My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 128 - 113 The Scholar Also Kills (Extra for

Chapter 128 -113 The Scholar Also Kills (Extra for Brother Captain “Monster丿”) Chapter 128 -113 The Scholar Also Kills (Extra for Brother Captain “Monster丿”) Li Shida, accompanied by a group of sword-wielding guards, hurriedly rushed towards Listening Rain Tower.

Along the way,

he became more and more enlightened.

The doubts that had been deeply buried in his heart now seemed to all have answers.

The male and female thieves were the two accomplices that Liu Sanbian had brought to Great Wei!

They must have gone to Zhongnan Country and learned things in advance that he was not aware of.

They took advantage of the delay between the update of old and new information to deceive him.

No wonder that day when he asked “Lin Wenruo” about the matters of Siqi Academy, “Lin Wenruo” only laughed and did not answer.

No wonder “Lin Wenruo” did not have the graceful bearing that was spoken of; he had originally thought it was an exaggeration.

No wonder “Lin Wenruo” kept pestering him for treasures, as their ultimate goal turned out to be Liu Sanbian’s body, which they demanded this morning!

How hateful!

He cursed himself for being misled by the Wei Emperor from the start, mistakenly convinced that the man was Lin Wenruo, then overwhelmed by the man’s imposing manner and failing to question further.

And that useless waste, Gao Yi! Hadn’t he said that both of Liu Sanbian’s accomplices were men?

Li Shida seethed with rage, but soon felt a small relief. Thankfully, due to his caution, even after receiving the fake “Six Flavors Rehmannia Pill,” he did not rush to take credit by giving it to Qin Ji immediately.

Their goals were easy to guess: one was to retrieve Liu Sanbian’s body, and the other was to avenge Liu Sanbian and deliver a fatal blow.

Therefore, the so-called “Six Flavors Rehmannia Pill” must be poison.

At that thought, he was suddenly alarmed, but he quickly calmed down.

No matter, Qin Jianfu was still in the attic, Qin Ji was safe, and that fake elixir could not stir up any trouble or accidents. Now all he needed to do was to capture those two thieves.

He vowed to tear them to pieces!

Li Shida felt a rage like he had never known, even greater than when Liu Sanbian had harmed Qin Ji.

Because back then, it was due to an unforeseen accident and Qin Ji’s own heedless behavior, not his fault.

But this time, he, who had always prided himself on being a top strategist, had fallen into the trap of a man who looked younger than him!

If it wasn’t for Qin Jianfu’s timely return and sending a Flying Sword in advance, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

It was a feeling of being made a fool of, his intelligence insulted.

Li Shida grabbed a treasured sword from the waist of a guard beside him, clenching the hilt in his right hand so tightly that his fingernails dug deep into his flesh.

This was the greatest humiliation of his life, Li Shida.

Yet now, there were still a few things he wondered about.

First, who was that purple-robed Confucian scholar? How could he effortlessly create an Ascending poem that convinced the Wei Emperor?

Second, where did they get the Heavenly Immortal Cave Clothes that were unique to the State Preceptor of Zhongnan Country, and the Qi Nan agarwood and Spirit Jade that were specialties of Zhongnan Mountain? What was their relationship with the Lin family of Lanxi?

If he couldn’t figure it out, he would stop thinking about it for now. Once he had caught them, he was going to “serve” them well and interrogate them slowly, bit by bit.

Li Shida bared his ferocious white teeth.

Before long, he led his men and broke into Listening Rain Tower.

Clutching the hilt of his sword, Li Shida scanned around, but there was no one inside the building.

He frowned, taking a moment to look around, and then walked to the table where there were two cups of tea.

He dipped his finger into the tea.

“The tea is still hot, they haven’t gone far, and they’re surely going to find the carriage carrying Liu Sanbian’s body. Let’s go, chase them!”

Having said that, he dashed out of Listening Rain Tower first, leading his group of men towards the gate of the Qin residence.

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Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao, outside the Qin family’s main gate, thanked the Qin household guard who had led them there.

Just now, while they were having tea at the Listening Rain Tower, they had heard a sound of thunder from the sky and Zhao Rong knew that Qin Jianfu had returned.

For safety’s sake, Zhao Rong decided to leave immediately, who knew whether that Qin Jianfu would see through their false identities.

It was better to be cautious, anyway. Most of their plan had been completed, Liu Sanbian’s corpse had already been stolen back, and now all they had to do was wait for the Golden Core hidden in Qin Ji’s room to cool down and self-detonate.

