Chapter 203

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

"Qin Qiong, Mo Du."

Hearing Xuan Ge call their names, the two people immediately stood out from the formation.

They knelt on one knee, cupped their fists in salute, and spoke with respectful tones: "Emperor."

"Go bring Bu Li Ren's war leader Hu Lei here."

Xuan Ge rested both hands on the dragon-head armrests of the Dragon Throne and spoke flatly: "It is time to settle the old era's grudges."

"Yes." The two maintained their saluting posture, retreated two steps, then turned and led a squad of Shen Wu troops away.

Hua stood to the side, nodding slightly, a trace of approval flashing in her eyes.

Xuan Ge had done well; Hu Lei was the last thorn in the fox people's hearts.

Resolving Hu Lei meant the Abundance civilians had truly achieved grand unity.

The Xian Zhou Celestials, the Sky Wolf clan, the fox people, and the Wingweavers were now all gathered on the Xian Zhou.

Only the Hui Yuan clan, in the end, had failed to gather.

The Destruction Forces had captured them, remade them into battle-soldiers, and the Shen Wu Army also often treated them as merit tallies.

Now within the Huan Yu, normal Hui Yan clansmen could almost no longer be seen.

Besides, they were centaur-form, severely mismatched in appearance with everyone on the Xian Zhou, and fundamentally difficult to integrate.

Hua suddenly perceived someone beside her breathing heavily, and subconsciously turned her head to look at Fei Xiao at her side.

This one glance made her eyelid twitch violently.

In Fei Xiao's eyes, pink hearts were practically about to pop out; she stared at Xuan Ge on the Dragon Throne with a gaze full of infatuation.

Hua subconsciously glanced behind Fei Xiao and silently rejoiced — fortunately Fei Xiao was a tailless fox person, otherwise her tail could have spun into a propeller.

Just then, Bai Qi arrived leading a group of people slowly.

All officials on the Xian Zhou who had surrendered and who had not surrendered were brought over.

Anyone with even a shred of resistance had their four limbs broken and was dragged forward by the Shen Wu Army.

Xuan Ge looked at the dense mass of officials below and waved his hand casually.

The Cloud Knights and Shen Wu Army moved to the two sides respectively, clearing out a larger area.

The crowd had just arrived and had not even finished lining up properly when someone dropped to their knees with a thud and kowtowed.

"Emperor! Emperor! We submit! Our clan submits!"

That person's voice trembled, face full of fear, only begging to keep his life.

A Xi clan person with disheveled hair stepped out from the crowd.

He looked at the person kowtowing on the ground, face full of contempt, and spat: "Pah! Coward! Have you no shame!"

"Xuan Ge is just a bandit who raises a private army!"

He raised his hand pointing at Xuan Ge on the Dragon Throne, tone arrogant: "If not for the frequent wars back then, how could this traitorous minister and rebel son have managed to build up a power base!"

The Xi clan Zhang Zhang, knowing he was doomed, tilted his head up, eyes fixed dead on Xuan Ge, face full of disdain: "Xuan Ge, you're also fit to be Emperor!"

"Your parents were both Cloud Knight elites, they died in battle for the Xian Zhou, they are heroes!"

"Who would have thought they would give birth to a person like you with a wolf's ambition!"

"Exterminate the clan on the spot." Xuan Ge looked at him with cold eyes and ordered lightly.

"Hahahaha! See that!"

The Xi clan Zhang Zhang laughed wildly, utterly unafraid, and roared at the crowd: "Xuan Ge only knows how to kill! So what if the Imperial Bow stands behind him!"

"He still cannot change his bloodthirsty essence!"

The moment the words fell, countless Shen Wu soldiers' eyes rippled with red light.

They drew the long sabers at their waists and, without the slightest hesitation, charged at the Xi clan people, executing them on the spot.

"March, don't look."

Ji Zi softly comforted March 7th beside her, turning her body to block her line of sight.

"I'm not afraid." March 7th muttered to herself, voice so weak almost no one could hear.

At this moment her eyes had already turned blood-red; obviously she had already been affected by the Chang Ye Yue Ding Hao.

She stared through Ji Zi's body, dead fixed on those Xi clan people, eyes full of killing intent.

She wanted nothing more than to pull out these people's memories and whip them ruthlessly, to vent the hatred in her heart.

Fresh blood spurted out, dyeing the cold ice surface red, shocking to the eye.

The remaining people were scared out of their wits, all kneeling on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

They knew Xuan Ge would definitely not let this group of Xi clan nobles off.

This group had already spent seven or eight hundred years secretly making trouble for Xuan Ge.

