manynovel Chapter 87 Dimensional Reduction Attack in the Martial Arts World
Chapter 87 Dimensional Reduction Attack in the Martial Arts World
Chapter 87 Dimensional Reduction Attack in the Martial Arts World
"My young prince is still young and inevitably a bit mischievous. If he has offended you, I apologize on his behalf. Please forgive him."
The lama reacted quickly, realizing that the enemy was too strong to defeat, and immediately yielded.
I was scared, but that's all.
But the lama knew very well that if anything happened to the young prince here, he and Liang Ziweng would be the first to be finished.
He clasped his hands together, but his hands looked like Doraemon's, creating a bizarre appearance that made the onlookers burst into laughter.
Young Prince?
Chu Yang glanced at the old man named Liang Ziweng next to him, and suddenly thought of something, asking, "Are you Master Lingzhi?"
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The lama's face lit up with joy, and he quickly replied, "That's me!"
"The man on the ground is Wanyan Kang, the young prince of the Zhao Prince's mansion. He is the only son of Prince Zhao, Wanyan Honglie. Since you know my name, you should also know Prince Zhao."
Chu Yang smiled and nodded, saying, "So it's Prince Zhao. What a coincidence! I was just about to pay him a visit—"
Master Lingzhi and Master Liang Ziweng looked at each other and smiled, both seeing the joy in each other's eyes.
Although the young prince was injured, they brought back an extremely powerful martial arts expert on this trip. Given Prince Zhao's magnanimity, he would not only not punish them, but might even reward them.
Liang Ziweng cupped his hands and laughed, "It's like the flood washing away the Dragon King's temple. We're all family, yet we don't recognize each other. After all this time, it turns out you also want to serve Prince Zhao and the Great Jin Kingdom."
Wanyan Kang, lying on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief; he had almost thought he was going to die there.
Before he could relax for long, Chu Yang's next words made his heart leap into his throat.
"Old man, you seem to have misunderstood. I went to the Zhao Prince's mansion because my friend was kidnapped and brought to your mansion. I came to demand his return."
Chu Yang sneered, "You two go back and tell Wanyan Honglie to bring my friend over, otherwise he might be childless today."
Wanyan Kang trembled with fear.
Liang Ziweng quickly helped the injured Wanyan Kang up. Lingzhi Shangren hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and chose to stand in front of the two to protect them.
"May I ask your friend's name? I will make sure to bring your friend out safe and sound once I return to the palace."
Wanyan Kang was pale, and his voice was much weaker than before.
Chu Yang gave him a wary look and said, "My friend's surname is Huang, and he's a small-time beggar."
Upon hearing this, Wanyan Kang and the others exchanged glances, unsure how to respond.
Little Beggar, write?
How could the prestigious Prince Zhao's mansion possibly abduct a mere beggar?
Wanyan Kang revealed an ugly smile, "Are you perhaps making fun of us, Your Excellency?"
Chu Yang replied with a half-smile, "If I really wanted to have some fun, wouldn't it be more entertaining to hang the three of you from a tree for days and nights?"
Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng were immediately startled; Chu Yang's tone did not sound like a joke.
Wanyan Kang took a deep breath, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "Please wait a moment, Your Excellency. When we get back, I will search the ground three feet deep to find Your Excellency's friend and bring him to you."
Chu Yang shook his head. "I never said you could leave."
Wanyan Kang's smile froze instantly, and the atmosphere became awkward.
Wanyan Kang, Lingzhi Shangren, and Liang Ziweng moved slowly, forming a corner position, seemingly preparing for a desperate gamble.
Sudden.
A cacophony of sounds arose around them, followed by the resounding, synchronized footsteps that shook the ground slightly.
The crowd that had just been watching the spectacle quickly moved to both sides of the road, leaving a wide avenue open.
An army came from not far away, with a magnificent red sedan chair at the center of the formation, and soon stopped in front of Wanyan Kang and his men.
"Kang'er, what are you doing?"
A woman's voice came from inside the sedan chair; it was soft, sweet, and pleasant to the ear, with the characteristics of a woman from Jiangnan.
Wanyan Kang slowly walked to the sedan chair and said in a wronged tone that he had been bullied and hoped to use the army to deal with Chu Yang.
The woman in the sedan chair was Bao Xiruo, Wanyan Kang's birth mother.
She knew Wanyan Kang's character very well and knew that he was most likely the one who caused the trouble, so no matter what Wanyan Kang said, she did not agree.
Bao Xiruo harbored a deep-seated aversion to her status as a princess, let alone using the Jurchen army to bully others, which crossed her bottom line.
