PFC Chapter 264 You damn black devil, I've caught you!
Chapter 264 You damn black devil, I've caught you!
Li Wudao's gaze lingered on him for a moment: "Did you save Prince Rui?"
On the way here, Shen Ming had already given a detailed account of what had happened.
Knowing that the Crown Prince of Liang had spared no expense in taking out the only remaining seventh-grade elixir in Liang in order to save Li Jing's life.
Lu Minxuan nodded cautiously, his heart pounding.
He was terrified that the decisive young man would strike with lightning speed at any moment.
Li Wudao didn't speak, he just looked at him quietly.
Name: Lu Minxuan
【Age: 28】
[Talent: High-grade Earth Rank]
[Realm: Early Stage of Martial King]
[Special Physique: Berserk Bloodline (King-level)]
[Berserk Bloodline: Burns essence blood, temporarily doubling combat power, followed by extreme weakness.]
[Qi Luck: Mid-grade Yellow Level]
[Recent events: Feeling frustrated and unlucky after being used by the Wang family]
Berserk Bloodline...King-level?
A hint of surprise flashed in Li Wudao's eyes.
Although not as rare as the Imperial Body or the Holy Body, the King-level bloodline is still a special physique that is one in ten thousand.
The two stared at each other in silence; the cell was deathly still.
Lu Minxuan's palms were sweating, and his breathing was somewhat rapid.
Now, Li Wudao is only three steps away from him. If he were to launch a surprise attack from this distance, he is confident that he could seriously injure a mid-stage Martial King.
He felt a stirring of interest, yet also began to have doubts.
Is this handsome young man in front of me really as terrifying as the rumors suggest?
How could a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, who has not experienced much of the world, really have the strength to easily suppress a high-level Martial King?
A look of struggle flashed in his eyes.
But when he met Li Wudao's calm and unwavering eyes, all his thoughts vanished instantly.
His eyes were so deep, so unfathomable, as if they could see right through his thoughts.
Finally, Lu Minxuan lowered his eyes in dejection.
He didn't dare to gamble.
"Do you want to live, or do you want to die?" Li Wudao suddenly asked.
Lu Minxuan was stunned, a look of astonishment and disbelief flashing in his eyes. "Of course I want to live... You... you won't kill me?"
"You should have died."
Li Wudao said in a low voice, "However, I have changed my mind now."
He flipped his left hand, and a banner appeared in his hand.
The banner pole was as black as ink, its surface covered with twisted runes. Upon closer inspection, the runes looked like countless tiny skulls wriggling.
The banner is dark purple and embroidered with a dense array of eye patterns.
Each eye was half-open, half-closed, with a ghostly green light shimmering deep within the pupils, as if a living being was watching.
It is the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.
This is a treasure from the Demonic Path, which I acquired from investing in the Green-haired Turtle not long ago.
It can capture, refine, and enslave the souls of living beings as a source of power for attack, defense, and even the construction of formations, making it extremely versatile.
The moment the Ten Thousand Souls Banner appeared.
The temperature inside the cell plummeted, frost formed on the walls, and thin ice appeared on the surface of the sewage on the floor.
A cold, eerie aura, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, spread out.
"Serve me as your master, and you will be spared." Li Wudao held the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, his voice calm. "Are you willing?"
Lu Minxuan's body stiffened, and his expression changed unpredictably.
He is the Crown Prince of Liang, the future ruler of the country. How can he be reduced to a servant of others?
But if I don't agree, I will surely die today.
For a moment, the will to survive, dignity, resentment... all sorts of emotions clashed fiercely in his heart.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, looked up, and said, "I...I'm willing!"
A little dignity is worthless in the face of life and death.
Li Wudao nodded in satisfaction: "Relax and do not resist."
He made a hand seal with his right hand, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner moved automatically without wind.
The eye patterns on the banner suddenly opened, shooting out hundreds of eerie green rays that intertwined in the air to form a strange talisman that slowly drifted toward Lu Minxuan's brow.
Lu Minxuan trembled slightly, but dared not move.
"laugh--"
The talisman disappeared into the space between the eyebrows.
He felt a sharp pain in his mind, as if something had been forcibly ripped out.
The next moment, a wave of weakness washed over him, and he staggered back half a step, his face deathly pale.
"All right."
Li Wudao put away the Myriad Soul Banner and casually said, "A wisp of your life soul has entered the banner. From now on, your life and death are in my hands."
Everyone in the cell gasped in shock.
The Wang family members trembled with fear, looking at Li Wudao as if he were a demon.
Soul-stealing, life-and-death manipulation... what kind of evil magic is this?!
Shen Ming's eyes held even deeper reverence.
This Senior Brother Li's methods are truly unpredictable.
Lu Minxuan felt the faint connection in his mind, and his face turned ashen.
He could clearly sense that his life was completely in the hands of the boy in front of him.
Without further hesitation, he took a deep breath and knelt on one knee: "Lu Minxuan greets Your Majesty."
"Get up," Li Wudao said calmly. "Do you know why I spared your life?"
Lu Minxuan cautiously probed, "Because...Prince Rui?"
"Not at all."
