CHAPTER 68: CHAPTER 68: THE FURIOUS TEN THOUSAND FLOWERS SECT_1

"Is this person from the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect an idiot?" Qin Wudao, who was watching the battlefield, thought, his lip twitching as he heard Hua Wanxian’s words. Truly, this vast world is full of wonders. I wonder who gave her such courage! She’s clearly a lamb for the slaughter, yet she insists on feigning victory. I can be certain she’s doomed!

Even Cang Jihai and Lin Tianxuan stared at Hua Wanxian with strange expressions. Could there be something wrong with this girl’s head? they wondered.

"Prime Minister, what is the penalty for harming citizens of my Qin Dynasty?" the Qin Emperor asked coldly, his entire being exuding a dense, murderous aura.

"Your Majesty, those who harm the citizens of the Qin Dynasty shall be beheaded!" Li Si replied, his hands clasped in a salute.

I know the Qin Emperor wants to establish his authority, Li Si mused. By executing Hua Wanxian, he can deter the surrounding domains and avoid a passive position in future diplomacy. As for whether killing Hua Wanxian will provoke retaliation from the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect, I truly don’t care.

Though the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect was strong, the Qin Empire was by no means weak.

"Good!" The Qin Emperor nodded and walked to the edge of the Execution Platform of God. Controlling the hovering guillotine, he caused it to radiate a crimson glow, and the surrounding temperature plummeted.

A murderous aura permeated the vast Changkong.

"What... what are you trying to do?" Hua Wanxian grew flustered, her voice stuttering. This is completely different from what I imagined! Shouldn’t the Qin Emperor release me, serve tea, apologize, and offer me the Execution Platform of God?

Alright! Even now, she was still indulging in wishful thinking!

"Naturally, I intend to use your head to provide an explanation to my people! Execute!" The Qin Emperor’s eyes blazed with a crimson light, like an ancient celestial deity presiding over punishment, judging a being of profound sin. With a mere thought, the crimson guillotine descended.

Innumerable streams of bloody light cascaded like a waterfall, drenching heaven and earth, resembling a roiling, surging sea of blood.

A single cut determined life and death!

"Stop! She is Hua Nianshen’s descendant..." Cang Jihai and Lin Tianxuan cried out, the hair on their bodies standing on end, a chilling numbness gripping their scalps. They hadn’t expected the Qin Emperor to actually dare to kill her, and so decisively at that.

Isn’t he afraid of retaliation from the Ten Thousand Flowers Sect? They’re a bunch of lunatics!

"AAARGH!" A terrifying divine might crushed down on Hua Wanxian, causing the blood in her body to cease its flow. She screamed incessantly, but soon, a sharp pain shot through her neck, and she lost consciousness.

CRUNCH!

A geyser of blood erupted several zhang high. Hua Wanxian’s head flew into the air, landing several zhang away. Her eyes were wide open, still reflecting fear, confusion, and unwillingness.

"Qin Emperor, my mother will avenge me! When that time comes, not only you, but the entire Qin Empire will be buried with me..."

The venomous curse echoed through the Void, lingering for a long time.

The Qin Emperor merely smiled coldly at this threat, not taking it to heart. Looking at Cang Jihai and the others, he narrowed his eyes and said, "This is the fate of those who harm the people of the Qin Dynasty!"

A chill abruptly surged from the soles of Cang Jihai’s and Lin Tianxuan’s feet, rushing straight to the crowns of their heads. Their bodies and souls were utterly frozen.

They dared not doubt the truth of the Qin Emperor’s words.

After all, Hua Wanxian’s decapitated corpse still lay upon the Execution Platform of God, its warmth not yet faded.

"Hahaha! How invigorating!"

Not far away, Nie Jinglei, though forced back by Zhao Yun, laughed maniacally. His body was covered in wounds, yet he paid them no mind; his aura, instead of diminishing, surged even stronger.

In his battle with Zhao Yun, he had gained new insights into the way of the spear.

Vaguely, he had already touched upon spear intent!

"Do you wish to continue?" Zhao Yun stood ramrod straight, his spear held in his right hand, its tip angled towards the distant ground. Clad in a white robe, he was completely unscathed. From afar, he seemed to have merged with his spear.

