Chương 333: 277, Gu Yuena: Di Tian, protect Bi Ji's butt! [Big Chapter]_1
"I must have run into a madman in broad daylight!"
"I've been guarding the city for so many years, seen people disguised as soldiers, officials, maids, and cooks trying to sneak into the Imperial City, but this is the first time someone has impersonated our Ancestral Patriarch!"
"Hahaha, this is killing me!"
"Kid, how many guts did you eat for lunch? Do you realize that the person you're impersonating is someone before whom even the Pirate Empress would kneel before their statue three times?"
Lin Yi smiled and remained silent, standing there nonchalantly, looking at them as if he were sizing up ants.
However, the guard who wasn't laughing started to look increasingly strange.
That statue had been there for quite a few years, they saw it almost every day while guarding, and its image was etched into their minds.
The youth before them... hiss, now that you mention it, he does look somewhat familiar.
"He does resemble the Ancestral Patriarch quite a bit, haha."
"Psh, just a coincidence."
"Besides, the chances of the Ancestral Patriarch showing up in front of us are even lower than finding a gold nugget in your meal."
"And if it really were the Ancestral Patriarch, he'd have plastered us against the wall with a flick of his hand by now, why would he still be talking to us?"
Listening to the two guards banter back and forth, Lin Yi suddenly nodded his head as if realizing something—right, plaster you against the wall and I could just go in.
"Thank you for the suggestion."
"What?"
They looked puzzled.
Lin Yi then waved his hand, and the two guards instantly took flight, rotating in mid-air with dumbfounded expressions as they flew towards the high wall.
They soared to a height of dozens of meters, screaming profanities due to tremendous fear, before sticking onto the city wall and becoming unable to move no matter how much they struggled.
Lin Yi gave a slight smile as a curious crowd quickly gathered behind him to watch the excitement.
"What's going on here?!"
"Who is this young man?"
"Hiss... he's so handsome!"
"He said he's our Ancestral Patriarch, I just overheard it from the side!"
"What the hell?! Ancestral Patriarch? Someone on the street said earlier that they ran into the Ancestral Patriarch in broad daylight!"
...
Lin Yi walked straight into the city gates.
The city dwellers behind him also curiously followed, and the astute ones had just compared Lin Yi's likeness with the statue, causing an uproar of astonishment.
They were now truly willing to believe that the Ancestral Patriarch had descended!
No sooner had he entered the Imperial City than a large number of soldiers clad in armor poured out, but these soldiers were somewhat different.
Lin Yi's eyes narrowed slightly as he discerned an "aura" from these soldiers that ordinary people did not possess.
Could it be that these soldiers were the Cultivators cultivated by that unfilial daughter, who had come down to the mortal realm to be soldiers with her?
No wonder, with an army composed of Cultivators attacking Great Zhou, how could a mortal army possibly compete against them?
Lin Yi's mouth curled up, and he waved his hand again, causing these soldiers to involuntarily fly into the air.
Over a thousand soldiers floated in the sky in neat order, a sight as spectacular as it was bizarre!
The civilians behind him ran into the Imperial City in shock, craning their necks to look up at the sky, all utterly dumbfounded!
This Divine Power seemed even more formidable than any Immortal they had seen before...
Lin Yi walked slowly forward, and the soldiers floating in the sky, without exception, screamed as they all flew towards the tall city walls. Each of them ended up stuck to the wall, struggling in vain.
For a moment, the city wall was filled with curses filled with maternal fervor.
The wall was large enough to stick more people on it, and Lin Yi was quite delighted. He didn't even look back as he kept walking forward.
...
Deep within the Imperial City.
"Your Majesty, right at the city gate, a young man claiming to be the Ancestral Patriarch has broken in!"
"Ha, someone dares to impersonate the Ancestral Patriarch nowadays? My Immortal Army is not to be trifled with."
Reclining on a soft couch, the stunning Empress smiled faintly, captivating souls, as she picked up a washed grape from the plate and chewed it delicately with her cherry-like lips.
"The Immortal Army... Your Majesty, just have a look and you'll know!"
"Nagging."
The Empress frowned, her delicately drawn brows knitting together.
Just then, a soul-shaking voice came through, containing an ineffable supreme power that commanded respect.
"Unworthy descendants, I have arrived, won't you come out and see me?"
"Ah!"
The Empress tumbled off the couch in shock.
The moment the voice arrived, the vast Divine Power within her felt as if it had been shackled.
"Where did that voice come from?!"
"If this servant hasn't guessed wrong... it's from the direction of the city gates..."
"Move the carriage! Hurry, let's go see!"
The Empress's eyes were wide with terror. She clutched her chest, as that voice had caused the blood in her body to boil suddenly.
Could it be...
...
Within the depths of the palace, a procession hurried out, the Empress not even having time to ride in her palanquin. Her ornate dress fluttered wildly with her frantic movements.
Upon arriving at the gates, everyone stopped dead in their tracks.
They saw the stone city wall plastered with soldiers!
Above, a continuous stream of cries and curses could be heard, and right below, a handsome young man was casually walking toward them.
The Empress stared at the approaching figure, her body trembling.
The young man was the very spitting image of the one deep in her memory!
The Ancestral Patriarch had come to punish her!
The Empress, feeling guilty, had erected a statue of the Ancestral Patriarch after claiming the throne and worshipped it daily for peace of mind, and yet the Ancestral Patriarch had still come to settle the score?
Lin Yi finally encountered the unfilial daughter. He raised his hand and pointed forward, and before he even spoke, the Empress collapsed to the ground, her eyes brimming with tears, resignedly sitting down, the picture of pitiable vulnerability.
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