Chapter 491: No More Slacking Off

Xu Weixiong approached the Right Libationer's carriage step by step.

The Sword named "Red Chi" in her hand was still dripping with fresh blood, a shocking sight.

The carriage driver rushed forward; he was also a Third Grade expert, but just as he set his stance, he was swatted away by a casual strike from Xu Weixiong's sword.

"Xu Weixiong, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

"Put down your weapon at once and follow this old man to plead guilty before His Majesty."

Within the Imperial Palace, several figures flew over; they were all experts from the palace, among whom were many Second-Rank Small Grandmasters, and no shortage of First-Rank experts.

The Imperial Academy students had been killed by Xu Weixiong right before their eyes earlier, and they had been unable to save them in time.

If any further mishap befell the Right Libationer, His Majesty would surely be struck by thunderous rage.

"People are beating a dog, why are you all in such a rush? Are you mourning your own kind?"

Yu Liancheng smiled faintly, his five fingers pointing toward the sky, his palm, slender as jade, pressing down through the air.

Across the vast sky, in the eyes of countless people, layers of illusions suddenly emerged; it seemed as if a Buddha nearly a hundred feet tall sat cross-legged in the void, a Buddha hand vast and mighty, slamming down as if to cover the sky and earth.

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

Dust and smoke flew; before the Imperial City, a massive palm print appeared, deeply imprinted into the ground.

And the several experts from before were also struck by the palm print as if they were mosquitoes being swatted, blooming with smears of bright red, like mosquitoes that had been crushed to death.

The entire scene was silent.

Even though they had long known of Murong Tonghuang's cultivation as the World's First, killing so many Imperial Palace experts so casually was still shocking.

Especially martial generals of the caliber of Gu Jiantang and Chen Zhibao, who frowned even more deeply. They calculated inwardly whether, with their own cultivation, they could withstand that palm descending from the sky.

They could likely block it, but it would inevitably consume most of their Qi, and they might even be injured.

Yet, for the other party, this was merely a casual swat.

Because of this, the experts who had originally wanted to step out and stop Murong Tonghuang also began to hesitate.

After all, the person before them was not only the World's First expert, but he was also by no means as soft-hearted as Wang Xianzhi; most who sought to challenge him could retreat unscathed, but this man was a reincarnation of a killing star.

"This is... the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm!?"

The burly man also saw this palm from Yu Liancheng.

As the World's Second, the expert with cultivation second only to Murong Tonghuang in the world today, his discernment far exceeded that of ordinary people; he had already seen that Murong Tonghuang had stepped out of the Finger Profound Realm and entered the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, where one can achieve the unity of Heavenly Human.

When an ordinary Martial Dao expert ascends from Finger Profound to Heavenly Phenomenon, their strength takes a major leap, let alone for this World's First, Murong Tonghuang.

"He truly hasn't been idle either; I should leave."

The burly man sighed and strode away.

On the other side, while everyone was marveling at Murong Tonghuang's peerless cultivation, the Second Princess had already thrust several sword strikes at Jin Lanting.

Jin Lanting's legs went weak, his back soaked with cold sweat; as a frail scholar, he could only close his eyes and wait for death.

But no pain came; only the sound of the sword blade piercing the air echoed incessantly.

The moment the sword blade vanished, Jin Lanting finally found the courage to open his eyes, only to see everyone looking at him with a half-smiling expression.

He felt a chill on his head.

He couldn't help but reach up and touch it; his head was actually bald. It turned out that Xu Weixiong had used exquisite sword techniques to shave off his hair, strand by strand.

No, not just his hair, but his eyebrows and beard as well...

The head of this Right Libationer shone brilliantly in the sunlight, looking just like a glowing egg.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a loud ringing filled Jin Lanting's head, and his mind went blank.

One's body, hair, and skin are gifts from one's parents.

To be without beard or hair was no different from a eunuch in the palace.

