Función clerical

Capítulo 78

Qingxing wore a bitter expression, and the Twelve Nights behind her also looked miserable...

Raikage crossed his arms over his chest and sneered, "What sword formation... If you want to fight, fight me yourself..."

Hearing the arguing on one side, the righteous people on the other side quickly tried to mediate—everyone knew that this black-clad subordinate of Young Master Twelve Nights had a very eccentric personality and loved to cause trouble for Young Master Twelve Nights for no reason. It was only because Young Master Twelve Nights was gentle and kind-hearted that he didn't hold it against him...

The newly recovered Hengshan Sect Leader said loudly, "We have already troubled Young Master Twelve Nights to take the lead, but we can't let Young Master Twelve Nights do all the work. Everyone, how about we work together to capture this demonic cultist?"

This shout was met with a response from the crowd.

Their current mission is merely to probe the Demonic Sect. Capturing this border city of the Demonic Sect and even capturing a few of its Dharma Kings would be an unexpected bonus.

"You guys?"

With a sinister laugh, the Asura King suddenly retreated and gestured behind him. A row of demonic disciples then fired arrows downwards.

A dense swarm of arrows rained down on the righteous people.

Caught off guard, the righteous warriors hurriedly defended themselves. Due to their superior martial arts skills, most of them managed to deflect the arrows, but some disciples with weaker martial arts skills were still hit.

The arrows pierced the disciples' bodies; some suddenly exploded into a cloud of iron sand, severing limbs; others were coated with deadly poison, which spread across their arms in an instant, or simply rotted and caused them to collapse to the ground groaning in pain.

The horrific scene was so close that it ignited anger in everyone present.

Before they could react, a second wave of arrows was about to come.

Just as everyone was about to resist, a clear and pleasant voice said, "Make them stop."

Not far from the city wall, a man in white held a sharp sword to the neck of a man whose eye was half covered.

The sword slowly and deliberately rubbed against the man's throat. The man in white smiled and repeated the action, his demeanor refined and elegant, as if he were doing something refined and graceful.

No one saw how Su Chenche did it, not even the Asura King himself reacted, but Su Chenche's sword appeared out of thin air at his neck.

...A drop of sweat dripped down the Asura King's forehead.

Only then did he realize that Su Chenche was right; he was indeed no match for him.

Although Su Chenche had the advantage of being caught off guard, based on that speed alone, I wouldn't last ten moves against Su Chenche.

But before... Su Chenche wasn't this powerful!

But for the righteous path, this is undoubtedly excellent news.

Most people breathed a sigh of relief. As the saying goes, to catch a thief, you must first catch the king. Now that the king has been captured, what is there to be afraid of!

So they started gossiping amongst themselves:

"Well done, Prince Twelve Nights!"

"Young Master Twelve Nights truly deserves to be called the number one rising star in the martial arts world; he makes us ashamed."

"Young Master Twelve Nights is so dashing... Oh, he seems to be looking this way!"

"Get away, he's not looking at you, he's looking at me."

Su Chenche ignored him, but leaned close to Asura King's ear and whispered, as if giving a command, "Tell them to leave and open the city gates."

The Asura King sneered, "Even if you kill me and seize the city, you will never reach the headquarters of my Holy Church."

Su Chenche smiled indifferently: "That's none of your business."

His tone was rather calm and uneventful, yet it made the Asura King's heart skip a beat for no apparent reason.

He and Prince Twelve Nights were old acquaintances.

The existence of Twelve Nights is to destroy the Demonic Cult, while the Demonic Cult is also relentlessly hunting down Twelve Nights.

They had fought when Twelve Nights was still a boy, and the outcome was only fifty-fifty. But it still made him secretly alarmed, because he was five or six years older than Twelve Nights. If Twelve Nights reached his age, his martial arts would probably have reached an extremely terrifying level.

He must be killed...

Asura King thought to himself.

No matter how hard he tried, he would always be escaped by Prince Twelve Nights in all sorts of unbelievable and astonishing ways.

—This guy doesn't care at all about being chased!

What's even more incomprehensible is that, no matter how much he was being hunted down, Prince Twelve Nights didn't really have much of a desire to kill him...

This was an humiliation that Asura King, one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Demonic Sect, absolutely could not tolerate!

But now...

A faint killing intent emanated from Su Chenche, and the blade hanging at his neck was cold and sharp. Asura King was absolutely certain of one thing... Young Master Twelve Nights really wanted to kill him.

This feeling was so intense that it made Asura King's palms sweat.

Su Chenche's voice still echoed in his ears: "Well, have you thought it through? My patience is limited... I'll count to three, and if you still don't give the order after three, then..."

He narrowed his eyes, his smile both gentle and cold: "I'm going to kill you."

The Gandharva King's clear and melodious voice came from the city tower, with a slight hesitation.

