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Chapter 516: The Miao King Arrives!
Chapter 516: The Miao King Arrives!
"Mother, I might have to inconvenience you soon."
"Hmm?"
Liu Qingyun was at a loss.
Meng Qianqian suddenly drew the dagger from her waist and pressed it against Liu Qingyun’s neck. "Drop your crossbow, or I’ll kill her!"
The assassins in bronze fang masks hesitated for a moment.
She had guessed right; they wanted Liu Qingyun alive.
As for herself—
The assassins adjusted their crossbows, aiming at the two women’s foreheads.
Liu Qingyun whispered, "Daughter, I feel like they want to kill us even more now..."
Meng Qianqian narrowed her eyes.
Was it a tactic?
Or did the mastermind truly want Liu Qingyun dead?
No, that didn’t make sense.
If they wanted Liu Qingyun dead, they would have acted earlier.
Crossbows were far more lethal at short range than ordinary bows.
"Bluffing", Meng Qianqian told Liu Qingyun. "Mother."
Liu Qingyun understood and closed her eyes. "Do it."
Meng Qianqian’s dagger spun in her palm.
She gripped the handle and plunged it toward Liu Qingyun’s heart.
At that moment, a cold silver flash caught Meng Qianqian’s eye.
She saw a man in a bronze fang mask wielding a curved sword, charging at her with a powerful slash.
Meng Qianqian swiftly raised her dagger to block the blade.
Liu Qingyun used the opportunity to blind the man.
He spun in mid-air, dodging her attack.
Meng Qianqian seized his wrist, using his momentum to leap off the horse. She wrapped her legs around his neck and threw him to the ground with a chokehold!
"Bravo!"
Liu Qingyun clapped in admiration, proud of her daughter-in-law. "Worthy of being my daughter’s wife!"
This man must have been one of the leaders of the bronze fang mask assassins; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been the one to attack.
After he was thrown, Meng Qianqian swiftly turned her dagger and slit his throat.
Fast, ruthless, and precise, with no hesitation.
If anyone had not seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe such a decisive and ruthless act could come from a young woman.
She wore the simplest and most elegant attire, spotless.
But the dagger in her hand was dripping with blood.
More chillingly, her eyes remained calm and composed.
The assassins in bronze fang masks were momentarily unsure whether to marvel at her skills or her ruthlessness.
Suddenly, someone shouted, "Fire!"
Meng Qianqian had deliberately chosen a position where the archers were on both the north and south sides, and she had landed on the north side.
The archers aimed at her, launching a barrage of arrows. The dense rain of arrows was like a net, leaving no place to hide.
Liu Qingyun’s face changed. "Girl—"
In that instant, she understood.
The young girl had pretended to cooperate with her to capture the leader, but in reality, she was creating a distraction to distance herself and draw the archers’ attention.
The white horse, as if in perfect sync, reared up and galloped away with Liu Qingyun at lightning speed.
Meng Qianqian calmly watched the rain of arrows heading her way, grabbing the corpse and using it as a shield to block the first wave.
The second wave of arrows came.
Meng Qianqian repeated the same tactic.
The corpse was riddled with arrows, and seeing that this move was ineffective, the new leader in the bronze fang mask ordered, "Form the array!"
Meng Qianqian furrowed her brow.
They knew how to form an array.
These weren’t ordinary Miao Borderlands warriors.
Meng Qianqian thought of the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion.
The Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion is best known for its mechanisms and concealed weapons.
However, to strengthen the sect, the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion has gathered many talented individuals from around the world, leading to the formation of various factions within the sect, including one dedicated to formations.
It’s not impossible that a traitor from the Miao Borderlands traded their witchcraft for formation and mechanism techniques from the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion.
It seems the collusion between the Thousand Mechanisms Pavilion and the Miao Borderlands runs deeper than imagined.
But no, the forces entangled behind this are far more complex than just them.
No matter how difficult the path of vengeance may be, she must see it through to the end.
Liu Qingyun, mounted on the white horse, galloped for several miles without stopping.
She finally understood why Lu Qi’s horse king had lost to this one. With her lifetime of horseback riding experience, she suspected she wasn’t riding a horse but a leopard...
She felt like she was about to vomit, exhausted and weak.
The white horse, however, seemed tireless, galloping even faster.
Liu Qingyun, jolted around, rolled her eyes: "Son, other horses cost silver, but yours costs a life..."
The white horse huffed and puffed as it ran forward.
Bang!
Something was knocked away by the horse.
Before Liu Qingyun could see what it was, there was another bang.
The leopard, tumbling and rolling on the ground, looked bewildered: "..."
Then, Tiger, falling from the sky, hit the ground and was even more dazed: "..."
Liu Qingyun shivered in fear: "You're a horse—aren't you supposed to be a tiger—"
Her inner strength hadn't recovered yet—
They didn’t know how far they had run when another "roadblock" appeared ahead. The white horse didn’t hesitate and charged forward.
"This one really can't be hit! It's one of us—"
Liu Qingyun used the last of her strength to grab the reins tightly.
Too late, the white horse had already charged ahead.
Jifeng pressed his palm against the horse’s head, spun in the air, and gracefully mounted the horse.
He immediately grabbed the reins and brought the enraged white horse to a halt.
Liu Qingyun’s expression relaxed, and she slumped back onto the horse’s back, drained of energy.
Jifeng dismounted and bowed to Liu Qingyun: "Madam."
Liu Qingyun, weakly, said: "You came just in time. Hurry and save Yan Niangzi."
Jifeng lowered his eyes: "My duty is to escort you back to the Crown Prince’s Mansion."
