Chapter Thirty-Nine: Chaos

  Wishing everyone a happy holiday, after drinking half a cup of wine, I feel a bit dizzy, the third update will be delayed a bit, sorry, tomorrow's three updates won't change, just this one will be late.

  Bai Jian and the three of them walked very slowly, and Jin Huang was also in no hurry, patiently waiting outside without continuing to urge them.

  The chill in the graveyard grew heavier and heavier, emanating from beneath the Nine Underworlds.

  Bai Jian held a long spear, and didn't care about etiquette in front of the lord. After fighting with Huang Gongzi and Jin Shi, his rank was forcibly promoted, becoming the Land Sword Immortal after achieving it, the true dragon seven kills' mantra was only completed in his mind, but there were many records that Bai Jian did not know.

  For example, the indestructibility of the soul, for example, the true cultivation method of Zhen Long Qi Sha.

  Unfortunately, he was trapped in this cemetery. If he could leave now, the current Baigian would definitely give up the foundation of the White family and start all over again.

  Outside the cemetery, the Jin emperor's carriage had already withdrawn. The Emperor brought a dragon chair and sat at the entrance of the cemetery, waiting for Bai Jian.

  Jin Huang wore his usual casual clothes, with a bright yellow dragon robe on top of a short jacket with arrow sleeves. On his head was the simplest nine-dragon imperial crown, and in his hand he held nothing, sitting in the dragon chair with his eyes closed to cultivate his spirit.

  Bai Jian and others appeared at the entrance of the tomb when Jin Huang still did not open his eyes.

  Bai Jian walked out of the cemetery, and the sky was already bright. The more than 10,000 Lin Army soldiers who had rested at night now only had over a thousand still guarding beside Emperor Jin. Bai Jian thrust his long spear into the ground, and he could no longer feel that the soldiers in the army could bring him any strength.

  The emperor indeed refined the nine tripods, and Bai Jian saw that behind the emperor stood nine tall palace guards. The faces of those nine people were like polished ancient bronze, with a hint of green in their complexions. Those nine palace guards were probably the original spirits of the nine tripods. The emperor was no longer concerned about the fate of the dynasty. In Bai Jian's heart, there was an indescribable emotion.

  "Your Majesty, I have arrived." Bai Jian stood at the front, with Bai Qi and Yu Linzhong behind him.

  Jin Huang opened his eyes and looked at Bai Jian, his face cold and stern.

  "Bai Jian, do you know your crime?"

  "I am innocent."

  "Ah? Your son is not your own flesh and blood, but only to continue the title of Duke of Yongguo. This is deceiving the emperor." The Emperor of Jin sneered.

  Bai's mind went blank for a moment, and he thought to himself: "Am I not my father's son?"

  However, he soon calmed down. In the home of a great noble family, such things are not unusual. His father treated him no differently than his own flesh and blood, even teaching him the true dragon's seven killing techniques. In times of crisis, his father wanted him to escape, showing deep feelings and intentions.

  "White Qi is indeed my son," said Bai Ji, "Your Majesty, I am no longer able to bear children, don't you know why?"

  "I am not clear."

  "That year I killed the Heavenly Wolf King and returned to the capital, Your Majesty gave a banquet and poisoned me in my wine. How could Your Majesty forget such a thing?"

  Bai Jian's voice was not small, and the imperial guards behind Emperor Jin immediately stood up. Although the Great Jin Dynasty did not worship martial arts like the Former Qin, the status of military generals was still very high. Among these imperial guards, most people admired Bai Jian.

  "I thought you would die, but I didn't expect that you would be childless!" The Emperor of Jin smiled and used venomous words to provoke Bai Jian.

  Bai Jian was not excited, when the emperor gave him wine that year. After returning home, when the poison took effect, Bai Jian was no longer excited, he just said: "If you treat me like your hands and feet, I will treat you like my heart and abdomen; if you treat me like a dog or horse, I will treat you like a countryman..."

