Kill Zhou Wei Again

Looking at the obedient, adorable Ice Snow Phoenix in his palm, Zhou Cheng could not help recalling scenes from costume dramas where young masters swaggered through the streets carrying birdcages.

With his childish heart still intact, Zhou Cheng teased the Ice Snow Phoenix. "Xiao Xue, call me Grandpa."

"Grandpa," the Ice Snow Phoenix called.

"Ah," Zhou Cheng answered.

Just as Zhou Cheng was teasing the Ice Snow Phoenix with his childish heart still intact, in Dongsheng Province in the south of the Great Feng Dynasty, Prince of Southern Ming stared coldly at the members of the Demonic Cult gathered in the grand hall.

"Dharma King Yindu and the other three failed in their assassination?!"

"And all four of them died?!"

Sensing the cold, sinister Killing Intent emanating from Prince of Southern Ming, none of the Demonic Cult's upper echelons in the hall dared to speak for a moment.

After hesitating briefly, Demon Dragon General stepped forward and said, "It is said that an expert passing by intervened and saved Zhou Wei."

"Dharma King Yindu and the other three died at that person's hands."

The Demonic Cult had the Left and Right Envoys, the Twelve Demon Generals, the Three Great Ghost Crones, the Four Great Dharma Kings, and dozens of other Xiantian experts.

Demon Dragon General was the foremost of the Twelve Demon Generals, and his strength was extraordinary.

Prince of Southern Ming's eyes were icy. "An expert passing by? Do you believe that yourself? An expert merely passing by killed the Demonic Cult's Four Great Dharma Kings?"

Demon Dragon General faltered. "That was what they said."

"What were that person's characteristics?" Prince of Southern Ming asked in a low voice.

"They used a long saber," Demon Dragon General hurriedly replied. "They were very tall, about one meter ninety, but at the time, they wore a cloak and a mask."

"A saber expert? One meter ninety tall?" Prince of Southern Ming searched through his memories, then thought of someone. "Could it have been Wei Zheng of the Saber Sect?"

Although the Saber Sect could not compare with the Sun Moon Sword Sect, Shaolin Temple, or the Ten Thousand Stars Sect, it was still extremely powerful within the Great Feng Dynasty, second only to those three major sects.

Wei Zheng was the Saber Sect's Grand Elder, an expert at Peak Xiantian Sixth Stage.

It was no wonder Prince of Southern Ming suspected Wei Zheng of the Saber Sect. There were not many saber experts in the entire Great Feng Dynasty capable of killing Dharma King Yindu and the other three, and Wei Zheng was one meter ninety tall, matching the description as well.

"Then I shall go take Wei Zheng's head right now!" Demon Dragon General said coldly.

Prince of Southern Ming glanced at Demon Dragon General and waved his hand. "No rush. Investigate first. Find out where Wei Zheng was last night. If it truly was him..." His voice turned cold. "Kill!"

The members of the Demonic Cult felt a chill in their hearts.

"Where are Dharma King Yindu and the other three's corpses now?" Prince of Southern Ming asked.

"They have already been transported to Dafeng Capital," Demon Face Left Envoy, one of the Left and Right Envoys, replied. "Although Dharma King Yindu and the others failed to kill Zhou Wei, they did wound him. Zhou Wei has already been summoned back to the Capital City by Zhu Xuan. By now, Zhou Wei and the others should have returned."

Demon Face Left Envoy added, "Should we kill Zhou Wei again?"

Prince of Southern Ming said coldly, "Dharma King Yindu and the other three died because of Zhou Wei. The four of them cannot have died in vain. Next month, the Great Feng Dynasty will hold its sacrifice to Heaven, and the Capital City's defenses will weaken."

"That will be the perfect time to kill Zhou Wei."

His gaze fell upon Demon Dragon General. "Demon Dragon, I will leave this matter to you."

"Bring Zhou Wei's head back to me."

Demon Dragon General was a Xiantian Level Eight expert. His strength was far beyond that of Dharma King Yindu and the other Four Great Dharma Kings.

"Please rest assured, Cult Master." Demon Dragon General vowed solemnly, "This time, I will definitely bring Zhou Wei's head back."

Escorted by the soldiers, Zhou Wei returned to the Grand General's Mansion.

The Emperor of Great Feng sent an imperial physician to treat Zhou Wei's injuries.

After examining him, the imperial physician Ge Xu furrowed his brows deeply, asked Zhou Wei several questions, then shook his head. "Although the Grand General was not stabbed in the heart, the heart meridians beside it were injured."

