" Kanzaki Sakurazō?"
Yugong Youjing looked up at the helicopter. At that moment, the helicopter, carrying her cousin Yugong Nishang, flew to the edge of the no-fly zone, and the onboard loudspeaker shouted at the blood-soaked Demon Blade Musashi.
Judging from the voice, she seems to be a young Huaxia girl.
Xue Ji's heart skipped a beat; the 1% possibility she feared most had come true. "Your Highness, if the content of the shout is true, then the Demon Blade Musashi who is opposing us is probably the young master of the Kanzaki Clan."
Yugong Youjing frowned.
If the young master Kanzaki were to die at the hands of the Yugong Family, it would undoubtedly enrage the Kanzaki Clan, leading to severe retaliation.
"It is indeed a bit troublesome."
Xue Ji said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, should I notify the medical team to provide emergency treatment for Kanzaki Sakurazō?"
"There's no point in trying to save him." Yugong Youjing looked at Kanzaki Sakurazō in a pool of blood and shook his head. "With massive bleeding from his torso and his heart being shattered by Zashiki, he's already dead."
"A person dying is one thing, but our humanitarian rescue efforts are another," Xue Ji said urgently. "At least it will show the Yugong Family Kanzaki Clan."
"We had no intention of being enemies with Young Master Kanzaki. However, he was hiding his identity and disguising himself as Demon Blade Musashi to assist Exalted Emperor. We were forced into this situation and killed him by mistake."
"Presumably, the intensity of the Kanzaki Clan's subsequent retaliation will be somewhat reduced due to our commendable attitude in rescuing the young master of the Kanzaki family."
Yugong Youjing sideways and said, "Why should we reduce the intensity of the Kanzaki Clan's revenge?"
Xue Ji was stunned. "Your Highness, if the Kanzaki Clan overturns the table and retaliates with all their might, our Yugong Family will absolutely not be able to withstand it. In the end, we will surely need a person of noble status to step forward, atone with their death, and quell the Kanzaki Clan's anger."
"Then let Nishang atone with her death."
Yugong Youjing coldly replied, "Young Yugong Amamiya's life will be exchanged for Young Master Kanzaki's life. One life for one life. This will not only quell the Kanzaki Clan's anger but also allow me to become the new Young Master Yugong."
"It's a win-win situation, so why not?"
Xue Ji was taken aback. She suddenly felt that Her Highness was a stranger. In her memory, Her Highness was upright and honest, and never cared about the position of young master. Even when she was deceived by Gūji Ema and gave up her status as the young master's heir, she did not complain at all.
"If Your Highness desires the position of young master, there are many ways; there's no need to resort to such a dirty trick as using someone else to do your dirty work."
Yugong Youjing instantly recalled the threat posed by her aunt, Gūji Ema.
"You little bastard, remember this well: if you kill my son Nishang, I will kill Xue Ji, kill you, and dig up your mother's bones to be reduced to ashes."
His aunt, Gūji Ema's, threat completely changed his mind. He didn't care if she killed him, or even if she dug up his mother's coffin and shattered her bones to ashes, but he couldn't tolerate the killing of Xue Ji.
I was too naive before.
Yugong Youjing's fingernails dug deep into his palm as he said, "I always felt I could break free from the family's control, so I formed the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons ) and secretly built up my personal power."
"But in the end, it's just child's play. How could I possibly escape the control of a powerful family that has existed in Kyoto Japan two thousand years, a super-conglomerate that controls the military and politics of Kyoto?"
Xue Ji's heart trembled slightly. "Your Highness, do you perhaps intend to—"
Yugong Youjing's eyes flashed with madness. "Since I can't escape the fate of being controlled by my family no matter what, then I will use every means to become the family's heir and make my fate equal to the family's fate."
"Make the entire Yugong Family grovel at my feet."
Xue Ji's heart trembled violently. This was not the prince she knew. The prince who had long resisted the fate of his family had now succumbed to it. It was as if the dragon-slaying youth had become the dragon himself!
"Your Highness... if you truly become the heir to the family fortune, will I still be able to serve you?"
Yugong Youjing wanted to say "of course," but the words wouldn't come out. If he were to become the young master of Yugong, Xue Ji, who was of humble birth and a death row inmate, would naturally not be able to serve him as she was now.
However, he need not fear the threat from his Gūji Ema, as he can at least use his minor power to protect Xue Ji's safety and ensure her life is not in danger.
Xue Ji forced a smile and said, "Your Highness, if becoming the young master of Yugong is your true wish, I am willing to dedicate everything to assist you. If not, I hope Your Highness will think carefully before making a decision."
Yugong Youjing said irritably, "Stop talking, my mind is made up."
At this moment.
The streetlights on both sides of the street flickered, sometimes bright and sometimes dim.
Unstable voltage?
The Great Tengu looked around, then suddenly his hair stood on end uncontrollably as he stared at the pool of blood directly in front of him. "Why do I suddenly have a bad feeling?"
The next second.
A piercing scream rose from the ground, " A Sui-- "
Yugong Youjing, Xue Ji, and the other members of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons ) all looked over, some with doubt, some with astonishment, but most with shock.
"That guy isn't dead?"
Zashiki's face paled. He'd just pierced the heart of Demon Blade Musashi, rendering him lifeless, so how could he still cry out? And what was this A Sui all about? "Most likely, it was a final burst of energy before death."
The streetlights flickered violently, and an intense, overwhelming killing intent, as if emanating from the depths of hell, swept across the entire area, sending a chill down everyone's spine.
How is that possible?
Zashiki stared wide-eyed, her face filled with disbelief.
The Demon Blade Musashi, who had been lying in a pool of blood, had now stood up. His silver hair was loose over his shoulders, his blood-stained armor was crimson and terrifying, and he was wielding two red and purple swords with both hands, his body hunched over.
Zashiki was horrified. "How can someone stand up after their heart has been stabbed?"
What was happening before his eyes was far beyond his comprehension.
"Please don't dislike this dark look, A Sui."
Kanzaki Sakurazō, with disheveled hair, swayed as he walked heavily forward, his armor spilling large pools of blood with each step, resembling a crimson demon returned from hell.
Zashiki drew his twin swords, gritting his teeth. "This guy is definitely at his last gasp."
" A Sui, wait a moment, I will definitely protect you."
Kanzaki Sakurazō sprinted forward, his legs buckling as he leaped into the air, his crimson armor gleaming in the red moonlight. He slashed down with his twin swords, roaring fiercely, "The ultimate technique of Niten Ichi-ryū, Niten Ichi!"
"What?"
Zashiki's pupils trembled. This guy, who had been stabbed more than a dozen times and whose heart was shattered, could not only walk normally, but also run and jump more than three meters high and more than eight meters far!
"I can't dodge this while hiking; I have to take this blow from the sky!" Zashiki hurriedly stepped back, raising his two swords overhead and crossing them.
A scarlet figure descended from the sky with a loud bang.
"It... broke?"
The twin swords in Zashiki's hands snapped in two with a crack. His face went from stunned to utterly terrified. These were twin swords forged from high-carbon steel, so hard that they could even split granite and cement pillars.
Despite its incredibly sturdy blade withstanding a downward slash from above, it still managed to break into four pieces.
As Kanzaki Sakurazō, the crimson and purple twin swords fell fiercely, slicing through Zashiki's shoulders, chest, and belly, until they reached his legs.
"Aww--"
The Zashiki let out a painful wail.