Martial Arts Crossover: My Wife is the Top Scholar

Zhao Yuanyan and Chai Yu had made countless preparations for usurping the throne; they couldn't be persuaded with mere words!
In the end, whether he was right or wrong, a second battle was inevitable. Hearing Li Zhaoting recite poetry, Zhao Zhen felt as refreshed as drinking cool tea on a sweltering summer day.

The magical artifacts brought out by the old ministers who were fighting the dragon were either bestowed by the late emperor or the founding emperor, and there was even Tao Sanchun, who was of the ancestral level and dared to chop down Zhao Kuangyin.

Only Li Zhaoting used Zhao Zhen's imperial sword to slay demons and eliminate treacherous officials, and his words, "Your Majesty bestowed upon me the imperial sword," were incredibly satisfying.

As expected of my "Minister Li"!

According to the generational calculations from Grandma Tao, this Minister Li is my distant cousin. No wonder he seems more and more pleasing to the eye. I will bestow upon him a princely title tomorrow.

Chai Yu sneered: "Li Zhaoting, no matter how powerful your swordsmanship is, you are still just a mortal. After your battle with Senior Huangfu, how much of your strength do you have left?"

Li Zhaoting held up five fingers.

"Fifty percent? Based on your habits, you've been holding back at least twenty percent of your power. I'd say you still have seventy percent left!"

Li Zhaoting bent down one finger.

"What? I was right!"

Li Zhaoting bent down another finger.

"Li Zhaoting, how dare you look down on me!"

Li Zhaoting bent another finger.

"I have two last words to say, right?"

Only the middle finger stands tall in front of the big dragon.

"Finally, Li Zhaoting, I want you to understand one thing: the Heavenly Sword is not invincible! The sword that counters the Heavenly Sword is not the Absolute Sword, but—the Demonic Sword!"

Before he finished speaking, the dragon head drew his sword.

"clank!"

A stirring piano melody drifted from mid-air.

The battle between Feng Suzhen and Fairy Jinghuan has reached its final stage. Fairy Jinghuan is using her illusion magic with all her might, and Feng Suzhen's demon-subduing zither is reaching its final climax.

The fight between the two was extremely boring.

Fairy Jinghuan formed a hand seal, with a bronze mirror hanging above her head, reflecting back and forth in front of Feng Suzhen. Feng Suzhen sat cross-legged, plucked the strings of her zither, and played a tune.

This process was peaceful and serene, without any upheaval or cataclysmic events, not even a single tile was shattered; only extreme oppression remained.

Anyone who gets within thirty feet of the two will be suppressed by their mysterious and divine domain, their mind thrown into chaos, sometimes clear-headed, sometimes insane.

In the transition between madness and clarity, the Yang God was torn into countless pieces, and his brain was shattered into pieces like tofu.

In fact, the Demon-Subduing Qin has offensive techniques and can unleash the Formless Sound Barrier. The Fuxi Divine Heaven Echo can even overturn rivers and seas with sound waves and reverse the universe with its melody.

As the leader of the White Lotus Sect, Fairy Jinghuan is proficient in countless secret techniques. The magnificent scene of flowers falling from the sky and golden lotuses springing from the ground is merely the prelude to her appearance.

However, in a true life-or-death battle, Fairy Jinghuan would not consider grand gestures, and Feng Suzhen had no interest in blowing up the palace; she only sought the most extreme form of attack.

The two were competing in—refining their spirit!
In the material realm, almost nothing has changed.

In the realm of the spirit, the two engaged in thousands upon thousands of life-or-death battles, with Fairy Disenchantment creating 589 kinds of "love tribulations" for Feng Suzhen, a woman consumed by infatuation.

Each "love tribulation" torments Li Zhaoting and Feng Suzhen with various real-life stories, leaving them unable to be together each time, ultimately leading to their separation by death.

Li Zhaoting became a general guarding the frontier and resisting foreign tribes, while Feng Suzhen was a spy from the foreign tribe who stole the defensive formation map, ultimately leading to the annihilation of the entire army.

To avoid implicating Li Zhaoting, Feng Suzhen took the initiative to commit suicide by slashing her own neck. The scene of her falling into Li Zhaoting's arms was witnessed by the child, who then became corrupted by evil.

In the next illusion, Li Zhaoting becomes a dashing and romantic scholar, while Feng Suzhen is a courtesan.

The two hit it off immediately and made a vow to be together for three lifetimes. Just as they were deeply in love, Li Zhaoting passed the imperial examination with top honors and won the admiration of the Grand Tutor's daughter, and was about to rise to prominence.

