All the heavens, starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Chapter 196 Master Wang's Kind Heart
A restaurant in the suburbs of Dongping County.

The group of martial arts practitioners chatted leisurely.

"Wang Tong truly lives up to his reputation as a great Confucian scholar in the court; his pomp and circumstance are astonishing. Even before the birthday banquet has begun, the entire Dongping Prefecture has been placed under martial law!"

"That's not all. Although Wang Tong has a wide network of connections, how could he possibly invite so many heroes to his birthday banquet? It's far from being such a grand affair. It's because Wang Tong and Shi Qingxuan's mother—the previous generation's Cihang Saintess Bixiu—have a past relationship that allowed him to invite 'Master Shi' to perform a song. Many heroes came because of 'Master Shi's' reputation."

"Hiss, no wonder! I've also heard that 'Ba Feng Han,' who's been causing quite a stir in the Central Plains martial arts world lately, is also coming here to meet the heroes of the Central Plains. Dongping County is going to be quite lively now!"

"More than that. What is Ba Feng Han? I've heard that there's another person heading towards Dongping County. Compared to this person, Ba Feng Han's actions are probably child's play."

"Are you talking about..."

"That's right, it's that self-proclaimed Holy Emperor of the Demonic Sect, the leader of the Quanxing Sect, who subdued the Ryukyu Dongming Sect upon his debut, killed the Yuwen Clan with a single palm strike, and then defeated the Song Clan's Song Lu with another palm strike, the 'Evil Emperor' Wang Gan?!"

"But now the Yuwen Clan has already put a high bounty on him in the martial arts world. He has also obtained the Longevity Formula, forcibly taken the beauties of the Song family, and even the Goguryeo woman who knows the secret of Yang Gong's treasure trove is by his side. Most of the eyes in the martial arts world and the imperial court are on him. How dare he walk around so swaggeringly?!"

"That's why he's called the 'Evil Emperor,' because he's incredibly evil! Not only does he swagger around, but he also waves flags and shouts all the way, making a huge show of force!"

"Hiss, isn't anyone going to cause him trouble?!"

"If you are confident that your martial arts are stronger than Yuwen Huaji, the second best martial artist of the Yuwen Clan, and Song Lu, the 'Silver-Bearded Iron-Crutch', then you are welcome to go and cause trouble for him. There are also martial arts masters who do not believe in evil, and they will not only not live, but will not even have a complete corpse!"

"So, he really is the Holy Emperor of the Demonic Sect?!"

"I don't know about that. I only know that this Evil Emperor is not only extremely skilled in martial arts and acts unpredictably, but he is also exceptionally petty. If he happens to pass by and hears someone speaking ill of him, that person will suffer a terrible fate!"

"How tragic?!"

"This"

The wandering swordsman hesitated, seemingly finding it difficult to speak further.

Suddenly, a series of unified voices, full of momentum, rang out from afar.

"The Holy Emperor has descended to earth, possessing boundless magical power and extraordinary abilities, and will unify the world!"

"The Holy Emperor has descended upon the world, his lifespan as long as the heavens! His might shakes the universe, unparalleled throughout history!"

Seeing a group of people swaying towards them on the road,

The two young men at the head of the group were imposing and handsome, each holding a rectangular banner in one hand.

One side reads: "The Holy Emperor descends to earth, his magical power boundless." The other side reads: "His might shakes the universe, unparalleled throughout history."

The two looked solemn, as if they were on a pilgrimage, but perhaps it was just my imagination, but there seemed to be a deep sense of helplessness in their eyes!

Behind the two followed four men dressed in the style of the Dongming Sect. They were equally solemn, carrying the sedan chair with steady and light steps. They were clearly all skilled in martial arts. While carrying the sedan chair, they could also exhale and speak loudly.

On the palanquin, a tall man sat lazily, dressed in a snow-white robe with gold trim. He had a handsome face, half-closed eyes, and an aura that combined majesty and etherealness, like a tiger taking a nap or a drunken immortal.

Besides the man, three women were traveling with them, and what was astonishing was that each of these three women was an exceptionally beautiful woman.
The girl sitting closest to the man was dressed in men's clothing. Her eyes were bright yet contained a hint of authority. She had a slender figure and a gentle smile.

There was also a tall woman in a yellow dress who exuded an extremely captivating noble air. She looked around curiously, while also appearing somewhat shy about the actions of those nearby.

The last to follow was a woman in white, with a noble and pure face, like Guanyin Bodhisattva. Her expression was cold and aloof, and her gaze swept over the man sitting on the seat, revealing an undisguised disgust and fear.

The group walked up to the restaurant and suddenly stopped.

The two young men at the front, resembling guardian deities, suddenly spoke, their imposing presence overwhelming. The sedan bearers behind them followed suit.
"Orange or purple egg?"

"Z Orange!"

"Orange or Purple Egg?" "Orange!"

The question was asked several times in succession, each time infused with internal energy, leaving a lingering echo and an astonishingly powerful effect.
The martial arts practitioners sitting outside the restaurant were stunned, clearly having never witnessed such a shocking scene before.

They were so engrossed in watching the astonishing scene of Wang Gan and his group cheering that they didn't notice that the person who had just started discussing the 'Evil Emperor' had somehow turned pale and was trembling all over!

"Ugh"

Wang Gan suddenly sighed.

Upon hearing this sigh, the two dragons exchanged a glance, a look of helplessness flashing in their eyes.

Suddenly, the two moved and rushed straight at the group of martial arts practitioners.

boom!
Surprisingly, the Jianghu guest who had been discussing the Evil Emperor the loudest just now suddenly jumped up and scrambled to his feet, using his lightness skill to try and escape!

However, it was clear that the two dragons, having cultivated the Longevity Technique and received guidance in their lightness skills, were no match for each other. In the blink of an eye, the martial artist was subdued.

"Evil Emperor... no, Holy Emperor! I was wrong!"

The martial arts practitioner was terrified, and tears streamed down his face!

"I shouldn't have called you petty! I shouldn't have talked about you behind your back!"

The two dragons brought the wandering swordsman before Wang Gan, who begged for mercy repeatedly.
But Wang Gan waved his hand without looking up, speaking in a compassionate tone.

“I am a kind-hearted person and cannot bear to see anyone suffer such a miserable fate within a radius of ten feet.”

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling's lips twitched almost simultaneously, and they cursed inwardly.
You've actually become kind-hearted?!
However, under Wang Gan's tyrannical power, the two dragons still dragged the man ten zhang away.

The wandering swordsman's face turned ashen, as if he had foreseen his fate.

"No, no, no, I don't want to eat purple eggs!"

"Your Majesty! I am also sincere! I don't want to eat the purple egg!?"

"Ahhh!"

Soon, the martial arts practitioners on the other side learned what terrible fate had befallen the man who had hesitated to speak.
It really got bruised from being flicked!

The martial arts practitioners felt a chill run down their spines, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

No wonder they say it's extremely tragic, worse than death!
A moment later, seeing that the man was on the verge of death, Shuanglong wiped his hands vigorously and headed back to the restaurant.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling, their expressions cold, swept their gazes over the crowd.
"Orange or Purple Egg?!"

Almost without hesitation, as if rehearsed, the group of martial arts practitioners said in unison.
"Z Orange!"

Kou Zhong nodded in satisfaction.

"very good!"

"Who's the boss among you?"

One of them raised his hand, trembling.

"I am the boss, but Your Majesty, I am Z Orange! I did not say anything bad about you!"

(End of this chapter)