137: Chapter 137 Killing the King and Killing the Father is Not as Good as Marrying; The Kingdom of Yankang is Granted to the Sword Immortal

Ye Xiu tossed the Crown Prince's corpse into the ruins of Taiji Palace as if it were trash.

"Now, it's quiet."

Ye Xiu clapped his hands, picked up his wine gourd again, and took a leisurely sip.

Outside the palace, the storm raged on, and the lightning that occasionally tore through the night sky illuminated the tragic scene inside Taiji Palace, making it look like Hell.

The Old Emperor sat paralyzed in a pool of blood beside the dragon throne, staring fixedly at the corpse of the Crown Prince, whose neck had been crushed.

There was no grief over the loss of his son.

As the supreme ruler of Yankang Kingdom, after a brief moment of shock, what flooded his mind was the endless despair of the Empire on the verge of collapse!

The Crown Prince was dead!

Great Leiyin Sect had sealed its mountains for a hundred years and completely abandoned the royal family!

The elite retainers of the imperial court had been slaughtered like vegetables by this young man in white holding a wine gourd!

If Ye Xiu turned and left now.

Within three days, the regional vassal kings and reclusive Sects of Yankang Kingdom, who commanded their own armies, would pounce on the capital like wolves smelling blood.

They would tear this massive Empire, which had lasted for hundreds of years, to pieces!

"Cult Leader Ye... wait!"

Seeing that Ye Xiu had finished his strong liquor and was about to tear through the Void Realm to leave, the Old Emperor suddenly let out a wail as if he were coughing up blood.

He couldn't even care about the fatal sword wound on his chest that was deep enough to see bone, and his hands gripped the blood-soaked bricks tightly.

Like an old dog, he crawled all the way to Ye Xiu's feet.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

This once authoritative and high-and-mighty monarch of Yankang, without any dignity, slammed his graying head heavily against Ye Xiu's blood-stained white boots.

"Cult Leader Ye! You cannot leave!"

The Old Emperor looked up, his face covered in snot and blood, his eyes filled with a near-manic plea and calculation:

"The rebellious son has been executed; this is what he deserved! But... but Yankang Kingdom cannot go a single day without a ruler!

My frail body cannot last many more days, and the other princes are useless trash with no achievements!

If you just leave like this, the world will surely fall into chaos, and the people will suffer!"

Ye Xiu stopped, lowered his head slightly, and a playful, cold light flashed in his heterochromatic eyes:

"The world in chaos, the people suffering? Old Emperor, have you gone senile?

I am the Sect Leader of the demonic Sect that everyone in the Righteous Path wants to kill. Whether this world is in chaos or not, what does that have to do with me?"

"No! You are not a Devil Head! You are the deity of this world! You are the savior of Yankang!"

The Old Emperor trembled all over, as if he had made some earth-shattering decision.

He suddenly pulled from his bosom the Imperial Jade Seal, stained with his own life essence and exuding a heavy aura of imperial authority, holding it high with both hands and offering it to Ye Xiu.

"I know you do not care for this mere mortal treasury, nor do you care for the empty title of a king equal to the ruler!

Then I... will offer the entire Yankang Empire to you on a silver platter!

As long as you nod, this Imperial Jade Seal is yours! You will be the new monarch of Yankang Kingdom!"

Inside Taiji Palace, there was a deathly silence. Only the thunder outside was rumbling.

Let a Sect Leader of a demonic Sect sit directly on the throne?

Such an absurd idea, if proposed a day ago, would not even be enough to warrant the execution of nine generations of one's family.

But at this moment, the Old Emperor felt this was the only way to preserve the royal Bloodline and the Yankang Empire!

As long as this invincible god of slaughter was tied to the chariot of Yankang Kingdom, who would dare to rebel?! Who would dare to disobey?!

Seeing that Ye Xiu did not reach out to take the seal, but only looked at him with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot, the Old Emperor panicked and hurriedly threw out another heavy bargaining chip:

"Cult Leader Ye! I know you are arrogant and unrestrained, and you disdain the infamy of 'usurping the throne and killing the monarch'!

I have a way! I have a perfect way!"

"Number Seven! Yes, my Seventh Princess!

The girl was taken by you to The Great Ruins. I know she has long secretly given her heart to you. You have already consummated your relationship, haven't you?!"

"I will issue an edict immediately! I will immediately appoint the girl as the Crown Princess! Then, I will personally bestow a marriage upon you and the Seventh Princess!

With the highest standard of imperial wedding in Yankang Kingdom, I will welcome you to marry into the family... no, I am inviting you to rule the world with the Crown Princess!"

