One person established a clan

Chapter 108 Only one death

The soldiers in the hall were barely able to form a battle array, their steps still seemed unsteady, as if they were walking on clouds.

The overwhelming pressure just now made everyone's knees weak, and they looked at Su Cheng with awe in their eyes.

"Your Majesty, do not joke. I have promised, and I will keep my word."

The old emperor's deep voice broke the silence, and when everyone in the hall woke up as if from a dream, he swept his sleeves across the dragon table, and a streak of light suddenly broke through the air and flew out.

Su Chengxin caught it with his hand, and saw golden light flowing in his palm, and the jade seal was as transparent as ice.

"This is the seal of the Feng family. It serves as my promise to you two."

As the old emperor finished speaking, the courtiers who had just staggered to their feet gasped for breath: "Your Majesty!? The seal is so important, how can you..."

"Sha'er and this Su kid deserve this."

The old emperor glanced at the crowd and said, "Hasn't your Excellency suffered enough?"

The courtiers' expressions froze slightly. They glanced at Su Cheng with lingering fear, then lowered their heads in dismay: "Your Majesty, we obey your order."

"Thank you very much, Father."

Feng Sha hurriedly bowed and said, "I will take good care of this seal!"

"Retreat and reflect."

The old emperor instantly regained his imperial dignity and waved his hand, saying, "The responsibility of succeeding to the throne is extraordinary. Don't rely on Su Xiaoyou for everything."

Feng Sha bowed his head solemnly: "Father's teachings, your son will remember them in his heart."

Su Chenglue bowed, then walked out of the palace with the puppet.

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The lingering aura of power in the Golden Throne Hall had not yet dissipated. The old emperor looked around at his ministers, a playful smile flashing across his eyes:

"Dongchen has a rare glimmer of hope. Why do you old friends have such expressions?"

"His Majesty."

The black-robed old man gathered beside him like a mist, leaned forward and said with a wry smile, "This boy's cultivation is too powerful. We really didn't expect it."

"If we want to break the deadlock, we need his skills."

"Your Majesty is absolutely right, but..."

A courtier hesitated and said, "Once word gets out that you've helped Her Royal Highness ascend the throne, I'm afraid the three sects won't let it go."

"Yes, Her Royal Highness the Princess and that Master Su Su are likely to be stuck in a quagmire, and troubles will ensue."

"If Sha'er wants to become emperor, she must know how to hold up the situation. I can't protect her forever."

The old emperor closed his eyes and leaned back on the dragon throne: "Besides, Su Cheng's ability is even more unfathomable than you can imagine."

Having said this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "With him around, it's still unclear whether the three sects can still act tyrannically!"

A hundred feet away from the palace, Feng Sha's brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

She stole a glance at Su Cheng several times, and finally whispered, "Master, don't be angry."

"Ok?"

Su Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why do you say that?"

Feng Sha lowered his eyes and said hesitantly, "To drag you into the struggle for imperial power for no reason will not only make you enemies with the kings, but also offend other sects."

"What nonsense are you imagining?" Su Cheng smiled and pinched the delicate hand in his palm. "If I don't help you become emperor, will we not encounter the cultivators of the three sects in the future, and will the Tianzhe Alliance kneel down and beg for mercy?"

"but"

"Nothing but."

Su Cheng put the jade seal into her hand and chuckled, "You and I each get what we need, why not?"

Feng Sha was stunned for a moment, her beautiful eyes suddenly dodged and her ears turned red with embarrassment.

"Sir, are you really concerned about the marriage that the emperor mentioned?"

"Are you going to agree?"

"Too, too fast!"

Feng Sha raised her eyes shyly, and met Su Cheng's smiling eyes. She immediately turned away with a blush on her cheeks. "I want to take it slow with you, sir. Everything will work out in the end."

At this point, she couldn't help but clench the jade seal in her arms, whispering softly, "But I am truly grateful for your help this time. Even if my father doesn't grant me a marriage, I will do my best to repay you."

