Chapter 841: Felling Mountains and Breaking Temples (9800 Bonus)

"This Great Liang is finished!"

These words were practically etched onto the face of Dulongzi. In an era of great contention, to cut military pay—was he not afraid of mutiny or even slackness among the soldiers? It was a wonder Xulingzi could even think of such a thing!

What made Dulongzi feel even more helpless was that Xulingzi actually had the ability to push this policy through!

He hurriedly waved his hands: "Absolutely not... The world is in chaos right now; expanding the army is not even enough, how can we cut military pay?"

"I have already said it, at this time our side needs to focus on internal cultivation, and we must not go out for three years... Therefore, maintaining an army of ten thousand is enough!"

Aaron appeared to have everything under control: "As for the Imperial Court's suppression? The Regional Commander Diyou has rebelled... Northern barbarians are moving south... The Imperial Court will not be able to attend to us for a while. Even if they come to suppress us, their strength will be greatly weakened. If they bring tens of thousands of troops, I will lead ten thousand soldiers and surely break them!"

Regarding the combat power of the Six Jia Divine Soldiers, Dulongzi naturally believed in it deeply, but he just felt it was a pity: "This Great Song world is really collapsing so fast... As soon as our side makes a move, it draws all the dragons of the world to stir!"

"In the final years of a dynasty, which one is not like this?"

He immediately waved his hand, and two rows of armored soldiers charged into the mountain gate of the Wuxiao Sect.

While lost in thought, he suddenly looked toward the mountain gate, his expression changing drastically!

Only afterwards did he know that it must have been the moment the Hidden Dragon died!

Not only that, there were even more soldiers in the surroundings, surrounding the mountain gate tightly; not even a rabbit could escape!

Clang!

Clang, clang!

That day, the Heavenly Punishment came too quickly.

Although it was much weaker than a True Dragon, it still possessed the might of a dragon species!

Aaron wore a Taoist robe and rode on Xiaoyu, followed by three young Taoists: Taichong, Taihe, and Taiyin.

An old Daoist, eyes splitting with rage, spat out a mouthful of vital blood and drew a talisman in the air: "Suppress!"

Even the Perfected Person spat out three mouthfuls of vital blood, nearly entering the Underworld!

Upon hearing these words, Dulongzi felt a shiver run through his entire body, as if doused in ice water; he knew Xulingzi had developed a murderous intent!

……

He immediately made a swift decision: "The Elder and I are too big of targets, we cannot leave... The Dao Soldiers are the same! Let a few Fire Seeds follow the secret passage, quick! If we are any later, it will be too late!"

Inside the Wuxiao Sect, urgent bell tolls suddenly rang out!

A certain guest house.

And as Cangsong, who was directly in contact with the Hidden Dragon within the sect, he was the first to be struck by lightning!

Several Six Jia Divine Soldiers stepped forward and hacked him to pieces.

A moment later, the Wuxiao Sect was littered with corpses, a scene of ruins.

Taiyin seemed unable to bear it, but it was not her place to speak.

These were all Dao Soldiers secretly raised by the Daoist Gate; they all wore iron armor, carried bows and arrows, and each was highly skilled in martial arts—placed in the martial arts world, they would all be first-rate experts.

The Perfected Person, wearing a cloud-crane Daoist robe, spat out another mouthful of blood: "Why? Why did the Heavenly Secret art not warn us in advance? Could it be that we are truly blinded by the Qi Number?"

He pointed at a Dao Soldier: "Help this old Daoist out, delay them for a while!"

"If I had known it would come to this, why did I do it in the first place?"

At the mountain gate.

"Where are the Taishang Dao Soldiers? Witness the might of my Supreme Divine Thunder!"

Taichong and Taihe nodded blankly.

"Wait!"

Boom!

The Daoist's gaze seemed to pierce through the Netherworld, seeing the area in the Underworld corresponding to his sect.

Seeing this scene, Aaron merely sneered, yawned, and fished a dragon-patterned Gold Medal from his bosom; the front was inscribed with a large character: 'Order'!

He gave a bitter smile, looked around, and thought to himself: 'Previously I was blinded by the Qi Number; now looking again, everyone has the aura of death on their faces!'

The sound of armor clanking arose, and groups of expressionless Six Jia Divine Soldiers walked in, escorting several Daoists.

