Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 185: Big Sister Jiang Xuan Trapped in the Black Cage

The Great Sword Saint of Three Thousand Miles, a single sword can cut through mountains and rivers!

The sword is made of the shattered cold iron of the super martial artist from the Nine Rivers Mountains, weighing three thousand catties.

The person is the "Great Sword Saint," who is only one step away from entering the Half-step Grand Great Master realm!

This sword has both the shape of an ordinary weapon and is the "lifeblood of a soldier." Apart from its original owner, no one in the world can draw it out!

Even the Grand Great Masters and Venerables, if they were to draw the hilt, would destroy the blade!

At this moment, the Crown Prince not only drew it out intact, but the blade was undamaged, and he even held it up, looking quite appreciative.

What is the explanation for this?

Not only was the "Great Sword Saint" himself astonished, but the "Ghost Monk" and the four women were also momentarily at a loss.

After a moment, the "Great Sword Saint" finally reacted and said in a hoarse and unpleasant voice, "It's probably worth more than one hundred taels! I won't sell this sword for a thousand gold!"

"Then I'll give you ten thousand gold, sell it to me as a fire poker?"

Xin Zhuo casually stroked the sword flower, with a curious look of a boy who knows nothing about martial arts.

He naturally recognized that this was no ordinary sword. It was probably the lifeblood of a small Great Master, which was why he was curious and drew it out to take a look.

He had already reached the Half-step small Great Master realm and could collect materials for "lifeblood weapons." He just didn't have any clues at the moment, so he planned to ask his grandmother later.

The "Great Sword Saint" fell silent for a moment, realizing that he had said too much. The value of a lifeblood weapon couldn't be measured in silver coins. With the Crown Prince's identity, even if he filled the entire courtyard with gold, it would probably not be difficult. He had to change the topic, "You've held it for a long time, don't you feel tired?"

"I'm quite tired! Here you go!"

Xin Zhuo reinserted the sword into the sword hole, clapped his hands, and turned to leave.

Only then did Sai Qingzhu and the four women react, following him with puzzled expressions.

"Hahaha..."

The "Ghost Monk" laughed heartily, his figure flashed back to the tower gate and sat down, still laughing incessantly. "The Great Sword Saint's sword, which no one in the world can draw, was taken away and played with by a little brat. The Great Sword Saint shouldn't be called the Great Sword Saint anymore, he might as well be called a blacksmith!"

The "Great Sword Saint" glanced at him, seemingly unwilling to pay attention, closed his eyes, and once again entered a state of meditation.

At this moment, a voice that was extremely old and even somewhat weak came from the top of the tower, "How is it?"

Both of them stood up and saluted, their expressions solemn, "He conceals his martial realm, possesses immense strength, and can draw out a lifeblood sword. It's somewhat strange!"

The "Great Sword Saint" cupped his hands again and said, "I don't know how he can draw it out. I ask Venerable to enlighten me."

The old voice fell silent for a long time before muttering, "Your lifeblood sword is not something that no one can draw. The divine True Qi can seize all weapons in the world!"

"But the Crown Prince didn't use even a bit of True Qi. I can't see his cultivation base as a martial realm, so where does his divine True Qi come from?"

The "Great Sword Saint" still didn't understand.

The top of the tower also seemed a bit puzzled, just like the silence from before, only the ripples were a bit chaotic.

...

At this time, Xin Zhuo had already walked into a slightly dilapidated alley, covered in damp stains and sparse moss.

This was extremely abnormal in the Jiang Family, where every brick, tile, grass, and tree was meticulously cared for.

He admitted that he was lost and didn't know how he ended up in this strange place. He looked at the deep and secluded alley ahead, hesitating to turn back.

The blue-eyed Yam looked at him, her eyes flickering, pursed her lips, and whispered, "The Crown Prince can leave from the front."

"...Your provocation is too naive, you still need practice."

Xin Zhuo said, ignoring the bewildered Yam, and really stepped forward, continuing to walk towards the depths of the alley.

Whether it was curiosity itself or curiosity after being provoked, it was still curiosity.

The four women behind exchanged glances, their faces showing a hint of solemnity and inexplicable struggle.

The deeper into the alley, the more damp it became, with a faint chill in the air. This was extremely abnormal for the early summer season.

