Chapter 666: Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!

Countless gazes fell on the woman holding the Lord of Dan Valley's command.

Who could have thought she would replace Ling Tian and become the new Valley Master of Dan Valley?

However, setting aside everything else, the mere status of Pill Emperor alone is enough to silence all talk and win everyone's acceptance.

From now on, Instructor Ye of the Shenzhou Academy has a new title—Lord of Dan Valley!

The elders of the Passive Faction, although they cannot immediately accept that Ling Xianliu handed the Lord of Dan Valley position to Ye Qingran, still trust Ling Xianliu's judgment and respect his choice.

Under such a young Pill Emperor's leadership, Dan Valley will surely keep getting better!

From now on, they will strive to assist this new Valley Master. The Passive Faction will become history.

Ye Qingran raised her command token, turned and looked at Ling Tian kneeling on the ground.

Ling Tian met Ye Qingran's gaze, and his heart trembled violently.

He never even dreamed that Ye Qingran was the Emperor Sovereign's woman of the Summit of the Hunt; had he known earlier, even if she killed Ling Xueyao, he would never have uttered a word.

It's already too late!

"Valley Master, please don't kill me!" Ling Tian begged tearfully. He didn't want to die.

"Rest assured, I won't kill you." Ye Qingran shook her head, "You haven't yet confessed before everyone of Dan Valley, so how could I let you die?"

Ling Tian let out a sigh of relief, and a faint dark glint flickered in his drooping eyes.

There is a saying that as long as the green mountains remain, one need not fear lack of firewood; as long as he keeps a life, he still has a chance to make a comeback!

However, Ye Qingran's next words instantly doused all his hopes.

"But before that, I will render you useless!"

As the words fell, Ling Tian felt a pain in his lower abdomen; looking down, his dantian had shattered.

His Saint-level Cultivation was continuously draining...

"No! My cultivation!" Ling Tian's eyes bulged with rage.

Very quickly, he became a cripple!

Ling Tian wore a face of despair, his eyes filled with pain; Ye Qingran observed his reaction without a ripple in her heart.

Ling Tian, the day you killed Ling Xianliu's wife and drove him out of Dan Valley, you should have foreseen this day.

Heaven's law cycles; retribution is inevitable.

It's not that there is no retribution; the time hasn't come!

And today is the day your retribution arrives, Ling Tian!

"Attendants, escort Ling Tian back to Dan Valley and choose a day for judgment!"

Ye Qingran flicked her sleeve, turned, and her clear voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Soon someone came, pulled Ling Tian up from the ground, and escorted him to Dan Valley!

Watching Ling Tian's tragic back, the crowd felt an indescribable sorrow.

Who could have imagined that this arrogant Lord of Dan Valley of the past ten years would take his curtain call in such a manner?

It seems, what is yours will ultimately be yours; you can't force what isn't yours. One must still follow one's conscience!

As soon as Ling Tian left, someone immediately raised a question: "Nan Gong Cang is dead; the next City Lord of Huangjin City must be decided, right?"

"Indeed, Huangjin City cannot be without a lord for a day; since both Little City Lords are present today, let's settle this matter."

Nan Gong Han's eyes flashed at the words, and he raised his voice: "Father clearly stated before his death, who else but me should be the next City Lord of Huangjin City?"

Several Saints of Huangjin City nodded; indeed, Nan Gong Cang intended to cultivate Nan Gong Han as the next City Lord.

However, that was under the premise that Nangong Mo was a failure.

Now Nangong Mo is not only on par with ordinary people, but can also forge golden battle armor; his talent far surpasses Nan Gong Han, and he indeed has the qualification to become City Lord.

As for this issue, within Huangjin City there was still no consensus.

Among the more than twenty Saints of Huangjin City, nearly half supported Nan Gong Han, arguing that the next City Lord should be the predecessor's nominee, and Nangong Mo did not meet the criteria.

The other half, after witnessing Nangong Mo's strength, defected, believing Nangong Mo was more suitable to become the next City Lord.

When the elders on both sides kept arguing over this issue, Nangong Mo spoke up.

"I am the new City Lord of Huangjin City; any dissenters—die!"

The voice was extremely arrogant.

So everyone looked at Nangong Mo with utter astonishment.

Even though he had lost an arm and was a mess, he still couldn't hide his elegance.

Especially now his golden bloodline had been fully activated, golden luster flowing over his body; the golden battle armor resembled a golden‑silk jade robe, dazzlingly brilliant.

The Saints of Huangjin City were deeply moved.

It should be noted that it had been a long time since any golden bloodline could forge golden battle armor; Nangong Mo created a long‑awaited miracle.

"Nangong Mo, you have already severed ties with the City Lord; on what grounds..."

A Saint of Huangjin City, with a cold expression, stepped forward and loudly rebuked Nangong Mo.

However, before he could finish, his eyes widened.

Because Nangong Mo had actually attacked him!

Although Nangong Mo was not a Saint, he had pushed his golden bloodline to the limit, forging golden battle armor, and, with the power of the Bu Tian Stone, seized the unprepared Saint and killed him with a single strike.

The Huangjin City's Saint had a massive hole blasted into his abdomen; leaning back, he collapsed straight onto the ground, kicking up clouds of dust.

Sss~

The crowd hadn't expected Nangong Mo to be so ruthless; without a second thought, he killed a Saint of Huangjin City!

"I said, any dissenters—die!"

Nangong Mo's voice was as light as a feather, yet carried a power that made others dare not speak.

Ye Qingran looked at Nangong Mo and saw his eyes filled with ink‑black darkness, as if he had lost all emotion, completely turned black.

"Nangong Mo, you dare kill the Elder of Huangjin City, someone like you simply has no..."

Nan Gong Han inwardly sneered that Nangong Mo was digging his own grave, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly.

Then, he also died.

Looking at Nan Gong Han's fallen corpse, those present no longer knew how to describe their feelings.

This Nangong Mo, could he be a devil?

No one could stop Nangong Mo any longer; he reached out and inhaled, a token flew from Nan Gong Cang's body and fell into his hand.

"Golden Battle Armor, Heaven-Mending Stone, City Lord Token, all three are ready." Nangong Mo said softly.

"From today onward, I, Nangong Mo, am the lord of Huangjin City; those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish!"

These words contained endless Mysterious Force, transmitted into everyone's ears, spreading far away.

At this moment, his golden blood burned to the extreme.

Ye Qingran was certain that Nangong Mo had turned dark.

However, she did not find it strange.

The Elders of Huangjin City, each furrowing their brows, felt immensely complicated.

On one hand, they saw hope because of Nangong Mo's bloodline talent; on the other hand, they felt worried because of his recent actions.

No one expected that Nangong Mo, who had become the lord of Huangjin City, would soon perform an astonishingly shocking act.