"Killing the monarch and the father sounds too ugly; it is better to marry my daughter!

As long as you marry Number Seven, you will be the legitimate consort, regent, and even the future retired emperor of Yankang Kingdom!

This Empire will still be yours, and it will be legitimate, with the hearts of the world turning to you!"

The Old Emperor laid out his entire plan in one breath.

He looked at Ye Xiu with an extremely eager and longing gaze, as if looking at a peerless treasure.

Trading a daughter for a son-in-law who is invincible in the Sendai Realm and trading for a hundred years of stability for Yankang Kingdom—this deal was incredibly profitable!

However.

Faced with this temptation that would drive all the ambitious people in the world crazy—a princess with beauty that could topple nations, supreme imperial power, and legitimate righteousness.

Ye Xiu's reaction, however, made the Old Emperor feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

"Pfft—hahaha! Hahahaha!"

Ye Xiu suddenly threw his head back and laughed. The laughter started as a chuckle, then grew louder and louder.

Like rolling thunder, it shook the crumbling Taiji Palace, causing large pieces of debris to fall continuously.

The laughter was filled with extreme mockery and disdain.

"Old Emperor, oh Old Emperor, you really have gone to great pains."

Ye Xiu finished laughing and slowly restrained his smile.

He held the wine gourd in one hand and casually pointed with the other at the gilded dragon throne behind the Old Emperor, which symbolized the supreme authority.

"Do you really think I, the Sect Leader, care for your broken chair?"

Before the words had even faded.

Ye Xiu didn't even move a finger; he just narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Boom!"

A burst of Pure Yang True Fire mixed with overbearing Sword Intent instantly swept out from his body, slamming directly into the pure gold dragon throne!

The indestructible dragon throne, under Ye Xiu's Sword Intent, didn't even last half a breath before it exploded into golden dust filling the air!

The Old Emperor shuddered in fear, his face blank.

"Open your old eyes and look clearly!"

Ye Xiu looked down at the Old Emperor, his voice as cold as the wind and snow of midwinter:

"I, the Sect Leader, am a cultivator, not here to play house in the mortal world!

Emperor?

Trapped in this broken cage every day, reviewing those trivial memorials, guarding against that bunch of corrupt officials below, and still having to worry about the food and drink of the people of the world?

Ye Xiu must have water in his brain to accept this hot potato of yours!"

Ye Xiu stepped forward and stomped on the Imperial Jade Seal that the Old Emperor was holding up.

With a "crack," the top-quality jade, which symbolized the legitimacy of imperial power, was directly crushed with several deep cracks by his foot!

"As for the Seventh Princess you mentioned..."

Ye Xiu curled his lips into a wild arc, his eyes filled with unquestionable dominance:

"Fat Seven is now a person of The Great Ruins, and she is my woman! I sleep with my woman; do I need you, this old thing, to issue an edict to bestow a marriage?

What kind of thing are you to be worthy of officiating a marriage for me?!"

Boom!

These words from Ye Xiu were arrogant to the extreme, directly pressing the Old Emperor's last dignity as a monarch into the floor and grinding it crazily.

Yet the Old Emperor dared not have even the slightest bit of anger; he could only kowtow desperately to admit his mistake:

"Yes! Yes! The Sect Leader is right! I am senile! I am the one who reached too high!"

"However..."

Ye Xiu changed the subject, withdrew his foot from the jade seal, and sneered:

"You did say one thing right. If Yankang Kingdom really falls into chaos and wars are fought everywhere, it will inevitably affect the peace of The Great Ruins.

My wives hate noise the most."

Hearing this, a strong desire to survive burst forth in the Old Emperor's murky eyes: "Does the Sect Leader mean..."

"Keep the Empire for yourself.

For your frail body, I will casually reward you with a Medicinal Pill; it will be no problem for you to live another ten or twenty years."

Ye Xiu casually flicked a Medicinal Pill exuding rich Taiyi Vitality from his storage ring, tossing it in front of the Old Emperor as if giving alms to a beggar.

"But the rules must change."

Ye Xiu stood with his hands behind his back, turned around, and looked at the dark, rainy night sky outside the palace. His voice echoed over the imperial city like a divine decree:

"From this day on, Yankang Kingdom shall abolish the title of Empire and be demoted to a vassal state!

To see the holy flag of my Heavenly Demon Sect is to see divine might!

The Yankang royal family must pay annual tribute to The Great Ruins!

My Heavenly Demon Sect holds absolute power of life and death over the appointment and removal of all civil and military officials!"

"You may continue to manage this world.

But remember, you manage the world, and I, Ye Xiu—manage you!"