Wuxiao Sect mountain gate.

Several soldiers were momentarily dazed and were stabbed to death by the old Daoist's sword.

"Evil Daoist, we'll fight you to the death!"

Occasionally encountering a few difficult ones, they were met with a volley of crossbows, which claimed their lives.

Several Daoists charged in, followed by several warriors.

Aaron appeared to have everything under control: "Just in time to use the spare time to clean up the prefecture... whether it be the gentry secretly communicating with foreign enemies, or the Daoist lineages!"

……

"After this calamity... my Wuxiao Sect must remain silent for decades, or even a hundred years..."

"Witness my Daoism!"

"Perfected Person, something terrible has happened, the Prince of Liang has sent Xulingzi to suppress our sect!"

In the pond, birds and beasts had vanished, and a faint, rotten stench wafted out.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The Six Jia Divine Soldiers formed an Army Formation, cutting down one Daoist after another.

At this moment, the many Daoists realized that the Perfected Person was also white-haired and aged, his face full of wrinkles, looking indescribably Weakness!

Wuxiao Sect.

The old Daoist was stunned, and then his Dharma Power completely vanished; the color drained from his face, leaving him looking only Weakness.

With a light shout from Aaron, another team of Six Jia Divine Soldiers charged over, raising their hands to throw a few things resembling grenades.

At this time, the Dao Lord Perfected Person, escorted by several Dao Soldiers, walked over with large strides: "Fellow Daoist Xulingzi... please, for the sake of us both being Daoist lineages, spare my sect... This old Daoist is willing to commit suicide to uphold the King's law!"

"By the order of the Prince of Liang... the Wuxiao Sect acts lawlessly and plots high treason... execute the entire sect to serve as a warning to others!"

His words were flat, yet as soon as they were spoken, a dragon's roar echoed from the void.

He then turned to the Daoist child who had hurried over from the Taixue and said: "My Supreme Dao is the ancestor of all Daos, all others are without exception false Daos... This Wuxiao Sect uses the theory of the Hidden Dragon to bewitch people's hearts, secretly supporting Chen Zitong to resist the heavenly troops of our Great Liang; that makes them rebels! We must raze their mountains and destroy their temples to give them their retribution!"

"Is this the Wuxiao Sect?"

A force of suppression descended abruptly.

Some buildings still had white mourning banners hanging from them, clearly indicating a funeral.

Failing to support the Hidden Dragon, they deserve this retribution!

Aaron looked at those Dao Soldiers and laughed: "Look... they even privately store armor, adding another major crime! Kill them all, leave none alive!"

The final negotiations failed, and all the Wuxiao Sect Daoists fell into despair, rushing forward madly.

Over there, several souls still carried sins upon them, struggling in agony: "Senior Brother Cangsong not only died, but his soul entered the Underworld to suffer... and this is only because the Hidden Dragon caused few killings! With this precedent, even if there is chaos in the future, our sect may not dare to participate again."

Fortunately, the Wuxiao Sect still had some foundation, so although it was ruined, it could still hold on.

The autumn wind was desolate, and some spirit trees had withered and turned yellow.

A Daoist passed by, saw a white mourning banner, remained silent, and suddenly performed a Daoist salute: "Cangsong... go in peace!"

"Before setting out, I already had the Prince of Liang grant you the position of Seventh-Rank Taixue Instructor; these false Daos' Daoism cannot harm you... Remember, in the future, these false Daoist techniques are useless. They will inevitably denounce my Supreme Dao as the false one, but that is merely the wailing of a defeated dog... Worldly power is everything. No matter how powerful their Daoism is, can it be more powerful than my Supreme Divine Thunder?"

Aaron took a mirror from the ruins, which was none other than the 'Wangchuan Mirror', and couldn't help but smile: "Under the law of the land, the things that caused the most damage to our army were actually the few armored Dao Soldiers..."

These Daoist lineage treasures and techniques... although many in this world see them as good things, to Aaron, they are merely playthings.

Feeling the many hateful gazes from the Underworld, Aaron was thoughtful: "Are the laws between the yin and yang really so strict? You all wish you could eat my flesh, yet you still cannot interfere with this world of the living, especially unable to affect the Dragon Qi! Hahaha... I just love how you hate me to the bone, yet are completely helpless!"

(End of chapter)