Chapter 631 Healing the Empress

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and everyone's eyes were focused on Dongxuan Lake in astonishment.

The charred Prince Jing was still trying to escape, but his back was pierced by a sword from the "fake princess".

Lu Yan'er's green dress fluttered in the wind, and the veil on her face was torn off, revealing a face wearing a silver mask.

Prince Jing lowered his head in shock, staring at the tip of the sword protruding from his chest in disbelief.

He could feel that his life force was slipping away, and even his heart was broken, but the little remaining power of the relic allowed him to remain conscious for the last time.

He slowly turned around, turned his head, looked at Lu Yan'er's face blankly, and moved his lips:

"Why...why..."

"Xu Wen," Zhao Duan shouted from a distance, laughing, "If you can bribe her, why can't I?"

Prince Jing suddenly realized!

At this moment, many clues connected in his mind, and he suddenly understood why Lu Yan'er had failed in the assassination attempt at Hu Ting.

and so.

It was that time that Zhao Duan took out enough chips to make Lu Yaner defect...

Of course he was on guard against Lu Yan'er. For example, his hidden true cultivation level was enough to ensure that even if Lu Yan'er turned against him, she would not pose a threat to him.

But... that was business as usual.

At this moment, he was seriously injured and almost exhausted. How could he resist a powerful warlock?
Prince Jing's eyes became fierce and he tried to make one last effort.

Lu Yan'er twisted her wrist first, and violent magic power poured in, instantly crushing Xu Wen's internal organs.

The light in Prince Jing's eyes went out, his life was completely gone, and he became a corpse hanging on the sword.

At this moment, the prince who was the leader of the Eight Kings died.

There was silence, and then someone exclaimed.

It was not until then that the onlookers finally came to their senses and confirmed that Prince Jing was truly dead.

"Dead...dead..."

King Chen murmured, and with the help of his subordinates, he stood up, his eyes were dazed, and he said bitterly:

"it's all over."

Princess Chen was also stunned and realized that once Prince Jing died, Binhaidao would no longer be able to survive.

Even if there are still vassal kings who have not surrendered, this civil war is already in name only. As for the remaining Jiancheng rebels, their defeat is only a matter of time.

"You're going to die now?"

It was even more difficult for Qingshan and his group of warriors to accept.

They could not have imagined that Prince Jing, who was so high-spirited and had asked them to come down the mountain from Qingshan not long ago, died at the hands of Zhao Duan before he even left Binhai.

This result stunned Chai Keqiao and others, and they didn't know whether to leave or stay.

But the broken water flow escaped silently and swiftly.

However, at this moment, the sky suddenly brightened, and people remembered that there was another battle between heaven and man going on above their heads.

At this moment, Zhao Duan also raised his head and saw an extremely huge sword light suddenly lit up in the sky. The sword light stretched for several miles, so mighty that it seemed to swallow up the entire Daluo Island.

This is the empress's most powerful sword.

In the sword light, everyone only saw a dishevelled figure, like a meteorite, wrapped in illusory white fireworks, disappearing in the east in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a piece of arm in the sky fell down like a dead tree. Ji Yue, who was hiding in the water, subconsciously raised his hand and summoned a stream of water to catch it.

"Master——"

A Qingshan disciple cried out in grief; it turned out to be Wu Xiankui's arm!
Did Master Qingshan also lose?

The sword light went out.

In the sky, the empress dressed in white holding the Taia sword did not continue to chase, but floated down. Her cold eyes swept across the ground, catching sight of Duan Shuiliu sneaking away in the distance, and snorted coldly:
"Still want to leave?!"

The empress threw out the Taia sword, a flash of sword light flew out, and the fleeing Duan Shuiliu only felt something circling around his neck.

Then, his head was shocked to see his body running wildly and getting farther and farther away from "himself".

The bodies were separated.

Duan Shuiliu's head fell into the river and his body fell down powerlessly.

A warrior who was standing on the perfection of the world died suddenly!
The empress retracted the Taia sword and once again released a few rays of sword light, which flew in different directions.

