West Factory Banner Recruit: Su Changqing, You're More Despicable and Shameless Than Us Eunuchs

The three men widened their eyes in disbelief, but there was no time to react.

Su Changqing's steel saber severed their heads!

Three large heads flew up, blood spraying and staining the weathered, dim red walls.

Three headless corpses fell to the ground, twitched a couple of times, and dyed the earth red.

Today's victory was due to a sneak attack.

Su Changqing looked at the three bloody corpses without feeling any disgust.

Instead, his blood was practically boiling.

In his second life, he had fallen into the open Eight Trigrams Furnace, opened his eyes to see Golden Horn and Silver Horn, and been directly burned to ashes. He felt nothing.

In this life, ever since his rebirth, he had been suppressed by Li Kongxiang and Chen Mo.

The world was like this, so he would seek clarity of heart and mind!

He gazed for a moment, then slowly climbed the dry, cracked high wall. He looked at the lime powder formed by the cracks on the wall and silently grabbed a handful.

"Today is the first battle!"

"No battle, no victory; one battle, certain victory!"

Engaging in verbal disputes with a few eunuchs was useless.

Find an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow. A saber moves forward relentlessly!

Meanwhile, in the courtyard of the cold palace hall, Li Yuanying coldly stared at the daughter of the banished consort.

"I cannot kill you, but the Empress can. I will disfigure you first. Once you, little girl, are sent to the Clean Clothes Workshop, I will make you suffer immensely and let you know what it's like to be a woman prematurely."

Li Yuanying's eyes were sinister as he stared at Ji Xingyue's delicate and flawless cheeks.

Beside him, the eunuch restraining Ziyue heard this and immediately let out a laugh. He reached out to scratch the face that looked so much like Noble Consort Wu's.

Suddenly, a pebble flew out, like a flying knife, cutting through the air and instantly piercing his palm. Blood splattered out.

The eunuch immediately screamed, the pain of his pierced palm causing him to kneel on the ground, his screams almost heart-wrenching.

"Who!" Li Yuanying's face turned to shock.

All the eunuchs' faces changed. They looked towards the main entrance where the pebble had been thrown, but they saw no one.

Seeing everyone distracted, Su Changqing's eyes narrowed. He activated the Four Seasons Cloud Falling Steps and quickly moved around the corner of the wall.

He leaped onto the courtyard wall at extreme speed, then jumped down from it. Wearing his Flying Fish garment, he gripped his blood-stained long saber.

His eyes were as sharp as lightning. The saber cut through the air from top to bottom.

The saber's might was bone-chilling, ringing sharply!

This saber strike was aimed directly at Li Yuanying's neck!

Ji Xingyue's eyes widened as she stared blankly at the man in black, her heart unable to articulate her feelings.

Li Yuanying, with his back to Su Changqing, felt his hair stand on end. Without hesitation, he dodged to the side, but his arm was still almost cut off. A large amount of blood spurted out, splashing into the air.

He retreated and turned, quickly pressing acupoints on his body to stop the bleeding. He looked at Su Changqing with a look of horror.

"Are you that Imperial Guard from just now?"

"I didn't expect this servant to be at Body Refinement Stage Eight. He killed three of my servants and took the opportunity to ambush me. Pierce his scaphoid bones and hang him on the East Factory's gate!"

Li Yuanying's right arm was bleeding profusely, a stark and bloody sight. He was filled with rage, his killing intent like a sea.

What a ruthless and insidious brat!

Is this what they call an Imperial Guard?

First, he threw a stone from the main entrance to draw their attention, then he entered from the side of the wall to ambush him.

If not for his cultivation of the Heavenly Gang Virginity Art reaching a minor level of accomplishment, he would have likely been killed by that saber strike today!

The three people he sent out earlier were probably also in grave danger.

The East and West Factories and the Imperial Guard had always been at odds. If there was an opportunity to kill one of them, they would seize it!

What's more, Su Changqing had stumbled upon such a major event. If he were killed by Su Changqing, it would be their three unlucky days!

From a distance, four red-robed eunuchs charged towards Su Changqing, all at Body Refinement Stage Eight!

They had officially become banner recruits of the West Factory, far superior to ordinary servant eunuchs, and even practiced combined attack formations!

With ordinary Body Refinement realms, they possessed several high-level martial arts and combined attack formations!

This showed the immense power of the Great Shang dynasty!

The East Factory's techniques were insidious and vicious, with extreme speed. Their footwork was ghostly, and their hand techniques were extremely powerful.

