The Human Emperor c1-2382
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The Wang Family Residence was in chaos.
“Protect His Highness!”
Xu Keyi, Chen Bin, and the others were all stunned, but they responded quickly. Taking out their swords, they stood in front of Wang Chong.
The abrupt incident had caused chaos throughout the estate, and at this moment, no one was more shocked than Wang Chong.
“You’re not Xu Qiqin! Just who are you?”
Wang Chong’s eyes were cold as he got up off the ground.
Chapter 1457 - The Might of a Single Sword!
Chapter 1457: The Might of a Single Sword!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Wang Chong’s internal injuries were far too serious. The flare-up of his cultivation defect had caused him to fall unconscious for seven days and nights, and his spirit and strength had all been enormously affected by this ordeal. Otherwise, this mysterious assailant would have never succeeded so easily.
The bride of the Xu Clan had actually used the moment the groom had come to welcome her to attempt an assassination. Everyone present was stunned by this event.
But Wang Chong had reacted very quickly. He instantly understood that the bride in the sedan chair was not Xu Qiqin. Xu Qiqin could not possibly possess such a high level of cultivation.
On the other side, the ‘bride’ ignored Wang Chong’s question.
“Kill him!”
From underneath the veil came a cold and emotionless voice, oozing with killing intent.
Ssst! The red veil and ceremonial gown exploded, revealing a black robe, and two cold and stern eyes peeking out from beneath a white ghost mask that concealed all other facial features.
Clang! That person’s black sword trembled, and then she left a blur in the air as she shot toward Wang Chong like a thunderbolt.
Boomboomboom!
At almost the same moment, the Xu Clan escorts behind the female assassin sent energy rippling out of their dantians, causing their red ceremonial attire to explode, revealing the black robes beneath.
“Kill!”
These people took out their swords and lunged forward, all of them charging at Wang Chong.
“Protect Milord!”
Xu Keyi and the Wang Clan guards paled as they moved to protect Wang Chong. Stellar Energy exploded from their bodies as they rushed forward like dragons.
Bang!
A single strike unleashed a chorus of screams as Xu Keyi and his men were sent flying. They couldn’t even take a single blow from the female assassin.
The female assassin and the people behind her took up formation to completely surround Wang Chong.
The men in black!
Wang Chong’s mind trembled in realization. These assassins disguised as Xu Qiqin and her retinue were actually the men in black who were doggedly pursuing him.
Wang Chong was far too familiar with their auras.
“Protect the Madam!”
Wang Chong’s eyes turned cold, and with a single wave, he drew a sword into his right hand. When the men in black were only several feet from Wang Chong, he lunged forward to meet them.
As if he was a ghost, Wang Chong suddenly appeared in front of the female assassin.
Thrusting out his right hand, he moved his sword with superb skill, directly striking the tip of the female assassin’s sword. At the same time, he flung his left hand, his palm striking the assassin and sending her flying.
Wang Chong blinked away and began to appear left and right, up and down, always appearing where the men in black did not expect.
Unlike before, Wang Chong did his best to avoid direct confrontation. He would appear in unexpected positions to strike out with a punch or finger jab, and the assassins would scream as they were flung into the air.
“Ah!”
The screams seemed ceaseless. In this battle, Wang Chong chose to attack the weakest part of his opponent’s body so that he consumed as little Stellar Energy as possible. In his body’s current condition, this was the ideal strategy.
Swish!
But suddenly…
“Let’s do this! We die together!”
A ferocious roar that had seemingly been suppressed for a long time resounded, and before Wang Chong could react, a staggering ‘civilian’ that had been ‘forced’ by the chaotic crowd into Wang Chong’s vicinity suddenly pulled out his sword and charged at Wang Chong.
This single strike was incredibly fast and had seemingly been practiced thousands of times, imbued with the resolve to die. This person had seemingly predicted Wang Chong’s reaction and chose exactly the right moment to strike.
Even someone of Wang Chong’s abilities had to admit that this sword was incredibly hard to dodge.
