Aunt, please don't chase me. I don't want to be the emperor.

Jiang Shanggong's thoughts indeed went back to three thousand years ago because of Su Luohua's words.

Three thousand years ago, the world was in chaos. The Shang Dynasty, which was in power at that time, brought disaster to the country and the people. The emperor and his ministers were only concerned with pleasure and enjoyment. The people were suffering. There were even riots in various places. It can be said that it was the most chaotic era except for the War of Heroes and the Rebellion of the Eight Kingdoms.

At that time, Lord Jiang Shang took a fancy to a man and thought that he might be able to end the troubled times. That man was King Wu of Qi, the founding emperor of the Qi Dynasty.

Finally, the story of Jiang Shanggong and King Wu of Qi even left a legend of "the willing ones took the bait". In the end, Jiang Shanggong assisted King Wu of Qi in overthrowing the tyranny of the Shang Dynasty and establishing the new Qi Dynasty.

At first glance, all this seems to have nothing to do with the Ghost Doctor Sutra.

But in fact, it matters a lot!

Because one of the main culprits who caused the Shang Dynasty to become a tyrannical regime and plunged the world into chaos at that time was Su Qingqiu!

Jiang Shang Gong stared at Su Luohua, and after a long silence, he asked, "Miss Su, do you know who the thief is?"

"I don't know, but he should be in the same group as Baili Qiankun."

"you are lying."

"Believe it or not."

Su Luohua did not tell Jiang Shanggong about Cheng Ying for three main reasons.

Firstly, Su Luohua wanted to monitor Cheng Ying to find out Cheng Longjiu's whereabouts, so she could easily take him down. Secondly, Die Ying and Baili Qiankun's true intentions were still unclear, and now that they had a prime target for surveillance, it was best not to alert them. Thirdly, exposing Cheng Ying's identity now would likely expose Ji Xian's as well, and he would then be unable to remain in Tianji Pavilion.

Now the entire Qingzhou is full of elite Zhou troops who are trying to capture Ji Xian. He is only safest in Tianji Pavilion.

Su Luohua is as smart as her sister, and she thinks a lot and makes a lot of decisions.

Then, when facing Jiang Shanggong, she was not afraid at all. Even if you find out that I am hiding the truth, what can you do to me if I don’t tell you?

It is no longer three thousand years ago. If you, Lord Jiang Shang, dare to touch a hair of mine, my Great Zhou will raze your Tianji Pavilion to the ground.

Jiang Shanggong obviously saw this from Su Luohua's eyes and expression. Finally, he sighed and changed the subject: "I don't have the secret manual of the Ghost Doctor Sutra in my Tianji Pavilion. I wonder if your father has it?"

"No."

Su Luohua and Jiang Shanggong both said that they did not have the Ghost Medical Sutra, but neither of them could judge whether what the other said was true, so they could only change the subject again.

However, the conversation between the two people afterwards was very boring. It was all just mutual testing, without any substantive content.

.....

As Su Luohua expected, some inner disciples and deacon disciples came to search for Ji Xian. When they found Ji Xian, Ji Xian was alone in the room.

After asking Ji Xian some questions, the deacons and disciples continued searching.

"Huh, they're finally leaving. Go get some rest. We have to go have breakfast with Luoxue tomorrow."

Thinking of this, Ji Xian began to look forward to tomorrow.

Ji Xian breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go to sleep, but the sword at her waist became restless again, and the powerful spiritual power was released uncontrollably again.

Ji Xian was really impatient. She took the two swords off her waist and held them in one hand, staring at the Shenghui Ji Swords: "Are you done yet? How badly do you want to chop people down? I won't be able to sleep if you continue to torment me like this!"

"Never mind, release your spiritual power however you want. I don't believe that without me as the sword master, your sword can still fly on its own."

After saying that, Ji Xian put the sword on the table, took off her coat and went to sleep.

The pair of Holy Princesses were placed on the table, releasing their spiritual energy continuously. Honestly, the weather had been quite cold recently, and the spiritual energy released by the Holy Princesses was quite warm, making the room very comfortable and cozy for sleeping.

Ji Xian was too lazy to care about Shenghui Ji anymore, so she just wrapped herself in the quilt, closed her eyes, and fell asleep peacefully.

He had been through a lot today and slept soundly.

However, I don't know how many hours have passed...

The spiritual power released by Princess Shenghui on the table has become less and less, but her spirituality is constantly increasing, and it seems that she is no less than a real person.

