Dragon's Origin

Chapter 497: Baoqing Yu Tang’s Hidden Strength, Continued (11)

The person who flew out wasn't Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng was merely forced to retreat in a series of steps until his back hit a wall. Even then, he couldn't completely stop, ultimately crashing through the wall and into the courtyard before finally regaining his footing.

As he stopped, Wang Sheng had to forcibly swallow a mouthful of blood that had rushed to his throat to stabilize his surging blood and Qi.

The rampaging spiritual Qi within his body was being frantically devoured by the one thousand and twenty-four little gluttons. In just the short time Wang Sheng was retreating, half of it had been consumed. By the time Wang Sheng steadied himself, it was completely devoured in a dozen breaths.

The Yuanhun, having devoured the spiritual Qi of the Legendary assassin, rapidly coalesced into a massive glutton. Within the Yuanhun space, it opened its mouth towards the large pool, and a waterfall of spiritual liquid poured into it. Instantly, the liquid level in the pool rose by another finger's breadth.

Only after completing this step did Wang Sheng's Yuanhun revert to its semi-finished form of a Gongfu, continuing to crawl by the pool's edge, inhaling and exhaling.

Simultaneous use of the Five-Word Formula, empowered by the Bing and Zhe Secret Arts, instantly lessened the pain from the internal injuries caused by the assassin's attack. At most, Wang Sheng would recover completely in just three days.

The assassin who had flown out had already been subdued. In fact, he had already been spewing blood while still in the air.

Wang Sheng's spiritual Qi, like a sharp sword, had entered his body from the point of contact between their fists, carrying an indomitable force that relentlessly destroyed twenty to thirty acupoints from his right arm all the way to his chest. With just this one blow, the assassin was already severely injured and unable to move.

Crashing heavily to the ground, the assassin wore an expression of disbelief. How could this be? Wasn't Wang Sheng's cultivation at most only at the seventh level? How could he possess such terrifying destructive power? How could a dignified expert of the Legendary Realm fail to withstand a single punch from Wang Sheng?

After falling, the assassin was unable to move. Aside from the internal injuries inflicted by the Guīyuán Hand technique, the collateral damage from Wang Sheng's immense physical strength alone had shattered the assassin's wrist and forearm bones into several pieces. If not treated promptly, even if he could be healed, his right arm would be ruined.

What filled the assassin with the greatest despair was that the moment he landed, two guards unceremoniously pinned his hand and foot to the ground with their weapons. The guards who arrived later were equally ruthless, piercing his arms and legs with at least six weapons, pinning him to the ground. Then, his spiritual Qi was immediately sealed, and he was knocked unconscious with a punch to the head.

At least a dozen guards had surrounded Wang Sheng, protecting him in the center. At this point, even if the assassin possessed heaven-defying abilities, he could no longer harm Wang Sheng in the slightest.

Despite this, the Duke's mansion guards continued to rush to the scene, and in the blink of an eye, there were over a hundred of them, almost completely shielding Wang Sheng.

This was just the beginning. Before long, Mei'er, Rose, and Seven heard the news and quickly rushed over. Before they even reached the guest hall, they encountered Wang Sheng, who was being escorted back to the training room by the guards. Seeing the trace of blood at the corner of Wang Sheng's mouth that he hadn't had time to wipe away, Mei'er's mind immediately went blank.

"Chop that assassin into pieces and feed him to the dogs!" Without a second thought, Mei'er shouted at the guards around Wang Sheng, while she herself rushed into the group of guards, threw herself into Wang Sheng's arms, and burst into tears.

"Don't! How will we know who ordered him if we chop him up? Maybe we can still dig out the secrets of Baoqing Yu Tang from him," Wang Sheng's gentle voice came from above Mei'er's head, without the slightest change, just like before he was injured. At the same time, strong arms gently embraced Mei'er, also transmitting a warm force to her.

Although Rose and Seven didn't rush forward, the worry in their eyes was obvious. Rose had seen many assassins with minor injuries in Worry-Free City and knew that Wang Sheng's current state wasn't dangerous. As for Seven, she had suffered similar injuries more than once and knew that Wang Sheng was not facing any life-threatening danger.

Of course, Rose didn't want to compete with Mei'er for her position in Wang Sheng's eyes, while Seven simply didn't have that concept yet. In essence, she didn't truly regard herself as Wang Sheng's woman. Therefore, neither of them rushed into Wang Sheng's arms. In this situation, the only one who could do so was Mei'er.

"Don't worry! I'm fine!" Wang Sheng once again softly comforted Mei'er for a while, coaxing her from tears to laughter, before kissing her cheek and releasing her.

Immediately afterward, Wang Sheng opened his arms to Rose again. Rose was no slower than Mei'er just now, rushing into Wang Sheng's arms, hugging him for a while, kissing him, and then gently letting go.

When Seven saw Wang Sheng opening his arms to her as well, she knew what she should do, no matter how reserved or shy she was. She was somewhat awkwardly embraced by Wang Sheng, her face as red as a piece of red cloth. Although Seven had slept naked with Wang Sheng before, she had never been so intimate under the gaze of so many people.

However, the dozens of guards who had witnessed this scene acted as if they hadn't seen anything, each with a blank expression, vigilantly watching their surroundings. Even the female guards brought by Mei'er and Rose were the same, not looking sideways.

Although very unaccustomed to it, Seven found that she had indeed been a little worried just now, and being hugged by Wang Sheng like this made her feel much better.

"Who sent that guy?" After everyone was seated in the small courtyard of the training room, Mei'er asked anxiously.

"Don't know!" Wang Sheng shook his head: "Didn't have time to ask."

"Then hurry up!" Mei'er waved her small hand, acting like a true mistress: "Use a few Truth Pills, I don't believe he won't tell us."

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Truth Pills costing five hundred thousand gold coins each were, in Mei'er's eyes, definitely less important than knowing the truth from that assassin's mouth. Perhaps only Mei'er in the whole world could be so generous.

"Old Wang! What are you doing sneaking around?" Wang Sheng also felt that it didn't matter, of course, the truth was important, and that guy's current condition probably couldn't withstand any torture. Just as he was about to nod, he saw Steward Wang poking his head at the courtyard door, looking like he wanted to come in but didn't dare to, so he couldn't help but call out.

"My Lord!" Steward Wang walked in from outside the door with a bitter face. The person he brought in had become an assassin, and he didn't know how to explain it to the Duke. Then another trouble came, and he didn't dare not to say it, so he could only honestly say to Wang Sheng: "The Elder from the Qiu family has sent a greeting card requesting to see the Duke, and he is at the gate of the mansion."