  "Your Majesty views me as dirt, then I view you as a bandit. White Ai Qing, you knew my attitude towards you back then, why didn't you rebel? Hehe, isn't it because the True Dragon Seven Killings Spear needs to absorb the national fortune of our Great Jin Dynasty in order to cultivate? If you don't become a subject, there will be no further progress possible. White Ai Qing, am I right?"

  "It's not just our White family's secret, it was also passed down from the Dragon's method." Bai Jian looked at the Jin Emperor with a calm expression, as still as an ancient well.

  The voice of Jin Huang suddenly became sharp and loud: "But only your White family's From Dragon Secret Method can turn the tables!"

  Bai Jian smiled, after waiting for so long, Jin Huang finally became somewhat excited. He continued: "So, you're afraid, might as well merge the nine tripods and think of a way to destroy the Bai family. This way, you won't have to hide in the palace every day, frightened and nervous, fearing that someone will take your throne."

  Jin Huang burst out laughing: "Bai Jian, you're right, I'm indeed afraid. As an emperor, even with exceptional martial arts skills, one's lifespan is only a hundred or two hundred years at most. This world ultimately belongs to the cultivators of Qi. What I fear is death, having nothing after death, being buried in a place like this, and waiting for treacherous officials and traitors to come and dig me up."

  "Your Majesty, you are indeed pitiful." Bai Jian's long spear rose up, pointing at the Jin Emperor from afar.

  "Bai Ai Qing, don't be impatient. Let's settle this once and for all after you've recovered from your injuries." The Emperor of Jin sat motionless on the dragon throne.

  "It's not necessary!" Bai Jian felt the medicinal power surging within him, if he didn't release it, it would no longer be used to treat his injuries, but instead destroy his body's meridians. He lightly grasped his long spear, his feet moved like the wind, his body arched, his aura was retracted, and his entire being felt extremely relaxed, without any tension.

  Jin Huang remained still, while the nine guards behind him jumped out and surrounded Bai Jian.

  Bai Jian stopped in his tracks, his long spear darting out like a snake, thrusting nine times. These nine thrusts were made without any leakage of internal energy, as if he was just a beginner practicing spear techniques. The nine guards retreated several zhang away, not daring to try and block him.

  At this time, Yu Lin Diao suddenly grabbed Bai Qi's waistband and flew into the air, escaping in a southwest direction.

  At this moment of escape, it was exactly when the guards who forced Emperor Jin to retreat were about to arrive. Just as they were about to reach Emperor Jin's face, he saw that Bai Jian's son had escaped. Although he knew that wasn't Bai Jian's biological son, he didn't want to let him go. A golden light flew out of his hand, instantly breaking through space and arriving behind Yu Linling.

  It was a golden snake-shaped awl, vivid and lifelike, with its tongue sticking out, quivering slightly.

  Yu Lin Ting was shocked and lost color, she felt that the yuanqi in her body was sealed together, unable to use Taoist magic to fly again. However, her body was suspended in mid-air, while the snake-shaped cone shot straight at Bai Qi's tailbone. If it entered Bai Qi's body from behind, his entire spine would disappear.

  Jin Huang's attack, suppressing Daoist techniques, Yu Linzhong has no way to deal with the Golden Elixir cultivation.

  However, Bai Qi was not suppressed. The yuanqi in his body carried the cyan-golden aura released by the Inverse Scale Spear and various sealing skills were almost ineffective against him. When Bai Qi felt danger, he had already taken out four Purple Thunderbolts and threw them backwards.

  He would not have been effective even if he had used other equipment, and might have even been suppressed by the snake-shaped golden cone, which would have hurt Bai Qi in turn. What Bai Qi used was the fastest-releasing thunder symbol, and its level was low, but the explosive effect was not much different from that of high-level magic symbols and Taoist symbols.

