201: Chapter 201 Assassination?
I Want to Try 201: Chapter 201 Assassination?
I Want to Try The sound gradually began to tremble, and then Yang Tianmo squeezed out two drops of tears, speaking deeply, “You know about Sikong Jing, right?
He once was the Invincible God General of Great Shang, yet he tried to assassinate me and even sought to seize my throne.”
As these words were uttered, all the young people in attendance exchanged glances, whispering amongst themselves.
They were already aware of this matter, as after ten days of propaganda, the entire Great Shang Dynasty now knew that the Invincible God General of Great Shang was not Yuwen Guan, but the commoner-born Sikong Jing.
It was only because Sikong Jing suddenly attempted to assassinate His Majesty the Emperor, coupled with the great threat from Xia Country, that the title of Invincible God General had been temporarily given to Yuwen Guan to stabilize the military’s heart!
Now that the threat from Xia Country had been eliminated and Sikong Jing had occupied Yunzhou, the Great Shang Dynasty publicly revealed the truth.
“But I still let him live because I once saw him as my own son!”
“Yet he remains incorrigible, seizing Great Shang Yunzhou and nearly killing the Ninth Princess, whom he once dearly loved.”
“My heart is chilled, but will any of you be like him?”
All the young people knelt down en masse, vociferously declaring they would not, and took oaths to slay Sikong Jing.
A smile appeared on Yang Tianmo’s face.
Since the secret of the Long Night Empire was inevitable to be revealed, then let Sikong Jing become a negative example, to win over the hearts of the people so that all the young people, even if they went to the Long Night Empire, would still exert effort for Great Shang.
At the same time, it served to thoroughly disgust Sikong Jing.
Suddenly, a low voice echoed, “Yuwen Guan, Yang Tianmo dug out my dantian, but I have a way to help you completely remove it, restoring you to your once exceptionally talented state.”
The sound rolled in, reaching the ears of Yang Tianmo and all the young people present.
In an instant, Yang Tianmo’s entire body bristled with horror; he was all too familiar with this voice and couldn’t help but shout, “Sikong Jing!”
The next moment, Yuwen Guan inside the Imperial Palace bolted into the sky and asked in shock, “Really, you can remove your dantian from inside me and restore me to my original state?”
“Yes, but I must know which day my dantian was dug out,” said Sikong Jing, whose voice resonated again as his Flying Blood Colorful Winged Horse galloped into view, appearing in the sky above Xuanyuan Sect Square.
Without any hesitation, Yuwen Guan replied, “It was the night when you returned to the Imperial City after quelling the rebellion of the Seven Countries.”
No sooner had these words fallen than Yang Tianmo’s expression drastically changed, and he roared, “Yuwen Guan, shut your mouth!”
Damnit, Sikong Jing must have heard his speech and was attempting to ruin his efforts to win over the people’s hearts.
And that fool Yuwen Guan was actually responding as if truly stupid.
Following Yang Tianmo’s outcry, terrifying surges of True Qi soared into the sky around them; these were the Royal Masters.
They furiously attacked the Flying Blood Colorful Winged Horse, their roars unceasing, “Sikong Jing, you dare to return!”
Yet Sikong Jing stood motionless atop his mount, smiling as he asked Yuwen Guan, “How exactly was it removed, though?
This is equally important, as it’s related to whether I can help you remove it completely.”
At that moment, Yuwen Guan glanced around, his expression shifting subtly.
He might not have been great in battle, but he was not a fool.
The moment Yang Tianmo spoke up, he guessed that Sikong Jing was doing this deliberately.
After Yuwen Guan returned to the Imperial City from Yunzhou, he had continuously expressed loyalty towards Yan Ruyu and Yang Tianmo, groveling for favor and eventually gaining their trust, even receiving a promise from Yan Ruyu to take him along to the Long Night Empire.
Yan Ruyu was selected, he was not included; the two spots were given to members of the Royal Family, and he was left disregarded.
The rage in Yuwen Guan’s heart was conceivable.
But there was no helping it; his entire Yuwen Family was in the hands of Yang Tianmo.
