a sacrifice to the ancestor of mankind in his eyes.

His killings successfully pleased his ancestors!

The imperial guards were greatly encouraged by this and finally managed to stabilize their formation and begin to counterattack.

Su Baichen was the spearhead of this counterattack.

He simply unleashed a large-scale darkness spell, covering all the enemies in front of him.

In general, these supernatural beings without cultivation are no different from ordinary people.

Under the influence of dark magic, they can even lose all combat capabilities.

In fact, Su Baichen stopped killing at this point, and the imperial guards naturally took over the task of killing the blind people.

As time went by, Su Baichen had already harvested nearly a hundred souls.

But they were all alien souls; he didn't collect any of the normal people's souls, letting them all drift away on their own.

The assassins had also been mostly killed.

If Su Baichen hadn't unleashed a large-scale dark spell, they probably would have broken through the defenses and entered a chaotic battle.

In the chaos of battle, the young emperor might be able to escape unscathed if he had some martial arts skills, but the concubines, palace servants, and the prince would be in grave danger.

"Lord Feng, should we capture some prisoners?"

This title —

Su Baichen looked over in surprise and saw a guard dressed in black brocade robes.

He asked, "Are you from Hidden Dragon Manor?"

The man replied, "I have already relayed the message back. I believe the lord will arrive soon."

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Su Baichen said, "Alright, do as you say. I have no objections."

Anyway, those who needed to be killed have been killed, and those whose souls needed to be collected have been collected.

Seeing that there was nothing left to do, he took the Soul-Serving Banner and prepared to leave.

The guards around them breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this; it seemed that Su Baichen's presence had put considerable psychological pressure on them.

The scene of him wielding a soul banner in one hand and a long sword in the other, single-handedly cutting through the enemy lines, was deeply etched into the minds of these guards.

Su Baichen finished the killing and counted the souls in the Soul Banner—there were exactly two hundred and ninety-nine.

Su Baichen felt uncomfortable all over as he was just one short of reaching 300.

He returned to the camp feeling unwell, only to find Tang Dezhao standing solemnly outside the tent, holding a baby of about one year old in his arms, listening to the guard captain's report.

Seeing Su Baichen approach, Tang Dezhao's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "Master Xiaobai, has the matter been resolved?"

Su Baichen replied casually, "The three hundred assassins have all been beheaded."

Tang Dezhao breathed a sigh of relief, then looked down at the eldest prince in his arms and said to Su Baichen with emotion, "I was just thinking that if things don't go well, I'll take this child with me and run away."

"Thankfully, we have Master Xiaobai here this time, otherwise my wife and children and I would have been in trouble."

He spoke with a lingering sense of unease.

Then, when he looked down at the baby in his arms, a hint of concern appeared on his face.

Su Baichen was surprised, not expecting that this assassination attempt would yield such an unexpected gain.

In the past, Tang Dezhao probably thought that wives and children were troublesome, and even if he had a prince, he would just stay far away from him.

But this time, he seemed to have awakened to the responsibilities of fatherhood, at least knowing that he should protect his child in dangerous situations.

Although this responsibility is not much, it is better than nothing, and this is a good change.

Su Baichen comforted him, saying, "Your Majesty was truly remarkable today. If you hadn't stabilized the situation, how could the guards have worked together so diligently to do their jobs?"

"If they hadn't fought so hard, I wouldn't have been able to hold off so many people on my own."

This flattery pleased the young emperor greatly, and to be honest, it was indeed his proudest achievement today.

He was fascinated by the awe-inspiring power that commanded people to fight to the death with a single order.

This is different from his usual sycophantic flattery; he can tell the difference.

Just as they were chatting, Yu Renxiu finally arrived with his entourage.

She hurried to the young emperor: "Dezhao, are you alright?"

Tang Dezhao, still holding his eldest son, calmly said, "It's alright, Auntie, I'm fine."

"However, you must thank Master Feng Xiaobai for me. If it weren't for him being there today, I would have been in real danger."

"Unfortunately, Master Xiaobai probably wouldn't be interested in what I could offer, so I'll have to ask Aunt for help."

Yu Renxiu was taken aback. She noticed that the young emperor seemed a little different at this moment—at least in terms of his mentality, he seemed to have matured a bit.