Legend of Swordsman

Chapter 6299: Jiang Shang?

This commander was originally an orphan. By a twist of fate, he entered the palace and became a eunuch. Due to his unique constitution, he was naturally able to cultivate. The former emperor saw him as promising and kept him close to nurture him, effectively cultivating one of his own.

Throughout the history of the Tang dynasty, every emperor practiced cultivation, yet they all suffered short lives.

Many of those who reached the late stage of the Golden Core cultivation fell due to their cultivation practices.

Only by reaching the Nascent Soul stage could one attain some longevity, though not for long.

For instance, some at the Nascent Soul stage could live for a thousand years, but Tang emperors only had lifespans of two or three hundred years.

The reason for this remained unknown.

To consolidate imperial power, each Tang emperor cultivated a group of trusted and powerful mysterious cultivators.

Thus, the Zhanxian Guard came into being.

However, they were not originally called the Zhanxian Guard, as the name was too exaggerated and might offend cultivation sects.

It wasn't until three years ago, after the Tang emperor was forced to abdicate and the throne was usurped, that the name was changed to Zhanxian Guard. Since then, their supervision of sects across the land had become increasingly stringent.

Jian Wushuang carefully pondered the information he had obtained.

The commander was a trusted minister of the former emperor and naturally became a close confidant of the new emperor after the change of power. His strength was formidable. Although he was a pseudo-Nascent Soul stage cultivator, three years ago, he had resisted a surprise attack from a foreign king, single-handedly fighting off three adversaries while successfully helping the current emperor escape. Later, he assisted the current Tang emperor in reclaiming the throne.

Such merit and such strength.

Even Jian Wushuang had to take him seriously.

"Let's go!"

Under the current circumstances, leaving was the best option.

Due to Jiang Shang's situation, Jian Wushuang suspected that they were already targeted by the Tang emperor.

However, he was curious as to why the Tang emperor hadn't sent the Zhanxian Guard to capture them, but instead, a group of demonic cultivators.

There was also the warning from Baoguang Temple.

"One last question. How much do you know about the Jiang Kingdom in the Southern Sky Realm?"

Jian Wushuang couldn't help but ask this question.

This also caused Jiang Shang behind him to be taken aback and equally curious.

The clever Jiang Shang was well aware of the current situation. As soon as she entered Tai'an City, she was warned by Master Fengjue of Baoguang Temple to leave the city. Subsequently, they were ambushed by demonic sects, which must have some indescribable connection to her background.

Moreover, she had an inexplicable feeling towards Baoguang Temple. All these things led her to suspect that the Jiang Kingdom, or perhaps her mother, had some complex ties with the Tang dynasty.

After all, her mother came from the Tang dynasty and was no ordinary person there. She might even be connected to the royal family.

The wooden-faced Golden Snake Guard paused for a moment and then slowly said, "I know a little. I was once ordered to go to the Jiang Kingdom to find a female immortal named Jiang Shang!"

"Jiang Shang?" Jian Wushuang was incredulous and then asked excitedly, "What happened next?"

"We didn't find her!"

Jiang Shang and Jiang Shang?

Jian Wushuang gasped, glancing back at Jiang Shang, as two figures emerged in his mind.

One was Jiang Shang, and the other was Jiang Shang.

He had always been mistaken. Jiang Shang was not the Jiang Shang he once knew, but very likely her mother.

It was quite normal for the two to look identical, and the totem on their bodies could be inherited through bloodline.

With this thought, Jian Wushuang's breath reversed.

Seeing his strange expression, Jiang Shang was at a loss.

"Why are you looking for Jiang Shang? How much do you know about her?" Jian Wushuang asked two questions in a row.

Xiang Yang, standing beside him, was a little confused. He didn't understand much about this, so he asked, puzzled, "Is Jiang Shang confused with Jiang Shang?"

"Shut up!" Jian Wushuang turned and glared at Xiang Yang.

Frightened, Xiang Yang immediately shut his mouth and remained silent.

"I don't know!" The Golden Snake Guard replied in a wooden tone.

Hearing this, Jian Wushuang slightly closed his eyes. When he opened them again, his figure flickered suddenly and rushed straight to the backyard of the Princess's Mansion. He reached out and grabbed another Golden Snake Guard.

He directly used thought power to control the opponent and asked the same question again.

Unfortunately, the answer was still unknown.

Jian Wushuang had no choice but to place the two of them in a dark secret passage.

At this time, Jiang Shang couldn't help but speak, "Senior, do you know my mother?"

"Her name is Jiang Shang, right?"

Jiang Shang nodded apologetically upon hearing this, as she had not mentioned it to Jian Wushuang.

Because in her heart, her mother's secret was more important, and she hadn't mentioned it even to those closest to her.

Jian Wushuang did not blame her, as it was a personal matter. He was just curious and asked, "Why do you have the same surname as your mother?"

"I don't know either. Maybe it's just a coincidence!" Jiang Shang shook her head.

This was just a matter of curiosity; Jian Wushuang was more concerned about where Jiang

Shang was.

Would the other party recognize her?

Or did they know what was going on in this world?

He was increasingly curious about this place.

Perhaps this time, he did not come in vain. It might be the opportunity for him to undergo the divine tribulation, but now he was stuck in the lower realm, and he couldn't rush. He had to

explore slowly.

At this moment, his mindset had naturally changed, coming from the mortal world and returning to the mortal world, using this as a foundation to strive for the divine tribulation. Now, what he needed to do was to return to his original state, that is, to restore the full power

of his true self, and then undergo the divine tribulation.

"Hopefully," Jian Wushuang muttered in his heart.

The rainy night continued.

There were only scattered lights in the Princess's Mansion, and as for Jian Wushuang's hiding place, it was an abandoned garden that few people visited during the day, let alone at night. Moreover, the servants in the Princess's Mansion were spreading rumors that the garden was haunted recently, often hearing someone crying, and it was a male ghost crying miserably.

And today was no exception.

"Huh?" Jian Wushuang furrowed his brow, and his figure ghosted out of the rockery.

It wasn't that he heard crying, but someone had quietly entered the back garden. Clad in white, with a noble face, yet there was a hint of sorrow between the brows. Jian Wushuang recognized the person's identity and was surprised in his heart, "Is it him?"

In the entire Princess's Mansion, he was the person with the highest thought power and

fortune.

Apart from him, there was the princess, whose fortune could suppress the imperial princess, and this person was undoubtedly the prince consort.

It was just unexpected that this prince consort would come to this remote back garden in the

middle of the night.

Jian Wushuang was not worried that the other party would enter the secret passage in the rockery. He wasn't that unlucky. The passage had been abandoned for a long time, and the prince consort probably didn't know about it.

As expected, the other party just walked to a peach tree, holding a lantern, and rummaged at the root for a while, as if looking for something. Unfortunately, he didn't find anything. Unconvinced, he searched the other peach trees, muttering something under his breath.

But the distance was too far for others to hear.

However, Jian Wushuang's powerful thought power clearly captured the other party's voice.

"Impossible, Chai Jiu said he would help me check!"

The prince consort muttered as he held the lantern and searched, anxiously digging into the black soil with his delicate hands, which soon bled.