Chai Keqiao, Xiao Ran, Qiye and other Qingshan disciples groaned in pain at the same time, their sea of qi was pierced by the sword energy, and they fell to their knees!
On the Yutou Mountain in the distance, the Drunken Sword Immortal and several martial artists beside him, who were about to escape when they saw the situation was not good, were also pierced through the sea of qi by the flying sword energy and fell to the ground seriously injured!

"Bang bang bang-"

At this time, a large number of warships began to sail around Dongxuan Lake, and the soldiers of the Shenji Camp on the ships fired warning shots.

The order they received was that once they heard the "gunfire", they would start to narrow the encirclement and ensure that no one in the area around Dongxuan Lake could escape.

Seeing this scene, a group of "local tyrants" led by Prince Chen completely gave up their last thoughts. Prince Chen and his wife walked out of the crowd and saluted respectfully towards the empress:

"Your Majesty, I am willing to lead the entire Binhai area to surrender unconditionally..."

However, the empress didn't even look at them, but floated straight towards Zhao Duan, who was floating in the water holding a piece of driftwood.

After a fierce battle, the empress was also a little weak. She tapped the lake water lightly with her toes, creating ripples. She looked down at Zhao Duan, who was holding a piece of wood and smiling at her foolishly. She frowned and said anxiously:
"How are you injured? Why can't you get up?"

Zhao Duan, who was holding the wood with bare arms, was very embarrassed and said speechlessly:

"Your Majesty, my clothes were blown away..."

"As for the injury, it's not serious. Hehe, this life and death puppet is really useful, but it's a pity that there is only one..."

When being bombarded, Zhao Duan decisively used the Life and Death Puppet and smeared blood on the scarecrow's eyebrows to transfer the injuries all over his body.

However, although this action saved him from serious injury, the power of the Dragon Soul was still slightly beyond the tolerance of the Life and Death Puppet.

At this moment, his body was empty, without any energy left. He was completely drained and was even weaker than an ordinary person.

At this moment, the lower half of his body was also hidden in the water, and he didn't dare to go ashore at all...

The empress was both angry and amused to see that he was so weak yet still in the mood to joke, and her worries were mostly put to rest.

Just thinking about how Zhao Duan, at the critical moment, actually used "dying together" to deal the heaviest blow to Prince Jing, she was still full of fear, and there was a bit of resentment in her eyes:
"Why are you so reckless? Why are you fighting so hard? You could have just tied him up, and after I defeated Wu Xiankui, I would deal with Xu Wen... Why did you resort to this life-and-death gamble? If... if the life and death puppet fails, wouldn't it be... wouldn't it be..."

Zhao Duan smiled and said:

"Your Majesty said that thing can be used, so I believe it can be used."

The empress was stunned and bit her lip in silence, but the love in her eyes could not be told to outsiders.

"Ahem, Your Majesty, did you just let Wu Xiankui go like that?"

Zhao Duan coughed to remind her that there were many outsiders here and changed the subject.

Xu Zhenguan said calmly:

"Do you think that the Heaven Realm is so easy to kill? I was lucky enough to seriously injure him and cut off one of his arms. However, he dared not show up again in less than half a year."

These words reveal a strong self-confidence.

Zhao Du'an felt a little regretful, but he also knew that wanting to kill Tianren was a bit unrealistic, not to mention that Xuan Yin was eyeing him covetously. Zhen Bao would not really risk his life to kill Wu Xiankui, or pay the price of being seriously injured. That would be unwise.

I had no choice but to temporarily record Wu Xiankui in my small notebook, and wait until I was promoted to a celestial being before settling accounts with him.

"Okay, put on your clothes first."

The empress's mind swept across the water, her face slightly reddened again, she flicked her sleeves, and a gust of wind blew a silver scroll out of the lake and threw it to Zhao Duan.

He stretched out his hand and made hand gestures, causing the nearby water vapor to evaporate into a white mist that enveloped the two people's bodies.

The white mist dissipated, and the empress supported Zhao Duan, who had changed into new clothes, and flew back to the banquet hall where half of the soldiers were injured.

