Chapter 751: Sleeper

Zuan’s gaze fell on her chest. “Big sister, if you’re going to call me ‘little brother,’ why add ‘little’?”

Gasly chuckled, “Whether it’s little or not, your big sister will have to try to find out.”

Zuan was speechless. He was usually the one who flirted with others, but today he was on the receiving end. This woman was truly an expert at seduction.

He looked at her cloak with some curiosity. “Why do you cover your face with a cloak? Judging by your figure and aura, you must be very beautiful. Hiding yourself like this is such a waste of talent.”

Gasly laughed, her body shaking. “Little brother, your words are truly sweet. Since you’re so good at charming me, your big sister will make sure your death is painless later.”

“It seems a fight is inevitable…” Zuan sighed, his body flashing as he lunged and thrust his sword at her.

Midway, he felt a needle-like pain in his mind once again.

Zuan snorted inwardly, “A mere trifle!”

He immediately summoned Hundred Melodies to counterattack.

The opponent had just suffered a significant loss from this move, so daring to use it again was certainly suspicious.

As expected, he noticed a giant illusory bell appearing around her, like an enlarged version of the bell on her ankle.

Hundred Melodies’ invisible sound waves struck the bell, producing a series of clear, melodious bell chimes.

Gasly lightly tapped her toe, drifting backward. Clearly, with her mastery of various spiritual techniques and now being prepared, Hundred Melodies’ sonic attacks could not harm her.

As he watched the long, pale legs vaguely appear beneath the cloak, with the red-corded bell gently swaying, Zuan had to admit it was a pleasing sight, even as they fought for their lives.

However, he wasn’t foolish enough to be chivalrous at this moment. His sword struck without mercy, aiming for her vital points.

“Little brother, how ruthless you are, trying to take my life with every sword thrust.” Gasly’s figure flickered erratically, appearing here one moment, then there the next.

“Teleportation?” Zuan finally understood the frustration others felt when fighting him. Of course, her teleportation was different from his. His instant movement was in a straight line over a longer distance, while hers was a short-range flicker within a small area, somewhat more similar to his Sunflower Phantasm.

Mages certainly have a lot of fancy tricks!

Zuan mused that he had really chosen the wrong profession. Mages had such cool skills, while he was destined for the tank warrior path, feeling like a clumsy brute.

The only thing to be glad about was that he didn’t use a spear. Historically, spear-users always had terrible luck.

Huh, wait, who said he didn’t use a spear? Yun Yuqing, standing right next to him, would be the first to disagree.

Just then, an indescribable feeling of dread suddenly emerged in his mind. Hundred Melodies instinctively counterattacked again, allowing him to recover within a second.

Mental fear?

Having played so many games in his previous life, he was naturally not surprised by such tactics.

“What are you looking at?” He couldn’t always passively endure the opponent’s attacks, so he immediately retorted.

Gasly, who was about to dodge, paused and instinctively replied, “What about it?”

Zuan had been waiting for this precise moment. The Tai’a Sword, like a shooting star, directly pierced her throat.

“Gurgle…” Gasly clutched her throat with one hand, pointing at him in disbelief with the other, as if about to say something. Unfortunately, she collapsed heavily to the ground without uttering a word.

“Gasly!” Shushu Hao, seeing the situation from afar, roared and charged over.

Only then did Zuan realize that the recently deceased—those with the twin gold and silver rings, the red-tasseled spear, the golden gourd hammer, and the death-sworn with the plain blades—had all “revived.” No, not revived, but more like zombies.

He recalled Yun Yuqing mentioning that this person could control corpses using something similar to corpse-gu. So, these must all be his corpse puppets.

Each corpse puppet, covered in blood and with grotesque faces, charged forward.

Zuan grimaced as he realized that although these corpse puppets resembled zombies, they remarkably retained most of their cultivation and skills from their living days.

This isn’t fair play!

If this guy were on a battlefield, wouldn’t he be invincible?

As he was grappling with the headache of dealing with the corpse puppets, a synchronized drumming of hooves suddenly echoed from around him. Immediately afterward, countless Embroidered Uniform Envoys leaped over the courtyard walls.

Although the corpse puppets were formidable, they were outnumbered. Against the well-coordinated Embroidered Uniform Envoys, they were quickly subdued one by one.

