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Chapter 29, Why would a royal physician practice martial arts?

The assassins nearby were shocked to see their comrade killed so easily by the silver needles, realizing that their intelligence was wrong. Xu Qing not only knew martial arts, but also had profound internal strength.

He was not a novice in the martial arts world like Xu Qing. He had seen many masters of hidden weapons, and apart from a very few, most of them could not do what Xu Qing did, directly piercing the enemy's head with a silver needle.

This means that Xu Qing not only has superb skills in using hidden weapons, but also has extremely profound internal strength; otherwise, he would not have been able to do this at all.

In terms of internal strength alone, Xu Qing is almost no less skilled than the killer among birds.

Xu Qing saw that he had successfully killed one person in a sneak attack, while the other person was briefly stunned. His hands became afterimages as he gathered his inner strength and shot out silver needles continuously.

In the pitch-black room, a dozen silver needles, amplified by internal energy, scattered like petals from a fairy maiden, heading towards different acupoints on the assassin's body.

The assassin reacted quickly, retreating while waving his longsword to deflect the incoming silver needles.

The sound of the longsword clashing with the silver needles rang out continuously, and sparks occasionally fell from their friction.

"what!"

The assassin barely managed to deflect four or five silver needles before the remaining needles pierced his thighs, arms, and chest, each one striking a pressure point.

He tried to mobilize his internal energy, but found that his meridians had been blocked by silver needles, making it impossible to mobilize his internal energy. His left hand and right leg also gradually began to go numb.

Xu Qing's nameless acupuncture technique doesn't have much offensive power, but it specifically targets the enemy's acupoints, making it difficult to defend against.

It can not only block meridians, but also stimulate special acupoints to affect enemies, so Xu Qing calls it the Sixth Brother's Happy Needle.

Seeing that he was going to die here if he didn't run, the assassin turned around and tried to escape before his right leg was completely numb.

They originally thought the mission would be easy, but they never expected that Xu Qing would be a medical expert with such profound skill in using silver needles as hidden weapons.

Want to run?

Seeing that the assassin was trying to escape, Xu Qing shot out the silver needles in his hand again, but this time the silver needles did not go towards the assassin. The silver needles collided with each other in mid-air and flew all the way in front of the direction the assassin was trying to escape.

"what!!"

The assassin looked at the silver needles inserted into his foot, the piercing pain piercing his heart.

Without thinking twice, he tried to escape from another location. But after taking just one step, the same stinging sensation returned to the soles of his feet.

The assassin looked around and saw three silver needles intersecting on the dark floor, forming traps that blocked all his escape routes.

"It is the Flower Rain Silver Needle of the physician."

Before the assassin's surprise had faded, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. A silver needle pierced through his chest and embedded itself in the wall in front of him.

Xu Qing looked at the fallen assassin, not daring to relax for a moment. He took out the last two silver needles from his waist and threw them into the back of the heads of the two corpses on the ground.

Seeing that the silver needle had penetrated the back of the head and the corpse showed no reaction, Xu Qing's tense nerves finally relaxed.

Looking at the two corpses on the ground, with blood mixed with white brain matter flowing out, Xu Qing felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Xu Qing grabbed a decorative ceramic jar from the side and began to vomit violently.

"Damn it, you said it was your first time killing someone, and instead of feeling uncomfortable, you were all excited? Damn it, novels have misled me!"

Xu Qing vomited and cursed, and after vomiting up all the food in her stomach, she slumped to the ground with a look of utter despair.

"Anyone who feels no discomfort after their first murder is either a born killer or a natural-born serial killer."

"These steel needles also need to be replaced with thinner ones."

Xu Qing was still cursing. Previously, because his strength was insufficient, the steel needles he forged were thicker than the commonly used thin needles. Now that his strength has improved a lot, he can switch to the commonly used thin needles for throwing weapons.

Forcing himself to stand, Xu Qing walked toward the two corpses.

He had to dispose of the two corpses as soon as possible, otherwise, if they were discovered, people would inevitably suspect that he knew martial arts.

Xu Qing didn't want others to know he knew martial arts; he just wanted to be a happy sixth brother in the Han King's Palace.

Just like this time, the two assassins thought he didn't know martial arts and rushed in to kill him without any precautions, which gave him the opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Before the other person could react, I immediately gave them acupuncture treatment. The treatment wasn't life-saving, but it certainly sent them to a blissful state.

If they were to actually engage in a direct confrontation, Xu Qing didn't know if he could turn the tables and kill the two of them, since his greatest offensive weapon was the Nameless Needle Technique.

He's just a royal physician in the Han King's palace, possessing not only profound internal strength but also superb skills in using silver needles as hidden weapons. How could this be allowed? Who do you intend to kill?
Hearing the chanting and chaotic fighting still echoing outside, Xu Qing suppressed his nausea, removed all the silver needles from the corpses, and carried one of the bodies toward the window.

Quietly carrying the corpse out of the room, Xu Qing scaled the wall and reached the edge of the battlefield.

Although he couldn't use light-body skills, he had no problem scaling walls with his Evergreen Skill.

Seeing the imperial guards being overwhelmed by the masked Baiyue assassins, Xu Qing didn't hesitate at all. He threw the corpse on the ground and left in the dark.

After repeating this process twice, Xu Qing disposed of both corpses near the battlefield and erased all traces of himself before returning to his room.

"Phew, now no one should suspect me." Xu Qing cleaned up all the signs of the fight in the room and put away all his silver needles.

