Chapter 294: Jiang Changjun Dies
Soon the sounds faded away completely, leaving only the thick smell of blood in the air.
“Imperial Advisor, it’s time, let’s begin.” Jiang Minghuai handed a Daoist robe to Jiang Changjun.
Jiang Changjun gave him a sidelong glance, reached out to take it and put it on, “Don’t worry, if it succeeds this time, you’ll be the person with the highest status in the Imperial Palace from now on, enjoying endless glory and wealth.”
Hearing this, Jiang Minghuai’s face was full of joy.
Thinking that what he had always wanted would soon be his, his blood rushed to his head.
Jiang Changjun put on his clothing and walked step by step toward the high platform.
Watching the Seven Stars Alignment in the sky about to connect immediately, his eternal life within reach, his heart filled with immense excitement.
At the altar, he picked up the peach wood sword, drew yellow talismans of unknown purpose, then brandished it. The Seven Stars Alignment connected faster and faster. Jiang Changjun held his breath and swung even harder.
Suddenly, he felt the wheelchair wouldn’t turn. He abruptly opened his eyes and saw firelight not far away, with murderous intent surging.
And standing below the altar were Jiang Ruanxi and Wei Chang, along with the Daoist priest.
“Jiang Ruanxi, you’ve come, perfect. As long as I use you for the sacrifice, my power will greatly increase.” Jiang Changjun laughed loudly.
“Is that so? Qilin.” Jiang Ruanxi smiled mockingly at him.
Jiang Changjun’s face changed drastically, “How do you know my name?”
“Open your eyes wide and see, do you still recognize the person by my side?”
Jiang Changjun’s gaze fell on the Daoist priest beside her, his brows furrowed tightly, uncertainly saying, “Wuming?”
“Little Martial Uncle, it’s me.” The Wuming Daoist said.
“How are you here?” Jiang Changjun’s face changed drastically.
“You killed my Master, and you still have the face to say that.” Master Wuming roared at him.
Jiang Changjun remembered that when he killed the Crown Prince’s mother, he seemed to have heard that Master Bian Du was there too.
Confirming that Bian Du was really dead, Jiang Changjun laughed loudly, “He’s really dead, excellent. From now on, no one can stop me.”
Hearing that he had no feelings for Bian Du at all, Wuming could no longer hold back and flew forward, “Qilin, prepare to die.”
Jiang Changjun dodged backward, Master Wuming quickly pursued in the direction he dodged. Jiang Changjun’s eyes darkened, he raised his hand, and steel needles shot out from his sleeve. Master Wuming was caught off guard, got pierced, spat out blood, and fell to the side.
“Haha, overrating yourself, do you think you’re my match.” Jiang Changjun mocked as he looked at him.
Master Wuming tightly hugged his leg and shouted loudly, “Miss Jiang, come up.”
Jiang Changjun was stunned, then reacted and forcefully lifted Master Wuming’s body.
But Master Wuming not only didn’t let go, he hugged even tighter, and his hands were also pulling off his shoes.
“Wuming, let go, what exactly are you trying to do?” Jiang Changjun had a bad premonition in his heart, and the force on his feet grew stronger.
But in the end, Master Wuming still pulled off his shoes.
Jiang Ruanxi held a basin in her hands, filled with bright red blood, and the smell of blood could be smelled.
“Miss Jiang, hurry.” Master Wuming urged.
Jiang Ruanxi stepped forward, set down the basin, and forcefully pressed Jiang Changjun’s foot into it.
As soon as it touched the blood, Jiang Changjun screamed, “Ahh. What exactly did you put in there.”
Heart-wrenching pain came, and Jiang Changjun struggled.
Jiang Ruanxi held him with one hand, not letting him move around.
“Inside is black dog blood. Didn’t you learn those evil arts? This is specially meant to counter you.” Master Wuming had blood at his mouth, saying with difficulty, “You have a wicked heart, you harmed the sect, and harmed Miss Jiang by changing her fate. Only when you die will everything return to the right track.”
“Ahh.”
Jiang Changjun’s body slowly started smoking.
“Let go, Miss Jiang.” Master Wuming roared.
Jiang Ruanxi immediately let go.
As soon as she let go, Jiang Changjun’s whole body caught fire and soon burst into flames.
Jiang Ruanxi saw Master Wuming, who was also on the verge of death, and anxiously crouched down, “Master Wuming.”
Master Wuming smiled, “I’ve avenged my Master, and your fate has been broken. I can finally rest easy.”
With that, Master Wuming stopped breathing.
Jiang Ruanxi looked at Master Wuming’s body, tears uncontrollably falling.
Along the way, Master Wuming had helped her a lot, she hadn’t expected him to leave her.
“Ah, everything was done by Jiang Changjun, it has nothing to do with me.”
Suddenly, Jiang Minghuai’s voice came.
Jiang Ruanxi wiped her tears, went down, and saw Jiang Minghuai covered in blood, kneeling on the ground kowtowing.
Seeing Jiang Ruanxi, he hugged her tightly, “Ruanxi, you are my daughter; I’ve missed you so much, forgive me, alright.”
Looking at Jiang Minghuai with snot and tears all over his face, Jiang Ruanxi felt disgust and kicked him away.
Jiang Minghuai was kicked to the side.
Jiang Ruanxi looked down at him and said, “Now you know I’m your daughter, why didn’t you know before.”
She casually picked up a knife from the side and stabbed it into his leg. Jiang Minghuai screamed in pain.
“I was wrong, really wrong.” Jiang Minghuai begged for mercy.
Jiang Ruanxi stabbed the other leg as well, “Didn’t you only have one daughter in your heart, Jiang Rou? Since that’s the case, go die.”
Thinking of all the grievances she had suffered, Jiang Ruanxi raised her hand and with a swift motion, stabbed directly into Jiang Minghuai’s chest.
Soon, Jiang Minghuai’s cries stopped abruptly.
Watching him stop breathing, Jiang Ruanxi only felt relieved.
Afterward, Wei Chang killed the Empress, and His Majesty said nothing, just patted his shoulder, “I am old, from now on, everything is entrusted to you.”
He walked out with the slow steps of an old man.
His Majesty abdicated the throne, Wei Chang ascended, and married Jiang Ruanxi as Empress.
One lifetime, one world, two people.
Grand Finale.