Without a sound, without any fluctuation of spiritual energy, without any movement, this spiritual energy gradually condensed and took shape beside the table. In the moonlight, a graceful figure appeared on the floor of the room.

The girl who appeared out of nowhere was standing by the table.

Her long, snow-white hair was as soft and smooth as silk, and combined with her slender figure and pure white dress, she looked like a piece of finely crafted white jade. Such a beauty was truly rare in the world.

But unlike the woman with pure white hair and dress, this woman's eyes were scarlet, as bright as flames, and her pupils were filled with endless vitality, as if looking into her eyes would make one feel blood boiling and full of energy.

After appearing out of nowhere, the woman looked around and finally looked at Ji Xian who was sleeping on the bed.

I walked over, but there was no sound.

He walked to the bed and opened his mouth as if he wanted to speak, but finally closed it and turned to walk to the window.

The window is open, and when you go to the window you can see the starry sky and the bright moon.

She stretched out her hand towards the moon, as if trying to grasp it, but in the end, there was nothing in her hand. She finally looked down at her palm and clenched her fist so hard that she could hear the crackling sound from her bones.

Ji Xian's perception is extremely good, even when she is sleeping.

The white-haired woman hadn't made any sound before, but it was this slight sound of bones that startled Ji Xian.

Ji Xian immediately opened her eyes and sat up from the bed: "Who is it!"

But when Ji Xian looked, there was no one in sight, only the pair of swords placed on the table, illuminated by the moonlight.

"..."

Ji Xian stared at Sheng Huiji for a long time, then looked at the window, feeling strange: "The window... I don't think I opened it that wide before."

Ji Xian still remembered that the window was half open before she fell asleep, but now it is almost fully open.

He got out of bed and carefully checked the window and the situation outside, but found nothing.

What Ji Xian didn't know was that in the forest outside the window...

The white-haired and white-dressed woman walked in the forest, her crimson eyes fixed on the front. The corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise as she chuckled and said, "Hmph, even without the Sword Master, I can still find some fun on my own."

3.63 The Emperor's Sword Spirit Shows Off His Skills

Early in the morning, in Tianxing Town.

Tianxing Town, home to the Tianji Pavilion, was bustling at all times, home to several thousand people, all practitioners from the Tianji Pavilion's eight sects. The town was rich in amenities, boasting a complete range of restaurants and inns, making it no different from any other town in the Jianghu.

And today, there is a different scenery in this town.

"Wow, look, look!"

"Oh my god, which sect's sister is that? She's so beautiful."

In Tianxing Town, a white-haired woman was walking on the street. She looked around with a pair of eyes as bright as flames, and a bright smile was on her face, as if everything she saw was new.

At this time, the white-haired woman walked to a roadside stall where they were selling sugar figures.

"Selling sugar figures, selling sugar figures."

The candy seller looked to be in his fifties, but he was actually a disciple of the Tianji Pavilion, a senior fellow of the old masters. When he saw the white-haired woman approaching, he was captivated by her beauty and couldn't help but call out to her, "Little girl, are you a new disciple? Would you like some candy?"

The white-haired woman looked over at the sound and walked forward to ask, "How much is it?"

"A penny a penny."

"Oh, no, I don't have any money."

"It's okay, it's okay. Consider it a gift from my senior brother. Here."

Being good-looking means convenience. The senior brother took the initiative to give a sugar man to the white-haired woman.

The white-haired woman took it with a smile, said "thank you," and turned to leave. However, she stopped after taking only two steps, then took two steps back to the front of the stall and asked the owner, "Let me ask, who is the most powerful person here?"

"The most powerful one is definitely our Pavilion Master Jiang Shanggong."

"Lord Jiang Shang..."

The white-haired woman muttered Jiang Shanggong's name, looking as if she were thinking: "Hmm... Ji Xian said that man can't be killed."

Then, the white-haired woman asked again: "Who is the most powerful besides him?"

"That must be the Eight Gate Master."

"Eighth Gate Master, it seems that this is not working..."

The white-haired woman thought of Ji Xian’s repeated nagging and suddenly felt annoyed: “Well, it’s really annoying. Who else is capable? Hmm…”

"Ahhh, I don't want to think about it anymore!"

The white-haired woman finally gave up thinking with a big wave of her hand. After looking around, she shouted to the people around her, "I am standing here today. Anyone who thinks he is powerful, fight me!!!"

It looked like an anxious and irritable shout, but the sound was as deep as the tide and could be heard throughout Tianxing Town.

It just so happened that two sect leaders were investigating in the Observatory and also heard the sound.