When Wanyan Kang realized that he couldn't persuade his mother, he gave up the idea of using the army. However, the appearance of the army still gave Wanyan Kang a lot of confidence.
His attitude towards Chu Yang was completely different from before. He reverted to his usual arrogance and sneered, "I was only being polite to you because I respected your martial arts skills and appreciated your talent. But you are ungrateful and arrogant."
"I'm giving you two choices: either get out of here right now, or wait to be escorted back to the Prince's mansion!"
Chu Yang stared at Wanyan Kang with the look of someone looking at an idiot and said, "I'm a rather stingy person, so I'll only give you one choice: stay here obediently and have someone bring my friend over."
Wanyan Kang squinted, and a murderous glint gradually appeared in his eyes.
Bao Xiruo, who was inside the sedan chair, overheard their conversation and immediately called out to Wanyan Kang.
When he stepped forward, he asked in a low voice what had happened.
Wanyan Kang had no choice but to reveal the reason why Chu Yang had blocked him.
Bao Xiruo was also puzzled after hearing this. How could such a large royal mansion abduct a little beggar?
Bao Xiruo hesitated and said, "Kang'er, that person is probably after you—"
Wanyan Kang noticed his mother's change of heart and became excited. He quickly said, "That man, relying on his superior martial arts skills, tried to kidnap me. He probably wanted to use me to threaten Father. His talk of begging for a friend is all fabricated!"
"These thieves must be captured and handed over to Father for punishment!"
Bao Xiruo gently lifted the curtain and looked at Chu Yang, who was dressed as a scholar. After a slight hesitation, she nodded and said, "You can detain him, but don't kill him. We'll settle the matter after we get back to the Prince's Mansion."
Wanyan Kang was somewhat dissatisfied, but he still promised his mother not to harm Chu Yang's life, knowing that his mother was kind-hearted.
After receiving Bao Xiruo's permission, Wanyan Kang gave a look to the guard leader on the side. The latter understood immediately and led a large group of soldiers to surround Chu Yang.
Upon seeing this spectacle, the surrounding villagers scattered like birds and beasts, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
The bald monk who had been standing on the stage shouting "Who else?" was also quite frightened and ran away in a flash.
Mu Nianci, dressed in red, didn't even glance at him; she had been staring at Chu Yang ever since.
"Father, you're right, that seemingly refined scholar is truly a master!"
Mu Nianci exclaimed in surprise:
"He actually crushed the copper in the high lama's hand with his bare hands."
"Judging by his young age, he must be only a few years older than me, yet he possesses such formidable external martial arts skills!"
Yang Tiexin, who was using the alias "Mu Yi," didn't hear what his daughter was saying at all; his attention was already drawn to the big red sedan chair.
That voice held the sound of his deepest longing.
That gentle, melodious voice, like a wind chime, instantly pulled Yang Tiexin's thoughts back to Niujia Village eighteen years ago.
The arena transformed in the blink of an eye into the warm little home of my memories.
"Brother Tie".
His gentle and virtuous wife stood lifelike before him, smiling softly.
Lost in thought, Yang Tiexin instinctively reached out to touch his wife.
The moment his fingers touched his wife's face, everything around him shattered like a dream.
My home is gone!
His wife, children, sworn brother Guo Xiaotian, and sister-in-law Li Ping—everyone is gone!
When Yang Tiexin regained consciousness, his eyes were bloodshot, veins were bulging, and he appeared to be insane.
He stared intently at the sedan chair.
Yang Tiexin wanted to know who was sitting behind that curtain!
Under Mu Nianci's horrified gaze, Yang Tiexin picked up the spear from the weapon rack and jumped off the stage without hesitation. He didn't even explain a word to Mu Nianci before rushing off alone.
Only after Yang Tiexin rushed out did Mu Nianci belatedly shout:
"Dad, no!"
Driven to madness, Yang Tiexin could no longer hear Mu Nianci's calls; all he wanted was to see his wife, whom he longed for day and night.
Even if there are mountains of knives and seas of fire ahead, he will still go and brave them!
Because the guard leader had mobilized most of the Jin soldiers to besiege Chuyang, only a small squad of Jin soldiers was able to stop Yang Tiexin.
The Yang family's spear technique is characterized by its wide, sweeping movements, honed on the battlefield. It is more effective in dealing with military formations than in combating martial arts masters.
Even though Yang Tiexin's health was not as good as before, dealing with some Jin soldiers was still no problem for him.
In an instant, he broke through the weak military formation in front of him and rushed to a position fifty paces away from the sedan chair.
Yang Tiexin was now only left with Wanyan Kang!
