98: Chapter 98 A mere child like Qingdan dares to play tricks on the emperor?

In less than a month, the Three-Kingdoms Allied Forces indeed arrived at the gates of the Imperial Capital. Xiao Ye arrived as scheduled, stepping into the Great Qian Imperial Palace with a leisurely pace, as if he were strolling through his own back garden.

Qian Tian, the Lord of the Great Qian Kingdom, personally hosted a banquet to welcome Xiao Ye. After several rounds of drinks, Qian Tian stood up and cupped his hands, his face wrinkling into a smile. "Fellow Daoist Xiao, I have long heard of your great name. To meet you today is truly the good fortune of Great Qian."

Xiao Ye gave a faint smile. His gaze swept over the civil and military officials in the hall. He bypassed the guest seat Qian Tian had arranged for him and strode toward the Dragon Throne at the very head of the hall—then sat down with a thud, even patting the armrest as if testing a sofa.

The hall suddenly fell silent. One could hear a needle drop.

"Presumptuous!" A military general drew his sword and shouted in anger, his face flushed red. "That is Your Majesty's seat!"

Xiao Ye leaned back on the Dragon Throne, crossed his legs, and looked at Qian Tian with a smile. His tone was indifferent. "I can't sit here?"

The civil and military officials all stared at Qian Tian. The air in the hall froze, the atmosphere as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.

Qian Tian's expression shifted, turning blue then white, and white then blue, like a dye vat. He looked at Xiao Ye’s smiling face, then at the bright sword in the general's hand—the tragic fate of the ten Golden Core Enshrined Experts instantly flashed through his mind.

Then, he forced out a sliver of a smile, reached out to press down the general's sword hilt, and said in a dry voice, "Step down."

The general was stunned and reluctantly sheathed his sword and retreated.

Qian Tian turned to Xiao Ye, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and flattery. His smile looked worse than crying. "It's fine, it's fine. Fellow Daoist, please sit wherever you like. Anywhere is fine."

Xiao Ye nodded with satisfaction, leaned back on the Dragon Throne, reached out to take a Spirit Fruit from the fruit plate beside him, and took a "crunchy" bite, juice splashing everywhere.

"Alright, let's talk—where is the enemy army? I'll go warm up first."

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, follow me!" Qian Tian led the way, and Xiao Ye followed him out of the Imperial Palace.

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"Qian Tian, where is this?" Xiao Ye followed him all the way out of the Imperial Capital to an open plain outside the city. He stopped and narrowed his eyes as he surveyed the surroundings.

No matter how Xiao Ye looked at it, something felt wrong—figures flickered on the surrounding hills, banners fluttered, and a thick Killing Intent filled the air. Even the grass stopped swaying.

Qian Tian did not answer; instead, he quickened his pace, retreating several yards to put a safe distance between them.

In the next second, countless soldiers suddenly surged from the surrounding hills, a black mass that surrounded the entire plain so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak through.

Immediately after, fifteen figures descended from the sky, hovering in front of Xiao Ye.

The three in the lead had powerful auras; they were surprisingly three at Core Formation Great Perfection—the top combat power of the Three-Kingdoms Allied Forces had all arrived.

"Hahaha—" Standing in the distance, Qian Tian finally tore off his disguise. He laughed so hard that the wrinkles on his face were trembling. "Xiao Ye, did you really think I would bow my head to you? You killed my three sons and destroyed my ten enshrined experts. This enmity is irreconcilable!"

Xiao Ye stood with his hands in his pockets, tilting his head to look at him. His expression was as calm as if he were looking at a fish that had jumped onto the shore.

"I merely used a small trick to lure you out." The more Qian Tian spoke, the more smug he became, his voice even becoming airy. "Can you guess why I could make the Three-Kingdoms Allied Forces stop the war and instead ambush you? Because you have an extraordinary treasure on you! A Mortal who was trash just a few years ago reaching the Golden Core stage in just a few short years—who would believe that without some Heaven-Defying treasure?"

"I used this news as a bargaining chip to get them to withdraw their troops—they agreed that as long as I helped them capture you, they would withdraw!"

