Repugnant Gateway Chapter 208

At this moment, An Zhe felt that if he didn't kill Chen Zaiyan, he would be a sinner.

At this moment, Chen Zaiyan felt like he was already dead.

But in the end, neither of them moved.

The terrible silence lasted so long that it was as if the little room were hell.

After a long silence, An Zhan finally said, ""For yourself, or for the country?""

When he had finished, he regretted it again, for whatever it was, Chen was guilty.

Chen's silence was different from the silence of the struggle for peace.

There was killing intent in the peaceful silence, but Chen Zaiyan's silence seemed to be suffering from true torture from hell.

And this hell was actually his own heart.

""There are, and there are books for the old.""

An Xuan frowned. ""You killed him for him?""

Chen let out a long breath, ""That night, was probably the last time I wanted to remember.

No one knew that the old book looked all right, but he was very sick.

Every day, he coughed up blood. Even the Royal Physician Zhuge Liuyun could not do anything. He tried everything he could.

In the end, the old Minister also felt relieved. ""

""That night, in the study of the old book, he and I talked for a long time.

He asked me what it was like to die.

I don't know, so I can't answer.

The old man said he might have felt it, because he had already talked to Death.

What I said to you about death was not really what I thought it was. It was what I said to you that night in the old book. ""

If the world will begin to change from the dead, I will be the first.

But to die at the most critical moment would cause one to ponder deeply.

If the world will begin to change in thought, I will be the first.

I am willing to use my death to make the people change their minds and experience the fear of not knowing whether to resist or not.

There was silence.

Perhaps it was due to him revealing the biggest secret in his heart that Chen Zaiyan became more relaxed.

""The old Minister said that even the hands of the world cannot save my life, but I know that it is not the time to die yet.

The people of this country have not yet sought change out of fear and uneasiness, and my death will do no good.

""But since the Heavens have given me no more time, I can only rely on my own death in the hope of arousing some of the people's thoughts.""

""The old Minister said that if the Heavens gave him another three years, he would definitely be able to do more, and even topple the empress dowager.

However, without these three years, perhaps not even three months, he must consider his future matters. ""

""So you killed him.""

Chen Zaiyan nodded, ""Yes.""

An Zhan sneered, ""You really are his good assistant. You really are his successor.""

""All men are afraid of death,"" said Chen, ""and so is he, according to the old book.

Thus, he knew that he would not be able to pass that test in the end, so he needed someone to help him.

That night, the old Minister gave me a packet of poison, which was prepared by the Royal Physician Zhuge Liuyun himself.

Zhuge Liuyun said that people would not feel any pain after eating this poison, and would leave as easily as if they were asleep.

""But even so, the old book still has some fear.""

""He gave it to me, and I put it in the tea.""

After a moment of silence, Chen said, ""Then he made me sit beside him so that he would have the courage to drink.""

For a moment, An Zhe felt as if something was clogging his heart, and his stomach churned. He wanted to vomit, but was unable to do so.

He felt that Chen Zaiyan was so disgusting and pretentious, but there was also a demon hidden under that human skin.

Chen fell into a longer silence, ""If possible, I would like to invite you to kill me after a while.""

He looked at Anjou. ""If I die now, more people will die on the front line.""

As soon as I die, Her Majesty's men will take over the army.

""When the time comes, a group of soldiers who don't know how to lead and how to operate the army will be a disaster for the hundreds of thousands of Great Yan warriors who are still fighting on the frontline.""

Anjou turned away, not wanting to look at him again.

It is his character to pursue a state of exorcism.

Should Chen Zaiyan die?

Damn it!

For the sin of Chen is not only the death of Hao Ping, but the death of others in the army at that time.

Most of those people had been planted by the empress dowager, but there was still the possibility of accidentally killing them.

However, there was no way to eliminate this evil immediately.

As Chen said, if Chen were to die now, it would be a disaster for the soldiers who were still fighting on the frontlines.

Who could the Empress Mother use?

Most of them were trusted aides from Zhao.

These people didn't have any abilities, once they took over, they would be able to do whatever they wanted.

They didn't know how to operate the Ministry of Soldiers. No matter what, they couldn't hand over the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers to the empress dowager.

Moreover, the relationship between the State of Zhao and the State of Yan was not as close as it appeared on the surface. If they could weaken the State of Yan, the State of Zhao would be very happy.

This was a war between the Youlan and Youlan Kingdoms. Once both countries suffered serious injuries, this was the ending that other small countries would be willing to see.

""Do you think I'm a little disgusted?""

Chen Zaiyan smiled bitterly, ""Me too … I didn't dare look at myself in the mirror ever since the old Minister left.""

Every time I stand in front of a mirror, it's not me I see in it, it's the face of the old book.

He smiled at me and told me you were doing the right thing, but the more you did it, the more guilty I felt. ""

Chen Zaiyan raised his hand and saw several shocking wounds on his wrist, ""I tried to die … but death won't solve the problem.""

An Zhan sighed, ""I don't want to bring this matter up again, just pretend that I didn't ask.""

To you, living is more torture than dying. ""

Chen Zaiyan was silent.

Taking a deep breath, he stood up and walked out.

""Your injuries haven't been treated yet, and your blood hasn't stopped bleeding. Where are you going?"" Chen Zaiyan asked impatiently.

