Song of Chang Le – Chapter 236

Each With Their Own Schemes

Chapter 236: Each With Their Own Schemes

Seeing Zuo Yanqing butt in, Pei Bang’s face immediately darkened as he said: “Old Eunuch Zuo, isn’t this a bit too undignified of you?!”

“The Imperial Seal of the State is a thing bestowed by Heaven upon Your Majesty,” Zuo Yanqing sneered as he drew a three-foot-long, slender dark blue short sword from his sleeve, coldly looking at Pei Bang and saying: “Does your Pei Clan dare to covet a divine artifact?!”

He spoke with such righteous indignation that Pei Bang was momentarily speechless and had nothing to say in response.

“Our Pei Clan is not coveting the divine artifact,” Pei Yuqiu nearby also drew his weapon, coldly backing up his uncle: “This thing is a national treasure. The Chancellery has long ordered its search, and once we obtain it, we will naturally hand it over to the Imperial Court!”

“What a fine ‘hand over to the Imperial Court.'” Du Hui also drew a three-foot sword identical to Zuo Yanqing’s, facing off against Pei Yuqiu: “Since that’s the case, there’s no need to trouble the Pei Clan. Our house will deliver it directly to Your Majesty.”

“That’s not the same.” Xie Ding laughed heartily and stood beside the two Pei Clan members with Cui Dingzhi, coldly saying: “You two eunuchs can’t openly steal the credit like this!”

“Full of nonsense!” Mei Yu, however, walked to the side of the two old eunuchs with Wei Yang. The former’s willow brows furrowed in fury, her face full of contempt as she said: “Do you even believe your own words?!”

“Everyone, calm down a bit.” Although Wei Yang stood beside Mei Yu, he tried his best to smooth things over: “We haven’t even seen the jade seal yet. Are we going to start fighting now?”

“Hmph!” Pei Yuqiu and the other three saw there were also four people opposite them, knowing they couldn’t overwhelm with numbers, so their attitudes had to soften. Pei Yuqiu said expressionlessly to Wei Yang: “You should say that to Old Eunuch Zuo.”

“Everyone, if you keep arguing,” Lu Yun spoke up to remind them at this moment: “Sect Leader Sun is about to recover his cultivation.”

“I’ll cripple him first, then we can slowly sort it out!” Pei Bang thought the same and hurriedly raised his hand toward Sun Yuanlang again.

“Sect Leader Sun, hand over the jade seal now!” Zuo Yanqing also roared at Sun Yuanlang. This time, he did not stop Pei Bang.

“Hahaha!” Sun Yuanlang burst into loud laughter: “This is truly too amusing. Who would have thought that poor Daoist would one day be treated like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered!”

“If you have that awareness, hand over the jade seal quickly!” Pei Bang’s patience was exhausted, his entire body’s true essence ready to erupt at any moment.

“You faithless dogs!” Saintess Su Yingxiu’s eyes nearly split with rage at the sight, assuming a stance to protect Sun Yuanlang with her life, angrily shouting: “Whoever dares touch a single hair on my Master today, Taiping Dao will fight you to the death!”

If this were outside, the words of Taiping Dao’s Saintess would carry some deterrent power, but in this tomb where calls to heaven and earth go unanswered, which grandmaster would care about a young woman who hadn’t even opened her Ren and Du Meridians?

“You can pave the way to the underworld for your Master first!” Pei Bang grinned ferociously and waved his hand, sending a sharp forceful energy toward Su Yingxiu.

Su Yingxiu’s face paled, her silver teeth clenched. Just as she was about to desperately block the strike, a whisk flashed with flowing light from behind her, deflecting the forceful energy aimed at her chest…

“Master, you’ve recovered?!” Su Yingxiu was first stunned, then excitedly cried out in joy.

The grandmasters’ hearts all clenched at once. They looked at Sun Yuanlang in disbelief: “After taking the Great Central Supreme Fist, you recovered this quickly?!”

“Not thanks to all of you!” Lu Xian, who still hadn’t recovered his cultivation, darkly cursed these pig teammates: “While you were busy squabbling, of course he had time to recover!” Though he said that, Lu Xian couldn’t hide his shock. Sun Yuanlang had recovered his cultivation in half the time he had anticipated, meaning the gap between himself and him was even greater than expected!

“Hahaha, little Lu Xian, you thought you could sneak attack this old man?” Sun Yuanlang draped the whisk over his arm, glancing contemptuously at Lu Xian, then looking nonchalantly at the group of grandmasters: “Just now, this old man deliberately showed weakness, simply to watch a good show of dogs biting dogs. Unfortunately, you’re not quite stupid enough…”

“Sun Yuanlang, what’s there to be arrogant about?!” Pei Yuqiu sneered and interrupted Sun Yuanlang: “Even if you’ve recovered your cultivation, are you a match for our eight grandmasters?!”

