Chapter 321: Wang Shichong, Origin Wisdom Scripture of Controlling All Laws, Shadow Assassin

Wang Mansion.

In the main hall.

Wang Shichong walked with the stride of a dragon and the step of a tiger, his movements possessing a distinct air of authority, and he strode up to the head seat to sit down.

Several people were already waiting in the hall; if they were not Wang Shichong's relatives, they were his trusted confidants. Their relationship with him was close, sharing in both his losses and his gains.

At this time, the group stood on both sides. Except for Ouyang Xiyi, who held a very high seniority and had a deep friendship with Wang Shichong, everyone else looked solemn, bowed, and said, "Greetings, General Wang."

"Spare the formalities." Wang Shichong waved his hand, his face as heavy as water, and said aloud, "I have summoned you all today to discuss the current situation in Luoyang. Shi Feixuan has entered the city carrying the He Clan Jade, seeking to choose a wise ruler for the world and pacify the chaotic times. Do you all think we should intervene?"

The eldest son, Wang Xuanying, was the first to speak, saying excitedly, "Father, the He Clan Jade is a treasure of the ages. It is rumored that whoever obtains the He Clan Jade and the Yang Gong Treasury can pacify the world. If the He Clan Jade were far beyond our reach, that would be one thing, but now that it has delivered itself to Luoyang, if we do not take it, then it is a case of 'Heaven gives, but one does not take; instead, one suffers the consequences'."

"I believe that is unwise." Ouyang Xiyi stroked his beard and shook his head.

His status among the group was quite exceptional, and he said indifferently, "Shi Feixuan is a successor of the Cihang Jingzhai, her martial arts are transcendent and refined, and it is even rumored that the 'Vagrant' Ning Daoqi is providing her escort. Unless Shi Feixuan gifts it personally, anyone else who tries to seize it will only be throwing their life away, and they will also be hunted and loathed by the experts of the righteous path."

"Indeed." The second son, Wang Xuanshu, nodded and analyzed, "Furthermore, no matter how much that muddled ruler is denounced and reviled, he still represents the orthodoxy. Even if we obtain the 'He Clan Jade', once the news leaks out, it will be equivalent to raising a banner of rebellion and completely tearing off the mask with the Imperial Court."

"I disagree with what my second brother says. The Sui Emperor has lost the deer, and the whole world is chasing it. Only by raising the righteous banner early can one become a hero in these chaotic times and get a share of the spoils, and the He Clan Jade is beneficial for recruiting hearts..."

Listening to the argument on both sides, Wang Shichong's expression remained as calm as an ancient well, though in reality, he had already made his plans; he was merely observing everyone's attitude.

After the group had argued for a long time over the theory of "to seize or not to seize," Wang Shichong tapped the table lightly and said indifferently, "Enough, stop arguing. I have my own plans for this matter. Compared to the He Clan Jade, another piece of news is more important to us at the moment: the 'Imperial Tutor' Yu Liancheng has left Daxing and seems to be heading toward the Eastern Capital, Luoyang."

"Yu Liancheng, he actually wants to get involved in this muddy water too!" Ouyang Xiyi's face darkened. Back in Dongping Commandery, he had been soundly defeated by the other party before he could even see the man's shadow, causing this old senior to lose great face and casting a shadow over his heart.

The short and stout Taoist, dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a horsetail whisk, who was called "Kefeng," said, "Indeed, I imagine this Imperial Tutor has also come for the He Clan Jade."

Another petite and exquisite beautiful woman with a sword on her back, who clearly had Hu ancestry, "Linglong Jiao," said, "I fear the Imperial Tutor's goal is not just the He Clan Jade. He controls the Imperial Court and is full of ambition; naturally, he will not let a noble like Wang Gong continue to control such an important city as Luoyang. If he has brought an imperial decree to transfer Wang Gong away from this city, then all our previous plans will go down the drain."

