Chapter 325: Chapter 321: The Furious Kylin Sacred Land_1
"Your Majesty, stern measures are needed in times of chaos. The empire is on the verge of turmoil, and our resources are limited. Rather than distributing them equally, which might benefit those ungrateful individuals who repay loyalty with treachery, we should allocate more resources to the citizens loyal to the state!" Zhao Yun stepped forward and cupped his hands in a salute.
He strongly supported Guo Jia’s strategy. His in-depth analysis from a resource perspective had enlightened many ministers, who nodded repeatedly.
In the martial world, cultivation resources were paramount, and Zhao Yun’s suggestion better aligned with the nation’s interests.
Xiao He paused for a moment, then retreated to his position without refuting.
Things have come to this point. If I continue to object, I’ll be going against the interests of the nation and the millions of citizens loyal to the Qin Dynasty.
"Excellent! Proceed as Minister Guo Jia advises. Divide all citizens of the nation into three tiers: upper, middle, and lower!"
Seeing no further objections, Qin Wudao issued the command in a resonant voice.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
The civil and military officials bowed respectfully, showing their support.
After some more discussion, the court assembly officially concluded. Just as Qin Wudao was about to leave, he saw a eunuch approaching. His brow furrowed slightly, as he recognized this eunuch as one who served the Retired Emperor.
"Your Majesty, the Retired Emperor requests your presence at the Palace of Ten-thousand Flowers," the eunuch said with a smile after bowing.
"Lead the way."
Qin Wudao considered for a moment and decided to go. A man should keep his word. If worst comes to worst, I can just say I’m not interested.
The eunuch, bowing deeply, led the way from the side.
「The Kylin Holy Land!」
The atmosphere was harmonious, and smiles adorned the faces of all passing disciples. There were two reasons for their joy: first, their cultivation levels had increased after the arrival of the spiritual energy tide; second, their long-dormant Old Ancestors had awakened and broken through to the Great Emperor Realm.
Kirin Hall was heavily guarded, with disciples patrolling its surroundings.
One by one, Martial Artists of the Emperor Realm, exuding formidable auras, strode into the hall. Meanwhile, the elders, who normally had the privilege of engaging in discussions within, could only stand outside.
As noon approached and the last Emperor Realm Martial Artist had entered, a protective formation activated around the hall, preventing eavesdropping.
"Old Ancestor, according to our census, the Holy Land currently has five Millennial Great Emperors, one Great Emperor of Old, and twenty-six ordinary Great Emperor Martial Artists!"
"There are a total of ninety-six Semi-Emperor Martial Artists and over six thousand Martial Artists in the Saint King Realm!"
The Kylin Saint Master, seated on a jade chair to the side, reported respectfully after performing a salute.
Seated in the most central position was Old Ancestor Wanlin of the Fourth Epoch. With white hair and a ruddy complexion, he wore a purple robe and exuded a terrifying pressure.
Further down were Millennial Great Emperors like Old Ancestor Tianqilin, seated alongside the Kylin Saint Master.
As for the other ordinary Emperor Realm Martial Artists, they were seated even lower and held little influence in the discussions.
"Tianqilin, you have done well this time!" Old Ancestor Wanlin praised Old Ancestor Tianqilin after hearing the report.
If Old Ancestor Tianqilin hadn’t sealed the Semi-Emperor Martial Artists, their current number of Emperor Realm Martial Artists would be less than half of what it was.
Twenty-six ordinary Emperor Realm Martial Artists were enough to place them in the top ten among the twenty-three Holy Lands in the world, giving him the confidence to face the challenges ahead.
"This disciple was merely doing his duty!" Old Ancestor Tianqilin hurriedly rose and bowed respectfully.
"And what of our prodigies? How many disciples from the Holy Land have entered the Immortal Rankings?" Old Ancestor Wanlin’s tone shifted as he asked gravely. In this era of immortal opportunities, he was more concerned about the strength of the younger generation.
The Kylin Saint Master and Old Ancestor Tianqilin exchanged a look. Then, the former stood up and said with a face full of shame, "We await your punishment, Old Ancestor. All the prodigies of our sect were abducted by the Eternal Temple!"