Yang Tiexin's actions thoroughly enraged Wanyan Kang, whose eyes were filled with chilling murderous intent.
He was already deeply wronged by the beating he received from Chu Yang today.
Now even this lowly street performer in front of him dares to lay a hand on him.
Enraged, Wanyan Kang channeled his inner energy, his five fingers forming claws, and then a sinister and terrifying aura quietly spread out.
He was going to use the "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" to smash the skull of the middle-aged man in front of him.
At that moment, Master Lingzhi and Master Liang Ziweng acted simultaneously, stopping Yang Tiexin.
If the young prince is injured, Wanyan Honglie will most likely let them go!
But if anything were to happen to the princess, they would surely die.
With his hands bound in copper, Master Lingzhi was unable to use his unique skills, the Great Handprint and the Poison Sand Palm, greatly diminishing his martial arts prowess and preventing him from killing Yang Tiexin!
Therefore, Liang Ziweng became the main force in dealing with Yang Tiexin. With the assistance of Lingzhi Shangren, he suppressed Yang Tiexin with the Great Capturing Hand.
If Yang Tiexin hadn't gone mad and used a fighting style that risked his life for injury, he probably would have been taken down by these two.
While the three were locked in fierce combat, Mu Nianci caught up with them.
Although she didn't know why her father was acting this way, she had only one thought in her mind: to help Yang Tiexin fight the enemy.
Unfortunately, Mu Nianci's martial arts skills were even worse than Yang Tiexin's, and she couldn't even break through the Jin soldiers' defenses, remaining trapped in the distance.
She could only watch helplessly as Yang Tiexin was beaten until he vomited blood by Liang Ziweng and Lingzhi Shangren.
"Someone please save my dad!"
While fighting the Jin soldiers, Mu Nianci prayed bitterly in her heart.
Meanwhile, under the command of the guard leader, more soldiers launched an attack on Chu Yang.
Knowing that Chu Yang was a master of external martial arts, the guard leader ordered his soldiers to wield long spears and attack from different angles in an attempt to find Chu Yang's weak point.
True masters of external martial arts who are invulnerable to swords and spears are rare, but each of them has a fatal weakness. Once that weakness is broken, all the skills they have accumulated throughout their lives will be lost.
Faced with countless spear tips aimed at him, Chu Yang watched coldly, unmoved.
With his current Armament Haki, not to mention ordinary weapons, even Shanks' sword [Griffin] couldn't easily break through it. The spear tip pierced Chu Yang's long robe and cracked directly.
Dozens of spears broke at the same time, creating a very impactful scene. The Jin soldiers held up the spears without their heads, just like they were holding fire pokers.
The Jurchen soldiers were fairly well-trained in combat. After the weapons of the front-line spearmen were destroyed, they immediately retreated and changed formation, allowing the spearmen in the rear to continue the attack.
Wave after wave, spears rained down on every part of Chu Yang's body.
Once the military formation is in operation, it is like a ruthless killing machine that never stops.
This is how it should be under normal circumstances.
But after seven or eight rounds of attacks, the Jurchen soldiers stopped moving, and all the spears in their hands turned into fire sticks.
The ground was littered with shattered gun barrels.
The Jin soldiers were stunned, as were the guards leader and Wanyan Kang behind them.
Wanyan Kang's face flushed red, and after a long while, he finally managed to utter, "What kind of evil technique is this?!"
Chu Yang looked at him with a half-smile, "You'll find out soon enough."
Wanyan Kang's mind went blank; he was genuinely terrified. He had never been this scared since birth.
Ignoring his mother's instructions, he screamed hysterically, "All of you, get him! Punch him, bite him, kill him!"
The Jin soldiers threw away their bare gun barrels, their eyes red, and swarmed forward!
The young prince was furious. If they couldn't kill this scholar today, they would be the ones dying tomorrow.
Chu Yang shook his head, and his Conqueror's Haki erupted completely, unleashing a golden storm invisible to the naked eye that swept around.
Like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, the ripples of Conqueror's Haki spread continuously.
The scene of the Jin soldiers charging bravely came to an abrupt halt, as if someone had forcibly pressed the pause button.
The nearly one thousand soldiers stood still and fell silent instantly.
The bizarre scene sent chills down Wanyan Kang's spine, making the hairs on his body stand on end. Thump!
The Jin soldier closest to Chu Yang suddenly fell, crashing straight to the ground. Then, like dominoes, the other Jin soldiers fell one after another.
A vast number of Jin soldiers lay dead on the ground, a truly awe-inspiring sight!
Upon witnessing this scene, Wanyan Kang's mouth dropped open, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation.
