blogombal Chapter 180 Sleeping soundly in a coffin! What bad luck!
Chapter 180 Sleeping soundly in a coffin! What bad luck!
Chapter 180 Sleeping soundly in a coffin! What bad luck!
"General Qi? The Qi Family Army?"
Chu Yang's eyes lit up. He was surprised to find that the Qi Family Army still existed in this world. He had never paid attention to any court news and had no idea that Qi Jiguang existed.
Theoretically speaking, the world of the Ming Dynasty was already chaotic, so it wouldn't be surprising if anyone appeared.
"You know General Qi, sir?" Old Master Qian was a little surprised, but he quickly changed to an admiring expression and praised, "General Qi is amazing. The coastal areas are often attacked by Japanese pirates. If it weren't for General Qi, the people would never be able to live in peace."
"It wasn't just the Japanese pirates; General Qi also led his army to kill many powerful demons, protecting the peace of the region. If they hadn't left, Nanjing City probably wouldn't have been in this mess."
Li Gexiao wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she always felt that Boss Qian spoke with a hint of gritted teeth.
It seems General Qi has given these sorcerers a lot of trouble!
"Hearing these things from you, he must be a good general," Chu Yang said with a smile, his words carrying a deeper meaning.
Old Qian, oblivious to the hidden meaning in his words, wore a fawning smile and flattered, "You're right, sir. You and General Qi truly admire each other!"
The carriage bumped along, getting closer and closer to the mass grave outside the city. The coachman, sitting on the carriage shaft, did not notice the huge creature following far behind.
The green eyes shone like will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness, chilling and terrifying!
The silvery-white wolf fur was sometimes visible and sometimes hidden in the moonlight.
After an unknown amount of time, the carriage slowed down more and more.
Finally, it came to a slow stop, and the huge figure in the night disappeared at the same time.
"arrive!"
Boss Qian was the first to get off the bus, his obese body protruding, followed closely by Chu Yang and Li Gexiao.
The coachman held the lantern high in his hand, and the firelight illuminated the surroundings.
The next second, they saw rows of abandoned graves and black coffins lying haphazardly all around.
"This is the place for you two. You should lie down quickly and wait for the people from the Blissful Pavilion."
Boss Qian bowed respectfully and then prepared to leave.
Chu Yang grabbed his shoulder and laughed, "Manager Qian, since you're already here, why don't you lie down with us and see for yourself what the legendary Paradise Pavilion is all about!"
Old Qian trembled and stammered, "Let's just forget about it. I'm too old to handle this kind of thing, and I'd probably just be a burden."
Li Gexiao said coldly, "It's not like I'm asking you to fight. Just play around there and buy us time to find Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou."
On the surface, Boss Qian pretended to be in a difficult position, but in his heart he was secretly thinking that, given the current situation, it would be good to accompany them to the Bliss Tower so that he could bury them there with his own hands.
"My lords, you must ensure my safety!"
Old Qian cowered and lay down in a coffin. His frightened expression would probably make anyone who saw him feel sorry for him.
They're putting on quite a convincing act.
Li Gexiao, too lazy to watch his show, kicked the coffin lid off and closed the entire coffin.
"I've never lain in a coffin before in my life, and I never thought I'd have the chance to experience what it feels like today."
Chu Yang smiled and used the wind to blow away the dust in the coffin, then quietly lay down inside and casually closed his own coffin. The whole process was smooth and seamless.
"Young master seems quite experienced," Li Gexiao joked, then mimicked Chu Yang's playful gesture as he closed the coffin for himself.
Only after the coffin was closed did Li Gexiao feel a sense of oppression, not only because the inside of the coffin was cramped and difficult for him to move, but also because the darkness inside was as silent and abyss-like as it was.
The silence of being completely enveloped in darkness, with no response whatsoever, is truly unbearable.
"It's okay, just bear with it for a little while."
While Li Gexiao was comforting herself, she had no idea that Chu Yang next door was already fast asleep.
There is no such thing as fear.
Just pretend you're camping. The tent is a bit small, but it doesn't matter. You can just sleep there, since you can't do anything else anyway.
Time ticked by, and Li Gexiao, lying in the coffin, felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. He almost couldn't hold back and burst out of the coffin. Just then, he felt the entire coffin float up.
The sound of faint footsteps followed, and the coffin swayed from side to side like a ship on the sea.
People are carrying a coffin!
People from the Paradise Pavilion have arrived!
Li Gexiao was in high spirits, and all his discomfort was forgotten. He only thought about going on a killing spree once he got there, venting all the pent-up frustration he had felt in the coffin.
Chu Yang slept even more soundly, surrounded by the swaying of the surroundings, like a cradle.
Under the moonlight, six dark figures carried three coffins and moved forward at high speed. If you looked closely, you could see that none of the six dark figures had feet!