Zhao Duan picked up the sword, and the king and his ministers looked at the Chen Wang couple who were kneeling on the ground and admitting their guilt, as well as a large group of guests.

"Since Prince Chen is willing to surrender, I will grant his permission for the sake of his royal family.

However, Prince Chen's title will be stripped from him immediately, and all military power under his palace will be managed by the Divine Machine Battalion. Prince Chen and his wife will be confined to the palace, awaiting my decision in the future."

The Empress' voice echoed.

The hearts of Prince Chen and his wife sank. They realized that they had chosen sides after the fact, and it was impossible for them to expect the same treatment as the Prince of Huai'an who surrendered earlier. Fortunately, they listened to the Empress' words and were not beheaded. They immediately kowtowed:

"Thank you, my sinner."

At this time, the empress looked at Chai Keqiao and others who were brought ashore by Gongshu Tianyuan and others and whose Qi Sea was broken, and said lightly:
"The Qingshan warrior has violated the law by force and has been handed over to Song Jinxi for custody and transported to the capital to await his fate."

Song Jinxi and other servants hurriedly saluted: "Your servants obey your order!"

At this time, the warships of the Shenji Camp also slowly approached the shore. The commander Shi Meng jumped onto the shore and knelt on one knee to salute:

"I see your Majesty!"

The empress said "yes" and said lightly:
"Immediately, Commander Shi will take over the Binhaidao sailors and reorganize them as soon as possible. Then he will lead the Binhaidao troops and the Huting troops to encircle and suppress the Jiancheng rebels and capture the remnants of Xu Jinglong and his troops."

Prince Jing died, but there was still a Crown Prince who did not follow him, and a group of rebel generals.

However, Prince Jing is dead, Binhaidao has surrendered, and Qingshan's masters have been crippled. It is almost a foregone conclusion that suppressing the rebellion of Jianchengdao will not be difficult at all.

Shi Meng felt like he was still in a dream and couldn't believe that Prince Jing was dead.

And all this happened within just two months after Zhao Duan arrived on the eastern front.

A fantasy.

"Your humble servant obeys your command!" Shi Meng clasped his fists.

The empress nodded, and finally looked at Princess Lu Yan'er who was carrying Prince Jing's body.

Lu Yan'er threw Xu Wen's body to the ground and saluted to the empress:
"Sorcerer Lu Yan'er pays respect to His Majesty."

The empress nodded slightly, with a hint of warmth in her eyes, and smiled:
"Zhao Qing has already told me about you. Don't worry, you have made such a great contribution today. Not only will I not pursue your various actions in building the Dao, but I will also reward you."

Lu Yan'er turned her head and looked at Zhao Du'an, and an earnest voice came from under the silver mask:

"I just want the governor to fulfill his promise."

She wanted to meet Pei Niannu and seek to continue this lineage.

Zhao Duan nodded and said:

"I promised you that I would not break my promise, but I have just experienced a battle and I am really weak. It is difficult for me to ask Senior Pei to meet you for the time being. How about I rest for a few days and recover my cultivation?"

Although Lu Yan'er was a little anxious, she had to agree: "Then I'll wait for a few days."

At this time Xu Zhenguan suddenly said:

"Now that the matter is settled, I will take Zhao Qing back to the capital immediately. If you are in a hurry, you can come to the capital on your own."

Zhao Duan was stunned and a little surprised.

The Queen explained:
"A battle here would cause too much noise. Although it is thousands of miles away, Xuan Yin and even the Dharma King of the Western Regions will definitely feel it. Therefore, I must rush back to the capital immediately to prevent a sneak attack from the Buddhist sect."

I understand the reason, but why do you want to take me along... Zhao Duan was about to speak, and then he understood:

He had just used the Dragon Soul in the battle, and he was so weak at the moment... He was like a piece of Tang Monk's meat. If he stayed, there was no guarantee that something unexpected would happen. The Dragon Soul was of great importance and could not be lost... Besides...

