Free Web NovelChapter 116: Chapter 116: Is the Ninth Layer of Transformation That Strong?
It was obvious that Li Wumian had Chang Qi send the guards away to avoid loose talk.
If this kid blurted out the truth—or even the evidence—it wouldn’t be good for too many people to overhear. It would ruin his reputation.
However, Li Wumian also wanted to let Lu Chao keep talking, because this... was amusing.
When Lu Chao saw Chang Qi’s guards leave, he instinctively glanced at Fan Jinhu.
Fan Jinhu, too, was somewhat dumbfounded.
For the moment, no one noticed the look that passed between them. They were all waiting for Lu Chao to continue...
Just then, Lu Chao gave them what they wanted and continued, "The Heavenly Destiny Soul Suppressing Bone and the Heavenly Destiny Tiger General Bone are mutually repellent. Marshal Fan’s Destiny Bone naturally rejects your Soul Suppressing Power. And you claim *you’re* the one who saved him?"
Lu Chao himself had done extensive research on the various types of Heavenly Destiny Bones.
It was a required field of study for every Martial Artist.
But the types of Heavenly Destiny Bones were countless, so when Li Wumian first appeared, it had been difficult to make the connection right away.
It wasn’t until he saw Fan Changcun’s soul on the verge of scattering that Lu Chao had a sudden realization.
Listening to Lu Chao’s explanation, Fan Jinxiang’s eyes widened slightly.
She then shot an angry glare at Li Wumian and his disciple, finally realizing that they weren’t the ones who had saved her grandfather at all.
It really was this Little Doctor.
Instantly, Fan Jinxiang was overwhelmed with shame and guilt for her previous behavior.
Chang Qi was also stunned for a moment, the same realization dawning on him. He was now certain it was this kid who had done the saving, and he cursed Li Wumian and his disciple internally for their shamelessness. On the surface, however, he was still smiling...
Li Wumian and his disciple were still smiling, too...
Ren Hui giggled. "Everything you said is right, but so what? It was definitely my master who saved him."
At this, Li Wumian slowly spoke, "Second Prince, what do you say?"
He raised an eyebrow slightly...
Chang Qi turned to Fan Jinxiang and said gently, "Jinxiang, Elder Li is an envoy from the Dragon Flame Kingdom. He has important matters to discuss with the Tiger Flame Kingdom. So... of course it was Elder Li who saved him."
The moment he said this, Fan Jinxiang’s face flushed red with anger. Chang Qi was lying again.
Without giving Fan Jinxiang a chance to speak, Li Wumian chuckled darkly. "And then, Second Prince?"
Chang Qi blinked and continued...
"And then, we silence the witness."
"No, that’s not right. That kid nearly killed Marshal Fan. He should be executed immediately."
As he spoke, he pointed a finger at Lu Chao, a sinister smile on his face.
Chang Qi had no idea who Lu Chao was. As far as he knew, he was just some nameless Little Doctor they had recruited. Killing him was no big deal.
Then, Chang Qi continued, "As for the Fan siblings, rest assured, Elder Li. They are descendants of the Fan Yan Sect. They wouldn’t dare run their mouths, and even if they did, no one would believe them... Hahaha!"
Having said his piece, Chang Qi couldn’t help but roar with laughter.
Li Wumian and his disciple, Ren Hui, joined in, the three of them laughing in perfect, malevolent harmony.
But at that very moment, Lu Chao, the man they had just condemned to death, suddenly spoke. "Master Fan, now!"
The words hung in the air, and in an instant, the laughter of the three died...
Chang Qi immediately went on guard, about to call for his men, but Li Wumian just shrugged nonchalantly. "Second Prince, I am at the Ninth Layer of Transformation. This Big-Beard from the Fan family is several layers weaker than me. Relax."
Hearing this, Chang Qi visibly relaxed. There was indeed no need to worry.
After all, it was precisely because he knew Li Wumian’s Martial Arts Realm that he had confidently sent the guards away...
But then, a raw, ancient voice spoke slowly from behind Li Wumian. "The Ninth Layer of Transformation... is that supposed to be strong?"
The voice was so sudden that no one present had time to react...
The next instant... BOOM!
A surging wave of energy erupted from the bed. Fan Changcun, who had been lying there comatose with his eyes closed, was now sitting up. He shot out a palm, striking Li Wumian—who stood near the bed with his back turned—with a single, heavy blow. freewebnøvel.coɱ
Li Wumian’s expression froze. His entire body went limp, and he collapsed, unconscious.
Seeing this, a stunned Ren Hui cried out, "Mas—"
She only got one word out before a huge shadow loomed over her. Then she, too, collapsed.
It was Fan Jinhu who had knocked her out.
Chang Qi was completely stunned. He pointed a trembling finger from Fan Changcun to Fan Jinhu, opening his mouth to shout, "Gua—"
Again, he only managed to get a single word out...
A sword appeared at his throat, and a cold voice whispered in his ear, "Tiger Flame Second Prince, you’d best not say another word... Dare to call your guards, and I’ll cut off your head."
Chang Qi’s mouth hung open. He didn’t dare make a sound.
He instinctively glanced to the side and saw that it was none other than the nameless Little Doctor.
’When did this kid get behind me? Wasn’t he just some random recruit?’
’Why would he make a move on me? What in the world is going on?’
GULP...
All sorts of questions raced through Chang Qi’s mind. He swallowed hard and could only ask in a trembling voice, "What... what are you doing?"
His mind was buzzing; he’d completely lost his bearings.
Meanwhile, Fan Jinxiang stared, dumbfounded, as the scene unfolded. A moment ago, it looked like they were about to silence the Little Doctor. A moment ago, the situation had been infuriating... freewebnøvel.com
And in the blink of an eye, it had all turned into this.
She immediately looked toward the bed at her now-conscious grandfather. She started to call out but quickly clamped a hand over her mouth.
Outside, there were large numbers of Chang Qi’s men and the Tiger Flame Guards.
Just then, Lu Chao smiled at Chang Qi. "First of all, I really must thank that Li fellow. If it weren’t for him, you’d still have a few guards with you, which would have made things a bit more troublesome for us."
’Li Wumian wanting to steal the credit for the rescue and making Chang Qi send his guards away... what a pleasant surprise that was.’
The corner of Chang Qi’s mouth twitched as he shot a hateful glare at the unconscious Li Wumian.
However, Chang Qi didn’t waste any more words on Lu Chao...
Instead, he stared intently at Fan Changcun, who had settled back onto the bed after his attack. "Marshal Fan, what in the world are you playing at?"
’He had calculated that Li Wumian could easily crush Fan Jinhu.’
’But he hadn’t accounted for the even stronger Fan Changcun.’
’Who would have known Fan Changcun was conscious? And who would have known he could strike the moment he woke up?’
Fan Changcun was, of course, still very weak. After felling Li Wumian in a single blow, he was already panting heavily. Only after taking a deep breath could he speak again. "To ensure that the six Royal Decrees are carried out to the letter, of course."
At these words, Chang Qi snapped his head toward Fan Jinhu.
’So Fan Changcun has been awake all this time, and Fan Jinhu already told him about the six Royal Decrees.’
He glanced down at the sword Lu Chao held to his throat...
Chang Qi lowered his voice and said quietly, "That’s not a problem, of course. Let me go, and I will have my father, the King, carry out the six Royal Decrees immediately. I’ll make absolutely sure that the descendants of the Azure Flame Sect are all settled properly."
When he finished speaking, the small room fell utterly silent. No one responded.
’Let him go?’
’Right now, that was obviously out of the question.’
