Decisive and Ruthless: The Villain Dies by Talking Too Much

Just as Wang Hao was still perfecting his "Great Xia Stock Market Leek Harvesting Plan" in his mind, a piercing sound of something tearing through the air suddenly came from the sky outside Ganquan Palace.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Five terrifying auras, like meteorites, descended from the sky and smashed heavily onto the white jade plaza in front of Ganquan Palace. The massive impact caused the entire imperial palace to tremble slightly.

"Assassins! Protect His Majesty!"

The guards outside the palace turned pale with fright and hastily set off the highest-level rescue signal. In an instant, countless Eastern Depot agents, Imperial Guards, and eunuch soldiers surged forward like a tide, tightly encircling the five figures.

Wei Zhongxian and Sun Li were the first to block the doorway. However, when they saw clearly that the five people were old men wearing dragon robes, their knees went soft from fear, and they dropped to the ground with a loud thud.

"Are you blind?! These are the royal ancestors! Everyone, back down!" Wei Zhongxian roared in his shrill voice.

Hearing this, the guards were terrified and quickly put away their weapons, retreating like a receding tide.

Wang Jingyuan and the others did not waste words, striding into the great hall. Wang Jingxuan was still carrying two people who were tied up like dead dogs with runic iron chains; it was none other than Ye Chen and his master.

"Hahaha! Good grandson, look who your imperial grandfather brought you!" Wang Jingyuan was in a great mood, his laughter shaking the dust off the ceiling of the hall.

Hearing this, Wang Hao stood up from the dragon throne and took a closer look.

Although the bones of Ye Chen, who had been thrown onto the ground, were completely shattered, the fire of resentment in his eyes still burned fiercely. Seeing Wang Hao, he endured the intense pain, gritted his teeth, and prepared to curse out loud: "Wang Hao! You incompetent tyrant! You only rely on the protection of your ancestors..."

Ye Chen didn't even get to finish his lines.

An incredibly cold sword light suddenly flashed across the hall.

Wang Hao's movements were unbelievably fast. Without a single word of nonsense, without a trace of mockery, and without even a change in expression, the Son of Heaven's Sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed.

"Pfft!"

A head fell to the ground, and blood sprayed out like a fountain. Ye Chen's head, full of resentment and unwillingness, rolled down the steps. His eyes were still staring fixedly, as if he couldn't believe he had just died like this.

It all happened so fast that even the five Void Realm ancestors didn't have time to react.

Ye Chen's master froze for a second before letting out a mournful roar: "You brat, how dare you! You beast, you actually dared to kill my beloved disciple. I will eat your flesh raw..."

"Slap!"

A crisp slap rang out. Third Grandfather Wang Jingxuan slapped Ye Chen's master across the face, directly knocking out half of the old man's teeth. He snorted coldly, "Old thing, have you been at the Qingyun Sect for so long that you forgot how to speak to the Emperor? If you dare to keep barking, I'll pull your tongue out!"

At this moment, Wang Hao did not stop his actions just because he had chopped off Ye Chen's head.

Holding the dripping Son of Heaven's Sword, he walked expressionlessly to Ye Chen's headless corpse.

"Pfft!" He thrust the sword precisely into the left side of the corpse's chest, right where the heart was.

He pulled out the sword.

"Pfft!" Another thrust, viciously stabbing into the right side of the corpse's chest, and he even twisted it twice with force.

After doing all this, Wang Hao finally let out a long sigh of relief. Satisfied, he sheathed the Son of Heaven's Sword and took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood splatters off his hands.

The five ancestors looked at each other, their faces full of question marks.

Wang Jingyuan couldn't help but ask, "Good grandson, what... what are you doing? You already chopped off his head, why mutilate the corpse?"

Wang Hao turned around, looked at his confused imperial grandfather, and explained solemnly, "Imperial Grandfather, there is something you do not know. People like this, who have profound fortune and repeatedly survive great disasters, are the most prone to bizarre occurrences. When dealing with them, you absolutely cannot waste words. If you can use your hands, never use your mouth, because 'villains die from talking too much'... Ahem, I mean, delays bring complications!"

Pointing at the corpse on the ground, Wang Hao continued his practical teaching: "Decapitation is the first step. But for some who practice evil arts, their hearts can still jump around, so you have to stab the left chest. As for why I stabbed the right chest... that's in case this kid is born different and his heart is on the right side. Only by taking this two-pronged approach can we ensure he is completely dead, without even the chance of a zombie resurrection!"

"We still have to burn him to ashes later."

Hearing Wang Hao's "finishing blow theory," Ye Chen's master trembled with anger on the ground, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at this little tyrant. Too ruthless! He didn't even let him say his last words, and after killing him, he even stabbed both sides of his chest. How could there be an emperor in this world with such a meticulous and deranged mind?!