Even so, Wang Chong did not panic. He immediately shot off to the side, but he only managed to get several feet before his energy suddenly fell into chaos, causing his body to slow for a moment.
Swish! Wang Chong’s ceremonial robe was cut open, the sharp edge of the sword cutting across his abdomen in a spray of blood.
Bang!
Although Wang Chong’s body was in disarray, he had enough composure to thrust out a palm and jolt back the ‘civilian’, who flew backward several dozen feet.
“Young Master!”
“Young Master!”
Seeing Wang Chong bleed, all the maids and guards of the Wang Clan called out in alarm.
“Don’t come over!” Wang Chong sternly ordered. He had still been too careless. He had yet to fully recover, and the effects of the cultivation defect on his body had been far more serious than he had imagined.
Wang Chong flicked his finger across his body, swiftly sealing off several channels and stemming the bleeding.
But Wang Chong’s crisis was far from over. He had only just managed to defeat the men in black when yet another great clamor could be heard.
“King of Foreign Lands, you’re dead! Kill him!” someone in the crowd shouted in thickly Hu-accented, awkward Tang language.
The air howled as Hu experts with savage eyes rushed out of the crowd, tore off their disguises, unsheathed their weapons, and rushed at Wang Chong.
One, two, three… in just a few short moments, thirty to forty figures wrapped in storms of energy charged at Wang Chong, making no attempt to hide their killing intent. With a glance, Wang Chong could tell that there were Tibetans, Western Turks, Goguryeons, and Mengshe Zhao people in this group.
Wang Chong’s marriage to Xu Qiqin had actually managed to attract even the attention of the Hu experts.
“For the Great Snow Mountain!”
“For the Great Turkic War God!”
“Kill Wang Chong! Avenge the former king!”
“His Majesty has ordered that all Goguryeon warriors must kill the King of Foreign Lands at any cost!”
As these cries in various Hu tongues resounded through the heavens, Wang Chong became the undisputed center of the street.
“Hurry and tell the City Guard! These Hu are trying to rebel!”
“Crazy… they’re crazy! They actually dare to attack the King of Foreign Lands!”
The surrounding crowd was given a massive psychological blow and fell into an even greater panic.
But distant waters could not cure a nearby thirst. The City Guard would need at least five minutes to arrive, but Wang Chong did not have that luxury.
The Hu experts were about to unleash a furious salvo of attacks that Wang Chong could not possibly block in his current condition. He had already used up a great deal of Stellar Energy, and his dantian and meridians were already beginning to ache and writhe.
Wang Chong’s eyes were cold, but in this situation, he was actually very calm. His arms dropped to his sides and his energy dispersed. It seemed like he had given up on any thoughts of resistance.
This left all the Hu experts confused. This was definitely not the reaction they had expected from Wang Chong. But in the end, Wang Chong was still a major problem for the countries bordering the Great
Tang. A day that he was not dead was another restless night for these countries.
All of these people had been given a suicide mission. No matter what price they had to pay, they needed to exterminate this young War God of the Great Tang!
“Kill him!”
The air flashed with the lights of various Stellar Energies as attacks howled down.
But just when it seemed like Wang Chong was about to die under the barrage of attacks from these top-class foreign experts…
Buzz!
The world suddenly went silent. All sounds died away and those howling torrents of Stellar Energy froze. Everyone near the Wang Family Residence suddenly felt a bizarre sensation.
Bang!
A vast beam of Sword Qi exploded onto the scene, immediately extending for tens of thousands of feet, cutting across the sky and shooting into the horizon. It carved a straight path of Sword Qi in the sky above the Wang Family Residence.
The Sword Qi was divine and majestic, harsh and dignified. When it appeared, it stole the luster and glory of all the other attacks, like the light of the sun drowning out the stars.
And then, to everyone’s terror, that mysterious and dreadful Sword Qi suddenly gave birth to countless tiny bolts of Sword Qi… In just a few seconds, these countless bolts of Sword Qi exploded outward, each one aimed at a Hu expert.