  Four purple divine thunderbolts exploded in the air, so close that the snake-shaped golden cone shook slightly. In this brief moment of shaking, Yu Lin and Bai Qi had already crashed to the ground.

  Bai Qi cannot fly, it is Yu Lin who brings him flying.

  Two people were affected by the explosion, not a vertical fall, that lightning flashed, the snake-shaped golden cone lost its target, spinning in mid-air for a while before flying back into Jin Huang's hand. At this time, Yu Lin and Bai Qi had already fallen into a forest.

  In front of the Jin Emperor, Bai Jing stood with his spear at the ready, but did not immediately strike. The Jin Emperor sniffed the returned snake-shaped golden cone and was unsure whether he had shot Bai Qi dead. However, such insignificant creatures were not on his mind.

  White rose to the ground, but was caught again by the rainstorm and took off running between the trees.

  "Ah Nang, go back and help Father!"

  "He is not your real father." Yu Lin Dang replied coldly.

  "I know, but he..."

  "What's the matter, I'm your mother. Wait, son, I'll tell you about this later." Yulin said, speeding up her flight, and soon flew out of a hundred miles.

  Bai Qi indeed didn't say another word, his mind was a bit confused. Yu Lin Dang is his own mother? She and Father...

  No, they two, rarely see each other. When I was young, the wet nurse... no, it should be my mother who spent all her time on me.

  Just as they flew over two hundred miles, Yu Lin suddenly stopped and put Bai Qi on the ground. In a cold voice, he said: "Fellow Taoist has followed for so long, show yourself."

  This is a slightly higher hill, and the rainstorm stopped for a while, there are only a few sparse trees on the hill, nothing to shelter. It can be said that the enemy can attack from any side with ease.

  But as soon as the rain stopped, three figures fell straight down from the sky and stood in front of them.

  These three Taoists have strange and weird faces, with facial features that seem to be barely pieced together. Their skin is a mottled black and green, and if it weren't for their large mouths defining the outline of their faces, it would be difficult to distinguish their facial features.

  The three Taoists wore brown feathered robes, vaguely surrounding Bai Qi and Yu Lin Dang. The shortest of the three Taoists smiled and said to Yu Lin Dang: "Ninth sister, it's been so many years, I've searched for you in vain."

  Yu Lin Ting saw them and angrily said: "What are you looking for me? Everything in Xianzhou has been taken away."

  "Isn't this the one you took away from Xianzhou?" The short Taoist priest pointed at Bai Qi, asking with a smile.

  Yu Lin Ting opened her eyes, pulled Bai Qi back half a step and said: "What do you want to do?"

  "That year he killed many of our brothers, yet you became friends with him. Didn't your elder brother say anything? We don't want much, just the manual and sword scripture."

  "Taos and sword manuals? Haha, you three, your human forms aren't even complete, yet you want to learn the way of the sword!" Yu Lin pointed at her three friends from years ago, saying with a hateful tone: "If you're confident, then hurry up and make your move, no regrets in life or death!"

  That short and ugly Taoist priest also said angrily: "He doesn't have good intentions towards you, it's your brothers who have been protecting you all along. If you're not willing to part with the sword manual, then don't blame me for killing this kid!"

  Yu Lin Dang knew that after being seriously injured last time, his strength had never recovered. These three people also knew his secrets well, and if he wanted to escape from their hands, he would have to abandon his son.

  All these years of hard work were for Bai Qi's sake; should I give up on my son?

  Yu Lin Ting thought of this and took a step forward instead, saying: "The Taoist scripture is gone, that person only left me a sword spectrum."

  "Bring it out!" The three Taoists urged, not putting Rain Lin Bell in their eyes at all. When Rain Lin Bell left Xiangzhou, she was in a hurry and didn't bring anything with her. It seems that even after so many years, the wound has not healed, and her strength has not improved but regressed instead. She hid in the White Firmament Palace, and these three people did not dare to sneak in, fearing they would encounter White Firmament and be slaughtered, with no place to cry about it.