Before, Li Shida had instructed the guards, saying that if Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao had some matter and didn’t wish to wait, they could leave first.

Therefore, the servants attending to Zhao Rong and his party did not suspect anything when Zhao Rong expressed his desire to leave, and politely saw them out the door.

Zhao Rong, accompanied by Su Xiaoxiao, walked unhurriedly toward the hearse that was topped with a coffin.

“Silly girl, when you were alone in the room treating Qin Ji yesterday, are you sure you placed ‘that thing’ properly?”

Without glancing sideways, Su Xiaoxiao kept her eyes on the path ahead and whispered in a voice only Zhao Rong could hear:

“Mhm, according to your instructions, I placed the scorching bead under the bedsheet behind the person on the bed. Zhao Rong, that bead was so hot, won’t it awaken that person?”

At the corner of his mouth, Zhao Rong hooked a slight grin, “No, he’s knocked out now, he won’t feel the heat, and by the time he starts to feel discomfort, he will already be close to death.”

“Zhao Rong, what exactly is that bead?”

Zhao Rong thought for a moment, then seriously replied, “Fireworks.”

Su Xiaoxiao was somewhat puzzled, but she didn’t think too much about it.

Zhao Rong turned his head for a glance back at the Qin residence.

Yesterday, when Li Shida had invited them to the tea house to help save someone, they had agreed and then returned to their own residence to secretly retrieve the specially processed Seventh Grade Golden Core handled by Gui.

According to Gui, he currently couldn’t control the explosion of the Golden Core; it could only detonate passively, awaiting two trigger conditions.

One was breaking its wax seal.

The other was waiting for it to cool down to room temperature.

The reason why Su Xiaoxiao took the opportunity to place it behind Qin Ji was to make use of Qin Ji’s normal body temperature, which would keep the Golden Core warm, preventing it from instantly cooling down and exploding.

As long as Qin Ji stood up and left the bedsheets for a moment, no longer keeping it warm, it would quickly drop to room temperature, detonate by itself, and catch people off guard.

This was also the reason why he stopped Li Shida from helping Qin Ji up to administer medicine in the morning; he didn’t want to be collateral damage in Qin Ji’s demise.

As for the “Six Flavors Rehmannia Pill,” it was just an ordinary elixir to buy time.

Zhao Rong had considered using the Golden Core as the Six Flavors Rehmannia Pill, but he had given up on the idea because if Qin Ji swallowed it, and the wax coating melted inside his stomach, Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao probably wouldn’t be able to escape in time and would perish together.

Zhao Rong and Su Xiaoxiao arrived at the hearse.

He lifted the curtain, about to climb aboard, when suddenly a faint sound of footsteps came from behind.

Zhao Rong, on high alert, turned back and saw Li Shida leading a group of men silently closing in, already sprinting to the front of the mansion, about to leap down the steps, less than a hundred paces from the carriage.

Zhao Rong was startled.

“Get on the carriage quickly!”

He shouted at Su Xiaoxiao.

Su Xiaoxiao hurried into the carriage, but in her haste, her foot slipped, and Zhao Rong urgently steadied her. However, his hands were somewhat misplaced in the commotion, but right now, he couldn’t afford to care about those details, grabbing whatever was at hand and pushing upwards with force.

Finally, he managed to get her up.

Zhao Rong looked back again.

He saw Li Shida had reached a distance of fifty paces. Zhao Rong’s eyesight was exceptionally good; he could even make out the expression on Li Shida’s face.

Li Shida was holding the handle of his knife, glaring furiously. Upon seeing Zhao Rong turn back, Li Shida finally opened his mouth to yell loudly.

“Thief, how dare you deceive me? I swear to flay you and pull out your bones!”

Zhao Rong did not immediately board the carriage, nor did he pay attention to Li Shida’s shouts.

He surveyed his surroundings and noticed that there were many horses in front of the mansion. If he and Su Xiaoxiao took the carriage, dragging a coffin along, they would undoubtedly be unable to escape the fate of being pursued on horseback by the others…

But before Zhao Rong could ponder any further,

a blue “sun” rose from somewhere within the Qin residence!

The very next second.

“BOOM————!”

Deafening thunder, darkness fell upon the sky and the earth.

This was Li Shida’s first sensation, as if the sky had collapsed; he flew forward and made harsh contact with the ground, the earth itself trembling persistently.

For a moment, he couldn’t distinguish between what was sky and what was earth.

