I Only Want to Lie Flat But Am Forced to Cultivate Immortality-Chapter 65 - 54 Global Observer

Life is like a play, but while a play may have reruns, once a person makes a mistake, it is difficult to have a redo.

Left Hundred Households of the Divine Strategy Camp, a coarse Martial Artist who eats the emperor’s grain but whose monthly salary is not even as much as the doorman of Book Phoenix Pavilion, has become an insurmountable obstacle for Qin Dengming.

Qin Dengming once sent people to investigate the guards around the Crown Prince. Apart from the elderly eunuch with unknown strength, there should have been no sign of Zuo Zixiong. That Martial Artist purely encountered the Crown Prince’s carriage on the way back to the capital and volunteered to escort the Crown Prince back to the city.

How much do you earn a month, to be so ambitious?

The last scene of Qin Dengming’s life was frozen in Book Phoenix Pavilion.

That day, Zuo Zixiong faced White Guardian head-on with one sword, and then used his dual-blade technique—the Hundred-Slit Slash—against him.

Zuo Zixiong was already a Meridian Realm expert in martial arts, and the Hundred-Slit Slash was his ultimate skill. If it weren’t for the Crown Prince’s command to not damage the Mingtiao Zither, Zuo Zixiong wouldn’t have endured so long without using his best technique.

Qin Dengming felt a sudden danger, instinctively sensing something wrong. Before he could turn his head, he used the Piling Technique to switch places with the Puppet that was always by his side.

But he forgot that the Piling Technique has a limitation on transferring damage. Once the received injury exceeds the limit, the caster must bear all the excess damage.

Zuo Zixiong’s Hundred-Slit Slash was like the omnipresent fierce wind of the bitter cold land, each slash cutting into Qin Dengming.

At this moment, Qin Dengming and the Puppet beside him were like goods hanging from the scale beam and hook.

Zuo Zixiong’s Hundred-Slit Slash was continuously adding weight to the scale, until the hundred slashes were embedded in the body. Qin Dengming’s scale beam could no longer maintain balance, and the Puppet beside him exploded with a loud noise, from inside to outside, bursting into countless broken limbs and fragments, scattering everywhere.

Without the Puppet to bear the damage and suffering from backlash, how could Qin Dengming be a match for Zuo Mad Dog?

In front, Zuo Zixiong used one blade to defend against White Guardian, held another blade in his mouth, biting tightly with steel teeth, then took out a new blade from his back with one hand and blocked Qin Dengming’s attack.

As White Guardian and Sect Leader Qin’s bodies collided in a flash, Zuo Zixiong suddenly twisted his neck, and the third treasured blade in his mouth cut Qin Dengming’s throat without obstruction.

...

In the morgue, Xu Qing finished rescuing all the Celestial Heart Sect rebels and then turned his gaze to a Crown Prince’s guard whose body had been cut in half at the waist.

This corpse had just been stitched together by Wang Lingyuan and had not yet had time to return the remains.

Xu Qing reached out to touch the other person’s body, the Sutra of Salvation turned pages, and some images from a different perspective than Qin Dengming appeared.

On the official road to Linhe, the guard followed the carriage team, and a dusty Hundred Households of the Divine Strategy Camp joined them.

The other party claimed to be pursuing Celestial Heart Sect demons here, and now that the demons’ whereabouts were unknown, fearing they would scare the Crown Prince’s carriage and harm the Crown Prince, he offered to protect the Crown Prince along the way.

The Crown Prince lifted the curtain and asked, "I travel incognito, how did you identify me?"

Zuo Zixiong, straightforward and unfamiliar with tact, replied bluntly, "Your Highness’s tour is known to all, why need identification?"

Since then, the Crown Prince did not speak another word to Zuo Zixiong nor let anyone lead a horse for him; he followed the carriage on foot all the way.

Upon arriving at Linhe, the guard who was cut at the waist remained outside the Crown Prince’s residence, guarding the door.