And of course, he was aware of the various negative propaganda about Sikong Jing by Jiutian.
“There’s just one day left for the test, and you are doomed not to be chosen, just like me.”
Sikong Jing saw the changing expressions on Yuwen Guan’s face and smiled again as he spoke, “But as long as I retrieve my own dantian, I will have a chance, and you will also have an opportunity.
When that time comes, we can have a fair and square fight in the Long Night Empire, wouldn’t that be good?”
As these words came out, Yuwen Guan’s face changed again.
He had just thought Sikong Jing was talking nonsense, but now he believed him.
Because Sikong Jing was tested as a Spirit Martial Root, but as long as he gets back his former dantian, he would regain his genius nature!
Sikong Jing wanted his dantian, and he wanted to sever Sikong Jing’s dantian, this was a mutual interest.
With this thought, Yuwen Guan finally opened his mouth and said, “It was the Ninth Princess, Yan Ruyu, who dug it out with a special method.
That method is called the Yin Absorption Demon Skill, a terribly malicious Demon Technique.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Yang Tianmo also rose into the sky with a surge of power from the Transcendent Desolate Martial Realm’s peak pressing down.
“Yuwen Guan, if you don’t want your entire Yuwen Family to be destroyed, then shut your mouth.”
At this moment, Yang Tianmo looked extremely ferocious.
Yuwen Guan was ruining his plans.
At the same time, the Royal Masters had already surrounded Sikong Jing.
But Sikong Jing still smiled calmly as before and said, “Yang Tianmo, don’t you regard me as a son?
Isn’t Yan Ruyu my beloved?
Why did she use such venomous Demon Technique to dig out my dantian?”
“To dig out a dantian and shatter the meridians, that truly is a fate worse than death.”
“Is it amusing to torture your own child?”
These words rolled out and stunned all the young people present.
Indeed, this was worse than death.
When Yang Tianmo heard this and saw the agitated young people below, he tried to conceal the ferocity on his face and said in a low voice, “Sikong Jing, what’s the point of this?
What meaning is there in concocting these lies?”
But these are Yuwen Guan’s words.” Sikong Jing sneered.
All at once, Yang Tianmo’s composure nearly exploded again, indeed it was that damn Yuwen Guan who had said it.
“You also said I wanted to assassinate you and seize your throne, right?”
Sikong Jing asked again, his glance lightly sweeping over the surrounding people, “I had never done it before, but now I really want to give it a try.”
No sooner had he spoken than the Royal Masters surrounding Sikong Jing had their hairs stand on end, as they shouted, “Protect the Emperor.”
One by one, they turned and positioned themselves in front of Yang Tianmo.
Sikong Jing’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly unleashed a thrust towards Yang Tianmo and his Royal Masters with an aura that belonged to the Yangwu Realm.
However, this thrust was terrifyingly powerful, domineering and unmatched!
The Gun Light flashed past Yuwen Guan, and with a loud bang, it exploded upon the bodies of the Royal Masters.
One after another they cried out, although they did not retreat, many of them had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.
When the Gun Light dissipated, everyone stared at Sikong Jing, trembling uncontrollably, too strong and too terrifying!
Even Yuwen Guan clenched his teeth; Sikong Jing of the Yangwu Realm made him, at the peak of the Desolate Realm, feel a chill in his heart.
Sikong Jing slowly retracted his spear, staring at Yang Tianmo with a sinister smile, “You better pray that I get taken away by the Long Night Empire, because the next time I come to the Great Shang Imperial City, it will be your day of death.”
After that, Sikong Jing looked down at the million young people again.
“If you ever get the chance to go to the Long Night Empire and see a broader sky, you will learn to think.”
Having said this, Sikong Jing patted the Flying Blood Colorful Winged Horse beneath him and turned to leave.
At this moment, Yuwen Guan shouted, “Sikong Jing, what about the method to sever the dantian?”
Sikong Jing turned around, “Of course, I was lying to you.
I don’t need my former dantian anymore.”
Yuwen Guan’s face turned ashen.