In order not to jeopardize Li Zhaoting's future, Feng Suzhen committed suicide by jumping into the water. When outsiders found out about this, they used it to threaten Li Zhaoting. In order to keep the secret, Li Zhaoting had no choice but to kill several people in succession, and finally committed suicide in court.

From folk legends to myths, from civil and military officials to ordinary people, from noble ladies to courtesans of exceptional beauty and talent, from gentle and refined nobles to vegetarian monks and Taoist priests, all kinds of love tribulations are intertwined and strike the deepest part of the heart.

From gods to demons to ghosts, from the Eight Immortals' Journey to the East to the Legend of the White Snake to A Chinese Ghost Story, Ananda transformed into a stone bridge for love, guarding it for 1,500 years, while a young girl transformed into a tree for love, standing tall at the bridgehead.

There is the overwhelming ferocity of flooding Jinshan Temple, and the mountains of corpses and seas of blood where the entire army is wiped out. Sometimes gods and immortals are moved by love and fight until the sky collapses and the earth cracks. Sometimes demons also have feelings and love until the sea dries up and the rocks crumble. The net of love is like a bronze furnace, refining infatuated men and women. The tribulation of love is like a guillotine, cutting down gods, immortals and Buddhas. Lovers find it hard to escape the net of love, while heartless people say they are heartless but are actually full of feelings.

Feng Suzhen repeatedly broke through the illusion of love tribulations. Fairy Jinghuan figured out Feng Suzhen's thoughts. The love tribulations, which seemed real yet illusory, reached their final life. In this life, Feng Suzhen was still Feng Suzhen, and Li Zhaoting was still Li Zhaoting. The only difference was that Li Zhaoting did not know martial arts and was a poor scholar who could not carry anything.

The Feng and Li families were old friends, and the two children were betrothed since childhood. However, Feng's mother looked down on the pedantic scholar Li Zhaoting and held a martial arts contest to find a husband, deliberately embarrassing Li Zhaoting.

The sons of princes and nobles, the sons of prime ministers, and even Princess Tianxiang all came to compete in martial arts to find a husband.

With the help of the female swordswoman who was disguised as a man, Li Zhaoting won, but how could a poor scholar like him possibly escape the framing and slander of the son of a nobleman?
Ultimately, Li Zhaoting was unjustly imprisoned, while Feng Suzhen faked her death to escape. In order to save Li Zhaoting, Feng Suzhen changed her name to Feng Shaomin and participated in the imperial examination, becoming the top scholar.

The emperor admired Feng Shaomin's looks and talent, and arranged a marriage between them. Feng Suzhen became the imperial consort, and she and the stinky hero were a fake couple, sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams every day.

The fabricated stories could not sway Feng Suzhen in the slightest. Even if the stories of Gong Jiu, Lu Xiaofeng, and Cui Mingchong were rearranged, and the stories of Bai Suzhen and Nie Xiaoqian were swapped, it still had no effect.

Feng Suzhen's "anchor" is Li Zhaoting.

Li Zhaoting is neither a passionate monk nor a vengeful ghost.

To deal with Feng Suzhen, we must start with the identities of Feng Suzhen and Li Zhaoting themselves, and create a logical "realistic illusion" based on their experiences.

Feng Suzhen's story is true. If Li Zhaoting didn't know martial arts, he would just be an ordinary, impoverished scholar from a declining family. Everything in the illusion would turn from falsehood to reality, and the truth would pierce his heart.

This technique is unlikely to be very effective against Wang Shenglan, who is all muscle and brains, but it often works wonders against Feng Suzhen, who is highly talented, erudite, and has a penchant for intellectual pursuits, guiding her away from her inner demons.

The inner demon leads Zhuang Zhou to dream of butterflies!
Was Zhuangzi transformed into a butterfly, or a butterfly transformed into Zhuangzi?

What you see, hear, and experience—is it real or fake? Is Li Zhaoting an invincible, supreme swordsman, or just an impoverished scholar? In the end, is the story of the female imperial consort a tragedy for the lovers?

The spiritual world is a thousand years in a second.

Perhaps your whole life has been a lie and an illusion.

When Feng Suzhen uses "logic" to analyze the illusion created by Fairy Disenchantment, she will fall into the trap of Zhuangzi's butterfly dream and be gradually disturbed by the illusion.

Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies, and butterflies dreamed of Zhuang Zhou.

Reality is illusion, illusion is reality.

