Crowned by the Treacherous Big Shot

Chapter 848: Chapter 697: The Might of Chen Long

The white light in her mind, like a bolt of lightning, split open her sea of consciousness and stunned her senses.

She lay in a calm lake, like a zombie.

She stared blankly at the azure sky.

In the vast world, she was all alone.

She began to sink.

Her limbs and bones were frozen, and she could only watch helplessly as she sank to the bottom of the lake.

Just as she was about to drown, a big hand suddenly pulled her out of the water.

She jolted upright, eyes snapping open, taking a deep breath.

It was only then that she realized she was firmly held in Lu Yuan’s arms.

She gasped for air.

Lu Yuan gently reassured her, his warm palm patting her back: "It’s okay, I’m here."

"Lu Yuan, I saw..."

She said, panting.

Lu Yuan cupped her face, gazing at her tenderly: "What did you see?"

"That witchcraft..."

"Soul transfer?"

"I... my mind is a bit confused, I don’t know how to explain it clearly. Anyway, the Loulan people’s original target should have been my grandfather, but for some reason, it became the emperor grandfather."

"Like how the arrow Tan’er shot aimed at the wizard but ended up hurting herself?"

"Not exactly the same, but that can be understood in that way."

"So this is called soul transfer."

The world is vast, full of wonders.

He had just witnessed it.

Yet thinking of the even stranger things that had happened to her, he found that mere witchcraft was nothing special.

Wait, witchcraft.

Lu Yuan paused.

Meng Qianqian glanced at him, suppressing her exhaustion, and said: "What’s wrong? Are you worried about me? I’m fine..."

Lu Yuan hummed an acknowledgment, placing some unbidden speculation back in his heart, speaking calmly: "Rest for a while, there’s no rush, Xun Yi said we have at least two or three days."

Meng Qianqian shook her head: "We don’t have two or three days. If we can’t destroy the core of the array before dawn, even if the emperor grandfather survives, he will suffer severe damage."

Lu Yuan hesitantly asked: "What do you mean by severe damage?"

Meng Qianqian said seriously: "At best, he’ll be confused; at worst, he’ll be soulless, leaving only an empty shell."

Lu Yuan’s face darkened: "Loulan people!"

After experiencing so many hardships and facing so many enemies, they thought that no storm could shake their emotions.

However, methods as swift and ruthless as Loulan’s are unprecedented.

"Let’s hurry and find the core of the array."

Meng Qianqian stood up.

Lu Yuan looked at her, worried.

Meng Qianqian had exhausted her mind, feeling as if her head might explode.

But at this moment, she had no time to rest.

Every delay meant more danger for the emperor grandfather.

"They went north, we’ll go south."

Lu Yuan nodded, holding her hand: "Okay, if you feel unwell, tell me promptly. Saving the emperor grandfather is important, but I think he wouldn’t want to trade your life for it."

He didn’t mention the child in her belly.

In his heart, she came first, all of her.

And her importance was enough.

Meng Qianqian was touched: "Okay."

"This street shouldn’t have another incident like just now, or another array, right?"

Lu Yuan asked cautiously, looking around.

Meng Qianqian said: "I haven’t noticed any for now."

She looked around, pointing to an alley diagonally opposite, "There’s a crack here, leaking negative energy, it’s not suitable for setting up an array."

Lu Yuan said: "You really know your stuff."

Meng Qianqian oh-ed: "Learned from storybooks."

Lu Yuan: "..."

Boom!

A huge commotion came from the north, and they both turned around simultaneously.

"What happened?"

Meng Qianqian, having overexerted herself, felt an impact, not as clear as before.

Lu Yuan said: "They are fighting over there."

Meng Qianqian said: "An ambush?"

Lu Yuan said: "Seems like it."

Meng Qianqian mused: "It indicates they might not be far from the core of the array."

"Is there only one core?"

Lu Yuan asked.

Meng Qianqian said: "Usually yes, why do you ask?"

Lu Yuan looked at the silent houses around: "Because we seem to be ambushed too."

No sooner had he spoken, a volley of darts shot towards them.

Lu Yuan stepped forward, guarding Meng Qianqian behind him, flicking his sleeve, encapsulating all the darts, and then backhandedly shot them back at the assassins.

In the dark, muffled groans sounded one after another, overlapping.

"Not bad, Grand Commander."

Meng Qianqian generously praised.

Lu Yuan nonchalantly dusted off his hands: "So-so, handling a few bugs, barely enough."

Meng Qianqian’s ears twitched, sensing an overwhelming murderous aura: "But tonight, the bugs are a bit much."

Lu Yuan slashed down an entire courtyard gate with his sword, using Sword Qi to deeply insert it into the ground, forming a barrier in front of Meng Qianqian.

This marked the boundary.

Anyone who trespasses.

Kill.

The first fearless assassin charged towards Meng Qianqian.

Lu Yuan didn’t even blink, swinging his sword horizontally, blood sealing the throat!

He kicked the corpse back.

The air was instantly filled with an earth-shattering killing intent.

The assassins were shocked by this extremely sharp scene, not moving for a full three breaths.

Lu Yuan wouldn’t give them a chance to recover.

Meng Qianqian instinctively took a step forward.

Lu Yuan coldly said: "Little Nine, if you dare to move forward like you used to, you’re dead!"

Referring to when Meng Qianqian acted as his guard, always rushing ahead of him.

Meng Qianqian muttered: "Who knows who made me a guard."

Lu Yuan staggered, almost falling.

A wife must be protected.

Assassins must be killed.

Unexpectedly for the four of them, the number of assassins tonight was a bit too large.

"Why can’t we finish them off? Where did Loulan get so many killers from?"

Ji Li was almost driven crazy by the Loulan assassins.

One wave killed, another wave emerged.

Can’t finish them!

"Not only Loulan people."

Chen Long said coldly after dealing with an assassin, "There are spies from the other major vassal states too."

Ji Li exploded: "What’s going on? So many spies? Has Capital City become like a sieve?"

Chen Long said: "It’s a good opportunity to catch them all."

Ji Li sent an assassin flying with a palm strike: "Easy for you to say, if we don’t finish them, we’ll be exhausted first!"

Chen Long deeply frowned: "There are indeed too many people."

If the Ten Great Vassal States had infiltrated so many spies, the court should not have been oblivious.

"Something is fishy."

"I know it’s fishy! Have we fallen into a trap again tonight? If we don’t find the core of the array, we may be blood-sacrificed! My copper coins aren’t all spent yet!"

The four were surrounded by assassins.

Ji Li shouted fiercely but was entirely capable of handling it.

Chen Long also didn’t find it too challenging to kill them all.

"Brother, hurry up! They’re stalling! If it drags until dawn, it will be too late!"

From the end of South Street came Meng Qianqian’s shout, and Chen Long suddenly realized: "So that’s it, Ji Li, step aside."

Ji Li pointed at himself: "Everyone tells me to step aside! What do you siblings mean?"

Chen Long’s killing intent suddenly surged, like a wrathful dragon rising from the river:

"If you don’t move, none of you will be spared, including you."