The Prince Can Always Hear The Secret Servant Chanting The Qingxin Mantra Before Going To Bed - Chapter 67

While Lu Yu was still wildly speculating, Bian Zhonghua wasn’t willing to give Lu Yu the time to think. As he recited a spell, the silver dagger fell in his palm, transforming into a long sword.

The sword was extremely thin, transparent, and covered in a bright light. While emanating an eerie qi presence, not only did the sword look like it had been forged with frozen snow, but also gave the impression of having been asleep for thousands of years.

“Did you touch him with your left hand?” Bian Zhonghua repeated again. The moment his eyes turned as cold as ice, he swung the sword in his hand and cut off a finger from Lu Yu’s left hand without the slightest hesitation!

Without further delay, Lu Yu howled in pain. In a panic, he struggled to escape, but was suppressed to the ground by an unknown force, making him unable to move.

Bian Zhonghua turned a deaf ear to the pained howl. Without giving Lu Yu too much time to relax, he cut off another finger.

Next, he cut off the last finger on the left hand, followed by the hand itself and the forearm. As Lu Yu screamed and wailed on the ground, blood overflowed all over the ground.

Bian Zhonghua’s eyes gradually turned red, while both his face and body began to be engulfed in crimson splashes that were coming from the spell glowing on his shoulder. Bian Zhonghua was stepping on Lu Yu as if he was stepping on a weak ant, and with a burning anger, he mercilessly swung the sword down again and again.

Chaotic thoughts filled Bian Zhonghua’s mind, and when the rage burned out, only one thought remained.

‘How dare you hurt Qi Ci?!’

‘How dare you?!’

After Bian Zhonghua cut off what was left of Lu Yu’s left arm, the splashes on his body became heavier and heavier. At that, the dragon pattern on his shoulder glowed brightly, while the crimson splashes on his body turned into red ropes that bound Bian Zhonghua’s body tightly, with the intention of restraining his killing intention.

At that moment, Bian Zhonghua no longer had his usual playful expression, and as soon as his gaze turned severely cold, the crimson splashes that turned into ropes shattered into pieces!

The moment the ropes shattered into pieces, it felt as if the whole world had become silent for a second.

After that, the dragon pattern changed back to its original black color. As if it had been burned by fire, what remained of the restraining spell was nothing more than dark floating ashes.

Then, a hundred miles away from the depths of the mountain, birds began to chirp, tigers began to roar, and apes began to scream. Thousands of miles beyond that, rivers and mountains began to tremble!

At the same time, Lin Baihu, who was a few miles away, covered his chest and fell down the tree. Fortunately, Qin Yicang reacted in time and rushed over to protect Lin Baihu into his arms, using himself as a human cushion.

The fall wasn’t light, but Qin Yicang still laughed: “What is it, little white bird? Did you fall asleep just now?”

However, Lin Baihu’s serious expression soon made Qin Yicang realize that something wasn’t right.

Lin Baihu pressed his chest with one hand as he clutched Qin Yicang’s arm with the other. With a pale face, Lin Baihu said: “It seems that Lord Bian’s third soul may really reunite with his body….”

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The moment the red ropes shattered, Bian Zhonghua’s ears began to ring, while his head vaguely throbbed in pain.

Qi Ci, who was supposed to be behind him badly injured, disappeared from his sight. But at this moment, what was in front of him was an even more terrifying scene….

Bian Zhonghua found himself standing in front of a river.

But this wasn’t an ordinary river.

The churning water of the river looked both bloody and yellowish at the same time. But it wasn’t just that, it was also full of snakes and insects, while an unbearable stench poured out in the air. If you paid close attention, you could see people with their bodies mangled crying and howling as they floated down the river!

When Bian Zhonghua stared at the river, a familiar feeling came over him, mixed with a sensation of despair, grief and helplessness.

‘Feels like….like someone is waiting for me?‘

‘Or like I’m the one waiting for someone?‘

Bian Zhonghua walked to the river step by step, and beside the river, there were the arms of what remained of the corpses. These arms were tangled between each other, scratching to the surface as if they wanted to drag all the passers-by down with them.

“Bian—Bian Zhonghua.”

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, bringing a few words with it.

When hearing them, Bian Zhonghua stopped abruptly.

‘Someone is calling me.’

At that moment, the river began to get emptied all of a sudden by murky waves that gushed out with an unbearable smell, as if something was about to come out of the bottom of the river. Bian Zhonghua narrowed his eyes trying to see what it was, but a voice kept screaming in his ear.

“Bian Zhonghua—Bian—”

‘Who is it? Who is calling me?’

“Bian Zhonghua!”

‘Is…is it Qi Ci?’

At that moment, Bian Zhonghua suddenly came back to his senses!

Bian Zhonghua was back in the wing room, and in front of him, there was a pool of blood and an arm cut into pieces. The whole room looked like a mess, but he could see the cool moonlight breaking through the wooden frames of the windows. No matter where he looked, there wasn’t any river nor corpses around.

“Bian–cough—Bian Zhonghua.”

This time around, Bian Zhonghua could really feel that Qi Ci was calling at him. When consciousness finally returned to his body, Bian Zhonghua found that Lu Yu had escaped at some point, but Bian Zhonghua didn’t care about that for now. As he hurried to pull the long sword away, he walked to the bedside to find Qi Ci.

However, Bian Zhonghua didn’t notice that the once calm dragon pattern on his shoulder was faintly glowing red again.

…

Some dozens of miles away, Qin Yicang’s face changed after hearing Lin Baihu’s previous words, so he said urgently: “Bian Zhonghua has lost his Neidan, and he’s not in the Capital anymore. Without the presence of State Master Li, the third soul that is returning right now may be possessed by the devil1. I’ll go find him now! You wait here.”

However, before Qin Yicang could go, Lin Baihu stopped him: “Don’t go, it stopped.”

Qin Yicang was surprised: “Stopped? What happened?”

“”

Lin Baihu shook his head, gasped, and finally said: “You have to hurry back to the Capital to report this to State Master Li right now. Someone has stopped the third soul from reuniting with Lord Bian’s body. If I was able to sense that, then the fierce beasts and demons wandering in this world must also be aware of it! Quick! You have to tell State Master Li to set up a boundary outside the Capital to protect it against the fierce beasts!”

“What about you?”

“I will continue to follow behind them, in case something happens.”

Qin Yicang didn’t object, and after getting up, he ran towards the direction of the Capital. However, after a short distance, Qin Yicang ran back again to say to Lin Baihu solemnly: “But I’m worried about you being on your own.”

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