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Yan Nantian then formed a sword with his fingers, pressing the tip against Li Gexiao's dantian. The fiery, intense "Wedding Dress Divine Skill" was slowly injected into Li Gexiao's body.
As soon as the power entered his body, Li Gexiao felt Yan Nantian's pain. The feeling of his meridians and flesh being burned was so painful that he couldn't speak.
Fortunately, Li Gexiao had a life full of hardships and had suffered all kinds of crimes. Compared to the torture he endured in the imperial prison, the whole process of transferring his skills was not so difficult.
After a while.
The scalding heat around Yan Nantian dissipated, and his complexion returned to normal, without any trace of pain. However, feeling the emptiness in his dantian, he couldn't help but feel somewhat dazed.
All the hard work I've put in over the decades has been wasted today, benefiting someone else...
"No destruction, no construction. What's there to regret? Can't a real man let go of such a small thing?"
"Weren't you acting all fearless just now?"
Yan Nantian let out a long sigh of relief, nodded and smiled, "Your Highness is right. I shouldn't have been so pretentious. Today, thanks to Your Highness's guidance, I have finally understood the true meaning of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill. I have no way to repay you. If Your Highness ever needs my help in the future, I will gladly die for you!"
"Alright, let's get your skills back first before talking about dying for you." Chu Yang waved his hand. He felt that he was always collecting hero fragments, like Li Gexiao and Yan Nantian. Couldn't he at least get a flawless SSR? (End of Chapter)
Chapter 178. Leng Leng and Zhui Feng! The Civil Official's Counterattack!
178.
After absorbing the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, Li Gexiao's power recovered to about 70-80%. The reason he couldn't recover to his peak was because the power of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill was greatly reduced after the transfer.
On the other hand, Li Gexiao also clearly felt that his martial arts had improved, and when he returned to his peak, he would be stronger than before.
"Lord Li, in addition to the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, I have also passed on to you the Divine Sword Technique that I created myself. If you focus your mind and sense it, you should be able to find the sword energy seed deep in your Qi Sea."
"That is the essence of my life's swordsmanship. I hope it will be helpful for you to take revenge in the future."
Li Gexiao stood up and said with emotion, "I am deeply grateful for Hero Yan's kindness in bestowing merit upon me!"
Yan Nantian laughed and said, "Since I'm going to lose my power anyway, it would be a waste not to pass it on to you. Besides, my sworn brother and I are both weak and helpless now, so I'll have to ask you to take care of us."
"We dare not delay Your Highness's sightseeing. Please drop us off when you pass through Jinling City."
Li Gexiao smiled and said, "What a coincidence, our trip is to Jinling City to find someone."
Jiang Feng was overjoyed and exclaimed, "We really are destined to meet!"
He thought this chance encounter would end there, but fate had other plans. Chu Yang shook his head, walked out of the courtyard, mounted his horse, and rode further and further into the distance.
"Hurry up and pack your bags. Remember to keep up. If the prince walks too fast, we won't be able to catch up."
Li Gexiao gave a reminder, then sat directly on the large wolfhound, urging it to follow Chu Yang closely.
The caravan followed behind the two as before, except that there was now a world-class swordsman on the carriage.
As the group headed to Jinling City, news of the annihilation of the Twelve Constellations spread like wildfire throughout the martial arts world.
There were rumors circulating in the imperial court, but they never reached the emperor's ears, stopping at the Six Doors and the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
The two sides seemed to have reached some kind of consensus and were trying their best to cover up Chu Yang's every move in order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble and affecting the stability of the court.
The Six Doors were responsible for cleaning up the mess. They were in charge of sweeping away the complex underworld forces under the Twelve Constellations. Anyone who had seen Chu Yang would be killed on the spot.
The leader was Leng Feng, whose name Chu Yang had joked was his special skill, and who was also Leng Leng, as Li Gexiao had mentioned.
No one in the Six Doors dared to mention Leng Feng's name directly in front of her.
There's a high chance she'll cripple him.
Just because she had a man's name, she coldly broke ties with her father for many years.
"It seems the news was true. That guy surnamed Li is really cured. He even managed to kill Black Dog Star from the Twelve Constellations. That drunkard is recovering quite well..."
Leng Leng had just extracted information about Li Gexiao from some prisoners and couldn't wait to share it with her senior brother, Zhui Feng.
"Lord Li is our senior, so watch your words. Don't let Master hear you, or you'll get scolded again."
Zhui Feng gave Leng Leng, who was speaking without thinking, a helpless reprimand, but he was thinking about something else.
"I know, senior brother. Why do you always look so gloomy? It's because of your long face that you scared away Ninth Junior Sister. She would rather wander the world than marry you."
