Huai An City, Imperial Palace.
The Chu Nation's royal family was the Chen Clan. The Emperor, Chen Tianxing, was about fifty years old. He was in his prime and had served the Great General Ba Tian for thirty years.
Therefore, when the news of Ba Cong being kidnapped came from the Great General's residence, Chen Tianxing felt as if he had experienced it himself. When the news entered his ears, the anger in his heart was almost ignited.
"Report! Ba Cong is dispirited, and all his Essence Qi has dissipated. It is suspected that his Qi and blood have been sealed! "
"Report! Ba Cong's arms have been severed, and the assassin has occupied the Great General's study! "
"Report! Ba Cong's screams have been heard from the study for an hour! "
"Report! The assassin wants all the news from the Soul Saber Sect, Scarlet Cloud Peak, and Dao Sect in the past six months! "
…
"A bunch of trash!" Chen Tianxing flipped the table and shouted angrily, "The Great General's residence has been reduced to such a state by a stray dog from the Song Nation. You have thrown away the face of the Chu Nation and my face!"
The reason why Chen Tianxing was so angry was not as simple as it seemed. The Great General Ba Tian's way of doing things was domineering, but he was even more domineering than Ba Tian. That was the only way he could suppress Ba Tian's momentum and control this ferocious tiger.
However, the assassin who suddenly appeared was so domineering that even the Chu Nation's Prince would not dare to barge into the Great General's study, let alone a commoner of the pugilistic world!
This assassin was not going against Ba Tian, but he was slapping the Emperor's face!
Chen Tianxing took a deep breath and asked coldly, "How did Ba Cong offend this person?"
The officials around him looked at each other. They knew the whole story, but wouldn't it be more embarrassing for the Emperor if they said it?
After all, Ba Cong was Chen Tianxing's nephew!
However, the consequences would be worse if they did not say it. Finally, someone stood up and bowed. "Your Majesty, ten days ago, the Great General's residence raided a shop and brought back four people from the shop. Aside from the young woman, the rest were Xie Tian's companions when he came from the west."
When Chen Tianxing heard the words "young woman," sparks flew in his eyes. If Ba Cong was here, he would have personally flogged him a hundred times!
"You're reaping what you sow!" Chen Tianxing fiercely flicked his sleeves and turned to leave. His cold voice sounded out in the imperial study, "Satisfy any request of Xie Tian. Once Ba Cong is safe, I want Xie Tian's head!"
The officials glanced at each other, feeling admiration for their emperor. He guaranteed Ba Cong's life and used Xie Tian to teach Ba Cong a lesson. At the same time, he suppressed Ba Tian's prestige. Chen Tianxing's heart as an emperor was unfathomable.
Chen Tianxing's decree quickly reached the Great General's residence. Batian's wife was Chen Tianxing's sister. Her face turned ashen when she received the decree.
Although the screams in the study continued, she was not worried about Ba Cong's safety at all, because everyone knew that once Ba Cong died, no one in the study would survive.
She was worried about Chen Tianxing's decree. The emperor and Batian were like brothers, but no matter how good their relationship was, the emperor was still the emperor. With such a great opportunity, Chen Tianxing instinctively wanted to suppress the Ba family and show no mercy.
"I understand, but there is one thing that I have to tell His Majesty." A trace of hatred flashed in her eyes as she said coldly, "Only the people from the Great General's residence can take away Xie Tian's head!"
At this moment, Ba Cong was on the verge of death in the study. His screams were close to yelling, but Boss Jia was still crazily using his fists and feet to vent his monstrous anger. Zhen Xiao 'er hurriedly advised, "Boss, if you continue to beat him, he will die. At that time, even Xie Tian won't be able to save us."
"It's okay, as long as he's still breathing." Xie Tian, who was reading the news, raised his head and looked at Ba Cong. He got up and walked to him. After passing a few wisps of Yuanyang, Ba Cong, who was on the verge of losing consciousness, suddenly woke up. He was delighted to find that he was rapidly recovering.
But the next moment, when he heard Xie Tian's words, his face instantly turned as white as paper.
"You can continue after thirty breaths." Xie Tian patted the three who were panting and passed the Yuanyang. Not long after, their faces were red and their bodies were full of energy.
"Motherf * cker, I'll beat you to death!"
Xie Tian's blood-red eyes ruthlessly swept across the miserable Ba Cong. There was not a single ripple in his heart as he continued to read the news in his hand.
The information was very detailed, but Xie Tian's blood-red eyes became colder and colder. The tragedy of the Saber Soul Sect was much more serious than he had imagined. Half of the sect's disciples did not obey the Dao Sect's decree and chose to leave the sect. Those who left were all killed.
