The Swordsman of the Gods

073. Towards the End of the Ming Success

All those years he had been in hell, that was what Yongchun felt but now after coming out of there. The world is only a few days away. It was unbelievable, Niao's words turned out to be true.

The concentrated aura of Yongchun that was originally felt by some people including Emperor Ming suddenly disappeared when Yongchun had already fallen into the blue sea. The fisherman tried to help him but Yongchun's head seemed to shake slightly, making him look ridiculous.

Several times he coughed and pulled out the sea water he drank, the pain in the chest seemed to burn it. Not only that, Niao's footprint was still on the right chest.

It was very clear and imprinted onto the skin and flesh of Yongchun. The fisherman was so worried about him that he rushed over. Back to the mainland.

“You're really okay?”

“Ohok, ohok! Hoekk ..The sea was salty once,” grumbled Yongchun while strangling his own neck.

“Hei?”

“Ugh, s*al. Niao is brash! I could have just been dropped. Good thing it's not directly to the mainland, ergh ..”

Yongchun groaned in pain and regurgitated the seawater that was still stored in his body. After a while, Yongchun then lay down on the sand. Breathe in hot air and take a deep breath and throw it away.

His mind began to calm down. The fisherman had gone and now he had returned with some water and some food.

“Drink and eat this. You must be very surprised to get dropped like that, right?”

“Before thank you for helping me. What year is it?” yongchun asked, and he drank his drink.

“Year? I remember the day a foreign guest came here and now it's been almost a week,” he replied.

“Ah, I think I will be late,” Yongchun said languidly.

“By the way why Raja—”

“I'm not a King. Never mind, I keep thinking about this. Because I have to leave as soon as possible,” Yongchun said. He got up and cleaned his clothes, which are still wet.

“Where to go?”

“Hm, it's okay. None of your business. Then, you shouldn't go to sea for now. Because soon they will come ..”

He felt the presence of some known people. Seen from a distance, dust billowing from the rapid steps of some people showed it.

Bon, Diola and Bing He came over to Yongchun. They look like wild animals targeting one common prey.

Yongchun giggled then he heard a shouting voice, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?”

“Diola is here, I should be quick to go.”

Yongchun turned around and immediately he turned away from those who were now close to approaching. But he never thought Bon was right behind him.

“Assyura!” bon shouted as he pulled Yongchun's clothes from behind. He dragged him back so he fell down.

“Wait! Waitaminute! Who are you guys!?”

Started again. Yongchun really didn't want to meet them especially Bon of course. He is willing to deny it under the pretext of forgetting everyone.

“You forgot about it again!?”

Unaccepting, Bon grabbed Yongchun's hair and made his head enter the sea once more. Yongchun rebelled, feeling short of breath as the back of his head was being held back by Bon.

“It's good! Because forgetting will make your life float! hehehehe!”

“Anu, isn't he the ruler of this region?” the fisherman asked with a little worry.

Bon looked at me with an unhappy face. He then said, “Who cares?” That's how it says.

“You!!” calling Diola on a rampage, he quickly sped up his running pace and then while pointing the sword at him, Bon dodged.

“Ergh ...again ..” This time Yongchun was really unlucky, not thinking that Bon would get any more insane.

Yongchun finally escaped. Before Diola's sword blade touched him, Yongchun ran and turned his back to Bon. The annoyed face was now uncontrollable, he slashed his back until blood spots splattered all around.

Bruk! Bon's body collapsed and trembled violently due to Yongchun's sword slash. Diola stopped immediately and turned to look at him.

“You just got home?” ask Diola to Yongchun. The tone is a little firm.

“Are you angry, uncle? But I'll be gone soon. My dealings with the northeast are not finished. So I hope not to disturb,” Yongchun said with an unusual look. Very serious.

“I've been dizzy here and there and now what? I feel like you're a little different, is it because that region is making you so difficult that your aura blooms frighteningly?” sindir Diola with a sigh.

“No time. In a moment, in the region there ..” Yongchun pointed towards the back, right towards the northeast. “New year celebrated with lantern festival. I don't have much time to stay here. You understand what I mean, don't you?” abugn.

“You mean master them?”

“Do not use harsh words so. What if someone hears how? For sure I will be labeled as the bad guy,” lantur Yongchun. He actually also already knew that around him there were some people currently hearing his talk.

“By the way, Bon. You're too weak just because I slashed your back. What have you been doing all this time?” yongchun to Bon.

“I was only injured because of your messenger.” Bon answered him with a wit.

Since then, this silence felt like it was on the discussion table. Fishermen who felt the heavy air pulled back. Go and try to forget what they just talked about.

“Pads. I was thinking for sure you were playing around,” taunted Yongchun.

“Ashura, I want to tell you this. Emperor Ming was about to invade this region. You have to move quickly because no one knows when he will move later,” explained Bing He asserted.

“I know. I knew he would attack here since I was wiped out,” Asyura said.

“What? Abolished? What do you mean say that? All this time also you went where ..actually.” Diola.

“I can't explain at length. The point is I was sent to hell and now I'm back. Some people there must also realize that the aura that was me,” said Yongchun.

“Nera—”

“Uncle, ah, I mean ruler of the middle east sea region temporarily. I am not the ruler you are talking about now, I am talking to you as Wang Yongchun, one of the higher-ups in the northeast region.” Yongchun cut out Diola's speech.

The old man was annoyed by her, his regret peaking. Diola grasped the sword firmly as if he was about to attack Yongchun.

“Don't you forget the message delivered from the two cult leaders. I go!”

Yongchun turned around and left the three of them. As he left this region, the moral responsibility of the ruler was easily forgotten.

However, it was not because Yongchun had escaped but rather that he believed in all his subordinates who were able to take the place of such a large role.

Similarly to his subordinates, Diola, Bing He and others, they believed that Yongchun— their leader would return empty-handed.