Chapter 7: Tang Family Phoenix Building (Part 2)

  "Prince Zhao misunderstood, I'm just the president of Feng Huang Lou, who dares to kill royal nobles? The 'deal' in front of us is still valid, Prince can continue to achieve his own patriotic ideals, just please take two 'Yin Yang' creation pills." Tang Boyu said coldly.

  A person under the eaves of a house cannot help but lower their head, and this is also the last chance to preserve one's life. Zhao Yin did not pretend to be polite, picked up the porcelain bottle, poured out two pills and threw them into his mouth. The yin-yang creation pill instantly turned into a warm current that flowed directly to the bottom of his stomach. Before long, the warm current rose from his stomach again, and Zhao Yin felt that his five organs were very comfortable. Suddenly, the warm current turned into scorching heat, and sweat dripped slowly from his forehead. Just as Zhao Yin was biting his teeth to resist this burning pain, a cold air burst forth, and the hot and cold airs seemed to be sworn enemies, each trying to destroy the other. They didn't care about the weakness of the battlefield, fighting with all their might, causing massive damage to the internal organs wherever they went. Outside, Zhao Yin had long since fallen to the ground in agony, gritting his teeth and struggling to hold on, with sweat pouring out of his body like a waterfall, almost forming a pool. The iron tower glared with anger, but he didn't dare to move recklessly either, as Zhao Yin's life was still in the hands of his opponent.

  Zhaoyan panted heavily, his eyes red and trembling as he stood up, asking in a low voice: "Now, will the Honorable Elder let us two leave?"

  Tang Boyu smiled slightly and said, "Young Master Zhao is indeed an impatient person. You're leaving so soon, isn't that saying that the hospitality of Feng Huang Lou is not good? Please take a short rest, I will explain to you the effect of this 'Yin Yang Creation Pill', it won't delay your time, please forgive me." Zhao Yan had no choice but to sit down, and miraculously, he felt those withered internal organs were regenerating themselves, becoming even stronger than before.

  Tang Boyu waved his hand, and the bowmen and axemen all retreated from the room. The Phoenix Building was left with only two burly men with masked faces and a young woman present. Tang Boyu stood with his hands behind his back and introduced in a loud voice: "This Yin Yang Creation Pill is a divine pill found by the emperor of the Sui Dynasty after visiting the world for a hundred years. It has the power to change one's fate, but this is just a folk legend, not worth believing. However, it is extremely precious and is the treasure of my Phoenix Building. Its effects can strengthen the body, increase lifespan, and achieve great success in martial arts. Even if one is on their last breath, they can still be saved. Unfortunately, each person can only take one pill in their lifetime, what a pity."

  From Tang Bo Yu's words, Zhao Chen heard a lot of content. This 'medicine' was a product of the Sui Dynasty period. When Li Yuan of the Tang Dynasty overthrew the Sui Dynasty and established the country, this 'medicine' fell into the hands of the Li family. The 'Yin Yang Creation Pill' is quite precious, and one person can only take one pill in their lifetime, which means that Feng Huang Lou has already experimented on people, and those who were experimented on probably didn't have a good ending. Making oneself take two pills is definitely not a good thing, it must be used to threaten oneself. What's more important is that Feng Huang Lou has already had the ability to seal the mouths of the royal family members, and is not afraid of being told on by oneself. Zhao Chen couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine, wondering how many of Feng Huang Lou's followers were lurking in the palace.

  Tang Boyu glanced at Zhao Jian's solemn face and continued, "Every half year, you need to take two more Yin Yang Creation Pills. If not, within three days, your internal organs will wither and die. Her name is Tang Yuwei, she will supervise you; Zhao Jian, listen carefully, I'm sparing your life for two reasons: one, I don't want to see the children of China suffer from foreign invasion, and two, I believe you'll still be useful in the future. If you're smart, don't waste time betraying me, take care of yourself."