Plushplushplush! In explosions of blood, these Hu were pincushioned by Sword Qi like they were cloth dolls, the bolts piercing through their vital points and right through their bodies. By the time their bodies began to plunge to the ground, they were already dead.
Thumpthumpthump! Thirty-some corpses of Hu experts rained down in front of the estate’s gate.
This battle had ended far faster than anyone could have imagined!
With the battle over, the area fell silent, everyone staring in shock at the lifeless corpses.
No one understood what had happened. After killing off the Hu experts, that dazzling Sword Qi had immediately vanished.
The only exception was Wang Chong, who placed his hands behind his back and smiled as if he understood everything.
Chapter 1458 - Night in the Bridal Chamber!
Chapter 1458: Night in the Bridal Chamber!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
“Senior Su…”
This name passed through Wang Chong’s mind.
Across the world, the only person able to kill so many top-class experts with a single attack was the God of the Sword and the Great Tang War God, Su Zhengchen.
Although Su Zhengchen had never admitted that Wang Chong was his disciple, Wang Chong already regarded him as his second master.
This was Wang Chong’s wedding, and he was marrying the lady of the Xu Clan, Xu Qiqin. For such a grand occasion, Wang Chong would naturally invite Su Zhengchen.
But his status was too special for him to appear in front of so many people, so Wang Chong had allowed him to remain in the residence.
The attack just now was because Su Zhengchen had sensed that Wang Chong was in danger and acted to resolve the crisis.
“Who dares to harm my disciple!?” At this moment, there was another thunderous bellow, and then azure Origin Energy seethed in front of the gate to the estate.
Boom! A massive azure hand slammed down and crushed a few of the men in black who were trying to escape.
The anger infused in this palm endowed it with such strength that the earth groaned and trembled under its power.
“Run!”
Upon seeing this shocking sight, the surviving men in black paled and immediately scattered.
“Chong-er, are you okay?”
With a familiar voice of concern, the Demonic Emperor Old Man shot out of the crowd like a bolt of lightning and appeared in front of Wang Chong.
“Master, I’m fine.”
The arrival of his master allowed Wang Chong to relax and breathe a sigh of relief.
With his master present, the matter was truly settled.
A resounding call came from the distance. “The bride has arrived!”
“Why is there another bride? What’s going on?”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, but Wang Chong only smiled.
A few moments later, yet another bridal procession arrived. The same gilded sedan chair with the same emblems of the Xu Clan and the same bridal escorts dressed in red robes had appeared, identical to the last batch of people.
But when Wang Chong saw the Wushang Village Chief mounted on a brown stallion at the head of the procession, he smiled.
This was the real bridal procession.
The matter was not as complicated as it seemed, and with the arrival of the Wushang Village Chief and the Demonic Emperor Old Man, the mystery was revealed.
The men in black were truly audacious. They had disguised a group of assassins as the bridal procession while sending another group to ambush the real bridal procession and delay it. Using this opportunity, they had their assassins attack Wang Chong.
Fortunately, the Wushang Village Chief and the Demonic Emperor Old Man regarded Wang Chong’s marriage with utmost importance, so the two were able to promptly arrive and resolve the crisis.
And though the entire incident had seemed very dangerous, the only ones injured were Wang Chong, Xu Keyi, and the other guards.
The battle in front of the Wang Family Residence was quickly cleaned up and the wedding continued. A festive air once more swept over the capital.
Wang Chong took the ceremonial weighing rod, raised the curtain, and then used the weighing rod to take Xu Qiqin’s supple palm and lead her into the estate amidst heaven-shaking cheers.
Joyous music and cries of congratulations filled the sky, and the jubilant mood lasted from morning to nightfall. All of the capital was celebrating the marriage of this perfect couple.
This was truly the wedding of the century.
Deep in the night, when all was quiet, Wang Chong’s room was brightly lit.
A sweet and comforting mood filled the air.