The Xi clan Zhang Zhang's words just now were merely him indulging in verbal satisfaction; in the end he could not escape death.

Xuan Ge scanned the crowd kneeling below, the corner of his mouth hooking a cold sneer.

"Everyone, how come no one is speaking?"

"When I was promoted to Heavenly General, I remember there were quite a few people who jumped out to oppose me."

Below, it was still utterly silent; no one dared to stand out.

Xuan Ge saw clearly — they were not afraid, they knew they were doomed without a doubt.

But he refused to indulge their smash-the-pots-and-surrender attitude.

Xuan Ge waved his hand, shooting Bai Qi a meaningful glance.

Bai Qi signaled the imperial guards to move, and immediately afterward, ten Shen Wu soldiers charged toward several guilty clans respectively.

"No no! I submit! I truly submit!"

"I'm not guilty! My clan submits! Submits!"

Wails and pleas for mercy rose and fell, yet they did not move the Shen Wu soldiers in the slightest.

The clan heads of four or five clans were hauled out by the Shen Wu soldiers and thrown to the very front of the formation.

Bai Qi looked at these people, his face devoid of any pity, and spoke flatly: "Execute."

The Shen Wu soldiers drew their blades and raised them, cold light flashing, about to bring them down.

Right then, a voice shattered this desperate atmosphere.

"Your Majesty! I have an objection!" A man clad in a blue robe stepped out from the officials' ranks, his expression resolute.

Bai Qi's imperial guards listened only to Xuan Ge and Bai Qi's orders; they paid no heed to anyone else.

They immediately moved to swing their butcher knives, not pausing in the slightest.

"Wait!" The blue-robed man hastily raised his hand to stop them, but the Shen Wu soldiers simply would not listen to his dissuasion.

Blade light fell; those several clan heads dropped to the ground on the spot, breathless.

The blue-robed man looked at the corpses on the ground and sighed helplessly.

He knew clearly in his heart that Xuan Huang was killing the chicken to warn the monkeys, and had not implicated the clans' genealogical members.

"This minister, Wei Zheng, has an objection!" He straightened his robes, cupped his fists toward Xuan Ge on the Dragon Throne, his etiquette perfectly proper.

"Speak." Xuan Ge's fingertips tapped lightly on the Dragon Throne's armrest, yet his gaze held a thread of scrutiny.

He froze for an instant the moment this man stepped forward, the moment he spoke his name.

Must be a homophone, right, it really is!

Please don't let it be that person!

"Your Majesty, you already stand at the pinnacle of humanity."

Wei Zheng cupped his fists again, his tone earnest yet grating: "Di Gong, Tong Xie, Feng Rao — all are your power; you have everything, so why can you not tolerate even these people?"

"Wei Zheng." Xuan Ge stopped his fingertips' movement, raised his eyes to look at him, tone icy: "You sympathize with criminals?"

"Criminals?" Wei Zheng smiled, his tone carrying a hint of counter-question: "Your Majesty, why did you spare the Yu Que Fu Clan and the Luofu Jing Clan?"

"Those two clans, after all, left their names in the admonishment scroll that opposed your ascension to Heavenly General back then."

Xuan Ge had no retort; he glanced at Bai Qi and the other Five Generals, then withdrew his gaze and looked at Wei Zheng again, his eyelid twitching...

"My fuck! My fuck! You want to die, don't drag me into it!"

The pink-haired man kneeling to the side was precisely the Fu Clan head, also Fu Xuan's father.

He kept his head lowered, cursing Wei Zheng wildly in his heart.

Jing Yuan, by contrast, showed little reaction, still standing among the Heavenly Generals' ranks with breezy composure.

He is the current Luofu Jing Clan head; this matter, he has long had a clear grasp of in his heart.

The Luofu Jing Clan has served the Di Heng Si generation after generation, passed down through the ages.

The Jing Clan head of that year signed the admonishment scroll only because he was forced by circumstances, helpless.

Clans have always huddled together for warmth; the Jing Clan was no exception.

Even though he was already a Shen Ce General at the time, if he had not signed, the Jing Clan would still have been ostracized by the other clans.

This matter, he had long since communicated with Xuan Ge about.

Xuan Ge merely said he did not care back then; regardless, the names of these people, he had memorized every single one in his heart.

And the Jing Clan, to relieve the pressure on Xuan Ge who was still a Shen Wei General at the time, also made arrangements.

They transferred a portion of their clansmen into the Shen Wu, to serve in the Shen Wu's Di Heng Si, as a show of sincerity.

Therefore, the Jing Clan was able to remain safe and sound.

Moreover, he and Xuan Ge are half-brothers by different fathers and different mothers.