  Zhao Kan's thoughts were indeed correct. Tang Boyu not only wanted to shut Zhao Kan up, but also planned to use him as a gun in the future. But what could he do now that he knew?

  "You can go first, I'll find you later." Tang Yuwei smiled sweetly and charmingly.

  Tang Boyu pulled out a 100,000 taels silver note from his sleeve and threw it on the table before turning around to leave. The people of Feng Huang Lou followed closely behind him. Suddenly, Tie Ta moved, having been suppressed for so long, he finally burst forth. Although Tie Ta looked foolish, as a warrior, he was extremely sensitive to the environment of battle. Capturing Tang Boyu would make the people of Feng Huang Lou surrender and could also save Master Zhao from his predicament. Therefore, he made a decisive move, targeting Tang Boyu directly. Just then, a beautiful figure floated in, it was Tang Yuwei. She quickly dodged Tie Ta's body, wrapped her hands around his neck, pressed her knees against his waist, and pulled him backwards. Instantly, Tie Ta lost all ability to react, his eyes rolled back, and the two of them moved extremely fast, so fast that even Zhao Jian couldn't see clearly.

  "Rain Wei girl spare his life." Zhao Jiong shouted urgently.

  Tang Yuwei threw the iron tower to one side, and the iron tower's body crushed the entire table and chairs into powder. Tang Yuwei smiled at Zhao Yan and walked out. Zhao Yan hurriedly ran over, only to see the iron tower's whole body tense with rage, filled with killing intent. Suddenly, the iron tower knelt down in front of Zhao Yan, banging its head on the ground, and said loudly: "Young master, it's all because I, Iron Tower, was incompetent and couldn't protect you fully. At this time, my skills are not 'refined', and back then I didn't listen to my master's words. I want to go back and find my master to learn martial arts again, and then come back to protect you. I hope you don't think I'm a deserter, please grant me your pardon."

  Zhao Yun suddenly burst out laughing and helped up the confused Iron Tower. After finishing his laughter, Zhao Yun said in a warm voice: "Do you still remember the oath we made? In the future, no matter where we are, we will be brothers. Maybe I won't live past half a year, but as long as I'm alive, I want to enjoy myself and do what I want. Why wait until old age to regret it? A person walks alone on the road to death? Go ahead, brother, why not take a chance? If we are destined to meet again, we will. If I can live past half a year, I will go to the Western Army, and at that time, you must come find me."

  Iron Tower nodded firmly, took a deep look, and turned to leave first. Zhao Xiao sighed, not expecting this trip to the Phoenix Building to be so perilous. He put away the silver notes on the table and also left the room, never seeing Tang Boyu and others again along the way. Mounting his horse, Zhao Xiao rode forward, as the matter of recruiting soldiers could not be delayed. Zhao Xiao did not believe that the Phoenix Building would use expensive "Yin" Yang Creation Pills to support a useless person, and it was urgent for him to grasp his own power.

  On the other side, Feng Huang Building tenth floor

  Tang Boyu was handing over to Tang Yuwei: "Give that kid five years, if he doesn't make a move, kill him and take back his head. This is the key to re-refining the medicine, don't be soft-hearted like last time. All members of the Zhao royal family should die, they're not worth sympathizing with." Tang Boyu's words were clearly more sinister than before.

  "Yes, President, this time Ru Wei will not lose again."

  "Step down, remember your face is too 'dazzling', just maintain the current beauty." Tang Boyu said faintly with his back to Tang Yuwei. Tang Yuwei's expression darkened, and she gave a slight bow before retreating out of the room.

  Tang Yuwei arrived at her residence, removed the human-shaped mask, and a perfect face appeared. She looked at the placed spirit tablets, her charming eyes filled with sorrow. Tang Yuwei gently picked up the spirit tablet, carefully wiping it with a handkerchief, muttering to herself: "Xiao Shi, I still can't die now, after I repay the favor of the president, we will meet again." Two lines of clear tears slid down her face...