Liu Qingyun sat up abruptly and declared firmly: "She is my future daughter-in-law. If anything happens to her, I won’t live either!"
Jifeng: "..."
Jifeng reluctantly went to save her. However, just as he turned, his ears twitched.
He drew his sword and deflected a flurry of concealed weapons.
It was just a leaf.
Liu Qingyun looked at the severed leaf on the ground: "Killing with a leaf, impressive inner strength."
Another figure wearing a bronze fang mask emerged from the mist.
Unlike the previous assassins, he wasn’t dressed as a villager but wore a high-quality silver robe.
"Jifeng, long time no see."
He spoke calmly.
Liu Qingyun asked Jifeng: "Do you know him?"
Before Jifeng could answer, the silver-robed man smiled: "We’re from the same sect. Do you know each other?"
Liu Qingyun whispered: "Junior brother?"
That should be manageable.
Jifeng remained silent.
Liu Qingyun continued: "Senior brother?"
With his superior talent, taking down a senior brother shouldn’t be impossible.
Jifeng opened his mouth: "Master."
Liu Qingyun: "..."
The silver-robed man said with a casual air: "Jifeng, you are my most accomplished disciple. Why do you serve that old Liang Emperor? Come back to me, and let’s achieve great things together. What do you say?"
Jifeng gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, then slammed the long sword into the ground, lifted his robe, and bowed deeply to the silver-robed man.
Liu Qingyun: "Jifeng..."
The silver-robed man laughed heartily: "No wonder you’re my good disciple!"
Jifeng bowed three times, clenching his fingers and looking at the cold ground, he said with restraint: "Thank you, Master, for your years of guidance. I, as your disciple, am unworthy."
"Hmm?"
The silver-robed man frowned.
Jifeng slowly stood up, drew his sword, and said solemnly: "I must... oppose you, Master."
—
Meng Qianqian found herself trapped in the formation of the masked assassins.
The formation was ever-changing, pushing its power to the extreme.
Meng Qianqian's attacks were repeatedly blocked, as if they vanished into thin air.
But soon, she sensed something was amiss.
"This formation... it feels familiar. Where have I seen it before?"
A curved blade swung toward her back.
In the moment she sidestepped, a flash of insight struck her.
It was the book Yan Niangzi had made her copy!
At the time, she found the text incomprehensible, making no sense at all.
But if she recited it backward...
It matched the formation before her eyes!
Meng Qianqian closed her eyes and quickly recited the text backward from that day.
It was like a sudden enlightenment. When she looked at the seemingly flawless formation again, she saw it riddled with flaws.
She shot a silver needle, breaking the formation's dead point.
With the opening created, the masked assassins started to show more and more weaknesses.
Meng Qianqian swung her heavy flail, taking down one after another in the blink of an eye.
However, the sheer number of opponents was overwhelming. By the time she dealt with the last assassin, she was exhausted and fell to the ground.
Just then, more than a dozen masked assassins emerged from the thick fog.
"Is it ever going to end?"
Meng Qianqian wiped the blood from her cheek.
Several of them rushed at her with their blades.
Swish, swish, swish!
Three cold arrows pierced through the air, impaling the chests of a few attackers.
Meng Qianqian turned her head and saw Yu Zichuan land on a large tree, drawing the Houyi Bow.
He took the high ground and once again aimed his bow, targeting the masked assassins who might attack Meng Qianqian.
The assassins noticed him and charged at him, willing to die to reach him.
At that moment, something unexpected happened.
A spear shot with the force of a thunderbolt, aimed straight at Meng Qianqian's heart.
In the nick of time, a shadow flashed through the fog.
In the next instant, a large, distinct hand grabbed the spear and, with a twist, hurled it back into the thick fog.
A muffled groan echoed as a masked assassin was impaled through the head, his body shot into the mountainside.
Meng Qianqian stared at the man who had descended like a god to protect her, her eyes wide with surprise. "Your Highness..."
Why was he here?
Wasn't he supposed to be impersonating Lu Qi at the Jin Wang Palace?
Lu Yuan said coldly, "I decided it would be more interesting to come and fight."
Clap, clap, clap!
From the fog, a regal man appeared, clapping his hands leisurely.
He wore a wide-brimmed hat and a bronze fang mask on his face.
"It's him!"
Meng Qianqian told Lu Yuan, "The Miao Borderlands traitor my mother spoke of."
The man's voice, mocking and raspy, came from behind the mask. "I didn't expect the royal family to all show up. It's truly a case of seeking high and low to no avail, only to find it effortlessly."
Meng Qianqian asked, "Was your initial target the princess and the prince?"
The man replied, "Of course. Hunting you down one by one would be too troublesome and dangerous. Only by luring you to this desolate place could we capture you all at once. Do you think I didn't kill Bai Zheng? I used her to lure her own son into the trap."
As he finished speaking, a dark mass surged from the fog around them.
Each person wore a bronze fang mask and held a crossbow with poison-tipped arrows.
The intense aura of impending violence filled the air.
Meng Qianqian moved in front of Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan immediately pulled her behind him. "I've told you countless times, don't stand in front of me."
The man said, "No need to be polite. None of you will leave here alive today."
Lu Yuan's lips curled into a smile. "Are you sure about that?"
The man raised his gloved hand and pressed it down. "Fire!"
"I'd like to see who dares!"
A thunderous voice rang out!
From the darkness, the Miao King appeared, standing on the mountain ridge.
With the sun and moon above, and the earth below, his presence was awe-inspiring, shaking the very mountains and rivers!
(End of Chapter)
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