Chapter 161 - 99: Killing Fisherman
Chapter 161: Chapter 99: Killing Fisherman
"Jie..."
In a daze, Su Chen found himself confusing the youth before him with an old acquaintance from years past.
That night.
Another youth had come here, dressed in a Great Zhou Black Dragon Robe. With a pair of glassy eyes, he had poured three cups of coarse wine before Su Chen, asking to be made emperor.
But this youth couldn’t be him.
’That person is still struggling within the reincarnation cycle of the Ten Lives Body, yet to break free from the mystery of the womb.’
’Besides, with his unparalleled, world-class Immortal Dao Talent, it was impossible that he would choose the path of Mortal Cultivation.’
’If he were to pursue the Immortal Dao again, he should not involve himself with the fate of a Dynasty in the slightest.’
’Unless he wants to lose his life again!’
’Ever since that Great Yu Yue awakened during the Great Yu Era, the Human World has changed. Any cultivator from the Royal Race who steps onto the Immortal Path will simply vanish into thin air.’
"The Wind Snow Sword Immortal is not here."
"You’re in the wrong place."
"He might be at the Imperial City Medical Clinic, or perhaps amidst green mountains and clear waters, but it’s unlikely he’d be in this old Library Pavilion..."
"Who would be foolish enough to keep hiding in the Library Pavilion..."
After speaking, Su Chen looked away from the youth and returned to simmering his medicine.
"That’s fine!"
"I have time, anyway."
"I can wait. I’ll wait for him to come see me."
The youth smiled and seemed to nod in agreement.
And so, another figure appeared in the Library Pavilion.
「In the distance.」
A carriage hurried over.
The driver, a man in a Blue Robe and Eunuch’s Attire, wore a panicked expression. Before the carriage could even stop, he leaped off with a sharp blade in hand and charged into the Library Pavilion.
"Zhou People!"
"Where are my foster father’s remains?"
"Give them back to me!"
He roared in fury, his eyes bloodshot. With a surge of Gang Qi, he brandished his blade and lunged at the young man.
"They’re in my hands."
"The moment I become master of the Imperial City, they will be returned to you, whole and untouched," the youth in the Black Dragon Robe stated.
"In your dreams!"
Chen Xuan whipped up his Gang Qi and charged with his blade, only to be sent flying by a single palm strike from the other.
Even Su Chen glanced over in surprise.
’This is a young Sub-Innate.’
’No wonder he could sweep through the Imperial Palace as if it were deserted, forcing his way all the way to the Library Pavilion.’
’But when did another Sub-Innate appear in the world?’
’This person before me is by no means young.’
’A pity. He’s not the one I knew.’
’Looking at his flickering Longevity Fire, it’s completely unfamiliar. Not an old acquaintance, nor an Ancient Immortal. He still has over ten years of life left.’
「In the distance.」
Another carriage was approaching.
A frail figure remained inside, not stepping out.
Princess Yunyang had also arrived.
It wasn’t that no one had gone to request help from the great powers of Great Yu in the Heaven-Ascension Tower; it was that the Tower seemed to only recognize the Purple-robed Thousand Years and gave no response.
"Remember to drink your medicine."
Su Chen was about to leave.
"I’m scared."
Lady Shui clutched Su Chen’s robe, looking at the youth in the Black Dragon Robe with fear. For some reason, she was simply afraid.
"You are Cyan Sparrow, the Wind Snow Sword Immortal’s Cyan Sparrow."
"No one in this world would dare to harm you."
"He wouldn’t dare either."
"Don’t worry!"
Su Chen affectionately ruffled Lady Shui’s hair.
He left.
「In the Library Pavilion.」
The youth in the Black Dragon Robe sighed, drained the three cups of coarse wine on the stone table, and spoke in a voice only he could hear.
"Back then, you were wrong."
"And I was wrong too."
"Now, I will wait."
"No one will be wrong again..."
「Su Chen returned to the Imperial Hospital.」
At the Imperial Hospital, figures gathered around, one after another, all asking Su Chen about what had happened at the Library Pavilion.
They were all Imperial Physicians.
Even the head and deputy directors of the hospital appeared.
Without exception, they all had severe, dark circles under their sunken, listless eyes, looking as if they hadn’t slept in a very long time.
The incident had caused an uproar not just in the Imperial Hospital, but throughout the entire Imperial Palace.
"It seems this won’t affect our business."
The head and deputy directors relaxed.
As for the three senior Imperial Physicians and the other Imperial Physicians, they were discussing the detestable Great Zhou Black Dragon Prince.
"If you ask me, the Wind Snow Sword Immortal was too merciful. He only killed one Demon Fiend powerhouse from Great Zhou..."
"He should have killed all three hundred thousand armored soldiers."
"Exactly."
"What a pipe dream! A mere Zhou Barbarian dares to dream of ruling the Central Plains Imperial City? I suppose they’ve forgotten that the Wind Snow Sword Immortal is one of the Liang People."
It wasn’t just the Imperial Physicians; even the Physicians and Medical Officers were talking.
To this, Su Chen frowned slightly.
He said nothing.
’If Demon Mountain hadn’t broken a taboo by sending that Yaksha Ghost, Ning Ye, I would never have interfered in the conflicts of the Dynasty.’
’Xuan, you knew this was a dead end when you left, didn’t you?’
’The Three Sects don’t submit to you or the Court. The Nine Noble Families are only looking out for themselves, waiting to see who wins so they can back them...’
’Even I don’t approve of the path you’ve chosen...’
Su Chen gazed into the distance.
「Outside the Imperial City.」
An endless, dark sea of military encampments stretched from the river to Cyan Mountain, surrounding the Imperial City and turning it into an isolated fortress.
There, lay a coffin, the remains within waiting for someone to arrive and take him home.
However, Su Chen simply returned to his own courtyard.
He was waiting.
Waiting for the person or faction behind this young Sub-Innate to reveal themselves.
’Just a little longer.’
’The snow will stop falling, Xuan, and you will come home.’
Winter snow fell, draping the Imperial City in a blanket of silver.
「Heaven-Ascension Tower.」
The seventeenth floor was somewhat subdued.
Figures stood tall in the darkness. The one at their head was none other than Great Yu Yue, with silver hair and eyes like the sun.
It was a rare occasion for them all to have gathered here.
All because of one person. No! Perhaps it would be more appropriate to say it was for One Sword.
After a long time, Great Yu Yue finally spoke.
"Did you all see that sword strike?"
The scene was silent. No one spoke.
Among them were plenty of Grandmasters of the Third Realm, and even two Sub-Innates and two who had reached the Innate Realm.
But not a single person dared to speak.
That sword strike... it had been far too terrifying. It had frightened them all.