PFC Chapter 423 The fake Moon God was shocked. How could there be someone who looked exactly like him?
Chapter 423 The fake Moon God was shocked. How could there be someone who looked exactly like him?
Xu Longxiang did not rush to make a move. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping over Qin Mu's arrogant face with a calm smile on his lips.
He wanted to demonstrate his reasonableness before taking action, which would not only make him appear magnanimous but also highlight the other party's arrogance and unreasonableness.
He not only had to overwhelm his opponent with force, but also had to win over everyone present with his personal charm, especially the Moon Goddess in the carriage.
Qin Mu watched Xu Longxiang step out of the carriage and smiled slightly to himself.
This poor child doesn't even know that the "moon goddess" he's licking is a fake, and he's still putting on airs here. It's both funny and pitiful.
But his face instantly changed to that arrogant expression typical of spoiled brats, with his chin held high and his folding fan whirring loudly.
"You're the legendary Moon God? You're not even one ten-thousandth as handsome as me, yet you dare call yourself the Moon God? That's laughable!"
Xu Longxiang smiled faintly, shook his head, and spoke in a gentle tone, as if he were reasoning with an ignorant child.
"I am not the Moon Goddess, but she is my best friend. Your slander of her is truly inappropriate. Therefore, I will teach you a lesson today, both to discipline your family and to show you that there are always people more capable than you!"
After saying that, he swayed and gracefully floated down from the carriage, his dark python robe fluttering in the morning breeze.
His toes touched the bluestone slab without making a sound. He was like a leaf falling from a treetop, light and airy, yet carrying an invisible and oppressive pressure.
Yunluan's expression immediately hardened, and the long sword in her hand was drawn with a "clang," its blade gleaming with a cold, dark silver light in the morning light.
She held her sword horizontally across her chest, her gaze sharp as a knife, staring intently at Xu Longxiang, not daring to be careless in the slightest.
She knew that Xu Longxiang was a first-grade Finger Profound Realm expert with rich combat experience and decisiveness, which was incomparable to the rabble of the Moon Goddess Sect.
But there was no fear in her eyes. Instead, a fierce fighting spirit ignited within her. To be able to fight against such a powerful opponent was the best opportunity for her to hone her swordsmanship.
Xu Longxiang also dared not underestimate the cold and aloof woman in front of him.
He had clearly seen the methods she used to slaughter those Moon Goddess Cult followers. They were fast, accurate, and ruthless, with not a single superfluous movement. Every move was practiced to take lives.
With such an opponent, a slight misstep could lead to an unexpected defeat.
If he really loses the fight, or gets into a tough battle, then all his "bragging" today will have been for nothing. Not only will it be a waste, but it will also damage his image in the Moon God's eyes.
He was preparing to strike first and seize the initiative.
Qin Mu suddenly froze, his eyes widening as if he had suddenly recognized something.
He snapped his folding fan shut, pointed at Xu Longxiang, and exclaimed in disbelief.
"Huh? You, aren't you Xu Longxiang, the Prince of Zhenbei?!"
Xu Longxiang's movements suddenly stopped, as if someone had struck his pressure point, and he froze in mid-air.
His pupils contracted slightly, and his heart skipped a beat.
He originally thought that no one in this remote southwestern border region would recognize him.
He had never been here before, and no one here should have seen him, so he didn't bother to disguise his appearance and walked out openly.
But to his utter surprise, someone actually recognized him!
This is troublesome!
He just said in front of everyone that he and the Moon Goddess are best friends.
If anyone recognizes him, and this matter reaches the capital and the ears of that tyrannical emperor, then he will be completely exposed!
A Prince of Zhenbei appearing on the southwestern border and even fraternizing with the rebel leader—what is this if not treason and collusion with the enemy?!
Xu Longxiang was deeply shaken, as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his heart, making his internal organs tremble.
He forced a nonchalant expression, a faint smile still playing on his lips, his voice as steady as if nothing had happened.
You've mistaken me for someone else.
His tone was indifferent, as if he were talking about something trivial.
Qin Mu sneered, pointed at him with his folding fan, and raised his voice several decibels, making it as sharp as a knife.
"I come from the capital! My father is a high-ranking official in the imperial court! I have seen you in the capital before! There is no way I could mistake you; you are Xu Longxiang, the Prince of Zhenbei, Xu Longxiang!"
Xu Longxiang felt a sudden shock, as if he had been hit hard on the back.
From the capital? The son of a high-ranking official?
Oh no! What a coincidence! I've run into the son of a high-ranking official from the capital!
It seems the other person genuinely knows him and isn't trying to scam him!
A chilling killing intent flashed in his eyes!
They must be eliminated! They cannot be allowed to live!
Otherwise, once this person returns to the capital and tells his father, the news will definitely reach the ears of that tyrannical emperor.
Then the tyrannical ruler will have a reason to blame him, and even if he wants to rebel, he will be labeled a "traitor".
By then, everyone in the world will know that he is a traitor, and who will still join him in raising an army?
Xu Longxiang felt a pang of regret. He should have put on the cloak to cover his face earlier. He never expected that such a small mistake would cause such a big problem!
Qin Mu continued to sneer, his voice growing sharper and sharper, like knives stabbing into Xu Longxiang's heart.
"You, as the Prince of Zhenbei of the Great Qin, are associating with these rebellious people and the Moon Goddess Cult who are wreaking havoc on the Great Qin, and even claim to be good friends with the Moon Goddess. Xu Longxiang, you have some nerve! Are you planning a rebellion?!"
Xu Longxiang could no longer hold back.
His face suddenly darkened, like the sky before a storm, suppressing endless anger.
