Chapter 69: Filial Piety Takes Precedence Over a Hundred Virtues

  Yang Guang's eyes turned red with rage as he endured the intense headache caused by the invasion of evil wind, and his only thought was to alleviate the pain through frenzied slaughter. However, no matter how many moves he made, even using the Tiger Soul God Knife that had been sealed away for many years, Yang Zhao somehow managed to hold on. The anger fueled his headache, making it even more severe. Suddenly, his savage nature took over, and despite having exhausted all his "Storm" knife techniques, he refused to retreat and regroup, instead furiously shouting: "Why?! Why won't you die, you little beast?! Why why why why?!" He wildly swung his sword, chopping and slashing with abandon.

  A violent knife combined with an angry man. Although the tiger's claws have no moves or styles, each cut has the power to open mountains and split rocks. Yang Zhao tightly grasped the divine sword in his hand to resist, absorbing the dark energy and releasing the light energy, which should make him invincible. However, Yang Guang was like a mad tiger, cutting over a hundred times in one breath, his strength not only didn't weaken, but instead grew stronger and seemed endless.

  To know that the Yin-Yang Command can absorb and release external forces, but it still needs a buffer time. As a medium for transmission, Little Wang was in the midst of it, and the energy that the Yin-Yang Command couldn't absorb and resolve in time was all borne by him. Even if each knife's residual force was negligible, the accumulation of small amounts would still make Little Wang suffer. He leaned against the concave earth wall with his back, just like he was half-lying on the ground, with no room to retreat. His right hand's tiger mouth had already cracked and bled.

  If Yang Zhao were to really fight back against his enemy, he would have launched a fierce counterattack long ago and wouldn't be in this awkward situation where he can only defend himself without being able to strike back. But now, the person in front of him is his own father, Yang Guang. A son fighting his father would incur heavenly wrath and public condemnation. Even if Yang Zhao had extraordinary abilities, he was still constrained by his circumstances, constantly worried about being restrained, unable to fully utilize his martial arts skills, and could only grit his teeth and desperately hold on. In contrast, Yang Guang, who was simultaneously affected by the violent power of the tiger's ferocity and his old head wound, became more frenzied and brutal with each strike. After a round of swift attacks yielded no results, the knife's momentum suddenly shifted. The tiger-shaped knife changed from its original orange-red color to icy blue, and a chilling aura burst forth from the blade, causing the surrounding air to rapidly freeze and condense, signaling the start of another one of the Seven Great Limitation Knife Techniques - "Ice Hail".

  Yang Zhao's eyes suddenly contracted, and he knew that if he was frozen in place, it would be a dead end. In desperation, he had no choice but to exhaust all means to protect himself first, and could only shout: "Your Majesty, forgive me!" The white Yang Command rushed back to reinforce before the Tiger Soul Beheading, and clashed with the black Yin Command.

  "Ahhh~" A strange voice burst out, and the black and white vortex exploded violently. The two instruments and eight methods - "Heavenly Collapse Earth Split"! The unmatched shockwave spread rapidly, blasting the Tiger Soul God Knife straight up. The "Ice Hail" knife technique collapsed before it was even released, and the remaining momentum caused a hundred knives to be unleashed in succession. Yang Guang's true energy had been exhausted, and he could no longer control his body shape. He was blown backward, flying off the ground, and had to use the Tiger Soul Knife to dissipate the force. The fierce knife left a deep gash on the ground, spanning the entire depression. Only then did the knife master barely manage to steady himself. This knife still couldn't kill anyone, Yang Guang's heart felt unfulfilled, and his anger grew stronger. He raised his knife high, took a deep breath, re-gathered his strength, and once again mobilized the cold ice knife energy, vowing to personally behead his enemy and end it quickly.

  The battle is not over yet, no matter how helpless it is, we can only continue to hold on. Yang Zhao also gritted his teeth and got up, the fire qilin shape appeared, its momentum was half a point less than Yang Guang's. The yin-yang order pointed to the sky and the ground, and it was again the "great perfection if lacking" heart method. However, the black air in his eyes was getting thicker and more intense, which was the ultimate skill, the dark seven heavens were about to be launched.

  When it really came down to it, there was no choice but to do so. Even if it meant bearing the infamy of a son striking his father, it was better than letting Yang Guang continue to slaughter innocents.

  As the flames of war were about to erupt once more, a silver snake suddenly emerged from the clouds, and another thunderous explosion shook the air. The dazzling silver light illuminated everything, causing both Yang Zhao and Yang Guang to involuntarily cover their eyes. In that brief moment, a majestic figure burst forth with a mighty roar, moving at incredible speed like a flying general. His aura was so powerful that even the Tiger Soul God Knife seemed clumsy in comparison. He approached Yang Guang, slapped his palm down without warning, and firmly grasped the blade of the Tiger Soul Knife between his palms. The Crown Prince of Sui was enraged, summoning all his strength to try and retrieve his divine sword and shred the man before him into a thousand pieces. However, it was like an ant trying to shake a giant tree - no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't succeed. The man simply said in a deep voice, "Your Highness, you're tired. Take a rest." After a pause, he shouted loudly, "Su Gong!"