Chu Yang's abilities have already exceeded his comprehension.
Not only was Wanyan Kang frightened, but Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng, who were besieging Yang Tiexin, were also terrified by the scene and lost their composure.
As a result, Yang Tiexin, who was seriously injured, seized the opportunity and stabbed the two men in vital areas with two consecutive shots!
Master Lingzhi and Master Liang Ziweng both let out mournful cries and collapsed to the ground.
Looking at the unconscious Jin soldiers around her and her father's miraculous comeback, Mu Nianci was stunned.
Did God really hear my plea?
Chu Yang slowly walked towards Wanyan Kang. As he passed Mu Nianci, she belatedly asked, "Did you do this?"
Chu Yang nodded, then suddenly stopped and looked at the pretty girl in red in front of him.
A martial arts contest to find a husband.
Wanyan Kang also made an appearance.
Then she must be Mu Nianci.
Mu Nianci blushed under Chu Yang's intense gaze, her beautiful face flushing red. She lowered her eyes and avoided his gaze.
"Miss Mu, aren't you going to see your father?"
Watching Mu Nianci wriggle back and forth in front of him, Chu Yang couldn't help but ask, puzzled.
Mu Nianci exclaimed in surprise, her face turning even redder, and ran towards Yang Tiexin without looking back. The latter, due to his serious injuries, had collapsed and sat on the roadside like Lingzhi Shangren and the others.
Even so, Yang Tiexin's gaze remained fixed on the red sedan chair.
Mu Nianci helped Yang Tiexin up and asked him about his injuries with concern, but unexpectedly Yang Tiexin pushed Mu Nianci away.
"Nianci, don't worry about me. Go over there and lift the curtain of that sedan chair so I can see who's inside."
Mu Nianci looked at her father with great confusion. He had suffered such serious injuries, so why was he still concerned about who was sitting in a sedan chair?
"Hurry up!"
Yang Tiexin shouted excitedly, but then couldn't help spit out a mouthful of hot blood.
Seeing this, Mu Nianci dared not delay any longer and quickly ran towards the sedan chair.
Wanyan Kang suddenly appeared and stood in front of her. Just as he was about to make a move, a sharp pain shot through his wrist.
He looked up and found Chu Yang standing beside him, holding his wrist.
Wanyan Kang was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely!
Recalling the scene of being lifted up and slammed to the ground, I immediately froze.
Bao Xiruo, inside the sedan chair, had no idea what was happening outside; she only felt that the surroundings had suddenly become unusually quiet.
Feeling somewhat uneasy, she lifted the curtain, peeked out half her head, and softly called out to Wanyan Kang.
"Kang'er, how is it?"
Bao Xiruo received no response; Wanyan Kang was in so much pain that he could no longer speak.
Then, Mu Nianci quickly walked to the sedan chair, lifted the curtain, and revealed the figure inside.
She was stunned.
Inside the sedan chair sat an exceptionally beautiful woman, whose temperament and appearance were unlike anything Mu Nianci had ever seen.
"So beautiful!"
Suddenly, only this one thought remained in Mu Nianci's mind.
What is the relationship between this beautiful woman and her father? Why does her father insist on judging her appearance?
Mu Nianci turned to look at Yang Tiexin.
Yang Tiexin craned his neck, trying to see the face of the person inside the sedan chair.
It was a face almost identical to the one from 18 years ago, as if time had never left a mark on her face.
Yang Tiexin was so captivated by the sight that tears involuntarily streamed down his face.
"Pity the weak—"
The weathered middle-aged man spoke softly, whether from the weight of his injuries or from a sense of shame that prevented him from calling out the other person's name loudly, it was hard to tell.
Bao Xiruo was dressed in elegant and luxurious clothes, and her complexion and appearance were like those of a woman in her late teens. It was clear at a glance that she was doing very well.
In a daze, Yang Tiexin suddenly realized that Bao Xiruo was now the princess mentioned by the Jin soldiers.
"She's a princess? How could she be a princess?"
Yang Tiexin muttered to himself, looking utterly dejected, as if all his energy and spirit had been drained away.
After the curtain was completely lifted, Bao Xiruo saw all the Jin soldiers lying on the ground around her, and her son being restrained. She was immediately terrified.
Despite her fear, Bao Xiruo's maternal instincts allowed her to shakily step out of the sedan chair.
Bao Xiruo said softly, "My son has been unruly and offended you, sir. I beg you to be magnanimous and not harm him. I apologize to you on his behalf."
Seeing his mother bowing her head and apologizing for him, Wanyan Kang felt a surge of anger.
