Invincible Soul Emperor

Xue Wei’s lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to defend himself, but faced with the surrounding soldiers’ preparedness, he knew any words would be futile.

His gaze wandered between the Family Head and the observing clansmen, finally lowering his head, standing there silently.

The audience in the square watched this scene, whispering amongst themselves, some sighing: "Serves him right!"

Others felt fortunate: "I’ve disliked him for a long time. Now, I’m finally satisfied!"

At this moment, the entire square was silent, everyone’s eyes focused on Xue Wei and the Family Head, awaiting the upcoming judgment.

The Family Head looked at Xue Wei, his eyes filled with complex emotions—anger, disappointment, and a tinge of heartache.

But he knew well that for the future of the Xue Family, he must make the most correct decision.

The elders stepped forward anxiously, asking:

"Family Head, what should be done about Xue Wei’s wicked deeds?"

"Family Head, we cannot tolerate such crime anymore, please make a decision immediately!"

"Family Head, this matter concerns the honor of the Xue Family, it must not go unpunished!"

The Family Head looked at the elders’ eager expressions, a flicker of complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, tried to suppress his inner anger, his voice low and powerful: "This matter is too egregious. If we decide now, it would be too easy on him!"

His voice was filled with icy anger, like a volcano ready to erupt any moment.

He paused, his gaze sharply sweeping over Xue Wei, continuing: "We must think of an appropriate way to deal with him, can’t let him escape punishment easily. So before the decision is made, I will detain Xue Wei, thoroughly investigate his crimes."

As soon as the Family Head finished speaking, the surrounding soldiers immediately stepped forward, firmly controlling Xue Wei.

Xue Wei struggled, fear and despair flickered in his eyes, but he knew, under the watchful public eyes, he had nowhere to escape.

The Family Head turned to the elders, speaking calmly and decisively: "Before the investigation is over, no one may approach Xue Wei arbitrarily, must ensure he causes no further harm to the Xue Family."

His tone carried unwavering determination, like a towering mountain, firm and immovable.

The elders nodded in agreement: "Yes, Family Head."

"We will definitely watch him closely, won’t let him have any more opportunities."

"Wise Family Head, only this way can ensure the future of the Xue Family."

The Family Head looked at the crowd, somberly said: "The honor and justice of the Xue Family must not be defiled. Today, we will prove through actions that we will never condone and nurture traitors."

With the Family Head’s command, soldiers escorted Xue Wei away from the square.

Xue Wei struggled continuously as he was escorted by the soldiers, his eyes filled with despair and anger.

His voice echoed across the square: "You are wronging me! Things aren’t like this! Let go of me!"

He strained to twist his body, trying to break free from the soldiers’ control: "I’m innocent! Those are all fake! You can’t treat me like this!" His voice became more and more hoarse, but undoubtedly, his struggle did not garner any sympathy.

"You are slandering! I’m the future Saint Heir, you can’t treat me like this!" Xue Wei’s face turned red from struggling, sweat streamed down his forehead. He tried to reach out to the Family Head and elders, hoping for even a sliver of sympathy and help: "Family Head, you can’t treat me like this! I’ve done so much for the Xue Family, you can’t wrong me!"

However, his words received no response, the surrounding soldiers remained cold-faced, pushing him forward.

Every step seemed to declare his fate, Xue Wei’s voice gradually weakened in despair, but he still refused to abandon the last bit of hope: "I did nothing wrong! You can’t treat me like this!"

The audience in the square watched the scene, some whispered, others silently shook their heads.

Most were not surprised by Xue Wei’s struggle, they had already deemed his guilt in their hearts.

The Family Head and elders stood on the stage, expressions stern and cold. They ignored Xue Wei’s cries, and instead firmly watched as the soldiers took him away.

The honor of the Xue Family must not be stained, anyone must pay for their actions.

As Xue Wei’s figure gradually disappeared from view, the hubbub in the square slowly calmed.

The Family Head took a deep breath, striving to compose his emotions, then stepped back onto the stage.

His voice became solemn.

"Fellow Xue Family Members, today’s events have truly shocked us. We have captured a very malevolent traitor. But now, the most important is still the election for the Saint Position."

He glanced around the crowd, continued: "After this turmoil, we can see, Xue Zhao performed excellently in this election, her ability and character have been recognized by everyone. Today’s election result is already very clear."

The Family Head’s gaze rested on Xue Zhao, his voice filled with formality and respect.

"Xue Zhao, has received overwhelming support in the voting from many clansmen, this is not only an affirmation of her personally but trust in her ability to play a role in the future development of the Xue Family. Thus, from today on, Xue Zhao will become the Saintess of the Xue Family."

The Family Head walked to the front of the stage, holding a delicate embroidered box.

The box was splendid in appearance, inlaid with intricate gemstones, its surface embroidered with the Xue Family crest, appearing dignified and sacred.

He steadily held the box with both hands, slowly walked toward Xue Zhao.

The box was gently opened, inside lay a Holy Maiden’s Robe woven from silver thread and snow-colored feathers, this robe luxurious and elegant, adorned with several bright gemstones, glimmering faintly.

Beside it was a staff inlaid with Snow Crystal, a symbol of the Xue Family’s supreme position.

The Family Head’s actions were very prudent, he presented the box to Xue Zhao.

His voice was low and solemn as he said: "Xue Zhao, today you’ve earned this honor, you will also bear the heavy responsibility of the Xue Family. Please accept the robe and staff that symbolize the Saint Position, they are your emblem as the Saintess of the Xue Family, and may they become the driving force for you to lead the Xue Family."

Xue Zhao excitedly stepped forward, holding out her hands to receive the Holy Maiden’s Robe and staff.

Tears glistened in her eyes, the emotion in her heart was indescribable.

She lightly stroked the robe, feeling its warmth and the weighty responsibility.

And she slightly bowed her head, deeply bowing to express gratitude to the Family Head and all supporters.

"Thank you, Family Head," Xue Zhao’s voice choked but firm, "I will certainly not disappoint, wholeheartedly fulfilling my duties, bringing prosperity to the Xue Family."

The Family Head nodded, watching satisfied as Xue Zhao accepted this honor. He turned to the clansmen below the stage and said: "Today, we witness the birth of the Xue Family’s new Saintess. May she lead the Xue Family toward a more glorious future!"