Chapter 260: Coup

Yuan Hong also stood silently to the side, holding a water-fire staff, keeping to himself like well water not mixing with river water.

Thus, Si Ruokong and his companion naturally wouldn't provoke him again.

Not to mention, Yuan Hong himself is comparable to a late-stage Cultivation Foundation Martial 108 War God.

Simply because of the Gang Qi War God factor, he is considerably stronger than ordinary late-stage Cultivators.

What's more, Yuan Hong is also a Heavenly God General!

With this support, Yuan Hong's strength is already not inferior to that of a typical Foundation Martial 109 War God.

Not to mention the peak Cultivation Si Ruokong.

"That elder means that the Flame King's death is actually what those behind-the-scenes forces hoped for, even something they themselves promoted?"

"Seeking skin from a tiger!"

"We can only do our best."

During the withdrawal, they encountered the three Cultivators suppressed by the Grand Eunuch Ancestor and the Chief of the Suspended Mirror Office.

Si Ruokong spoke lightly, his voice revealing a hint of vicissitude, but more so determination and composure.

With the Flame King's death, the originally stable Flame King Manor fell into chaos and turmoil.

"You!"

He was simply thrown into the sea.

Shifu Yan, who had always been seen as the future heir of the Flame King Manor, but he knew nothing of the impending storm.

His steps were steady, without a hint of panic.

It seemed as if what he had just experienced was not a life-and-death battle, but a leisurely stroll.

Shifu Chen gave a cold snort, gesturing with his hand for the soldiers to break down the door and enter.

Si Ruokong nodded, then sighed with some emotion.

Meanwhile, behind Flame Province, inside the Flame King's main base.

"Those rats in the gutters really know how to keep a good ledger."

His eyes held no pity, only ruthlessness and resolve.

He didn't bring out the Laughing Heaven Devil Lord's excrement hammer.

The Laughing Heaven Devil Lord asked with interest.

This important news was quickly spread.

"The Flame King's death is not necessarily a bad thing for them."

"Everyone is fighting for their own interests."

When Shifu Chen's troops arrived at Shifu Yan's residence, they found the gate tightly shut, with no movement inside.

He hadn't even had time to react before being firmly restrained by the soldiers.

When Shifu Chen's troops broke down the door and entered, Shifu Yan was still in the study, calmly studying military texts.

This is indeed true; the Flame King's biggest trump card, Yuan Hong, is a snitch.

The two said no more, turned and walked out.

In a short time, the news of the Flame King's death spread like wind in all directions.

Meanwhile, within the Red Imperial Army's camp, as the Flame King met an unexpected demise, the entire camp was plunged into unprecedented turmoil.

Si Ruokong spoke softly, then in a flash appeared before two of the Cultivators.

Night fell, stars speckled the sky, yet within the Flame King Manor, flames shot up and shadows flitted about.

"I never expected that our operation would actually play right into their hands."

"We were used by them, serving as their blade."

The Laughing Heaven Devil Lord couldn't help but coldly sneer upon hearing.

"It's highly likely; the Flame King's death not only eliminates a potential threat, but also provides them with an opportunity to support a new puppet. This"

Their target was precisely the residence of the Flame King's eldest legitimate son—Shifu Yan.

"After tonight, the situation in Great Qian will become even more complex."

Si Ruokong pondered, then lifted his head to gaze at the star-filled night sky and sighed.

If it weren't for me deliberately letting them win.

"Speaking of it, Elder, you killed the Flame King—aren't you afraid his behind-the-scenes forces will retaliate, like a cornered dog jumping over the wall?"

Amidst these changing tides, the Flame King's second legitimate son, Shifu Chen, with the help of those behind-the-scenes forces, meticulously plotted a sudden coup.

Shifu Chen walked up to him and said coldly.

"Cornered dog jumping over the wall? They're probably more worried about how to consolidate their own position."

Earlier, he had already, under the indication of those behind-the-scenes forces, secretly accumulated strength.

Si Ruokong flashed and reappeared before him, striking his chest with a palm.

Thud—thud—thud!

Shifu Chen led a squad of elite soldiers, moving like ghosts through the palace's corridors and courtyards.

"This world has never had absolute control."

"Such an outcome, for them, is undoubtedly a win-win."

The reason he blurted out the word "rat scum".

Facing this luxurious lineup of the Great Qian royal family, who could withstand it?

"Mission accomplished, we should leave."

Si Ruokong stopped in his tracks, his icy gaze sweeping over the three Cultivators.

"But do they really think everything is under their control?"

"Shi Fuchen, what do you want to do?"

In his shock, he had already been imprisoned by his own younger brother.

Si Ruokong let out a cold laugh.

He knew his own strength could not possibly match that of Shi Fuchen, who had the support of those black hands.

The soldiers surged into the room like a tide, quickly taking control of the whole situation.

"Brother, don't blame me for being heartless. I'm also doing this for the future of the Yan Prince's Manor."

"Oh? How so?"

Their strength was almost exhausted under the joint suppression of the Grand Eunuch Ancestor and the Lord of the Xuanjing Office.

After doing all that, Si Ruokong clapped his hands, as if it were just a trivial matter.

These spies, all specially trained elites, are not only swift in action but also have extremely high efficiency in transmitting information.

"For those behind-the-scenes forces, this is not an easy role to control."

This is also how Yuan Hong initially faced the Smiling Heavenly Devil Monarch who came alone to hold him back.

These three were originally strong cultivators of the Cultivation realm, but at this moment they appeared exceptionally disheveled.

That cultivator was instantly struck as if by lightning, severely wounded and collapsed.

"You are not fit to be the heir, so I have no choice but to replace you."

Shi Fuyan glared, his eyes wide, shouting angrily at Shi Fuchen.

With a loud "bang", the door was kicked open violently.

Only hearing two dull thuds, the two cultivators were severely injured by Si Ruokong's palm strike and collapsed, unable to rise.

All things considered, he cleaned it up nicely today!

Si Ruokong explained.

His body convulsed, he spat out fresh blood, obviously having lost his fighting ability.

"The Yan King, as one of the Three Great Lords of Different Surnames of the Great Qian, has a strong personality and is overly independent."

Seeing that those three cultivators had no strength to resist in Si Ruokong's hands, the Smiling Heavenly Devil Monarch was not at all surprised; instead, he curiously asked Si Ruokong.

He finally realized his dream, stepping on his once lofty elder brother underfoot.

He even formed a secret alliance with some powerful ministers, nobles, and military commanders, waiting only for this day to arrive.

The Smiling Heavenly Devil Monarch couldn't help but feel somewhat taken aback after hearing that.

If I can't deal with Yuan Hong, what makes you think I can't deal with you?

His hands moved quickly, and the might of the Qiankun Dragon Roar Palm manifested once again.

"Since we've met, let's just send them on their way."

That night, with the wind high and the moon dark, it was the perfect time for action.

Shi Fuchen had a stern gaze, dressed in military attire, with a long sword at his waist, appearing fully confident.

The remaining cultivator, seeing this, was terrified and wanted to flee, but it was already too late.

Shi Fuyan trembled with anger all over, but there was nothing he could do.

Shi Fuchen looked at the angry, helpless Shi Fuyan, and a feeling of satisfaction welled up in his heart.

Countless well-trained spies, dressed in black, like ghosts in the night, swiftly and orderly spread out from the camp.

But he also knew this was only the beginning, with more challenges awaiting him ahead.

"Take them away!"

(End of chapter)