Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2660 Recapture
"When did you become the head of the Water Academy?"

This was the question Jiang Yuanyuan most wanted to ask when Xu Yishan dragged her away.

Xu Yishan is not even twenty years old yet, how did he become the headmaster? This speed of promotion is too outrageous! There has never been such a precedent in Jixia Academy!

Are you sure you want to ask this now?

As Xu Yishan stirred up the water jets to wash away the swarm of guards that appeared in front of him, he took a moment to reply.

"No, you're not even at the Heavenly Rank..."

Jiang Yuanyuan knew he had gone off-topic, but he still couldn't help asking.

“My master is the headmaster of the entire academy and is too busy to take care of the affairs of the academy’s headmaster,” Xu Yishan said methodically, wielding his sword. “There’s no one else in the Water Academy, so if I don’t become the headmaster, who will?”

"But this is too reckless..."

"How outrageous is it?" Xu Yishan glanced at him. "Your Majesty, you've already ascended the throne."

The implication is that if you can be a king, what's wrong with me being a headmaster?
Chen Zichu burst out laughing, and Jiang Yuanyuan almost fell over.

"So what if I ascended the throne!"

Jiang Yuanyuan gritted her teeth and roared, "Who else but me can be the King of Southern Chu?"

"Then prove it to everyone."

Xu Yishan suddenly stopped, and Jiang Yuanyuan bumped into his back.

"you……"

“Your Majesty,” Xu Yishan turned around, “as you said, let’s prove it to everyone.”

"You are the true King of Southern Chu."

The three had already run out of the Cold Palace and arrived at a square in front of a main hall. Behind Xu Yishan were guards from the Southern Chu Palace rushing in from all directions, like waves.

Jiang Yuanyuan stared intently at the scene behind him.

Xu Yishan took another sword from his waist and handed it to Jiang Yuanyuan, saying, "This is what Baoyue asked me to bring to you."

Jiang Yuanyuan recognized it as Ying Baoyue's Sunset Sword.

This was originally a discarded sword in the scrap metal pile of Jixia Academy. Jiang Yuanyuan clearly remembered the rainy day when Ying Baoyue picked it up.

A discarded sword was picked up by a girl who had no hope for it, and from then on it became a famous sword on the continent.

Jiang Yuanyuan gripped the hilt of the Sunset Sword tightly, her breathing rapid, "But Jinniang, she..."

“Baoyue has already sent General Meihua to rescue her. I trust her plan. If you really want to protect your queen, then you must first reclaim your own position.”

Jiang Yuanyuan closed his eyes, took off his hood, pushed Xu Yishan aside, and walked in front of the two of them.

The guards who were rushing towards him were stunned at first, and then involuntarily slowed their pace.

Jiang Yuanyuan drew her sword.

To conceal one's sharpness for the sake of the ruler.

These were words he read in an ancient book when he was young, but now, in order to protect his throne, he must draw his sword.

Jiang Yuanyuan pointed the tip of her sword at the guards ahead.

The palace guards froze and stopped in their tracks.

"Recognize who I am."

"Do you all intend to turn your weapons against me?"

Jiang Yuanyuan was not wearing royal robes or a crown, and her cheeks were deeply sunken from hunger after many days of starvation.

He looked disheveled and lacked any regal dignity.

But Xu Yishan stared at his back, and he had never felt that this former second prince of Southern Chu was so much like a king.

Jiang Yuanyuan walked step by step toward the frozen guards. As he took a step forward, the guards took a step back.

The guards trembled and looked at each other in bewilderment.

With a "crack," a young soldier's weapon fell to the ground, and he hurriedly knelt down.

"His Majesty!"

This shout roused those around them, and more and more soldiers dropped their weapons and knelt on the ground in fear.

"Don't listen to him!"

Just then, cultivators from the outer perimeter arrived, shouting, "Your Majesty is in the Ziwei Palace! This man is merely the younger brother of Crown Prince Yide, while Your Majesty is the son of Crown Prince Yide!"

“This person has been demoted to a subject by His Majesty the Regent and is not the King of Southern Chu at all!” Xu Yishan had tried his best, but he could not stop these cultivators from getting closer. He gritted his teeth and raised the blood-stained Broken Water Sword.

Before he could make a move, an angry shout rang out.

"presumptuous!"

Jiang Yuanyuan's sword energy suddenly struck the man, shaving off a lock of his hair.

“I am right here,” he said coldly, staring at the man. “If you refuse to acknowledge me as your king, then come before me and plunge the sword in your hand into my chest.”

"Listen up, everyone! Nobody move!"

"Watch how this cultivator from Southern Chu kills their king."

The cultivator widened his eyes, rushed to Jiang Yuanyuan's side, raised his sword, and approached Jiang Yuanyuan step by step.

"His Majesty!"

Some of the kneeling guards around her cried out in alarm, but Jiang Yuanyuan raised a hand, signaling them not to come any closer.

The tip of the cultivator's sword touched Jiang Yuanyuan's clothes at the chest. Jiang Yuanyuan neither dodged nor avoided it, but simply stared fixedly into the other person's eyes.

"ginger……"

Just as Xu Yishan was about to move, Chen Zichu pressed down on his sword-wielding hand.

"look!"

The swordsman's hand holding the sword trembled violently, and with a snap, the blade slid down Jiang Yuanyuan's chest and fell to the ground.

Jiang Yuanyuan's front was cut open with a huge gash, but her skin and flesh were not injured at all.

The practitioner collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat.

“He is, after all, a man of Southern Chu,” Chen Zichu breathed a sigh of relief and patted Xu Yishan on the shoulder. “In broad daylight, who would dare to assassinate their ruler?”

Chen Zichu glanced at the composed Jiang Yuanyuan, "Besides, he did a good job."

Xu Yishan nodded.

Jiang Yuanyuan looked at the cultivator on the ground and said calmly, "I forgive your sins."

“And you,” he glanced at the other guards around him, whose faces were filled with panic, “all those who once followed the Prince of Linchuan, as long as they sincerely repent, I will forgive their past transgressions.”

"His Majesty!"

"Your Majesty's grace!"

Upon hearing this, the guards and cultivators who had been wavering immediately laid down their weapons.

Xu Yishan and Chen Zichu exchanged a glance, then knelt down on one knee.

The surging crowd all knelt down, leaving only Jiang Yuanyuan standing in place.

Just then, hurried footsteps came from afar. Jiang Yuanyuan looked up and suddenly saw Li Jinniang being escorted by Li Meiniang as they fled for their lives.

Li Jinniang stopped in her tracks and looked incredulously at Jiang Yuanyuan in the center of the crowd.

"You bitch, stand up..."

The pursuers chasing Li Jinniang froze, staring blankly ahead.

"His Majesty?"

Jiang Yuanyuan's sharp gaze fell upon the pursuers behind Li Jinniang. "What are you doing?"

Before the pursuers could react, the cultivators who had been kneeling on the ground and had already turned against them pounced on them and pressed them to the ground.

Li Meiniang stopped wielding her sword and looked at her brother-in-law, who was a complete stranger to her, with some surprise.

Jiang Yuanyuan gave her a grateful look, then bowed deeply to Li Meiniang, saying, "Thank you."

Li Meiniang sheathed her sword without uttering a word, only reaching out to wipe the blood from her sister's face.

Jiang Yuanyuan reached out her hand to Li Jinniang.

The kneeling crowd parted to make way for them.

Li Jinniang took a deep breath and walked step by step to Jiang Yuanyuan's side.

"Now, all that's left for me to reclaim is the Imperial Seal."

"You don't have to go."

Suddenly, a female voice rang out from the air, "That thing is here."