""I want to go home. It's warmer.""

Chen Zaiyan said, ""If you go back now, the empress dowager will take the chance to kill you.""

An Xuan shook his head. ""The people who tried to kill me were much stronger than these people. I am still alive.""

""What's more, even if it's me right now, I won't be killed so easily.""

He walked out of the room. The afternoon sun was at its highest point, and it was dazzling to the eye.

Blood was streaming out from under the bandages, and there was a trail of blood where he had walked.

Even if the Heavenly Temple was the safest place in the world, he did not want to stay, not even for a second.

He did not want to see Chen Zaiyan's face, nor did he want to see Mu Changyan's face.

Neither of them was the villain, but they were not on the same side.

They actually belong to the evildoers, although most of the time they look like good people.

But when they have no choice for some purpose of their own, they also do evil, and do not repel all means.

After leaving Empyrean Terminus Palace, An Zhe didn't feel much more relaxed.

When he walked out of the palace gates, he asked the guard. That guard replied that until now, he hadn't seen Feng Xiuzhu from the Supreme Palace nor Nie Qing from the Martial Arts Academy.

After the two of them fought in Heavenly Temple for a while, because more and more guards gathered around them, Feng Xiuxiu left the Heavenly Temple and Nie Qing followed closely behind.

An Zhan thanked her and then hobbled back.

Now, it seemed, Feng Xiuzhu must know about the whole thing.

He first led Nie Qing away, but this was only the first step.

He used his battle with Nie Qing to attract a portion of the Heavenly Temple's guards over.

This also caused the guards above the south gate to be unable to deal with the assassins when they rushed out.

And before the assassin attacked, Feng Xiuzhu had already left, to clear up his relationship with the assassin.

Until now, everything was just a guess. No one could prove that Feng Xiugu had anything to do with the assassination attempt.

The person that An Zhe wanted to see the most right now wasn't Nie Qing or Feng Xiuzhu, but Chen Shaobai.

""We will meet again at the Autumn Festival, but you might not recognize me when that happens.""

This sentence appeared once again in An Zhe's mind … What sort of role did Chen Shaobai play?

It seems that Mu Changyan also trusted him, but why would he help Fengxiu to lure Nie Qing away?

The Yan Country couldn't be compared with the Da Xi, but only now did An Zhe realize that the hidden undercurrents in this small country were not as stable as the ones on the Da Xi's side at all.

And because the royal family was weak, if this undercurrent broke out, it would be a disaster for a small country like the Yan Kingdom.

The Da Xi family was different. The imperial power was stable, and no one could shake the position of the Saint King Chen Wuzui. No one could shake the position of the Chen family, so no matter how presumptuous people were, they wouldn't dare to cross that bottom line.

Halfway there, An Zhe finally couldn't hold on any longer.

The loss of too much blood made him even more powerless.

Fortunately, the Blood Training Pearl was able to bear a portion of the damage. Otherwise, even if he didn't die right now, he would have been unable to move at all.

Just when An Zeng thought he would collapse, the Blood Pearl bracelet once again shone with brilliance.

That light was very dark, flickering with light, but there was a warm current that began to flow from the bracelet into An Zeng's body.

At first, An Zhe thought it was the medicinal effect of the medicinal field contained in the Blood Pearl bracelet, but after a few seconds, An Zhe realized that something was wrong.

It was not medicinal strength, but blood energy!

Blood pearl bracelet, is fighting to replenish blood!

But that doesn't make sense … Old Huo once said that the Blood Feather Pearl bracelet was the most unorthodox divine tool between a divine tool and a magic tool.

Once the previous generation's master had cast a curse, the new master would use his own blood and Qi to nourish the previous generation's master until the previous generation's master returned to his soul or brought the dead back to life.

Of course, this was only a legend, and even Old Huo had never seen it with his own eyes.

However, An Zhe knew that Old Huo would not spout nonsense. In this world, there was probably no one who understood these divine artifacts better than him.

Therefore, the blood qi of An Zhe should have been sucked away by the bracelet. Why would there be a backflow now?!

Not only was An Zhe stunned, but the middle-aged man who was lying in the crystal coffin with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

""How is this possible?""

The middle-aged man looked puzzled and asked, ""There can't be any problems with the power of the curse. Why would the blood energy still flow backwards?""

As he opened his eyes, the people who were sitting around the crystal coffin recovered from their frozen state. They stood up and bowed, ""We greet the Holy Master.""

The middle-aged man waved his hand. ""It's fine. You can just continue meditating. I just have some things that I don't understand.""

""But it's nothing serious. Up until now, I didn't need to rely on that youth to replenish my vitality.""

He glanced to the side. Not too far away from the crystal coffin was a cage made of meteorite. The stone essence spirit that had caused such a ruckus in Empyrean Terminus Palace looked at him with a terrified expression.

The stone essence spirit seemed to have lost a lot of weight and lost a lot of blood vitality.

He wore a necklace around his neck, the same one that Anjou had given up.

The necklace and the bracelet were the same set.

""What a strange youth.""

The middle-aged man slightly furrowed his brows. After pondering for a while, he still couldn't figure it out, so he closed his eyes and laid back down in the crystal coffin.

As for the stone spirit, it was curled up pitifully inside the meteoric iron cage, its eyes filled with helplessness.

Chapter end