He didn't know where he got the courage, but he roared at Chu Yang, "You villain, if you have the guts, then kill me! If I die here today, you won't be leaving Yanjing City!"
"Now you're getting tough, huh?" Chu Yang sneered, lightly stomping his foot. The stone slab beneath his feet instantly cracked, and the ground collapsed three feet into the air.
Wanyan Kang gasped, his anger instantly giving way to reason, and said sincerely with his head down, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."
"Pfft." Chu Yang looked at him with disdain, then released his wrist and pointed at Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng, saying, "Didn't you want to go back to the Zhao Prince's Mansion? Now that they can't move, you can go back."
Wanyan Kang's eyes widened, his surprise mixed with disbelief.
Chu Yang pointed at Bao Xiruo and said, "However, as a replacement, she has to stay."
Wanyan Kang's face turned deathly pale.
Chu Yang patted him on the shoulder and said meaningfully, "I see your features are pale and your crown is dark; you have the face of a cursed lone star."
Wanyan Kang gritted his teeth and said, "Rest assured, Your Excellency, I will bring your friend here unharmed."
Chu Yang smiled and said, "You've made similar promises twice already. Remember, don't do it more than three times."
Wanyan Kang nodded, turned around and whispered a few words in Bao Xiruo's ear before leaving.
Only after Wanyan Kang disappeared from sight did Bao Xiruo begin to secretly observe the scholar-dressed man before her.
She suddenly realized that what Chu Yang said might be true.
The Zhao Prince's Mansion is now a melting pot of all sorts of people, a gathering place for many江湖人士 (jianghu figures, people from all walks of life). Perhaps someone really did take his friend away—
But why would such a powerful expert befriend Qi Gong?
Bao Xiruo frowned, truly unable to understand.
She didn't notice that Yang Tiexin was still staring at her intently.
Chu Yang glanced at Yang Tiexin and shook his head inwardly. This guy seemed to be out of his mind. His wife, whom he had lost for eighteen years, was right in front of him, yet he didn't say a word.
He originally thought that Yang Tiexin would recognize his wife immediately, but it seemed that the guy was a bit inferior and didn't dare to go up and acknowledge her.
"Your spirit is far inferior to that of Wanyan Honglie. It's only thanks to Bao Xiruo's loyalty and righteousness that you were eliminated long ago."
Chu Yang sighed helplessly.
Mu Nianci noticed Yang Tiexin's unusual behavior.
She was almost certain that there was some kind of relationship between the two.
Seeing her father's timid demeanor, Mu Nianci had no choice but to muster her courage and walk up to Bao Xiruo to ask, "Are you the Princess Consort?"
Bao Xiruo looked at the young girl who had helped her out of the sedan chair and nodded.
Mu Nianci then said, "My father seems to know you."
Bao Xiruo asked in confusion, "Who is your father?"
Mu Nianci pointed to Yang Tiexin not far away, and Bao Xiruo looked in the direction she was pointing.
A middle-aged man with a sorrowful and weathered face came into view. Bao Xiruo looked at him for a while, then shook her head. "I don't know your father. You must have mistaken him for someone else."
The voice was soft, but it sounded like a thunderclap to Yang Tiexin's ears, and everything in front of him seemed to be spinning.
Mu Nianci was caught off guard by this answer and was at a loss for what to do.
Chu Yang couldn't stand it any longer, so he walked straight up to Bao Xiruo and said, "That man's surname is Yang, and his given name is Tiexin. You should know him."
Upon hearing the name Yang Tiexin, Bao Xiruo's body trembled violently!
She turned to look at the completely unfamiliar middle-aged man. His face was very different from the Yang Tiexin she remembered; in fact, it was almost unrelated.
"Impossible, Brother Tie is long dead—"
Recalling her husband, Bao Xiruo became very emotional, her voice resolute, because for eighteen years she had always believed this.
Yang Tiexin is dead!
However, Chu Yang only asked one more question, which directly shattered her psychological defenses.
"You say Yang Tiexin is dead, but have you ever seen his body?"
The words, spoken softly, struck Bao Xiruo like a thunderclap from a clear sky.
"I haven't seen Tie Ge's body, but—"
Bao Xiruo couldn't continue speaking at this point. She slowly raised her head and looked at the middle-aged man.
At this moment, Yang Tiexin was also gazing at her affectionately.
After Chu Yang unexpectedly broke through that barrier, he stopped dodging.
Although one's appearance may change due to the years and hardships.
But the look in your eyes when you love someone will never change.
Feeling Yang Tiexin's gaze, Bao Xiruo's heart trembled completely, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Are you really Brother Tie?"