Upon hearing this, Old Ancestor Wanlin’s smile vanished. He asked coldly, "What happened?"
"Reporting to Old Ancestor, the origin of this matter traces back to the Great Qin Ancient Court..." the Kylin Saint Master began, embellishing the tale to shift all blame onto the Great Qin Ancient Court. "Old Ancestor, the Great Qin Ancient Court has become exceedingly arrogant and tyrannical! Relying on their Emperor Realm Martial Artists, they show no respect for our Holy Land!"
"If they disrespect the Holy Land, doesn’t that mean they also disrespect you, Old Ancestor—"
BANG!
Hearing this, Old Ancestor Wanlin flew into a rage. He slammed his palm on the armrest and roared, "Insolence!"
A terrifying aura enveloped the hall.
All the Emperor Realm Martial Artists, including Old Ancestor Tianqilin, felt a chill run down their spines. They quickly lowered their heads, shrinking down like ostriches.
"The Great Qin Ancient Court caused our Holy Land to lose our Kylin Child! If this enmity is not avenged, how could this Ancestor ever show his face in the world again?"
Old Ancestor Wanlin stood up, his face still blazing with undiminished anger. He pinned all blame for Shen Youlin’s disappearance onto the Great Qin Ancient Court, deliberately omitting any mention of the Eternal Temple.
He knew full well that the Kylin Holy Land was no match for the Eternal Temple!
"Yes, it’s all the fault of the Great Qin Ancient Court!"
"Old Ancestor, I request that we dispatch troops to suppress the Great Qin Ancient Court..."
The elders in the hall, all knowing the truth in their hearts, unanimously directed their accusations at the Great Qin Ancient Court, speaking with righteous indignation.
"I decree!" Old Ancestor Wanlin commanded in a deep voice. "Tianqilin and Fengqilin shall lead six Emperor Realm Martial Artists to the Great Qin Ancient Court and bring me Qin Wudao’s head!"
"As you command!"
"As you command!"
Two Millennial Great Emperors stepped forward, cupped their fists, and accepted the order.
「Land of Extreme Cold—Territory of the Ice Emperor Bear Clan!」
Xiong Lie sat on his ice-snow throne, a satisfied smile on his face as he observed the five imposing figures flanking him.
Six Emperor Realm Martial Artists!
This was the entire foundation of the Ice Emperor Bear Clan, and it also marked their most glorious era!
"Esteemed Ancestors, the Ten Thousand Demons Saint’s Court has sent a letter. They want us to attack the Kylin Holy Land and muddy the waters in the East Border!" Xiong Lie announced with a hearty laugh, holding up a letter.
The Ten Thousand Demons Saint’s Court was the Ice Emperor Bear Clan’s backer and also one of the top factions in the Middle Region.
"Clan Leader, the Kylin Holy Land is not weak. With the strength of just the six of us, isn’t that... too risky?" an Emperor Realm Ancestor on his right hesitated before voicing his concern.
"Ancestor, there’s no need to worry. The Ten Thousand Demons Saint’s Court will send reinforcements. Speaking of which, this expert is a close relative of ours—a senior from the Water Bear Royal Clan, a Ten-thousand-year Emperor!" Xiong Lie said with a laugh.
At these words, the five Ancestors finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then grew excited.
With a Ten-thousand-year Emperor backing us, what the hell is there to fear? Let’s just go for it!
"Clan Leader, when will the senior from the Water Bear Royal Clan arrive?" an Emperor Realm Ancestor asked.
"He should be here soon, I suppose!" Xiong Lie replied uncertainly. He, too, couldn’t accurately gauge the speed of a Ten-thousand-year Emperor.
"Haha, I arrived while you were still discussing!"
Suddenly, a powerful, resonant voice descended from the heavens. The sky, tens of thousands of meters high, ripped open, and a colossal white bear, hundreds of zhang tall and resembling a giant mountain, emerged.
It hovered in the Void, its eyes crimson. Gripping a Wolf Fang Club, it exuded an aura of tyranny and savagery!