Man and spear as one! This was his peak state!

"No more fighting. I cannot defeat you. Besides, I have urgent matters to discuss with the Qin Emperor!" Nie Jinglong retracted his spear, his tone filled with admiration. If anyone familiar with him had been present, they would have been utterly astonished. This was likely the first time in a thousand years that the Spear King had conceded defeat.

Zhao Yun nodded, then turned and flew back to the ground without a word.

Nie Jinglong chuckled, unconcerned, and flew towards the Qin Emperor. Suddenly, he saw the beheaded Hua Wanxian. He winced slightly and took the initiative to salute the Qin Emperor, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty. Please forgive any offense from earlier."

"The Qin Dynasty welcomes friends from afar, but I ask that you abide by the Qin Dynasty’s laws. To friends, the Qin Dynasty offers the highest courtesy. But to enemies, the Qin Dynasty has sharp blades!" the Qin Emperor declared, his voice firm and imposing, inspiring awe in all who heard.

These words fell into Qin Wudao’s ears, causing him to pause slightly. It seems my own words have been quoted by the Qin Emperor again, he thought.

"Wansheng!"

"Wansheng..."

The common folk of Qin on the ground erupted in a deafening, tsunami-like roar. Their Shenwu Emperor had once again repelled the enemy.

Amidst the cheers, the Qin Emperor led his army into the Imperial Capital. As soon as he entered the Imperial Palace, he became incredibly busy, holding court sessions, receiving foreign envoys, and investigating the rebellion of the Prince of Gaoyang.

Qin Wudao, however, found himself with some leisure time and began to cultivate in seclusion, focusing on improving his cultivation base.

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The Domain of Withered Flowers, situated in the eastern part of the East Ancient Domain, was a place where flowers bloomed in profusion. Every step revealed a new vista, the scenery so beautiful it could mesmerize people, making them reluctant to leave, lost in its charm.

And in the central part of this domain stood a colossal mountain range, its geographical position exceptionally high, possessing an air of solitary eminence, as if it could swallow the myriad miles.

The renowned Ten Thousand Flowers Sect was located here.

Countless young, beautiful women, with alluring figures, moved through the sea of flowers on the mountainside. Even in the outside world, each would be considered a rare beauty.

From time to time, small animals frolicked among the myriad flowers.

Tranquility!

Harmony!

This was the epitome of humanity and nature intertwined.

But in the next instant, a formidable aura descended from the mountaintop, shattering the picturesque scene. A fierce wind swept through, causing the countless flowers to wither and fall.

Many small animals, unable to withstand the pressure, exploded into gore. Their blood splattered onto the withered flowers, creating an incredibly desolate sight.

Tens of thousands of Ten Thousand Flowers Sect disciples knelt on the ground, their delicate forms trembling. They secretly wondered what could have happened to make the Ancestor so furious.

Streaks of light flew from the mountainside to the summit, landing before a stone house.

"Ancestor, what has happened?" Sect Master Hua Yourong asked, bowing respectfully.

"Wanxian is dead!"

The stone door opened, and an old woman emerged. Her hair was white, and she leaned on a cane with her right hand. In her left, she clutched a shattered stone. Her voice was filled with grief as she spoke.

Hua Yourong and the numerous elders glanced at the stone, and their hearts sank.

Soul Jade!

It was a special treasure. The user needed to infuse a sliver of their soul into the jade, which could then indicate their life-or-death status. It was typically used for core figures of powerful factions.

If the person lived, the jade remained intact!

If the person died, the jade shattered!

"What did you send Wanxian to do?" Hua Nianshen demanded, her expression ferocious as she retracted the shattered Soul Jade. She had valued Hua Wanxian not only because she had raised her from a young age but also because of the girl’s talent—she had the potential to break through to the Saint Realm.

"Ancestor, I sent Wanxian to the Qin Empire..." Hua Yourong dared not hide anything and reported in detail.

"If Wanxian was truly harmed by the Qin Empire, then there is no longer any need for the Qin Empire to exist!" Hua Nianshen’s furious roar echoed for ten thousand miles. Boundless killing intent transformed this Immortal Realm-like mountain range into an Asura’s hell.