Xie Tian read more and more information. Gradually, Xie Tian's brows began to furrow. He realized that everything that had happened recently seemed to be related to the Dao Sect.
The Sword Tomb and the Dao Sect were holy lands for cultivation that had jumped out of the mortal world. It was impossible for them to participate in the secular world. Xie Tian's doubts gradually grew. Suddenly, his pupils shrank as he saw two earth-shattering words on a piece of news.
"Xie Yun!"
Xie Tian stood up abruptly and scanned the message with a burning gaze.
"Rumor: Dao Sect's core disciple, Xie Yun, entered the secular world to worship the ancestors. She was angered by the great change in the Xie Residence!"
"It's her!"
Xie Tian's blood-red eyes were full of light. He had left the Xie Residence for nearly half a year and had not heard any news about Xie Yun. He only knew from Xie Shuai that Xie Yun had gone to the Dao Sect. Now that Xie Yun had suddenly appeared, his heart was beating faster than ever.
"I tried my best to go to the Dao Sect, but you came out yourself …"
Xie Tian's blood was surging. He had already reached the Minor Innate Realm, but he could not control his body from trembling. He wanted to kill his way into the Song Kingdom and stand in front of Xie Yun!
This was his obsession in cultivation. In terms of hatred, Xie Shuai was his biggest enemy. But in terms of grudge, Xie Yun was one level higher.
This was because his feelings for Xie Yun were more complicated. This complexity was engraved in his heart and he would never forget it.
"I understand now …"
The emotional Xie Tian suddenly had a flash of inspiration. Xie Yun first entered the Jade Shadow Pavilion, then the Dao Sect, and finally became a core disciple of the Dao Sect. All of this was probably because Xie Yun had devoured all of his Yang energy.
"I made you, a you comparable to Li Jian …"
Xie Tian's lips curled into a strange smile. It was hard to tell if it was pain or mockery, anger or sorrow.
"So what if I'm a core disciple of the Dao Sect!"
Xie Tian took a deep breath and suppressed the shocking waves in his chest. He sat down and adjusted his breathing, but he could not hide his murderous aura at all. His aura was like an abyss!
"My body is strong, equivalent to Xiantian Realm Level Six. I have condensed 50% of my strength, comprehended tremor and speed, and borrowed 10% of my strength from the Sword Intent of Slaying!
"I can kill a Xiantian Realm Level Six in an instant if I go all out! I can tie with a Xiantian Realm Level Seven! I won't die against a Xiantian Realm Level Nine!
"I'll break through my Natal Inner Qi again and reconstruct it to be equivalent to Inner Qi Realm Level Nine!
"I'm fated with the Dao Fruit of Inner Qi Realm!
"Xie Yun, I'm coming!"
…
After sorting out his thoughts, Xie Tian began to think of a way out. An hour later, it was already past midnight. He stood up and grabbed Ba Cong, crossed his Yang energy, and said to Boss Jia and the rest, "I'll bring you guys out."
"Xie Tian, I'm going to kill him!"
Boss Jia's eyes were bloodshot as if he was possessed. Xiao Hua, who was in Boss Jia's arms, trembled when she heard this. She pulled Boss Jia's shirt and shook her head.
Xie Tian did not say anything. When Ba Cong's injuries were about 50% recovered, he opened the door of the study room.
"Xie Tian!"
Seeing that Ba Cong was fine, Miss Chen heaved a sigh of relief. She then looked at Xie Tian with hatred and shouted coldly, "Let go of my son, and I'll leave your corpse intact!"
Xie Tian looked at Miss Chen, took out the Shadow Moon Saber, and stabbed it into Ba Cong's shoulder.
"Ah! Shut up! All of you, shut up! " Ba Cong's domineering aura had long been worn away by Xie Tian. At this moment, he only hoped that Xie Tian would stop torturing him. For this, he was willing to do anything.
"I didn't hear you clearly. Why don't you say it again?" Xie Tian looked apologetic. Then, he smiled at Miss Chen. "I still have eight of these sabers."
Miss Chen's mean face turned purple. She could not vent her anger and could only ask coldly, "What do you want?"
Xie Tian glanced at the old woman beside Miss Chen. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled. "I'm going back to the Song Nation."
"What about my son? If you don't hand over Cong, don't even think about taking half a step out of the Ba Family!"
"If you want to die, I can give him to you now," Xie Tian said calmly without backing down. "If you want to live, wait for me by the Lanzhui River!"
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