Chapter 404 Destroying the High Priest
As the current head of the Murong Clan and one of the women in Yan Chu's harem, Murong Yuanshuang had once been thoroughly explored in the imperial palace.
However, after Yan Chu left Northern Mang, she was driven out by Xiao Yuanjia.
Of course, her attachment to Yan Chu was purely to preserve the foundation of the Murong Clan; she had nothing to miss and obediently followed Xiao Yuanjia's orders.
She knew the members of the Luan Di Clan very well and was well aware that the Left Worthy King had always been cautious; he would never dare seek revenge without absolute certainty.
But what puzzled her was that Yan Chu was now the acknowledged number one in the world.
An existence who had once fought and defeated the Divine Ability Realm of the Upper Realm.
What exactly did the Left Worthy King rely on to dare come seeking his own death?
Just then, a figure flashed in mid-air. Xiao Yuanjia descended in a white palace dress like a Fairy from the clouds, her world-class beauty instantly capturing the attention of everyone present.
Following her, Xiao Nanxu and Pucha Yunge landed one after another. Both were rare beauties in the world, their appearances being of the highest caliber.
Murong Yuanshuang rolled her eyes in annoyance, swallowing the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
"Empress!"
"Greetings, Empress!!"
Xiao Sidao and the others stepped forward to pay their respects, their attitudes exceptionally reverent.
Xiao Yuanjia was already the number one person in the Northern Mang grasslands, and Yan Chu's strength as the world's top master was even more awe-inspiring. Xiao Yuanjia was not only his woman but had also borne him a son.
As long as Yan Chu existed, Xiao Yuanjia's position was as stable as Mount Tai.
No one dared to challenge her.
Just as everyone expected Xiao Yuanjia to forcefully strike and kill the Left Worthy King and his companions, they saw her walk straight to the tall middle-aged man who had remained silent from the start and bow gracefully.
"Yuanjia pays respects to the High Priest!"
What?!!
Hearing Xiao Yuanjia's words, Pu Cha Shou and the others felt as if their heads had exploded with a bang, their scalps instantly going numb.
Looking closely, this middle-aged man they had completely ignored and hadn't even spared a glance did indeed have a faint resemblance to the High Priest.
Primarily, the High Priest held the highest seniority in Northern Mang, having reached over a thousand years of age; no one present had seen what he looked like in his youth.
Only then did the High Priest turn his head, sizing Xiao Yuanjia up, lingering on her face for a moment longer.
That enchanting and heart-stirringly beautiful face now held a trace of maternal radiance. Even Xiao Yuanjia herself hadn't noticed this, but it could not be hidden from the eyes of others.
"I heard that you not only betrayed Luan Di Tianye but also gave birth to a bastard for Yan Chu?"
As soon as the High Priest spoke, Xiao Yuanjia's heart sank.
She had thought he might show some past sentiment, but it seemed he had come with ill intent.
In that case, she could only stall for time and wait for Yan Chu to arrive.
Xiao Yuanjia had a very clear understanding of herself; although she had achieved Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, she was still very, very far from being a match for the High Priest.
After a moment of silence, Xiao Yuanjia parted her cherry lips and said:
"The High Priest's words are too harsh. Yan Chu's strength is unrivaled in the world. Even when the Great Khan held the sun-shooting divine bow, he was no match. Since you were not here, what other choice did we have but to submit to him?"
"Did you want us all to die at Yan Chu's hands?"
"Hmph!"
The High Priest snorted coldly, sounding like a thunderclap exploding in everyone's ears. Immediately, some people let out muffled groans, and blood began to seep from their ears.
"Utter nonsense!"
"You clearly sided with Yan Chu long ago, gave yourself to him, and shamelessly bore his bastard. What are you doing here, pretending to be innocent?"
Now that the Left Worthy King had someone backing him, he immediately let loose his full fury, pointing at the others and cursing:
"You traitors, it's one thing to submit to Yan Chu out of fear of death, but you even acted as accomplices to slaughter my Luan Di Clan. Every one of you deserves to die!"
"Heh."
Xiao Yuanjia sneered back:
"When Luantu Kuo summoned the Eagle God to the Lower Realm, he sacrificed millions of people from the Imperial Court. Did they deserve to die?"
"No one wants to die. Why shouldn't it be the members of your Luan Di Clan who die?"
"You—"
"Enough!"
The High Priest barked, interrupting everyone's argument. His oppressive gaze swept across the field, and everyone lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.
"Considering that you are all of the grassland Bloodline and children of the eternal heaven, I will spare you for now."
"High Priest..." The Left Worthy King grew anxious and hurriedly spoke.
The High Priest raised his hand to stop him and continued:
"However, while the death penalty is spared, punishment is inescapable!"
"From this day forth, the position of Khan of Beiman returns to the Luan Di Clan; they remain the sole royal family of Northern Mang. Those who participated in the slaughter of the Luan Di Clan will have their ringleaders executed, while the rest will have their cultivation base revoked and be sent to Chilie Mountain as medicine slaves!"
With those words, the faces of Xiao Sidao, Pu Cha Shou, and the others all changed.
To be demoted from high-and-mighty Devas to medicine slaves—how was that any different from death?
"As for you..."
The High Priest looked at Xiao Yuanjia again and said coldly:
"You colluded with Northern Mang's great enemy and bore a bastard. Considering your cultivation was not easy to achieve, if you personally execute the bastard, I will spare your life!"
"Impossible!"
Xiao Yuanjia refused sharply, a cold light flickering in her charming eyes. Her child was now her only bottom line; even at the cost of her own life, she would never allow anyone to harm him.
"If you dare to do this, High Priest, aren't you afraid of enraging Yan Chu?"
"What did you say?"
The High Priest seemed to have heard a hilarious joke. After a momentary stun, he suddenly threw his head back and began to laugh loudly.
"Hahahaha..."
The sound was like a giant bell, echoing through the heavens and the earth, scaring away birds and beasts.
"Since I dared to come, do you think I would fear a mere Yan Chu? Never mind that he is only at the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown stage; even if he had condensed Innate Fetal Respiration, he wouldn't be able to withstand a single blow from me!"
Having achieved the Heavenly Demon Body, the High Priest's confidence was overflowing.
He believed that in this world, besides himself, there was no one else at the Yuantai Realm Perfection level, not even Daoist Taiwei of the Daoist Sect.
"Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown?"
Hearing this, the expressions of everyone present became extremely strange.
Where had the High Priest gone during his disappearance? Which remote corner of the mountains had he been in? How could his information be so outdated?
Who in the world didn't know? Even the Divine Ability Realm experts of the Upper Realm were no match for Yan Chu; his cultivation had long since reached a level unprecedented and unsurpassed.
This was also the reason why the people of Northern Mang had not switched sides again, even when facing the High Priest.
Otherwise, these turncoats would have kneeled in a second, betraying Yan Chu until nothing was left.
"Hmm? What's with those looks?"
Seeing their expressions, the High Priest couldn't help but frown. An extremely dangerous aura slowly rose from him, like a terrifying primeval Vicious Beast about to devour someone.
Overawed by this aura, everyone was terrified and couldn't help but tremble.
But no one spoke.
Only Xiao Yuanjia spoke softly, her voice soft and enchanting:
"Before coming here, High Priest, didn't you find someone to ask for the news?"
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