Chapter 136 - 90: A City-Toppling Dance (Part 2)
Chapter 136: Chapter 90: A City-Toppling Dance (Part 2)
"Hahaha!"
"Yu Le, Great Immortal, why aren’t you boasting about your glorious past achievements today?"
"Hehe."
"Doctor Xuu, waiting for patients again today?"
The nearby shopkeepers and their assistants all teased Su Chen and Yu Le, the air filled with cheerful banter.
On this street,
this particular clinic was famously deserted.
It had no business to speak of.
The doctor in the clinic did nothing all day. He was either dozing off or on his way to dozing off, completely lacking in Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
And this was the guy who was supposed to treat others? He should heal himself first.
The other one was even more famous.
Like a madman, he spent his days proclaiming himself a Great Immortal, mooching food and drink off Doctor Xuu and promising him future glory, riches, and unparalleled power.
Anyone else would have long since taken a club to the lunatic and driven him out. Only a man as kind-hearted as Doctor Xuu would put up with him.
The sky gradually darkened.
A squad of Profound Clothes Guards escorted a line of battered and bruised prisoners toward the Imperial Palace.
Profound Clothes Guard!
In the Imperial City today, they were the ones who confiscated fortunes and annihilated entire families. They had wiped out countless noble clans, a name feared enough to make children stop crying.
"Relying on the Wind Snow Sword Immortal, that Nine Thousand Years in the Purple Robe is getting a bit too arrogant."
A shopkeeper muttered.
PSH!
His head was lopped off.
"Slandering the Nine Thousand Years is permissible."
"But slandering Lord Su is not."
From a distance, the lead Profound Clothes Guard returned, retrieved his saber, and issued a warning.
His voice was high and sharp; he was clearly a Eunuch from the Western Depot.
"We were wrong."
In an instant,
the faces of everyone nearby—customers, owners, and assistants alike—drained of color. Overcome with terror, they all dropped to their knees.
Fortunately, the Western Depot Eunuchs never massacred commoners.
The Profound Clothes Guard departed.
"I’m heading out."
"Watch the house."
Su Chen stretched lazily, picked out a few century-old Treasure Medicines, and sauntered toward the door.
He said this not only to Yu Le, but also to Little Turtle.
"Off to see the girls again,"
Yu Le teased.
"Mhm."
Su Chen grunted in acknowledgment.
"Hahaha."
"Don’t worry."
"When the Immortal Arrival comes, for the sake of all the good food and drink you’ve given me, I’ll definitely pull you up with me. I’ll make you a King or a general. It’s just some courtesan from the Human World..."
Yu Le laughed heartily.
To this,
Su Chen remained silent, offering no response.
Along the way, all sorts of markings from the Black Abyss were visible on the corners and walls of the Imperial City streets.
In the streets and alleyways, skulking Demon Ghosts watched the pedestrians, loitering with ill intent.
Unable to contact the Black Lotus Saint for a year, the Black Abyss Ancestor was already furious. If not for a Heavenly Secret divination telling him that Black Lotus’s remains were still in the Imperial City even if he were dead,
he would have probably turned the world upside down looking for the Black Lotus Saint by now.
’The Immortal Arrival is imminent.’
’It seems...’
’that Immortal from the Black Abyss is getting really desperate.’
’I know you’re in a hurry.’
’But it’s no use. I’m not letting you out!’
As Su Chen walked,
he left the Imperial City.
Upon the rolling river, numerous Tower Ships and Painted Boats swayed in the waves. Many graceful, enchanting figures danced elegantly in the hazy drizzle.
"Same as always. The Treasure Medicine is for the bill."
Su Chen boarded a Treasure Ship and tossed a century-old Treasure Medicine from his hand to the attendant who greeted him.
The scoffs of noble sons immediately filled his ears.
"Tsk tsk."
"A poor doctor who hasn’t even begun cultivation, using a century-old Treasure Medicine just to get in the door. He must have sold everything he owns, hahaha."
"That shabby doctor is here again. I heard he’s come to see Lady Shui. As if he’s worthy..."
Su Chen turned a deaf ear to these sneers.
He leaned against the doorframe, his Profound Black Robe washed so many times it had faded to gray, a stark contrast to the countless brightly dressed nobles and wealthy merchants inside the Tower Ship.
The Tower Ships and Painted Boats were the business of a mysterious power.
Six months ago, they had forcefully driven the Cao Gang from this stretch of river outside the Imperial City.
It was said that during their debut, a stunningly beautiful dancer had performed a dance that captivated the city, drawing countless noble admirers and making her famous overnight.
He came once.
And since then,
he had returned every single day without fail.
To watch the dance, listen to the music, and see her. That was all.
"Lady Shui is here!"
"Quick!"
"Bring up my thousand Golden Flowers!"
One noble son spent a fortune.
Another, with a reserved smile, composed a poem for the enchanting figure about to appear, earning cheers from the entire crowd.
"This humble one will now perform for you."
A young woman in simple clothes, her face veiled, ascended the stage barefoot. As a graceful melody began to play, she started to dance to the sound of the pipa, her movements like a dance among the clouds.
The dance ended.
"Bravo!"
"Lady Shui’s dancing is magnificent!"
Countless cheers erupted.
Even from the other Tower Ships and Painted Boats, people watched from afar, shouting their praise.
In the corner,
Su Chen watched.
"As usual, convert the Treasure Medicine into Golden Flowers and give them to Lady Shui."
Su Chen handed over his remaining Treasure Medicine, brushed the dust from his clothes, and prepared to leave.
Compared to the mountains of thousands upon thousands of Golden Flowers and other rare treasures, these few century-old Treasure Medicines were insignificant.
And yet, they were heavier than Mount Tai.
If the world knew, even a Grand Sect Leader or a Master of the Noble Family would come for these mere century-old Treasure Medicines.
Because they were a gift from him, Su Chen.
’What a pity.’
’No matter how much she resembles her, she isn’t her.’
Su Chen turned to leave.
However,
at that moment, on a distant Tower Ship, two figures clashed. Killing Intent flared as both drew upon Heaven and Earth’s Will.
One looked like a Jianghu Hero, a gale whipping around him. The other wore the uniform of the Profound Clothes Guard, and with a chop of his hand, he unleashed a towering wave of fire.
"Insolence!"
"You vile lecher! How dare you act so brazenly at the foot of the emperor!"
"Hahaha! The Heavenly Son? Which Heavenly Son? The master your Profound Clothes Guard serves, the chief of the Western Depot? The Eunuch Heavenly Son? I’ll be as brazen as I please today!"