Countless threads of love, ghosts of love, and tribulations of love weave the ending for this story. Feng Suzhen's fingers trembled rapidly as she plucked the strings of her zither, and the melody changed.

Feng Suzhen was unable to play the Demon-Subduing Qin, let alone the Fuxi Divine Heaven Echo. The melody was chaotic, and her mind was even more chaotic, causing the strings of the qin to snap one by one.

Just as Fairy Jinghuan smiled, feeling that her Seven Emotions Bewitching Technique had reached its peak, the shattered strings of the zither vibrated with a stirring melody.

It resembles a local opera, but it is not a local opera.

It's like a country folk song, yet it contains both the common and the refined.

Feng Suzhen gently stroked the red robe of the top scholar on her body, straightened the official hat on her head, and let the illusion be real or false, let the inner demon guide and the demon-subduing zither transform and merge with each other, and let Zhuang Zhou and butterflies fly around in her mind.

He drew his sword from its sheath and sang while playing it.

Feng Suzhen recalled their wedding night, when the two were deeply in love and Li Zhaoting was spouting nonsense.

"My lord, do you know that when I first saw you, I felt the stars of love were about to move me, as if we were destined to be together through a past life, a bond that I will never forget."

“Suzhen, I have the same feeling. I once had a dream in which I offended a powerful person, and that person plotted against me and imprisoned me at the bottom of the Heavenly Prison.”

To save me, Suzhen rushed to the capital, disguised herself as a man, participated in the imperial examination, passed with flying colors, and stood out from the crowd. She caught the emperor's eye, and he made Suzhen his son-in-law..."

When Feng Suzhen recalled the little tune that Li Zhaoting hummed casually when she mentioned this story, it was similar to Huangmei Opera, but not Huangmei Opera. It used the common to express the refined, perfectly blending highbrow and lowbrow culture.

My wife has the talent of a top scholar...

The top scholar in the imperial examination will be chosen as the emperor's son-in-law, and the emperor's daughter will be chosen as the emperor's son-in-law...

To save Li Lang, I left my home.
Who would have thought he would become the top scholar in the imperial examination?
The top scholar wears a red robe~
Wearing palace flowers in your hat is so nice and fresh!
I have also attended the Qionglin Banquet.
I also rode my horse in front of the Imperial Street~
Everyone praises my handsome looks!
It turns out the gauze hat covered Chanjuan~
I didn't become the top scholar in the imperial examination to gain fame.
I didn't become a high-ranking official by taking the imperial examination.
For the sake of the amorous Young Master Li~
A loving couple, a perfect union like flowers in full bloom and the moon shining brightly.
When singing the first four lines, Feng Suzhen leisurely awoke from her illusion. When singing the middle four lines, Feng Suzhen was spirited, high-spirited, and dashing. When singing the last four lines, the music ended and the plectrum was drawn across her heart. The four strings sounded like tearing silk, and the boats on the east and west were silent. Only Feng Suzhen's slightly resentful complaint remained...

Especially when singing the word "affectionate".

He was indeed a "passionate" young master Li.

No one can match him in being "passionate".

Feng Suzhen put away her broken zither and said calmly, "Fairy Disenchantment, does it matter whether the world is real or illusory, whether it's Zhuangzi dreaming of being a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of being Zhuangzi? I only know that I am happy. No matter what the world becomes, whether it's real or illusory, as long as Feng Suzhen and Li Zhaoting are together, I feel happy!"

Fairy Disenchantment remained calm and asked, "Li Zhaoting is a notorious womanizer. How much sincerity does he have for you?"

Feng Suzhen said, "A good husband must be someone I truly like. I only wish him well. I am happy when he is well, and I am not happy when he is not well. As long as he is well, I am happy whether I am well or not. This feeling is what it means to truly like someone and sincerely love him."

Jinghuan: "That's disgusting!"

Feng Suzhen nodded: "You created over five hundred illusions to disgust me, so of course I have to say something disgusting to you. This is called an eye for an eye!"

Jinghuan: "In this life, one can either be a chivalrous hero who will be remembered for eternity or a villain who will be infamous for ten thousand years. I can't be a chivalrous hero, so I can only be a villain. It's better to be able to disgust others before I die, and then be disgusted by others, and pass away in disgust and nausea than to be a bowl of plain water."

As soon as she finished speaking, blood flowed from Jinghuan's seven orifices.

In this contest of spiritual refinement, Feng Suzhen broke through the 589 illusions created by Jinghuan, and Jinghuan's Yang God shattered, leaving her only able to utter three last words.