Yang Tiexin struggled to stand up, but his body wouldn't obey him.
Upon seeing this, Mu Nianci quickly went to her father's side and helped him up.
Yang Tiexin took a few deep breaths and said, "Nianci, help me pick up the gun."
Mu Nianci obediently picked up the gun and handed it to her father.
The spear, which he usually wielded with ease, became incredibly heavy in Yang Tiexin's hands due to excessive blood loss.
He wanted to use the Yang family spear technique, but after just one initial stance, the entire spear slipped from his hand and crashed to the ground with a thud. Yang Tiexin felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, dizziness, and he couldn't even stand up.
Mu Nianci quickly stepped forward to support him.
Seeing this, Bao Xiruo felt inexplicably sorry for him, and a worried look appeared on her face.
Chu Yang knew that Yang Tiexin had suffered such serious injuries because of his previous battles with Lingzhi Shangren and Liang Ziweng.
Liang Ziweng's martial arts skills were not weak. At least before he learned the Eighteen Subduing Dragon Palms, even Guo Jing and Huang Rong combined could not defeat him. Lingzhi Shangren's strength was even greater than Liang Ziweng's.
The fact that Yang Tiexin has managed to hold out against these two people until now is already a testament to his unleashed potential.
Chu Yang walked to Yang Tiexin's side, placed his hand on the other's shoulder, and then channeled some life energy into the other's body.
Having served as a "support" role in many worlds, Chu Yang was very familiar with this matter.
As a warm current flowed into his body, Yang Tiexin's pain was greatly relieved, and his expression also relaxed a lot.
A few seconds later, Yang Tiexin's condition immediately improved, and his pale face gradually regained its color, indicating that the blood and energy he had lost had been replenished.
Although the symptoms of his previous ailment were still present, he was much more energetic, even better than before he was injured. Mu Nianci watched her father's face gradually improve and was so excited that she couldn't speak.
Feeling completely refreshed, Yang Tiexin looked at Chu Yang with a complicated expression. This young scholar in front of him could not only tell his identity in one breath, but also had mysterious methods. He could not possibly be an ordinary person!
A fleeting thought crossed Yang Tiexin's mind. He clasped his hands in gratitude towards Chu Yang and said, "Thank you so much for saving my life, sir. I, Mu Yang Tiexin, will never forget it. May I ask your honorable name, sir?"
"Chu Yang." After replying, Chu Yang reminded him, "You still have things to do."
"Mr. Chu, please wait a moment. I will come to speak with you again after I have fulfilled my wish." With that, Yang Tiexin picked up his spear and walked towards Bao Xiruo.
A cold wind howled.
Yang Tiexin looked at Bao Xiruo with deep affection, then began to wield the Yang family spear, his moves wide and sweeping, possessing the imposing aura of a thousand armies.
This set of marksmanship was so familiar to Bao Xiruo.
Eighteen years ago, she saw her husband wielding the same gun technique almost every day.
A flood of memories overwhelmed Bao Xiruo, and she could no longer hold back her tears, which streamed down her face.
She could finally confirm that the middle-aged man in front of her, who seemed like a stranger to her, was the husband she had been longing for day and night—Yang Tiexin!
"Brother Tie!!!"
The soft, sweet voice, now tinged with tears, echoed in Yang Tiexin's ears, making him unable to hold onto the spear any longer.
The two, reunited after a long separation, embraced tightly and shared their experiences over the years.
The scene was touching, but it still made Chu Yang feel a little awkward. He touched his nose, turned his head, and saw Mu Nianci looking dumbfounded and dazed.
The scene was so impactful that it stunned the child, especially since the person embracing her father was the princess.
Chu Yang found the girl quite cute and couldn't resist teasing her. So, in a critical tone, he shook his head and said, "Senior Yang truly lives up to his reputation as a man of passion. He just hugged her like that, and it was someone else's wife! I admire you!"
Mu Nianci immediately glared at Chu Yang, then realizing it was inappropriate, she quickly adopted a gentle expression and said in a low voice, "Mr. Chu, please don't tease my father. You know my father's real name, so you should also know the reason for this—"
At this point, Mu Nianci suddenly realized that Chu Yang had deliberately teased her, and her face immediately turned red.
Chu Yang exclaimed in amazement, "In just a few breaths, Miss Mu changed four or five expressions. If she were to go into opera, she would definitely be a famous star."
Mu Nianci's face immediately flushed red, and her ears and neck also turned bright red.
Chu Yang smiled knowingly. The girl in red in front of him was really cute, just like Xiao Huang, who sometimes made the same expression.
Cute, silly, and a little arrogant—
not good.