Wang Hao didn't even look at the old man. Did you think you were a Child of Destiny? You don't even deserve a finishing blow! Later, you will be hung from the city gate tower and subjected to death by a thousand cuts, letting those ambitious schemers see the fate of rebelling against the Great Zhou court.

Meanwhile, after hearing this, Wang Jingyuan and the other four ancestors instantly flashed back through the thousand-year history of Great Xia, recalling those incredibly hard-to-kill "people of fortune" who could always break their limits and turn the tables in desperate situations.

"Good! Well said that delays bring complications! Well said that his heart might be on the right side!" Wang Jingyuan's gaze toward Wang Hao contained no blame; instead, it was filled with fondness and admiration.

An emperor should possess such ruthless determination to pull up the weeds by the roots and such meticulousness to leave no blind spots! With such a ruthless descendant, why worry about Great Xia not prospering!

Just as Wang Hao finished showing off and the ancestors felt deeply gratified.

The world suddenly changed color!

Above the capital, which was originally a clear, cloudless sky, dark clouds as thick as splashed ink began to roll in. The clouds hung so low they seemed ready to crush the glazed tiles of the imperial palace. Fierce winds howled, and the thousand-year-old ancient trees outside Ganquan Palace were bent over, letting out mournful wails.

"Crack—!"

A blinding, blood-red bolt of lightning tore through the sky. Immediately after, the depths of the dark clouds slowly split open, as if an immensely massive, cold, and emotionless eye was staring fixedly at Wang Hao below.

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Child of Great Destiny.]

[Ding! The system has extracted all of Ye Chen's remaining destiny and transferred it to the host.]

Wang Hao was overjoyed in his heart: "Hahaha! As expected of the system, now I am a Child of Destiny too! The sky is making such a huge commotion, could it be that the Heavenly Dao sees my exceptional talent and is preparing to send down auspicious omens to officially recognize my status as a 'Child of Destiny'?"

However, the system's next bucket of cold water chilled him to the bone.

[Ding! Warning! Although the host possesses destiny at the level of a Child of Destiny of the Great Dao, your actions have severely interfered with the predetermined trajectory. You have not been recognized by the Heavenly Dao of this world. The Heavenly Dao has locked onto the host and is about to send down an obliteration lightning tribulation!]

The smile on Wang Hao's face froze instantly, his mouth twitching madly.

"Not recognized? Then all this lightning in the sky is meant to strike me?! System, your grandmother, what use are you to me!" Wang Hao cursed loudly in his mind.

[Ding! Host, do not panic. With this system, given time, you will surely surpass the Heavenly Dao and trample the universe underfoot...]

"Stop painting me a pipe dream! Tell me how to break out of this current situation first!" Wang Hao looked at the densely packed, seemingly endless lightning in the sky, his scalp going numb.

[Ding! The current version of the system cannot directly intervene with the Heavenly Tribulation. Host, please figure out a solution on your own.]

"Damn it!"

At this moment, within the dark clouds outside the main hall, nearly ten thousand silver lightning snakes as thick as a grown man's arm were already slithering about. The terrifying pressure of Heaven and Earth made everyone present feel as though they were suffocating.

Gulp. Wang Hao swallowed hard. He could clearly sense that the destructive power contained within each lightning snake was equivalent to a full-force strike from a martial artist in the Fifth Realm! It was exactly one major cultivation realm higher than his current strength! If that struck him down, not even his ashes would remain!

Wang Jingyuan gazed up at the thunderclouds in the sky, his eyes narrowing slightly. Instead of showing fear, he took a step forward and shielded Wang Hao behind him.

"Do not fear, my good grandson!" Wang Jingyuan's voice boomed like a massive bronze bell, exuding an endless, domineering might. "The royal secret archives have long recorded this. This is the Heavenly Dao's backlash for killing someone with great destiny! Back in the day, several breathtakingly brilliant ancestors of our Wang family perished under this exact kind of inexplicable lightning tribulation. Today, with your Imperial Grandfather here, even if the sky falls, I will hold it up for you!"

Hiding behind his grandfather's broad back, Wang Hao was so moved that he almost burst into tears, but inwardly, he was frantically complaining: My dearest grandfather! If you knew about this bullshit rule, you should have said something earlier! If you had spoken up just one second sooner, I would have made Wei Zhongxian deliver that killing blow!

Standing off to the side, Wei Zhongxian, who had already slumped to the ground in sheer terror, inexplicably let out a loud, violent shiver, feeling a sudden, eerie chill run down the back of his neck.