14: Despised by all

Before the old eunuch Cui Hui could answer, Su Ming took out a stone he had picked up earlier from the ground and threw it at Su Yike without hesitation.

Under the immense power of Martial Dao Fifth Grade, the stone whizzed through the air, heading straight for Su Yike's forehead with terrifying force.

Although Su Yike possessed the abilities of an ancient great scholar, her reaction speed and physical strength were no match for a martial artist. If she were truly hit in the forehead, death would be her only outcome.

Seeing Su Ming attack her, Su Yike's face instantly turned pale with fright, and she had no time to react.

Just then, a figure suddenly blocked her, crossing his arms, willing to use his own body to block the attack.

"Bang!"

An inconspicuous stone, incredibly, unleashed a force of ten thousand jin, directly sending Chen Xiuyu, who had suddenly appeared in front of Su Yike, flying backward along with Su Yike.

"Now!"

Su Ming didn't concern himself with the two's lives or deaths, but instead roared.

The next second, a vortex suddenly appeared in front of Cui Hui and Su Ming, and it expanded at a visible speed.

Su Yiyao, who had been calm and composed, believing everything was under her control, changed her expression upon seeing the vortex.

"Great Teleportation Talisman!!!"

"Trying to leave? Impossible!"

She took a step, and in the blink of an eye, she was in front of Su Ming and Cui Hui, her hands striking out at both of them like two venomous snakes.

A sudden gale erupted around them, and the unique pressure of a Female Martial Saint caused Su Ming's entire body to tremble, making it difficult to breathe.

Just as Su Yike's palm was less than an inch from Su Ming's body, he and the old eunuch's figures suddenly vanished, and then the vortex in front of them abruptly closed.

The scene immediately returned to normal, as if everything that had just happened was a dream, but Su Ming's figure had completely disappeared.

The moment the vortex closed, Su Ming's wild laughter echoed out.

"Hahahaha!! My four good sisters, I, Su Ming, will remember what you did to me today!"

"Mountains may not turn, but rivers will; we'll meet again! Hahaha!"

Her attack missing, Su Yike stood rooted to the spot, listening to Su Ming's wild laughter. Her already grim expression was now so dark it looked like water could drip from it.

She now regretted it immensely, regretting why she hadn't used her full power in that palm strike just now to directly kill that scoundrel!

[Ding! Detecting Su Yiyao's regret, rewarding 10 points!]

On the stage, the three Su Family daughters surrounded Chen Xiuyu, who was spitting blood, their faces pale with fright, tears streaming down.

"Young Master Chen, you'll be alright!! Quickly call the imperial physician!! Quickly call the imperial physician!!"

"Where are the heavenly treasures I sent someone to get from Linglong Pavilion!! Why aren't they here yet!!"

Seeing Young Master Chen's ashen face, the three women were filled with remorse.

Why didn't they strangle that rebellious son Su Ming earlier? Otherwise, Young Master Chen wouldn't be in such mortal danger.

[Ding! Detecting Su Yixin's regret, rewarding 10 points!]

[Ding! Detecting Su Yike's regret, rewarding 10 points!]

[Ding! Detecting Su Yiyao's regret, rewarding 10 points!]

In the chaotic void, Su Ming, feeling dizzy and disoriented, suddenly heard a series of prompts in his ear and couldn't help but be stunned.

"What the hell, I'm already gone, what are you still regretting?"

At this moment, a group of imperial guards rushed over in a hurry, looking at the place where Su Ming and the old eunuch had disappeared with horrified expressions.

"Martial Saint, I will immediately send people to seal all the city gates in the capital. We absolutely cannot let these two villains escape the capital!"

Su Yiyao cast a gloomy glance at the leading imperial guard captain and snorted coldly.

"A Great Teleportation Talisman can instantly teleport someone ten thousand li away. These two have already escaped the capital. What's the point of sealing the city gates now!"

"Uh, this subordinate is foolish. What should we do now?"