Chu Yang's expression changed drastically, as if facing a formidable enemy. He immediately sat up straight, repeatedly muttering to himself, "I'm straight, I like mature women, I like lolis, I like JK (high school girl) uniforms, I like black stockings—."
Mu Nianci looked blankly at Chu Yang, completely unable to understand what he was saying, but she had a feeling that this Mr. Chu seemed to be in a hurry.
After muttering to himself for a while, Chu Yang glanced at Mu Nianci's beautiful face and incredibly long legs.
Just about to move.
very good!
Chu Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief!
On the other side, Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo, having finished pouring out their hearts to each other, walked over, supporting each other.
Yang Tiexin clasped his hands and said, "My wife and I are able to recognize each other today entirely thanks to Mr. Chu. If Mr. Chu ever needs anything in the future, I, Yang, will do my utmost to help you."
Chu Yang smiled and waved his hand, "No need for that."
After exchanging a few words, Yang Tiexin hesitated several times before finally asking, "I know Mr. Chu is very capable, but I am still very curious as to how Mr. Chu knows my real name."
Chu Yang clicked his tongue, thinking to himself that this person was really clueless, still asking so many questions about his savior. In terms of character, Wanyan Honglie was indeed better than him.
Chu Yang stretched out his hand, his fingers moving so fast they left afterimages, leaving the other three dazzled.
"My family has a long tradition of fortune telling."
Chu Yang's fortune-telling techniques looked very professional; at least Yang Tiexin couldn't see any flaws. He immediately showed an expression of admiration and nodded, saying, "Mr. Chu truly comes from a family with a long tradition of fortune-telling—"
You actually believe that?
Chu Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Mu Nianci asked curiously, "Father, what exactly is your relationship with this lady?"
Yang Tiexin then recounted the events of eighteen years ago.
Mu Nianci suddenly realized what was happening, and her gaze towards Bao Xiruo became complicated.
As a woman herself, she could completely empathize with Bao Xiruo's experiences.
Just as Mu Nianci was about to say something, her expression suddenly turned awkward.
At this moment, Bao Xiruo grabbed Mu Nianci's hand and said gently, "Since you are Tie Ge's adopted daughter, you are naturally my adopted daughter as well. If you are willing, you might as well call me Mother."
Mu Nianci's eyes immediately reddened. From childhood to adulthood, she had never called anyone "mother".
"mother..
Mu Nianci called out softly, her gentle appearance pleasing Bao Xiruo, who immediately beamed and grabbed Mu Nianci's hand, rubbing it gently.
"What should we do next?"
Mu Nianci asked, blushing.
Yang Tiexin and Bao Xiruo exchanged a glance, their faces filled with hesitation.
Firstly, they wanted to leave and live out their lives in anonymity; secondly, they wanted to see their son, or rather, Yang Tiexin wanted to reunite with his son.
Bao Xiruo sighed and said, "I understand Kang'er's personality. Once he returns to the Prince's mansion, he will definitely ask Prince Zhao to mobilize the army. And Prince Zhao will certainly agree for my sake. It will be very dangerous for us to stay here any longer."
"It would be best to leave first and then explain the situation to Kang'er when we have the chance later."
Upon hearing this, Yang Tiexin hesitated for a moment, then slowly nodded. Seeing that her father agreed to leave, Mu Nianci turned to Chu Yang and asked, "Mr. Chu, would you like to come with us?"
When she said this, she really hoped that Chu Yang would nod.
But Chu Yang shook his head without hesitation and said, "I'm still waiting for that young prince to bring my friend over, so I can't leave yet."
Yang Tiexin advised, "Mr. Chu's martial arts are superb, unmatched in my life. But if the Prince of Zhao's mansion mobilizes a large army, it won't be just a few hundred or a thousand men, but tens of thousands of Jin soldiers!"
"The Jurchens number no more than ten thousand, but are invincible if they exceed ten thousand. This saying is absolutely true. Sir, please do not act recklessly. With your martial arts skills, you can find an opportunity to secretly infiltrate the palace and rescue your friend while they are off guard."
Mu Nianci nodded repeatedly from the side. She was also startled when she heard Chu Yang say that he wanted to stay.
Bao Xiruo also joined in the persuasion.
To everyone's surprise, Chu Yang still shook his head. He didn't explain further, but simply found a place to sit down, closed his eyes to rest, and silently waited for Wanyan Kang to return.
Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, Yang Tiexin remained silent for a while before turning to Bao Xiruo. "Xiruo, Mr. Chu saved my life. I can't just leave like this. I'm sorry—"
Bao Xiruo didn't complain. Instead, she smiled gently and said, "What I've always been most proud of is your character. From childhood to adulthood, I've always told Kang'er that you are a great hero who values loyalty and righteousness. So, I won't blame you."