"I've said it so many times, there's no romantic relationship between me and Junior Sister Dog. I've always treated her like a younger sister!"
"Could you please correct your accent first?"
"What changes do you want to make to the standard version of the speech that I've been torturing?"
"Sigh... Forget it, what good is it if only we know your thoughts? You have to tell your master what you're thinking!"
"No, Master has been incredibly kind to me, I cannot let him down."
"Then you shall marry Ninth Junior Sister!"
"No, I've always treated her like a younger sister. How can we get married without romantic feelings? Free love is encouraged now!"
"This won't do, that won't do, are you trying to fool me? Get out of my sight right now, you bastard!"
"The Six Doors are in a state of panic right now; it's truly a turbulent time."
Thinking of the current situation of the Six Doors, Leng Leng couldn't help but look worried, just like Zhui Feng's expression just now.
"Master was dismissed from his post for no reason. What did we do wrong to displease the Emperor?"
“I’ve been thinking about this too. I didn’t have any clue before, but the current situation with the twelve constellations has given me some ideas.”
"what?"
"It's most likely related to His Highness the Wise Prince..."
"The one who roamed the martial world with Ninth Junior Sister, and is now being protected by that drunkard?"
"it's him."
"You mean His Highness the Wise Prince is a threat to..."
"Junior sister, watch your words!"
After a moment of cold silence, he slowly said, "Senior brother, I understand what you mean, but hasn't Master's hard work over the years been enough to earn the emperor's trust?"
Zhui Feng said meaningfully, "Once you sit on that dragon throne, suspicion becomes your nature..."
Leng Leng suddenly found the vast imperial court utterly boring, including the so-called Six Doors and Four Great Constables. Everything they did seemed meaningless; the one on the dragon throne could turn their efforts into a joke with just a thought.
"Senior brother, please help me with the cleanup of the twelve constellations."
"Where are you going?"
"Let's go for a walk. It's so oppressive here that it's hard to breathe. I think I understand why that prince left with Ninth Junior Sister. He probably felt the same way."
……
Beizhen Fusi.
Zheng Dongliu sat upright in the main hall, listening to Zuo Qianhu's report, his fingers constantly rubbing against the chair, unable to hide his excitement.
"That brat really does have a chance to recover!"
"He didn't even come back to tell me such good news in person!"
"The destruction of the twelve constellations is a great achievement. I can plead with the Emperor to reinstate him to his original position."
"Why don't you come back..."
As Zheng Dongliu spoke, he began to sigh.
Commander Zuo said softly, "My lord, there is something I am not sure if I should say."
Zheng Dongliu frowned and said, "Speak! It's just the two of us, what's there to hide?"
Zuo Qianhu explained, "The reason why Lord Li hasn't returned is probably because he doesn't want to involve us. He's afraid that you'll be suspected by the Emperor like Guo Juxia."
Zheng Dongliu said, "His Majesty is only worried about Lord Guo's health, don't talk nonsense!"
"Whether I'm making this up or not, it's an undeniable fact that Lord Li is currently traveling with His Highness Prince Xian. Coupled with his feud with Grand Secretary Yan, if he returns, not only will he become a thorn in His Majesty's side, but the Embroidered Uniform Guard will also be affected."
"We are wearing these flying fish robes entirely because of His Majesty's support. If we can't get along with His Majesty, we're basically not far from death."
Zuo Qianhu spoke very frankly, and Zheng Dongliu understood what he meant.
Li Gexiao will return one day, but only for Yan Song's head. From the moment he chose to travel with Chu Yang, he stood on the opposite side of the current emperor.
As the emperor's henchmen, the Embroidered Uniform Guard may one day stand on the opposite side of Li Gexiao, and Zheng Dongliu, as the commander, may even turn against Li Gexiao with swords drawn.
This is the cruelest thing.
Compared to a carefree prince leaving the capital to roam the world, Guo Bujing's dismissal was a major earthquake in the court.
Most officials believed the emperor's explanation and understood the burden of Guo Bujing holding two positions. However, a very few high-ranking officials still noticed something amiss.
Grand Secretary Yan Song hosted a small tea party at his home, inviting a host of high-ranking officials from the court. The hall was filled with officials of the third rank and above.
The lineup of Xu Jie, the second-in-command of the cabinet, Zhang Juzheng, the grand secretary of the cabinet, and the ministers of the six ministries resembled a small imperial court, and Yan Song was no different from the emperor in this setting.
The vacancy for the Imperial Guard instructor was so tempting that even the civil service officials were eyeing it.
With strong military support, the civil service could shake off its decline, rise above other forces, and regain its former power.
Since ancient times, civil and military affairs have been irreconcilable.
It has become commonplace for civil and military officials to fight each other.