As the music ended, the illusion vanished, and the Fairy Disenchantment perished.

As the music of the zither accompanied his moves, Chai Yu, the Dragon Head, had evolved his swordsmanship to its final stage. The swordsmanship that Chai Yu used before was magnificent and was the royal swordsmanship.

Until Li Zhaoting faced off against the Azure Dragon Society, until Li Zhaoting transformed from a greenhorn into the world-renowned Heavenly Sword at an astonishing speed.

The major players had to make changes.

The world is constantly changing.

Those who do not make changes will surely die.

Change or stagnate and decay.

The big boss is clearly unwilling to decay and rot.

The major player has decided to make changes.

However, the foundation of the Great Dragon Head is swordsmanship.

There are countless paths to swordsmanship. Even if there were a hundred Dugu Qiubais, the path to swordsmanship would not be interrupted. But the Great Dragon Head Camp is busy with its affairs and obsessed with intrigues and schemes. How can it have the mind to study the way of the sword? It can only learn a certain sword technique.

However, Li Zhaoting is the Heavenly Sword.

The metaphysical sword, unparalleled throughout history, revered by all swords, and worshipped as a divine supreme sword.

No matter what sword technique Da Longtou learns, he will be completely countered by Li Zhaoting. He won't even have the courage to draw his sword. Li Zhaoting's shout can shatter his sword intent.

The only remaining option for the major players is to focus on one thing.

—The Demon Sword!
—A demonic sword capable of destroying the heavens and the earth!

The Heavenly Sword represents peace and is full of vitality;

The Demon Sword represents death and is filled with destruction;

The closer one is to the brink of despair, the more selfless and fearless one becomes; the more surrounded and besieged, even to the point of self-destruction, the more one must unleash their strongest power. In this world, there happens to be an invincible demonic sword technique, which the Great Dragon Head has mastered.

One sword, two swords, three swords, four swords...

The Great Dragon Head lowered his head, staring at his sword. His eyes seemed to burn with flames, yet also seemed to freeze with ice. Although his sword was still in his hand, all variations had been exhausted. So far, the Great Dragon Head had used fourteen sword strikes, while Li Zhaoting had only used one.

If the Great Dragon Head's sword was a venomous snake, then Li Zhaoting's sword was a nail, deeply embedded in the snake's vital spot, pinning it to death.

The big boss is not afraid of death.

Only those who are not afraid of death can turn defeat into victory in desperate situations and seize a glimmer of hope.

Everyone thought the dragon head was doomed, including Liu E. But at that moment, the nailed sword suddenly began to vibrate strangely.

Everything in the world came to a standstill.

What was moving suddenly stopped.

Absolute stillness.

Apart from this constantly vibrating sword, there was no other life in the world. Li Zhaoting's sword was originally vivid and lifelike, but as the dragon head made his move, it was as if the name of Li Zhaoting's sword had been crossed out by the judge of the underworld.

Within this space, all life and power were taken away by this sword, including the Great Dragon Head itself. He entered a state of complete self-forgetfulness, his spirit transcending and controlling everything. In his heart, everything in the world no longer existed, not even his physical body. His sword could pierce wherever he wanted.

Nothing could stop his sword.

This sword strike is "death".

When death comes, what power in the world can stop it? Of all things in the world, who can live forever, who can remain immortal?
Compared to this sword strike, Li Zhaoting's usual "Heaven and Earth Lose Color" is as immature as a child. The illusion created by Fairy Disenchantment will be pierced through by this sword, and Fairy Disenchantment's Yang spirit will be annihilated from the world along with it.

This sword strike completely obscured the brilliance of the sun, moon, and stars.

With this one sword strike, the three souls and seven spirits were completely annihilated.

This single sword strike overturned heaven and earth, and caused the stars to shift and the constellations to change.

This sword strike killed all living beings and annihilated the three realms.

All light was extinguished. The only light that the eyes could see and the spirits could perceive was the sword light, which was filled with destruction and killing intent. This sword light was like a judge's pen, which could scatter a person's soul with just a light stroke.

Even powerful figures like Liu E and Tao Sanchun could only watch helplessly as the sword energy of the Great Dragon Head, capable of destroying everything, pierced towards Li Zhaoting. Their Yang spirits were forced to leave their bodies by the sword intent, and the connection between their Yang spirits and bodies was severed by the sword energy. They could feel their blood flowing and their vital energy changing, but they could not move an inch.

The only thing that could move was the sword of the dragon's head.

Only this sword light could destroy the heavens and the earth.