For this Right Libationer who valued his face above all else, this was more painful than killing him.

Feeling the scorching gazes, Jin Lanting's face burned, yet his courage was stirred. Seeing Xu Weixiong turning to leave, he suddenly jumped off the carriage and shouted angrily: "Xu Weixiong, as long as I, Jin Lanting, live, I will ensure Beiliang has not a single day of peace, bearing all the infamy and leaving your name in ruins throughout history."

"Oh." Xu Weixiong turned her head, her gaze, cold as water, looking at Jin Lanting once more.

Jin Lanting gritted his teeth and stared back, his eyes burning with a rage that could not be extinguished even by the waters of all the rivers and lakes.

"Are you not afraid of death?" Xu Weixiong said coldly.

"If you have the ability, then kill me!?"

Jin Lanting said almost word for word.

Whether it was this Right Libationer or anyone with a bit of discernment, they could see that while Xu Weixiong appeared reckless, her strikes were actually extremely measured.

The Imperial Academy student without an official post—killing him was just killing him, and it was that man who insulted Beiliang first.

As for this Right Libationer, he was a key official of the Imperial Court. Let alone killing him, he hadn't even suffered a single injury.

Internal trauma, of course, did not count.

It was precisely because he saw this that Jin Lanting dared to provoke Xu Weixiong again.

"Are you really not afraid?" Xu Weixiong said calmly.

"You Xu family..."

The Right Libationer's face was gloomy, and he was about to continue mocking her, at least to turn the situation back in his favor.

Hum! The sound of a sword vibrated, and a sword light pierced straight toward him.

Before the sword arrived, Jin Lanting felt a sharp intent at his throat, as if someone were holding a blade against it; any slight movement would result in his head being severed from his body.

He couldn't help but close his eyes; my life is over.

With a *chi* sound, Jin Lanting only felt a chill below him; the sharp, stinging sensation did not come. He couldn't help but open his eyes to look, discovering that everyone was staring at him, their expressions even stranger than when his beard and hair had been shaved off.

"Shrunk into such a pathetic state, yet you still say you aren't afraid."

Xu Weixiong glanced downward, and a trace of a mysterious smile finally appeared on that cold, aloof face.

Jin Lanting lowered his head, only then discovering that Xu Weixiong's previous sword strike had severed his belt and a piece of his clothing, leaving his lower body exposed before everyone's eyes.

Jin Lanting's face, which had been slightly flushed, turned deathly pale in an instant, then reddened as if dripping blood, and finally turned purple from holding it in; with a hysterical scream, he scrambled into the carriage in a panic. It is certain that this scene today will appear in his nightmares countless times.

The crowd of officials and Imperial Academy students gulped.

This Second Princess of Beiliang is truly no ordinary person.

"Hahaha." Yu Liancheng clutched his stomach, laughing until he could barely stand straight: "Good, good, good! A fine Xu Weixiong, she has a bit of my style."

"Many thanks for your assistance, sir."

Xu Weixiong returned her sword to its scabbard and bowed to Yu Liancheng.

If not for Murong Tonghuang backing her, even if she wanted to be this unscrupulous, she would have been stopped by the experts of the Imperial Court.

"It was merely a transaction, and one that profited handsomely. Not only was there mutton and fine wine, but I also got to watch a good show." Yu Liancheng wiped the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes: "Alright, it is time for us to return."

With a flick of his sleeve, the figures of the two vanished simultaneously, leaving the officials and Imperial Academy students on the Imperial Road staring at each other in dismay.

And in the period that followed, the malicious talk regarding Beiliang within the Imperial Court all but vanished.

These scholar-officials are not necessarily afraid of death; for the sake of leaving a name in history, they would even dare to berate the Emperor.

But if they were to have their trousers' belt cut and be mocked in front of a large crowd, that would truly be a fate worse than death.

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PS: Starting from today, no more slacking off; at least eight thousand 【characters】 every day.