As Pei Yuqiu spoke, the several grandmasters had quietly shifted positions, surrounding Sun Yuanlang in the middle to prevent his escape. The two sides who had just been at each other’s throats were now standing on the same side again.

“Poor Daoist really wants to see if you eight can keep me here.” Sun Yuanlang smiled faintly, then changed the subject: “But it’s not worth it.”

As he spoke, Sun Yuanlang flipped his left hand, and a four-inch-square jade seal, green as blue, appeared in his palm.

Everyone’s breathing sounds immediately grew heavier. Even an old eunuch like Zuo Yanqing, whose heart was like dead wood, stared greedily at that jade seal.

That was the legendary Imperial Seal of the State!

“Hand it over!” Pei Bang growled, but he didn’t dare act rashly again.

“No problem.” Sun Yuanlang smiled playfully and extended the jade seal forward. Just as Pei Bang reached out, a cold flash appeared before his eyes—Zuo Yanqing had swung his sword to block. Helplessly, Pei Bang hurriedly withdrew his hand.

“Zuo Yanqing, don’t push people too far!” Pei Yuqiu was furious beyond measure and swung his golden saber at Zuo Yanqing’s face!

“The jade seal is Your Majesty’s possession; no one can touch it!” Du Hui snorted coldly and clashed swords with Pei Yuqiu, saying: “Does your Pei Clan really want to rebel?!”

“You won’t get your hands on it either!” Pei Bang also drew his golden saber and attacked Zuo Yanqing, while roaring at Cui Xie and the other: “What are you standing around for? Get in there?!”

“If we join in, what if Sun Yuanlang escapes?” Cui Dingzhi shook his feather fan with a bitter smile upon hearing this.

“Indeed, we’ll hold the line for you two.” Xie Ding nodded in deep agreement, also showing no intention of joining.

“Take out Sun Yuanlang first, then you can fight over it!” Mei Yu was quite annoyed by these self-serving guys. How could they be so easily played by Sun Yuanlang?

Mei Yu’s words made the clashing blades and swords pause for a moment. Zuo Yanqing forced Pei Bang back with one sword stroke and coldly looked at the Pei uncle and nephew with contempt: “Everyone in the Pei Clan is the same— all brawn and no brains. Can’t you see he’s still provoking us?”

“Aren’t you the same, wanting to swallow it all?!” Pei Bang glowered at Zuo Yanqing but didn’t swing his saber again. “If you’ve got the skills, come up with a plan where no one grabs it?”

“Simple. Ask Sect Leader Sun to place the jade seal on the ground first, then cripple his own martial arts.” Zuo Yanqing said flatly: “Then we can fight it out based on our abilities to decide who gets the jade seal. How about that?”

“Fine.” Pei Bang nodded, thinking it was a good idea. He turned his gaze to Sun Yuanlang: “Sect Leader Sun, your life and death are now in our hands. Do as Old Eunuch Zuo says, and we can spare you and your disciple.”

“Hahaha, wishful thinking!” Sun Yuanlang saw that these guys had ultimately decided to deal with him first, and he felt a bit disappointed. But after stalling this long, he had fully recovered his cultivation, so there was no need to drag it out with them anymore.

Before his words finished, Sun Yuanlang grabbed the Saintess and rushed toward the doorway of the control room.

“Stop him!” The grandmasters hurriedly moved to intercept at the doorway, trying to block Sun Yuanlang’s path.

Who knew that Sun Yuanlang, already a phantom in form, suddenly accelerated again, turning into a streak of light and charging out the door with the Saintess before the grandmasters could close in.

If he didn’t have the ability to escape at any time, how dare he venture in alone?!

“Chase him!” Pei Bang and Pei Yuqiu, furious, chased out after him.

“Sigh!” The two old eunuchs sighed dismally and hurriedly chased out the door as well.

Song of Chang Le

Song of Chang Le

长乐歌
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2016 Native Language: Chinese
A hundred years of history are filled with sorrow, especially remembering the Marquis of Chang Le from those years. The hall was filled with flowers, intoxicating three thousand guests; a single sword's frost chilled fifty states! Does Heaven know the illness of the Mortal World? The green mountains laugh at me as clouds beckon. In front of flowers, I carefully sniff the fragrance of beauties; under the moon, I lightly take the heads of my enemies! Success and failure, gratitude and vengeance, a heart-wrenching wine, transformed into a Song of Chang Le. Please lend me your ear and listen, and we shall get drunk together a thousand years from now!

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