Chapter 502 - 338: Conquering the World! (Part 2)
"It seems that the master’s realm has reached heights unattainable by ordinary people."
Everyone fell silent simultaneously.
Only that awe-inspiring saber continued to hum, as if conveying some terrifying truth—
Their father might have surpassed the realm of "human" long ago...
"There’s no time to delay. We must first take control of the whole Qian Ning City, and then make that dog emperor pay the price!"
Lu Jinyun sheathed the saber in his hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
That damn dog emperor, an ungrateful white-eyed wolf.
If not for our Lu Family fighting his battles for generations, could he sit on that dragon throne so steadily?
However, there was one thing that Lu Jinyun and the others could not figure out.
Since their father intended to move against that dog emperor, why not do it more thoroughly?
As the saying goes, the emperor’s position changes hands; next year it could be ours!
He who is supremely powerful alone deserves to reign supreme!
In this grand land of Daqian, why shouldn’t our Lu Family take over?
In the secret chamber.
The candlelight flickered, and Lu Xuan lightly waved his hand, making the Nine-Ring Scepter and the Heavenly Master Duster on the stone platform soar into the air.
As if pulled by an invisible giant hand, they obediently fell into Lu Xuan’s palm.
The reason Lu Xuan didn’t directly kill Emperor Qianxi was naturally intentional.
The Daqian Dynasty appeared to be prosperous, but there were undercurrents beneath the surface.
Garrisons across the land harbored ulterior motives, and aristocratic families with a legacy of a thousand years were waiting for a catalyst to rebel.
If the Lu Family rashly killed the emperor, these wolves would seize the opportunity to rise and proclaim themselves kings.
At that time, there would be endless troubles for the Lu Family to deal with one by one.
In that case, Lu Xuan might as well spare Emperor Qianxi’s life.
After all, as long as Emperor Qianxi was under the Lu Family’s control, it meant the Lu Family could easily hold the life and death of anyone under their grasp.
By then, the forces of the entire world would be the foundation for our Lu Family’s conquest!
In this world, there is not only the Daqian Dynasty but also five or six other dynasties scattered in various places.
Thus, Lu Xuan’s eyes were set not only on the small Daqian Dynasty.
He wanted the whole world.
Once Lu Xuan obtained everything he desired, there would be plenty of time to deal with those minor inconveniences.
Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (First Life)
Realm: Land Immortal (Initial Entry)
Cultivation Technique: Tiger Split Saber Skill 15/9
Points: 2000
Detected celestial power, extract it?
"Extract!"
In a matter of moments, the Heavenly Master Duster and the Nine-Ring Scepter in Lu Xuan’s hands turned to ashes and scattered on the ground.
Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (First Life)
Realm: Land Immortal (Initial Entry)
Cultivation Technique: Tiger Split Saber Skill 15/9 (Can Evolve)
Points: 502000
Spend 50,000 system points to evolve the Tiger Split Saber Skill?
Gained 500,000 system points?
Lu Xuan was taken aback when he saw the system points on the system panel.
What were those two things made of exactly?
Then, Lu Xuan set aside all thoughts and turned to the celestial stones piled up in the secret chamber and some thousand-year supreme supplements.
Better refine these things first and then talk.
Today, every street in Qian Ning City was strewn with fallen leaves swirling in the wind, producing a rustling sound.
Once bustling shops thronged with people were now closed, with not a soul in sight.
The entire street was eerily silent, with no sounds of hawking or footsteps.
Fifty thousand Tiger Roar Guards, clad in glittering iron armor, were neatly arranged at various spots along the street.
Like an indomitable iron wall, they sealed off every alleyway completely.
On the city wall, the Black Tortoise Guard’s black banner and the Vermilion Bird Guard’s Red Flame Banner fluttered valiantly in the wind.
Inside the Daqian Palace, blood gushed down the marble steps, staining the pristine white stone steps a startling dark red.
Over a thousand Dragon Soaring Guard corpses lay sprawled in disarray, some still in stances of drawing their swords to face the enemy, faces frozen with reluctance and anger.
Some hadn’t even managed to draw their weapons before falling into a pool of blood.
In front of the Zhengyang Sect, a shocking ten-zhang sword mark was prominently displayed.
It was the terrifying mark left by Lu Jinwu’s Vermilion Bird Sword—fierce Sword Qi.
Instantly, thirty-six elite guards were cut in half, the grisly scene chilling to the bone.
In front of Jinluan Hall, Sun Lingyuan leaned against the Dragon Column, his long sword continually dripping blood, forming blood flowers on the ground.
