Chapter Fifty-Four: Custom-Made Spirit Armor

  A sound like a mournful howl echoed through the room, it was impossible to tell whether it was Ye An's anguished cry or the evil spirit's wail. In any case, the emperor and his wife were hugging each other and crying, they were even more heartbroken than their suffering son.

  The situation has reached a critical stage, Su Dong has the Dragon Armor Double Gate Repairing Technique, which can kill the evil spirit, but he cannot save Ye An's life.

  In most cases, people still have to rely on their own strength to save themselves!

  Su Dong's hands folded into a very strange shape, tightly pressing down on the spot where the evil spirit was attached to Ye An's shoulder. Every second, the evil spirit's dark energy attacked Su Dong, but fortunately, Su Dong's arms had the Dragon Scale Treasure Armor, barely holding back the situation.

  Su Dong's arms were already covered in a layer of gray, and his face was constantly sweating, as if he had paid an extremely great effort.

  Su Dong's heart was racing with countdown, in twenty seconds, it would be the limit he could hold on, if Ye An couldn't complete self-rescue within twenty seconds, Su Dong would have to make a desperate move! He would eliminate this evil spirit along with Ye An!

  Those who don't understand evil spirits will never know the horror of this thing, just as the earth has day and night, all things have yin and yang, evil spirits come from the darkest corners of the world!

  Originally, evil spirits should not have walked on this earth, because this is not their territory. However, if these guys really came to the world and survived stubbornly, they would be a nightmare for humans and all living things!

  The time left for Ye An was not much, only to see this young man painfully lying on the bed, his body violently shaking, as if something was about to break out from his body!

  Ye An's roar grew louder, in the desperate situation, the young man began to burst out with a vitality that far exceeded human limits. He raised his head, his face full of blue veins, his eyes had turned blood red!

  Waaaahhhh!!!

  This sound was even more terrifying than the wail of an evil spirit, Ye An's eyeballs were about to pop out, and blood gushed out from his mouth, nostrils, and ears!

  Su Dong would have liked to give Da Ba a thumbs up if he wasn't busy dealing with the evil spirit. Ye An had been hovering between life and death for ten years, so his desire to survive was extremely strong when it burst out at the last moment!

  Boom!

  At the last moment, Ye An's roar was almost piercing his eardrums, reaching an extreme! His body's convulsions also reached their strongest! Just then, a black, bloody and foul-smelling mass of flesh burst out from his body!

  Separated! The evil spirit and Ye An have been successfully separated!

  Snap!

  This strange thing had just arrived in mid-air when Su Dong folded it with both hands and struck it on his body with a very strange posture!

  Rumble...

  Su Dong's folded hands suddenly burst out with a beam of light! A fatal beam of light! Shattering the evil spirit's body into pieces!

  Black blood splattered on the wall and even ignited!

  Suddenly a weak and feeble voice sounded, a black fog that was difficult to detect with the naked eye touched the sunlight and was quickly burned into ashes by the scorching heat of the sun!

  ……

  The flames on the wall were slapped, several doctors surrounded Ye An to stop bleeding and treat his wounds. The emperor's family of two stomped their feet, urging those doctors to speed up. A group of soldiers faced the extremely tragic bloodshed, almost vomiting.

  Su Dong was quietly sitting on a chair, covered in blood, with his eyes slightly closed.

  At this moment, the gaze of those imperial guards towards Su Dong no longer had much hostility, but was filled with admiration and fear.

  Admiration is because Su Dong completed the separation of evil spirits, fear is because they are afraid that one day Su Dong will use the same means to deal with themselves.

  Astrologer Ding Ziwu's head was right there, with more than half of it gnawed away by the evil spirit. This miserable state was even more terrifying than a battlefield after a fierce battle between thousands of horses and soldiers. Even these imperial guards who had seen blood felt their intestines churning.

  A moment later, Su Dong stood up, let out a long breath, and didn't feel even the slightest bit of murderous intent on his body, and instead looked rather elegant.

  Ye An had already been tied up like a rice dumpling by the doctors, who were all pale and sweating profusely. Ye An's wound was terrifying, as if he had been bitten by a wild beast, with half his shoulder gone. The eerie atmosphere in the room made the doctors feel dizzy.

  With a wave of his hand, Su Dong signaled them to leave and crouched down beside Ye An's ear, whispering: "Your Highness, congratulations, you've already died once. From now on, there's nothing in this world that can make you retreat. You're very strong."

  Having said that, Su Dong stood up, and Ye An, after hearing Su Dong's encouragement, nodded desperately, making sobbing sounds, with two streams of bloody tears flowing from her eyes.

  Su Dong seemed nonchalant, looking at the Imperial Guards with unsightly expressions, and said: "You guys clean up this place."

  Ugh!

