Under One Person: From Nascent Soul to Great Sacred Body

Although I had overestimated Jingming's strength and methods before coming, I still underestimated him.

The fact that the dragon soul could carry his body to ascend into the sky was enough to make him far surpass all the immortals and shamans he knew.

And this was the result after Jingming fought a great battle with the three Yang Shen True Persons of Quanzhen!

"I see. So you should know the consequences of a failed assassination attempt, right?"

Jingming nodded slightly, but his gaze was somewhat fixed on that person.

This guy didn't die from the attack by the other two Tang Clan assassins; he was only seriously injured.

"know."

Tang Xiao nodded, his expression remaining unchanged despite what he was about to face.

For those in this line of work, life and death are no longer a matter of concern, especially for those who have cultivated the Dan Shi technique, who have long since seen through the illusions of life and death.

"In that case, I will send you on your way."

Jingming patted the head of the dragon beneath him, signaling that it was time to make a move.

escape! !

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and the Qi around him began to change. Tang Xiao knew that Jingming was about to counterattack.

So he had only one thought in his mind: escape.

If they miss their target, they flee a thousand miles away; this is their assassin's creed.

However, within the Qi formation that covered the entire Imperial Garden, how could Tang Xiao and his two companions possibly escape?

Boom! !

A bolt of lightning streaked across the dark, cloud-covered sky and struck Tang Xiao and his two companions.

Tang Xiao's Dan Shi has a range limitation. Although Tang Xiao has made up for the range by using hidden weapons to control objects, there is still a limitation.

At least, Tang Xiao's current hidden weapon, equipped with the Dan Shi, cannot break through a distance of nine zhang.

However, the thunder born from the interaction of the narcissus qi does not have this limitation.

As long as you remain within the Qi formation of the Narcissus, a single thought can unleash a thunderbolt upon your head.

Boom!

Thunder roared in the Imperial Garden, causing the newly blossoming wintersweet to shed petals incessantly.

"Dan Shi, what a treasure. No wonder it's the foundation upon which the Tang Clan relies."

"Even on his deathbed, he was still thinking about fighting back."

Jingming beckoned with his finger, and a transparent divine soul appeared behind him. Within this divine soul, a faint aura was constantly disrupting its composition.

Before his death, Tang Xiao was prepared to take a desperate gamble and send Dan Shi into Jing Ming's body.

However, it was still just a little bit short of Jingming's body, which is why Jingming was certain that the opponent's Dan Shi could not break through the nine-zhang distance limit.

However, the Dan Shi that the opponent launched allowed Jingming to use a clever method: he used one of his 36,000 divine souls to directly bear Tang Xiao's dying attack.

And so, Tang Xiao's last Dan Shi was preserved by Jingming.

"Fortunately, these souls are just a special kind of Qi, without consciousness or feelings. Otherwise, given Dan Shi's abilities, the pain would probably be no less than that of the eighteenth level of hell."

Jingming glanced at the constantly dissipating yet regrouping divine soul under the replenishment of his own Qi, and pursed his lips.

"I dare not take you back now, otherwise I'm afraid of the Dan Shi infection."

"You stay outside for now. You can go back after I've finished researching Dan Shi."

"If all else fails, I'll break you up and then put you back together."

Jingming waved his hand, letting the spirit float behind him.

"emperor!"

As the narcissus carried Jingming back to the ground, the guards outside the Imperial Garden rushed to Jingming's side.

His pupils contracted as he glanced at the four people lying on the ground, including three charred corpses.

Something's not right, something's not right. How can this young emperor have such abilities?

"Your Majesty, I am late in coming to your rescue. Please punish me."

Everyone knelt on the ground, but after glancing at the three corpses, they dared not utter a word or make any further moves.

This young emperor really can dispose of his own life at will.

"Everyone, get up."

"It's only been about a quarter of an hour. The fact that you were able to get here is not a disappointment. At least you're not the cowards I remember."

Jingming waved his hand dismissively.

"However, if you cannot find out how these three people entered the palace and who instructed them to plot against me, then I will have no choice but to send you to the imperial prison."

Before the guards could breathe a sigh of relief, Jingming added another sentence.

"Your Majesty, rest assured, those who dare to offend the Emperor deserve to be executed!"

Upon hearing Jingming's words, one of the leading guards, his eyes resolute, spoke each word clearly.

There was nothing they could do; the narcissus, in its dragon form, was still coiled around Jingming, watching them menacingly.

Only now did they truly understand the saying from books and plays: "Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger!"

The little emperor standing before them now is no tiger, he's a dragon!

"Okay, let's take that person down for treatment."

"The co-pilot has done a great job this time. Once he recovers, I will reward him handsomely."

After saying that, Jingming took a step and walked out of the Imperial Garden.

The Tang Clan assassination attempt has come to an end. After this action, the person behind it will probably give up the idea of ​​assassinating again.

At least this thought will be postponed for a while.

During this time, it's also time to find the young emperor and change his identity back.

Being an emperor at the age of six is ​​really boring; the only place he can move around is the Forbidden City.

"Those three Tang Clan assassins are all dead."

At the Yuan residence, Yuan Shikai received official documents from the Qing court, and even a proclamation published in the newspaper, which made him somewhat uneasy.

After all, these assassins were the ones he had used to assassinate the young emperor.

Although his goal was to assassinate the imposter emperor, who, apart from a handful of people, could guarantee that the emperor was a fake?

Under these circumstances, Yuan Shikai feared that if those people in the Qing court found out, they would unite against him.

"Please rest assured, sir, the people of the Tang Clan have an extremely high level of credibility."

"Even if they are subjected to the torture of being cut into a thousand pieces, they will not reveal any information about their master."

"Otherwise, the Tang Clan's thousand-year-old reputation will be ruined."

The scholar who had been by Yuan Shikai's side spoke up to comfort him.

As early as when Yuan Shikai received the notification, he knew that the three Tang Clan assassins were most likely dead.

After all, the winding dragons above the Forbidden City can be clearly seen from any corner of the imperial city.

Under these circumstances, there was no reason why those three Tang Clan assassins wouldn't die.

"That's good, that's good. Otherwise, before I could even become the Prime Minister, the Qing court might have stripped me of my governorship."

Upon hearing the expert's words, Yuan Shikai nodded slightly and then made a joke.

Of course, Yuan Shikai knew that it was virtually impossible for the Qing court to remove him from office.

After all, he now commands a large army and is of considerable influence; it was the Qing court that begged him to suppress the rebels.

If the Qing court finds out that he arranged this, then the only bit of face left between the two sides will be gone.

If Yuan Shikai wanted to maintain relations with the Qing court, he had no choice but to relinquish his power.

As for becoming a rebel, Yuan Shikai had no such intention.

"Junzhi, what are you thinking about?"

Yuan Shikai then noticed that the scholar had his head down, as if he was thinking about something.

"My lord, I am simply curious as to why the Qing court still possesses dragon energy."

Upon hearing Yuan Shikai's words, the scholar snapped out of his daze and bowed to Yuan Shikai.

"Logically speaking, after Liu Bowen slew the dragon during the Ming Dynasty, the existence of such things should have been eradicated."

"The Qing Dynasty was able to sit on the position of the hegemon of the Central Plains because it occupied the last dragon vein that had not yet dissipated."

"Now that things have come to this point, the Qing Dynasty's dragon vein is almost completely dissipated."

"Logically speaking, that dragon shouldn't have appeared."

"What's strange to me is that the person surrounded by the dragon is the Demon Lord of Quanxing."

The scholar shook his head, seemingly deep in thought.