roccoschili Chapter 315
Chapter 315
Yue Fuguang looked at the blue-gleaming blades and called out a warning, "Everyone be careful, their swords and sabers are poisoned!"Although she could cure the poison, wasn't there a dying Fourth Master Xie lying inside? When the time came, should she save them or not?
Moreover, she felt that this assassination attempt in broad daylight was a bit strange.
'System, could they be doing this on purpose? Just to get these people injured and poisoned, and then force me to hand over the antidote?'
How did these people know she had the antidote anyway?
[Host, your guess is completely correct, let's expose her!]
[Master, be careful, they are coming for your antidote!]
'What? Little Zhu, do you mean these assassins know I have the antidote to save Fourth Master Xie? So these assassins are from Nanyue?'
[Yes, they somehow learned that you have a medicine that cures a hundred poisons. The assassination was also an idea Yue Ying gave to Concubine Xin before his death. To take you hostage, or hurt the people here, to force you to hand over the antidote.]
'These mortals are really courting death!'
The crowd could hear the impatience and murderous intent in the Junior Preceptor's words. Emperor Mingxi and the Crown Prince cast a hasty glance at her.
They saw her face covered in frost. 'No one can force me to do what I don't want to do!'
"Lord Yu, be careful!" Just then, an assassin suddenly appeared behind Yu Shuchun, who was charging at the very front closest to the main doors. Three of them completely surrounded Yu Shuchun in the middle.
It could be seen that in the arena, aside from Yue Fuguang, Emperor Mingxi, and the Crown Prince, the one being besieged the most was Yue Fuguang's biological second uncle, Yu Shuchun.
Seeing that a man's blade was about to hack into Yu Shuchun's back, Yue Fuguang instantly took out a handgun from her storage ring.
The moment the cool, highly futuristic interstellar handgun appeared in her hand, she didn't even need to aim before firing instantly.
With a whoosh, a beam of light laced with lightning shot out.
Pfft!
The light beam struck the hand of the assassin raising the scimitar.
Ah! My hand!
Along with the splattering blood came the assassin's shrill scream and the dumbfounded reactions of his two companions.
Hearing the miserable shriek of the person behind him, Yu Shuchun turned around, and seeing Yue Fuguang holding the gun, he instantly felt relieved.
He didn't care what kind of weapon his niece was holding; anyway, it wouldn't hurt him no matter what.
Yue Fuguang only paused for a second. After confirming that the gun in her hand truly had no recoil and the sound was very light, she quickly overcame her fear of firing a gun for the first time, especially at living people.
She quickly turned the muzzle. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Blood splattered everywhere.
She fired over ten shots in a row, taking down one assassin with each shot, all hitting their legs. Between the pain and the fear, these people lost their ability and courage to continue fighting the moment they were shot.
Some assassins refused to believe it and tried to use the steel swords in their hands to block the light beam bullets like they would arrows. As a result, the beam of light easily passed through the blade, ravaging his body without any decrease in power.
The remaining dozen or so assassins who hadn't been shot looked at their bloody, mangled companions who even smelled slightly charred. The last bit of fire in their hearts to fight to the death was extinguished.
With absolute submission, they clattered and clanked as they threw their weapons far away.
Resolutely drawing a clear line between themselves and those weapons!
It was too tragic, truly too tragic. They could accept being stabbed to death with a sword or hacked to death with a saber, but they could not endure being silently hit by this unknown weapon—not dying, but suffering pain worse than death.
Facing Yue Fuguang's dark muzzle, these people didn't even have the courage to bite down on their poison sacs.
The crowd looked at Yue Fuguang, whose face was currently as cold as frost and whose expression was stern, like a god of death. They all widened their eyes and could not help but swallow their saliva unconsciously.
One by one, they stood frozen in place, not daring to move. They simply didn't dare to move!
Even the assassins rolling on the ground clutching their painful legs could not snap the crowd out of being scared silly by this sudden turn of events.