After walking for half an incense stick's worth of time, the sound of crying and the clanking of chains could be heard.

Taking a few quick steps, the front suddenly opened up. Exiting the alley, a strangely shaped courtyard came into view. The sounds of crying and the dragging of iron chains emanated from inside, accompanied by a chilling and resentful aura.

Xin Zhuo walked up to the front of the courtyard and looked up, seeing the words "Wu Zhu" written on it.

Stepping through the gate, he saw rows of rooms on both sides, sealed shut with thick iron bars. Vague figures were hidden inside, and the sounds of crying and chains came from these people.

Seeing someone approach, the crying in the rooms ceased, replaced by the sound of chains rattling urgently. Faces, young and old, male and female, peeked out.

"Who are you?"

A gloomy voice questioned hoarsely.

Xin Zhuo scanned the surroundings and spoke in a clear voice, "I am the legitimate eldest grandson of the contemporary Jiang family, the current Prince of Xiqin County!"

"Prince, I have been wronged. I was once a great general of the Louling Kingdom, well-versed in military strategy, and capable of leading troops into battle. I can be of great use. Please let me out!"

"Prince, I am not a demoness. I can serve you. Please let me out!"

"Please, I have been imprisoned for ten years. I know my mistakes and I will change. Please release me, I promise to change!"

...

The air was filled with the dense and pleading sounds of misery.

Xin Zhuo stopped in his tracks and listened attentively.

He could clearly tell that this was where the Jiang family imprisoned their prisoners, but he didn't know why there were so many people here.

The four women, Hongshu, Shanyao, and the others, stared at his expression, hoping to find a trace of mercy, compassion, and the kindness that a young man should possess.

None.

Jiang Shizi's face remained expressionless, not showing the slightest emotional fluctuation, even if he was suppressing discomfort.

This greatly disappointed the four women.

Xin Zhuo continued walking deeper into the "Wu Zhu" area. It was quite large, starting with simple cage-like houses and followed by courtyards with peculiar designs and tight defenses. Further away, there were pavilions and caves.

After a while, he arrived at a courtyard filled with flowers and weeping willows, causing him to stop once again.

In the midst of the oppressive gray iron cage rooms and the silent cages, suddenly there was an additional place, like a green sprout in the withered grass, difficult to ignore.

He stepped forward, but unexpectedly, the four women, Sai Qingzhu and the others, suddenly blocked his path, their expressions changing slightly. "You can't enter here!"

Xin Zhuo chuckled, "Why? You led me in, so why are you stopping me now?"

He tried to go around them.

"Jiang Yuqing, you can't enter here. If you do, there might be no one to serve you in the future!"

The four women stopped him again, their cold eyes showing a hint of nervousness.

Xin Zhuo paused, thinking about who could be inside that he couldn't see, causing the four maidservants who were filled with killing intent towards him to be so nervous.

While he was contemplating, a loud noise suddenly came from the opposite room door, followed by a face appearing at the window. The woman's face was pale and haggard, with half of it covered in bloody scratch marks, her eyes filled with confusion.

She was a woman in her thirties, perhaps originally beautiful, but at this moment, she looked like a ghost.

"Young man, who are you?" It seemed like she hadn't spoken in a long time, her voice sounding as if it was being squeezed out from between iron plates, very unpleasant.

Sai Qingzhu and the four women's expressions changed, and a strong wave of Five Elements True Qi surged from their bodies as they moved to protect the prince and leave.

However, Jiang Shizi's face darkened, and a hint of killing intent even appeared. "I want to talk to her, step aside!"

Sai Qingzhu and the four women hesitated.

Xin Zhuo bypassed the four women and looked at the woman at the window. "I am Jiang Yuqing!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then her body trembled violently. Her face twisted, her eyes bloodshot, and she suddenly reached out her hand, "Younger brother, you've come back. I am your older sister, Jiang Huan! Listen to me, you must listen to me. The battle against the Kunxu demons fourteen years ago was a trap, a scheme. The five county princes died in battle, and twenty-six legitimate heirs of the Jiang family died. The bodies of fifteen thousand old soldiers from Xiqin covered the Kunxu Mountain. Sister personally experienced it!

There are people who won't tolerate the Jiang family, and grandmother is afraid. You must be careful, you must protect yourself..."

(End of this chapter)