A master of comedy!

The moment the words "Heavenly Venerable" were uttered, it was like a bolt from the blue.

The soldiers who were about to draw their swords stopped and dared not go forward again; some even subconsciously took a few steps back.

The onlookers were not afraid; instead, they showed excitement and tension.

"The Heavenly Venerable has come to rescue Lord Bao!"

"I knew it! A good official like Judge Bao would be fine!"

"Heavenly Lord, please rescue Lord Bao..."

A few of the bolder ones even dared to shout at that direction, their words filled with respect for Bao Ying.

As for the cultivators who were sitting on the platform overseeing the execution, they fled immediately.

Yes, the moment he saw Zhou Sheng appear, he didn't hesitate at all. He quickly formed a hand seal and disappeared underground.

He silently prayed that the Heavenly Venerable would not stoop to the level of such a nobody as him.

Zhou Sheng didn't really care about the escaped cultivator, because his trip to the capital was only to pick up Bao Ying, and he had no intention of actually starting a war.

Of course, if the other party still insists on killing, then he will have no choice but to make an example of them.

However, it seems that he no longer needs to take action.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty's arrival in Chang'an has been an unforgivable offense. I beg Your Majesty's forgiveness!"

The executioner ran down the aisle trembling, his voice shaking.

Zhou Sheng didn't even glance at him, but smiled slightly at Bao Ying and walked towards him.

"Wait--"

The executioner instinctively reached out to stop him, but suddenly felt a sharp spear tip pressed against his throat.

The executioner looked up in a panic, only to meet a pair of cold, indifferent, and murderous eyes.

Clad in crimson armor, wielding the Dragon Gallant Spear, carrying the Wind and Thunder Twin Swords on his back, and wearing a Shura Demon Mask on his face, with his long hair tied into a neat ponytail, he exuded a chilling killing intent from head to toe.

Shura is handsome!
The executioner felt a jolt in his heart and immediately knew who this female general with a gun and sword was.

Crimson flames melt gold to forge armor patterns, and the Asura's face pierces through layers of clouds.

Twin swords flash, their light chilling the Big Dipper; a single spear pierces the moon, settling the fate of the world!

The woman before us is the most prominent, deadliest, and most decorated female general in the Longhua Sect over the years. Because she always wears a Shura mask, she is also known as the Shura General by the common people.

Although Da Xuan and Da Hua agreed to a truce, Yao Guangxiao did not put away his weapons and let his horses graze freely.

After the crown prince lost power, Yang Dingbang requested to retire, and rebels gradually became rampant again.

After obtaining Zhou Sheng's consent, Yao Guangxiao appointed Yang Ying as general to lead troops to quell various rebels across the land. Within a few years, the territory of Huaguo was expanded to forty-two states!
It extended from the heart of the Central Plains to one-third of the country's territory.

Since your Great Xuan's city has been occupied by the rebels, it no longer belongs to Great Xuan, but to the rebels.

Therefore, my attack on the rebels does not constitute a breach of the alliance.

As for those cities and lands, they are naturally considered as rewards for my army's suppression of the rebellion.

As a result, the war in China grew larger and larger, and Yang Ying, the Asura Commander who never showed his true face, also demonstrated outstanding command ability and extraordinary bravery.

We will surely conquer any enemy we attack, and win every battle. We will lead from the front and be able to fight against a thousand men single-handedly!
In just five years, he had become a renowned general who was famous throughout the world.

Looking across the world, the only person who could make the Asura Commander willingly serve as his attendant and bodyguard was Zhou Sheng.

“Brother Bao, your family has been rescued and is now settled in Luoyang. Your mother was very worried about you. Before she left, she held my hand and told me to make sure I brought you back.”

Zhou Sheng walked to the execution ground, personally helped him up, and removed his shackles. His smile contained no mockery, only the warmth and friendliness he showed to his old friend.

Thank you.

Similarly, Bao Ying didn't say anything about how much he could repay such a great kindness; he simply said thank you. Zhou Sheng clenched his fist and gently punched Bao Ying in the chest.

"You little steamed bun, you haven't written a single letter all these years? I didn't write because I was afraid people would misunderstand you as a traitor. But you don't write at all, which is pure ingratitude and heartlessness!"

Bao Ying clutched his chest where he had been hit and coughed violently until his face turned red. He angrily said, "Zhou Danshan, are you serious?"

Zhou Sheng smiled slightly and said, "With this punch, the matter from back then is over."

Bao Ying was taken aback, then a warmth welled up in his heart. He gazed at the figure in a green robe with graying temples, his eyes somewhat dazed.

Although Zhou Sheng still looks young and handsome, his weathered demeanor and deep eyes tell a story of how the two of them are no longer young.

Bao Ying is fifty-one years old this year. Due to years of worry and mental strain, his temples have turned white and even the corners of his eyes have wrinkles.

But when he saw Zhou Sheng again, he would still think of that boy who drew his sword in the night, upright, sharp, spirited, and clean.

Brother Zhou has changed a lot, yet he feels as if nothing has changed at all.

Whether it was Boss Long back then, the God of Drama later, or the Heavenly Venerable who dominates the region today, they are all Zhou Danshan, who would draw his sword for injustice and run for brotherhood.

"Let's go back to Luoyang."

Zhou Sheng held his wrist as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

Bao Ying shook his head.

Zhou Sheng frowned: "Baozi, the Crown Prince is dead, and even his child didn't survive. Do you still want to be blindly loyal?"

"I am not blindly loyal, I just don't want to ruin this hard-won peace."

Bao Ying sighed, “Brother Zhou, I am very touched that you came, but this matter could lead to war between the two countries. Once the fighting starts, the people will suffer. I cannot be the one to commit this sin.”

Zhou Sheng personally went to the capital and forcefully took away the criminals who had rebelled, showing no respect to the Great Xuan Dynasty. This incident could become the fuse for war between the two countries.

He wouldn't do it even if there was only the slightest possibility.

Before Zhou Sheng could speak, Yang Ying let out a cold laugh.

"Heh, that dog emperor dares to start a war? Does he even have the guts?"

"Even if there is, it's exactly what I want. The rebels are no match for me. I hope the Great Xuan's elite cavalry and tiger-step army can give me some surprises."

His voice revealed an undisguised fighting spirit and confidence.

Bao Ying looked at Yang Ying, feeling a pang of emotion.

The little girl who used to steal things from his room has grown into a great general, and the fierce aura she exudes is even stronger than her father's.

When they heard Shura publicly curse the dog emperor, the officials dared not speak out in anger.

Until a large number of elite soldiers arrived and countless cultivators transformed into rainbows and fled, the national protection array was activated. Array patterns spread throughout the entire city of Chang'an, radiating a dazzling light that outshone even the sun in the sky.

The entire city was alarmed by one person.

"Zhou Tianzun is going to the capital alone, just like Guan Yu going to the meeting alone with his sword. What courage! But are you really not afraid that you won't be able to leave Chang'an?"

A faint voice echoed.

The old eunuch wearing a dragon-shaped jade thumb ring seemed to slowly emerge from the void. Strangely, apart from Zhou Sheng, Yang Ying, and Bao Ying, no one around him noticed him.

Bao Ying's pupils dilated, and he naturally recognized him as the target he had been investigating for many years, the great demon who had been hiding in the palace for hundreds of years.

Zhou Sheng remained calm and composed, offering a faint smile.

Whether we can get out or not, we'll give it a try.

...(End of this chapter)