The importance of Luoyang is no less than that of the capital, Daxing. Once this place is occupied, one has the capital to compete for the world.

If Wang Shichong wants to achieve great things, he must never be transferred away from Luoyang, especially since he has poured most of his heart and blood into this city.

"Hmph, why fear him? If this Yu Liancheng is sensible, that's fine, but if not..." A flash of ferocity shot through Wang Xuanying's eyes, and he made a throat-slitting gesture, full of killing intent.

Everyone could not help but feel a chill in their hearts.

Linglong Jiao's beautiful eyes flickered as she said, "It is rumored that the Imperial Tutor's martial arts are extremely profound. Alone, he killed top experts like Yuwen Huaji and Yuwen Shang, coming and going freely amidst ten thousand troops, enough to rival the Three Great Grandmasters who have been famous for decades. By his side is a beauty called 'Wanwan,' whose martial arts are also very profound; the 'Imperial Guard Commander' Sima Dekan was killed by her."

Wang Xuanying snorted coldly and said, "That is just hearsay to build momentum for this person. Furthermore, even if the Three Great Grandmasters entered Luoyang, they wouldn't get any advantage. If he dares to come, this young master will make him suffer the consequences."

Unlike the low-key and steady Second Young Master, the eldest son Wang Xuanying was more like a standard aristocratic son—arrogant, overbearing, and self-righteous.

Just then, a commotion arose. Wang Shichong frowned; who would dare to cause trouble at his mansion? Did they not want to live?

Just as he was about to send someone to inquire, a light laugh rang out: "Young Master Xuanying is quite imposing. If Yu had heard these words earlier, I would surely have been trembling with fear, not even daring to step through the mansion gate."

The expressions of the crowd changed, and immediately after, they saw a young man in black drifting into the hall.

Everyone present had seen portraits of Yu Liancheng, and upon seeing that elegant, free-spirited, and outstanding demeanor, they guessed the identity of this person.

Wang Shichong was, after all, a man of deep cunning; he immediately waved away the accompanying guards and bowed, saying, "Wang Shichong greets the Imperial Tutor. My son Xuanying spoke in jest and without thinking; I hope the Imperial Tutor will not take offense."

Although Wang Xuanying and the others were unwilling, they all stood up and shouted, "Greetings, Imperial Tutor."

Yu Liancheng waved his hand and said, "Rest assured, this seat has no need to lower himself to the level of a shallow and arrogant junior."

Wang Xuanying's eyebrows twitched, his veins bulged, and his chest heaved twice. He moved his hand to the hilt of his sword, but in the end, he suppressed the anger.

"The Imperial Tutor is magnanimous; Wang Shichong thanks you on behalf of my son." Wang Shichong smiled slightly and cupped his hands again: "Your Excellency's arrival at my humble abode truly brings light to the rafters. May I ask what brings you here?"

Yu Liancheng smiled and said, "This seat has come today because I heard that General Wang's mansion contains countless treasures, including many exotic secret arts. Therefore, I would like to borrow one thing from you."

Wang Shichong was startled, but quickly regained his composure and hurriedly said, "Since the Imperial Tutor has spoken, no matter what it is, as long as it is in my collection, I will be willing to part with it."

"Good, very good." Yu Liancheng nodded with a smile: "What this seat wishes to borrow is the 'Origin Wisdom Scripture of Controlling All Laws.' This book was passed down from Persia, encompassing everything and controlling all laws. I hope the General will not be stingy and let me take a look."

The old fox Wang Shichong's face remained as calm as usual, but his eyes flickered slightly: "Please forgive my ignorance, Wang has never heard of this 'Origin Wisdom Scripture of Controlling All Laws.' I have disappointed the Imperial Tutor."

Except for the beautiful woman with Hu ancestry, Linglong Jiao, everyone else looked at each other in dismay. Naturally, they did not know what this "Origin Wisdom Scripture of Controlling All Laws" was, that it would make the Imperial Tutor come to ask for it in person.