  Zhao Yun rode his horse at full speed on the official road, the sun had already set, and it was about to get dark. He had to reach the outer city and go to the training ground of the Forbidden Army the next day, but spending the night in the wilderness was extremely unsafe. The long ride had exhausted his horse. Zhao Yun found that his senses were even more acute than before, and he could hear the sounds of mosquitoes within a hundred meters clearly. His eyesight was sharper, and he could see the patterns on the leaves of trees within a hundred meters clearly. His body also became lighter and more agile.

  "Is this the 'miraculous' effect of the Yin Yang Creation Pill?" Zhao Xiao thought to himself, just as he was lost in thought, a large procession suddenly appeared at the front corner, with hundreds of guards leading the way. The atmosphere was extraordinary. Zhao Xiao's horse suddenly charged towards the procession, and he had no choice but to lightly tap his foot on the stirrup, causing the horse to jump up and land steadily on the ground. The people in the carriage saw that although Zhao Xiao was not yet twenty years old, he possessed such excellent lightness skills, and couldn't help but praise him: "Good kung fu!"

  Zhao Jian's horse suddenly charged into the convoy, and the porters' horses were thrown to the ground. The goods on the carts were scattered all over the place. A tall and sturdy guard shouted loudly and stretched out his hands to grab the reins of the runaway horse as it passed by him. With a swift pull, the horse was brought to the ground. Zhao Jian witnessed this scene and immediately felt that this convoy was not ordinary. The power to train such subordinates should not be underestimated.

  "This young master is in such a hurry, could it be that there is something urgent on his mind? If so, he can leave quickly. If not, if I can help with anything below, I will not decline." A young man with a face as white as jade and wearing elegant clothes walked out of the carriage frame, smiling and saying.

  This person has an ethereal quality, giving people a feeling of being bathed in the warmth of spring. Just from his appearance, one can tell he's a humble gentleman. The bodyguards tame Zhao Yun's horse and quickly form a neat line, showing their rigorous training. The bodyguards draw their swords and stand around Zhao Yun, exuding an aura of murder.

  Zhao Song was quite embarrassed and also felt guilty, so he didn't reveal his identity. He cupped his hands and said: "I was momentarily careless, I hope you can forgive me. Whatever losses there are, I will definitely compensate."

  "You're too kind, little brother. Don't mind this trivial matter, but I'm afraid your horse won't be usable anymore. You can choose any of my fine horses to use instead, don't be polite." The man in elegant attire said with a warm and refined tone.

  Zhao Bian looked at his own horse, which was lying on the ground and clearly unable to get up, apparently with a fractured leg. Behind the carriage team were indeed hundreds of horses being led. This finely dressed man was so polite, it was unclear whether he was friend or foe? But it wouldn't be good manners to decline his offer, so he cupped his hands in thanks and said: "I do have urgent business, I'll borrow a horse for now and will definitely return it another day, I hope you'll leave your esteemed name so I can repay you another day."

  Here is the translation:

  "Below is Zhenshuibao Chen Zhiyuan. Tomorrow, you can come to Beibao, 50 miles southeast of Bianjing City, and we will gather there. Chen certain humbly awaits your arrival." He finished with a bow. Zhao Yin was not polite either, selecting horses from the hundreds led by the horse team. A black horse caught his eye, this horse was one circle bigger than the others, its eyes were sharp and untamed, it must be a fine steed of a thousand miles, no other horse dared to approach it, with an air of pride and arrogance, like an emperor. Zhao Yin said to Chen Zhiyuan who had already gotten off the carriage and walked to the side: "This is the one."

  The guard beside him stepped forward and said to Chen Zhiyuan: "Young master, this horse has been booked by someone, now sending it away..."

  Chen Zhiyuan smiled and said, "No harm done. A gentleman's word is his bond, so I'll let it go this time." Zhao Yan nodded in gratitude, turned around, mounted his horse, and galloped away.