One person established a clan

Chapter 114 The Swordsman Arrives
A few days later, in the inner courtyard of another private residence in the imperial city.

Bang-!
A loud noise shook the entire hall, and the table shattered into pieces in an instant.

Green smoke curled around the second prince's palm, and his rough face was filled with a cold and gloomy look.

"Feng Shan, that bitch!" He suddenly curled his five fingers together, squeezing his knuckles until they cracked. "You really did report the assassination to my father, and even pointed the finger at me!"

"Your Highness, calm down."

The nearby staff members tried to comfort him: "His Majesty has always favored you. As long as we insist that this is a false accusation, His Majesty will definitely not pursue it further."

"But now that things have come to this, can we just sit there and wait for death?!"

The Second Prince's eyes widened in anger. "She's been running around the three provinces and six ministries with the jade seal for days, and all the officials and clans have been persuaded by her. If she keeps this up, the throne will really be hers!"

"Calm down, Your Highness."

The old official with grey hair said bitterly, "The man beside Feng Sha is so mysterious and unpredictable. All the sects are keeping their troops on hold. Even the First and Third Princes are silent. This shows how dangerous it is."

All the counselors echoed: "Besides, if the throne is really in danger, how can the other two princes just stand by and watch?
Now we have to remain calm and wait for them to stir up trouble first before intervening."

"If I don't seize the support of my father, how can I fight them?"

The Second Prince, however, lashed out in a rage, cracking the pillars. "Do you really think they'll fight to the point of mutual destruction, leaving me to reap the benefits?!"

Unlike the forces behind the other two princes, even if the leader of the Lingshan Sect he had established a connection with came in person, how could he compete with those monsters with his cultivation level of the initial Danxuan realm!
The staff looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

Compared with the other two princes, the second prince is indeed too mediocre.
Even though we are willing to support, we are really helpless in the face of the current predicament.

".That's all."

The Second Prince suddenly lost his temper and rubbed his brows dejectedly: "I was a little angry just now and was confused for a moment."

"It would be best if Your Highness could calm down and be at peace."

"Please continue to think of a solution."

Before he finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly blew through the hall, and the hairs on the back of everyone's neck stood up.

Turning around, he was shocked to see several figures in black robes in the courtyard. Their faces were completely covered by thick veils, leaving only their pale chins visible.

"presumptuous!"

A large number of guards hurriedly drew their swords and shouted angrily: "This place belongs to the current prince——"

The black shadow passed through the gap like a ghost and stood in the middle hall in an instant.

The Second Prince stumbled back into his chair, his face filled with fear and horror: "Who are you?!"

"I'm here to offer some advice."

A deep voice uttered from beneath the veil: "I imagine the Second Prince is in a dilemma and needs help to break the deadlock."

The second prince suddenly saw that everyone in the hall looked like clay sculptures or wooden carvings, and none of them could move.

His pupils trembled, and his fear grew stronger: "Why should I trust you?"

"You'll believe it."

The man in black robe walked closer, quietly slipped out a black jade square box from his sleeve, and gently placed it on the table.

"At this point, no matter which side becomes emperor, you will be the first royal descendant to die under the guillotine.

Since you have nowhere else to go, you might as well give this a try."

As he spoke, a strange ripple spread out from under his fingertips, and the Second Prince's expression became dazed for a moment.

He quickly shook his head to regain consciousness and asked anxiously, "What is this?"

"demon."

The black-robed man stroked the lines on the black box and said, "Once this monster appears, it will completely disrupt the imperial city."

The Second Prince's throat rolled over: "Could it be that even the cultivators from the three sects and that man named Su Cheng can't resist?"

"As long as they are still monks, they will be no match for this monster."

The black-robed man smiled faintly and tapped the black box on the table. "The decision you make depends on whether you truly want the throne."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure dissipated like morning mist, without even a trace of breath left.

"Aha."

Suddenly, there were gasps in the hall, and everyone looked around in shock.
"That person. Where did that person go?!" Only the second prince stared at the black box on the table, with strange bloodshot eyes quietly emerging.

Thinking of the contempt he had suffered over the years, a sense of cruelty suddenly welled up in his heart.

"You forced me to do this."

The sun sets and the long street is bustling with traffic.

"Hmm~"

Feng Sha leaned against the window of the carriage, stretching his back lazily: "Finally I can go back to the pavilion and rest for a while."

Su Cheng was resting with his eyes closed, and when he heard this, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"With your Xinxuan middle realm cultivation, are you still tired?"

"Running around lobbying is quite tiring."

Feng Sha smiled gently, "But it is also thanks to your careful company that I have been able to have such a smooth three days."

She felt extremely happy when she thought that Su Cheng could frighten those experienced officials and make them tremble and smile apologetically with just a little aura.

"It's just a matter of effort."

In fact, for Su Cheng, these three days were nothing more than wandering around the imperial city and changing places to close his eyes and practice.

If you meet a tough guy, just open your eyes and stare at him for a moment, and you will be able to talk to Feng Sha properly.

"Mr. is so nice~"

Feng Sha leaned in close, and with a smile, he embraced her. "We have prepared many new dishes for the dinner tonight. My dear, please enjoy them later."

Su Cheng nodded and chuckled: "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It's a small matter." Feng Sha's eyes were full of sweetness, and she suddenly said softly and coquettishly, "I have nothing to do tonight. Sir, would you like to go out on the boat with me to cross the river and see the beautiful scenery of the moon over the river?"

“You don’t have to worry about that anymore.”

"Everything has been arranged."

Feng Sha's body pressed closer and closer, her face almost resting on his shoulder. "I just want to spend more time with you, young master."

Shi Xuan watched in secret and curled his lips.

This vixen was quite reserved before, but during the past three days together, she has become more and more unscrupulous, and her intimate words and actions come easily to her.

Moreover, she always pushes those two lumps of weight against the lecher, which is really...
The carriage slowly stopped, and the curtain was lifted by an armored female guard. "Master."

Feng Sha pretended to be calm and sat up straight: "Have you returned to the front of the building?"

"Um"

The female guard suddenly lowered her voice and said, "But there is a man standing outside the building holding a sword. It seems he is here for Master Su."

Su Cheng was slightly stunned when he heard this. This was the first time since he entered the imperial city.

He got off the carriage with great interest, his mind shifted slightly, and he suddenly looked at the young man in black clothes in front of the pavilion.

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Pei Wufeng looked solemn, standing silently with his sword in his arms, as if the sharp weapon was about to be unsheathed.

When their eyes met, awe suddenly flashed across his eyes, and even his breathing became disordered for a moment.

Su Cheng walked over calmly and looked around casually: "Are you alone?"

Pei Wufeng's forehead was slightly sweaty. "I am not here as a guard this time, but as a warrior, hoping to learn sword skills from Master Su."

"Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

"If I die at the hands of Master Su, it will prove that my cultivation is not good enough."

Pei Wufeng's eyes were filled with fear, but his expression remained resolute. "Three days ago, I failed to draw that sword. It's become a demon within me. Today, I must wash away this shame!"

"Row."

Su Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "But, I still don't know who you are?"

Pei Wufeng: “.”

(End of this chapter)