A blanket of dust engulfed everything around him.

It was as if a giant hand swept across this world, erasing the majestic and grandiose Qin residence from existence.

Leveled to the ground.

There was a moment when Li Shida felt as though he had gone deaf, unable to hear any sound, everything quiet as the chaos unfolded.

Who knew how long it took.

The dust settled.

Cries of horses and screams of people began to enter his ears once again.

Li Shida gasped for air, supporting his bleeding forehead as he stood up, steadying his shocked mind, and after inspecting his body, he found only light injuries, nothing serious.

His guards around him had also gradually stood up.

Li Shida turned around in a daze, looking back at the site of the Qin residence that had been forcibly “erased,” with his mouth agape in shock.

“Clip-clop, clip-clop—”

The sound of horse hooves reached his ears.

Li Shida turned around alertly only to find the carriage with a coffin on its roof fleeing into the distance.

Still not fully recovered from the shock, Li Shida closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then raised his trembling hand, pointing ahead.

“Go… go after them!”

His voice sounded as if it were squeezed out from his throat, muffled and low.

The Qin family guards beside him, not yet fully returned to their senses, upon hearing the order, snapped to attention and hurriedly sought out their horses.

A group of guards capable of rising to their feet mounted their horses and gave chase.

Li Shida stood alone, breathing heavily; he turned around, staring blankly at the great Qin residence that had been effortlessly destroyed, unbelievingly approaching the ruins.

However.

At a certain moment.

He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

As if by some otherworldly compulsion, he turned his head.

Ten steps away.

A Confucian Scholar in purple, dusty yet with eyes clearly bright, was charging toward him silently, wielding a scholar sword in hand.

He hadn’t left!

Li Shida’s mind was struck with terror.

But the very next second, a surge of staunch courage rose within Li Shida’s chest, for he was not just a Confucian scholar but also a cultivator in the Ascending Realm, at the Clear Void Stage.

He boldly drew his sword, grinding his teeth and staring fiercely, the sword hilt smeared with fresh blood.

He too charged forward!

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The very next second.

A Confucian Scholar in purple abruptly clashed with another in plain robes.

One in the Ascending Realm at the Clear Void Stage, the other in the Ascending Realm at the stage of Garment Shaking.

No exchange of moves, no prolonged standoff.

The outcome of life and death, decided in an instant.

Zhao Rong’s scholar sword was knocked from his grip.

But Li Shida’s treasured blade, which had used the force of the Garment Shaking stage to send the scholar sword flying, did not follow through.

Because.

There was a finger pressing between his eyebrows.

The Stabbing Sword Furnace.

Just like that final touch from the Sixth Grade Martial Artist on Vermilion Bird Street.

Li Shida’s body collapsed lifelessly.

Because.

In front of him stood a strange Confucian scholar who, although a rank lower in cultivation, followed the path of a martial artist.

Zhao Rong’s body trembled slightly.

Blood dripped densely from his fingertip.

The hand that had been holding the sword now had a split tiger’s mouth, bleeding profusely.

He looked straight at the body that had fallen to the ground.

This was the first person he had killed with his own hands.

In both his past and present life.

Zhao Rong slowly bent down.

His hand, covered in blood, pulled off Li Shida’s waist token.

It wasn’t long before.

On the official road outside the city.

A carriage attempting to escape was about to be overtaken by the pursuing horses.

Suddenly.

The guards on the horses all reined in, ceased their chase, each holding a token, looked at each other, then turned around and, following orders, headed back the way they’d come.

In the north of the city.

Where the Qin residence once stood.

The dust raised by the explosion slowly returned to the earth.

Leaving only ruins and a landscape of collapsed debris.

Within miles, there stood no living person.

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PS: This chapter is 3,400 words long, finally wrapping up the events in Great Wei. (I thought about padding it to 4K and splitting into two chapters to bulk it up, but decided against it, I can’t fool my readers…)

This chapter is the bonus update for “Monster丿” brother, it’s been long overdue…

Keeping the two owed chapters from yesterday for now, let Xiao Rong first settle the updates for the captains, then I’ll catch up with those and the monthly ticket updates. (Owed too much, will tally and announce later.)

Finally, don’t vote for monthly tickets! I just checked and there are seven more votes, does that mean everyone ignored the last chapter’s message? (bangs table)

I’m mystified, 200 followers but 100 monthly tickets? Is everyone a grand master?

Xiao Rong is serious, wuwu, wait until next month to vote…