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Yan Shisan's voice was cold and brief.
Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Duanping's fists were already clenched white, and he could barely contain his anger.
It is the foundation upon which a martial artist stands; how can it be easily handed over? Even one's closest relatives may not be able to see it again.
How could Yan Shisan's domineering demands not enrage people?
If it weren't for the power of the Azure Dragon Society, Jiang Renting and Jiang Duanping would have already made their move.
However, even though they suppressed their anger, their faces remained ashen.
“The Book of Oblivion is the foundation of my brother’s livelihood, so I’m afraid I can’t comply,” Jiang Renting said in a deep voice. “How about we change the terms? As long as the World Society can do it, we will not refuse.”
If he weren't afraid of the Azure Dragon Society, given his temperament, he would have already ordered an ambush and killing.
But at this moment, he must remain calm—if he acts impulsively, Tianxia Society may be removed from the Kyushu list.
"Why invite trouble upon yourself?" Yan Shisan sighed softly, slowly drawing his Bone Poison Sword.
Ye Gucheng remained silent, and the Flying Rainbow Sword flashed with a cold light.
In an instant, a wave of killing intent swept across the entire area.
The temperature in the air dropped sharply.
"Stop putting on airs!" Jiang Duanping roared, gripping his longsword horizontally. "What fear has a martial artist of death? If you want to fight, then fight!"
Watching their backs recede into the distance.
Jiang Renting staggered two steps and collapsed to the ground in despair.
Those once bright eyes had now lost their sparkle.
Jiang Duanping rushed forward to help him up, his voice filled with alarm.
He then noticed that his elder brother's palms were icy cold and his sleeves were already soaked with cold sweat.
It turns out that my older brother had been silently enduring all of this all along...
Jiang Renting forced a smile and gently patted his younger brother's hand: "It's alright, go back."
"What? Zhu Wushi ran away?"
Zhu Houzhao suddenly stood up, his sleeve flipping over the teacup on the table and spilling tea all over the floor.
Wei Jinzhong knelt on the ground, his forehead pressed against the gold brick: "This old minister has failed in his duty; I beg Your Majesty to punish me."
He clenched his fist tightly in his sleeve, his nails digging deep into his palm. He should have expected the Night Emperor's return would alarm that old fox...
"Fine," Zhu Houzhao said, rubbing his temples. "Where are the others? Don't tell me..."
"The rest of the rebels have been detained!" Wei Jinzhong hurriedly presented a scroll of bamboo slips. "There is also a list of court officials who colluded with Zhu Wushi."
The moment the bamboo slips were unfurled, a cold glint flashed in Zhu Houzhao's eyes.
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His gaze swept over the list, giving it a cold glance.
He laughed in extreme anger, his voice chilling and piercing.
"Good! What a bunch of beasts who betray their Lord for personal gain!"
"Issue the imperial decree: according to the list, exterminate their entire clan of ten generations!"
Each word was like a knife, carrying an overwhelming killing intent.
Wei Jinzhong felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
Stealing a glance at the emperor's icy face.
His throat bobbed, and he dared not hesitate.
Clutching the silk, he quickly retreated.
The heel of the boot crushed the deathly silence of the hall.
......
The palaces of Xianyang are locked behind heavy curtains.
Ying Zheng tapped the corner of the table with his fingers.
"Not even a single clue could be found."
"Who else could it be besides the Azure Dragon Society?"
A sharp curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
But his eyes revealed absolute certainty.
Suddenly, his brow furrowed.
"But the chaos of the Sui dynasty has persisted until now, so we will not take it—"
What exactly is being sought?
Zhao Gao rushed into the hall with small, quick steps.
"Master Beiming returns to court."
The emperor's eyes suddenly lit up.
The Taoist priest, his green robe stained with dust, stepped in.
"How are your injuries, my dear minister?"
Ying Zheng left the table and got up.
Even if one knew in advance that the Grandmaster had been injured,
I am still deeply shaken at this moment—
The nine provinces are but a handful.
To be able to inflict such severe damage on them,
How tragic must it have been?
"After a month of recuperation, there will be no problem."
Bei Mingzi reluctantly bowed.
He himself did not expect that,
He almost lost a century of cultivation.
Victory or defeat is not something that can be easily determined.
Even if they fight for three days and three nights, they may not be able to see the outcome.
Unless the disparity in strength between the two sides is too great.
Such injuries are extremely rare.
Unexpectedly, in the midst of the fierce battle, the enemy's base was attacked.
He was instantly consumed by rage and descended into a rage.
