How ironic!
Lu Fengxian gave a fierce smile and swung his sword to strike!
"You don't fear the Emperor, you just know you're going to die!"
"No! Don't!"
Monk Fayuan was scared out of his wits, his crotch completely soaked.
The onlookers present all showed shock on their faces!
Killing someone in the street, right under the Emperor's nose!
Even a court official would be punished with death for this!
They admired Qin Xiao, but also sighed in pity.
Exacting vengeance might be satisfying, but the price to pay would be tragic.
Just as Lu Fengxian's longsword was about to fall.
"Stop!"
Clatter!
A large group of soldiers armed with broadswords rushed over.
The crowd hastily scattered, terrified of getting involved in trouble.
Among the soldiers, the leading man was burly and fierce-looking. Clad in black armor, he strode aggressively at the forefront.
"I am the Commandant of the Xianyang City Patrol Office!"
The dark-faced Commandant glared coldly at the crowd and shouted.
"Committing murder right at the feet of the Emperor! Do you hold His Majesty in such contempt?"
"Or perhaps... you are rebels!"
Before Qin Xiao could even speak, a series of accusations had been thrown at him.
First, disrespecting the Emperor, and then, being a rebel.
This caused Qin Xiao to narrow his eyes slightly.
Hearing this, Lu Fengxian's anger flared. Holding up Monk Fayuan, he spoke furiously.
"Are you blind? It was this monk from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple who disregarded the law and brought people to capture this little beggar! How did we suddenly become the rebels?"
The little beggar dropped to her knees with a thud and kowtowed to the dark-faced Commandant.
"My lord, we are wronged! They are good people! I am an innocent girl from the Northern Liang Military Compound. These monks seized me and tried to force themselves on me. Please, my lord, see the truth!"
"The monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple have captured a large group of women. I barely managed to escape. I beg you, my lord, to give me justice!"
Her voice was choked with sobs, every word weeping blood, as if she had suffered a monumental injustice.
"Wait!"
Qin Xiao suddenly looked at the little beggar.
"You are from the Northern Liang Military Compound?"
The Northern Liang Army was his army.
A million soldiers served him.
Once, for the sake of the Great Qin, they fought the Xiongnu and swept across the world. Countless soldiers had died in battle.
To care for the families of the fallen soldiers, Qin Xiao specially established the Northern Liang Military Compound.
It was to ensure that those widowed and helpless elderly people would have a place to live.
"Y-yes, young master..."
The little beggar noticed that the way Qin Xiao looked at her had changed. Like a frightened fawn, she shrank back.
However, she did not see a man's lust in his eyes.
Instead, there was pity... and self-blame...
Qin Xiao took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the complex emotions in his heart.
"I remember the imperial court provides subsidies for the fallen soldiers, and distributes silver to their families every year. It should be more than enough for living expenses. How did you end up like this?"
The little beggar looked helpless, her eyes vacant as she muttered to herself.
"Silver? The court distributes silver to us?"
"Isn't having a place to live already a great mercy from the court?"
Seeing the little beggar's eyes, Qin Xiao's heart clenched fiercely, and his eyes instantly turned red.
An unprecedented fury burned violently in his chest!
Killing intent spread out in all directions like a tidal wave!
The surrounding temperature plummeted!
Everyone present shuddered!
"So that's how it is!"
"They have been lying to me all along!"
"The families of my subordinates have been living in misery this whole time!"
Qin Xiao clenched his fists until they cracked, his entire body radiating an icy chill!
He gritted his teeth!
His eyes were filled with monstrous rage!
He campaigned across the world for the sake of the common people behind him.
Likewise, for those soldiers who followed him and died in battle.
If even their families could not find peace!
Then what exactly did those fallen soldiers fight for!
Back then, when he led his troops to conquer the world, he entrusted the families of the Northern Liang soldiers to Emperor Qinwu.
He received a personal promise from Emperor Qinwu.
That the families of the Northern Liang Army would be treated well, with annual subsidies and ample pensions. Only then did Qin Xiao feel at ease to go to war.
"Whether it was Emperor Qinwu who embezzled the pensions of the Northern Liang Army, or the subordinate officials who participated, I... will not let a single one of them go!"
Qin Xiao's eyes revealed a bone-piercing killing intent, a tyrannical and cruel rage churning within him!
At this moment.
He wanted to unleash a massacre!
To slaughter the court officials, everyone involved in this matter, from top to bottom!
After a long while, Qin Xiao finally suppressed the explosive anger in his heart.
Qin Xiao gazed gently at the little beggar.
"With me here, I will get you justice for this matter!"
A warm, large hand rested on the little beggar's head.
It was warm and made the little beggar feel a sense of security.
She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears.
"No... young master, thank you!"
"For you to stand up for me is already a blessing."
The little beggar shook her head, her thin face full of gratitude.
She and Qin Xiao met by chance and had no prior connection.
For her sake, Qin Xiao had already offended the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple.
She did not want Qin Xiao to put himself in danger for her anymore.
"With the lord from the imperial court here, he will uphold justice for me."
The little beggar kowtowed to the dark-faced Commandant.
"Please, my lord, uphold justice for this common girl!"
The little beggar looked pitiful and delicate, her tear-filled eyes evoking sympathy from anyone who saw her.
The onlookers' chests heaved with anger, wishing they could kill the beasts from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple!
"We beg you, my lord, to uphold justice for us! Punish this bald donkey!"
When one person shouted, countless others roared in agreement.
"We all have sons and daughters. This monk captures innocent girls; who's to say they won't capture our daughters in the future!"
