Rebirth: So what if my husband is a little crazy? He loves me.

Chapter 238 The Crimson Lotus Saint

"Did you leave any clues along the way?" the masked man asked Shen Li in a low voice.

Shen Li sheathed the dagger and shrugged: "No."

She was telling the truth. The mountain path was steep and difficult to walk, and with these people watching her the whole time, even if she could do something, it would be too subtle for Gu Chang'an to notice.

Despite Shen Li's calm demeanor, the masked man did not believe her, gripping his longsword as if ready to attack at any moment.

The dilapidated temple was quickly surrounded, and a group of people jogged in; it wasn't the sound of official boots.

The group stopped in front of the palace gate and said to those inside, "Your Majesty, your subordinate Chen Tianming, the leader of the Anzhou branch, has come to pay his respects."

Shen Li's brow twitched. The Red Lotus Sect revered the Holy Son and Holy Daughter, with the Holy Son being the most supreme among them. It could be said that the Holy Son was the actual controller of the entire Red Lotus Sect.

She looked at the boy opposite her, her gaze becoming even more intense; she hadn't expected him to be such a big fish.

The masked man relaxed a little upon hearing the voice, waved his hand to signal his men to stop, and then said, "Come in."

Two maids lit the lamps.

Shen Li saw a burly man stride in, kicking up a cloud of dust. He walked to the center of the hall, bowed to the masked man, and said in a deep voice, "Your subordinate greets Your Majesty the Holy Son."

"Get up. Won't Chief Chen bringing so many people attract the attention of the authorities?" the man asked, his clear voice carrying a hint of authority.

“This area is remote, and the government doesn’t have enough manpower to investigate it yet. How is the Holy Son’s injury?” Chen Tianming asked after getting up.

"It's just a minor injury, nothing serious. I'm not very familiar with this place. How does Chief Chen plan to help me get through Anzhou City?"

"If there are only a few people, we can get away with it, but if there are many, we'll have to split them into batches." Chen Tianming pondered for a moment and then asked, "May I ask how many people Your Highness needs to pass through?"

Shen Li raised her eyelids and stood up without making a sound.

"As Chief Chen can see, there are only these dozen or so people," the masked man replied.

"That's easy. Let's not delay. I'll help you leave." Chen Tianming said as he walked towards the masked man and reached out to support him.

The masked man placed his hand on it, and just as he stood up, he heard a woman's voice from behind him: "Be careful, it's a trap."

At the same time the man heard the sound, he saw Chen Tianming draw a dagger from the shadows with his other hand, which was stabbing towards him.

He was suddenly startled and struck out with his palm in an instant, while simultaneously retreating rapidly.

This series of unexpected events was something no one had anticipated. By the time the people inside the room reacted, Chen Tianming had already flown out of the main hall and landed heavily on the ground.

"Wow……"

Chen Tianming's lungs and internal organs were shattered by a single palm strike, and he coughed up a mouthful of blood, becoming extremely weak.

"Master." The people outside the hall surrounded him.

Inside the hall, the masked man was at the center, and the experts were extremely nervous: "Holy Son, are you alright?"

"Chen Tianming, what are you trying to do?" Mingyue asked angrily.

Chen Tianming was helped to sit up, and after catching his breath, he sneered, "From today onwards, the whole world will know that the Holy Son is dead. The Holy Son need not worry, the Grand Elder will take over the Red Lotus Sect."

"You bastard, how dare you try to help that old scoundrel usurp the throne?" A master in the hall said, "We would rather die than let you have your way."

"Go ahead and try, let's see how you few can stop me." Chief Chen waved his hand, and dozens of archers entered from outside, crouching down at the same time and starting to fire arrows inward.

"Use the door as cover and find cover," the masked man commanded in a low voice.

So the bed that Shen Li had just made was lifted up, and the two of them dragged the door panel to block it. The door panel couldn't be penetrated for a while, and waves of arrows shot in through the broken window.

Those inside the hall hid behind pillars and leaped onto the roof beams, but some were still hit by arrows due to injuries that made it difficult for them to walk.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

The main hall was instantly engulfed by a rain of arrows, and the last door was also breached. Arrows shot at the central statue of the Daoist Lord, but were blocked by the clay body.

Finally, taking advantage of the moment when the arrows outside stopped, the holy son leaped outside, and with his longsword moving like a silver snake, swiftly took the lives of dozens of archers.

People outside the Taoist temple surged in from all directions, and those inside the main hall also rushed out, knowing that those hiding inside would soon face a great fire burning down the temple.

Although the dozen or so men led by the Holy Son were all injured, they were all experts who had survived battles against overwhelming odds, and they were still capable of putting up a fight even against the overwhelming numbers of the enemy.

On this bright, moonlit night, blood splattered beneath the moonlight, a fight to the death ensued.

Shen Li peeked out from behind the Daoist statue to watch the battle scene; the view was very clear from the high vantage point.

When she heard Chen Tianming probing how many men the Holy Son had, she realized something might be wrong, so she quietly left her position and went around to the back.

Before Chen Tianming unleashed his killing move, she reminded the Holy Son. Once the two started fighting, she took advantage of the chaos to hide behind the Dao Lord statue. She knew that this confrontation was inevitable.

It seems the Red Lotus Sect isn't very united, but she still hopes that the Holy Son can win. There are still clues to be found on him; if he dies, all the leads will be lost.

Moreover, she wasn't confident that she could escape unscathed from the siege of so many experts from this branch. Although she was exceptionally talented, she hadn't learned that many techniques.

Most importantly, she didn't want to take any risks.

The fighting outside continued. It seemed that the opposing side did not have many people, only a few hundred. The battles were evenly matched, with the experts on the Holy Son's side falling one after another, but also taking away a lot of people from the branch.

The Holy Son was still the strongest fighter. He practiced some kind of technique, and his sword strikes were extremely fast. He could easily take the lives of more than a dozen people with a single move, each sword piercing the throat with ease.

Apart from Shen Li, almost no one could see how he drew his sword; it was just too fast.

But Shen Li could see it clearly. Not only could she see it clearly, but her wrist was also trying to imitate his movements. She quickly realized that it was very difficult because it required not only hand skills but also graceful and agile movements. It was clear that it required a virgin's training to master.

Although this young man may not be the most intelligent of the Holy Sons, his strength is truly formidable. No wonder he was able to annihilate so many Imperial Guards twice.

If it weren't for his mother's arrow, the emperor would have been dead long ago.

With his ruthlessness, the branch's men suffered repeated defeats, but only four of his dozen or so men remained.

Seeing that the situation was settled, Shen Li put away her dagger, slightly tilted the Laozi statue, and jumped down from the platform.

If anyone saw her do this, they would surely suspect that her internal energy was not sealed, otherwise how could this stone statue, which looks to weigh hundreds of pounds, move?

"You two, go and kill that man." Shen Li, wearing a veil, pointed to Chen Tianming, who was being supported by someone, and addressed the two maids.

Clearly, this person was the one in charge, but the Holy Son was entangled and couldn't break free.