"Announce to the world that Su Ming colluded with an enemy nation and deserves death! Issue a nationwide warrant for these two, and strengthen the defenses of Yanmen Pass. We absolutely cannot let them return to the Northern Desolate region!"

"Yes!"

Everyone sighed inwardly. The Martial Saint was indeed a pillar of the Dagan Dynasty, dedicated to the nation. Even if her own younger brother crossed the line, she would uphold justice over family ties.

After the imperial guards left, Su Yiyao's gaze swept coldly over everyone present and she said coldly:

"If the citizens of Dagan knew that the peerless poem from before was written by a traitor, it would only tarnish the image of our Dagan Dynasty. Therefore, I announce here that this poem was written by Young Master Chen Xiuyu!"

"I don't want a single word about Su Ming writing the poem to get out. Do you understand?"

"We understand!"

Everyone responded respectfully.

Indeed, as the Martial Saint said, letting people know that someone capable of such a brilliant poem ended up defecting to the enemy would not only embarrass Dagan but also dampen the morale of the frontline soldiers. So, they had to keep this matter a secret.

Soon, two major pieces of news spread throughout the entire Dagan Dynasty.

Su Ming, the Dagan Dynasty's number one scoundrel and the Su Family's legitimate son, had betrayed the nation and defected to the Northern Desolate. The Female Martial Saint of Dagan had righteously severed ties with him, issuing a nationwide warrant for Su Ming's capture.

The Second Miss Su, Su Yixin, and the president of Linglong Pavilion, issued a bounty: whoever captures Su Ming will be rewarded with ten thousand taels of gold, regardless of whether he is alive or dead.

The second piece of news was that a young man named Chen Xiuyu had written an eternal masterpiece at the Emperor's enthronement ceremony, causing celestial phenomena and his reputation rivaling that of the Dagan Dynasty's foremost talented woman, Su Yike.

"Su Ming actually betrayed the nation?! He is the shame of our Dagan Dynasty!"

"Hmph, for so many years, Su Ming has relied on the protection of his four older sisters to bully men and women, and oppress the weak. He already deserves death, and now he even defected to the Northern Desolate. Even being cut into a thousand pieces wouldn't appease my hatred!"

"Hmph, he's just a good-for-nothing. He'll still be a good-for-nothing even if he goes to the Northern Desolate. If you want to talk about talent, it has to be Young Master Chen, who could write 'Why must a General be wrapped in horsehide?'!"

Some people nodded repeatedly in agreement, their admiration unconcealed.

"Only a great talent like Young Master Chen, who has the world in his heart, could create such a masterpiece!"

"Have you heard? A few days ago, our Dagan Dynasty's fifty thousand soldiers were surrounded by eighty thousand barbarians from the Northern Desolate, on the verge of total annihilation. It was because of this poem that the battle situation changed, and under the leadership of General Yang Hongguo, they created the myth of fifty thousand defeating eighty thousand Northern Desolate troops!"

"Alas, having a great talent like Young Master Chen is truly a blessing for our Dagan Dynasty!"

Northern Frontier Dagan Army Camp.

The victorious Yang Hongguo was celebrating the great victory with his subordinates.

"Brothers, our great victory and safe return this time are due to everyone's valiant fighting, but we must not forget Young Master Chen Xiuyu's poem!"

"Originally, this General thought that Su was the one who could write such a peerless poem, but I didn't expect our Dagan Dynasty to have so many talents!"

"If it weren't for the infusion of Confucian Dao power, we would probably only be drinking together down below today."

"Young Master Chen is my, Yang Hongguo's, savior, and the savior of the fifty thousand soldiers of our Zhenhu Camp!"

"Come, let us toast Su!"

Yang Hongguo raised his wine bowl and toasted towards the capital, then drank the wine in one gulp and smashed the bowl on the ground with a smack.

"To Young Master Chen!"

"To Young Master Chen!"

The Generals in the military camp also raised their strong wine, drank it all, and collectively smashed their bowls heavily on the ground.

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