Chapter 800: The Crimson Heaven Sword
Chapter 800: The Crimson Heaven Sword
September 25, 2017
When Emperor Ling of Han saw the sword in Yue Er's hand, he was completely dumbfounded. He had never imagined that one day, this sword would appear in such an unexpected way.
If he hadn't mistaken it, this sword was called the Crimson Heaven Sword, a legendary Imperial Dao sword used by Liu Bang to slay the white snake.
As he gazed upon the sword, Emperor Ling finally understood why his aura had been divided before it, but he still couldn't comprehend how the sword had ended up in Yue Er's hands.
Although this sword had always been kept in the Divine Armory, for hundreds of years, apart from Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, and Emperor Guangwu, Liu Xiu, few had been able to wield it, and even fewer had laid eyes on it. How could this sword, which had been out of sight for so long, now be in Yue Er's hands? Could Yue Er be the one destined by heaven?
As this absurd thought crossed his mind, Emperor Ling immediately dismissed it. There had never been a female emperor in history, so how could this sword be in her possession?
At this moment, a crazy idea suddenly struck Emperor Ling. If he could learn the secret of the Crimson Heaven Sword from Yue Er's mouth, would he then be able to control this sword?
If he possessed both the Crimson Heaven Sword and the Imperial Seal, could he defy fate and extend his life for a few more years?
The idea of defying fate was absurd, but for Emperor Ling, who was on the verge of death, any means of survival, no matter how ridiculous, was worth trying.
"Answer me, how did this sword end up in your hands!" Emperor Ling's face turned crimson, his eyes filled with surprise and greed.
However, Yue Er ignored him. As she stood up, her gaze fell upon the He family trio standing behind Emperor Ling. With the Crimson Heaven Sword in her hand, she took a step forward, completely disregarding Emperor Ling, and charged towards the He family.
"How dare you!" Emperor Ling roared in anger. Accompanying his fury, a faint dragon's roar echoed, and a gigantic golden dragon claw appeared out of thin air, grabbing Yue Er and holding her tightly in its grasp.
"Don't think that just because you hold the Crimson Heaven Sword, you can be reckless in front of me. I am the emperor of this realm, the master of this palace. No one can act recklessly in my presence!" Emperor Ling's domineering words rang out. The massive golden dragon claw tightened its grip, slamming Yue Er viciously onto the ground.
Emperor Ling was not wrong; he was indeed the master of this palace. Despite his lack of martial prowess and his ailing health, as long as he remained the emperor and held the Imperial Seal, he was virtually invincible within these palace walls.
Yue Er, still dazed from the impact of being smashed onto the ground, suddenly found herself restrained by four golden dragon claws that appeared out of thin air.
"Answer me, how did this sword end up in your hands? Have you discovered some secret?" Emperor Ling's eyes were wild with madness as he stared at Yue Er.
Yue Er's eyebrows furrowed as she seemed to be surprised by Emperor Ling's terrifying behavior.
However, her face showed no fear. In this situation, not only did she not tighten her grip on the Crimson Heaven Sword, but she opened her previously clenched hand, releasing the sword. As Yue Er let go of the sword, it emitted a crimson glow and hovered above her head.
When the Crimson Heaven Sword floated above her, Yue Er finally turned to Emperor Ling and said, "How did it end up in my hand? You should ask it, not me. It chose me, not the other way around!"
"Impossible! How could it choose you? I am the ruler of this realm, and I am its rightful master!" As an emperor, even one like Emperor Ling, there was a sense of mission or superiority—'I am the realm.'
As Emperor Ling captured Yue Er, he had a new understanding of how she had obtained the sword. He believed that his ancestors from the Liu family had used Yue Er to deliver this Imperial Dao sword to him.
Indeed, Yue Er, a mere woman, could not be the one destined by heaven. The true chosen one could only be him, Liu Hong!
"Then call it, and see if it responds."
"How dare you!" Emperor Ling shouted at Yue Er. He placed the Imperial Seal in his left hand and extended his right hand towards the hovering Crimson Heaven Sword. With an imperial tone, he commanded, "Come! Come into my hand!"
The Crimson Heaven Sword hovered quietly above Yue Er's head, showing no sign of obeying Emperor Ling.
Although no one dared to show a hint of ridicule, Emperor Ling's face couldn't help but flush slightly. He glared at the Crimson Heaven Sword and shouted again, "Come to me at once!"
The longsword remained hovering above Yue Er's head, ignoring Emperor Ling's command.