"I am not at a loss to have you say this."

Su Cheng gently stroked her hot cheek: "But there's no need to be so excited. Your face is almost burnt."

Feng Sha pursed her lips suddenly, her plump body trembling, and her eyes moistened. "Master..." "Okay, let's go back first, ok?"

Su Cheng's words stopped abruptly, and he turned his head to look towards the far side of the palace. "Someone is coming."

Feng Sha quickly calmed his restless heart and quickly regained his composure.

She calmly put away the jade seal, followed his gaze, and could not help but frowning:
"It's them?"

"Do you recognize it?"

"My two royal brothers."

While the two were talking in low voices, a large group of figures were already rushing over.

"After not seeing you for so many years, the imperial sister is even more beautiful than before!"

The eldest prince bowed with a smile, but his eyes cautiously glanced at Su Cheng standing beside him: "But I don't know who this person is."

"If you don't have anything important to do, please allow me to leave first."

Feng Sha said this in a cold voice and turned to leave. The eldest prince subconsciously wanted to stop him, but Di Junliang secretly pulled the corner of his sleeve from behind.

He was slightly stunned, and his peripheral vision happened to meet Su Cheng's indifferent eyes, which instantly made him feel cold down his spine.

Could it be that this person is the source of that terrifying pressure?
"Sir, you and I have a deep connection. We meet again just one day apart."

Di Jun smiled brightly and stepped out from the crowd: "When can we have a drink together?"

Su Cheng didn't even raise his eyelids: "Let's talk about it later."

"Brother, you have a great personality."

Di Junliang was not annoyed at all. Instead, he smiled and stepped aside, saying, "We won't disturb your pleasure."

The eldest prince's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed the words in his throat as he recalled the terrifying experience of falling into an ice cellar.

Su Cheng took Feng Sha's hand and was about to walk away, but a figure suddenly blocked the way with a sword.

"Huh?!" The Third Prince, who was watching quietly on the side, suddenly changed color.

This was because the person who was obstructing him was none other than Pei Wufeng, the true disciple of Chang'an Mountain who was traveling with him!

"Just now, it was you who exuded pressure."

Pei Wufeng's face was solemn, and the sword intent in his dark pupils swirled like a vortex. "Can you teach me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone around held their breath in shock.

Only Di Junliang dragged the eldest prince and quickly retreated ten feet.

"Who are you?"

Su Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Which prince's guard?"

"I am not a pawn of the royal family, but a soldier."

Pei Wufeng's eyes lit up with fighting spirit, and he slowly unsheathed his sword. "Seeing a formidable warrior like you, why wouldn't I learn from you?"

"Senior Brother Pei!" The third prince was eager to dissuade him.

But the sharp sword intent soon burst out from Pei Wufeng's body, like a whirlwind wall of blades that forced people back several feet, making it impossible to advance even a little bit.

Su Cheng faced the biting cold wind with a calm expression and his pace did not change at all.

Seeing him walking towards him with people as if he didn't see anything, Pei Wufeng's eyes were filled with sword intent. He took a step forward suddenly, and the blue bricks around him suddenly cracked.

"offend--"

The sword was unsheathed, and there seemed to be white sword energy wrapped around it.

But at the moment he held the sword, his body suddenly froze in place, and his movements were frozen.

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Su Cheng and his group left, leaving everyone stunned.

The Third Prince came back to his senses and hurried forward to grab Pei Wufeng's arm:
"Brother Pei, you were too reckless just now! Fortunately, you didn't really attack. Huh?"

Before he finished speaking, cold sweat began to appear on his stern face.

The Third Prince was shocked: "Brother Pei, you..."

Pei Wufeng silently lowered his sword, holding down his trembling right wrist tightly, with fear in his eyes.

He was absolutely certain that if he had insisted on taking action just now, he would have met with disaster in an instant.

Only death.

(End of this chapter)