The battle between the Empress and Wu Xiankui would probably consume a lot of energy. If she brings him (Long Po), she will still have the strength to fight even if she encounters Xuan Yin...

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and Zhao Duan nodded to Lu Yan'er. Although the latter was anxious, she dared not resist the empress at all. She had to swallow her anger and decided to go to the capital later.

Well...what he said in front of so many people, the emperor’s words are golden, he shouldn’t break his promise, right?

Lu Yan'er was a little uneasy.

Since he was about to leave, Zhao Duan immediately looked at Yuxiu, Gongshu Tianyuan, Jinjian and Jiyue.

Yuxiu said lightly:
"Master only asked us to help you. Since Prince Jing is dead, we will rush back to the capital to report soon."

Jin Jian nodded vigorously. She was planning to go back to Zhao Duan to collect the debt - this fight couldn't be in vain.

Gongshu Tianyuan was still thinking about his cannon and kept losing his focus.

Ji Yue, a social phobic, was stunned for a moment and whispered, "Wherever the adults go, I will go."

Okay... Zhao Duan sighed. Let them do whatever they want. Anyway, all that's left in the South is to clean up the mess and quell the remnants of the rebellion. Commanders like Shi Meng will be enough.

He looked at Shi Meng again and gave them some instructions, asking them how to report back to Mochou.

Shi Meng patted his chest and guaranteed that he would kill Xu Jinglong, as well as the remnants of the Shen family and Jiancheng as soon as possible.

Zhao Duan did not doubt their abilities. As for himself, apart from being able to assassinate, he was useless in combat command, so there was really no need for him to stay.

Finally, Zhao Duan looked at Song Jinxi again and said:

"You arrange for the shadow guards to go to Jianchengdao to contact Prajna Bodhisattva. Ha, this Bodhisattva has been really patient these days. She doesn't care about the loss of Shenlong Temple. Well, go and tell her that as long as she nods, the court can support her to become the leader of the Buddhist sect in Yu State.

Even... after we defeat the Western Regions, it would not be impossible to make her the Buddha Mother of the world."

The Buddha Mother of the World?
Song Jinxi was stunned for a moment: "Will the female Bodhisattva agree?"

Zhao Duan sneered:

"Of course she will. She has already offended Xuan Yin and now Prince Jing is dead. She has no way out. By the way, if she agrees, she needs to go to the Huai'an Palace to treat Lang Shiba."

He did not forget that he had a subordinate lying to the west.

After giving his orders, Zhao Duan looked towards the empress, only to see Xu Zhenguan chop off Prince Jing's head with a sword and throw it to him:
"Put it on."

Then, the empress grabbed Zhao Duan, and the two of them flew into the air, turning into a sword light and heading northwest.

Only a group of people were left standing there, staring blankly at the disappeared king and his ministers, as well as the devastated scene, in silence for a long time.

Everything that happened today was like a dream.

And everyone present knew that it would not be long before the news of Prince Jing's death, Wu Xiankui's arm being cut off, and his escape being seriously injured would spread like a storm across the entire Dayu.

……

on the sky.

The Taia Sword was magnified many times. The Empress and Zhao Duan stood on the broad blade. The tip of the sword opened up a cone-shaped air shield, blocking the wind from high altitude.

It was not until this moment that the empress's face suddenly turned pale and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Zhao Duan was shocked and hurriedly supported her: "You are injured!"

Xu Zhenguan smiled faintly and said:
"Don't worry, it's not a serious injury. He will recover after a while of rest. Fortunately, we got the cultivation notes of Emperor Taizu, and Wu Xiankui cherishes his life. Otherwise, if we want to cut off his arm, the price we have to pay will not be so small."

Zhao Duan was still worried. In the battle between heaven and man, how could the injuries be minor?
An idea suddenly struck him, and he reached his hand into the empress's dress and pressed on her belly.

?! The empress was stunned for a moment, and stared at him blankly.

Immediately, she felt an extremely pure warm current flowing from her lower abdomen into her qi sea.

The empress's eyes suddenly widened!
"This is... Dragon Soul!?"

(End of Volume 3)
(End of this chapter)

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