Yu Liancheng looked at Wang Shichong indifferently and said in a calm tone, "General Wang, you have been secretly hoarding troops and buying horses, gathering generals. The Emperor has already noticed. If not for this seat pleading for you, you would have already been locked in the Tianlao. Are you still not going to be honest now?"

"The Imperial Tutor is joking; Wang truly does not know what you are talking about!" Wang Shichong forced a laugh and secretly accumulated his True Qi. He was deep and calculating; although he did not show it on his face, his biggest secret had almost been exposed, and his heart was already churning with stormy waves.

That "Origin Wisdom Scripture of Controlling All Laws" was the sacred manual of the Daming Zun Sect; historically, only the Great Venerable and the Atom were qualified to practice it, and Wang Shichong was the former Atom of the Daming Zun Sect, while that Hu beauty Linglong Jiao was also a member of the Daming Zun Sect.

This matter was extremely secret, known to very few. How did Yu Liancheng know about it?

But from this, it could be seen that Yu Liancheng was indeed here with ill intent.

Thinking of this, the killing intent in Wang Shichong's eyes grew intense.

"It seems you, Wang Shichong, truly will not give up until you reach the Huanghe!" Yu Liancheng shook his head in disappointment and took a step forward.

"National Master! You have truly misunderstood." Wang Shichong appeared to show a trace of panic on his face, but his hands were already changing like lightning, striking out at a speed that approached the limits of the human body.

His hands danced wildly, his ten fingers changing incessantly, and every change made the killing intent in the room grow by a fraction.

After thirty-three changes, a biting killing intent had filled the entire hall, and the spearhead of this killing intent was pointed directly at Yu Liancheng, the Imperial Tutor. Everyone could see that once the killing intent was fully unleashed, it would surely be earth-shattering.

Wang Xuanying, Ouyang Xiyi, and the others all showed expressions of surprise. Their eyesight was not bad, and they could naturally see that the power of this strike was extraordinary, yet they could not believe it was something Wang Shichong could unleash. For a moment, they could not help but feel a sense of strangeness toward this father and close friend they had known for decades.

They had originally intended to help Wang Shichong, but because of this hesitation, they missed the opportunity.

"General Wang's plan is not bad, but it is a pity you ran into this seat." A cold smile curled the corner of Yu Liancheng's mouth; he saw through everything and had already glimpsed Wang Shichong's thoughts.

Wang Shichong had already learned of what happened in the Imperial Palace that day, knowing that even if everyone in the hall added together, they would not be a match for Yu Liancheng.

Therefore, this strike appeared as swift as thunder, using all his strength, and even not hesitating to "Jade Stone Burns Together" with his opponent. In reality, it was a defensive move to escape; once he engaged the opponent, he could immediately use the opponent's force to break through and "Escape."

And once he left the hall, whether he wanted to flee Luoyang or gather experts, he could easily do so, and he would not put himself in a dangerous position.

As for his two sons, Wang Shichong reckoned that Yu Liancheng would never dare to kill them before capturing him.

His plan was well-conceived.

But unfortunately, Wang Shichong had encountered an peerless expert who was beyond the standard and inconceivable.

Wang Shichong pushed his hands out, and a wild wind swept through, blowing the robes of Ouyang Xiyi and the others until they snapped.

Yu Liancheng chuckled coldly and pushed out his palms as well.

Bang!

The four palms collided, but the palm force was as light as a breeze, not erupting with a thunderous muffled sound, nor was there any escaping force.

However, Wang Shichong, who had intended to borrow the force to escape, saw his expression change; he felt a powerful suction force emerge from Yu Liancheng's palm, and the True Qi within his own body surged toward the other party like a dam bursting, completely beyond his control.

Whoosh~

The True Qi within Wang Shichong's body circulated at an unprecedented speed, and in an instant, several years of painstakingly cultivated Internal Force vanished into nothingness.

