Chapter 809: Lu Xiaofeng's Shenzhen Villa

These glazed tiles were slippery by nature; even a top-tier master of lightness skills standing upon them could slip if they were not careful.

The Emperor was able to stand on the glazed tiles, but the moment he saw Yu Liancheng, his emotions surged, and he finally slipped.

As he slipped, he should have crashed from the roof to the ground.

But for some reason, he unexpectedly landed right beside Yu Liancheng's feet.

Yu Liancheng's feet were still on the glazed tiles, and as he continued to slide, he was hooked by Yu Liancheng's foot; his entire body felt light as a feather, flying up and landing on the roof ridge.

"Your Majesty, you are the sovereign of the nine-five; do be careful." Yu Liancheng glanced at the Emperor indifferently.

"Master Yu is absolutely right. Many thanks for your help, otherwise I would have fallen and ended up bruised and battered." The Emperor gave a sheepish smile and stood up.

"Come, have a drink to calm your nerves." Yu Liancheng produced a wine flask from somewhere unknown and tossed it to the Emperor.

"Since it is Master Yu's wine, it must be fine wine. I must taste it no matter what." The Emperor seemed to have regained his composure; he laughed, tilted his head back, and took a sip, not worried that the wine might be poisoned. Before he could even swallow the mouthful of wine, he saw Yu Liancheng take a secret letter from his robes, on which only six characters were written.

——Yu Liancheng, execute without mercy!

The Emperor nearly spat out the mouthful of wine.

It was no wonder he was so unsettled, for this secret letter was one he had written himself earlier.

Yu Liancheng sighed leisurely: "I helped you ascend to this position and invited you to drink, yet you want to kill me. Your Majesty, one must not be an ungrateful wretch."

The Emperor had actually already prepared his words, and he said in a tone so respectful it bordered on worship: "Master Yu is a celestial being, your creation is divine; how could mere mortals ever deal with you? I was only worried that Master Yu would find it too boring to enter the world this time, so I sought to find something interesting for you to pass the leisure time."

Yu Liancheng turned his head and looked at the Emperor.

He just looked at him, straight on.

At this moment, the Emperor felt as if everything about him had been seen through by Yu Liancheng; his whole person felt transparent, and no secret could be hidden.

After a long while, Yu Liancheng sighed leisurely: "Back then, it was youthful folly that led me to work with Ye Gucheng to push you into that position of the sovereign. Fortunately, you are not a muddled ruler and have managed to keep this empire in good order. It is a pity that compared to the previous Emperor, you are still quite lacking. For the common people, this is not a good thing."

"Fortunately, I now have the ability to correct the follies of my youth."

The Emperor was struck with horror: "Master Yu, what are you going to do?"

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. A house cannot go a day without a master, and a country cannot go a day without a ruler." Yu Liancheng smiled slightly, yet the Emperor felt not the slightest sense of security, only an increasing sensation of falling into an ice cellar.

Hum! Hum!

Amidst a trembling hum, a profound and ancient character flew out from Yu Liancheng's forehead.

This ancient character shone with brilliant light, shrouding the entire Forbidden City. Soon, figures appeared throughout the Forbidden City, some walking, some pacing, some lying down... and these figures, upon closer inspection, were exactly the Emperor's likeness. But the Emperor knew this was not him; it was the previous Emperor, the one he had replaced.

"This object is called the Heaven-Crying Scripture, the first character created by Cangjie, capable of peering into all secrets of the past and present." Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "The most important component of a person is their memory. I said I would not kill you, only erase your memories and then stuff the previous Emperor's memories into your mind."

"No! No! I absolutely do not want this, how dare you do this!?" The Emperor was extremely terrified.

"I am merely letting everything return to the right track." Yu Liancheng opened his palm, and all the projections of the former Emperor flew toward his palm, converging into a small ball of light. Within this ball of light were all the traces of the former Emperor's life from childhood to adulthood—his daily life, his joys and sorrows, containing everything.

"No, I absolutely do not want this!" The Emperor struck a palm toward Yu Liancheng, the wind of his palm whistling; the palm technique actually contained sword techniques, giving the whistling wind a sharpness that made one's face ache. But the moment it landed three feet before Yu Liancheng, it immediately returned to nothingness, like a clay ox entering the sea.

Likewise, this strike also brought the Emperor, who was filled with anger and fear, back to his senses. Knowing he was no match for Yu Liancheng, he tapped his toes and darted into the distance, but just as he turned and leaped into the air, his body was frozen, suspended in mid-air, unable to move even a single finger.

Immediately following, it was as if an invisible giant hand appeared in his mind, erasing the original memories in his brain and turning him into an empty vessel without a single memory.

Finally, another mass was stuffed into his mind. His originally dull eyes gradually gained substance, though they remained filled with confusion.

A quarter of an hour later, the Emperor's eyes became completely clear; he scratched his head, his face filled with bewilderment.

"I... why am I standing on the glazed tiles?"

Shenzhen Villa.

Shenzhen Villa was built on a mountain.

Many flowers bloomed on the hillside.

Before Yu Liancheng had even ascended the mountain, he saw Xue Bing.

Xue Bing stood amidst a hundred flowers, with blossoms in full bloom and butterflies dancing.

Her snow-white clothes were light and soft, and she stood prettily in the mountains, making one worry that she might be blown away by the wind.

Xue Bing looked at Yu Liancheng, bit her lip, and her crystalline eyes held a gentle smile that no one could describe. But besides this smile, there seemed to be a hint of schadenfreude.

Yu Liancheng did not step forward immediately, but sighed instead.

"Big Leaf, I knew this heartless man would come to Shenzhen Villa first. The two of us sisters can't even compare to Sister Xue."

The one speaking was a young girl of sixteen or seventeen, dressed in red like fire, charming and lovely, incredibly sweet. Her pair of bright eyes, dark as the night stars, looked at Yu Liancheng with an indescribable craftiness.

She was Ye Ling.

"Perhaps he never intended to go to Ghost Villa at all." Another girl was dressed in white, her figure tall and upright; she was like a female leopard, carrying a kind of wild aggression while also giving off a cold feeling—an iceberg that was very difficult to climb.

She was Ye Xue.

Ye Ling, Ye Xue. These two sisters, who had once been entangled with Yu Liancheng at Ghost Villa, had actually appeared at Shenzhen Villa.

"Big Leaf, you are right." Ye Ling bit her lip: "Ghost Villa is only for the dead to stay in, so once he left Ghost Villa, we were dead to him."

Yu Liancheng sighed again.

When facing women, is it not true that men often have nothing but sighs?

Then he rubbed his eyes vigorously, putting on a bewildered expression as he looked at the three women, including Xue Bing, and said in a tone of surprise: "Could it be that my eyes are playing tricks on me? How did three fairies suddenly appear before me?"

Xue Bing had already burst into a giggle.

A smile also appeared on Ye Ling's face.

Ye Xue seemed to show signs of the ice and snow thawing.