"He must be severely punished! Give us justice!"
"A life for a life, a debt paid in money. We are all ordinary people! This bald donkey captured innocent women, he should be punished by the law!"
"...."
Monk Fayuan watched the crowd boil over.
His face was as pale as paper, panic evident in his eyes.
"Save me! I am a disciple of Fozi!"
The dark-faced Commandant's eyes flickered, and he turned to reprimand the surrounding commoners.
"A bunch of unruly peasants! How dare you make a racket while I am handling official business!"
Then, he pointed his finger at the little beggar, disdain in his eyes.
"You are just a beggar without any proof. Why do you claim that the eminent monks of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple are capturing women?"
"Do you have evidence?"
The little beggar choked, instantly frantically trying to explain.
"My lord, the women they captured are in the back mountain of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple. I saw it with my own eyes! As long as you lead your men to search, you will definitely..."
"Insolent!"
The little beggar was impatiently interrupted by the dark-faced Commandant before she could finish.
"How can the sacred grounds of Buddhism be searched so easily?"
"To defile the Buddhist sect without any evidence, you truly have a lot of nerve!"
At this moment, Monk Fayuan also jumped out, chanting the Buddha's name to the surroundings.
"Amitabha! This little beggar stole silver from our temple's merit box, which is why we sent people to pursue her."
"We originally intended to use the Dharma to reform this little beggar, but unexpectedly, she turned around and falsely accused us, slandering our Buddhist temple as a place that harbors filth. Sinful, truly sinful."
As soon as he spoke, he completely silenced everyone.
The little beggar stood frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.
"N-no... it's not like that... my lord..."
"Enough!"
The dark-faced Commandant gave the little beggar no chance to explain at all.
"Men! Take this thief away!"
With a wave of his hand, several soldiers immediately rushed forward.
"I would like to see who dares!"
Qin Xiao took a step forward, shielding the little beggar behind him.
The soldiers were frightened into stepping back by the chilling, murderous aura radiating from Qin Xiao.
Monk Fayuan took the opportunity to speak beside the dark-faced captain.
"This guy is in cahoots with the little beggar! Just now he was about to commit murder in the streets! Benefactor, you must not let him go!"
He pointed at Qin Xiao as he spoke.
Hearing this, a cold light flashed in the dark-faced captain's eyes.
"Men! Arrest all these lunatics!"
"If they resist... kill them without mercy!"
Clatter!
Over a hundred soldiers drew their blades and swarmed forward!
Wielding long swords that gleamed with a cold light, they completely surrounded the little beggar and Qin Xiao!
Lu Fengxian stood in front of Qin Xiao, glaring furiously at the soldiers.
The observing commoners looked at Qin Xiao with pity.
Since ancient times, commoners could never contend with officials.
At this moment, everyone believed Qin Xiao was undoubtedly a dead man!
Right at this time, an angry shout rang out.
"What do you think you are doing! Blocking the street and disturbing the Prime Minister, how should you be punished!"
A carriage came galloping over and stopped in front of the crowd.
The driver cursed angrily at the soldiers.
"Prime Minister?"
The dark-faced captain was startled and quickly cupped his hands in apology.
"I was unaware of the Prime Minister's arrival, please forgive me."
He pointed towards Qin Xiao.
"This thief disrespects His Majesty and attempted to commit murder in the street. This humble general is currently apprehending the criminal, I beg the Prime Minister's forgiveness!"
His voice was filled with apprehension and flattery; he was practically on the verge of kneeling as he spoke.
"Hmm? There are still people unafraid of death these days?"
A soft exclamation of surprise came from inside the carriage.
The carriage curtain was lifted to reveal a small gap.
Prime Minister Cai Kun poked half his head out to see who this reckless person was.
But just this single glance made him feel as if he had plunged into an icy abyss!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
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transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
young master of the Shen family—a figure of immense power and wealth beyond measure—and awakened the "Destined Ultimate Villain System"! His starting scenario? Running into his icy fiancée who shows up with a mountain-descending divine doctor to break off their engagement. The divine doctor arrogantly taunts: "What does your Shen family have besides a bit of stinking money? You're not even worthy of tying Qingxue's shoelaces!" Shen Fei just smiled. He completely defied the usual script: "Fine, I agree to break off the engagement. Also, notify the finance department to withdraw all investments from the Su family." Minutes later, with its capital chain severed, the Su Group teetered on the brink of bankruptcy! The once aloof and proud ice queen CEO was thrown into utter panic. That very night, she went to Shen Fei's villa, casting aside all dignity to beg and plead desperately... From then on, in this world teeming with Sons of Destiny, Shen Fei embarked on a path of extreme dimensional suppression! A mountain-descending divine doctor? Peerless medical skills? Shen Fei: "Reporting you for practicing medicine without a license! I'll gladly take your ancient medicinal cauldron and twin sister assassins." The Crooked-Smiling Dragon King? Commanding a hundred thousand soldiers with a single order? Shen Fei: "Illegal assembly and suspected treason! Let a fleet of attack helicopters sanitize the area and teach you what the state apparatus really means!" A reborn tycoon? Knows all the golden opportunities of the next decade? Shen Fei: "A trillion in capital to reverse and pump the stock market, making you blow your margin and jump on the very first day of your rebirth!" What Chosen Ones? What bearers of Heavenly Fortune? In Shen Fei's eyes, they're all just chives (i.e., suckers/marks) waiting to be harvested! Shen Fei: "Sorry, but as the Destined Ultimate Villain, I don't play by the rules of honor. I only play the game of dimensional suppression."
