Repugnant Gateway Chapter 227

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Cangman Mountain

The middle-aged man in the crystal coffin suddenly opened his eyes. With fury in his eyes, he said, ""You actually dare to think of killing my child. You are really audacious.""

He abruptly pushed open the crystal coffin and sat up. Then, he extended his hand outwards and said, ""Since you've shown yourself, I'll exterminate your body and spirit!""

That hand reached out from the vast and desolate mountain, traveling thousands of kilometers in a flash!

The nineteen devils who had held the upper hand suddenly turned around and ran. In their hands, they opened something that looked like a jewel box. It was only the size of a palm and was filled with ancientness.

When the small box opened, a powerful suction force sucked the entire Nineteen Devils into the box.

Then a few Sanskrit lights flickered on top of the box, and both the Nineteen Devils and the box vanished.

That huge hand arrived a split-second too late, directly slapping a few hundred meters long handprint on the ground.

The handprint sank deep into the ground. It was dozens of meters deep.

Chen Shaobai looked at the handprint and his face turned pale.

If he had been a bit late, he might really have been killed by the Nineteen Devils.

""You're stupid!""

As the voice entered Chen Shaobai's ears, Chen Shaobai's face changed, ""Father … this child knows his mistake.""

""Get back here!""

The voice appeared in Chen Shaobai's mind. Chen Shaobai hesitated for a moment, then glanced over at Fang Bancheng.

""I will send Thirteen to guard him. Come back immediately.""

After saying that, the voice disappeared.

Chen Shaobai shot another glance at Fang Shuncheng, then he put away the Duke Ming Sword and rushed in the direction of the Cangman Mountain.

Fang Gengcheng.

He cleaned up Song Qiao's body and changed into a new set of clothes.

He tried to ask for the opinion of Huotang Tang and Chang Huan to bury Song Qiao, but Song Qiao didn't say a word. He sat on the chair like a statue, staring blankly outside as if he had lost all his consciousness.

Chang Huan was in a better condition than Hutang. After a moment of silence, he told An Zaihai to bury Song Qiao behind the library, which was his.

Yes, that was his library.

Many people knew that Chang Huan liked the practice. Although An Zhe didn't have much contact with the two of them, he could tell from their conversation last time that Chang Huan really was deeply in love with the practice.

But now, it looked like there was a place for Song Qiao to ascend.

Just thinking about it made sense. Although there weren't many interactions between the two in the library, with one on the second floor and the other on the first floor, wasn't this a form of companionship?

An Zaiyue suddenly understood that Chang Huan, Hutang, and Song Qiao were probably from the same Martial Arts Academy.

Or perhaps, Huotang should be Chang Huan and Song Qiao's senior sister.

This was because Huotang had been guarding the library for thirteen years, while Song Qiao had been rising for seven years.

Counting the time, it should be around the time that Chang Huan and the others had just finished their training.

Perhaps there will be a beautiful story, perhaps a sad one.

Both Chang Huan and Song Qiao were fond of reading books in the library. Because they were extremely talented disciples, they were able to ascend to the second floor.

There, together, they met the teacher, the one who had been quietly reading a book.

Perhaps after a long time, both of them would intentionally or unintentionally run to the library.

Maybe they were still friends, and they both knew that they liked this woman.

But when he finally made his choice, Song Huasheng was braver and more persistent than Hutang.

Song Qiusheng chose to enter the library and accompany Huodan Tang.

In seven years the two men might not have spoken to each other at all.

However, such companionship would eventually warm a woman's heart, even if it was made of stone.

Not to mention, her heart wasn't cold to begin with.

Right now, the appearance of the beginner was like a cloud of dust.

And Chang Huan's expression was like that of a dead heart.

An Zeng chose a good spot at the back of the bookstore, and both of them dug a hole, then buried Song Qiao.

new grave

Old person

An Zhe felt that this world was too unfair to the Martial Academies. How could they be so cruel?

