Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 46 Swords Faced

Yang Xu, an assistant secretary in the Ministry of Revenue, achieved a very good position at just over thirty years old.

But no matter how good they are, they are still people from the Ministry of Revenue.

If someone were truly a traitor, why would he be the one to arrest them?
He even brought the Feathered Army with him. Does he have the ability to do that?
But he still came, because he was not only from the Ministry of Revenue, but also from the Princess.

Pei Xia understood Pei Xi's meaning the moment she saw Yang Xu.

Pei Xia was not—at least in the eyes of most people in Beishi City—a very powerful and influential figure.

His most prominent asset is undoubtedly being the only son of Prime Minister Pei Xi.

But this time, at Pei Xi's request, he returned to Beishi City and demonstrated enough wisdom in the case of the Prime Minister's death, giving this young man, who had been away from the capital for ten years, the opportunity to show himself to the top echelons of power.

That's why Yang Xu came.

This was Luo Xianqing's clear indication: abandoning Xu Shangxin and choosing Yang Xu was tantamount to choosing the Eldest Princess.

He knew the so-called "truth" that he was a trusted minister whom Luo Xian was grooming to be a close confidant. Because of Pei Xi's influence, he would soon surpass Yang Xu, and even Chao Cuo, to become another powerful figure in the Great Ling.

At the same time, Luo Xian had to make Pei Xia understand that this was not something Pei Xia had fought for for himself, and that Luo Xian did not need him.

Rather, it's because the eldest princess is willing to give you a chance.

You've proven your intelligence, but to seize this opportunity, you also need to prove your loyalty.

how to prove?

Abandon what you like and endure what you hate.

Pei Xi can tame Pei Yu into the way he needs to be, and Luo Xian also wants to tame one.

Yang Xu fell into the filth he had vomited.

Amidst the stench, he heard the sound that terrified him most.

laughter.

It's unclear who it was, but someone was hiding in the crowd—perhaps a member of the Feathered Army, or a passerby watching from a distance—but someone was laughing at him.

Enraged, he scrambled to his feet, frantically wiping his face with his sleeve, breathing heavily: "Pei Xia! You've colluded with a traitor! You deserve to die!"

The only answer he received was the sound of iron scraping against bricks and stones.

Pei Xia dragged a three-foot-long iron rod, the tip of which knocked down the steps one by one. He walked out of the Prime Minister's residence and stood at the bottom of the long steps.

Then he took a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

He didn't make a move, but instead puffed out smoke and squinted at Yang Xu.

No need for foul language; just a hint of pitying contempt in his eyes is enough to drive him into a frenzy.

"Take him down! Where is he?! Take him down!"

His frantic roar finally spurred the Feathered Army soldiers beside him to swarm forward.

Xu Shangxin nervously clenched her hands at the entrance of the Prime Minister's residence.

As for Yang Xu, that's fine, it's not like it's the first time we've fought him.

But the Feathered Army is the Imperial Guard of the Great Feathered Army. Putting aside whether they could defeat them, Xu Shangxin knew all too well what it meant to attack them.

Pei Xia...

Pei Xia squeezed the cigarette from her mouth to the corner of her lips.

Then he raised the three-foot-long iron rod.

The meridians began to bulge, and spiritual energy surged freely into them. Beneath the muscles and bones, the qi vibrated, emitting a deep, resonant sound like a morning bell.

Several Feathered Army soldiers, brandishing long spears and charging towards Pei Xia, felt as if their ears had been punched.

The continuous ringing in my ears made my vision blur.

Pei Xia took a step forward, raised his long staff, and swung it heavily down on the waist-cinching armor!
A crisp popping sound rang out, and the armor, like ceramic, shattered into countless messy glitter pieces in an instant.

Almost instantly, several armored soldiers were sent flying backward with muffled groans, crashing straight into the crowd and losing consciousness!

Yang Xu hadn't expected that he knew Pei Xia had cultivation, but how deep could his realm be at his age?
With a single swing, the man and his armor were as brittle as paper!
Before he could call for help again, the thin man suddenly closed in on him.

Too close. Yang Xu stood too close in order to humiliate Xu Shangxin and provoke Pei Xia.

The figure's back blocked the light, and from his vantage point above, Yang Xu could only see a bright spark at the corner of the other's mouth.

No matter how confident you were in your own safety before.

At this moment, he finally realized—Pei Xia really could kill him!
"Ah...ah—" Yang Xu no longer cared about the dirt on the ground. He hugged his head tightly, curled up into a ball, and rolled on the ground.

Then, he heard a clear, metallic clang.

A long sword blocked Pei Xia's iron rod.

The two powerful energies collided fiercely, generating a terrifying gust of wind in a moment of tearing and biting.

Pei Xia slightly raised her chin and looked at the person in front of her.

She was tall and slender, dressed in a smart white brocade dress, with her long ponytail fluttering in the wind.

Their eyes met, and Pei Xia's gaze slowly turned cold: "What are you doing here?"

Luo Xiaojin took a deep breath: "I have come here on the orders of the Princess to assist in the capture of the wanted criminal."

Wanted criminal?

Ha, he's about to commit a crime.

Amidst the chaotic gusts of wind, Pei Xia glanced at her conspicuous white robes: "These aren't the robes of the Holy Palace, are they?"

Luo Xiaojin kept her mouth tightly shut and did not answer.

On the contrary, Yang Xu, who was on the ground, saw Luo Xiaojin standing in front of him and immediately jumped up again: "Miss Luo has made a meritorious report and has been promoted by His Highness to the position of Chief of the Insect and Bird Bureau, a seventh-rank official!"

Luo Xiaojin glared fiercely at Yang Xu and said, "Shut up!"

"Report?"

Pei Xia was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening.

Luo Xiaojin is a blood cultivator. She is Sui Zhiwo's disciple and is the most suitable witness.

"Ha, ha, so you gave false testimony and reported your own master?"

Pei Xia really didn't expect this.

Although he didn't have much affection for Luo Xiaojin, whether it was her selfless pursuit of Guo Han or her compromise to help Pei Xiu, she was at least a person with a sense of justice.

"Hahaha, Officer Luo, isn't your white robe beautiful? Is this official uniform comfortable to wear?!"

Luo Xiaojin did not respond.

She couldn't answer.

She simply pursed her lips, her chest heaving violently.

Blood-red light emanated from the longsword, and crimson energy temporarily separated the two. Luo Xiaojin flicked the sword in her hand, her gaze fixed on Pei Xia: "The princess has taken a liking to you, and this is your chance. Pei Xia, we still have some acquaintance, and I hope you won't ruin your life."

The long stick struck the ground, and the sound of striking metal echoed in front of the Prime Minister's residence.

Pei Xia exhaled a puff of white smoke and grinned maliciously: "I'm a human, I won't be a dog."

Luo Xiaojin clenched her teeth so tightly that her mouth was full of blood.

"...Is it that I don't want to?"

"I don't want to?!?"

She raised her sword, feeling that her hand had never been so steady as it was today. The scalding blood in her body began to cut through her meridians like knives, but soon, the surging spiritual energy repaired them as if they were new.

The instantaneous, thousand-fold cleansing caused her inner cauldron to expand rapidly, and an unprecedented burning sensation spread throughout her body.

In an instant, Luo Xiaojin's aura surged wildly, and a completely new realm opened up to her.

She exhaled a long breath, her bloodshot eyes looking at Pei Xia: "The special ability in your body only works on magic. As for martial arts, you are only at the Zhen Gang Realm. Pei Xia, surrender."

Pei Xia raised the heavy three-foot iron rod with one hand and sneered, "You think you're so capable, huh?"

(End of this chapter)