  As soon as the words fell, a sturdy guard rushed out to vomit. The bloody scene was so chaotic that it was hard to tell what was what. Su Dong ordered them to clean up, which made these imperial guards very annoyed.

  Emperor Huang turned his head, furrowed his brow and said: "No need, burn down the entire palace, I never want to see this place again."

  Su Dong shrugged his shoulders. Anyway, the emperor was rich, and if he wanted to burn down this valuable palace, so be it.

  ……

  A night feast was held specially to entertain Su Dongpo, on a very small scale, with only the emperor and his wife, plus a few senior officials who knew the inside story.

  Facing a sumptuous feast, Su Dong naturally ate with relish and after excessive consumption, he indeed needed to replenish his energy.

  The emperor and his wife, as well as the ministers, couldn't eat no matter what, and after drinking a couple of cups of wine, they stopped moving, while Su Dong was eating alone.

  After all, that bloody scene this afternoon was really too nauseating, let alone today, I reckon these guys won't have a good appetite for half a year.

  Su Dong ate slowly, but with great composure and elegance. Seeing him like this, a group of people couldn't help but secretly despise him in their hearts. After all, it was Su Dong who had created that bloody scene, and now he was acting so pretentious, making it hard for others not to feel a great disparity.

  With a full stomach, Su Dong used his napkin to gently wipe his mouth. The emperor hastily ordered the banquet to be cleared away, and it was unknown which damned chef had brought out a dish of tomato beef stew, with the red sauce making the emperor recall the scene from this afternoon, feeling so nauseous that he almost vomited on the table.

  "How did Master Ding die?" Emperor Ye thought for a moment before asking, having lost an important astrologer, he had to get to the bottom of this matter, otherwise it wouldn't be good to report back to Imperial Tutor. After all, in this world, astrologers were quite precious.

  Su Dong's face was serious, solemnly saying: "Master Ding is a hero, at the critical moment, it was he who saved the life of the Second Prince, unfortunately, that monster was too powerful and took Master Ding's life."

  The emperor was suddenly speechless, and the ministers and empress were also speechless. When Su Dong slapped Dingzi Wu's arm to pieces earlier, he didn't show any mercy, but now he was praising Dingzi Wu as a hero, which naturally made people wonder.

  Su Dong nodded his hands and said with a serious tone: "In view of Master Ding's great contributions, I propose to give him an extraordinary burial beyond the usual standard. After all, he died serving the royal family, we must remember his merits."

  As soon as this was said, those ministers all nodded in agreement and discussed giving Ding Ziwu a dignified funeral to let him go out with glory.

  Although Emperor Ye Huang did not believe that Ding Ziwu died to save his son, he could not say anything. Su Dong was too cunning. Now thinking about it, Su Dong must have left Ding Ziwu behind to kill him, and after killing Ding Ziwu, the emperor would take responsibility for this matter.

  The emperor then stepped in and decided to give Ding Ziwu a grand burial, telling outsiders that he had died from exhaustion after dedicating himself to the imperial family.

  A string of decisions were made on the spot, of course, these are all family matters of the emperor and national affairs of Daye Country, and have nothing to do with Su Dong, he just happened to be present as a related person.

  After all these messy things were dealt with, the several ministers also withdrew, and Emperor Ye said to Su Dong: "You have made a great contribution this time, why don't you want to make it public?"

  Su Dong waved his hand repeatedly and said, "My master is a strange person who dislikes showing off the most. If he knew that I was making a name for myself with the sect's ultimate skill, I would be beaten to death. Besides, Master Ding died serving the country, and it's not bad to put all the credit on his account."

  Su Dong found that saying he had a mysterious master was very useful, everyone fell for it, so he brought out the Master's Great Method again, falsely claiming to be the disciple of some extraordinary being from outside the world, and thus knew how to get rid of evil spirits.

  This way everything makes sense, and the credit can be given to the deceased Ding Ziwu, let him take the blame. Su Dong only wants some practical benefits.

  The Emperor Ye nodded slightly and said: "Great kindness cannot be repaid, the Ling Jia Imperial Palace has it, but it can't be given to you."

  Su Dong was taken aback, his eyebrows raised. This emperor is really too stingy! He saved his son's life and couldn't even spare a set of Ling armor.

  The emperor suddenly turned serious and said, "Suppose I give you the ready-made Ling Jia from the imperial palace's inner storage. It would be too belittling of your achievements, after all, the style of the Ling Jia is loose and wide, and it may not necessarily fit you well."

  "Our Ye family has a secret, very few people know that my royal uncle is actually a very powerful casting master. I will write a special letter to have him tailor-make a set for you."

  Tailor-made spiritual armor! ?

  Su Dong was very excited. After all, he was only fourteen years old and his physique couldn't compare to those adult warriors. If he could make a suit of divine armor that fit his own body, it would be a dream come true!