They stayed overnight at the Martial Arts Academy without a funeral.

After daybreak, the news reached Empyrean Terminus Palace. An Chengli rushed over with his men.

Not only An Chengli, even people from the Embroidery Palace had come. It was obvious that the palace knew the secret of the academy's school.

Therefore, An Zaiyue became even more furious. Since the brocade palace knew of this secret, why did they still exterminate the Martial Arts Academy?

The representative of the Embroidery Palace was a young eunuch whom An Zuoshi did not know. He had an arrogant and haughty expression on his face.

Apart from being polite in front of An Chengli, he had a condescending att.i.tude in front of everyone else.

""Truly trash. If a person dies, so be it. He even lost something.""

The young eunuch glanced at the new grave behind the bookstore, muttering to himself as he turned to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he saw An Zhe blocking his way.

Of course he knew who the strife was, but he didn't think it would do anything to him.

""What did you say?""

Anjou asked.

The young eunuch was stunned for a moment, before he cupped his hands in a symbolic salute. ""Isn't this Lord An?""

Oh … This servant forgot, you are also the Vice Princ.i.p.al of this run-down courtyard. Speaking of which, you are also the youngest Vice Princ.i.p.al in the history of the Martial Arts Academy.

""However, this servant will be in a hurry to return to the embroidered palace to reply to the order. I'll have to trouble Sir An to make way.""

He looked into the young eunuch's eyes and asked, ""What did you say just now?""

The young eunuch impatiently said, ""This servant is saying that the Martial Arts Academy was not without reason. A group of people guarding a bookstore, and in the end, almost all of the bookstores were torn down by someone from who knows where.""

Since a man's death was too big, this servant was not willing to say anything about it.

Since the empress dowager was being lenient, she wouldn't punish her.

However, even if someone died, scolding them would still be useless. There was no point in scolding them.

Those who are still alive should have a long memory. Otherwise, if something happens again, there will be no need for the Martial Arts Academy to exist. ""

An Zaiyue was so angry that he laughed instead. ""The Martial Arts Academy has existed for so many years, how many talents have they nurtured for the Yan Country?""

Without the Martial Arts Academy, there wouldn't be so many generals who had made outstanding meritorious deeds on the battlefield.

""You, a eunuch, actually dare to slander the Martial Arts Academy.""

The young eunuch's face changed, ""Sir An, can you speak properly?""

An Zhan took a deep breath. ""Kneel before that grave and admit your wrongs. I don't want to kill anyone again.""

""Hahahaha!""

The eunuch laughed. ""I don't want to kill anyone else … Does Sir An mean to say that he killed a lot of people?""

Our law is not a decoration, people who kill people have to be convicted of heavy crimes.

Even if you are Sir An, you can't say such things carelessly.

Although this servant's knees weren't hard, she could only kneel before the empress dowager.

As for the others, this servant really has no need to wait on them. ""

He turned to go, intending to avoid the struggle.

An Chou suddenly kicked the young eunuch's knee, and with a kacha sound, the young eunuch's knee broke. Both of his legs were broken at the same time, breaking off horizontally.

Broken leg bones stabbed out from the knees, and it was covered in blood. It looked especially terrifying.

An Zeng grabbed the young eunuch by the hair and carried him forward. He walked to Song Qiao's grave and threw him there.

""Kneeling here and admitting your wrongs is also a form of blasphemy against him.""

An Zeng looked at the Imperial Guard soldiers who followed behind him and wanted to say something. With a wave of his hand, a long blade automatically flew out from the sheath of one of the Imperial Guard soldiers and landed in An Zhe's hands.

""Even if you kowtow ten thousand times to him for forgiveness now, he will not forgive you.""

""Besides, you didn't ask him to forgive you for your qualifications.""

He raised his hand and the blade fell.

The head fell.

An Zeng threw his knife back, looked at the pale-faced Imperial Guard soldiers and said, ""Whatever you see, say it, I killed him.""