"How is it, King Asura..."

Su Chenche: "Three..."

The Asura King suddenly said, "Wait a minute, I have hostages."

Su Chenche: "Two..."

The Asura King shouted, "Gandharva King, quickly bring that woman over here!"

Su Chenche: "One..."

The knife penetrated deep into the muscle.

Death was imminent, and at this point, no one would be unafraid. Asura King's heart was practically in his throat.

"Let me go..."

A soft female voice rang out from the city wall.

The sound was so faint that only those living right next to the city gate could hear it.

No longer caring about his cold and gloomy image, the Asura King shouted with his eyes closed, "If you kill me, I will tear your beloved to pieces to vent my hatred."

There was no pain as expected, and the knife did not penetrate any further.

The Asura King waited for a while, then opened his eyes.

What came into view was the slightly confused expression on Young Master Twelve Nights' face. He raised his head, his eyebrows twitched, and he asked as if to confirm, "Valley Master of Rejuvenation Valley... Shen Zhili?"

On the city wall.

Shen Zhili was roughly dragged over by the Gandharva King.

Wearing shackles already made it difficult for her to move around. As she dragged herself along, the shackles rubbed against her wrists, quickly causing multiple abrasions, some of which even bled.

The Gandharva King grabbed her hair and pressed her straight into the groove of the city wall. The force was so great that Shen Zhili felt as if she had suddenly crashed into the city wall. Her internal organs were shaken, her chest felt tight, and she felt nauseous.

She could see Su Chenche's figure with just a glance down, no more than a wall away.

In an instant, a strange emotion spread through her heart, a mixture of bitterness, astringency, sourness, and sweetness... She liked this man. They had done the most intimate things together. She subconsciously relied on him, missed him, and wanted to spend her life with him, yet she didn't even know if he truly liked her.

Believe it or not, she has made her decision.

She has no regrets.

My mind was at ease.

Shen Zhili still remembers that when they last met, Su Chenche hugged her and said, "Wait for me to come back, Zhili, I will marry you with the grandest and most extravagant wedding in the world." But she doesn't know if Su Chenche will have forgotten her by the time they meet again.

However, whether one forgets or remembers, the answer will be revealed now.

The Gandharva King pressed Shen Zhili firmly against the city wall, snatched a disciple's long sword and held it to Shen Zhili's neck. His light and charming voice suddenly turned ruthless: "Young Master Twelve Nights, if I want to kill her, you absolutely cannot stop me."

The Asura King gave a sinister smile and shouted, "Your beloved is in my hands... Don't you care about his life or death? Release me now!"

The righteous people, however, became anxious.

Everyone had seen Shen Zhili at the martial arts tournament and knew that Young Master Twelve Nights was deeply devoted to women. He had spoiled Ye Qianqian so much back then, and this one... seems to be even more devoted than Ye Qianqian.

"Young Master Twelve Nights, this is a matter of great importance. I believe your beloved will understand..."

"Young Master Twelve Nights, this is just a woman, you..."

Su Chenche blinked again and again, his amber eyes gleaming with a faint light: "...Um, is she the one I love? How come I didn't know?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

For a time, both the demonic sects and the righteous sects were in an uproar.

Shen Zhili naturally heard it too.

Su Chenche's voice remained perfectly calm, conveying only a faint sense of doubt.

Seven Emotions Elixir.

If someone who has been poisoned by the Seven Emotions Pill is given the antidote, they will gradually forget the love brought about by the pill within half a month.

Has he... forgotten his feelings for her?

As Shen Zhili thought this, she unconsciously bit her lower lip, and blood slowly seeped out.

Asura King said urgently, "I have personally witnessed your inseparable bond... and in the martial world..." He was speechless for a moment. In fact, he had only seen it once, and the fact that the woman was the beloved of Young Master Twelve Nights was just a rumor he had heard in the martial world.

Su Chenche hesitated for a moment: "But after all, Valley Master Shen saved my life..."

Asura King looked at Su Chenche expectantly, and Su Chenche smiled at him: "Then I have no choice but to kill you first... and then wipe out the entire Demonic Sect to avenge Valley Master Shen!"

As he spoke, he casually slashed at the neck of the Asura King.

With a cry of alarm from the Gandharva King, the sword pierced three-tenths of his flesh, but a judge's pen stopped the sword.

Su Chenche looked up and saw Qingxing.

"What are you doing?"

Qingxing moved her lips, her tone hesitant and reluctant: "My lord... Miss Shen will die."

Su Chenche did not agree, but said only, "Valley Master Shen will not have died in vain. I will definitely avenge her."

Zhai Feng, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but say, "But what's the use of revenge when the person is already dead!"

Su Chenche: "Are you two planning to stop me?"

Those who followed the right path also started to clamor.