Beneath his damaged armor, the blood-stained inner garment stood out sharply, making him appear both haggard and frail.
"Lu Jinyun!"
"Lu Jinhua!"
"Lu Jinwu!"
"Lu Jinchang!"
"Li Ming!"
Sun Lingyuan gritted his teeth and loudly called out these five names, seemingly with deep confusion.
"Your Lu Family has really revolted!"
After speaking, Sun Lingyuan occasionally swept his gaze around, attempting to locate the figure that terrified him so.
His former mentor, the Grand Marshal of the Empire, Mr. Lu!
Only to see Lu Jinyun’s steps steady, as he walked forward, the nine tiger stripes on the saber at his waist flickering with eerie light.
"Sun Lingyuan, you still have the nerve to call the name of this Patriarch?"
Right after that, Lu Jinhua’s voice was deep and cold.
"Back then, if it weren’t for Father taking in a little beast like you."
"You would’ve starved to death on the street long ago."
"Unexpectedly, not only do you not remember the kindness, but you also betrayed Father."
Upon hearing this, Sun Lingyuan’s face instantly turned pale as paper, his body slightly trembling.
That long-buried memory hit his heart like a heavy hammer.
"Die, Sun Lingyuan!"
Before Sun Lingyuan could open his mouth to argue, Li Ming’s figure had already darted forth like a bolt of black lightning.
A sharp sword light pierced the air, accompanied by a bone-chilling frost, instantly enveloping Sun Lingyuan.
In an instant, Sun Lingyuan was frozen into an ice sculpture, standing stiffly in place.
Li Ming flicked his fingers lightly, and with a "crack," the ice sculpture shattered into countless fragments, scattering in the wind.
This was Li Ming’s signature Sword Skill, the Frost Sword Skill!
After Sun Lingyuan’s death, Lu Jinyun’s gaze turned icy as he looked towards the depths of the palace.
"Clean it all up."
"It’s time to meet that Emperor."
Outside the Dragon Palace, three thousand gold-armored guards formed the Celestial Net Array, their dark golden armor reflecting blood in the sunset.
Yuan Lid尘 stood before the formation, his voice hoarse and broken beneath the iron mask: "Mr. Lu was loyal to the nation all his life, how could he....."
The leading Lu Jinyun couldn’t even be bothered to answer Yuan Lid尘’s question.
His golden light saber suddenly burst forth with blinding purple lightning, nine tiger king shadows awakening simultaneously.
As the saber edge fell, a Purple Crystal Tiger King bathed in thunder emerged from the void.
Witnessing this world-shattering strike, Yuan Lid尘 hastily raised his sword, the Gang Qi of his Grandmaster Perfection exploding to the utmost.
But as the purple lightning passed, his iron sword instantly vaporized, the mask "crack" splitting open, revealing the face filled with terror.
"This is... the power of the Land Immortal..."
"You..."
After the thunderous light storm passed, the gold armor of three thousand guards melted into molten iron.
Tiger claw shaped scorch marks appeared on the white marble floor, the gilded plaque of the Dragon Palace crashing down.
And Yuan Lid尘, right in the midst of it, though still in a blocking posture, had long turned into charcoal.
As the lightning dissipated, Lu Jinyun sheathed his saber.
The charred corpses of three thousand gold-armored guards maintained the formation they had in life, but now they were utterly lifeless.
Lu Jinyun stepped over Yuan Lid尘’s remains, the sound of crumbling bones echoing from beneath his boot.
"Creak——"
The vermilion doors of the Dragon Palace opened on their own at this moment.
Inside the hall, on the dragon throne, Emperor Qianxi’s crown was askew, the Imperial Sword in his hand trembling endlessly!
"Lu Jinyun, our Lu Family has not been mistreated by me, why do you commit this treasonous act!"
"Be cautious with your words, Your Majesty!"
"I have only heard that Cao Yunjin and his eunuch faction are plotting with foreign enemies to overthrow the government."
"So I led the Guard Army to protect Your Majesty!"
"Perhaps Your Majesty has been deceived by traitors, unable to distinguish loyalty from treachery."
Lu Jinyun walked forward slowly, the edge of his robe brushing over fragments of jade on the floor.
"Coincidentally, I have a miracle doctor under my command skilled in treating hysteria."
Having said that, Lu Jinyun gestured with his hand, two Guard Army officers presenting a medicine bowl with a pale green glow.
"You two, quickly give the medicine to His Majesty, don’t delay the treatment!"