novelhk Chapter 60 The Road Ahead
Chapter 60 The Road Ahead
The one dressed in black, holding an iron shovel, was naturally Wu Zhu.
The one dressed in khaki cloth and carrying a straight knife was the messenger who was to take Wu Zhu back to the temple.
At this moment, Wu Zhu stood a foot away from the yellow-robed messenger and said in a monotonous and arrhythmic voice, "Why have you come?"
"I'm coming to get you back." The messenger's voice was utterly devoid of emotion.
Wu Zhu's face remained expressionless: "Go back to the temple, and I won't kill you."
A strange look flashed in the cold, clear eyes of the commoner, but he said in a calm tone, "You come back with me."
Their conversation was brief and concise, as if it carried a strange rhythm.
And their actions were the same.
After the negotiations broke down, they immediately started fighting without saying a word!
Wu Zhu suddenly raised his arm, and the iron halberd in his hand did not tremble at all, but stabbed straight into the chest of the commoner.
Almost simultaneously, the commoner also moved, wielding the ordinary straight sword that could be seen everywhere in the Qing Kingdom.
Their speed was so fast that it could be said to have completely exceeded the limits of human vision.
Even a ninth-rank martial artist would be completely blind here, unable to keep up with any of their movements.
Unless... it is an existence that surpasses the ninth rank.
At that moment, there was only one person left in the palace!
As Wu Zhu and the commoner simultaneously transformed into afterimages and charged at each other, their weapons already piercing each other's bodies, a figure suddenly appeared beside them!
As if the journey had been completely skipped, Li Yuan appeared there in an instant.
The next moment, both of his arms shot out!
While changing the landing point of the weapons in Wu Zhu and the Yellow-Clad Envoy's hands, both palms pierced straight through their abdomens, and then quickly withdrew again!
Wu Zhu and the commoner's body stiffened simultaneously, and they fell to the ground.
However, in Li Yuan's hand appeared two strange objects, each about the size of a palm, that looked roughly the same except for minor differences.
He glanced at the two things a few times, especially the one from Wu Zhu's body, and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement, saying, "They really aren't the same model..."
The two things he held in his hands at that moment were the power furnaces inside Wu Zhu and the commoner's body, the source of power for all their actions.
Without this, even a temple messenger in its perfect condition, capable of rivaling a grandmaster, would be nothing more than a pile of scrap metal.
Thanks to the blueprints he had seen at the temple, Li Yuan easily removed them from the bodies of Wu Zhu and the commoner.
After examining the two power furnaces in his hands once more, Li Yuan squeezed the one inside the cloth-clad envoy's body and placed it into Wu Zhu's abdomen.
With the injection of energy, Wu Zhu's wounds began to heal slowly on their own.
However, he was unable to move for the time being and could only continue to lie on the ground.
Li Yuan, however, was too lazy to wait for him. He picked up the body of the plain-clothed messenger and quickly flew away into the distance.
……
In a secluded courtyard within Kyoto.
"Report—"
A loud shout broke the silence of the place. As the sound grew closer, a lean-fitting man in black rushed to the front of the house and knocked on the door.
"Come in." A calm voice came from inside the house.
The capable-looking man straightened his clothes, pushed open the door, and entered the room.
After bowing to the people inside, he said excitedly, "Reporting to my lords, we have won!"
After one of them waved his hand, the capable-looking man immediately left the room, making sure to close the door behind him.
After a moment of silence, a beardless man dressed in black, sitting in a wheelchair, glanced around at the others in the room and slowly said:
"The next question is how to clean up the mess."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a wake-up call, drawing the attention of the other people in the room, each with their own distinct expression, back to the room.
A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious clothes, with regular features and a four-inch beard, took a deep breath, looked at the black-clad, beardless man who had spoken earlier above the wheelchair, and slowly said:
"Chen Pingping, Your Majesty, His Majesty he..."
Upon hearing his question, the others in the room all turned to look at Chen Pingping, who had no beard, as if seeking confirmation of something.
Facing the gazes of the crowd, Chen Pingping nodded solemnly:
"That's right, just as you think."
"I have already instructed that when reporting in, different results should be stated in different ways."
"What you just said meant—His Majesty has passed away..."
Upon hearing this, three sighs immediately filled the room.
However, the implications seem to be quite different.
One of the sighs came from the middle-aged man with regular features who had just asked the question.
His name is Fan Jian.
Another sigh came from the young man in the room who looked very handsome and was not yet twenty years old.
His name is Fan Xian.
As for the last sigh, it came from the last one, the most robust-looking middle-aged general.
His name is Ye Zhong.
Chen Pingping, Fan Jian, Fan Xian, and Ye Zhong—these are all the people gathered in this room at this moment.
"What should we do next...?" After another silence, Ye Zhong spoke.
After exchanging a secret glance, Chen Pingping said to Fan Jian, "Of course, we should report to... His Highness Prince Jing first."
……
Li Yuan sat on the dragon throne, gazing blankly into the distance, at the sky.
The reason for such a wide view is that the original Taiji Hall has now disappeared.
The only thing that remained was the chair he was sitting in.
No one bothered him, and no one even dared to approach him. Li Yuan stood alone, gazing into the distance at the starry sky, until the darkness disappeared and the sun rose again.
Looking back on his actions over this period, his initially somewhat fanatical and excited heart gradually calmed down.
He thought about his original aspirations, how to end things, and how to move forward in the future.
Now, Li Yuan can influence the development of this world. What does he want to do?
He pondered for a long time that night.
He thought of the millions of humans who sacrificed themselves because of nuclear war. They struggled to survive the nuclear winter and tried every means to keep their lives and reproduce from the mouths of mutated giant beasts. Was this the future they got in return?
He thought of the vast number of ordinary people who didn't possess true qi. What should they do?
He was very unwilling to accept it...
He made a decision: even if this task would shatter him to pieces, even if he failed, he would not be afraid.
because……