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Chapter 301: Guardian God
Chapter 301: Guardian God
Meng Qianqian almost stumbled and fell.
Ancestral tombs were not ordinary places. The larger the family, the more they would choose a Feng Shui paradise with all four symbols complete to bury their ancestors, thus stabilizing the ancestral spirits and blessing their descendants with promotions and wealth, and lasting prosperity.
The first thing the Great Ancestor Emperor did after establishing the empire was to search for dragon veins and build the imperial tomb for the royal family on top of it.
Meng Qianqian's grandfather had dug up the Xun family's ancestral tomb, and according to Ji Li, this disrupted the Xun family's Feng Shui, shaking the very foundation of their fate.
No wonder Chancellor Xun was furious.
"Grandfather, well done!"
"Hahaha! I think so too! Oh my! Don't say it! Let's hurry and escape! They're catching up again!"
Meng Qianqian quickened her pace and caught up with the Majestic King, "Grandfather, are we just going to run away like this?"
The Majestic King rushed forward with all his might, "Yes!"
As Meng Qianqian fled, she turned her head towards the Majestic King and said, "But, my husband is still behind us."
Squeak—
The Majestic King suddenly braked, and the sole of his shoe almost created a trail of sparks on the ground, "That stinky kid is also here? Where? I didn't see him!"
Meng Qianqian also stopped and pointed back, saying embarrassedly, "He was just standing in front of me."
They were separated by a tree.
The Majestic King: "..."
"Granddaughter-in-law, you go ahead and escape. I'll save the stinky kid!"
The stinky kid couldn't be allowed to get hurt; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to see Xian'er again!
Xian'er, wait for me, I'll definitely bring the stinky kid safely to you and raise him to be healthy and chubby!
The Majestic King displayed his lightfoot skill, leaping over the shadow guards pursuing him. His agile figure was like a swift leopard, and in the blink of an eye, he reached Lu Yuan and Luo San.
Without a word, he grabbed Luo San, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and took off running!
Lu Yuan, left behind for the second time: "..."
Xian'er is my grandmother, but you might not be my grandfather.
A flash of sword light passed by, almost hitting Lu Yuan's face.
Meng Qianqian descended from above, kicking away the shadow guard's sword and pulling Lu Yuan onto her back.
Lu Yuan, again: "..."
Lu Yuan: "Meng Xiaojiu, I can walk."
Meng Qianqian stared at him and said, "Keep pretending to be Luo San. Don't expose yourself."
Lu Yuan's face darkened, "Are you giving orders to me?"
Another flash of sword light chased after the two of them, and Meng Qianqian nimbly jumped aside, avoiding it.
Lu Yuan scolded, "I'm Luo San! Are you blind? Do you dare to kill me too?"
Meng Qianqian, while dodging the shadow guards, said coldly, "Luo San is under my poison bug's influence. If you kill me and the Majestic King, there will be no one to cure him. Are you sure you want to do this?"
In response, the shadow guards launched wave after wave of indiscriminate attacks.
Luo San was lying on the Majestic King's shoulder and naturally heard and saw everything.
An arrow flew towards him.
He didn't dodge and closed his eyes, accepting his fate.
The Majestic King grabbed the arrow and snapped it in half, "Oh my! So fierce! Don't be afraid, grandson! With me here, no one will harm you in the slightest!"
The Majestic King, with Luo San on his shoulder, engaged in fierce combat with the shadow guards.
The Majestic King kept his word and didn't let the "grandson" on his back get hurt at all.
There was only one shadow guard who accidentally grazed Luo San, and the Majestic King couldn't let this slide. He hung the guard up and beat him.
After the beating, he wasn't satisfied and threw the guard to the ground, kicking him furiously, "You hurt my grandson! You hurt my grandson!"
The Majestic King was Lu Yuan's biggest supporter, and killing him would be a great achievement.
Luo San's arm trembled, and a dagger silently slid into his hand.
Just as he was about to make his move, the shadow guards suddenly shot several darts at him.