It's really like a dumb person eating bitter herbs, unable to express his pain.
"My dear minister, there's no need to force yourself. I am not one to be harsh!"
"Zhao Gao, send him back first, then get him some healing pills."
"As a meritorious official of our Great Qin, how can we let him feel disheartened!"
Ying Zheng waved his hand to stop him from speaking, as he seemed about to.
He then gave instructions to Zhao Gao.
Zhao Gao bowed and accepted the order.
He then helped Bei Mingzi back down slowly.
Not long after the two left,
The Heavenly Dao Golden List hanging in the sky suddenly trembled.
A thousand rays of golden light illuminate the entire land.
Ying Zheng's eyebrows twitched slightly.
Knowing that this was the unveiling of the new rankings on the Heavenly Golden List,
He immediately strode out of the hall.
Everyone looked up as well.
All eyes were focused on the sky.
Chapter 38 Golden Light
Lines of text appeared on the Heavenly List.
077 - Kyushu Power Ceiling Ranking - 5th Place!
[Nine Provinces Power Ranking - Fifth Place: Li Taibai, Cultivation Level: Mid-stage Celestial Being.]
[Identity: A banished immortal from the Tang Dynasty, the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal, and currently the Fifth Dragon Leader of the Azure Dragon Society.]
Li Bai, a man of the Tang Dynasty, also known as the Hermit of the Green Lotus, was renowned throughout China for his mastery of poetry, wine, and swordsmanship. He was hailed as a banished immortal descended to earth and was currently the leader of the Five Dragons of the Green Dragon Society.
[He possessed exceptional talent from a young age, and by the time he reached adulthood, he was hailed as a poetic genius. His swordsmanship was also extraordinary.]
[He is unrestrained and free-spirited, indulging in the beauty of nature, seeking immortality and enlightenment, and finding joy in wine.]
His path in martial arts is particularly unique, using poetry to guide his understanding and wine to break through limitations.
While ordinary people must endure countless hardships to cultivate themselves, he only needs to drink wine and compose poetry to achieve breakthroughs as easily as strolling in a courtyard.
[Upon entering the martial arts world, one can reach the Grandmaster level in six months, become a peerless master in two years, and ascend to the realm of a terrestrial immortal in five years.]
Such extraordinary talent, yet he embodies numerous contradictions.
[Drinking, composing poetry, practicing swordsmanship, and admiring beautiful women—Li Bai's greatest love in life was to be in the limelight.]
Unfortunately, he was born talkative, and his momentary display of power was short-lived, as he would soon reveal his true, comical nature, ultimately leading to a comical and absurd ending.
[Until twenty years ago, he had a chance encounter with Ximen Yu, the leader of the Green Dragon Society, and was captivated by his extraordinary demeanor.]
Desperate to gain recognition, he disregarded his reputation and relentlessly pursued Ximen Yu, despite repeated cold shoulders. He persevered until he finally won Ximen Yu's approval, joined the Azure Dragon Society, and became one of the Five Dragon Leaders.
[Under Ximen Yu's guidance, he suddenly grasped the way of the domineering Confucian scholar, using literature to fuel martial arts, his talent as a pen, and poetry as a sword's edge! His words flowed effortlessly, each a deadly move! In a single thought, he could shatter the heavens and the earth!]
[Heavenly Commentary: A banished immortal has descended to earth, possessing unparalleled talent; his ascension to the Shattered Realm is imminent!]
[Bestowed by Heaven: A Thousand-Year Longevity Elixir, the Demeanor of an Immortal, the True Essence of a Domineering Confucian Scholar (The higher one's comprehension, the deeper the attainment).]
Even though the extraordinary phenomenon of the imperial examination had long since dissipated, the people of the Nine Provinces were still deeply shocked and speechless for a long time.
Such an astonishing event left even the most outstanding talents of the Nine Provinces stunned and pale.
After an unknown period of silence, people gradually came to their senses.
A wave of intense sourness swept across the land!
Jealousy burned in the eyes of countless people, and they felt extremely stifled.
At this moment, they finally understood what true unparalleled beauty was!
This kind of cultivation is as easy as child's play!
What's even more breathtaking is the incredible speed of progress, which leaves people speechless!
It's more than just a blow.
In everyone's hearts, only eight words of lamentation remained—
I'm so heartbroken, I want to cry but can't!
The most infuriating thing is—
Li Bai possessed unparalleled talent, yet he was obsessed with appearing as a sage in front of a lover, neglecting his cultivation!
Looking back at myself, despite diligent practice, I've made barely a step forward...