After listening, Xiao Ye was silent for two seconds, then "pfft" and burst out laughing. "What are you laughing at?" Qian Tian frowned.

"I'm laughing at your stupidity." Xiao Ye shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of pity. "Do you think that once they get the treasure, they will still keep their promise?"

Qian Tian's smile froze on his face, and he belatedly began to break into a cold sweat.

Xiao Ye turned to look at the three commanders at Core Formation Great Perfection and asked with a smile, "Gentlemen, am I right?" The three commanders looked at each other, and their lips curled up at the same time. The commander of the Yan Kingdom, who was in the lead, stroked his chin and slowly added a finishing blow: "Lord of the Great Qian Kingdom, your son-in-law understands things better than you do."

Qian Tian's face turned pale. He subconsciously took two steps back, his legs starting to tremble.

"However—" Xiao Ye's tone shifted. He cracked his wrists with a "crack-crack" sound. "Since you've come, don't leave. It just so happens that I've been lacking some practice targets lately."

As soon as he finished speaking, his entire being turned into an afterimage, charging straight at the three commanders.

The three clearly knew of Xiao Ye's record of fighting ten at once, and they didn't dare to take the blow alone.

They joined forces with the other twelve Core Formation Cultivators to attack him. But before Xiao Ye, who had already deployed the Seven Kill Sword Array, it was a complete one-sided crushing.

In less than ten breaths, the three Great Perfection experts were knocked over, and the twelve Core Formation Cultivators were spitting blood, lying scattered all over the ground like a vegetable patch hit by a typhoon.

Xiao Ye clapped his hands and looked down at the pile of "dead dogs" on the ground, giving a nonchalant evaluation: "A bunch of Green Core trash, and you dare to challenge me, a Golden Core Old Ancestor?"

He turned around and looked at Qian Tian, who was already slumped on the ground in the distance. He walked over slowly, squatted down, and patted his face. "Father-in-law, you've really put me in a tough spot this time."

Qian Tian trembled all over, his lips quivering for a long time before he squeezed out a sentence: "What... what do you want?"

"Simple." Xiao Ye held up a finger. "First, those two princesses of yours will be sent to the Xiao Family tomorrow. Second—" He stood up and looked down at Qian Tian with a playful tone. "I haven't been an emperor yet. From now on, I have the final say in Great Qian."

"Impossible!" Qian Tian suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot. "Great Qian can only belong to my Qian family. Unless I die—"

"Oh? So fierce?" Xiao Ye casually swung his sword, sending his father-in-law to the afterlife.

Qian Tian didn't even have time to react before his body slumped down. Before he died, he only had time to frantically complain in his mind: I hadn't finished speaking! I wanted to say—unless my whole family dies. Otherwise, it's impossible for me to pass the throne to you.

As long as you kill all my offspring, wouldn't I have no choice but to pass it to you, my son-in-law?! What are you in such a rush for?!

He closed his eyes, his gaze full of resentment, dying with his eyes open.

Two months later, the Great Qian Imperial Capital took on a new look. Red lanterns were hung all over the city walls, and red silk stretched from the city gates all the way to the palace. The entire city was filled with joy.

Xiao Ye married two princesses at once. In addition, the countless Spirit Stones, spiritual materials, and Magical Artifacts paid as compensation by the three nations filled ten warehouses, so packed that there was no room to even step into the corridors.

There were more guests than ever before—especially the messengers from the three nations, each wearing a fawning smile, wishing they could worship Xiao Ye as an ancestor.

After all, this man was a ruthless person who had almost wiped out the Three-Kingdoms Allied Forces single-handedly. Who would dare to offend him?

At the banquet, Xiao Ye had one arm around a princess and held a wine cup in the other hand. Looking at Li Fu, who was busy selecting concubines for him, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "Being an emperor is truly different! I don't even have to pick up Fairies myself; they come to my door to be chosen."

"Isn't this quality better than choosing 'princesses' at a club?"

He comfortably ate a small, milky-scented grape fed to him by a princess!

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