  Two figures flew out in response. The person on the left had their hand stained with cinnabar and quickly drew a symbol in mid-air, emitting a bright red light that immediately formed a talisman. "Go!" they shouted. The talisman flew out and struck Yang Guang's heart, causing his body to violently shake. The woman on the right seized the opportunity and rushed forward, also striking out with a talisman that imprinted itself on Yang Guang's heavenly spirit. A faint blue light spread throughout his body, but it only lasted for an instant. His eyes, which had been filled with anger, suddenly became dull and lifeless. Yang Guang's eyelids drooped downwards, his muscles relaxed, and he no longer had the strength to grasp the tiger's soul. As his fingers slipped loose, his body leaned forward and he fell to the ground, kneeling softly before losing consciousness.

  Yang Zhao let out a long sigh, smiling bitterly as if relieved of a heavy burden: "Master, Duke of Yue, Aunt Blue Silk. You've finally... arrived." Before he finished speaking, he felt his muscles ache with fatigue and unable to support himself. His body swayed, and involuntarily, he sat down on the Yin Yang token with a thud, panting heavily.

  The arrivals were none other than the orthodox master of the Extremely Joyful Sect, Mohe Ye, as well as Yang Su, the Duke of Yue, and his female disciple, Lan Si. They had been in the Ganlu Temple within the inner court discussing important matters with Emperor Yang Jian when they suddenly heard the commotion from this side and saw the Tiger Soul Godly Knife break through the seal. Knowing that something was amiss, they hastily set off to hurry over. In the end, they were able to stop Yang Guang from continuing his attack just in time before the father-son conflict escalated into an irretrievable situation. The two talismans cast by Yang Su and Lan Si were the Clear Mind Incantation of the Mystic School of Taoism, which could calm the mind, clear the spirit, and alleviate pain. Used to counteract the evil wind afflicting Yang Guang's mind, although it couldn't cure the symptoms, it was indeed effective in treating the root cause.

  On that day, in the Temple of Ultimate Bliss, Yang Zhao was kidnapped by Ning Daoqi and Fan Qinghui. Moha Ye had always been confident in his own abilities, but he couldn't protect his own disciple, and the guilt and regret in his heart had been growing deeper with each passing day. At this moment, when he heard his young disciple call out to him with a tone full of joy and affection, his heartstrings trembled slightly, and his eyes also flashed with warmth. However, as the master of the Temple of Ultimate Bliss, Moha Ye was not willing to show too much emotion in front of outsiders, so he only responded with a faint "hmm". He walked over, inserted the Tiger-Quelling Brush into the ground, and said, "Sit down. Hold onto your origin, calm your mind." Then, he sat down behind Little Wangye, used the Golden Vajra Seal to help him circulate his energy and heal his wounds. On the other side, Yang Su was also helping Yang Guang in the same way, while Lansi stood guard beside them. Although she was worried sick, her eyes couldn't help but keep glancing at Little Wangye.

  In the end, women are always a bit gossipy. In fact, Blue Silk had seen Yang Zhao before (of course, that was not this Yang Zhao), but she didn't pay much attention to this child. This time, Yang Zhao actually caused such a shocking disaster, and as soon as he came back, he stirred up another big commotion, which really made people wonder. Just as Blue Silk looked up, she heard the sound of many footsteps coming from that direction. She lightly sighed, jumped onto the mound to welcome them, and respectfully saluted: "Commoner's daughter Blue Silk, greetings to Your Majesty and Her Majesty. Ah, and also to the Crown Princess."

  The arrivals were none other than the current Emperor Yang Jian of Sui, Empress Dugu, and the Xiao family. In addition, there was also Duke Xian of Tang Li Yuan, Duke Gong of Xu Yuwen Shu, and Marquis Zhenwu Dugu Feng, as well as a large number of palace guards. The procession was grand and impressive. Emperor Yang Jian, being related by blood and flesh, didn't bother with the formalities and waved his hand casually, saying: "No need for formalities, rise up. Where is the Crown Prince? And how is Zhao'er doing?"

  "The prince and the young master are...unharmed." Lan Si stood up and made way, saying: "Master and Guoshi are helping them to circulate their breath. However..." She turned back to glance at the ruins before her, shaking her head as she continued: "All the guards in this hall...have sacrificed themselves."