Su Changqing's eyes were as indifferent as frost. He held his long saber horizontally, his killing intent like a sea, showing no fear.

The four men attacked in unison. The West Factory's Shadow Claw Technique displayed chilling flashes of cold light, both sinister and bone-chilling.

Their combined strength was incredibly formidable, shattering the surrounding giant logs and pillars, scattering them on the ground, forcing Su Changqing to dodge and retreat.

"Still trying to show off at such a young age? Do you think the West Factory is someone you can provoke?" Li Yuanying said with a cold laugh.

Su Changqing, using the Four Seasons Cloud Falling Steps, moved like a phantom and suddenly leaped through the window, disappearing from sight.

The four entered in unison, their faces cold as they scanned the main hall of the Cold Palace.

"Where is he? This kid is at Body Refinement Stage Eight. It'll be a piece of cake for the four of us to kill him!"

Su Changqing stood on the wall like an eagle, his gaze cold as he surveyed the four men.

He suddenly drew the long saber at his waist. The blade, under the scorching sun, gleamed with fierce heat and power.

"He's on the wall!" one of the eunuchs shouted, his eyes momentarily blinded by the sun.

"Come!"

"Overlord Saber!"

A saber strike stretched across the sky, imbued with Golden Radiance Saber Qi, emitting a resonant hum in the air.

The two leading eunuchs paled in horror and dodged, the saber's power too immense.

Su Changqing instantly cut them both in half. Their upper bodies fell to the ground, blood splashing three feet high, staining the bluestone steps of the hall red.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" The remaining two eunuchs turned pale with fear and quickly darted back.

"Retreat? Think you can retreat?" Su Changqing let out a long cry, standing with his saber, like a demon god, in pursuit.

He had practiced his footwork every day since the rooster crowed. The Four Seasons Cloud Falling Steps were incredibly fast, and it was Su Changqing's first technique to reach minor success.

One saber strike per person, clean and swift. They didn't have time to retreat before their heads were severed, blood spraying everywhere.

Two heads rolled down the steps. Blood flowed, their eyes wide open, dying with resentment and unwillingness.

The scene shocked everyone. Li Yuanying's eyes widened even further.

This person was ruthless and merciless, his actions clean and swift. He had first feigned weakness and then suddenly struck, killing two.

When had the Imperial Guard produced such a figure? And he was merely a menial disciple.

The four eunuchs at Body Refinement Stage Eight were now dead. Only Li Yuanying and the young eunuch whose hand had been pierced by a pebble remained.

The young eunuch's eyes were filled with terror. Water flowed around his feet.

He had actually wet himself in fear and turned to flee for his life.

"Xiao Dezi, how dare you betray me?" Li Yuanying shouted coldly.

"Godfather, I'm just a young eunuch..." Xiao Dezi cried.

"Godfather, I'm at Body Refinement Ninth Layer. What are you afraid of him for?" Li Yuanying's pupils turned cold as he glanced at Su Changqing and the steel saber in his hand.

"Kid, I think you're quite talented. Why don't you join my West Factory?"

"Alright," Su Changqing adjusted his breathing, smiling calmly.

"Let's call a truce. If you join the West Factory, you'll at least have a leading position in the future," Li Yuanying said softly.

"A handshake truce. In the future, I, Li Kongxiang, will be relying on you, General."

Xiao Dezi stood frozen. The two of them smiled warmly. If not for the two bloody heads nearby, one might have thought they were relatives meeting.

As the two figures approached, Li Yuanying's eyes gradually turned cold. He attacked with a single claw, the wind whistling through the air.

Su Changqing also swung his saber, its brilliance covering the world.

Saber and claw collided with a piercing clang.

Li Yuanying's Eagle Claw Technique was clearly at great mastery. Even with Su Changqing's astonishing saber brilliance, he could still block it head-on.

Their eyes met, and both their gazes were indifferent.

Li Yuanying felt a sense of melancholy. He was almost thirty years old this year.

Su Changqing, on the other hand, was at most eighteen, his face still showing signs of youth.

"Kid, you're not simple. You're talented. At your age, I..." Li Yuanying began before his words were cut short by a scream.

Su Changqing raised the lime in his hand and instantly threw it into Li Yuanying's eyes.

A piercing scream echoed. Li Yuanying's eyes turned blood red, injured by the sand and lime. His vision went black, and he couldn't see anything.

"You stinking brat, you're even more despicable than our West Factory!"

He roared in anger.