Chapter 185

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Shen Wu Xian Zhou.

Several Shen Wu Corps soldiers were escorting a young girl forward.

That girl looked exactly like Hua Huo, except for a head of snow-white twin tails.

Hua Huo's little face was full of grievance, she screamed at the top of her lungs, full of accusation against the Shen Wu Corps.

"Let go of me! Let go of me! I'm not Hua Huo, I'm Hua Huo~ You've got the wrong person!"

Her hands and feet were bound with special ropes, she struggled until her little face flushed red, making a ruckus that caused the nearby Cloud Knights to frown tightly.

A Shen Wu Corps soldier couldn't help but turn his head to look at the squad captain leading the team, and suggested in a low voice:

"Captain, this girl is too rowdy, she keeps making noise non-stop, why not just knock her out directly to save trouble."

The squad captain glanced at Hua Huo's frail little frame, and shook his head:

"Don't strike without measure, one knife-hand strike down, don't give her some illness from the beating, drugging her unconscious is more reliable."

As soon as these words fell, the originally rampaging Hua Huo froze instantly, and immediately settled down.

The grievance on her face swept clean away, replaced by a fawning, submissive smile:

"Don't~ Don't~! I won't make a ruckus anymore, I'll absolutely be obedient!"

"Oh? Willing to come along obediently with us?"

The Shen Wu Corps squad captain looked down at her with great interest, his tone carrying a few hints of mockery, obviously having seen through her little tricks long ago.

"Naturally, naturally! I'm the most devoted follower who admires General Shen Wei, being able to follow you big brothers to see the General, I couldn't ask for more!"

Hua Huo's face piled on a fawning smile, putting on a look of devout admiration.

Hearing this, the squad captain raised an eyebrow, made a hand gesture signaling the team to continue forward, and casually quizzed:

"Since you admire the General so much, then tell us, what merits does the General have, speak them for us to hear."

The smile on Hua Huo's face froze instantly, her heart skipped a beat, she wailed inwardly:

Done for!

She had never paid attention to General Shen Wei's merits, couldn't say a single bit of it.

Seeing her stammering unable to speak, the squad captain instantly let out a cold hmph, his tone turning cold:

"Hmph, you little she-devil, you still dare to pretend."

"You just do your streaming properly, yet you dare to subtly promote the General's preferences in your stream, whatever you have to say, say it slowly in You Qiu Yu later."

"No no no! I'm truly wronged, someone deliberately framed me!"

Hua Huo immediately pouted, her eye sockets reddened, tears came as soon as she said they would, she burst out crying with a wail.

"Spare me, I'm a streamer! Spare me, I'm a streamer!"

Hua Huo cried and made a scene, once again desperately twisting her body, tossing about the Shen Wu Corps soldiers beside her, trying to grasp a sliver of hope.

But the Shen Wu Corps had long grown used to her little tricks, not moved in the slightest.

The ropes were bound tight, she couldn't break free in the slightest.

Hua Huo could only resignedly give up struggling, pouted at the air and cried loudly: "Family, I've perished, wuwuwu~~~~"

Just when Hua Huo was dejected, thinking she was certainly dead.

She saw the squad captain leading the team stop at a street corner, handing over to a mysterious person in black clothes, her ear tips happened to catch the two words "Judgment Official".

Instantly scared out of her wits, she only felt she was going to completely meet her end here.

In the split second, Hua Huo violently tore open her throat and cried out:

"Wait! I have intel! I'm a law-abiding citizen, I really have intel about Hua Huo!"

"Lord Li Yi, no need to mind this she-devil, there's not a word of truth in her mouth, it's all ghost talk to fool people, later just hand her over to the Ten Kings Office for interrogation."

The squad captain didn't even turn his head, cupped his fists toward the black-clothed person and said, not believing a word of Hua Huo's.

The black-clothed person called Li Yi laughed lightly, slightly cupped his fists in return:

"Hard work, everyone. The following matters, leave to me."

After the Shen Wu Corps turned and left, Li Yi lowered his head to look at Hua Huo sitting collapsed on the ground, her eyes gray and defeated as if she had lost all hope in life, and spoke faintly:

"Stop pretending, General Shen Wu is waiting for you, be honest."

He saw through Hua Huo's feigned despair tricks at a glance, this little brat's thoughts couldn't be hidden at all.

Hua Huo's eyes instantly brightened, her face full of sincerity:

"Lord sees clearly~! I really have important intel, I absolutely wouldn't dare deceive!"

"Untie her, take her to see the General."

Li Yi laughed lightly, as his words fell he turned and hid into the shadows, he had to return to the mansion first to report to Xuan Ge that the person had been brought.

Watching the ropes on her body being untied, Hua Huo immediately switched to a fawning smiling face, bouncing and jumping as she followed behind the guiding Judgment Official:

"Hehe, I'm the General's number one little fan, I've long wanted to take a photo with the General, hurry up and take me there!"

"Just follow me." The Judgment Official replied faintly.

He brought Hua Huo into the exclusive passage within the Ten Kings Office leading to the Shen Wei General's Mansion.

Simultaneously, in the rear palace courtyard of the Shen Wei General's Mansion.

Jing Liu stood with hands behind her back in the center of the courtyard, her brows and eyes gentle, yet carrying a trace of indisputable severity.