However, this guard did have leisure activities in private; Xu Qing quickly skipped the scene of him contemplating an erotic painting and self-pleasuring.

After finishing his minor chores, the guard took out a piece of yellow paper with a faint incense smell and used a Charcoal Brush to write the detailed itinerary of the Crown Prince’s stay at Linhe.

Xu Qing was not surprised; he learned from the guard’s daily life that the guard was never a simple Crown Prince’s guard but had long been bought by an Imperial Eunuch as a spy.

But the two had always communicated singly, so Xu Qing did not know who exactly wanted to monitor the Crown Prince’s every move.

After writing the Crown Prince’s travel report, the guard lit the incense-scented paper with a Fire Stick. Xu Qing saw the ashes-like characters glowing red in the air for a moment before fading into the wind.

This Crown Prince’s position is truly hard!

The scene shifted again to Book Phoenix Pavilion, with White Luo, Zuo Zixiong, and others fighting fiercely, only the guard muddling in the middle.

Xu Qing could foresee that if the guard had continued muddling, he wouldn’t have been cut at the waist. Thinking this way, he became curious about how the guard died.

In the scene, Qin Dengming was once again slashed at the throat, White Guardian looked up at the old eunuch beside the Crown Prince, then glanced back at Zuo Mad Dog, knowing the opportunity was lost.

He no longer lingered in the fight, casually took out a red pellet, snapped it into the zither strings, and then threw the Mingtiao Zither into the hall air.

"Mingtiao Zither!" The girl Han Meng exclaimed on stage.

Zuo Zixiong heard, initially intending to pursue White Luo, but had to stop midway and turn to protect the Crown Prince’s gifted zither.

At this moment, the airborne Mingtiao Zither suddenly exploded, emitting countless thunder fire smoke. Zuo Zixiong reacted swiftly, immediately lifting his robe to shield his face, his body spinning like a shuttle, darting back with an irrational trajectory.

Upstairs, the guard still muddling with the situation, seeing that the Celestial Heart Sect’s momentum had faded, began to join in assisting his comrades to repel the enemies.

At this point, the guard suddenly felt his legs disobey, his upper body rising into the air. When half of his body fell, fluids and innards spilled out all at once.

His miserably crushed state resembled a frog run over by a wheel, with his gut and blood squeezed outside.

The guard struggled and screamed on the ground. The old eunuch standing beside him acted as if he had done something trivial, casually throwing the knife back to the stunned guard nearby, and smiled, "I saw you act tired, better relieve you earlier."

Being cut at the waist does not result in immediate death; the consciousness remains awake for a while.

In terror, the guard trembled with half a body, asking, "How did you know I was an insider?"

The old eunuch ignored him, instead beckoning a blood-soaked government official from the corridor.

"What’s your name?"

"Reporting to the lord, I am Zhang Jun."

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In the morgue, Xu Qing took a long time to regain his senses.

At this moment, as an outsider, he surprisingly became the most knowledgeable about the Crown Prince assassination attempt.

From the incident’s beginning to end, whether from the Celestial Heart Sect rebel’s perspective or the Crown Prince faction’s happenings, he saw it all clearly.

"There’s a character resembling an eunuch in Cuiyun Building too, but his voice doesn’t match the Crown Prince’s old eunuch."

The more Xu Qing thought, the more interesting he found it. Just the Crown Prince’s tour could trigger so many events, just a pity that White Guardian of the Celestial Heart Sect was too unreliable.

The Crown Prince right before your eyes, why did you flee?

Acting cautious and timid like you, how can the rebel’s ambition succeed?

Xu Qing internally criticized the opponent’s actions, actually lamenting the loss of a high-quality corpse at his fingertips again.

There’s nothing more regretful in the world.

Xu Qing finished rescuing all the bodies, meanwhile, the exam results for the child students next door reached the announcement time.

"Junior brother, are you going to see the results?"

"Yes! Senior brother has nothing else to do anyway, why not accompany me? After checking the results, I’ll treat you to the elegant Flower Building!"