The six shadowy figures carrying the coffin were not human!
After they left, a huge wolfhound quietly appeared in the mass grave. The wolfhound sniffed and determined the location by scent alone, and followed them again.
Meanwhile, in Jinling City, Yan Nantian was practicing his sword in a courtyard, while Jiang Feng sat on a stone bench nearby, drinking and watching his elder brother practice.
Yan Nantian's Wedding Dress Divine Skill needs to be relearned from scratch, and he doesn't know how long it will take. In order to protect the safety of his sworn brother's family, he cannot afford to waste a single moment.
Fortunately, the process of rebuilding was easier than he had imagined. The originally domineering true energy in his body became gentle, and he was finally able to control his mind at will.
"Your Highness is right. To use something effectively, you must first blunt its edge. After undergoing a complete overhaul, I have a much deeper understanding of the Wedding Dress Divine Skill, and my cultivation speed is now incomparable to what it was before!"
"If this continues, it might not be long before I can return to my peak, or even go further."
Yan Nantian set the Xuan Tie Heavy Sword aside, laughed loudly, and walked towards Jiang Feng. Jiang Feng handed him the wine pot, and he drank it down in one gulp, looking extremely happy.
"His Highness Prince Xian's martial arts skills are unfathomable, and he also knows the characteristics of our martial arts. Thinking about it now is truly terrifying."
"I've been to the capital a few times over the years and heard some rumors about this prince, but they have absolutely nothing to do with his true appearance. I wonder why this wise prince has kept such a deep secret?"
Yan Nantian shook his head and sighed, "The imperial court is unpredictable and treacherous, even more so than the grudges and feuds in the martial arts world."
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"However, one thing is clear: His Majesty probably cannot tolerate the existence of the Wise Prince. One day, His Highness the Wise Prince will likely be brought to his death by sword and axe."
"Then, it will be my chance to repay your kindness!"
Jiang Feng looked at Yan Nantian in surprise, "Brother, are you implying that we are going to rebel with the Prince Xian?"
Yan Nantian said calmly, "The world today needs a wise king like him to restore order to the land. Otherwise, the people of the Ming Dynasty will live in the shadow of demons and monsters every day."
Jiang Feng trembled all over, too shocked to speak.
The world's greatest swordsman is going to become a rebel; if word gets out, the entire martial arts world will be in an uproar!
Clang!
The coffin crashed heavily to the ground, waking Chu Yang with a strong tremor. He reached out and pushed the coffin open, revealing a string of large red lanterns hanging high in the air.
A group of masked people had already surrounded the coffin. Most of them were carrying weapons and looked like thugs. The two leaders were holding masks in their hands.
"Please put on your masks before entering the Paradise Tower."
The voice was cold and mechanical, giving off an invisible sense of oppression.
Chu Yang stood up, took the mask, and put it on. Li Gexiao and Boss Qian did the same. After they put on their masks, the people from the Paradise Tower led them inside.
In ancient times, the so-called ultimate pleasure was nothing more than indulging in eating, drinking, gambling, and prostitution.
As soon as Chu Yang entered, he smelled a familiar scent—a combination of rouge and specially made sandalwood, a fragrance known for its aphrodisiac properties. He often encountered this scent in the brothels of the capital.
However, the fragrance also contained a faint hint of demonic energy, which ordinary people certainly couldn't smell.
Although Li Gexiao had been decadent all these years, he had only drunk alcohol and had never been to a brothel for pleasure. Therefore, he was not sensitive to this smell and just thought it smelled a little nice.
The first floor is a casino, with all kinds of games like Pai Gow and dice, and even areas for cricket fighting and jade gambling. All around are frenzied shouts; the losers want to win, and the winners want to win even more.
They're all losers!
The only real winners are the house, who takes a cut from each bet; they don't have to pay out any chips and are guaranteed to make a profit.
Chu Yang was very familiar with this kind of place. During his years as a useless prince in the capital, he was a regular at the casinos. Whenever he ran out of money, he would go to the palace to beg. He never felt bad about taking advantage of the emperor.
The three stood next to a Pai Gow table. When someone ran out of chips and left the game, Chu Yang immediately took over, placing bets and drawing cards in one smooth motion, leaving even Boss Qian stunned.
Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou seemed to have been temporarily forgotten by Chu Yang, who was completely focused on the gambling table, his eyes fixed on the cards in his hand.
"Sir, we still have important matters to attend to—"
Boss Qian wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"He and I are a drunkard and a gambler, respectively. I can't resist alcohol, and he can't resist gambling. Let's wait and see."
Li Gexiao picked up the wine gourd at his waist, took a swig, and sat casually at the gambling table, ready to join in at any moment.
Although he didn't know what Chu Yang intended to do, he trusted him unconditionally.
Boss Qian was dumbfounded. What was going on with these two?