Amidst flickering red candlelight, Wang Chong, dressed in his red ceremonial robe, slowly extended the weighing rod and softly raised the red veil of his wife. The soft red silk dropped down, drifting across the snow-white hands.
A fragrance wafted into his nostrils.
In the light, Wang Chong finally saw the face of his lover.
This was the first time Wang Chong was seeing Xu Qiqin appear to him as his bride.
Xu Qiqin’s head was slightly bowed in shyness, and her beauty was astonishing. When Wang Chong looked over, her face flushed red and her eyes began to rove left and right, instinctively avoiding Wang Chong’s body, not daring to look at his face.
In the eyes of the people, Xu Qiqin was a farsighted strategist, the Queen of Logistics who always had everything planned out. Even though the two of them had gone through all the proper procedures, this day had still caught Xu Qiqin off guard. Even so, her every action was alluring and moving, making one want nothing more than to tightly embrace her.
On this night, no one except Wang Chong could see this soft and enchanting side of Xu Qiqin.
Wang Chong did not say any soothing words. As he gazed at Xu Qiqin, for the briefest moment, there was a pensive look in his eyes.
“Qiqin, starting from today, you are a member of the Wang Clan. As long as I, Wang Chong, am here, no matter what you do, I will be your firmest shield!”
Wang Chong stepped forward and lightly pulled on those slender and trembling hands. All Wang Chong could do right now was guarantee that he would keep her safe.
Xu Qiqin seemed to think of something, and as she looked up, her eyes were moist.
“I believe in you!”
These words contained a thousand more, and the eyes seemed to look across tens of thousands of generations.
In the candlelight, the two slowly embraced, silence superior to any words.
But Wang Chong did not see that as the two embraced, the sof
tness in the eyes of ‘Xu Qiqin’ vanished, turning ice-cold. However, this frigid killing intent soon passed, leaving nothing behind.
At that moment, Xu Qiqin’s face turned blurry, like a bucket of water poured across a painting.
Swish!
As the pair were about to engage in a moment of most tender affection, one of Xu Qiqin’s arms turned into a sword and lunged toward Wang Chong’s back. This was such an obvious shift that Wang Chong should have noticed it long ago.
But bizarrely, even though Wang Chong was right there, he sensed nothing. Xu Qiqin’s aura and transformation had seemingly been completely concealed so that nothing leaked out.
Her actions and aura were completely harmonized with the environment, a part of nature itself.
That arm-turned-sword got closer and closer to Wang Chong’s back, and it seemed like he would soon die to the sword of ‘Xu Qiqin’. Suddenly, plush! A slender hand spattered with blood erupted out of Xu Qiqin’s back.
“Ah!”
Xu Qiqin’s body went stiff and her eyes went wide. The sword that had been aiming at Wang Chong’s back suddenly came to a stop.
“Brother Chong!”
Xu Qiqin staggered back, pushing away Wang Chong in disbelief.
“Why, why…”
In the flickering candle light, Xu Qiqin gripped her chest, her face ghastly pale and stricken with confusion. It was like she didn’t believe that Wang Chong could kill her.
The room was eerily quiet, the festive red light forming a stark contrast with the hostility, cold, and despair.
In contrast to Xu Qiqin’s shock, fear, and disbelief, Wang Chong was extremely calm and collected. He stared at Xu Qiqin like she was a stranger, his eyes devoid of any tender affection.
“Although I don’t know how you did it, you are not Qiqin!”
Wang Chong slowly stood up, his eyes cold.
Upon hearing Wang Chong’s words, ‘Xu Qiqin’ shook her head, gripped her heart, and lunged backward, apparently having suffered a great blow.
“Brother Chong, what are you saying? I am Qiqin! Do you think I’m a fake? That I’m an assassin?”
Her lips trembled and her eyes were tinged with despair.
Wang Chong put his hands behind his back and emotionlessly said, “Stop acting. Although you’re not one of the black assassins, you’re also not Qiqin. I didn’t act earlier not because I was truly entranced, but because I didn’t want to strike out against ‘Qiqin’.