Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 166: The Late Emperor's Nephew, the Emperor's Cousin

"Boom..."

Terrifying True Qi of Xuanbing Heavenly Thunder wildly surged.

[Tiger Cavalry Dog Slaughter Shadowless Mad Spear]: Tiger body, dog head, spear shadows filled the sky.

Over a hundred pavilions of the Lingjian Sect collapsed one after another, some even engulfed in raging flames.

The elders and disciples of the sect, numbering close to a thousand, were bewildered and panicked, rushing out one after another.

"Who dares to destroy our sect's pavilions!"

"Die!"

Seven or eight fifth-rank elders simultaneously attacked, carrying colorful Five Elements True Qi, aiming straight for the figure that was causing chaos with random gunshots and smashing.

But as fast as they went, they returned even faster--

"Bang!"

"Ah--"

A person was sent flying.

"Bang!"

Then another person was sent flying.

In an instant, all seven or eight elders vomited blood and flew backward, crashing into a corner, weak and unable to get up.

Xin Zhuo was only a few days away from reaching the Half-step Great Master realm, so naturally, he was in a completely different league. Just entering the fifth-rank realm allowed him to defeat six or seven fifth-rank opponents effortlessly. Now, it was even easier for him.

"Bang!"

Another corner of a palace was destroyed by the True Qi of Xuanbing Heavenly Thunder, then he moved on to the next one.

The remaining disciples of the Lingjian Sect who were at the sixth-rank realm naturally didn't want to back down. Even though they knew they were no match, they still charged forward one after another, fearless and willing to die to defend the honor of their sect.

However, bravery in the face of absolute power only increased casualties and served no purpose.

Under the sweep of the eerie long spear, they fell one after another like dumplings, crashing to the ground with a clatter.

Zhao Li did not make a move. She stood silently in a corner, her eyes filled with complex emotions. When the sect received the invitation from the Autumn Palace Pavilion, they didn't take it seriously. The concept of the Wordless Stele was too ethereal and elusive.

So she led the group there, staying in Peach Blossom Town for some time, enjoying the wine and food. In fact, she had heard a lot about Xin Zhuo's deeds, but she only thought of him as a fierce bandit and didn't pay much attention.

A bandit was still a bandit, even if he later witnessed this person using tricks to defeat another group of bandits and then becoming a master of the Autumn Palace Pavilion, talking eloquently and understanding the ways of the world.

A few days ago, when she received the order to hunt him down, she was somewhat tempted, so she went to her worldly uncle's house to discuss capturing Xin Zhuo together with her ancient uncle.

Who could have expected that everything would change the moment she met Xin Zhuo again!

This little bandit's progress in martial arts was extremely fierce. Her uncle couldn't withstand a single blow, and she herself became his captive, serving him like a maid.

Then he turned around and recruited over a hundred experts as his subordinates.

Later, he strategized and wiped out the three families of the Duanyang Tower, effortlessly and leisurely.

And now... he came to destroy the Lingjian Sect!

Was this person even normal?

This person either needed to be killed as soon as possible or he would definitely grow into a great disaster in the future!

Lost in her thoughts, cries were already echoing all around. As she watched that figure continue to wreak havoc, she couldn't help but take a step forward and shout at him. What should she call him? The Sect Leader or the Bandit King...

"Bandit King, please stop!"

The "Bandit King" indeed stopped, but the Lingjian Sect was also destroyed, and it would take who knows how long to repair the dilapidated palaces and pavilions!

"Gone! Goodbye!"

Xin Zhuo estimated that the time was almost up. With a flicker of his figure, he moved and disappeared among the distant attic buildings, then flashed again into the faraway mountains.

Only a heavily injured figure and a mess of bricks and tiles were left behind.

Just half an hour after he left, Zhao Ling, the head of the Lingjian Sect, and his three companions had already arrived.

Looking at the chaotic attic buildings and the disciples injured all over the ground, there was no need to guess what had happened.

Zhao Ling, who was originally calm, couldn't restrain himself any longer and shouted to the sky, "This thief has destroyed my sect! Even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I, Zhao Ling, will kill you!"

Immediately, the four of them flickered and chased after Xin Zhuo into the distant mountains.

However, just an hour after they left, a group of fast horses carrying a blue-robed official and government cavalry rushed over. The blue-robed official with a big beard looked at the ruined scene of the Lingjian Sect and shouted loudly:

"Lingjian Sect, listen up!"

"What... what's the matter?"

Fuying, the senior sister who was less injured and had an ugly appearance, hurried forward, not understanding what was going on. What happened today? Devil just left, and then the head and the others arrived, and now the imperial officials have come?

The official coldly ordered, "Listen well, Xin Zhuo is actually a royal relative, the Crown Prince of the Western Qin County, who is traveling the world. The Zhenwu Bureau has withdrawn the order to chase him. Your sect should stop pursuing him to avoid a disaster of annihilation!"

"We... we understand!"

Fuying and a group of injured elders looked up in astonishment, instantly drained of all their strength. The Crown Prince of the Western Qin County, who is known for single-handedly annihilating three kingdoms, is known to everyone in the world. Xin Zhuo is his son?

Seeing the imperial official riding away, Zhao Ling was the first to react, "Quick! Find a way to inform the head. We have been used as pawns by the Zhenwu Bureau!"

One of the elders shouted with difficulty, "The head and the others are chasing that person... they are moving quickly, covering a hundred zhang in an instant. How can we contact them?"

...

As Zhao Ling and his three companions hurriedly pursued, they found that they had lost sight of Xin Zhuo again. They could only search based on the obvious traces and the strange yellow-white True Qi in the air.

However, at this moment, there was a continuous waterfall ahead, and the clues were cut off. That kid must have gone into the waterfall in advance, isolating the traces along the way and the residual True Qi fluctuations in the air.

This made the four of them furrow their brows, caught in a dilemma.

The head of the Gu Cang Sect suddenly contracted his pupils, "Not good! This kid is planning to divert our attention. While we are chasing him, he will go around and destroy our sect!"

"This kid is only one step away from becoming a Half-step Grand Great Master. His True Qi is quite strange. Even ten or eight fifth-rank Practitioners would not be his match."

The old woman, the head of the He Shan Sect, also took a deep breath, "From his daring act of destroying the Lingjian Sect, it is clear that he is extremely audacious. Shaolin and Wudang have Half-step Grand Great Masters guarding them, so he wouldn't dare to go there. He must have gone to our He Shan Sect and the Gu Cang Sect!"

The two heads exchanged a glance and saw a trace of fear in each other's eyes. Even if they eventually killed him, what could they do? The loss to their sects would be devastating.

Both of them had experienced ups and downs in their lives, cultivating martial arts for decades, and had killed countless scoundrels and bandits. When had they ever encountered such a formidable opponent?

"What should we do?"

Both of them looked to Zhao Ling and the Wudang Sect elder who was a Half-step Grand Great Master.

Zhao Ling had calmed down from his anger at the destruction of the sect and said, "The Zhenwu Bureau will naturally compensate us afterwards, but for now, we need to find out where this kid has gone! Did he go to Gu Cang or He Shan?"

"How about this..."

The Wudang Sect Half-step Grand Great Master elder pondered for a moment, "I will go to Gu Cang with Zhao Sect Master, and the two of you will go to He Shan!"

"Alright!"

The four of them immediately split up and headed towards their respective destinations.

(End of this chapter)