Chapter 75

Bai Bai Yifei died at the hands of Su Xuan; how many moves could Ji Ji Wuye last?

The answer came out soon.

As Ji Ji Wuye slashed with his sword, the red long sword carried on Su Xuan’s back also suddenly left its sheath, the sword light sharp, like scarlet blood, the long sword across the sky, blocking Ji Ji Wuye’s sword strike just right.

The other sword, as Su Xuan pointed at Ji Ji Wuye with his fingers.

Also flew out in the air, heading to shave off Ji Ji Wuye’s head.

Ji Ji Wuye saw Su Xuan turn from defense to offense in an instant, but he did not dodge.

The white sword slashed on his throat, and it was like slashing on fine iron, not causing him any harm.

The external martial arts of the Daliang Pijia Gate, when cultivated to the peak, can be invulnerable to swords and spears; how could his Ji Ji Wuye’s external martial arts be weaker than the external martial arts of the Daliang Pijia Gate?

He had also cultivated to this realm!

Seeing this scene, Wei Zhuang and Zinu on the roof, and Master Tian Ze and others in the dark, all contracted their pupils at the same time, showing shock.

Su Xuan seemed to have expected this.

The white sword flew into his hand, his figure swayed past, holding the sword in his hand, and slashed at Ji Ji Wuye’s head again.

The "Great Strength" technique was unleashed to the limit by him in an instant.

Even if Ji Ji Wuye’s body was like gold and iron, and his external martial arts were cultivated to the limit.

This sword could cut gold and break iron!

Blood splashed, and Ji Ji Wuye’s head flew into the air; flying in mid-air, until his death, his eyes still had an expression of disbelief.

Ji Ji Wuye was dead.

His head first flew into mid-air, then fell heavily to the ground.

His Hard-Body Technique, in the end, still could not withstand that sword strike from Su Xuan that contained the force of ten thousand jin—a sword strike driven by magic power.

This proved that those who practiced martial arts, in the end, still could not defeat those who cultivated immortality.

And for those who had come to attend the funeral of the King of Han, the shock caused by Ji Ji Wuye's death was beyond words.

Many soldiers revealed looks of shock and erupted into an uproar; even though some shouted loudly about avenging Ji Ji Wuye and not letting this monster who killed the Grand General go, the morale of most soldiers still plummeted.

Grand General Ji Ji Wuye, aside from his status as one who held power over the imperial court, was also the God of War of Han Guo, the strongest battle general Han Guo had seen in a hundred years.

His status within the army was extraordinary.

It could be said that every soldier had heard of the glorious past when Ji Ji Wuye led twenty thousand desperate troops to a great victory against two hundred thousand Chu troops.

Yet, Ji Ji Wuye had died right before their eyes.

This was equivalent to the collapse of the faith in their hearts; how could they accept it?

"Hmph, nothing more than this!"

Su Xuan used the gale to lift himself into mid-air, his twin swords sheathing themselves one after another at the movement of his thoughts. Glancing at the decapitated corpse of Ji Ji Wuye, he uttered a disdainful remark.

Afterwards, he took flight and left the place once more.

Many soldiers who wanted to avenge Ji Ji Wuye drew their bows and arrows, sending a rain of shafts toward Su Xuan, but after getting close to him, they all fell to the ground.

In the end, Su Xuan departed from there with composure.

It was as if he had come here today just to kill Ji Ji Wuye.

But the key was, he had actually succeeded in killing him.

……

On the day of the King of Han's funeral, the incident of Grand General Ji Ji Wuye being killed by Su Xuan on the main street caused a massive stir.

But no matter how great the stir was.

Today was the day of the King of Han's funeral, so they had to send the King of Han into the mausoleum first.

After the King of Han's funeral was finished, the Crown Prince, who had not yet emerged from his grief, immediately began to handle the matter of the Grand General's murder. He first issued an order to search the entire city, determined to find the whereabouts of Su Xuan, the culprit who murdered the late King and killed the Grand General.

At the same time, he had someone send a message to the army to recall Ji Ji Wuye's son, Ji Ji Yihu.