Li Wudao shook his head slightly, a profound meaning flashing in his eyes: "You can continue to be the Crown Prince of Liang. Even... if necessary, I can help you take that position."
Lu Minxuan's pupils contracted sharply. "My lord wants..."
Before he could finish speaking, Li Wudao glanced at him sideways and said, "Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask."
Lu Minxuan immediately shut his mouth, but his heart was in turmoil.
He felt that he had underestimated the other party's ambition and courage. Taking over the Dayu Dynasty was not enough; this party was aiming to unify the five surrounding dynasties!
"Take your people and go back to Daliang."
Li Wudao waved his hand, "Remember what happened today. You know what you should and shouldn't say."
"Yes!" Lu Minxuan's heart tightened, and he led the trembling generals away from the prison cell.
The footsteps faded away.
Inside the prison cell, only the Wang family members remained.
"Senior Brother Li, what should we do with these people?" Shen Ming stepped forward and asked.
The Wang family immediately burst into tears and kowtowed repeatedly.
Li Wudao didn't even bother to glance at them, and casually said, "Kill them all."
Just then, hurried footsteps came from outside the cell.
"Inhuman!"
Wang Wan rushed over, her face pale and her eyes filled with anxiety.
She arrived in a hurry, without even putting on her outer robe, wearing only a simple plain dress, clearly having just received the news and rushed over.
“Auntie…”
Li Wudao's expression changed slightly as he stepped forward, "Why have you come... This place is cold and filthy, please go back quickly, I will come to find you later."
But when the Wang family saw Wang Wan, they cried out even louder, as if they had grasped at a lifeline.
"Wan'er! Save us!"
"We are your blood relatives!"
"You have the blood of the Wang family flowing through your veins, we can't just stand by and watch you die..."
Looking at these former relatives, Wang Wan's eyes flashed with pain.
She held Li Wudao's hand, her voice choked with emotion: "Wudao... Auntie knows that the Wang family has wronged you and your mother... But they are still the Wang family, your mother's family."
She looked up, tears welling in her eyes: "Could you... spare their bloodline? Don't kill them all... as long as they don't die, you can do whatever you want with them, okay?"
Li Wudao looked at Wang Wan's pale and haggard face, and saw the deep distress and pain in her eyes.
The murderous intent in his heart eventually dissipated.
"That's all."
He sighed softly, turned to Shen Ming, and said, "Cripple the cultivation of everyone in the Wang family and exile them to the bitter, cold lands of the North. They shall never set foot outside their place of exile for the rest of their lives!"
"Yes," Shen Ming replied.
The Wang family members felt as if they had been granted a pardon and kowtowed repeatedly.
Only Wang Weiyong slumped in the corner, the last glimmer of light in his old eyes completely extinguished.
He looked at Li Wudao, at his grandson whom he had never given a second glance, and a bitter smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.
The Wang family... is finished.
Completely finished.
Three days passed in a flash.
The Imperial Palace of the Great Yu Dynasty, the Imperial Garden.
Willows sway gently by the pond, and several colorful butterflies flutter among the flowers.
The breeze blows by, bringing with it the scent of flowers.
Inside the pavilion, Li Jing and Prince Rui sat facing each other, sipping tea and chatting.
Li Jing, now dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, exudes a much more composed demeanor.
Prince Rui's injuries have mostly healed. Although his face is still somewhat pale, he has recovered well after being cared for by Li Wudao.
Wang Wan sat beside her husband, a gentle smile on her face.
By the pond, Li Wudao and Li Nanzhi stood side by side, watching the koi swimming in the water, looking serene and relaxed.
"Pfft!"
Suddenly, the green-haired turtle jumped from the bank into the pond, splashing up a large spray of water.
It paws wildly, chasing and playing with the koi, occasionally opening its mouth to take a bite.
Before long, a dozen or so goldfish with their white bellies turned up floated on the surface of the pond.
This scene infuriated Li Wudao, causing his lips to twitch as he chased after the green-haired turtle, shouting and threatening to kill it.
Finally, after a fifteen-minute chase, Li Wudao captured him in the ravaged flowerbed.
"You damn black devil, I've finally caught you!"
Li Wudao cursed and swore, then grabbed its bald tail and kicked it away.
There was only a "whoosh" sound.
The green-haired turtle drew an arc in the air and crashed heavily into the artificial hill in the distance, kicking up a cloud of dust. It howled in pain, causing the palace maids in the garden to cover their mouths and chuckle.
At this moment, Shen Ming walked in from outside the garden.
Today he changed into the true disciple's attire of the Xuantian Sect, a moon-white robe with golden cloud patterns embroidered on the cuffs, and a disciple's token hanging at his waist.
His demeanor has become increasingly composed, and he already possesses a certain air of extraordinary talent.
He first bowed to Li Jing and Prince Rui and his wife, who were inside the pavilion.
He then walked to the edge of the pond and lowered his voice, saying, "Senior Brother Li, the two-month period is up... it's time to return to the sect and report back."
Li Wudao paused.
He immediately nodded slightly: "I understand."
The voice was very soft, carrying a hint of barely perceptible melancholy.