The Imperial Army soldier did not even dare to pick up his knife before he turned and ran.

These soldiers of the Imperial Guards who were arrogant in front of outsiders were now so scared that they rushed out, as if they were running a bit slower. The knives that they were after would chop them off as well.

An Chengli stood at the side and watched. He couldn't help but shake his head. ""It's not rational.""

An Zhan kicked away the young eunuch's corpse. ""You don't even have the qualifications to die here.""

He turned to An Chengli and said, ""I really hope that I have never been a rational person.""

An Chengli shrugged his shoulders. ""Indeed.""

""It's not polite to talk in front of the graves of the dead. Let's go out and talk.""

He bowed to the new grave and muttered something.

He walked to the front of the bookstore and asked An He, ""When do you think I knew you were being irrational?""

An Zeng glanced at him.

An Chengli smiled. ""I knew it when you said the noodles I cooked weren't tasty.""

Ann rolled her eyes at him.

An Chengli said, ""He's just a little unranked character. It's fine if he's killed.""

The empress dowager wasn't stupid enough to do anything to you just because of a young eunuch … although in the empress dowager's eyes, perhaps your weight was the same as that of a small character in her eyes.

""However, the Drizzle Court has just shown you good will, and the court officials are trying to win you over, so the empress dowager will think about the benefits of killing you at this juncture.""

""But … the empress dowager may not have acted, but this guy's master might not.""

An Chengli said, ""I forgot, you all have masters.""

An Chengli glared at An Zhe and said, ""I'll just treat it as if it's not a derogatory remark … This young eunuch's master is the disciple of the newly appointed Chief Eunuch Zhen Dao, the new Chief Eunuch of the Embroidery Palace.""

As you know, this sort of person has never seen the world in the first place.

All of a sudden, their master became the head eunuch. The people who followed their master also felt like they were the same person who had ascended into the heavens like a dog or a chicken. It was truly a complete mess.

Zhen Dao has just been promoted to the position of Chief Eunuch, and your disciple has already had his head chopped off by you.

""Then, what will happen if he doesn't feel well?""

An Chengli said, ""Who knows?""

""Maybe you'll get hemorrhoids if you don't like it.""

As he walked, he spoke to An Zaiyue, ""I will do my best to fight for Mr. Song, and I will give whatever the King's side has to offer.""

But this may not be as simple as you think.

Back then, the people from the Night a.s.sault Martial Arts Academy were too terrifying, and the protector of Empyrean Terminus Palace, Daoist Qian Yuan, was seriously injured after that fierce battle. He had died a hundred years ago, otherwise, he might still be alive right now.

If he really was still alive, then the empress dowager wouldn't even dare to act wildly.

Sometimes, karma is so strange.

Do you think the Jianghu will be involved in the imperial court?

Most people don't think so.

""But that day, Taoist Qian Yuan came to bury the old headmaster, and coincidentally, that guy who came from who knows where came from came back …""

An Chengli sighed. ""In the end, Daoist Yuan was severely injured and could not be cured. Before he died, he could only create a defensive formation, pouring all the power of his cultivation into the formation. He was guarding the Heavenly Temple's last bit of his Profound Qi.""

The activation of the great formation was weak once, so it wouldn't take long for it to completely lose its effect.

Furthermore, the thing that caused people to feel the most speechless was the fact that those below the Great Perfection Stage would not be able to trigger it.

Therefore, it was only because of the appearance of the stone essence spirit that the formation was activated.

""Thus, the Gao Family's people have killed so many people, but the formation still doesn't move at all.""

""That's a bit off … The matters in the martial world will affect the imperial court, and even the w.a.n.g family.""

""Because of the matters of the martial world, Great Yan has become what he is now.""

He sighed, ""Fortunately, I am not someone from the martial arts world.""

An Zhan shook his head. ""You look more like a man from the martial arts world to me.""

An Chengli gave a strange smile, ""You might have gotten it right."""