diskusbooks Chapter 370: The Eccentric Pioneer
Chapter 370: The Eccentric Pioneer
"Galan, why did you attack me? Are you betraying the Ancient Temple?"
The boy stared at the insane woman with shock and anger, filled with indescribable fear.
Originally, among the young palace masters in the ancient palace, Garan was the most talented and the most ruthless. Normally, they didn't even dare to approach Garan.
"Hmph, now that you've offended my master, there's no turning back."
Galan didn't make any more moves. Instead, he tossed the boy to the entrance of the restaurant like a chick. "Master, it's done."
"I underestimated you. You're wise to be sensible," Chen Futu said expressionlessly.
Garan was not ashamed but proud. "Thank you for your praise, Master. If you are still not satisfied, I will go and kill another Grandmaster."
"Alright, go ahead and kill them. We'll leave first thing tomorrow morning."
Chen Futu gave the order, and Jialan didn't hesitate. She grabbed a kitchen knife and went. As for the boy, Diaochan personally dragged him upstairs and tied him up like a rice dumpling.
Chen Futu sized up the other person and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
The boy shook his head desperately, unable to understand who would dare to attack the ancient temple, let alone subdue Gara and betray it.
"I am Chen Futu, the King of the Northern Frontier."
"It's you!" The boy's eyes widened. "No wonder..."
Aside from the King of the Northern Frontier, how many people in this world dare to defy the Ancient Palace? The King of the Eastern Sea was once famous, but he was eventually destroyed by the Great Qian Dynasty in alliance with the Ancient Palace.
The boy still couldn't quite understand why Chen Futu, also a king or nobleman, was able to repeatedly withstand the intimidation of the ancient palace.
"Boy, you just said that your father is a saint and your grandfather is also a saint. Whose son are you?" Chen Futu asked.
"Shura Palace, Northern Frontier King, please release me. If you spare my life, I promise to go back and talk to my father to clear things up for you and make sure they don't touch you. How about it?"
Even facing death, the boy still tried to find a way to survive.
Chen Futu laughed heartily and pointed to Diao Chan beside him, "Do you know who she is? She is the mortal fairy you desire."
The young man looked Diao Chan up and down, and couldn't help but show a hint of amazement. Just as he was about to say something, Diao Chan cut off his tongue with a knife. The young man rolled on the ground in pain, his eyes filled with resentment.
Diao Chan said, "I don't want to waste words with a beast. I'll just kill him later."
Chen Futu had no objection to her actions. None of the young palace masters were good people; killing one would save countless others. He would then use the young master as a sacrifice to appease the dead upon returning to the Red Dust Ferry.
In the dead of night, news of the boy's arrest reached Liu Bainian's ears. He was so shocked that he slammed his fist on the table and exclaimed, "Who dares to be so bold!"
Even if the young master saw him, he would still have to lower his head and greet him.
The lieutenant said, "I don't know. Perhaps some martial artists saw that he was too arrogant and couldn't help but make a move. Judging from the situation, the other party is at least a peak Grandmaster."
"A Grandmaster?"
Liu Bainian frowned. With a Grandmaster present, asking him to go and save the city was futile; at most, he could only deploy troops outside the city as a deterrent.
The lieutenant rolled his eyes and said, “General, we can inform the court about this and say that Chen Futu did it. Even if Chen Futu denies it, the court and the ancient palace will not believe it.”
"You're so clever, kid. Immediately send someone back to the capital to report to His Majesty, and also mobilize troops to surround the town. I want to see who dares to mess with me."
Liu Bainian certainly wouldn't dare to confront a Grandmaster head-on, but he could still surround him with military force.
So what if he's a Grandmaster? Can a Grandmaster cut through an army of tens of thousands?
The following morning, Garan returned, still clutching a man's head in his hand. It was the only one of the two Grandmasters who had served the young Asura Palace Master. With the two Grandmasters of the Asura Palace dealt with, their elite retinue was also wiped out. Once the news reached the Asura Palace, it would certainly cause quite a stir.
In the middle of the afternoon, the group rode out of the city without being stopped, until they were blocked by tens of thousands of troops after traveling five miles to the north.
The boy, who was tied to the horse and on the verge of death, was overjoyed to see this, but unfortunately he had lost his tongue and could not shout for help. He could only struggle to indicate that he was still alive and hoped that the government troops would come to his rescue as soon as possible.
Chen Futu asked Garan, "Can we get through?"
Garan said, "It's a pity my scythe is gone, otherwise I would definitely be loyal to my master."
"I have arranged for someone to retrieve your sickle. You will be able to get it when you return."
"Don't worry, Master. Even a kitchen knife is a weapon of death in the hands of a Grandmaster. I will lead the way and protect you as you escape."
Galan drew his cleaver and prepared to charge into battle.
A group of generals from the distant Daqian Dynasty burst into laughter upon seeing this, saying, "Charging into battle with a kitchen knife, you're quite a talent."
Galan curled his lip in a sinister smile, "Is it funny? Then go die!"
She was truly reckless, charging forward with the young master, who was bound like a dumpling. Wherever they went, the kitchen knives flashed with a cold light like snowflakes, and in the blink of an eye, corpses lay strewn everywhere.
This is what a Grandmaster is like. Before his true energy is exhausted, ordinary soldiers are just sitting ducks. Unfortunately, Liu Bainian's army lacks military spirit and cannot stop them at all!
Garan charged ahead, and Chen Futu and Diaochan exchanged a glance before following him.
Diao Chan was not idle either. She was even more arrogant than Jia Lan. As a saint, once she activated her peach-pink aura, not only could arrows not penetrate it, but swords and spears could not even get close to her. Therefore, Chen Futu did not need to take action at all. He only needed to ride forward on his horse and the road would be smooth.
"You'd better release that young master, or you'll regret it!"
Several generals avoided the temple and shouted loudly within the army formation.
Chen Futu got tired of listening and raised his hand to fire a burst of bullets.
With a snap, a general's head was smashed apart from dozens of feet away, scaring the remaining generals into fleeing and daring not to utter another sound.
"A bunch of trash."
This army's combat strength is exceptionally weak. Its so-called elite status is at most one level stronger than the army of an ordinary rebel king, but that's about it.
If Qin Liangyu were to come, the White-Spear Soldiers would probably be able to break through the battle formation with a single charge.
"That felt great, that felt great, hahaha—"
Galan was a madwoman; killing was nothing out of the ordinary for her. She wielded a small kitchen knife with incredible skill, casually tossing it with her inner energy. The knife would then hurtle into the enemy ranks like a boomerang, reaping lives in a frenzy. In an instant, people and horses were thrown about, and screams echoed everywhere.
"Block it, block it!"
Liu Bainian, positioned in the central army, watched as tens of thousands of soldiers at the front were torn to pieces by a few horses, and he was so angry that he wanted to grind his teeth to dust.
Diao Chan saw him and asked, "Your Majesty, should I kill him?"
"Absolutely not. It would be beneficial for us to have this useless person oversee the Northern Mountains. Do you want to replace him with a capable official who would oppose me?" Chen Futu said half-jokingly.
Diao Chan smiled, suppressing her murderous intent towards Liu Bainian.
In this day and age, it is advantageous for the Northern Frontier and the various rebel kings to hold high positions. If the Great Qian Dynasty were full of people like Sun Chengzong, it would be difficult to conquer them. Therefore, it is best to keep them around.
Just as the fierce fighting was in full swing, a commotion suddenly arose in the distance, and the Great Qian army was thrown into chaos: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"