Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress-Chapter 911 - 908: Ecstasy

Bai Qingyan stepped out of Luohong Tower, let out a long and loud whistle with her fingers, standing alone at the forefront of the soldiers.

The soldiers guarding Luohong Tower were being forced to retreat continuously by the desperados led by King Liang. Before they could even turn to look at the sound of the whistle, they saw a stallion like a white lightning bolt rush out from nowhere, trampling down the assassins beside King Liang, leaping high over everyone’s heads, and galloping toward the high steps of Luohong Tower in the direction of its master.

King Liang knew Bai Qingyan’s archery skills were impeccable, extremely formidable. Even though Bai Qingyan didn’t have the Arrow-Shooting Bow in her hand at the moment, he carefully hid his entire body behind others, remaining vigilant: "Fan Yuhuai... Bai Qingyan is right there! Kill her... rescue my father. Whether here with me or with my father, you will be a hero of Jin Kingdom!"

Fan Yuhuai, who had only one eye left, beheaded an enemy soldier with a sword, and at the instant he looked up, he only saw the image of a white horse flying over his head, exclaiming, "Stop that horse!"

The white horse charged aggressively; anyone who attempted to intercept it with a blade was stomped to the ground before they could react, spitting blood without having the time to cry out before losing breath. The white horse cared not for battle, charging rapidly towards its master amidst the chaos.

Bai Qingyan dashed forward in a few swift strides, grabbing Taiping’s saddle and leaping onto it, yanking the reins tightly; the entire snow-white steed reared and neighed, the blaze reflecting off the battle-hardened silver armor. The woman’s slender figure with the red cloak flapping fiercely, her expression sharp as a blade, exuding a murderously intense aura as if it were ablaze.

"Your Majesty!" Shen Tianzhi somehow found a red tassel spear, chased out of Luohong Tower, and through the thick smoke, threw the silver spear towards Bai Qingyan, "Catch the spear!"

Bai Qingyan twisted her wrist, fiercely plunging the sharp blade into the jade steps beneath the horse, raising her hand to catch the red tassel spear, tugged the reins to turn the horse around, and commanded loudly, "Guard the last line of defense of Luohong Tower!"

"Yes!" The soldiers responded loudly.

Bai Qingyan’s eyes were fixed on King Liang, amidst the blazing flames leaping on both sides of the stone steps, facing the scorching heat wielding a chilling blade, charging down the high steps as if riding out from the fire.

King Liang shouted hoarsely, commanding the fearsome Bai Qingyan on horseback: "Whoever slays Bai Qingyan shall be rewarded with a hundred taels of gold!"

With such a hefty reward, brave souls emerged. The desperados gathered around King Liang grew even more murderous upon hearing of the hundred taels reward.

It was a hundred pieces of gold, after all! Even if Bai Qingyan was an undefeated God of Slaughter, with so many besieging her... sooner or later, there’d be openings, who knew if luck would favor them to claim that hundred pieces of gold. A lifetime free from exchanging life for silver, licking blood off the blade dreams.

Bai Qingyan’s eyes were like an abyss, showing no change as the desperados around King Liang grew excited. Her pupils, black as ink, reflected the firelight, only displaying inscrutable coldness, deeper even than the night... so deep it startled the heart.

King Liang instinctively wanted to retreat, but the desperados craving the hundred taels, brandishing swords and rushing forward like irreversible raging torrents, drove King Liang onwards with no room to retreat.

"Force Bai Qingyan off her horse!" Fan Yuhuai called out loudly amidst the flames.

In the flickering firelight, Bai Qingyan approached with a grim face, the silver spear’s cold glint marking where blood splattered. As Fan Yuhuai approached to force Bai Qingyan off her horse, he saw the cold gleam approach, backing away repeatedly, the spear’s red tassel sweeping past his eyes, feeling warmth in his throat, hands covering it, a handful of blood.

Gasping forcefully, swallowing saliva... his throat wasn’t cut! Thankfully, only a flesh wound.

He couldn’t imagine the outcome had he retreated a second slower, clutching his neck with one hand while dragging King Liang with the other, retreating swiftly down the steps, letting the desperados eager for the hundred taels rush forward to fight.

Fan Yuhuai hadn’t forgotten how King Xian of Nandu’s corpse was lifted by Bai Qingyan with that silver spear before; besides the Arrow-Shooting Bow, that spear was also Bai Qingyan’s signature skill.

He dared not hesitate, pulled King Liang quickly back to save his life, only to see Bai Qingyan’s horse rearing its hooves, kicking down the desperados trying to force Bai Qingyan off her horse. Some, not yet reaching Bai Qingyan, were pierced through the chest by her spear...

An assassin willing to risk life for the gold saw Bai Qingyan’s spear still lodged in his comrade’s chest, gripped tightly by his comrade’s blood-soaked hands. He leapt with wild glee, believing Bai Qingyan’s head was his!

Above, Shen Tianzhi’s heart leapt into his throat, wanting to shout a warning, but his voice was caught in his throat, unable to utter a sound!

Yet the assassin, not getting closer to Bai Qingyan, was pierced through the abdomen by the spear, seemingly held aloft by the spear alone.

With the silver spear braced against the saddle, Bai Qingyan impaled the assassin leaping to behead her, her piercing gaze sweeping over the retreating assassins with newfound fear.

Beneath the horse, the would-be killer skewered through the chest still clung to the spear, lowering his head to see blood gushing out like a stream, spat blood, fell with a grimace to the ground, dying in disbelief at Bai Qingyan’s impossible speed!

Between nations, the weak fear the strong.

Between people, it is the same!

Knowing Bai Qingyan’s strength, they held a sliver of hope; but seeing Bai Qingyan wielding her silver spear so swiftly that only shadows could be glimpsed by the eyes amidst blazing flames... they realized Bai Qingyan was beyond their power to defeat!

The hundred taels, though tempting, require one to survive to enjoy spending them.

The undulating flames across Luohong Tower made it appear as daylight, deeply etching the corpse raised by Bai Qingyan into clarity. freёweɓnovel_com

The assassin on the spear let his blade fall, spewing blood, hands gripped tightly on the spear until breath ceased, as if a puppet raised high by someone.

Fan Yuhuai’s heart nearly leaped out of his throat; Bai Qingyan not only acted as if she had eyes in the back of her head, her speed... astoundingly fast, with his single eye unable to trace the motion of her spear. The desperados surrounding her... none could decipher her striking method.

The stallion Taiping beneath Bai Qingyan sensed the metallic clang cease, stamped its hooves and neighed, hot breath puffing as those assassins retreated, with Shen Tianzhi’s forces rallying around Bai Qingyan.