Fifteen Deadly Swords - Annihilation of Heaven and Earth!
Excitement gleamed in the eyes of the dragon head. If this sword could kill Li Zhaoting, from now on, he would be a legend in the martial arts world, the number one in the world!

The sword's edge approached Li Zhaoting with apparent slowness but actually swiftness.

The destructive effect of this sword strike was far too extreme.

Even his own sword energy was destroyed by the sword intent.

The dragon head can only kill with the "sword's edge".

Just as the sword tip was a foot away from Li Zhaoting, Li Zhaoting suddenly raised his head, extended his left hand, and with a gentle smile on his face, gently pinched the sword between his index and middle fingers.

A clear finger!
We are in perfect harmony!
The sword intent that could annihilate heaven and earth and scatter souls, the demonic sword that reached its peak and could kill all things, could not advance even half an inch in front of Li Zhaoting's two fingers.

The Fifteen Deadly Swords are swords that are guaranteed to kill.

One sword strike, and death is certain.

If you can't kill the enemy, you'll kill yourself.

Killing intent and death intent are two-way.

If the killing intent, deathly aura, and earth-shattering sword intent on the sword's edge cannot be poured onto the enemy, these forces will return to the body through the sword's edge.

Li Zhaoting raised his right hand and brandished the imperial sword.

A flash of white light appeared before the dragon's eyes, followed by a sharp pain in his throat. He collapsed to the ground, powerless. His neck had been cut open by the sword energy, but no blood flowed out.

The deadly sword intent of the Fifteen Deadly Swords had already destroyed the Great Dragon Head's spirit and energy, exhausting his life force. When he fell to the ground, his body was as fragile as porcelain.

"Crack!"

The dragon head shattered into pieces scattered all over the ground.

Zhao Yuanyan's ambition also shattered.

“I lost! You won! Liu E, you have won against me again. As the victors, you deserve a reward. I will never beg for mercy.”

How could the golden branch willingly submit to a subject? The jade crown has hung empty for thirty years.

He would wash the imperial palace in blood, and would not rest in peace until he sat on the dragon throne.

The throne is mine!
I am the emperor... the emperor..."

Black blood spilled from the corner of Zhao Yuanyan's mouth as he collapsed weakly to the ground. He crawled step by step toward the crudely made dragon throne in the imperial study, sat on it, gently stroked Zhao Zhen's jade seal, and opened the memorial presented by Kou Zhun.

"Clap!"

Zhao Yuanyan pressed a button on the memorial.

"I am the emperor!"
I am the emperor today!

Hahahahahahahahahaha…

Zhao Yuanran laughed wildly a few times, then stopped breathing.

He shattered his own heart meridian, deliberately dissipated all his internal energy, and allowed the deadly poison to flow through his eight extraordinary meridians.

Tao Sanchun sighed, "Why bother!"

Zhao Zhen said softly, "My imperial uncle was murdered by the leader of the Azure Dragon Society. From this day forward, all members of the Azure Dragon Society are traitors who have rebelled and caused chaos. They are guilty of all heinous crimes and must be killed!"

With the fall of Fairy Jinghuan, the death of the Great Dragon Head, and the suicide of Zhao Yuanyan, all the men they brought, whether elites of the Azure Dragon Society or elite soldiers of the White Lotus Sect, were wiped out. The battle within the imperial city was thus completely over.

Unable to break through Hua Manlou's defenses, Shen Mufeng's vital energy was exhausted. Seeing that more and more experts were surrounding him, he was unwilling to be surrounded and killed, so he deliberately severed his heart meridian.

Gong Jiu and Lu Xiaofeng fought fiercely for a thousand moves, but Lu Xiaofeng broke through all of Gong Jiu's moves. When the battle reached its peak, Lu Xiaofeng unleashed his strongest move, "Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens," in which his Yang spirit transformed into a colorful phoenix, shattering Gong Jiu's internal organs.

Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue clashed with their swords atop the imperial city. After several exchanges, they decisively exchanged blows, and Ye Gucheng was killed in the process.

When Shan Yuru tried to escape, Qin Mengyao and Feng Suzhen blocked her way. Her demonic powers were broken by Qin Mengyao, and she went from being a stunningly beautiful woman to being skinned, white-haired, and emaciated.

Feng Suzhen swept through the enemy ranks with a single move, beheading Shan Yuru to prevent her from faking her death and escaping.

All the Seven Great Fiends and the Amethyst Sect were captured by the Imperial Guards; not a single one escaped.

