Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 703 - 580 My Son Liang Heng_1

Chapter 703: Chapter 580 My Son Liang Heng_1

Liang Heng fled at an incredibly fast speed, disappearing into the horizon in a blink of an eye, with no trace left behind.

On seeing this, Luo Yan couldn’t help but mock: "This guy, he really knows how to make a decisive escape."

She had never intended to let Liang Heng leave, but he was resolute in his conviction. The moment the thought of escape crossed his mind, he directly burnt more than half of his physical vitality and blood Yuan Qi, and smashed his way out of the Marquis of Guanjun’s mansion.

The speed of his escape was even comparable to the combined might of her and Li Xuan’s dual sword united attack.

This act would undoubtedly leave him severely injured afterward, but he successfully managed to escape from the Marquis of Guanjun’s mansion.

Li Xuan, on the other hand, simply tugged at the corner of his lips, his face expressionless as he looked towards the other side: "I wonder if Shaobao and Daxueshi Shang are satisfied now?"

In the direction of his gaze, the figures of Shaobao Yu Jie and Shang Hong were emerging.

As Shang Hong appeared, he let out a soft sigh: "Marquis Guanjun, Liang Heng is a meritorious official, a Great General of the north. Now, the Jin dynasty is short of distinguished generals and outstanding candidates for heavenly level, so I beseech you to show a bit of tolerance for the sake of the court."

He then gave a bitter smile and said: "Moreover, Marquis Guanjun, your thunderous methods have dismantled the Liang family into pieces. Given Liang Heng’s temper, it is hard to prevent backlash."

Shang Hong suspected that this was deliberately done by Li Xuan, purposely provoking Liang Heng, forcing him to make a move.

After all, Li Xuan had set a precedent at WanYue House before.

Regardless of the reason, since half a year ago, Marquis Guanjun had been filled with hostility towards Great General Liang Heng, intense murderous intent evident in his desire to put him to death.

The incident of Princess Changle Yu Hongchang being attacked was merely a pretext for Li Xuan to take action against Liang Heng.

Shang Hong was also disgusted with Liang Heng’s actions, but if he just sat back and watched Liang Heng fall, the court would undoubtedly be destabilized.

Yu Jie, on the other hand, said with a cold expression: "As for Liang Heng’s provocation against his colleagues today, I will submit a complaint to the court and he will be severely punished."

Only then did Li Xuan’s displeasure slightly dissipate. He sneered: "Liang Heng has the heart of a wolf. Today you tolerate him; he will eventually turn against you."

Then Li Xuan’s tone changed, "I just hope Shaobao can keep his promise."

Yu Jie glanced in the direction of Dugu Biluo, then said indifferently: "I never go back on my word. I will help Marquis Guanjun to complete this matter within a month at the latest."

In order to persuade Li Xuan to let Liang Heng go, he had agreed to help to condense the ’Rule of Suppression’ for Li Xuan’s ’Huntian Zhenyuan Cauldron’.

For a divine treasure’s prototype, the ’Rule of Extreme Heaven’ is the key.

Even the incomplete ’Rule of Extreme Heaven’ could help the Huntian Zhenyuan Cauldron to progress further.

It will be a fundamental change, making the divine might of the Huntian Zhenyuan Cauldron truly superior to many other Immortal Artifacts.

Yu Jie thought this was a good thing.

Now, Li Xuan is not only the hope of the contemporary Confucian Sect, but also a pillar of the Court and the Jin Dynasty. The enhancement of his individual strength would only benefit the Court.

Moreover, Marquis Guanjun is ruthless and decisive. If he did not offer some benefits, it would be difficult to persuade Li Xuan to let go of Liang Heng.

Li Xuan’s lips curled into a faint smile, brimming with happiness.

Although it’s a pity that he did not manage to annihilate Liang Heng, the enhancement of the ’Huntian Zhenyuan Cauldron’ brought even greater joy to Li Xuan.

Upon learning that the ’Rule of Extreme Heaven’ condensed by Yu Jie was the ’Rule of Suppression,’ he began secretly planning to get Yu Jie to help refine the Huntian Zhenyuan Cauldron.

Unexpectedly, without lifting a finger, he managed to facilitate this today.

Once this divine treasure’s prototype is imbued with the ’Rule of Suppression,’ there will be few in the world at the heavenly level who can destabilize it.

The most crucial point is, the Huntian Zhenyuan Cauldron will have the ability to suppress the spirit of luck.

This means that his Huntian Zhenyuan Cauldron, even when facing the original ’Book of Jinque’ in the future, will have a certain counteracting power.

It also means that the ’Qianqiu Brush’ of the Jinque Palace will no longer affect him.

At this moment, among the few girls present, Huang Wuhuan’s face was clearly still filled with residual anger, her eyes seemingly ablaze; Ao Shuying looked cold, her gaze sharp as a sword; Xue Yunrou stood with her hands behind her back, a smirk on her face as she gazed at the direction Liang Heng departed; Luo Yan had her hand on her waist, her right hand enveloped in purple fire, looking as if a bunch of purple fire butterflies were surrounding it; Leng Yurou crossed her arms over her chest, deep in thought.