Yu Shuchun, however, ignored the wailing assassins and his dumbfounded colleagues. He quickly ran in front of Yue Fuguang and asked with a face full of worry, "Fuguang, are you alright? Are you tired?"
Are you tired? Not to mention the others, even the assassins lying on the ground had a momentary pause in their crying when they heard this!
Is this something a human would say?
Taking down so many of them in just a dozen breaths of time, how tired could she be?
Yue Fuguang put away the gun and replied, "Second Uncle, I'm fine!" Originally, when putting the gun away, she had wanted to blow on the muzzle to act cool.
But seeing the circle of people staring at her with burning gazes, she realized these bumpkins wouldn't understand the coolness of her blowing on the gun anyway, so she ultimately decided to forget it!
System: Are you sure it's not because this gun doesn't have the smell of gunpowder, so it's not suitable for acting cool!
"It's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine." Seeing the tense atmosphere around them, he couldn't help but say, "If you lost a single hair today, your grandfather and father would definitely give your second uncle a mixed double beating when we get back!"
Hearing him say this, Yue Fuguang couldn't help but laugh, "I'll plead for mercy for Second Uncle when the time comes."
With this smile of hers, it was like the melting of ice and snow and the return of spring to the earth. The people around them also couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
They were still more familiar with the current Junior Preceptor; the one just now was truly too terrifying!
The crowd silently looked toward their Emperor. The responsibility of maintaining the Junior Preceptor's mood was something their Emperor should shoulder.
"That's great then. With Fuguang here, Second Uncle will definitely be spared from this beating."
Yu Shuchun's words held a hidden meaning, and everyone present naturally heard the implication.
It was Xie Zhiyan who broke the silence first. He said, "Imperial Father, Imperial Mother, the younger brothers and sisters are all terrified. Let us leave this place first with the Junior Preceptor and the lords."
Emperor Mingxi nodded and ordered the commander of the guards, who had finally broken through the palace doors and rushed in, "Escort all these people into the Heavenly Prison. Do not let them die!"
He then turned around and glanced at the tightly shut doors of the hall, his eyes filled with undisguised, fierce murderous intent. "Escort the Fourth Prince and all the eunuchs and maids in the Xinrong Hall into the grand prison.
Without my orders, not a single one is allowed to be let go!"
The commander of the guards received the order and left. After all the serving personnel were arrested, as for what would happen to the Fourth Prince and Concubine Xin, that was not something a commander like him needed to worry about.
The rule for staying alive in this imperial palace was to act according to orders and absolutely not ask too many questions.
The crowd exited the Pingnan Palace. The Empress led the concubines, princes, and princesses away, all looking lost in spirit. It was estimated that Imperial Physician Sun and the others would be extremely busy today.
The Emperor also took a group of ministers to his own Hall of Mental Cultivation.
After taking a sip of tea, Yue Fuguang asked with an indifferent expression, "Does Your Majesty not have anything you want to ask me?"
[Master, the Emperor wouldn't want to take your laser handgun for himself after seeing how powerful it is, would he?]
'What is there to fear? He is a mortal; even if he takes it, he won't be able to use it.'
Mortals couldn't use it even if they took it? Emperor Mingxi couldn't describe the taste in his heart.
He was both glad that such a powerful weapon couldn't be used by just anyone, and disappointed that this also included himself!
No matter how great his disappointment was, Emperor Mingxi quickly collected his emotions. He looked at Yue Fuguang with a face full of affection and asked with timely curiosity, "Fuguang, I do indeed want to ask you, that... thing from just now, is it a hidden weapon?
Why do I feel that its power is several times greater than the repeating crossbow you gave the Crown Prince?"
Zhou Qi'an, who had already entered the Ministry of Works, had produced the repeating crossbow and the siege ballista based on the blueprints provided by Yue Fuguang, and their power was indeed quite good.