  Yang Jian let out a long sigh, waved his hand to keep the guards in place, and pulled up Dugu Empress. He walked forward to the edge of the pit and looked down. Although the pit had a slope, as the Emperor and Empress, it was naturally not suitable for them to go down like this. Xiao Shi's eyes were filled with tears, worried about her husband and son, but with so many outsiders present, including her father-in-law and mother-in-law, she couldn't make any moves, and was really suffering.

  Mohe Yexiu was deeply moved, and in this world, apart from the Tianjing successor who had gone far away to the Western Regions and the 9,000-year-old in the Heavenly Pit Valley, no one else could think of a third person. The "Diamond Solution" was used to treat internal injuries, and its effect was so good that it was beyond words. Just after a moment, Yang Zhao opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood, but the color was not bright red, but deep brown like ink. His spirit lifted, he said in a low voice: "Alright, thank you Master. That... can you also help my father?"

  "It's not necessary." Mohe Ye stood up and patted his shoulder, saying: "The prince's injury is not serious, and with Su Gong by his side, nothing will happen. Get up, follow me to see the emperor. Don't worry, when the time comes, just say what you have to say. No matter what, Master will definitely protect you."

  Moheye's two sentences were lightly written, but Yang Zhao felt a warmth in his heart. He turned around and looked at Yang Guang, couldn't help but let out a sigh, then followed Moheye up the mound, and knelt down respectfully to Yang Jian and Empress Dugu, saying: "Grandson pays respects to Imperial Grandfather, Imperial Grandmother."

  "Get up. Ah, Zhao'er you..." Yang Jian's words had only just begun when he suddenly realized there were outsiders present and hastily stopped speaking. Shaking his head, furrowing his brow, he asked: "How did it come to this with your father the king? And it's ended up like this. If word gets out, will the dignity of the Sui dynasty still exist?" By the end, his tone had become quite severe.

  How could Yang Zhao respond to this? It's really not suitable no matter how you say it. Although the Sui Dynasty claims to respect Buddhism as the national religion, everyone in the court and the countryside, especially those from prestigious families, consider themselves Confucian disciples. They attach great importance to the word "filial piety". When a father beats his son, it's considered natural and reasonable; but if a son dares to hit back at his father, regardless of who is right or wrong, his reputation will be ruined first. All the scholars in the world can drown you with just one mouthful of saliva. So at this moment, Young Master Wang could only smile bitterly. Having no other choice, he looked towards Xiao Shi and said softly: "Mom..."

  Xiao sighed and said in a low voice, "It's not Zhao Er's fault. It's the Crown Prince who got angry and triggered his old illness again. Your Majesty, you also know how much that illness tortures people."

  "Yes... Fortunately, there is still Duke of Yue. Yang Jian also sighed and asked loudly: "Duke of Yue, how is the Crown Prince?"

  At this time, Yang Su had just finished his operation and stood up to bow: "I report to Your Majesty, the Crown Prince is only temporarily out of breath. With a little rest, he will be fine."

  The Empress Dugu nodded and, without waiting for her husband to speak, took the lead in speaking: "It's troublesome for Duke Yue." Turning around, she ordered: "All of you officials, today's matter will stop here for now, please return." Her tone was stern, making people tremble with fear.

  The Empress Dugu had always been strong-willed, and many things in the imperial court couldn't be decided without her opinion. Moreover, this was a matter of the imperial family, and they were all outsiders, so it was best not to interfere if possible. Upon hearing the Empress's words, Li Yuan, Yuwen Shu, Dugu Feng and others all felt relieved and bowed their heads in obedience, each one retreating faster than the last.

  For the sake of King Shu Yang Xiu, Empress Dugu originally had some dissatisfaction with Yang Zhao. But now that they've met face to face, this grandson is behaving properly and her anger has dissipated somewhat. As for the matter of her son and grandson "fighting", Empress Dugu also knew about Yang Guang's old illness, so she didn't blame the young king for being unfilial. Moreover, what was most important at present wasn't blaming her grandson, but rather figuring out the ins and outs of that matter first.

  Dugu Empress sighed, walked forward and pulled Yang Zhao up, patted the dust off his body, saying: "Go with your mother to send your father back to the palace to rest first, then come to Ganlu Temple. The Emperor and I will listen carefully, what exactly did you do this time when you went to Shu?"

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  Uh, by the way, let me explain Yang Guang's martial arts skills and possession of Hu Bo. Everyone review Shen Bing 3.5 episode 80, Yang Guang led 30,000 troops to destroy the demon alliance, it was holding Hu Bo to command the army. There was also a famous general Han Qiu Tiger, Yang Guang killed enemies in front of him with Hu Bo without any cover, so logically speaking, Yang Jian must have known that Yang Guang had Hu Bo and knew the seven major limits - after all, it's impossible for 30,000 soldiers to keep their mouths shut, right?