Seeing this, Helian Fulong knew that things weren’t over yet.

The General’s most foolish move today was offending these girls deeply.

These girls weren’t just an appendage to Li Xuan, they were respectable figures in their own right, wielding extensive connections, authority, and resources. How could they tolerate such insult?

Meanwhile, at the Marquis of Wuqing’s mansion in the east of the city, following his fall from the sky, Liang Heng suddenly let out a roar like a wild beast, and countless blood-red Gang Qi erupted from him. They transformed into demonic dragons, leveling all the surrounding buildings, including the main hall of the mansion, in an instant.

"Please, my lord, take a moment to calm your rage."

The Iron-faced man stood twenty yards away, his robe fluttering under the oppressive force from Liang Heng, he stood firm: "Anger solves nothing. As I told you before, rushing into this will not provide any solution and may, in fact, play into Li Xuan’s trap."

Then he asked curiously: "May I ask what happened to your lordship at Marquis Guanjun’s mansion that actually caused such severe injuries and rage?"

After hearing this, Liang Heng recalled the unbearable scene in Marquis of Guanjun’s Manor.

The anger he had suppressed surged once again into his brain.

A snort of rage caused the entire vicinity of Marquis of Wuqing’s Mansion to shake.

"That bastard! Impertinent chap! Low-grade fellow! From today on, Liang and him are irreconcilable!"

The severity of his Yuan Qi damage this time was nearly comparable to the battle with Khan of Vala, Yexian, years ago.

The pain of castration still lingered in his lower body, the Rule of Extreme Heaven from the ’Gelong Knife’ left traces, accumulating in his lower body.

This was not something he could dispel in a short period of time. Unless Yu Jie and Fumo Venerable Zhu Mingyue intervened, he couldn’t indulge in female allure for the next couple of years.

But what humiliated Liang Heng even more was the vow of mental spirit he made to Li Xuan.

This was a great disgrace and Liang Heng didn’t know how he could face it in the future.

The Iron-faced Man looked at him in this state, showing a hint of perplexity, wondering what exactly had Liang Heng experienced in the Marquis of Guanjun’s Manor?

But then the Iron-faced Man shook his head and didn’t care anymore.

All his plans aimed at making Liang Heng betray Jingtai Emperor and alienate him from the emperor’s party.

Two months ago, the Iron-faced Man had already accomplished his goal.

And now, the more Liang Heng hated Li Xuan and was dissatisfied with Jingtai Emperor, the easier it would be for him to be manipulated.

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Early the next morning, Li Xuan, dressed in his bright yellow Feiyu Suit and holding the petition written by Dugu Biluo, headed straight for the palace.

Today was the fifteenth of August, coinciding with another First Hope Dachao. Many officials had already left their houses early to rush to the palace.

Since he started lecturing, Li Xuan had not attended any court sessions.

He did not attend the First Hope Dachao on the first day either.

But today was different from the past, he had to enter the palace and sternly impeach Liang Heng in front of all the officials.

Liang Heng had roared and insulted, provoked trouble in front of his Marquis of Guanjun Manor and even insulted his ancestors in his words. Li Xuan had to retaliate no matter what.

He couldn’t just let it pass because Liang Heng had lost the bet and was almost castrated.

Li Xuan couldn’t solely rely on Yu Jie’s petition, he had to stir up momentum himself and put pressure on the court.

As Li Xuan rode into the palace, the surrounding civil and military officials couldn’t help but cast sidelong glances at him.

Their expressions varied, some with surprise, anticipation, delight, unease or even filled with intense longing and admiration.

Over the past twenty days, Li Xuan’s lectures in the Capital City had gradually fermented. Many court officials now regarded it as a watershed moment for the Confucian Sect.

Just as Li Xuan arrived at Wenhua Palace, he slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise to see Great General Liang Heng walking from the opposite direction.

Liang Heng also paused, looking startled as he locked gaze with Li Xuan.

He wondered why this fellow, who had not attended a court session for over twenty days, was here?

In the next instant, an intense anger brewed within Liang Heng, and he virtually spat out two words through clenched teeth, "Li Xuan!"

The words were clearly filled with deep hatred, as if they originated from the depths of the Nine Quiets.

At this moment, the numerous court officials around them glanced in their direction. Some people were gloating, eager to watch the show, while others were worried, fearing a head-on confrontation between the two in the court.

Liang Heng’s antics at the Marquis of Guanjun’s Manor the previous day had spread throughout the city, causing a great uproar.

Li Xuan just scratched his ear, "Great General Liang, what did you just call me? I didn’t hear."

Upon hearing this, Liang Heng turned pale. His face alternated between black and white.

He instinctively wanted to turn around and leave, the farther away the better. But the oath he had sworn earlier held him back.

The result of breaking the oath was something he absolutely couldn’t afford right now.

After a long while, a few traces of blood seeped from the corners of Liang Heng’s mouth but still, through gritted teeth, he managed to say, "Father!"

Upon hearing this, all the court officials present were stunned with disbelief etched on their faces.

The many Northern nobles gathered around Liang Heng were dumbstruck as they turned to look at him.