Chapter 447 The King of Hell Demands Your Life
Chapter 447 The King of Hell Demands Your Life
Chapter 447 The King of Hell Demands Your Life
Yong'an Prince Residence.
"Regulate his qi to the Baihui acupoint, then continue this treatment for another week and Xiao Se's injury will recover at least seven to eight-tenths. But, you won't be able to move for a few days. But if you stop now, Xiao Se will sleep for a day and be out of danger, and you won't be affected too much," Ji Ruofeng stood beside Ji Xue as he talked to her.
Ji Xue barely hesitated, before she slapped her palm onto Xiao Se's back again.
"Have you made your decision?" Ji Ruofeng asked, looking uncertain.
Ji Xue nodded. "Xiao Se needs to be here tonight. In the whole of Heavenly Revelations City, he's the only one who can end this night."
Outside the room, Lei Wujie hugged his sword as he watched the sky. Sikong Qianluo was pacing around the courtyard with her spear while Ye Ruoyi sat on a stone bench and glanced at the door to the room from time to time.
Outside the princely residence, tragic cries could be heard sporadically.
Whereas the princely residence was remarkably quiet.
"I suddenly have a feeling that without Xiao Se, we don't know what to do." Lei Wujie sighed. "I used to find him extremely vexing, but as long as he's around, we always have this feeling that everything will be okay."
Ye Ruoyi nodded. "That's who Xiao Se is. He always gives people a sense of confidence."
"Actually, what we need to do is not difficult. Whoever comes in here, we'll cut them down. Isn't that it?" Sikong Qianluo stuck her spear into the ground.
"Shijie, you're the best when it comes to being aggressive and domineering. I'm glad you're here. Otherwise, I'd be the most simple-minded one here," Lei Wujie said.
Sikong Qianluo frowned slightly. "Don't think I can't tell you're badmouthing me."
Lei Wujie suddenly furrowed his brow, and his expression changed. "But right now, it's such a mess outside and we're just sitting here and waiting. I'm feeling a little uneasy."
"This is the game set up by the Red Prince, and he's waiting for us to enter the game. There are only the three of us and there's only so much we can do. We can only pin our hopes on the Imperial Army and the Court of Judicial Review. There have been riots in Heavenly Revelations City before and they've been able to settle them quickly before. The Heavenly Revelations King of Hell, Shen Xiduo, is not a simple person," Ye Ruoyi said.
Lei Wujie huffed a sigh. "That's our only consolation."
"Boom, boom, boom."
Suddenly, there was a series of knocks on the door, and everyone tensed up. Lei Wujie drew his sword and took three steps forward. "Who's there!"
"Boom, boom, boom." Only the eerie knocking sounds answered him.
Ye Ruoyi shook her head. "Don't open the door!"
"Boom, boom, boom." The knocking sounds became more urgent.
Lei Wujie drew a sword flower. "I don't think it's that simple. The guest doesn't seem to be the type we can reject."
"Boom." Another knock sounded on the door.
Then, with a huge bang, the entire door collapsed.
Lei Wujie was stunned for a moment and frowned. He saw the person clearly but couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "Shen Xiduo."
The Chief Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, Shen Xiduo, raised his executioner's blade and stood right under the doorway. Behind him, tens of vice ministers of the Court of Judicial Review followed him and stood there quietly.
They stood there without speaking, presenting a dead silence. Shen Xiduo seemed to be looking at Lei Wujie, but his eyes were empty, and black-coloured blood trickled down from the sockets.
"He's already dead," Ye Ruoyi said slowly.
Lei Wujie swallowed a gulp. "Although after hearing the house steward's words, I was expecting the worst, but now that I'm seeing it with my own eyes, it's really… scary. Shijie, what do you think?"
Sikong Qianluo's hand clenched around her spear and trembled slightly. She took a few steps back. "I'm… a little scared."
Lei Wujie said wryly, "Shijie also knows the word 'scared'?"
"I'm… scared of ghosts." Sikong Qianluo's voice quivered.
Lei Wujie shook his head. "Every time we get to this point, I will miss da-shixiong. If da-shixiong were here, he would definitely say, our world is righteous, how can there be ghosts and wickedness? They're all tricks of evil, just chop them up with a blade!"