They had realized that he was the Majestic King's weakness.
If the Majestic King saved him, he wouldn't be able to protect himself, and if he protected himself, he wouldn't be able to save Luo San.
The Majestic King didn't hesitate at all. He grabbed Luo San from his shoulder and used his entire back to block the poison darts shot by the shadow guards!
"Ow! Why are you shooting my buttocks?"
The Majestic King pulled out the poison dart from his buttocks and shot it back fiercely at the shadow guards.
Luo San looked at the Majestic King with a complex expression.
The Majestic King noticed the dagger in Luo San's hand, "With that little knife, what can you do? Quick, pull out the poison dart for me!"
The Majestic King wasn't afraid of poison, but having darts stuck in his body hurtful.
He turned his back to Luo San.
This was a rare opportunity, and he was completely unguarded. It would be easy to kill him.
Luo San held the dagger, and with a swift motion, he—pulled out the poison dart from the Majestic King's back.
The Majestic King stretched and said, "Ah, that's much better."
The second wave of shadow guards swarmed in.
The Majestic King shook his head, "I don't have time to play with you guys. Chen'er, it's your turn."
"Yes, Grandfather."
Bai Qingchen stepped out from the darkness, his toes barely touching the ground.
Luo San was startled.
Bai Qingchen was nearby—
Fortunately, he hadn't tried to kill the Majestic King just now; otherwise, he would have been the one to die.
Bai Qingchen glanced at "Lu Yuan" indifferently, drew the crescent moon saber from his waist, and charged towards the Xun family's shadow guards like a force of nature.
The Majestic King placed his hands behind his back, suppressing his carefree demeanor and exuded the aura of a returning emperor from the battlefield.
"No need to leave any survivors."
Bai Qingchen's saber beheaded a shadow guard, "Understood, Grandfather."
On the other side, Ji Li and Yu Zichuan also arrived.
Meng Qianqian said, "Leave it to you."
Ji Li leaped into the air, grabbed a shadow guard, and dove down, slamming the guard onto the ground with a single knee, "Remember the remaining three brass coins!"
Meng Qianqian, with Lu Yuan on her back, went to meet up with the Majestic King.
The four of them reached the top of the mountain, sat down, and panted heavily. The one carrying someone was exhausted, and the one being carried was almost nauseous from the bumpy ride. The human skin mask had somehow fallen off at some point.
Then, the Majestic King saw his grandson, whom he had twice abandoned, standing before him.
The Majestic King silently shuffled closer to Lu Yuan, "Grandson..."
Lu Yuan coldly replied, "Don't call me that."
The Majestic King's eyes darted around, and like a magician, he pulled out something wrapped in oil skin paper from his embrace. To his surprise, it was a glistening skewer of skewered sweet fruits.
"Grandson!"
Lu Yuan scoffed and turned away, "I won't eat it."
The Majestic King insisted, "Come on, eat it. I got this for you after digging up the Xun family's ancestral tomb."
Lu Yuan stood up and walked away.
The Majestic King chased after him, still trying to feed him.
A faint cloud appeared on the horizon, hinting at the sunrise.
Luo San glanced at the Majestic King, who had lowered himself to coax his grandson, and then at Lu Yuan, who stubbornly refused. A complex feeling welled up inside him.
"Meng Xiaojiu!"
"Coming!"
Meng Qianqian stepped between them, "Grandpa, let me have it!"
The Majestic King took out another skewer.
Meng Qianqian exclaimed, "I want both skewers! Oh, Grandpa, your shoe sole is coming off!"
Indeed, the Majestic King's haste had caused his shoe sole to come loose.
"Grandpa, you hold onto the skewered sweet fruits. Let me fix your shoe."
She had a sewing kit with her, which she usually used to stitch wounds in the wild, and now it came in handy.
"Okay."
The Majestic King obediently sat down and gave his damaged shoe to his granddaughter-in-law.
