On the plaza, you could hear a pin drop.
All the cultivators kneeling on the ground felt their minds buzzing.
What had they just seen?
The Holy Lord...
The Holy Lord of the Puppet Heaven Holy Land, who stood at the pinnacle of the Great Xia cultivation world and looked down upon all living beings, was injured?
Heavily wounded in a single strike by that Foundation Establishment stage Su Ji?!
Li Fan knelt on one knee, the broadsword in his hand trembling slightly—not out of fear, but from an uncontrollable excitement.
He looked at Su Ji's back, his eyes burning with a fanatical fire.
As expected of the senior!
There were too many vulgar people in the world; how many could possess his discerning eyes to see the senior's terrifying power so early on?
How was this a Foundation Establishment cultivator?
This was clearly a peerless mighty figure playing a game in the mortal realm!
Su Jiu's pretty face was also written with shock at this moment.
She knew Su Ji was strong, but she hadn't realized he was this strong.
She knew better than anyone that Su Ji still had too many tricks he hadn't even used.
He had only practiced the Flowing Fire Art for a few days before tossing it aside to gather dust.
Invincible in the world...
His previous boast was actually... true?
To think she had pretended to resist these past few days, when in reality her heart had submitted long ago.
Looking at it now, even if she desperately resisted, she would only be effortlessly pinned against the wall by Su Ji...
As for the Blood Demon Sect, the Joyous Union Sect, and their ilk who had been clamoring just a moment ago, their faces were now ashen, their bodies trembling like leaves in the autumn wind.
Only the elder of the Green Sword Sect sat leisurely in his seat, grabbing a handful of the Acacia Sect's specialty red beans and tossing them into his mouth, chewing them with a crisp crunch.
"I should ask the Sect Master for some spiritual stones to spend later."
"Every other sect offended the Acacia Sect, and I was the only one who kowtowed on the spot."
"This kind of foresight, you have to know how to use it!"
"If they want to kowtow now, they'll have to line up."
...
The white smoke enveloping the plaza finally dissipated completely.
Su Ji's figure reappeared clearly before everyone's eyes.
He still had that lazy look on his face, even letting out a yawn.
It was not hard to see that the world-destroying strike just now was hardly his trump card.
He looked at the Holy Lord in the distance, whose aura was withering, and showed just the right amount of surprise on his face.
"Oh my."
He looked as if he had suddenly realized something.
"My bad, my bad."
"Young people are like this, striking without knowing their own strength."
"Are you okay?"
Su Ji's tone was full of "concern."
"If you die, who's going to pay me?"
"Also, look at this, just look at this."
He pointed to the bottomless, steaming giant crater beneath his feet.
"You broke the plaza for my sect's grand ceremony."
"You have to pay for this, too."
"Pfft—"
The Holy Lord of the Puppet Heaven Holy Land could no longer suppress his churning vitality and spat out a mouthful of blood.
He had lived for hundreds of years; what kind of humiliation had he not seen?
But to be heavily injured in one move and then have the other party point at his nose demanding compensation—this was a first!
The Holy Lord stared fixedly at Su Ji.
For the first time, a ferocious expression appeared on his ordinary face.
He wanted to attack.
But he didn't dare.
If he hadn't made a prompt decision to sever a part of himself...
That dark red flame would probably still be clinging to his bones like maggots, madly devouring his life force.
What kind of flame was this?
What kind of cultivation technique was this?
He couldn't figure it out.
"You..."
The Holy Lord had barely spoken a single word before Su Ji impatiently interrupted him.
"You what you?"
"Cut the crap, hurry up and pay me!"
"An IOU for one million top-grade spiritual stones, plus the maintenance fee for this plaza. I'll give you a discount and round it up: two million."
The crowd below felt their scalps go numb hearing this.
The Holy Lord took a deep breath. His intact left hand clenched tightly, his knuckles cracking from the force.
He forced himself to calm down.
"Fine."
After a long time, a dry word squeezed out from between his teeth.
He raised his head. In those murky eyes, there was no longer any of the majesty of a Holy Lord, only deep apprehension.
"Two million... This Seat will pay."
As soon as these words came out, the entire venue fell dead silent.
The Holy Lord... admitted defeat?
Hearing this, Su Ji also showed a bit of surprise on his face.
Why did he surrender just like that?
Shouldn't he be exasperated and shout: 'I invite the Sect Ancestor to come out of seclusion!'?
And what about your puppets? Let them out.
Give it your all!
The warm-up exercise just finished, okay?
However.
He, Su Ji, lacked many things, but he had plenty of virtues.
For example: he didn't like being pushy.
Since the guy had already yielded, he would spare his dog life.
This would also let the people from other sects see that they could buy their lives with spiritual stones.
"Then what are you spacing out for?"
Su Ji reached out his hand toward the Holy Lord.
"Hand it over."
The Holy Lord's face turned green and white.
How could he carry so many spiritual stones on him?
He gritted his teeth and took out a storage ring from his robes.
Then he poured the spiritual stones all over the ground.
"In here are one hundred thousand top-grade spiritual stones."
The Holy Lord's voice was terribly hoarse.
"Consider it a deposit."
"The rest, This Seat will send someone to deliver."
Su Ji directly slapped him across the face: "Still calling yourself 'This Seat'?"
"Put them back."
The Holy Lord dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, so he could only do as told and put the spiritual stones back.
Su Ji snatched the storage ring: "Hand it over."
"This will count as the deposit."
"Just one storage ring, so stingy?"
"I doubt your sincerity."
The Holy Lord covered his face and didn't speak again.
He just took a deep look at Su Ji.
He turned around, about to transform into a streak of light and leave.
"Wait."
Su Ji's voice rang out once again.
The Holy Lord's body stiffened. He whipped his head around, a trace of imperceptible killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"What else do you want?!"
"Don't misunderstand."
Su Ji waved his hand.
He pointed at the Second Elder, who was still kneeling on the ground.
"Shouldn't you take this person away too?"
Hearing this, the Second Elder immediately started yelling.
Although this might displease Su Ji, she would truly die if she went back to the Puppet Heaven Holy Land.
The Holy Lord couldn't beat Su Ji, but couldn't he beat her?
"Sect Master, do I still need to go undercover in the Holy Land?"
"I followed your instructions completely, not daring to miss a single line, and I even tricked the Holy Lord into coming here for you!"
"I have bled for the Acacia Sect!"
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
