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The Pseudo-Princely Heir: System’s Early Gamble (Web Novel) - Chapter 137: Old Man, Where Do You Want to Go? (Subscription Requested)_5
Chapter 137: Old Man, Where Do You Want to Go? (Subscription Requested)_5
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“It seems that simply having control over the students from the Bureau of the Lamp is far from enough.”
“But it doesn’t matter, my goal has been reached; slaughtering all the Great Wei students to the last man, causing them to bear a grudge against Great Zhou, can be considered a perfect completion of my mission.”
“It’s just a pity that I wasn’t able to let my master witness that person’s complete loss of face.”
Qiu Zhiman murmured to himself, intending to set off, but as if remembering something, he sat back down.
Gazing up faintly, it was as if he could sense that someone was using Different Treasures to detect his presence.
Silently looking up, locking eyes with the other.
At this moment, it seemed that everyone watching the projected image could see a pair of indifferent eyes from within the tall black-robed figure’s gaze.
Yet the face was entirely shrouded in shadows.
They could not make out the face.
And when they tried to take a closer look.
Qiu Zhiman had already withdrawn his gaze and thoughtfully put away the crystal ball. Just as he was about to order the massacre of all Great Wei students present to clean up the situation,
he spotted several figures slowly approaching from afar.
Not only Qiu Zhiman was stunned to see the figures walking over from a distance,
everyone viewing the projection was also stunned.
Could it be… the Princely Heir??
Was he deliberately coming here to court death??
Everyone was puzzled.
Qiu Zhiman was even more perplexed.
Around them, it wasn’t just this hall that housed his people; within several miles, there were traces of black-robed men. If Cheng Guang was coming over,
how could he have not received any reaction at all?
Moreover, although the black-robed men might not be able to use Qi as well as he could, they were still not something an ordinary Martial Artist could deal with.
A Physique Realm Martial Artist able to use Qi could slaughter a Divine Power Realm Martial Academy student who couldn’t wield Qi, as easily as slicing through vegetables.
The stronger the cultivation, the more this held true.
Perhaps only after reaching the fifth rank of the Prime God Realm, this situation might change.
Qiu Zhiman sized up Cheng Guang, who was approaching at a leisurely pace, and noticed that his white robe was not stained with much blood.
On the contrary, Bai Shuxuan, who was by his side, was covered in quite a bit of blood.
Seeing this scene, Qiu Zhiman’s eyes began to play with amusement.
He might have figured out why the Bureau of the Lamp was able to respond so quickly; it seems the Princely Heir had informed them of his plan.
How did the Princely Heir discover his plan?
Had he also discovered his true identity?
Qiu Zhiman did not know.
His gaze measured Cheng Guang for a moment and then Bai Shuxuan.
Suddenly, he laughed.
The Princely Heir couldn’t possibly believe that solely relying on a Bai Shuxuan would be enough to stop him.
Although Bai Shuxuan was from the Devil Clan and could wield some demonic power, that power was suppressed by restrictions, unable to be fully utilized. Unable to deploy Divine Power, he was also limited to relying on the strength of his physical body to fight.
“A mere Bai Shuxuan can be killed with ease.”
“Heh, actually, killing you and then the rest of the Great Wei students here would be sufficient.”
Qiu Zhiman murmured to himself.
He noticed that there was only one Bai Shuxuan by the Princely Heir’s side.
Where were the other constables from the Bureau of the Lamp? Without protection, killing Cheng Guang would be as easy as flipping his hand.
Speaking of which, that Fox Devil truly causes more harm than good; if it weren’t for the master’s instructions not to offend anyone from the Devil Clan, I would really like to slap that Fox Devil to death.
Qiu Zhiman muttered to himself, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
“Attack, kill them.”
With a sweeping gesture of his hand, all the black-robed men in the hall rushed out, wielding their knives to attack Cheng Guang and Bai Shuxuan.
Qiu Zhiman himself did not wish to waste his energy on Bai Shuxuan and Cheng Guang.
The appearance of Bai Shuxuan was indeed unexpected to him, but it wasn’t a big problem, still within his control.
Although Cheng Guang had a noble status, he had little chance of resistance at the moment.
But just as the black-robed men charged towards Bai Shuxuan,
Cheng Guang’s steps paused slightly.
“Uncle Qian, it’s time to make a move.”
Cheng Guang said.
Suddenly, from the top floor of the Central Loft, one constable after another from the Bureau of the Lamp emerged.
Like raindrops, they fell from the high skies, descending and rushing to capture the black-robed men.
The constables from the Bureau of the Lamp, unable to use Qi, solely relied on their formidable physiques to battle the numerous black-robed men.
Inside the loft, Qiu Zhiman saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitching slightly.
All the people from the Bureau of the Lamp were here?
Had they gone mad?
Daring to resist??
Qiu Zhiman sneered and shook his head, but soon he realized something was wrong.
Although the people from the Bureau of the Lamp could not wield Qi, they were all elites; even relying solely on physical strength, they could still battle the black-robed men.
That Qian Siyuan.
Even though he, too, couldn’t wield Qi, it would take some time to deal with him.
In his prime, Qian Siyuan’s physical strength was not something he, weakened by age, could compare with.
Using Qi, it would take him about a quarter of an hour to kill Qian Siyuan.
Not worth it at all.
Moreover, with the Bureau of the Lamp’s men blocking his subordinates,
under these circumstances, killing the Princely Heir seemed unrealistic.
Qiu Zhiman’s heart sunk a few notches.
On the other hand,
Qian Siyuan appeared by Cheng Guang’s side, took a deep breath of relief, and asked,
“Princely Heir, was it too risky for us to charge at these black-robed men?”
“No, not risky at all.”
Cheng Guang shook his head.
He realized that the Breaking Ban Pill awarded by the system couldn’t be given to anyone else.
