Chapter 350

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Chapter 350: The Punishment of Piercing

The emperor departed.

Kokonohana Reiko immediately sat on the grass, pressing her chest as her heart raced, "Having such experiences multiple times isn’t good for the heart. Can you please let me know in advance if something like this happens again?"

Kurosawa Yaka also squatted down, with a bitter smile. "I didn’t expect… it’s actually… Your Majesty."

They witnessed the legend with their own eyes, and at that moment, their feelings were like those of an ordinary person who had stumbled upon the origin of myth and legend in history.

As if the people of the Ming Country saw Nüwa herself, they were touched by her gentle hand as she healed them from incurable diseases. Afterward, the mother of humanity smiled and said, "If you have any dissatisfaction with your appearance, I can change it for you right now."

"What more is there to say!" exclaimed character’s name. "From this day forth, I shall be the number one loyal servant of Goddess Nüwa."

Five hundred years may not seem long, but for those with a lifespan of just a hundred years, it was a time that transformed the world. The emperor, who once reigned supreme even before his own birth, had a majestic presence. Yet, his manner of speech was that of a gentle and noble gentleman, which diminished his divinity but made people love and admire him even more.

Kokonohana Reiko sighed softly and said, "Sadly, I am no longer in my teenage years."

Kokonohana Nori glanced at her and said, "Don’t think about these trivial matters. Instead of saying ‘what a pity’, you should be grateful that you are not in your teenage years."

Otherwise, if she were to meet the emperor, she would surely be misled for a lifetime.

Kokonohana Reiko spoke unaffectedly, "I have been single for over forty years, but what’s the big deal? Look at me now, I’ve become younger. Why don’t you introduce someone to me? I have simple requirements, just someone who is even one percent as great as His Majesty."

Kokonohana Nori didn’t want to pay attention to her cousin, who couldn’t think clearly. She had completely entered a state of infatuation.

Kurosawa Yaka looked puzzled and said, "It’s absolutely unbelievable for someone who died five hundred years ago to reappear. The witches of the past have never given up on searching for his whereabouts, yet they couldn’t even find a trace of his lingering spirit. But, strangely enough, he has appeared here. Is it a coincidence? Or an unexpected occurrence?"

"Don’t guess randomly," said Kokonohana Reiko as she looked at the golden tree, revealing a smile. "All we can say is that death and surprises always come unexpectedly. Our God is still with us, and that is the best thing of all."

"But just now he said he wouldn’t see me again," said Kurosawa.

"Maybe not…" Kokonohana Nori frowned, "Did you notice his final move just now?"

"What?" Kokonohana Reiko didn’t really pay much attention.

Kurosawa Yaka asked, "Is it this… the gesture of bidding farewell with clasped fists? Huh, now that you mention it, it does seem that way… It’s strange, His Majesty is from Europe, so why would he use the Ming Country’s farewell customs? And clasping fists is also a common etiquette among warriors."

Kokonohana Nori said, "The Ming Country, warriors, and the clasped fist gesture…"

Kokonohana Reiko frowned, "Do you mean to say that His Majesty is not genuine? That can’t be true! Look at this golden tree. Only the real person would know how to plant it. He didn’t even ask for anything and left, even the Holy Relic was voluntarily handed over by us."

Kokonohana Nori thought aloud, "No, I am not suspecting that he is fake. He can’t be impersonated." She pondered, "I was just thinking, perhaps His Majesty didn’t die but is still alive? Or maybe…"

"And being reborn." Kurosawa Yaka also arrived at the same conclusion. "Because he definitely died once, coming back to life must be a reincarnation. With His Majesty’s achievements and past life, the reincarnation must be none other than a heroic spirit, and…"

Kokonohana Reiko suddenly realized, "A person from the Ming Country!"

Kurosawa Yaka immediately thought of a familiar person from the Ming Country, "Bai Wei?"

"It’s impossible, he is not a heroic spirit," Kokonohana Nori shook her head and said, "He is simply a warrior."

"Is that not a match?"

"How can one be called a Heroic Spirit without the Heroic Spirit Principle? While it is true that not everyone’s reincarnation means becoming a Heroic Spirit, there is something special about emperors. If they were to be reincarnated, they would surely become top-ranking Heroic Spirits."

Bai Wei has leaped back and forth multiple times in front of them, without showing any trace of the essence of heroic spirits. Back in the day, Bai Wei even had her bones broken by the immortal cultivators from the Ming Country.

Is this what we call heroic spirits?

This is not a heroic spirit.

This embarrassing heroic spirit is not even as good as the second-best; it would be better to leave the group early.

Their guesses couldn’t be called wrong, in fact, one could say they were very accurate.

Known condition one: The emperor passed away once.

Known condition two: The emperor has been reborn.

The natural conclusion drawn from these is the emergence of a new high-ranking heroic spirit.

In a normal cycle of reincarnation, it goes like this: a hundred cases, one after another, following the same path. But Bai Wei, on the other hand, didn’t follow the normal route. Who could have imagined that?

Golden Power is different from the Heroic Spirit Principle. It cannot be detected. When it is not activated, it is no different from an ordinary person. Otherwise, Bai Wei would not have been able to hide Liliana, the higher-ranking heroic spirit, for so long by using a secondary account created by his mentor. Even if Bai Wei didn’t intentionally hide his mysterious golden power, it would still be difficult for the witches to notice him. They would instinctively exclude Bai Wei as a person. This is caused by an information blind spot, a complete hidden secret.

