Eternal Saber

"Traitor Yuan Qingmo colluded with the rebel party to create chaos in the Capital City. Kill without mercy!"

Wei Yu immediately gave the order, his voice resonant, spreading across all directions, lingering without end.

"Black Tortoise Guard, protect Your Majesty!"

The Black Tortoise Lord commanded while mobilizing the Black Tortoise Guard to protect Yuan Taiping, "Vermilion Bird Guard, White Tiger Guard, Cyan Dragon Guard, hear my orders, eliminate the rebels with full force!"

"Sir, we are saved!"

On the execution platform, Jing Wuming and other former members of the Qilin Bureau were visibly excited, each eager to act.

If not for the chains binding their hands and feet, the group would have already stood up to fight alongside those below.

"Hmph!"

Taishi Qu snorted coldly, "With the heavily guarded Capital City, do they think a few weak soldiers can break the law ground?"

In his view, the group below was sparse, only numbering a few hundred.

Just the Black Tortoise Guard in the Capital City number tens of thousands.

Adding the Vermilion Bird Guard, Cyan Dragon Guard, White Tiger Guard, the four guards number a hundred thousand!

If you add the Defender Army stationed in the Capital City, the Patrol Camp, and the soldiers brought by fifteen Marshals, even just a spit from each could drown this group!

As for the Demon Monarch of Xiling, the Marshals, the Black Tortoise Lord, and Protector Lu Li can handle him.

If the Profound Celestial Sect Leader appears, unless the Demon Venerable is present, the whole group will perish here!

At his level, he was unaware that the Profound Celestial Sect Leader had already left the Capital.

"Taishi Qu, you traitor seeking to gain favor, today I will definitely take your worthless life!"

Seeing the murderous intent flashing in Taishi Qu’s eyes, clearly intending to kill, Jing Wuming cursed aloud to attract his attention.

If Taishi Qu, in anger, slashes at him, it could be considered as diverting a blow from Prince Wei, delaying a little time.

"Heh, so eager to die?"

Taishi Qu sneered, "No need to hurry, none of you will escape. The time has come, Yuan Qingmo, let me send you on your way first!"

As his words fell, Taishi Qu raised his saber, aiming at Yuan Qingmo’s neck.

"Heh heh, who goes first is not yet certain!"

A voice suddenly came.

At the first word, it was still distant. Just as Taishi Qu’s saber was about to touch Yuan Qingmo’s neck, a figure flashed, raising a hand to block.

Sword light flashed.

Clang!

The saber broke with the sound.

Taishi Qu’s body trembled, pupils contracted.

A figure appeared with grey hair, stocky and round like a meatball, seemingly an inconspicuous fat old man, but his body technique was as fast as lightning, and the short sword in his hand was a rare Divine Weapon!

The fat old man swung his sword several times, emitting streams of Sword Aura, which flowed and spun around Yuan Qingmo and Jing Wuming like a snake.

Clang clang clang!

Accompanied by a series of crisp sounds, the chains made of top-grade Cold Iron on everyone’s bodies broke, scattering everywhere.

"This is... Sword Aura!"

"This little old man is a Grandmaster!"

Although Taishi Qu had not cultivated to First Grade, as an Innate Martial Artist, he had some insight, quickly discerning the fat old man’s Grandmaster strength.

Without hesitation, he turned to flee, yelling loudly: "Black Tortoise Lord, help me!"

In front of a Grandmaster, he was nothing as a Second Grade Innate.

The Black Tortoise Lord was too preoccupied to care about him.

"Can I let you run away in front of me?"

As Taishi Qu was about to leap off the execution platform and blend into the chaos below, the fat old man’s voice came again, as if next to his ear.

Before Taishi Qu could react, his neck was grabbed by a small, fat hand, lifting him up and then heavily slamming him back onto the execution platform!

Taishi Qu flipped up, eyes fierce, about to grab Yuan Qingmo beside him as a hostage.

But as he flipped, his legs turned weak, powerless, and he fell back in place.

"Ah!"

It was at this moment that Taishi Qu felt a heart-piercing pain from his Dantian!

He could not circulate his Innate True Qi.

In the brief contact of being grabbed and slammed by the fat old man, his Dantian was already ruined!

"I’ll leave this person to you." The fat old man nodded.

Taishi Qu held his Dantian, his face drenched in sweat from the pain, looking up at Yuan Qingmo rising slowly, carrying a Broken Saber, and seeing the former Qilin Bureau members surrounding him, his expression was one of terror.

"Sir, Your Highness, brothers... I, I am also helpless, I..."

Taishi Qu uttered in a panicked voice, trembling slightly.

Slick!

Without a word, Yuan Qingmo swung his saber, slashing Taishi Qu’s throat.

Slurp!

Scarlet blood gushed forth, Taishi Qu glared, helplessly falling down.

This execution platform ultimately became his final resting place.

"Master!"

On the city wall, Yuan Qingmu saw the fat old man appear, and quickly called out.

The fat old man flashed and, within an instant, reached the city wall, grabbing Yuan Qingmu and rescuing her from the wall.

The guards on the wall rushed forward, missing their target.

Some even charged too forcefully, tumbling off the wall.

"So you’re the senior of One Step to the Clouds."

Yuan Qingmo hurried forward to pay respects and said, "Junior Yuan Qingmo and the brothers of the Qilin Bureau thank the senior for his rescue."

"A trivial matter." The fat old man waved his hand dismissively, handing the short sword, sharp as mud, to Yuan Qingmu.

This short sword was originally his gift to Yuan Qingmu.

However, she had handed it over to Changsun Ming as a token to go to Wusun Country to seek help.

"Master, why did you bring a wine jar here?"

Yuan Qingmu saw the fat old man carrying a jar of wine in his other hand and was puzzled.

Referring to this matter, the fat old man was fuming, uncorking the jar and taking a large gulp, then complained, "It’s because of your paramour. Everyone agreed to go shoulder to shoulder and pour a cup of wine, then smash the cup as a signal."