Volume 7 Chapter 18 - Chapter Eighteen: My Turn To Kill You (1/2)

Once Lian Bo had become a marquis, his birth, and much of his history was no longer a mystery.

From a certain point of view, all people who started as normal cultivators, and became a powerful marquis had had legendary experiences. These legends were widely spread, recorded in the history books or the books of the cultivation world, and changed into many different versions of stories.

Lian Bo’s birth was not a secret. He was once of the Wei, but the former Wei Dynasty had accidentally fallen for the trap of the Qin, relying too much on the Cloud Water Palace. As the Qin purposefully caused the Cloud Water Palace to dominate the Wei Dynasty, the sect he had been from had been ruthlessly sacrificed because they opposed the Cloud Water Palace.

His sect had been destroyed on the order of the Wei Emperor. He carried the great revenge of his sect, fleeing to Changling, becoming a general of the Qin. In the end, he led an army to fight his way into the Wei imperial palace. Even though he had not been able to kill the Wei emperor with his own hands, he had gotten revenge for his sect.

His growth and his revenge were inseparable from the help of the Qin people. Especially when Emperor Yuanwu did not care that he was from the Wei, and gave him the same respect, and made him one of the thirteen marquises of the Qin based on his military service. What kind of glory was this?

Any person who commented on this would say it was a great grace.

At the start, thirteen Qin grandmasters had worked together to kill Consort Zhao Xiang, but because of Lian Bo and Zhang Kuandao’s betrayal, eight grandmasters were trapped by sword formations of the Tin Mountain Sword Box. Right now, the strongest swordsman under Wei Wujiu’s command had died, and the others were seriously wounded.

While there were also two grandmasters outside, Consort Zhao Xiang still had Xiang Yan by her side.

The two Qin grandmasters who were outside the formation and not wounded in addition to Wei Wujiu himself facing Consort Zhao Xiang and Xiang Yan. Even if they could win, they may not be able to kill. At least, they would not be able to stop Consort Zhao Xiang from fleeing, much less that she may have other tactics.

In reality, whether or not Consort Zhao Xiang had other Chu weapons, if not for Lian Bo and Zhang Kuangdao’s betrayals, she would have undoubtedly died today.

This was a great battle enough to change the progress of history, but it was defeated at Lian Bo’s hands. How could Wei Wujiu not feel pain? He even felt great sorrow. He felt that Lian Bo had to give an explanation. He knew that Lian Bo would give an explanation.

Lian Bo fell to the ground, face pale. His expression was very complicated. Maybe because of his serious wounds, even his eyes were very dim.

“It is very simple.” He took a deep breath and faced Wei Wujiu’s gaze. “A long time ago, when I was cultivating in Wei, I met her. If not for her, I would not have been able to flee Wei, and would have died long ago.”

“Because I lived, I could continue to cultivate and fight.” He considered for a moment and then said, “I was able to become a Qin marquis mostly because of my cultivation and battles. I also contributed greatly for the Qin Dynasty in destroying the Wei. So in terms of grace, hers is greater than the Qin Dynasty’s.”

“Can you calculate it this way?” Wei Wujiu laughed harshly in anger. “Can grace be determined simply by order of precedence?”

“No, if something like grace is owed, it cannot be determined so simply.” Lian Bo laughed as well, his laugh was full of countless emotions. He slowly stood up. “If this is said to be shameless, then it is my matter. If I am dead, it has nothing to do with anyone else.”

Wei Wujiu and the two other uninjured Qin grandmasters suddenly felt cold. From Lian Bo’s words, they realized what was going to happen.

“Thank you,” Lian Bo had an even brighter smile as he said to Consort Zhao Xiang, “getting revenge is the happiest thing in the world. That day when I led the army into the Wei imperial palace, I was so happy I was willing to die right there. Later, I stayed in Changling and was made a marquis. I was slightly confused, not knowing what to do. I owed people, and felt weighted down.”

His words were not loud, but in the ears of Wei Wujiu and the other two grandmasters, they were like thunder. The three were wary, and their vital energy started to flow furiously.

Zzt zzt zzt zzt …

Before the sound landed, Lian Bo’s body seemed to be pierced by countless sharp swords. The remaining vital energy and primal energies of the universe in his body shot out of his meridian points. Then his body rose upwards and fell instantly.

But a joyful sword essence had formed in his hand and slashed out. There were balls of wetness in the air, gathering in his sword essence. This sword light was like an enormous carp that leapt at Wei Wujiu.

Wei Wujiu was speechless.

This sword contained Lian Bo’s life energy, the sword essence so strong that it surpassed Lian Bo at his peak.

At this moment, he could only defend. The lifebond sword that had returned to his hand gave off many gray frost tracks. Frosty transparent walls seemed to form in the air.

Boom!

His body was still standing steady, but his hands started to tremble. Many of the frost had blown back on his body. Bone deep wounds appeared, the blood flowing out like bubbling spring water.