Qin's Moon: I'm really not the Holy Lord of the Demonic Sect

Chapter 136 Fabricated Charges

Driven by his assassin's instincts, Mo Ya dodged. Since his attack had missed, the enemy's counterattack was imminent. Mo Ya had full confidence in his movement skills. His previous move was merely due to underestimating his opponent, which was why he had only lost by one move.

He retaliated, refusing to believe that Yang Che, a student who had returned from the Jixia Academy, could be more skilled in martial arts than him, a seasoned assassin who had been working in the night for many years.

However, before Mo Ya could retaliate, Yang Che's attack had already begun. Just as Mo Ya was about to make his move, a suction force came from behind, causing him to fall backward uncontrollably.

Mo Ya gathered his energy and forcefully broke free from the suction force, then attacked Yang Che. His attack was extremely fast, so fast that the guards around Yang Che could only see afterimages and nothing else, let alone the guards.

But does Yang Che really need guards?

Faced with Mo Ya's attack, Yang Che did not dodge. He simply stretched out his palm, stirred and transformed, and two balls of true energy, one black and one white, spread out between his palm, turning into a vortex.

It then spread out with a roar, transforming into a three-foot-wide vortex of black and white true energy flowing endlessly in front of him.

Mo Ya, trapped in the vortex of true energy, felt extremely uncomfortable. The forces within the vortex were chaotic, pulling, pushing, and shifting. Under these forces, he could not even maintain stability, let alone attack.

What shocked Mo Ya even more was the strength Yang Che displayed. This ability to control everything within a three-foot radius was almost the rudimentary form of a domain. Of course, compared to a true grandmaster's domain, a three-foot radius was far too small, but that was only relative to a grandmaster. Among innate masters, this was almost an unsolvable technique.

It can be said that, based solely on the methods he has displayed at this moment, Yang Che is practically invincible among innate masters.

But how could he possibly have such powerful martial arts skills? A student who had spent several years at the Jixia Academy, a high-ranking official who rose through nepotism and flattery, a lecherous playboy—how could he possibly have such powerful martial arts skills?

Mo Ya was unaware that he was completely lost in his own world. In the past, if he missed his target, he would flee a thousand miles away. But now, he was only thinking about defeating Yang Che. In doing so, he was essentially giving up what he was best at.

So, what awaits Mo Ya?

What awaited him was the Immortal Seal Technique, which appeared for the first time in this world.

Although Yang Che has not yet cultivated the Heavenly One Heart Method and has not yet fused the two life and death true energies into one, he can still convert between life and death true energies. Naturally, he can also use the Undying Seal Technique. Although the flow of true energy is not perfect and it is easy for others to find a flaw, that is only relative to experts stronger than him. For experts like Mo Ya who are trapped in demonic obsession, the Undying Seal Technique is an unsolvable problem.

Mo Ya kept changing his attacks, but under the True Qi of Life and Death, no matter how he attacked, he would be neutralized. Some attacks were even reflected back and attacked him.

No matter how he attacked, Yang Che simply moved his palm lightly, circulating his true energy, rendering all his attacks futile.

This reminded Mo Ya of a mission five years ago, when he faced a Taoist master who also had similar skills, and he was utterly defeated that time.

Recalling his past experiences, Mo Ya suddenly realized that he was facing an unprecedented crisis. Yang Che was no match for him, because both the Taoist master from back then and Yang Che now practiced martial arts that were too effective against him. If he continued to entangle with Yang Che, he would not only fail to capture him, but he would also have trouble escaping.

Especially with countless trained laborers surrounding him, his chance to capture Yang Che had vanished.

"So this is the assassin of the night? Nothing special after all." Yang Che mocked, using the Undying Seal Technique to confine the agile Mo Ya to a mere three feet.

Faced with the mockery, Mo Ya had no energy to speak. He was even more shocked and frightened by Yang Che's mockery. In this situation, Yang Che still had the energy to speak, which meant that Yang Che had not used his full strength.

Mo Ya knew he couldn't continue this stalemate. He had to break free as soon as possible, or he would die. He forcefully gathered his true energy, unleashed it instantly, broke free of his restraints, and dashed off into the distance.

But Yang Che was faster, overtaking him and arriving in an instant. He struck Yang Che's back with a palm strike from a distance. Two completely opposite streams of true energy invaded Yang Che's meridians, instantly causing chaos in his body's true energy, almost driving him into a state of demonic possession.

He froze for a moment, and that moment was enough to be fatal, as the hooked fishing net was already wrapped around him.

"Tie them up." Yang Che gave the order, and all the men who had come with Emerald Tiger were captured.

"Yang Sikong, have you thought about how to end this?" The bound Jade Tiger became more composed. He knew very well that he was innocent. He would only collude with the Grand General, not with the Qin State. Of course, even if he wanted to collude with the Qin State, he wouldn't have the connections.

He was certain that Yang Che was framing him, but framing someone required evidence. Would it be feasible to use fabricated evidence?

If the strong bully the weak, that's fine, but is Yang Che really that strong? Behind him are the Great General and the Nightfall. If the evidence Yang Che presents is not convincing enough, Ji Wuye can overturn the case for him. At that time, who will win and who will lose is still uncertain.

"Of course," Yang Che replied calmly.

"Do you really think I've colluded with the Qin state?" Emerald Tiger asked, wanting to ascertain Yang Che's true intentions—whether it was intentional or simply a misunderstanding.

"It's probably just a fabrication," Yang Che said calmly.

"I see," Jade Tiger muttered to himself. He understood now. There was nothing more for him to do. What followed was the clash between the Grand Minister of Works and the General.

With Jade Tiger and Black Crow captured, Yang Che quickly dispatched his trained laborers to seize Jade Tiger's properties in Nanyang.

Jade Tiger truly deserves his title as South Korea's richest man. His assets in Namyang alone are astronomical, with mountains of grain, warehouses overflowing with money, endless real estate, and countless servants.

It's hard to imagine that a small country like South Korea could produce such a wealthy businessman.

However, now all of this will benefit Yang Che.

"Yang Sikong, I'm innocent! I'm innocent!" Han Fu, who was being escorted in Nanyang City, cried out hoarsely.

"You are not wronged." Yang Che waved his hand, too lazy to say more to this Nanyang magistrate. Since he had already chosen to fight against Nightfall, there was no reason for him to let it go. He wanted to thoroughly investigate Nanyang from top to bottom. Nightfall should not exist in Nanyang.

"I am the magistrate of Nanyang, personally appointed by the King. You have no right to arrest me, Yang Sikong." Han Fu still wanted to make a last-ditch effort.

"With the King's sword here, I can execute first and report later." Yang Che pressed his hand on the sword at his waist, his murderous aura chilling.

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