"But da-shixiong is no longer around." Ye Ruoyi twisted the knife.
"Then this little shidi will have to take his place!" Lei Wujie raised his Heart sword and swept forward.
The already dead officials from the Court of Judicial Review also followed Shen Xiduo and charged into the residence.
Lei Wujie moved as fast as lightning and with a flying leap, he jumped into the midst of the mob, his sword rising and falling, as he stabbed them in their chests. Only Shen Xiduo's executioner's blade was a little more difficult to deal with and he slashed his blade down, tearing through one of Lei Wujie's sleeves.
"Another phoenix flame shirt." Lei Wujie sighed, aggrieved. He leaned back and paused, and he slid backwards with his body almost touching the ground. As he retreated, he wielded his sword and pointed lightly at Shen Xiduo's chest. He retreated to Ye Ruoyi and Sikong Qianluo's side, stood upright and turned his back on the men from the Court of Judicial Review. He grinned proudly, "They're really dead people. Not as clever as when they were alive. All taken care of."
Sikong Qianluo's face paled. "Are you really sure they're taken care of?"
Lei Wujie turned his head and realised that the officials from the Court of Judicial Review were still standing there, intact and whole. Only a few of them touched the wound on their chests in a subconscious movement, but they neither screamed nor collapsed. It was as if the fatal wounds that Lei Wujie delivered were merely scratches that they found itchy.
"What the hell." Lei Wujie cursed in a low voice.
Sikong Qianluo said anxiously, "This was hell to begin with."
While the two of them were exchanging words, the officials from the Court of Judicial Review charged at them again. Lei Wujie ranted at the others, "How do I fight an opponent that can't be killed? Chop them into mince?"
Sikong Qianluo tipped her toes and dodged a blade that came slashing down at her. She pointed the tip of her spear and brought it down on one of the vice minister's head. Because Sikong Qianluo panicked, she used so much force that the spear smashed the man's head into a pulp. She retreated frantically to avoid the disgusting splatter. Nausea rose in her gut and she almost threw up.
Ye Ruoyi took out a yellow talisman seal, wiped it across her sword, and the entire sword ignited into flames. The medicine men seemed to fear the flame or perhaps, they were afraid of Ye Ruoyi's Daoist sword, so they didn't dare to get close to Ye Ruoyi's sword and avoided her.
As a result, Lei Wujie became their target and was quickly surrounded. His red shirt was shredded all over and he finally decided to be equally ruthless. With one slash of his sword, he sliced the medicine man in front of him at the waist, cutting him into two. But the half-bodied medicine man grabbed his ankle, scaring him out of his wits. He kicked his foot in panic and flung the medicine man aside. He vented hysterically, "Am I dreaming! Is this a dream?!"
"Lei Wujie!" Ye Ruoyi looked at the corpses that were lying motionless on the ground, and suddenly came to a realisation. "Try smashing their heads into a pulp?"
"That's disgusting!" Lei Wujie was shocked by Ye Ruoyi's words.
"Quick!" Ye Ruoyi cried out in a low voice.
Lei Wujie didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He swung his sword hard and split the head of the Court of Judicial Review vice minister, the skull splattering in all directions. Lei Wujie forced down the nausea that rose in his heart, tipped his toes and swept back and forth over the heads of the medicine men.
"It worked!" Ye Ruoyi cried out in joy. "Maybe we don't have to be so disgusting. Lei Wujie, just cut off their heads."
"Sorry!" Lei Wujie apologised as he landed on the ground facing Shen Xiduo. Then, he swung his long sword.
A "ding" sound rang out; his sword was actually parried by Shen Xiduo's blade.
"I forgot that your martial arts are pretty good too," Lei Wujie grumbled and backed away another three steps.
Another group of medicine men poured in from the outside and they charged towards Lei Wujie like a tide. Lei Wujie finally lost his patience and raised his long sword furiously.
Sudden Thunderclap!
All the medicine men were forced back by this sword move. Lei Wujie leaped forward again, and cut off Shen Xiduo's head with one sword!