Chapter 83: Storming the Prime Minister’s Residence

When the Taoist priest fell into a coma, the Celestial Prison instantly transformed into an ordinary jail, leaving behind only a group of martial experts from the human realm, who could hardly resist the charm of the mystical fox spirit!

“Master Bing, please open the door. I need to go in and rescue my young master!” Such an unreasonable request could only come from Shi’er, and only the arcane fox techniques could turn the mundane into the miraculous!

“Oh, of course, of course!” Amidst the clattering sounds, the guards at the gate were stunned, then promptly began jogging to serve the two individuals breaking into the prison.

“Hehehe…” Under the “welcoming” stares of the prison guards, Qiao San felt particularly elated. Their prison break might well be unprecedented and unsurpassed!

“Master, Miss, the cell where Master Qiao is imprisoned is just ahead!” The dazed jailer mechanically responded to his “master’s” inquiry while mechanically unlocking the iron lock.

“Good job! Why don’t you all take a nap now and wake up in an hour?”

Shi’er playfully showed off in front of her beloved. The wondrous arcane sounds spread like mercury, permeating every corner of the Celestial Prison. A spider that had been hunting suddenly stopped, and together with the moth at its mouth, fell into a dormant state!

“Brother…” Qiao San rushed into the cell with big strides. Then, joyous cries instantly turned into frantic calls, followed by a man’s furious roar rising into the sky, “Left Chancellor, you old dog! I will destroy you completely!”

“My young master—” Shi’er, out of affection for Qiao San, had developed genuine concern for Qiao Da as well. Upon entering, the fox spirit couldn’t help but feel her eyes well up, unable to bear the sight, instinctively closing her eyes.

“San… san… is it really you?” Qiao Da’s voice trembled like a thread. It took a long time before he finally managed to lift his blood-stained, matted face.

“Brother, how could it come to this?”

Qiao San’s eyes burned with half hatred and half tears. Qiao Da’s entire body was covered with whip and branding wounds, nearly without an inch of unbroken skin. Worse still, Qiao Da lay collapsed like a lump of mud, clearly with all limbs rendered useless. How could Qiao San not feel both sorrow and fury, his teeth grinding in helpless rage?

“The Left Chancellor is the mastermind behind the destruction of our Qiao family! He personally admitted it while torturing me!”

Ignoring Qiao San’s attempts to stop him and enduring the excruciating pain, Qiao Da forced himself to continue, “Back then, the Left Chancellor lusted after my second mother’s beauty, but she chose to marry my father instead. So… cough, cough… so…”

“Brother, please stop! Please stop!” The fresh blood at Qiao Da’s mouth made Qiao San’s tears flow uncontrollably. The deep bond between brothers clouded his clear mind, and in his panic, he didn’t know what to do!

“Master Qiao, quickly heal Master Da!” Shi’er’s words finally reminded Qiao San. Almost simultaneously, both raised their hands, and two beams of magical light swiftly enveloped Qiao Da’s battered body.

After a while, the light dimmed slightly. Qiao San tightly embraced his elder brother, anxiously checking his pulse.

“Phew!” Qiao San exhaled deeply in relief. Having magic was indeed a blessing; his brother, whose soul had already half-entered the gates of death, had been saved. Unfortunately, the injuries to his limbs were not ordinary wounds, beyond the scope of magical healing!

“Master Qiao, there’s a herb in the human realm called Xu Jin Cao. Any mortal who consumes it will recover instantly from even the worst bone and tendon injuries! The Ghost Forest lies at the east gate of the human realm. Let’s immediately return to Liumang Town!”

Fate always brings a turning point. Shi’er’s words brought hope to the Qiao brothers, and even Qiao Da’s ashen face showed a glimmer of light.

“Shi’er, you take my brother back first and find the Xu Jin Cao as soon as possible!”

Qiao San scooped up his elder brother and stood up with a powerful motion, his aura mighty and resolute. Without waiting for the fox girl to ask, his eyes briefly closed, revealing a flash of coldness: “I will destroy the Left Chancellor’s mansion and return immediately!”

Shi’er opened her lips slightly. Although the Fox Queen had instructed her never to leave the Ten-Yang Body’s side, she finally chose to leave. After a deep gaze at her beloved, the versatile fox spirit quickly took Qiao Da and flew away on a cloud.

No lingering goodbyes, no dreamy eye contact—only a simple sentence from the young fox girl, yet it carried infinite affection: “Master San, I will wait for you at home!”

As the Celestial Prison stirred with winds and clouds, it was the darkest hour before dawn. As dark clouds rolled toward the Left Chancellor’s mansion, the first grayish-white streaks appeared on the horizon.

At the heart of the capital of Aolong Kingdom stood the grand, square-shaped imperial palace. Slightly to the left of the palace, the most luxurious mansion belonged to the Left Chancellor, whose power overshadowed the entire court.

In the dim light, two bronze qilin statues with fierce expressions stood lifelike and imposing, matching the high walls and deep courtyards of the Left Chancellor’s mansion, exuding an air of supreme authority.

Today, at this chaotic moment between heaven and earth, two bolts of thunderfire dared to appear in the skies above the Left Chancellor’s mansion.

“Boom! Boom!”

The invulnerable bronze qilin shattered instantly, their earth-shaking explosion echoing far and wide. The imperial palace, long considered supreme and untouchable, had finally met its match—a reckless challenger!

Treading clouds and summoning thunder, Qiao San’s forehead bore a demonic “blood mark,” his killing intent engulfing the entire Left Chancellor’s mansion. With every wave of his hands, his newly acquired divine technique—the Heavenly Thunderfire—rained down continuously.

“Peng! Peng…” Explosions of varying intensity followed one after another, smoke and dust rising without pause. First, the steps exploded into craters, then the gate collapsed into a gaping hole. The reckless figure, passing through the gate, fulfilled his vow without hesitation. With a mighty swing of his arms, the arrogant high walls of the Chancellor’s mansion collapsed with a thunderous roar.

—Destroy the old dog, flatten the Left Chancellor’s mansion!

“What demon dares to…” Surely, the great mansion of the Left Chancellor was not without “high-level” guardians. Coincidentally, this time two “thunderfire” Taoist priests emerged. Their shouts had barely begun when they turned into piercing screams!

Qiao San, descending from the sky, suddenly accelerated. Though still over ten meters from the two priests, in the blink of an eye, he had closed the distance, his lightning-fast hands forming claws that easily gripped their throats.

“Ugh!” The screams turned into stifled groans, but Qiao San’s speed remained unaffected. From a distance, the two priests looked like torn sacks hanging from his hands.

“Left Chancellor, come out and face me!” With one move sending his enemies to their end, Qiao San rushed into the center of the courtyard, shaking his arms to fling the priests’ corpses far away. Glaring at the guards and retainers rushing from all directions, his burning hatred left no room for mercy toward these accomplices.

“Attack! Kill him!” The head of the guards and the mansion steward, hiding behind the crowd, shouted their orders with a tone of arrogant authority.

Though the opponent was formidable, the Left Chancellor’s household rules were strict, resembling those of a military unit. The guards knew that whether they advanced or retreated, death awaited them. They might as well grit their teeth and charge forward, hoping to kill the enemy through sheer numbers!