Jing Liu lowered her eyes to look at her little daughter Xuan Jing before her, and rebuked softly:

"As the Third Princess of Shen Wu, your form is dissipating — what kind of appearance is this?"

Little Xuan Jing gripped the long sword in her hand, her black hair soaked with sweat and plastered to the sides of her cheeks.

A pair of crimson eyes identical to Jing Liu's lowered slightly as she obediently admitted fault: "Sorry, Mother~"

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and when she opened them again her gaze had turned resolute, resuming the standard sword-wielding stance.

Although her little arms ached, there was not a shred of complaint; every sword stroke was swung with exceptional effort.

Xuan Jing's heart was full of envy, envying her Older Brother Xuan Yao for becoming a Luofu Cloud Knight Xiao Wei at such a young age.

Older Brother taught her the Ning Jian Technique once, and she learned to discard flying swords and directly condense sword shadows.

Not only were they greater in number, their power also surpassed before.

She did not want to hold back her Older Brother and parents, only wanting to desperately practice swordsmanship well and become stronger.

Jing Liu watched her daughter regain the standard posture, her swordsmanship steady and precise, and nodded in satisfaction.

Xuan Jing's gift far exceeded hers and Xuan Ge's; at such a young age to possess such comprehension was truly rare.

But exceptional gift is not necessarily all good.

The Huan Yu is vast, heroes emerge in droves; if one does not study diligently and train bitterly, in the end one will become mere dust of history.

At this moment, Luo Cha entered the courtyard with measured steps, golden hair falling loose, brows and eyes gentle.

In his hand he held a cup of clear sweet green plum juice — Xuan Jing's favorite drink.

He spoke with a smile, tone mild: "Hehe~ Frost Consort, Xuan Jing is still young, her daily lessons grow heavier by the day, a child's body is tender, I fear she may not endure it."

Although Jing Liu disliked Luo Cha's way of doing things, she ultimately owed him a favor and did not directly refuse.

She merely watched him quietly, waiting for him to state the true purpose of this visit.

"Xuan Jing, rest for a moment." Jing Liu spoke softly, her tone gentled considerably.

Xuan Jing obediently put away the long sword, trotting on small quick steps to sit beside her Mother.

Curiously sizing up the golden-haired adult before her.

Luo Cha's smile was gentle; he pushed the slightly cool green plum juice before Xuan Jing, then turned his head to look at Jing Liu, cutting to the chase:

"I wonder, has the Xianzhou Marshal agreed to my conditions?"

"The Marshal had you seek Xuan Ge to negotiate; as for the Phantylia game at Er Xiang Le Yuan, Xuan Ge will personally handle it."

Jing Liu received the green plum juice, tested the temperature, then let Xuan Jing drink with peace of mind, replying in a flat tone.

"Would that... not overwork the General too much? The General's injuries have not yet healed, it is truly unwise to excessively expend divine power."

Luo Cha frowned slightly, feigning concern as he spoke, actually probing Xuan Ge's recent condition.

Jing Liu shook her head lightly; she naturally understood Luo Cha's thoughts.

Back then Xuan Ge suffered heavy injuries; the trauma caused by billions upon billions of karma was irreversible, even with Luo Cha's intervention it could only be barely repaired, not cured at the root.

"According to plan, proceeding to Xian Zhou Luo Fu will suffice; Xuan Ge will give you the opportunity you want."

Luo Cha nodded helplessly, then sighed lightly, tone carrying a hint of worry:

"The General's ambition is truly too vast, is he not afraid of drawing fire onto himself?

The current Shen Wu Xian Zhou, once it formally sets sail, will inevitably become the public enemy of Huan Yu; even the Xianzhou Alliance will point their spearheads at Shen Wu."

"Shen Wu Xian Zhou has long had no road of return, it can only walk a single path to the bitter end. The day of setting sail is the day Shen Wu wages war across Huan Yu."

Having spoken, Jing Liu bent down and gathered Xuan Jing into her arms, gently smoothing the stray locks on her daughter's forehead, her brows and eyes full of doting affection, and asked softly:

"Xuan Jing, these few days pause sword practice for now, rest well; in a few days, Mother will take you to see Uncle Jing Yuan, alright?"

"Yay!"

Xuan Jing's eyes instantly shone bright, full of delight.

But before long, her little face again showed a lost expression, she muttered in a low voice: "Father isn't a bad person....."

Jing Liu lightly patted her daughter's back, soothing softly:

"Hehe, your Father has never been a bad person, it is just that the world fears his power.

The prejudices in people's hearts are like a great mountain, difficult to shake.

Xuan Jing, no need to mind others' gazes; doing well by yourself is enough."

Luo Cha unwilling to watch this mother-daughter tender scene any longer, turned and left the courtyard with measured steps.

He must immediately set out for Luo Fu, waiting for Xuan Ge to create an opportunity for him.

An opportunity that would let him, in the capacity of an Abundance Walker, carry the Progenitor Star God Fragment to Xu Ling Xian Zhou.

Walking out of the General's Mansion, Luo Cha gazed at the flowing clouds on the horizon, couldn't help muttering to himself:

"Xuan Ge, you've finally bared your fangs..."