This scoundrel is a bit of a swordsman.

Chapter 172 A Chaotic World, We Can't Afford to Offend It

Consort Xian stood like a statue, watching Xiao Xingchen wail like a pig being slaughtered for a full half hour without moving.

Only when she realized that Xiao Xingchen might faint again did she slowly rise, like a proud peacock looking down at the boy on the ground.

He spoke sharply, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

What do you want to say to me?

Xiao Xingchen was no fool; from Consort Xian's series of actions, he understood that she had something to say.

"You've messed with the wrong person. This time, I'm going to teach you a painful lesson so you won't forget the pain once the wound heals."

"You mean Your Excellency?"

The virtuous concubine nodded slightly.

"Then you've really wronged me. I have no time to provoke him; it's clearly him who wants to take my life. Wait, do you know the origins of the Supreme One?"

Xiao Xingchen trembled as if struck by lightning, and only then did he come to his senses. He hurriedly asked, "Originally, you were not qualified to know these things, but in order to prevent you from getting into trouble again, I am telling you. Their organization is called Turbid World. Under Turbid World, orders are strictly enforced. It is definitely an existence that neither you nor I can afford to offend."

“The Turbid World?” Xiao Xingchen murmured softly, repeatedly pondering the two words. He secretly speculated that for the Consort Xian to mention it so solemnly, this organization must have a profound background and be extraordinary.

"But they want to kill me."

"Don't worry, someone has already gone to mediate. They shouldn't make any rash moves right now. You're lucky to have so many people protecting you. As long as you don't do anything stupid, you'll be fine."

"Who is it?" The Consort Xian didn't answer his question further, but instead casually took out a small bottle and tossed it to Ruoxue like a tossing of a ball.

"I'm going back to the palace. This medicine can heal his injuries. Take good care of him and make sure he doesn't cause any trouble."

"Understood, OP."

"Furthermore, the Talented Persons Platform and the Poet Immortal Gathering are excellent opportunities for you to shine and enter the public eye. You must seize them firmly. After all, in the end, one must rely on oneself. If you want to see your mute wife, you must constantly strengthen yourself and never let down those who protect you. The price they have paid in places beyond your sight is beyond imagination."

Xiao Xingchen smiled bitterly. Clearly, the person capable of negotiating with the corrupt world and paying the price was not the virtuous concubine before him. In this Yong'an City of the Great Qian Dynasty, perhaps only his adoptive mother, Murong Fenghua, possessed such power.

Given the Supreme Being's determination to kill him, the price he would have to pay to get them to let him go would certainly be considerable.

He silently kept these things in mind. Whether it was the Black Robe or the Supreme Being, they were like a thorn in his side, a thorn in his back. Sooner or later, he would personally remove these two thorns, and he would personally reclaim the price he had paid.

"Is she alright?" Xiao Xingchen couldn't help but blurt out as he watched Consort Xian's hurried departure.

"Don't worry, she won't die so easily. You should take care of yourself first. You're not qualified to stand by her side right now."

As Consort Xian walked further and further away, Ruoxue hurriedly took out a pill from the small bottle. A pill that shimmered with five-colored light was like a bright star in the night sky, instantly illuminating the dark ground.

The pill emitted a delicate fragrance; even just a sniff was enough to make one feel refreshed and relaxed, as if transported to a fairyland.

"Who could be so kind to you with such a precious elixir?"

Ruoxue was astonished. The words just now hadn't hidden anything from her. Now, she was filled with curiosity. Who had sent this pill? A five-colored pill—this was a rare treasure in the world!

"Is this elixir very precious?"

"Of course! The Five-Colored Pill is the most exquisite pill in the world, capable of bringing the dead back to life and regenerating flesh from bones. Apart from the Star Pill of Dali, this pill is probably the most precious. For someone to be willing to feed you such a precious pill, what is so special about you? It's truly a waste of a precious resource!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let me take it quickly."

A warm feeling welled up in Xiao Xingchen's heart; he was deeply moved by the feeling of being cared for.

As Ruoxue put the pill into his mouth, a gentle power surged from his mind like a babbling brook, warming his entire body and nourishing his body ravaged by the sword.

He could clearly feel his skin and flesh sprouting new life like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, and his wounds beginning to heal from the inside out.

"What amazing medicinal effects! What is the underlying principle?"

Xiao Xingchen sat up in surprise. A surge of immense power coursed through his body. In the blink of an eye, his injuries began to heal. He was sure that he would soon be back to his peak condition.

Ruoxue seemed to have anticipated all of this, sighing repeatedly. Her expression was as if she had seen a brilliant pearl buried in the dust. She seemed to feel extremely regretful about Xiao Xingchen's act of taking the pill, as if she had wasted a rare treasure on someone who did not know its value.

"Why do you look so grief-stricken? Tell me quickly what's going on outside?"

Now that the threat from the Supreme One had been removed, the huge weight in his heart was finally lifted. Now, as he began to ponder the question of the broken sword, he felt a sense of unease, as if something unknown to him was happening in Yong'an.

"Here's what happened,"

Immediately afterwards, Ruoxue recounted everything she had seen and heard over the past few days, like a gentle stream, with particular emphasis on the competition for the Talented Person Platform, and she even took out the registration plaque for him.

"Now that you've come out, you should go up on stage yourself. I was originally thinking of participating in your place, but now it seems unnecessary. Emperor Wu hasn't sent anyone to investigate you."

"Emperor Wu," he couldn't help but chuckle. It seemed Emperor Wu wouldn't just refrain from arresting him; an investiture ceremony was likely on the horizon.

"Where is my sword?" he asked urgently, suddenly remembering the broken sword.

"Uh... I still need to go look for him." Ruoxue pretended not to hear, and before Xiao Xingchen could recover, she turned and left without looking back, leaving him all alone on the spot.

"Damn it, you didn't actually lose my sword, did you?" Xiao Xingchen's roar echoed underground. However, Ruoxue clearly didn't intend to get entangled with him any longer. She ran all the way to the first floor before letting out a long sigh of relief.

"Hurry and find the sword! That's the Heavenly Sword. I'll be heartbroken if it's gone."

The kitchen and woodshed of Huayu Tower instantly descended into chaos, filled with clanging and banging noises and the cacophony of rummaging through drawers and cabinets. The events at Huayu Tower were no longer concealed; the news of the young swordsman being sent from the Heavenly Prison to Huayu Tower spread like wildfire among the unsuspecting populace.

This also caused his reputation to surge again, but this time it was not for a good reason. Labels such as lecher and prodigal son were like a stubborn plaster that was hard to remove. In the eyes of the people, this young sword immortal was already a waste. While others participated in the Talent Platform, he went to brothels. He was simply beyond redemption.

Emperor Wu's final pursuit was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no news at all. Only when the curtain fell on the Terrace of Wise Men did Emperor Wu slowly return to the imperial palace.

The Second Saint seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, never to be seen again. As for whether Emperor Wu caught up with the Supreme One, no one knows, but most people speculate that he most likely failed to do so.

The man in black possessed incredible power, almost invincible. Before finding a weakness, no one dared to believe that the Martial Emperor could defeat him.

Meanwhile, the identity of the man in black was also quietly stirring up trouble in Yong'an City, like an undercurrent.