Even his Qi and Blood began to boil, likewise rushing toward the other party's palm; because the speed of the outpouring was too fast, his meridians and acupoints burst open layer by layer, with sprays of blood blooming and cracking open, soaking his clothes in fresh blood.

"What kind of Demon art is this!!" Wang Shichong revealed a look of terror; setting aside his Internal Force and Qi and Blood, he was shocked to discover that his very soul was suddenly wavering, and he was instantly frightened out of his wits.

Such a bizarre and terrifying Demon art was simply unheard of and unseen.

Fortunately.

At this moment, Wang Xuanying, Ouyang Xiyi, and the others finally reacted, drawing their weapons and charging toward Yu Liancheng to kill him.

Yu Liancheng retracted the Great Art of Energy Absorption, and Wang Shichong collapsed limply to the ground; although he was not dead, his complexion was incomparably pale, wrinkles covered his face, and his black hair turned white, as if in the span of just a few breaths, he had aged ten or twenty years.

"Heh, let's try General Wang's True Qi."

Yu Liancheng swung his arms, creating a gust of wind as if he were brandishing a giant pillar that could hold up the sky; the so-called experts like Wang Xuanying, Wang Xuangan, and Linglong Jiao were sent flying backward like ragdolls upon the slightest contact.

This strike was not Yu Liancheng's own power, but rather an unbridled squandering of Wang Shichong's True Qi, pouring out all of the True Qi he had painstakingly cultivated for decades.

After this strike, the mansion guards heard the commotion and swarmed into the hall one after another. Seeing the miserable scene before them, they were stunned for a moment, then immediately charged toward Yu Liancheng to kill him.

Yu Liancheng laughed heartily and stomped his foot; amidst a "Boom—" sound, the hard floor instantly shattered into a huge hole, and countless stone fragments shot out, dense and impenetrable, each strike with a power no less than a strong bow or powerful crossbow, and screams rang out one after another.

"Heh, everyone else is lying down, you still want to run—is that not a bit antisocial?" Yu Liancheng reached out, and a bizarre and terrifying suction force emerged from his palm again, grabbing the Daoist Kefeng who had been trying to escape.

Daoist Kefeng hurriedly begged for mercy: "This humble Daoist is not one of Wang Shichong's men; I come from a nearby Daoist temple, a person outside the secular world, and I hope the Imperial Tutor will spare my life."

Yu Liancheng grinned, revealing a mouthful of ghastly white teeth: "This seat naturally knows you are not one of Wang Shichong's men, but you are a member of the Demon Sect's True Transmission branch, the Laojun Temple; you deserve to die."

Only a "Crack!" was heard as he snapped Daoist Kefeng's neck.

At this very instant, a black shadow suddenly appeared behind Yu Liancheng; it could vaguely be seen as the shadow of a person, yet it also seemed to have merged into the endless Darkness.

A sword light thrust out from the Darkness, stunningly beautiful and as fast as lightning.

And that human shadow also merged into the sword light, becoming one with the sword, and suddenly thrust toward Yu Liancheng's back.

This sword strike was not only bizarre and sudden, but it also possessed speed, precision, and ruthlessness, filled with killing intent.

Even a Grandmaster expert would have to drink the cup of regret here if they were the slightest bit inattentive.

Just as the tip of the sword was only an inch away from Yu Liancheng's back, and it seemed it was about to enter from the back and pierce through the chest, the sword body suddenly froze, unable to advance an inch.

"Yang Xuyan, you are called the 'Shadow Assassin', but have you ever really seen a shadow kill someone?" Yu Liancheng turned around slowly, his hands behind his back.

And what was pinching the tip of that sword was a blurry, gloomy shadow.

This shadow was incomparably bizarre, as if it could absorb all light into itself. If one looked at it for a little too long, their mind would seem to sink into it.

Yang Xuyan's pupils constricted.

He was shocked to discover that the blurry light and shadow was actually Yu Liancheng's own shadow.