However, three silver needles were embedded in the wall and door frame, and he couldn't get them out immediately, so he could only cover them up casually.

"Reinforcements and the birds from the General's Mansion have arrived. We are saved."

"Great."

"Don't panic, keep chanting!"

Hearing the surprised exclamations of the eunuchs outside the door, Xu Qing walked to the window and observed the situation outside through the crack.

Under the bright moon, dozens of dark figures appeared in mid-air, and all kinds of feathers fell from the sky. The figures kept flashing, which showed that each of them was a master of lightness skills.

"Show-off," Xu Qing muttered.

With the return of the Hundred Birds Killer, he was completely relieved and no longer afraid of being attacked.

Back at the still, Xu Qing continued extracting allicin. After crushing the garlic, he added rice wine, sealed the jar, and waited for the garlic to settle.

Xu Qing lit the charcoal at the bottom of the bronze still, put the garlic and water into the still, and looked at the outlet of the still, waiting for the allicin to flow out.

The Fourth Young Master's Residence.

Han Yu stood on the high floor of the pavilion, looking at the Crown Prince's Mansion burning in the distance, then at the theater that was also burning, then at the peaceful Imperial Hospital, and finally at the Sparrow Tower of the General's Mansion.

Looking at the towering Sparrow Tower, which was even taller than the Han King's Palace, Han Yu's face was gloomy, his hands behind his back were clenched tightly, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

The existence of the Sparrow Tower was a disgrace to the Han royal family. As a subject's pavilion, it was higher than the king's, which was a provocation and contempt for the King of Han.

"Sooner or later, you will pay the price for this," Han Yu said coldly, looking at the Sparrow Tower.

He orchestrated all three assassination attempts tonight; Han Yu knew that Baiyue was a forbidden zone for King Han An.

Whenever anything involves Baiyue, King Han An and Ji Wuye become completely flustered and lose their ability to think.

So Han Yu had his retainers and assassins dress in Baiyue clothing and wear masks before launching the attack.

The theater was filled with the families of South Korean dignitaries; an attack on the theater would certainly implicate the royal guards.

Behind these noblewomen are the top elites of the entire Korean state, and the death or injury of any of them is not something that Ji Wuye, the general in charge of the safety of Xinzheng, wants to see.

Han Wang An and Ji Wuye knew that they would definitely do everything in their power to suppress the Baiyue assassins. Most of the Bai Niao were in the Fourth Prince's residence, and a small number were in the Imperial Hospital. Ji Wuye could only mobilize the guards of the Crown Prince's residence to capture the assassins.

The second wave of Baiyue assassins he arranged would then attack the Crown Prince's residence.

Firstly, Han Yu genuinely wanted to try and take the opportunity to kill Crown Prince Han.

Secondly, even if they couldn't kill Crown Prince Han, they could keep Ji Wuye busy and force him to either withdraw the Four Princes' residence or the Hundred Birds Assassins from the Imperial Hospital.

As he had predicted, the Imperial Medical Academy was withdrawn to surround and kill the assassins at the theater.

With the Imperial Hospital weakened, the third wave of men he arranged would seize the opportunity to launch an attack, kill Xu Qing, and thus cut off Crown Prince Han's chance of survival.

Han Qiancheng went up to the pavilion and draped an outer garment over Han Yu's shoulders.
"Qiancheng, how is the situation?" Han Yu asked in a deep voice.

"Half of the people at the theater were killed or wounded, but the rest were safely evacuated. The women, protected by the imperial guards, were all unharmed. The fire at the Crown Prince's residence is still burning; the outcome is unknown, and no news has yet come back from there," Han Qiancheng said after a moment's hesitation.
"Fourth Master, the theater has failed. What if the Crown Prince's residence and the Imperial Hospital also fail? Our losses this time are too great."

"Failure? Even if all three assassination attempts failed, it was Ji Wuye who failed." Han Yu revealed a confident smile.

The three assassination attempts have turned the entire city of Xinzheng upside down. Regardless of the outcome, all his father, King Han An, sees is the remnants of the Baiyue tribe seeking revenge.

Ji Wuye, who was in charge of the security of Xinzheng and the Han royal palace, not only failed to notice, but also allowed these people to cause a great disturbance.

Isn't this Ji Wuye's dereliction of duty? Would his father still entrust the safety of the Han Palace and Xinzheng to Ji Wuye? At that time, he could take the opportunity to seize some of Ji Wuye's military power.

With military power in hand, the loss of these loyal retainers and warriors was worthwhile.

Moreover, Han Yu didn't believe that with such meticulous planning, he wouldn't be able to eliminate a single target.

Xu Qing, the worst among them, was a royal physician who knew no martial arts at all. He couldn't believe that the retainers and assassins he had painstakingly trained couldn't even kill such a royal physician.

Looking at the faintly brightening horizon, Han Yu said...
"Get ready, I'm taking people to the Crown Prince's residence."

"Fourth Master, the situation at the Crown Prince's residence is still unclear. If we go there now, it might arouse the King's suspicion," Han Qiancheng said.

"The Crown Prince's residence has been attacked. As his younger brother and son, how can I sit idly by? This is the perfect opportunity for me to show my filial piety." Han Yu smiled faintly.

"I'll make arrangements right away."

Han Yu confidently walked down from the pavilion, intending to check his gains and, incidentally, hear the news of the death of the imperial physician who had previously ruined his chance to befriend Consort Hu.

(End of this chapter)