"The heart meridians!" Luo Shui's pretty face changed.

Zhou Cheng's heart sank as well.

The importance of the heart meridians to a martial artist went without saying.

"Is there any way to heal them?" Luo Shui asked urgently.

Ge Xu shook his head. "Difficult! Among all the meridians, the heart meridians are the hardest to treat. Even if a Supreme Grandmaster of the Xiantian realm exhausted their Xiantian true qi to treat the Grand General, they could not heal him."

"Unless a King Realm expert used the power of divine abilities!"

A short while later, Ge Xu left behind a prescription and departed from the Grand General's Mansion.

The prescription could not heal Zhou Wei's heart meridians. It could only stabilize the injury and prevent it from worsening.

Luo Shui held Zhou Wei's hand. "Brother Wei, there will be a way."

A rare smile appeared on Zhou Wei's usually stern old face. "It is only an injury to the heart meridians, not the heart itself. It is nothing. I will not die. This is good too. From now on, I can spend more time in the Capital City with you."

Then his gaze fell on Zhou Cheng beside him. "And I can spend more time guiding Cheng'er in his martial training."

Zhou Cheng spoke heavily. "Father, rest assured. I will work hard."

Zhou Wei was startled. Looking at his youngest son before him, he suddenly had the illusion that this boy seemed somewhat different from before.

After a while, Zhou Cheng emerged from Zhou Wei's room, his mood heavy.

When he returned to his own courtyard, Qin Meng knelt and kowtowed. "This subordinate failed in his duties and caused my lord's heart meridians to be injured. I beg Young Master to punish me."

Zhou Cheng shook his head. "This matter has nothing to do with you." Then he had Qin Meng rise.

"The Demonic Cult." Zhou Cheng's eyes turned cold as he said to Qin Meng and Lin Ru, "Over the next few days, investigate and drag out all the Demonic Cult disciples lurking in and around the Capital City!"

"I want to kill!"

The moment Zhou Wei left the Capital City, the Demonic Cult had known. Therefore, the Capital City and its surrounding areas definitely contained hidden nests of the Demonic Cult.

"If you need money, do not worry about money." Zhou Cheng gave each of them a banknote worth one thousand taels of silver.

Qin Meng and Lin Ru respectfully acknowledged the order, then left the courtyard to investigate.

After the two departed, Zhou Cheng murmured, "King Realm!"

The imperial physician Ge Xu had said that the power of divine abilities wielded by King Realm experts could heal his father's injured heart meridians.

"King Realm..." Zhou Cheng's eyes were resolute. Since the Great Feng Dynasty had no King Realm experts, then he would break through to the King Realm himself!

"Actually, it does not necessarily have to be the King Realm," the Ice Snow Phoenix suddenly said.

Zhou Cheng was delighted. "Xiao Xue, you have a way?"

The Ice Snow Phoenix said, "A century-old spiritual medicine, Green Blood Ginseng, would work as well."

Zhou Cheng wore a bitter expression. Century-old spiritual medicine was already hard to find, let alone century-old Green Blood Ginseng. Probably not even a single plant could be found in the entire Great Feng Dynasty.

Still, now that he knew century-old Green Blood Ginseng would work too, there was at least another glimmer of hope.

Later, he would have Qin Meng and Lin Ru inquire about it.

Zhou Cheng opened the system panel and checked the cultivation progress of his three martial skills.

Wind-Facing Willow Steps: Beginner (Progress 43)

Roaming Dragon White Tiger Fist: Entering the Hall (Progress 6)

Demon-Subduing Saber Technique: Beginner (Progress 43)

Seeing that the beginner cultivation progress of Wind-Facing Willow Steps and Demon-Subduing Saber Technique was only 43, Zhou Cheng frowned. The cultivation progress of Wind-Facing Willow Steps and Demon-Subduing Saber Technique seemed slower than it had been two days ago?

"Your Wind-Facing Willow Steps is progressing slowly due to the calm, windless environment."

"Your Demon-Subduing Saber Technique is also progressing slowly because you have not slain demons."

The system's notification sounded.

Zhou Cheng was startled. Did that mean his Wind-Facing Willow Steps cultivation progress would increase faster amid violent winds?

And killing demons could rapidly increase the cultivation progress of his Demon-Subduing Saber Technique?

(Thanks to Ancient Recluse, Jiuzhoutong Chang'an, Factor, and eleven other brothers for their rewards.)