latelenovela Chapter 148 Persuading Surrender
Chapter 148 Persuading Surrender
"You've got some nerve! A few rogue cultivators and some mortals dare to cause trouble at my Biyou Sect's territory? Don't you want to live?"
A disciple of the Biyou Sect shouted.
"Hmph! Without us mortals, how could you high and mighty cultivators cultivate so freely? If you don't hand over my second brother, I'm not leaving today!"
An Luwei was not afraid of these Biyou Sect disciples at all. As long as the Golden Core elders did not come out, he had a Golden Core rogue cultivator by his side, which was more than enough to ensure his safety.
"How dare you, An Luwei! Do you know what you're saying?!" The Biyou Sect disciple was furious and reached out to slap An Luwei.
Seeing this, the rogue cultivator who had reached the Golden Core stage dared not kill the Biyou Sect disciple, but for An Luwei's safety, he had no choice but to block the attack.
"This is outrageous! How dare you, a mere rogue cultivator, interfere with the actions of my Biyou Sect! Brothers, form a battle formation, capture this fiend, and hand him over to the elders for punishment!"
The disciples of the Biyou Sect seemed to feel their authority challenged, and instantly formed a formation, enveloping An Luwei and his group.
Although these disciples were only at the Foundation Establishment stage, with the help of the formation, the Golden Core cultivator could only protect An Luwei from being killed.
As for the other ordinary soldiers, they suffered heavy casualties, and even one of the Foundation Establishment cultivators was killed by the formation.
Before long, An Luwei's side was filled with cries of despair.
"Young Prince, let's retreat quickly! If we attract the attention of the Golden Core Elder, things will get very bad!"
Ignoring An Luwei's objections, the rogue cultivator who had reached the Golden Core stage grabbed him and flew away.
After seeing that most of his second brother's subordinates had died, An Luwei originally intended to stop.
But he felt that something was missing.
He then suddenly pounced on the group of Biyou Sect disciples.
"you wanna die!"
A disciple of the Biyou Sect shouted and casually struck An Luwei with a palm. Clearly, he was mindful of An Luwei's status, and his strike was naturally lighter.
Bang!
There was a muffled sound.
An Luwei was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
He clutched his chest, forcing himself to stand up from the ground, a strange smile playing on his lips.
"Anyone who dares to take another step forward will be killed without mercy!" threatened a disciple of the Biyou Sect.
"Young Master, let's retreat! There's no way we can rescue the Second Young Master with just a few of us!"
One of An Lushan's surviving confidants spoke up.
"Sigh...so be it! You come with me to see Father King. Only he can save my second brother now!"
An Lu sighed and said unwillingly.
Afterwards, An Luwei, supported by others, walked towards the Prince's Mansion...
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"You're foolish! You actually think you can rescue Lushan with just these few people!"
Inside the Prince An's residence, An Tingjing slapped Zhuo An on the ground and shouted angrily.
The remaining confidants of An Lushan were terrified and immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
“Father, if you must punish someone, then punish me! They were just trying to save their lord!” An Luwei hurriedly knelt down and said.
"Even if you rescue Lushan, what then? Once the elders of the Biyou Sect find out, do you think you can escape their grasp?"
An Tingjing said with a hint of disappointment, but his tone softened considerably.
"I didn't think that much about it, I just couldn't bear to see my second brother suffer!" An Luwei said, clutching his chest.
An Tingjing glanced at his eldest son, then waved his hand, dismissing the others.
How badly are you injured?
"Thank you for your concern, Father. I'm fine!" An Luwei said, spitting out another mouthful of blood, while secretly observing An Tingjing's expression.
"The Biyou Sect is truly going too far! They imprisoned my second son and now they've injured my eldest! The An family has certainly put in a lot of hard work over the years, even if we haven't done anything particularly meritorious!"
An Tingjing drew his sword and cleaved the table in two with a single stroke.
"Please don't be angry, Father. Those cultivators have never taken us seriously. It's a miracle we escaped with our lives!" An Luwei continued to stir things up.
However, all of this still needs time to develop, and the true break between the An family and the Biyou Sect requires a catalyst...
On this day, a man who looked like a fortune teller came to the Prince's residence and specifically asked to see Prince An.
The guard, seeing that the man spoke with distinction and that he was an old friend of Prince An, agreed to inform him.
After entering the inner palace, the scholar dropped his disguise and said, "General An, do you still remember me?"
Once An Tingjing could see the person's face clearly, he strode forward to greet them.
"Mr. Ji! It really is you!"
"Hahaha... It is indeed I. King Yuliang is concerned about General An and has specially ordered me to deliver a letter!"
The visitor took out a letter from his pocket and carefully handed it to An Tingjing.
It turned out that this person was Ji Yizhi. After receiving Kongming's secret letter, Li Guangling immediately ordered the Yuding Sect cultivators to escort Ji Yizhi into the An Clan's Three Prefectures.
An Tingjing took the letter but did not rush to open it. However, old memories flooded his mind.
Why doesn't General An read the letter?
Ji Yizhi smiled slightly and spoke.
"Does Your Highness still remember me?" An Tingjing asked to himself, somewhat stunned.
"Haha, the young prince not only remembers you, but also often talks about you to me. There aren't many of the late king's old subordinates left!"
Ji Yizhi chuckled, then said with a hint of sadness.
"I have failed the late king's trust, and I have no face to see him again!"
An Tingjing's emotions were stirred up, and he knelt down on the ground with a thud.
"General An, please get up quickly. If the late king were still alive, I believe he would not blame you. After all, the court was controlled by Empress Wu, and many loyal officials were framed and killed! You were forced to rebel!"
Ji Yizhi hurriedly helped An Tingjing up and said.
"Really?" An Tingjing asked, his eyes slightly red.
"Whether it's true or not, General An will know once he reads the young prince's letter."
Upon hearing this, An Tingjing composed himself and carefully tore open the letter's cover.
General An! Do you still remember when I was six years old, besieged by enemy troops at Dagushan? It was you who led the army in and rescued me...
When you were ten years old, you went on a campaign against the Song Dynasty with the late king, and your victory struck fear into the hearts of the Song army...
When you were eleven years old, you were ordered by the late king...
When the past was brought up again, An Tingjing could no longer control himself and burst into tears.
Unexpectedly, Li Guangling knew his story like the back of his hand.
"Young Prince, you haven't forgotten your subordinate!"
"Young Prince, you haven't forgotten your subordinate!"
Ji Yizhi quickly helped him up and took the opportunity to advise him: "The young prince is currently enjoying great prestige and is also a man of great talent and ambition. General An must not remain so stubborn. Even a hundred years from now, when he faces the late king, he will be able to speak with confidence!"
An Tingjing nodded upon hearing this, "Although I wish to return, I fear that Immortal Master Zhuge will not allow me to do so!"
An Lushan had tried to kill Zhuge Liang several times, and Zhuge Liang was already aware of their feud, so his concerns were not unfounded.
"Hahaha... Master Zhuge is not such a petty person. To be honest, it was with his permission that I was able to come to your territory this time!"
Ji Yizhi said somewhat guiltily.
After all, if Zhuge Liang were to become cunning, he could be ruthless and disregard even family ties, so he really couldn't guarantee it.
However, he also knew that the matter was of great importance and that he must not arouse the other party's suspicion.
"Is this true?" An Tingjing asked hurriedly upon hearing this.
"It's absolutely true, don't you believe me?"
Ji Yizhi's lips trembled slightly as he forced himself to speak...