"It's obvious that it's not yours." In this situation, Yue Er calmly looked at Emperor Ling of Han, her tone indifferent as she spoke. Emperor Ling's expression changed, and just as he was about to get angry, Yue Er continued.
"Chixiao, help me get rid of these annoying things!"
With a single command, the Chixiao Sword, which had not budged even a little earlier, swiftly sprang into action at Yue Er's order. It transformed into a crimson beam of light, darting around Yue Er, and in an instant, the four dragon claws that had grabbed her were sliced in half.
Upon witnessing this, Emperor Ling was initially stunned, then immediately looked at Yue Er, who had stood up, and roared in anger, "Who gave you permission to stand up? Lie back down for me!"
As Emperor Ling spoke, a massive dragon claw appeared once more.
"Chixiao, help me block these annoying things."
Following Yue Er's command, the Chixiao Sword hovered above her head. Simultaneously, a huge dragon claw appeared, and the Chixiao Sword directly swept across, unlike before, it actually sliced the massive dragon claw into two segments.
Yue Er didn't even glance at the severed dragon claw; not even Emperor Ling himself paid much attention to it. Her gaze remained fixed on the He Family Trio.
At this moment, her eyes had become calm, but this seemingly calm gaze made the He Family Trio shiver in fear. Even among the three, the usually composed He Huang Hou felt a hint of panic.
Although she didn't know what that sword represented, she was well aware that something unexpected had occurred beyond her expectations.
"It's time to put an end to this." Yue Er murmured, moving her body as if to let the He Family Trio pass.
"Your Majesty!"
In the 16th year of the reign of Emperor Ling, a memorial of impeachment was submitted, and there was no mistake about it!
Witnessing this scene, He Huang Hou felt her life was in danger. She softly called out to Emperor Ling, her exquisite face exuding not only her usual dignified elegance but also a touch of feminine fragility, a combination that was extremely lethal to Emperor Ling.
"Rest assured, no one will harm you!" Emperor Ling said confidently. He might not always be an absolutely confident person, but when he was in the imperial palace, holding the Imperial Seal, he seemed like a different person.
At this moment, his confidence was absolute, accompanied by a domineering aura that seemed to rule over both heaven and earth.
However, none of this mattered, as Yue Er completely ignored him and walked straight towards He Huang Hou.
"I've said it before, no one can harm her!" Emperor Ling's eyes flashed with cold anger as he shouted, and at the same time, countless golden dragon claws appeared out of thin air, rushing towards Yue Er.
Facing the onslaught of golden dragon claws, Yue Er remained unperturbed and showed no intention of evading. Her gaze didn't even flicker for a moment, and she continued to move past Emperor Ling towards the He Family Trio.
The countless dragon claws in the air were directly sliced in half by the Chixiao Sword, without causing Yue Er any harm.
Seeing this, even in this state, Emperor Ling's face revealed an expression of disbelief and even a hint of dejection. "Why? I hold the Imperial Seal, and I am still the Son of Heaven of the Great Han. This is still within my imperial chamber. Even if you have the Chixiao Sword, I have no reason to lose to you! Why is this happening?"
Emperor Ling's question went unanswered by Yue Er, not because she couldn't answer, but because she felt it was unnecessary.
Yue Er strode towards He Huang Hou, and in an instant, she reached He Huang Hou's side.
Watching Yue Er approach, a rare look of terror appeared on He Huang Hou's beautiful and dignified face, but she quickly forced herself to calm down.
"What do you intend to do? Lu Hai Kong isn't dead yet. You can't kill me. If you kill me now, regardless of whether it's you or Lu Hai Kong, you will both become rebels and traitors. The entire world will..."
"Slap!" A loud slap landed on He Huang Hou's face, cutting off the rest of her words.
"You talk too much. Since you've done what you shouldn't, just accept your death peacefully!"
After speaking, Yue Er extended her hand, and a sword aura condensed at her fingertip, stabbing towards He Huang Hou.
"Your Majesty, be careful!"
Upon seeing this, He Jin and He Miao, driven by an unknown source of courage, rushed towards Yue Er.
As they lunged forward, Yue Er turned her hand, directly pointing at He Miao. A sharp sword aura burst out, piercing through He Miao's heart. Yue Er then turned her hand again, and a sword beam was about to take He Jin away as well. Just at that moment, a system prompt suddenly popped up beside Yue Er.
Yue Er had no time to look at the system prompt. She was about to kill He Jin and He Huang Hou in one fell swoop, but before her sword could even strike, she disappeared from the imperial palace...
(End of Chapter)
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