…

Yagyū’s house.

"Everything was taken care of," Bai Wei lazily stretched and yawned. "Now, it’s time to test my newly regained abilities."

In reality, it is not advisable to try, as there is a risk of accidentally demolishing the entire house if excessive force is exerted.

Sinking into a state of consciousness, they entered an imaginary scene.

Without any surprises, a new area in the imaginary scene that connected Yagyū Simozi, Hokusinn Kichyō, and himself opened up once again.

There stood a majestic golden gate, adorned with countless intricate runes. As they passed through the golden gate, the mist of the imaginary scene dissipated.

Bai Wei found himself in a solemn tomb.

[Golden Tomb]

[Level: 30~50]

[Please choose your opponent, with the following options: the Blood Skull Gallon, the Headhunter Tok, Captain Kusa of the Royal Forbidden Army’s Third Guard, the Golden Apostle, the Flame Archon, the Judgment Knight, the Devil Spawn, and more…]

Bai Wei remembered. This group were all his former enemies. The Blood Skull Gallon was the first formidable opponent he faced when he was just a teenager; the Headhunter was the first hunter he encountered; the Captain of the Royal Forbidden Army’s Third Guard was a subordinate of the Second Prince, who once tried to secretly assassinate Bai Wei on the training grounds; the Golden Apostle was a loyal servant bestowed with the golden blessing by the Third Princess; as for the rest, they were just regular soldiers.

"This is indeed not a suitable place to open up to them, at least not for now. Their levels are too low, and their combat skills are not enough. They would just end up being killed if they entered," Bai Wei muttered to himself. "Instead, it is a suitable training ground for me."

All the enemies were ones he had defeated and killed in the past, and memories of the battles were etched in his mind. That’s why it was called the Golden Tomb.

"Alright, let’s consider it as a rehabilitation," Bai Wei casually clicked on ‘Captain Kusa of the Third Guard.’

The next moment, a coffin rose from the ground. The coffin was a divine yellow color, indicating that this person’s level had reached over level forty.

The coffin ascended vertically, and the person inside maintained a standing posture. A powerful punch struck the coffin board, breaking it open.

A sturdy man, clad in a silver suit of armor with golden trims, emerged. At the top of his helmet, there was a statue of a golden-winged bird in flight. He wielded a knight’s lance with both hands.

The awe-inspiring presence swept over them.

Kusa is not a Golden Apostle because the second prince’s bloodline power is weaker. He was reluctant to bestow blessings upon his followers because it would make himself weak.

The third princess didn’t mind this because she herself was completely inexperienced in battle. Her greatest strength lay in strategy and planning.

He is a graduate of the Royal Military Academy, having spent fifteen years sweeping through the barbarian tribes. At the age of thirty-five, he entered the palace and assumed the position of the Imperial Guard, swearing allegiance to the second prince. His desire for power became as heavy as the knight’s lance he held, and just like that lance, it became increasingly difficult for anyone in the military to bear the full force of his blow after reaching the age of thirty. In his quest for advancement, he stopped at nothing, despite being a knight with a noble title. He didn’t hesitate to employ all kinds of despicable means, including assassination, poisoning, and eavesdropping. He willingly took on dirty work and even sent his own female relatives as bribes, leading to the disgrace and suicides of many of these women.

He certainly didn’t dare to take action against Bai Wei in public, but he had not hesitated to do so in private. Part of it was under the orders of the second prince, while the other part was fueled by his own envy. This was the way he treated all members of the royal family who were destined to never become king.

Bai Wei had seen through this person as well. Though he claimed to harbor hatred, there was actually little of it. The main reason was that when he was eleven years old, he already had the certainty of being able to kill this person.

After half a year of going out to gain experience, this person was no longer his match at all. Squeezing him to death would be no more difficult than squeezing an ant.

When the second prince was on the verge of death and the third princess had passed away, after Bai Wei had undergone a complete transformation of his soul, the first thing he did was engage in a life-and-death duel with him, right in front of one thousand five hundred forbidden troops.

Now, calling him out was nothing more than wanting to verify if his skills had deteriorated too much. After all, it was just a simulated scene, where he could kill a few more times. Unlike the previous encounter, there was no need to be overly cautious.

After Kusa appeared, just like in his memory, he let out a deadly roar, alive as if a real person.

Bai Wei stood still, closing his eyes, as he sensed the flowing power within his body.

His little finger, his lower spine, the Golden Power fully restored to its initial stage, which meant that some skills could now be used…

With a grip of his hand, the Golden Power came together, forming a golden chain that instantly imprisoned the heavily armored knight. His spear became like a bound iron dragon, unable to move.

In the next moment, a golden spear shot up from the ground, striking him in the abdomen. Then, a second spear pierced through his left side!

The third one pierced through his left lung, the fourth one pierced his gallbladder, the fifth one pierced his liver, the sixth one… the seventh one… the eighth, the ninth…

Until the nineteenth time, a golden blade pierced through his chest and struck his heart, delivering a fatal blow.

Bai Wei had not taken a single step from start to finish, and Kusa had not been able to take a single step from start to finish.

He swung his hand, and the spear tore open violently in all directions. The knight’s body instantly split into pieces, with blood filling the ground of the burial area. The bodies were impaled on different spears, just like a torn animal.

Called a duel, but in reality, it was an execution… The punishment is that of impalement!

Bai Wei chuckled to himself, saying, "Surprisingly, there isn’t a trace of unfamiliarity… Truly worthy of me, the notorious top three tyrant in history."