Seeing the unfavorable situation, Shushu Hao immediately leaped to escape, abandoning even Gasly’s corpse.

Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly shot out in mid-air and precisely clamped onto his neck.

“Cough, cough…” Shushu Hao struggled desperately, his legs flailing and his hands ceaselessly trying to pry open the large hand on his neck. Unfortunately, the other’s hand was like an iron clamp, unmoving. His stark black-and-white face turned purple from lack of air.

Then the large hand twisted. With a snap, Shushu Hao’s violent struggles abruptly ceased.

“Zhuxie Chixin!” Zuan immediately recognized the figure on the courtyard wall.

Indeed, it was good to have an organization to rely on; he wouldn’t have to fight these guys to the death by himself.

“Commander Zhuxie!” Zuan walked over with a smile.

To his surprise, Zhuxie Chixin, expressionless, pointed to Yun Yuqing nearby and said, “Apprehend this demon remnant!”

“Yes!” The surrounding Embroidered Uniform Envoys roared in affirmation and swarmed towards Yun Yuqing.

They were well-coordinated and quickly surrounded Yun Yuqing. She attempted to break through several times but was blocked each time.

Zuan was both shocked and enraged. How did they know Yun Yuqing’s demon identity? She had deliberately avoided using skills like the Demonic Eye of Heaven from the start precisely to avoid exposure.

He had no time to think, as Yun Yuqing was already injured. There were many masters among the Embroidered Uniform Envoys, skilled in coordinated attacks. With so many opponents, Yun Yuqing had no time to draw talismans.

He couldn’t stand by and watch her perish. He rushed over, parrying the Embroidered Uniform Envoys’ attacks, and, embracing Yun Yuqing, moved to a relatively open area. Only then did he hastily say to Zhuxie Chixin, “Lord Zhuxie, is there some misunderstanding? She is not a demon remnant, but the Princess Consort of Wu.”

Now, he could only try to use this identity to bluff his way through.

Zhuxie Chixin snorted, “We’ve long since investigated and confirmed that she is the Princess Consort of Wu, and also a demon remnant. Lord Zu, you should not involve yourself further.”

Zuan’s heart sank. This was the worst possible scenario.

Yun Yuqing gently pushed him away. “It has come to this; don’t make unnecessary sacrifices for me.”

With that, she calmly stepped forward, her slender figure facing a large group of ferocious Embroidered Uniform Envoys.

Zuan’s expression changed, reflecting his inner turmoil. He knew that, given the current situation, standing by was the most rational course of action.

But they had been intimate, and she had saved his life twice. How could he possibly stand by and do nothing?

He stepped forward, pulling Yun Yuqing back. Taking a deep breath, he addressed Zhuxie Chixin, “Commander Zhuxie, even if she truly is a demon, as Princess Consort for all these years, she has committed no wrongful acts. Instead, she has always been law-abiding. Why must you relentlessly pursue her simply because of her identity? The Emperor conquered the world and has spent these years striving to win the hearts of all races. There are many monster races in the capital now, yet His Majesty remains magnanimous and benevolent, allowing them to coexist harmoniously with humans, doesn’t he?”

Zhuxie Chixin calmly stated, “The demon race is different from ordinary monster races, and apprehending the Princess Consort of Wu is a direct order from the Emperor. Your recent statements, Lord Zu, already border on colluding with foreign races. Considering our past acquaintance, I can overlook this, but I ask you to step aside.”

Zuan fell silent. He felt the entire situation was too bizarre. How did the Emperor know Yun Yuqing’s identity? Could it be that when she used the Demonic Eye of Heaven against the Embroidered Uniform Envoys in the Prince of Wu’s residence, some demonic aura was left behind?

But how did they happen to know Yun Yuqing was here?

At that moment, Yun Yuqing’s vital energy transmitted a message: “A’Zu, thank you, but this matter has nothing to do with you. Please don’t act impulsively.”

After saying this, she looked at Zhuxie Chixin, a brilliant purple light flaring in her eyes. “I’ve long heard that Commander Zhuxie is the foremost individual below the Grandmaster rank. Today, I, your humble servant, shall gladly experience your prowess.”