His voice was as cold as a knife, each word as if carved from beneath a layer of ice.
"I already told you, you've mistaken me for someone else!"
Before he finished speaking, he moved.
His movements were as fast as lightning. He struck Qin Mu with a palm, the wind howling and carrying a terrifying pressure that seemed to overwhelm everything!
Yunluan was prepared. She held her longsword horizontally, and the blade trembled, emitting a clear and melodious hum.
Her sword met Xu Longxiang's palm strike. The two forces collided in mid-air, producing a muffled bang. The shockwave spread outwards, overturning several corpses and causing the leaves on the street leaves to rustle.
The battle between two first-grade Finger Profound Realm experts was immediately accompanied by a series of strange phenomena.
Sword light and palm shadows intertwined, true energy surged, pebbles flew, and deep grooves were carved into the bluestone slab by the force of the energy.
The onlookers were terrified and retreated to a distance of over 100 feet.
They hid behind walls, under eaves, and in bushes, peeking out half their heads and staring wide-eyed at the earth-shattering battle.
Whispers, like the buzzing of a swarm of bees, echoed through the streets and alleys.
"My God, that man in black is amazing!"
"That's the Prince of Zhenbei? I think I heard that young master mention him!"
"Why is the Prince of Zhenbei here? And with the people of the Moon Goddess Cult?"
"Shh, keep your voice down! Are you crazy?!"
Inside the carriage, Chen Ruoyao overheard Xu Longxiang and Qin Mu's conversation, and her expression turned extremely ugly.
Her fingers clenched tightly inside her sleeve, her nails digging into her palms, sending sharp pain through her.
Her original plan was simply to find an opportunity to be alone with Xu Longxiang, to deepen their relationship, and to win him over so that he would wholeheartedly serve the Moon Goddess Cult.
But she never expected that such a mishap would happen halfway through the journey. A playboy from the capital actually recognized Xu Longxiang!
This is troublesome.
If the Moon Goddess knew that she had made such a huge blunder, she would definitely not forgive her.
The Moon Goddess is most averse to revealing her identity and alliance. When she returns this time, she will likely face severe punishment.
Her brows furrowed as she considered whether she should intervene and take down the group first.
Although making a move might reveal her true strength, there's a way to explain that; she could say she was careless and didn't use her full strength.
However, if Xu Longxiang's alliance with the Moon Goddess Cult is exposed, then the Moon Goddess's plans will all be ruined, and her fate will only be more tragic.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally couldn't resist secretly opening the curtain of the car window, revealing a very thin gap, and squinting to look outside.
Yunluan and Xu Longxiang were locked in a fierce battle.
Neither of them was clearly at a disadvantage. Sword light and palm shadows intertwined, and true energy surged, making the sky and earth darken.
However, upon closer inspection, Xu Longxiang's offensive was clearly more aggressive and ruthless.
Each of his palm strikes carried the ruthlessness and decisiveness honed through countless battles on the northern frontier, advancing step by step, while Yun Luan gradually retreated. Although her defense remained tight, she was clearly under pressure.
Chen Ruoyao felt this was a good opportunity.
Xu Longxiang had a slight advantage. As long as she made a move and joined forces with Xu Longxiang, that woman would undoubtedly be defeated.
When the time comes, we'll catch that spoiled brat, force him to write a confession, and then kill him to silence him. That way, nothing will happen.
Just as Chen Ruoyao was about to lift the car curtain and lend a helping hand.
Her gaze suddenly swept across the crowd, then over the woman standing behind the spoiled young master, the woman in the moon-white outfit who hadn't made a move yet, and whose face was stunningly beautiful.
Her eyes widened suddenly, and her pupils contracted sharply, as if she had been pricked by a needle.
She stared intently at the woman, at her face—her eyebrows like distant mountains, her eyes like autumn water, her nose high and straight, her lips pale and elegant.
That face was exactly the same as her real face!
Not just similar, they're exactly the same!
Every contour, every inch of skin, even the tiny mole at the corner of the eye, is perfectly accurate!
How is this possible?!
How could anyone in this world look exactly like you?!
She rubbed her eyes with her other hand, then opened them again to look, and yes, it was her own face!
Her face was now on another woman's body, and she stood behind that spoiled young master, quietly watching the battle!
Chen Ruoyao froze, her entire body stiffening behind the carriage curtain, forgetting even to breathe.
Her mind was blank, as if she had been thrown into a blender, buzzing and making noise. She couldn't think clearly or make sense of anything.
Did her parents give birth to another sister for her?
Even if they are sisters, they can't all look exactly alike!
A tremendous unease welled up in Chen Ruoyao's heart, like a cold snake crawling out from the deepest part of her soul, coiling around her heart, tightening its grip.
Her gaze fell on the mole at the corner of the woman's eye. That mole was exactly the same as the one at the corner of her eye in terms of location, size, and color.
This proves that the other party is definitely not her sister.
That's a bit outrageous.
Chen Ruoyao felt as if she had grasped something extraordinary, like a thread emerging from a tangled mess.
But her mind was too confused right now, like smoke blown away by the wind, impossible to grasp or sort out.
Most importantly, the woman who looked exactly like her was standing right behind the spoiled brat who had just provoked the Moon Goddess Cult; they were clearly in cahoots.
This is even more outrageous.
Chen Ruoyao decided to leave it alone for the time being.
She couldn't act now; she had to find out the truth about this matter first.
She had a feeling that this matter was definitely not simple, and that it involved her, her identity, her face, and even her fate.
Meanwhile, Yun Suxin herself was also closely following the battle.