Are the Imperial Guards these days so carefree? Do they only go on investigations after they've had their fun?
After waiting for a quarter of an hour, seeing that Chu Yang was completely still, Boss Qian didn't know what to do and could only laugh awkwardly, "You two keep playing, I'm going to the toilet."
Li Gexiao waved his hand impatiently.
Boss Qian quietly left the lobby on the first floor.
Then Chu Yang's voice echoed in Li Gexiao's mind, "When he comes back, I'll find an excuse to leave, and you keep him here."
Li Ge smiled and nodded.
Meanwhile, after leaving the main hall, Boss Qian wandered around the maze-like Paradise Tower, appearing quite familiar with everything around him.
He arrived at a small pavilion, stood outside the door, and respectfully said, "Master, two Imperial Guards have arrived in Jinling City, and I have brought them with me."
A faint pink mist suddenly filled the attic, followed by a delicate female voice, "That guy with the four eyebrows who came last time, and now it's the Embroidered Uniform Guard again. It seems we can't stay in Jinling City anymore. If this continues, I'm afraid that old scoundrel Zhuge will come knocking on our door himself!"
Old Master Qian said with a fawning smile, "Master, as long as you absorb a little more essence and desire, even that old thief Zhuge Liang won't be able to do anything to you in time. It's nothing to suffer a little for now."
A sigh came from the attic. "If that bastard from Yunjian Temple were willing to help me, why would I need to hide? I would have eaten my fill long ago."
Boss Qian listened silently, not daring to interrupt. The Bliss Pavilion he had painstakingly built for his master was seen as aiding and abetting evil in that man's eyes. He was thinking of killing him with a single blow at all times!
"Speaking of which, Lu Xiaofeng and Hua Manlou are quite resilient. They haven't lost themselves even now, but they'll only last a day or two at most before they can't hold on any longer."
"Now two more Imperial Guards have been sent up. God is really kind to me."
A woman's voice chuckled from the attic. When Qian Laoda heard it, it was like a demonic sound piercing his ears. His eyes turned bloodshot, and his breathing suddenly became rapid.
"You bastard, do you think you can climb into my bed?" A furious shout snapped Qian Laoda back to his senses. He knelt on the ground in fear and kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.
The next second, the woman's voice became melodious again, soft and sweet, just like flirting.
"However—if you can continue to help me maintain the Bliss Pavilion, you can still get on this bed, hehehe."
Old Qian was itching with desire; just hearing the sounds made him feel like he was in heaven.
Another quarter of an hour passed, and Boss Qian returned to the lobby on the first floor. He saw that Chu Yang was holding a prostitute dressed in a thin veil in his arms and was no longer sitting at the gambling table.
At this moment, Li Gexiao is the one who takes control of the chips.
Chu Yang laughed and said, "Old Li, Boss Qian, you two stay here and gamble a few rounds. I'm going to play with some young ladies."
Li Gexiao didn't care at all, letting Chu Yang enjoy himself.
Instead, Boss Qian said somewhat anxiously, "Sir, shouldn't we find Master Lu and the others first?"
Chu Yang retorted, "What's the rush? Lu Xiaofeng and the others might not even be at the Pleasure Pavilion yet. Let me have some fun first!"
He had played the role of a spoiled rich kid for many years, and his tone was so convincing that Boss Qian was almost certain that these two Imperial Guards were mostly spoiled brats who had gotten their jobs by virtue of their fathers' legacy.
it is good!
That would save me the trouble.
You are all so immersed in the Blissful Tower that you will unknowingly have your life force and desires drained away until you are weak and die!
Boss Qian sneered inwardly, put on a fake smile, sat down next to Li Gexiao, and generously placed a bet for him.
Chu Yang carried the beauty and followed the servant upstairs to the second floor.
He tried to use his Observation Haki to investigate the Paradise Tower, but he encountered considerable obstacles. Just like in the world of Legend of Sword and Fairy, the interference of demonic energy on Haki still existed.
The two arrived at an empty house.
The beautiful woman had just closed the door when she turned around and saw a pair of scarlet eyes. The tomoe in the pupils seemed to possess a magical power, causing her to lose herself in a daze.
After using his Sharingan to control his opponent, Chu Yang left a clone behind and used Earth Release: Earth Release to leave the room.
The Blissful Pavilion is built inside a hollow mountain. The entire pavilion is surrounded by rocks, and with the help of earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique that allows Chu Yang to appear anywhere without hindrance).
There are two options: either rescue Lu Xiaofeng first, or raid the enemy's base and kill the powerful demon here.
It remains to be seen whether Chu Yang will encounter Lu Xiaofeng first or the great demon in the pavilion first.
After the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Chu Yang stood in front of a pavilion, a pink, eerie mist rushing towards him.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you really have bad luck!"
The human and the demon spoke in unison.
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