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Emperor Yonghe shook his head silently and no longer considered such escapist thoughts.
When he was young, he dreamed of being a powerful and wise emperor who could turn the tide of the country. The first time he held the Human Emperor Sword, he also had ambitions to eliminate the deep-rooted problems in the world, but now…
As for his choice now?
He simply didn’t want to be the last emperor of the Great Yan Imperial Court, he wanted to continue the royal legacy.
"I will order Hai Wuya to enter the palace immediately and question him myself." Emperor Yonghe said slowly as he held the Human Emperor Sword:
"If he is truly a member of the Wuji Association rebels, he shall be put to death."
Dao Ke was slightly silent, with no expression on his face.
His initial purpose was just to inform Emperor Yonghe at the palace and then proceed with the arrests.
"Don’t forget, since joining the Wuji Association, he hasn’t been your official of Great Yan, but a spy of the rebels lurking in the shadows."
"Once everything is out in the open, Hai Wuya will not only die but also be exposed to the world."
Great Dao Sect wants to show their power, and since Hai Wuya is a high-ranking official with a prominent status, and possibly connected to the Wuji Association leadership, he naturally becomes a prime target.
Although Immortal Changqing from Long Life Gate wants to win over Hai Wuya, Elder Qingyi discovered that Hai Wuya had spent thirty years studying in the heavenly prison, and realized that he was unlikely to join the Immortal Gate.
Therefore, Hai Wuya had no choice but to die.
As for how Hai Wuya died, whether it was Immortal Gate or the Emperor who killed him, as long as Immortal Gate’s goal of establishing dominance is achieved, it’s fine.
The Human Emperor Sword is a sword of fortune that has never been stained with the blood of cultivators. No one wants to risk testing the sharpness of the Human Emperor Sword.
Elder Qingyi doesn’t want it, and Dao Ke doesn’t want it either.
After speaking, Dao Ke turned and left, leaving Emperor Yonghe alone standing in front of the painting of the founding emperor on the wall, feeling somewhat desolate.
Emperor Yonghe gazed alone at the painting on the wall, with fluctuating thoughts in his mind.
The Wuji Association is indeed a rebel group.
Since the Wuji Association’s assassination of Emperor Yonghe in Nan Province, Emperor Yonghe has been well aware:
If one day the Wuji Association truly obtains the power to defeat the Nine Immortal Gates, then the moment after the Nine Immortal Gates disappear will be when the Great Yan Imperial Court falls. ȑ
At that time, the world will change hands, and the royal family will lose power.
Nowadays, although the Nine Immortal Gates are arrogant, what they want more is the worship from the mortal world. The world ultimately still belongs to the Yan family, and there has been no change.
Before that, let’s make the people suffer first.
If we wait for several hundred years, the ancestor Yan Shenji’s cultivation will surely improve, and Emperor Yonghe will also grasp the way to use the Human Emperor Sword.
Therefore, if Hai Wuya is really a member of the chaotic Wuji Association, how could Emperor Yonghe protect such a person?
This palace, with Yan Shenji in charge, is actually the safest place in the entire Zhong Province in Emperor Yonghe’s eyes.
With this in mind, he immediately ordered Chu Xing to visit the Hai family’s mansion.
"The Immortal Gate’s words are true, so if Hai Wuya is indeed a member of the chaotic Wuji Association, then he may resist the order… Chu Xing, gather a hundred soldiers and go." Emperor Yonghe commanded.
The two martial arts techniques were somewhat connected, making it not difficult to switch between them. As the founder of the "Xumi Mountain King Sutra," Hai Wuya was more than capable of explaining the "Human Path Sutra" to the elderly disciples.
The reason for explaining the Human Path Sutra was to witness strong practitioners of this scripture, rather than just having a theoretical understanding of martial arts.
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps outside the door caught their attention, and the butler hurriedly ushered Chu Xing in.
Outside the mansion’s gate, there were over a hundred soldiers in armor.
These older white-headed soldiers may have been aged, but twenty of them were skilled Spirit Refining martial artists.
As Chu Xing stepped into Hai family’s mansion, the hundred elderly disciples also sensed something amiss, looking up and meeting his gaze.
"So many Spirit Refining martial artists?" Chu Xing’s eyes twitched slightly, sensing danger instinctively.
These old soldiers must be new to spiritual refining, and they look old and tired. It seems their energy is running low, so they probably wouldn’t stand a chance in a real fight against the emperor’s guards.
But there are too many of them…
Even though they have many soldiers with armor, it’s too much for them to handle twenty Spirit Refining martial artists.
"Could it be that this Hai Wuya is actually a member of the Wuji Association rebels?" Chu Xing’s eyes widened, and with a wave of his hand, the hundreds of soldiers waiting outside the door immediately rushed in.
The hundreds of soldiers outside and the white-headed soldiers inside stood facing each other, creating a tense atmosphere.
Hai Siyuan and the other old soldiers didn’t have many thoughts, they were just feeling a bit confused.
These white-headed soldiers had been waiting in the desert for forty years, but the reinforcements from Great Yan never arrived, only a few members of the Qiao family claiming to be from the Immortal Slaying Army.
And now, while sitting in their own home, they were suddenly surrounded by the soldiers of Great Yan?
The good news was, after waiting for forty years, they finally saw the soldiers of Great Yan arrive.
The bad news is, are these soldiers from Great Yan enemies?
Hai Siyuan found it all very absurd.
"What do you mean by this, Guard Chu?" Hai Wuya handed the "Human Path Sutra" to old man of the arsenal Li Changshi, then walked over with a calm expression.
"Please forgive me, Lord Hai. I overreacted." Chu Xing saw that the old soldiers didn’t show any hostile intentions, so he took out the decree and began to read it out.
"Do you mean I have to go to the palace immediately to meet the emperor?"
Hai Wuya knelt down and listened to the decree, glancing at the many soldiers behind Chu Xing from the corner of his eye, guessing in his heart.
He stood up to receive the imperial decree, looked up at the sky, only to see the setting sun dyeing the clouds red, signaling dusk approaching.
He gently patted Hai Siyuan’s shoulder and advised:
"Don’t be reckless, just going to the palace for an audience with the emperor."
"If I don’t return tonight, you can go to the outskirts of the city to find Dong Xinglin, Dr. Dong."
He took one last look at Hai Siyuan and the many elderly soldiers behind him, feeling no fear but only a slight smile, then turned to leave with Chu Xing.
To learn in the morning and die in the evening is satisfying.
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