Seeing that her parents were planning to stay, Mu Nianci said anxiously, "Father, Mother, you've finally made it to the day we can meet. You can't stay here. You should go. I'll stay and help Mr. Chu."
Yang Tiexin shook his head and chuckled, "I taught you martial arts, so I know your skill level very well. If you stay, you'll only distract Mr. Chu."
The father and daughter argued incessantly.
Chu Yang found it a bit noisy, but whether he left or not was the same. The saying that the Jurchens were invincible with more than 10,000 men had no power over him.
Not to mention that these soldiers are as fragile as paper in the face of Conqueror's Haki, he is not afraid of firepower at all.
The vapor explosion of the "Second Mizukage" Hozuki Gengetsu is a deadly weapon on the battlefield. In this era without mushroom bombs, even a group of ancient people risked their lives but could not deal with this bug-level "strategic weapon".
If that brat Wanyan Kang is blind and doesn't bring anyone with him, but instead brings a large number of Jin soldiers, then don't blame him for being uncivilized. He'll be given a lesson he'll never forget.
Meanwhile, Wanyan Kang returned to the Zhao Prince's mansion, dragging his wounds with him, plunging the entire mansion into chaos.
The young prince was injured and the princess was taken hostage—something the servants would never have dared to imagine under normal circumstances.
Upon learning the news, Wanyan Honglie was extremely anxious, like an ant on a hot pan. He immediately decided to mobilize a large army in his capacity as a prince to capture the thieves and protect the princess's safety.
However, Wanyan Kang stopped him.
Chu Yang underestimated the shadow he had cast in Wanyan Kang's heart, who was no longer willing to fight him.
"Father, that scholar's martial arts skills are extraordinary, unlike anything I have ever seen in my life. Moreover, what he asks for is not difficult. There is no need for us to fight him head-on."
Wanyan Kang watched Wanyan Honglie pacing back and forth in the hall and kept trying to persuade him.
"Kang'er, how could the dignified Prince Zhao's mansion possibly kidnap a mere beggar?"
Wanyan Honglie waved his sleeve and said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
"The people of the Prince Zhao's mansion would not act like that, but what if they are those extraordinary people recruited by my father? They are originally from all walks of life in the martial arts world, so it is not surprising that they do something."
Wanyan Kang's words made Wanyan Honglie fall into deep thought; undeniably, his words made sense.
Although those people were usually very respectful to the father and son, they were arrogant and domineering in public, and did many outrageous things, which aroused the people's resentment. Wanyan Honglie had heard about this long ago.
Wanyan Kang continued, "Father, why don't we gather those experts together and question them?"
The situation was urgent; the princess was still in the hands of the thieves. Wanyan Honglie had no time to think. He immediately ordered his men to summon these experts to the front hall.
After a while.
Peng Lianhu, Sha Tongtian, and a handsome young man in white appeared in the front hall.
In addition, there were some other miscellaneous martial arts practitioners.
Wanyan Honglie explained the situation and then asked, "I would like to ask everyone here, did you abduct others into the Prince Zhao's residence without authorization due to personal grudges?"
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian were immediately startled, and both thought of Guo Jing.
The young man in white also frowned.
Everyone remained silent.
Wanyan Honglie's tone gradually became more serious, and he said coldly, "This concerns the safety of the Princess Consort. If anyone knows about it but fails to report it, don't blame me for settling scores later."
Peng Lianhu and Sha Tongtian exchanged a glance. The latter gritted his teeth and stepped forward, saying, "I arrested someone a while ago, and he's currently locked up in the Prince's dungeon. I don't know if he's the person Your Highness is looking for."
Wanyan Honglie squinted and asked, "What's that person's name?"
Sha Tongtian replied, "Your Highness has also heard of that man's name; he is none other than Guo Jing, who disrupted our plans in Mongolia."
Wanyan Honglie looked at Wanyan Kang, who shook his head and said, "His missing brother's surname is Huang, not Guo, so it shouldn't be him."
The white-robed young man's expression changed upon hearing this.
Wanyan Kang noticed his expression and frowned, saying, "Ouyang Ke, you've also brought people into the manor?"
Ouyang Ke, dressed in white, nodded. "The person I captured is surnamed Huang, but she's a girl."
Wanyan Honglie sighed deeply, "One surname is wrong, and the other gender is wrong. What should we do?"
Wanyan Kang gritted his teeth and said, "Bring them both over and let him choose!"