Lu Yuan sat beside Luo San, "You don't need to feel too bad. Although they are the Xun family's shadow guards, they aren't targeting you. It's because my grandfather dug up the Xun family's ancestral tomb, and you're just caught in the crossfire."
Luo San said, "You don't need to use soft persuasion on me."
Lu Yuan smiled, "Is it necessary with you? Are you his son? I'm talking about his biological son."
Upon hearing this, not only did Luo San's body stiffen, but even Meng Qianqian, who was threading a needle, was momentarily stunned.
Only the Majestic King lay flat on the ground, his hands behind his head, leisurely crossing his legs, showing no interest in who Luo San was.
In the past, Luo San would never have admitted it.
But at this moment, Luo San's feelings were complicated.
He asked, as if compelled by some force, "How did you figure it out?"
Lu Yuan calmly analyzed, "When I said that you harmed Xun Yu, and he would kill you, your reaction was strange. The more you emphasized that you had no reason to harm Xun Yu, the more it showed that you had a reason to harm him, and that Chancellor Xun would believe that reason. The only explanation I can think of is that you are his son. After all, there's a precedent—the Crown Prince killed his own brother. You can follow the Crown Prince's example and kill Xun Yu, becoming his only son."
Luo San said, "I never thought of that."
Lu Yuan said, "Whether you thought of it or not doesn't matter. What matters is whether he thinks you did."
Meng Qianqian suddenly understood why Luo San had reacted so strongly at that time.
Lu Yuan sighed, "Even his adopted son can be recognized publicly, but you, his biological son, can never see the light of day. It's truly a pity for you!"
Meng Qianqian thought Luo San would say, "You don't need to drive a wedge between us."
Unexpectedly, Luo San fell silent.
Lu Yuan didn't speak further.
Meng Qianqian also remained quiet, silently working on her sewing.
After a while, Luo San spoke softly, "My mother was just an ordinary woman, chosen to serve him because of her beauty. Later, my mother became pregnant with me, but he didn't want to acknowledge me as a member of the Xun family. He just sent a manager to settle my mother and me in a small village."
"That village didn't belong to the Xun family, so no matter how they investigated, they couldn't trace it back to him."
"Since childhood, I couldn't use the surname Xun or call him father. I took my mother's surname, Luo, and my original name was Luo Shan. When I was five years old, my mother passed away, and until her last breath, she hoped that he would come to see us, but he never showed up."
"I hated him and the Xun family. After my mother's death, I escaped from the village."
"Later, I met my master."
Lu Yuan asked, "Is your master the Jianghu Scholar, known as the Thousand-Face Lord?"
Luo San asked, "You know him?"
Lu Yuan replied nonchalantly, "I've heard of him. Your skills are very similar to his unique techniques."
Meng Qianqian handed the repaired shoe to the Majestic King.
Luo San continued, "My master kept me by his side, teaching me martial arts and disguise techniques. Aside from my mother, he was the first person to treat me like family. When I was thirteen, he appeared and took me away from my master. Lu Yuan, do you think you're the only one who's suffered? Haven't you considered that our experiences are the same? We are both shadows of Xun Yu, pawns that he can abandon at any time. And because he's my biological father, my suffering is ten or a hundred times worse than yours!"
"Sometimes, I truly envy you. No matter how much hardship you've endured, at least you have family who love and protect you."
His biological father only wanted to use him.
His mother loved him, but couldn't protect him.
His master taught him, but in the end, couldn't keep him.
The Majestic King's brief guardianship might be the greatest stability he could ever have in his life.
The Majestic King was like a powerful guardian god, and who wouldn't want such a family member?
"Waaah..."
Suddenly, the Majestic King burst into tears.
Luo San was taken aback.
Why was he crying now? Although his situation was indeed pitiful, he wasn't intentionally playing the victim.
The Majestic King sobbed, lifting his trembling right foot, "Granddaughter-in-law... Did you leave the needle in the shoe?"
Meng Qianqian shuddered!
She had indeed forgotten!
(End of Chapter)
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