Pang Tong was imprisoned in the imperial prison to await trial.

Before they knew it, the battle had lasted from dusk until midnight, and everyone, from the participants to the Imperial Guards cleaning up, was exhausted.

Mi Cangqiong, Yuan Shisanxian, Tang Zhuquan, Cao Zhengchun and other masters were all seriously injured. Li Zhaoting fought two battles in a row, and Feng Suzhen fought fiercely against Fairy Jinghuan. She was inevitably a little tired and needed to rest for a night.

The palace's top experts are receiving treatment at the Imperial Medical Academy.

Li Zhaoting returned to the Jingyuan Marquis's residence with his beautiful wives, concubines, relatives, and friends to rest. Apart from the palace maids, eunuchs, and imperial guards who were cleaning, only the Funing Palace, where Liu E lived, was still lit. The imperial study had been destroyed by Li Zhaoting and the Grand Dragon Head, so they could only work in the Funing Palace.

The wounded needed medical treatment, the palace needed repairs, disgraced officials needed punishment, and meritorious officials needed rewards. One task after another left Zhao Zhen overwhelmed with worries.

Rest is impossible.

At least before tomorrow's morning court session, we must get the basic framework in place and reward meritorious officials. For example, we must give Li Zhaoting more benefits in his reward.

After all, the two are relatives.

Since he was a member of the imperial family, they could bypass all the messy rules and bestow a princely title upon Li Zhaoting.

Incidentally, the princess was betrothed, and the two were to marry as soon as possible.

Empress Liu frowned, as the number of rebels reported by Bian Mouting seemed to be inconsistent with the actual number.

Zhao Yuanyan is the "Purple Star".

He had rebels under his command arranged according to the Eight Trigrams.

"Kun" refers to Prince Yao;
"Xun" is Palace Nine;

"Zhen" refers to Zhu Wushi;
"Kan" refers to Zhao Yuanyan's military advisor;

"Li" refers to Pang Tong;

“Gen” refers to Bian Mouting;
"Dui" refers to the Fairy Disenchantment.

Of the guards assigned to Bian Mouting, Chi Zunxin, Qian Luo, and Shen Mufeng participated in the battle, while the boy named Bai Choufei remained unseen.

Who is "Qian"?

It's understandable that Zhu Wushi didn't take action, but why didn't Zhao Yuanran's strategist show up at all?

According to Bian Mouting's account, besides Prince Yao and Zhao Yuanran, the person in the "Qian" position was also a member of the imperial family. Why was he absent...?

It's understandable that the leader of the Green Dragon Society, Chai Yu, would fight Li Zhaoting to the death. Li Zhaoting was after the identity of the leader of the Green Dragon Society, and regardless of whether he was a member of the royal family or Chai Yu, Li Zhaoting was determined to kill him without mercy.

Why did Zhao Yuanran die so quickly?
After enduring so many years, why can't I suddenly take it anymore?

Isn't it?

Just as Liu E was pondering the problem, the Imperial Guards who were cleaning up the battlefield outside suddenly surrounded the Funing Palace in neat formation, and the gate was kicked open.

Zhu ignored the urge and struck Liu E with a palm.

Liu E waved her hand, releasing the Heavenly Demon Force Field. The palace was Liu E's domain. Within the palace, Liu E was the undisputed leader of the Heavenly Gang and an unparalleled master. After gradually relinquishing her power, Liu E's martial arts skills became even more superior.

In just three moves, the two fought their way outside the palace.

Only Zhao Zhen remained in the palace.

And Guan Da, the commander of the Imperial Guards!
With a whoosh of wind, the Prince of Xiangyang, dressed in a dragon robe, strode into the Funing Palace and laughed wildly, "Zhao Zhen, you've been emperor for so many years, you must be tired. Give me your throne! I will take your place as emperor!"

Zhao Zhen shouted, "Protect the Emperor!"

Guan Da remained unmoved.

The imperial guards remained motionless.

Guan Da is a child dressed in crimson blood.

He was an undercover agent planted by Liu E in the Bloodstained Hall.

He was also a double agent for the Blood-Clad Hall Master.

The Prince of Xiangyang laughed wildly, "Let me show you the military strategy left by Emperor Wu of Wei! You are the type of soldiers who, after a victory, become arrogant, and then they are defeated. We just suffered a defeat, and we are the type of soldiers who, after a defeat, become sorrowful, and then they are victorious! Didn't expect that, did you! The plan is divided into two parts; I am the true Ziwei Star!" (End of Chapter)