Di Kunzi and Feng Xunzi were in the Observatory. Upon hearing the noise, they both looked in the direction of the sound. Feng Xunzi spoke first, "Who's shouting? It's so loud."

"The voice carries spiritual power. The opponent's strength is not low."

Di Kunzi also judged the opponent's strength from the spiritual power fluctuations in the voice.

Feng Xunzi looked at Di Kunzi and said, "Brother, you continue investigating here. I'll go see what's going on."

"Okay, be careful. Call me if you get into trouble."

Then, Feng Xunzi rushed over to check the situation.

I saw a large number of Tianji Pavilion disciples gathered in a square in Tianxing Town, watching, apparently, a martial arts competition.

There was indeed a martial arts competition, but the people from Tianji Pavilion had already been defeated.

"Ahhhh!"

With a scream, a physical training disciple from the Tianji Pavilion was hit on the chin by an uppercut punch from the white-haired woman. The protective energy on his body was completely shattered in an instant, and the whole person flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground.

The disciples of Tianji Pavilion around were stunned.

"Oh my god, another one. This must be the fifth one."

"It hasn't been long since he defeated five people, and all in one move."

"Senior Brother Qu is a master of the Earth-Moon Realm, right? Who is this beauty? How could she shatter his protective Qi with just one punch?"

In less than three minutes, five people had been defeated, and all of them were defeated because their protective qi was shattered by a single blow.

The so-called protective qi is something that cultivators gain after breaking through to the Tiangang realm. This protective qi is colorless and invisible, forming an invisible defense on the cultivator's body surface, which can resist any attack. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the defense.

After reaching a certain level of cultivation, the protective qi can directly resist swords, spiritual attacks, and even attacks from divine weapons. After reaching the Yang Shen realm, the protective qi is even stronger enough to withstand a large number of high-intensity attacks, which is a very powerful and effective means of defense.

Once the protective qi is gone, even a Yangshen master who can display the power of world destruction is just a body of flesh and blood.

Although these disciples were not as terrifying as those in the Yangshen realm, they were all people from the Tianji Pavilion with high cultivation. No matter who came up, even if they were physical cultivators who were proficient in the art of body building, they would be killed in one punch.

Who is this woman?

Just when the group of people were confused, Feng Xunzi flew over from the sky, looked towards the bustling square and shouted, "What's going on?"

All the disciples of Tianji Pavilion looked over and were surprised when they saw that it was Feng Xunzi, the leader of Xunzi Sect.

"It's Sect Master Feng Xunzi."

"Why did the Sect Master come here in person?"

The white-haired woman looked over at the sound. Her first reaction upon seeing Feng Xunzi was, "Who is this guy?" Her second reaction was, "How strong is he?" So, she waved at Feng Xunzi in the air, "My friend over there, come down to the ground. I want to challenge you in a one-on-one duel!"

Feng Xunzi ignored the white-haired woman because he felt confused the moment he saw her, and even made a strange sound like "Hmm..."

He felt that the white-haired woman looked very familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere, but he couldn't remember where she was for a while.

But before Feng Xunzi could think about it, the white-haired woman suddenly disappeared, and the next second she appeared in mid-air in an instant, in front of Feng Xunzi!

"So fast!"

This was Feng Xunzi's first reaction, and he had no time to think about it. He quickly waved his hand to release spiritual power to block the punch from the white-haired woman.

'boom! ’

With a shattering sound, the white-haired woman's punch, gleaming with crimson spiritual energy, pierced through Feng Xunzi's spiritual defense. Feng Xunzi then used his arms to block the blow, but was knocked back by the white-haired woman, landing on a rooftop in the distance.

The white-haired woman also landed on another roof. When she landed, she took a quick step and sprinted in a straight line with extremely fast lightness skills. Her hands were shaped like hand knives, and she continuously released spiritual power to swing out red knife energy.

The sword energy was as fast as the wind and as fierce as fire, as if every blow could split mountains and crack rocks.

Feng Xunzi didn't care about so many things at this moment, and immediately took off the weapon from his waist, which was a whip made of silver and iron.

The eight gates of Tianji Pavilion and the eight kinds of supernatural powers, what Feng Xunzi cultivated is the way of military affairs.

Feng Xunzi waved the silver Ao whip in his hand, releasing spiritual power and might as powerful as a dragon swinging its tail, and at the same time as flexible as a snake swimming, knocking off all the sword attacks from the white-haired woman.

Seeing this, the white-haired woman smiled instead of being surprised: "Yes, that's right."