Chapter 1416

You have to keep his qi alive while beating him—this is utterly inhuman.

"You…"

Zhu Yijun pointed at Zhu Youjian, gasped for breath, and collapsed dead on the spot.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, and in the next instant, Zhu Yijun revived, his wounds fully healed.

But the agony that pierced his soul was no lie.

Every time he recalled it, Zhu Yijun shivered uncontrollably.

He truly wished he could just die right now.

Too bad his opponent possessed great divine power—he couldn't even die if he wanted to.

After enduring over a hundred blows, the old man Zhu Yijun died multiple times, his tendons and bones shattered, only to be revived each time.

"Zhu Yijun, as a descendant of the Zhu family, you neglected your duties. The punishment is over. Now I grant you an estate, two cultivation manuals, and ten elixirs. Go cultivate properly. If you fail, change your surname. I, Old Zhu, won't bear the shame."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yijun's face lit up with ecstatic joy: "Cultivation?"

"Of course it's cultivation," Zhu Youjian snorted. "You've got such good fortune—our ancestor granted you all this. Unlike me, I had to figure things out on my own before."

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled: "Don't you dare claim you were treated unfairly. Back then, I didn't give you elixirs or manuals because we were short on points. Besides, without punishment, you wouldn't have gotten a single beating. You lost the empire—I won't let you suffer. I beat you for a hundred days, then gave you manuals and elixirs. Want it?"

Zhu Youjian's scalp prickled; he fell silent as a mouse, daring not to speak again.

Zhu Yijun turned to Zhu Youjian: "You lost the empire? Who are you, and how did you lose it?"

Zhu Di laughed: "He's Zhu Youjian, the last emperor of the Great Ming, who came after you—no wonder you didn't know. Too bad he had better fortune—he joined the chat group, and his daughter is favored by the Dao Lord. That's why he escaped the beating."

Zhu Yijun immediately felt jealous: "So you were stirring things up just now, but you're even worse off than I am?"

Zhu Youjian smiled awkwardly: "Isn't all that in the past? Now, my Great Ming world reigns supreme!"

Zhu Yijun snorted: "You only got here because of your daughter. If I had a daughter, I'd…"

"You couldn't," Zhu Youjian waved dismissively. "My daughter is beautiful, virtuous, and gentle. Who knows what kind of person your temperament could raise?"

Zhu Yuanzhang sniffed: "Enough bickering. You're all Zhu family descendants—is it entertaining to fight like this? Zhu Yijun, leave. Don't come back until you reach the Five Elements realm!"

"Yes."

Though Zhu Yijun had many more words to say, he dared not utter them.

These people, though all Zhu family, were not from the same world—their personalities seemed even more peculiar than recorded in history.

He couldn't afford to provoke them.

…

World of the White-Haired Demoness.

Altar of Heaven.

The Empress swept the Six Directions, unified the realm, and led her ministers in offering sacrifices to Heaven.

Because of the existence of the Profound Heaven Sect, Lian Nishang's ascension to the throne drew no criticism.

She was the sect's Patriarch.

Representing the supreme Profound Heaven Ancestor who guarded this world, both commoners and officials wholeheartedly approved.

"The Holy Patriarch of the Profound Heaven Sect, dwelling in the Great Luo Heaven, moved by the suffering of all beings, has bestowed creation and grace upon them. This first sacrifice shall honor the Profound Heaven Ancestor!"

The first step of the sacrifice was not to Heaven, but to the Patriarch.

This was no new custom of the new dynasty.

Since ancient times, feudal dynasties always first honored their founding ancestor before sacrificing to Heaven.

"Bow!"

"Hail the Profound Heaven Ancestor!"

The ministers bowed; the people followed suit, bowing down as well.

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In the next instant, pure qi rose from heaven and earth.

Infinite creation manifested; purple qi swirled in the sky, transforming into boundless power that purified the world and all beings.

Everyone felt their bodies grow strong, fierce as tigers and leopards.

Even the blind regained their sight.

Looking up, they saw a figure emerge from the purple qi, nodding gently toward heaven and earth.

In the next instant, spiritual energy surged throughout the world.

"Thank the Ancestor for blessing this world!"

Lian Nishang's face glowed with joy as she bowed again.

Just now, she had heard a voice—her mother had been resurrected, and was now in the palace.

After the Heaven Sacrifice, she could reunite with her mother.

Chat group.

Su Xiao: "Wow, Brother Taixuan is so biased! Lian the Warrior's world has been elevated and spiritual energy has revived. Even Sister Huang didn't get this treatment, did she?"

Xiao Mai: "Whoa, Little Miss, you don't want to live anymore, do you? Daring to stir up trouble between Brother Taixuan and Sister Huang?"

Zhang Taixuan: "When I met Rong'er, I wasn't that powerful. How could I have revived spiritual energy in the Demi-God World with just a thought? Look at what cultivation base I had back then."

Huang Rong: "Exactly. Su Xiao's been too naughty lately. Brother Taixuan should punish her with a whip."

Xiao Yan: "Huh? Sister Huang, why are you asking Brother Taixuan to reward her?"

Su Xiao: "Whoa, you're starting now, are you? Reward—you want this reward?"

Xiao Yan: "Not impossible. 【winks】"

Ye Hei: "…Aren't we watching the Heaven Sacrifice livestream? How did you all drift into this topic again?"

Su Xiao: "No youth is complete without a little fun!"

Lian Nichang: "I'm taking out a loan from the Dao Sovereign for this, Sister Su. Five million points at a friendship price—one World Revival, plus resurrecting my mother. Quite the bargain."

Su Xiaoxiao: "So it was a private deal after all. Here I was thinking there was some inside scoop—wasted anticipation."

Xiaomai: "I know, Su Xiaoxiao—you want Heroine Lian's private photos again. 【Evil grin】"

Hu Yifei: "That really is Su Xiaoxiao's style."

Su Xiaoxiao: "... Know me well, you do, Xiaomai. Xiaomai, Heroine Lian's private photos don't exist—hand over yours!" Hmph.