Chapter 102 You Need Help

On his first day at Longyue Imperial City, Jiang Cheng became the most famous person here. There’s no helping it; if anyone else killed so many noble descendants, they’d make everyone else stop talking about anything else, focusing solely on him. Being able to take down so many at the Celestial Fate Realm, his power was speculated by many outsiders to be at the Daoist Palace Realm. This level of power is top-tier in the Qianxing Dynasty. Unfortunatley, he killed those who should not be killed. And he killed more than just one. "Can we talk?" The knock on the door came from the Green Skirt Palace Maid. Seeing her come alone, Jiang Cheng was a bit excited. Was this woman in hiding finally going to show her hand? "Sure, sure, welcome, welcome." Seeing his unsurprised expression, the young maid was a bit taken aback. "Seems you already knew my true realm. It was the Three-Eyed Tiger senior who told you, wasn’t it?" This confident assumption made Brother Cheng find it amusing. Young lady, I actually saw through it with Insight. But if you want to guess so, suit yourself. "Just say what you want." He disliked beating around the bush. "Before I speak my purpose, could the Demon King senior come out for a chat?" "It didn’t come." "Are you sure?" The Green Skirt Palace Maid seemed incredulous. Jiang Cheng was quite speechless: "What is there to be uncertain about?" "Then you’re done for." "Oh?" The Green Skirt Palace Maid spoke indifferent: "Xiang Gaoye decided to sit back and watch the tigers fight, letting those families make a move against you." From a moral standpoint, An Siyuan and Lu Qing barging into others’ homes to fight and kill deserved death. But there are some things in this world where reasoning doesn’t apply. Xiang Gaoye, as the Emperor, should have given orders to protect Jiang Cheng, but doing so would incur the wrath of the Daoist Palace Realm experts from various families. Coupled with the hatred of Xiang Ba being killed... So he ultimately chose to stand by. It could also be seen as using a knife to kill. Using those families’ hands to take down Jiang Cheng. "And then?" Brother Cheng remained calm. You’re kidding; having died so many times already, this is just a regular small scene, right? This reaction once again surprised the Green Skirt Palace Maid; she had thought Jiang Cheng should be very panicked now. Does this person not understand the seriousness of the situation? So she could only continue to warn him, letting him understand how dangerous this dilemma was. "You might be thinking of escaping Longyue City, but that’s impossible." "There’s a super Great Array under the entire Longyue Imperial City. Once activated, even the Daoist Palace Ninth Layer couldn’t get out." "Moreover, those few families have already deployed forces, surrounding the Princess’s Mansion." "Now, you already have nowhere to fly." Jiang Cheng clapped his hands in praise. "Wow, that truly is an impressive array, worthy of the Qianxing Dynasty I have high regard for." If not for being concerned about the Three-Eyed Tiger from the Feixian Sect, the Green Skirt Palace Maid would probably have slammed the door and left. It was the first time she had encountered this kind of person. Completely unable to communicate on the same wavelength, utterly unable to comprehend what was going on in his mind. "Are you counting on Princess Ningti to protect you?" "Unfortunately, she won’t be able to either." "There are too many people wanting to kill you this time; she can’t hold them back." Jiang Cheng knew that she kept painting a dire picture to put pressure on him, certainly with a follow-up. "Alright, I’m very scared, so what next?" Your tone and your expression have nothing to do with being scared! She bit her lip, holding back the urge to curse. "The only person who can help you now is me." "You know my power; I can help you fend off these families." Daoist Palace Eighth Layer indeed qualifies one to say this. "However, you also know, this favor isn’t free..." Her plan was to use this crisis to make a deal with Jiang Cheng. I’m helping you this time, but you’ll have to let the Three-Eyed Tiger help me out twice in the future. If it were someone else, they would definitely agree to this deal. Unfortunately, she was dealing with Jiang Cheng, who constantly thought about how to die. "Thank you, but how could I trouble you?" "What do you mean?" Brother Cheng slowly walked to the door, hands behind his back, gazed at the stars outside, and said calmly: "This incident started because of me; why should I involve others? That’s not my principle." The Green Skirt Palace Maid didn’t know him well, for a moment unclear if he was pretending or truly having high morals. "You’re not afraid of death?" "What joy is there in living, what fear is there in dying!" This unhesitant answer let her finally reach the conclusion—this person just doesn’t shed tears until he sees the coffin, pretending more than he is. If he died, no problem; the subsequent cooperation with the Three-Eyed Tiger would be wasted. With a wipe on her ring, she still took out a Jade Talisman. "What’s this?" Jiang Cheng accepted it, finding it was just a Tier Six Communication Spirit Talisman. The Green Skirt Palace Maid turned her back to him, appearing deep and inscrutable. "I left a wisp of True Spirit Thought in this talisman; when thrown, it can block a full-force attack from anything below Daoist Palace Fifth Layer. When the Spirit Talisman explodes, I will instantly come." "Whether to use it, that’s up to you." Once used, it means seeking her help, representing compromise with her. After speaking, she disappeared into the night. "Visit often!" Brother Cheng warmly bade farewell. He was still a bit curious; this woman hadn’t revealed her true face even now, could she be a hideous creature? Shortly after the Green Skirt Palace Maid left, not only this side hall but the entire Princess’s Mansion became quiet. Everyone except Jiang Cheng had withdrawn. This place was about to become a battleground. To appease various families, Xiang Gaoye tacitly approved of this hunt. The Emperor even decreed that aside from the battling parties, no idle-by person shall step in. Especially Princess Ningti, who had been summoned to the palace; the royal family could not get involved in this turbulent water. This battle attracted attention throughout Longyue Imperial City. This night, many were sleepless, knowing that beneath the surface peace lay swords drawn and ready. As the party involved, Brother Cheng was left very bored. He was so bored that he could only count his spoils. This time he acquired three Tier Eight Spiritual Artifacts, in addition to more than 20 Tier Seven Spiritual Artifacts. Because a great battle was imminent, he converted them all into points without leaving a single item. There’s no help for it; even if he kept a single artifact or talisman, the system might ’play tricks’ on him. For instance, getting killed and then the talisman inexplicably mutates and advances to conveniently avert the crisis. He couldn’t give the system any chance to take advantage! Along with miscellaneous Spirit Stone Elixirs, he gained another 1.02 million points this time. "Only 13 people, yet they brought so many points." "This trip to the Imperial City is truly worth anticipating!" Moments later, thunderous sounds echoed outside the side hall. Boom! Like a tidal wave rolling in, it threatened to engulf the entire Princess’s Mansion. The blood energy surged skyward, dyeing the heavens red. There were at least over ten thousand people, truly forming a net to prevent his escape. Stepping out of the bedroom, seven elderly figures of varying appearances stood in the sky, coldly staring down at him.