Super Invincible Immortal Doctor
Chapter 1271: Victory and Defeat Decided

Chapter 1271: Chapter 1271: Victory and Defeat Decided

Four eyes met, each with indomitable reasons not to back down, yet Zhao Shijue seemed unmistakably more complacent.

Being a prince, he dared to enter a fight to the death, but how many truly dared to kill him?

Although Su Chengyu was indeed bold, he did not believe Su Chengyu to be ignorant.

Despite his contempt for this loose cultivator who emerged from a remote area, after witnessing his two battles, Zhao Shijue had to admit that Su Chengyu did have some cunning about him.

But it was precisely because of these little tricks that Zhao Shijue was certain Su Chengyu would not dare to kill him.

"Prince Jue, do you dare to come up here, betting that I wouldn’t dare to kill you?"

"Not at all; I just hope you understand the difference between you and me."

"Difference?"

Unable to resist, Su Chengyu laughed: "How big is the difference between you and me? Is there the distinction between immortal and mortal?"

Zhao Shijue’s eyes furrowed in displeasure.

Continuing, Su Chengyu said: "Even if it were an Earth Immortal blocking my path, I would confront it with life and death."

His gaze was resolute with no hint of regret. How could Su Chengyu not have thought about Zhao Shijue’s obvious plot? But having already stepped onto the stage, Su Chengyu had long prepared for the worst.

"Do you really dare to kill me?" Zhao Shijue asked again, his gaze icily probing.

Faced with this question, Su Chengyu did not answer directly, but instead calmly said, "Actually, to cripple a person, you don’t necessarily have to kill them. Just now, didn’t the Cold Moon Envoy provide me with the best example?"

Zhao Shijue was taken aback, then quickly recalled the gruesome condition of Su Zi, who in the end hadn’t died but had been carried away from the Demon Slayer Department by the people of the Ancient Clan, his cultivation severely diminished.

The Su Clan would certainly be dissatisfied with this decision, but since it was agreed upon beforehand, and considering that Su Zi was the first to overstep bounds, it was highly likely that the Su Clan wouldn’t completely fall out with the Demon Slayer Department.

This guy wants to replicate the same method?

"You really are no simple character," Zhao Shijue ominously stated.

"The same could be said for Prince Jue. Despite being a prince, you are willing to personally step into the fray. I must say, your courage exceeds that of Su Chengyu."

"You..."

Zhao Shijue’s face turned sullen, clearly understanding the implication of Su Chengyu’s words: Su Chengyu was mocking him for willingly being a pawn in someone else’s game.

This fight to the death was a chess game, with too many within the Capital City paying close attention to this board.

Openly, there was Demon Slayer Yang Chengyin nearby, Imperial Concubine Chen in the palace, the Heavenly Son, and further afield Master Cangqing as well as Feng Jie Yu, who for some reason had come to the Capital City. There were also those lurking in the shadows, watching over this chess game, who even Zhao Shijue was unaware of—the chess players.

Did Zhao Shijue not wish to be one of the chess players? But was he qualified?

Had he not voluntarily stepped forward to participate in this duel, which could greatly affect the future dynamics of the Capital City, he, Zhao Shijue, would not have had the chance to be involved at all.

"Prince Jue, if you wish to leap out of the chessboard, the first thing you need is to survive. Forgive my candor, but I believe you’ve taken far too great a risk this time."

There was a hidden murderous intent in his calm demeanor, which was nonetheless detected by Zhao Shijue, causing him to hesitate internally.

The things Zhao Shijue had been utterly certain of moments ago were now beginning to waver; he found he was truly unable to gauge whether the person before him had the courage to kill him.

Bluffing, nothing more! If this guy really wants to join the Demon Slayer Department, really wants to be with Lin An, he surely won’t have the guts to kill me!

Zhao Shijue assured himself inwardly, but a voice kept whispering in his ear.

What if?

Indeed!

Alas!

He, as a prince, had indeed thrown himself into the chess game, but what he wanted was not merely to defeat Su Chengyu.

What he sought was the support of more people in the Capital City, the all-out backing of the Respectful Heaven Bureau, the good will of the Demon Slayer Department, the recognition of Imperial Concubine Chen...

It was supposed to be a win-win situation; so why did he feel so passive now?

In an instant, Zhao Shijue’s gaze fell once more on Su Chengyu, who bore an ambiguous smile.

It was him.

It was this guy who had made him so passive at the moment.

"Your Highness seems a bit hesitant, yet there’s still time to back out now, after all, my performance today must have surprised many of you," Su Chengyu said.

Zhao Shijue did not rebut, although he was the third to fight, he lacked the confidence that his own strength surpassed that of Red Flame and Su Pingping.

Moreover, both of those people were now dead, a Demon Slayer Saint and a descendant of the Ancient Clan; Su Chengyu’s means of killing them were both decisive and without the slightest hesitation.

Su Chengyu’s performance today, indeed, had exceeded Zhao Shijue’s expectations.

But... Did he still have room to withdraw at this point?

"Shjie, as your master, I don’t have much to give you, but remember this one thing, you absolutely cannot lose this battle. If you lose, the ambition you harbor to swallow the rivers and mountains will completely come to an end,"

These were the last words Master Chang Chun said to Zhao Shijue.

And inside the palace walls, the words of today’s favorite Imperial Concubine, who topped the Red List, still echoed in his ear.

The beauty from the Red List, who had never deigned to look at him, appeared before him for the first time by lifting her veils, and he was certain—should he defeat Su Chengyu, her attitude towards him would change yet again!

Retreat?

How could he retreat?

His gaze, tangled in conflict, fell on Su Chengyu, and suddenly, as if realizing something, King Jue said, "Su Chengyu, actually, there is no deadly grudge between us."

"But it seems we both stand in each other’s way."

"So how about we make three binding rules? We only determine the victor, not life or death. If you lose, I won’t make things difficult for you, and you can roll out of the Capital City, never to meet with An again."

Zhao Shijue completely calmed down. All Master Chang Chun wanted was for him to win, and all Imperial Concubine Chen wanted was for Su Chengyu to stay away from An.

If that’s the case, why should he engage in a life-and-death struggle with such a person?

What a joke, he himself was royalty; what was Su Chengyu in comparison?

"And if Prince Jue is defeated? Surely it won’t just be leaving the Demon Slayer Department, right?"

Zhao Shijue thought for a moment, "I cannot decide the intentions of the Heavenly Son, nor can I represent Imperial Concubine Chen. However, if I lose, I can promise you three things."

"Agreed."

Without any additional demands, Su Chengyu calmly accepted the terms; he didn’t care at all about what Zhao Shijue was willing to offer.

Having prepared for the worst from the beginning, Su Chengyu, who had already been contemplating escape routes, would hardly care about such gains and losses.

"The winner has been decided."

Beneath the platform, Xu Zijing, watching the petty bargaining between the two, spoke lightly.

Beside him, Cang Xue and the others gave puzzled looks, clearly not understanding why Xu Zijing had made such a claim when the two had not even officially fought yet.

On the other side, Yang Qianyan spoke calmly and shared the sentiment.

"In a duel to the death, have you ever seen someone who feared death win in the end? Without the will to face death, King Jue has no chance of victory!"