Ji Ji Wuye had only one son. He was a tiger-like general, so he hoped his son would also be a tiger-like son worthy of the name, hence he named him Ji Ji Yihu. After Ji Ji Yihu came of age, Ji Ji Wuye sent him into the army. Anyone with eyes could see that Ji Ji Wuye sending his son into the army was actually to let him gain some credentials so that he could take over his position in the future.

Ji Ji Wuye had placed high hopes on this son.

Now that Ji Ji Wuye was dead, it was only right and proper to inform Ji Ji Yihu.

The influence brought about by Ji Ji Wuye's death on the surface was already not small, but the greater influence was in the shadows.

As the leader of the Night Curtain, the Night Curtain organization, after his many years of management, had spread throughout the entire Han Guo, and the entire organization followed his orders alone.

Jade Tiger was dead; for the Night Curtain, although there was some impact, it was not too great. After all, Jade Tiger was only one of the fierce generals of the Night Curtain; after he died, others could take his place at any time.

But Ji Ji Wuye's death was different.

With the master of the Night Curtain dead, the entire Night Curtain suddenly became leaderless. Although Ji Ji Wuye still had a son, Ji Ji Yihu, Ji Ji Yihu could not command respect. At the very least, for the people of the Night Curtain, some would inevitably develop other thoughts and begin to seek a way out for themselves.

Inside the Han Guo Wang Gong.

Since the death of the King of Han, the seniority of his favorite concubines had also risen by a generation out of thin air.

But for these favorite concubines, this was not a good thing.

If they could do it all over again, they would sincerely hope that the King of Han could be alive, because with the King of Han dead, what awaited them would be an endless life in the cold palace. If they were old, that would be one thing, but the key was that many of them were still young.

Lady Mingzhu did not have such worries.

But her mood was indeed not very good.

At first, it was because her cousin's plan had fallen through. After the King of Han died, although Su Xuan was labeled a monster who brought disaster to the country and became a wanted criminal, Ji Ji Wuye had not captured Su Xuan, which meant that her plan to obtain the antidote by forcing Su Xuan into a desperate situation was simply impossible to realize.

Afterwards, Su Xuan's whereabouts were unknown, and her cousin's mysterious disappearance made her already poor mood even worse.

Finally, there was the matter of Su Xuan appearing on the main street and killing Ji Ji Wuye.

The King of Han was dead, which meant she was no longer the King of Han's favorite concubine. After the Crown Prince ascended the throne, although he remained respectful to them, the late King's favorite concubines, she had ultimately lost her power.

Ji Ji Wuye's death meant that the Night Curtain had lost its helmsman.

After losing Ji Ji Wuye's control, could she and the Straw-Cloaked Man alone continue to maintain the Night Curtain?

Lady Mingzhu could not help but feel suspicious.

"Cousin, oh cousin, where have you gone?"

Ji Ji Wuye did not know where Bai Bai Yifei had gone, and Lady Mingzhu, the person closest to Bai Bai Yifei, did not know either.

"Does my Lady really want to know where your cousin has gone?"

A calm voice suddenly rang out in the palace chamber, and Lady Mingzhu was startled.

She turned her head and looked in the direction the voice came from, her pupils slightly constricting, "It's you!"

The person who appeared before her was none other than Su Xuan.

If it were in the past, although she was wary of Su Xuan, she was not extremely afraid of him. Now, however, it was different; she felt sincere fear, after all, Su Xuan had killed Ji Ji Wuye.

"You actually dare to appear here?" Lady Mingzhu's voice was cold.

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

Su Xuan asked in return, and Lady Mingzhu was stunned for a moment. That's right, he even dared to attack and kill Ji Ji Wuye in front of thousands of troops; what was breaking into the Wang Gong compared to that?

This was a desperate outlaw even more daring than Master Tian Ze.

"What did you come here for?" Lady Mingzhu asked in a deep voice.

Su Xuan said: "I came to tell you, my Lady, the whereabouts of your cousin. Besides that, there is one more thing I want you to know."

"My cousin's whereabouts?" Lady Mingzhu was stunned, her brows arching.

Immediately after, her gaze became focused, an expression of disbelief appeared on her face, and her body even trembled slightly.

Su Xuan raised his sleeve, and a corpse suddenly appeared on the ground; the corpse was none other than her cousin, Bai Bai Yifei.

Su Xuan's voice was low as it rang out again, "My Lady, you lost that bet!"

— Author's Notes —

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