Chapter 372: The Throne Is Taken in Turns, Now It’s My Turn

Chapter 372: Chapter 372: The Throne Is Taken in Turns, Now It’s My Turn

Lin Meng looked at Nangong Xue and said bluntly, "He slept with my daughter. You tell me, do I know him?"

’He slept with her daughter?’

When the other girls heard this, they all gritted their teeth. ’That rabbit, he’s gone and found himself another sister!’

Wang Luyao gritted her teeth and said, "Where is Ye Feng? We want to teach him a lesson."

The other girls nodded in agreement.

Lin Meng said languidly, "You all should just stay here. Ye Feng is busy with important matters. Also, let me tell you this: from now on, don’t compete with my daughter for Ye Feng. I’m laying down the law right here—Ye Feng must spend the night with my daughter at least once a week. If any of you dare to break this rule, don’t blame me for getting rough."

The girls were speechless.

...

「Meanwhile.」

「The Imperial Palace.」

「Hall of Mental Cultivation.」

A middle-aged man in a dragon robe sat at the head of the hall, drinking tea.

The emperor of the Great Xia Empire, Long Ao.

In a seat below his sat a man in ornate robes.

It was none other than Prince Zhenkun, Long Xiaotian.

Long Xiaotian looked at Long Ao and said coldly, "Your Majesty, that bastard Ye Feng ordered the destruction of the Martial Association and killed countless people. That murderer must be brought to justice. I implore Your Majesty to issue the order to execute his entire clan."

Long Ao put down his teacup, looked at Long Xiaotian, and offered a gentle smile. "My dear Imperial Brother, Ye Feng is my Prince Consort. Even if he has done wrong, we cannot kill him, don’t you agree?"

Long Xiaotian looked at Long Ao and said calmly, "And what if I insist that you kill him?"

A flash of anger crossed Long Ao’s eyes, but it vanished as quickly as it appeared. He looked at Long Xiaotian and chuckled. "And what if I refuse?"

Long Xiaotian laughed as well. "Then, I suppose I’ll just have to take your seat and issue the order myself."

Long Ao stared at Long Xiaotian. "Are you trying to usurp the throne?"

Long Xiaotian gave a cold smile. "You’ve been on that throne long enough. It’s my turn to have a seat."

Long Ao chuckled. "Long Xiaotian, did you really think I wouldn’t dare to move against you just because you’re my brother?"

Before he could finish speaking, a troop of Imperial Guards rushed in.

Long Ao pointed at Long Xiaotian, his expression turning icy. "Seize this treasonous rebel."

The guards shouted their assent and charged toward Long Xiaotian.

But in the next moment, several shadowy figures appeared like flashes of lightning and set upon the Imperial Guards.

A series of piercing screams followed. One by one, the Imperial Guards were sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto the floor. They struggled for a moment, but not a single one managed to get back up.

Seeing the men in black standing before Long Xiaotian, Long Ao’s face turned cold. "Long Xiaotian, how dare you act so outrageously in the Hall of Mental Cultivation! You truly have a death wish!"

Long Xiaotian burst into loud laughter. "Long Ao, what can you possibly do to me?"

Long Ao chuckled as well. "Long Xiaotian, did you really think my Great Xia Empire has no hidden masters? You’re sorely mistaken. You’re not worthy to act so presumptuously here!"

With that, he roared, "Where is the Dragon Guardian!"

"This old servant is here!"

As soon as Long Ao’s voice fell, an ancient voice echoed from outside the hall, followed by the sound of unhurried footsteps.

THUMP... THUMP!

The footsteps sounded casual, but each step landed like a heavy hammer on everyone’s heart, making them feel as if their chests would burst.

In the next moment, an old man appeared at the entrance of the hall. He wore simple patched robes, and his white hair was a mess, making him look like an old vagrant. But the instant he appeared, a terrifying pressure permeated the air, and the temperature in the entire hall dropped abruptly.

The old man took a casual step forward and, in the next instant, appeared in the center of the hall as if he were a phantom.

Everyone’s pupils contracted. ’Shrinking the ground to an inch!’

’This was clearly a master!’

Just then, the old man bowed to Long Ao and said calmly, "Xuanyuan Cheng, at your service, Your Majesty."

The Dragon Guardian of the Great Xia Empire, Xuanyuan Cheng!

"But... aren’t you supposed to be dead?" Long Xiaotian’s eyes flew wide when he saw Xuanyuan Cheng.

Long Ao looked at Long Xiaotian and chuckled. "If I hadn’t spread the news of his death, how else would you have shown your true colors?"

Then, he looked at Xuanyuan Cheng and ordered coldly, "Seize him."

Xuanyuan Cheng nodded and walked toward Long Xiaotian.

The men in black flashed forward to block Xuanyuan Cheng, standing in front of Long Xiaotian. One of them said coldly, "If you want to touch the Prince, you’ll have to get through us first."

But before the words had even left their mouths, Xuanyuan Cheng’s body flickered, and he was already in front of them. He raised his right palm and slammed it down fiercely.

With a deafening CRACK, the four men in black at the front were slammed into the very floor. They died instantly, without even a chance to scream.

Xuanyuan Cheng spoke with cold indifference, "Noisy."

The remaining men in black stared at Xuanyuan Cheng, their pupils contracting sharply. ’He’s that powerful?’

At that moment, Long Ao looked at Long Xiaotian and chuckled. "Let me tell you something. The Dragon Guardian was in seclusion for three years. He is now a Tier One Martial Immortal and the number one expert in the Great Xia Empire. You think you can act so brazenly with just these lackeys of yours? You’re dreaming!"

In the next instant, his expression turned frigid. "Long Xiaotian, I’m not ignorant of your actions over the years. On the contrary, I am perfectly aware of everything.

"Because we were born of the same mother, I have tolerated your behavior again and again. But you have only grown more audacious, to the point of attempting to usurp the throne. How can I possibly spare you this time!"

With that, he looked at Xuanyuan Cheng and said coldly, "Dragon Guardian, take him down."

Xuanyuan Cheng nodded, and with a flash, he lunged toward Long Xiaotian.

The men in black on either side tried to intercept him, but they were forced back by Xuanyuan Cheng’s terrifying pressure, unable to get even a single step closer.

They could only watch helplessly as Xuanyuan Cheng appeared before Long Xiaotian and reached for his arm.

But to everyone’s astonishment, faced with Xuanyuan Cheng’s attack, Long Xiaotian remained seated, still sipping his tea leisurely, without a trace of panic on his face.

Long Ao realized something was wrong. He was about to warn Xuanyuan Cheng, but it was too late. A dark figure had abruptly appeared in front of Long Xiaotian, raising a hand to strike at Xuanyuan Cheng’s own.

Following a deafening explosion, Long Ao could only watch as Xuanyuan Cheng was sent flying backward. He crashed heavily to the floor, opened his mouth, and spewed a mouthful of blood.

Heavily injured in a single blow.

Long Ao was so shocked he shot to his feet.

Long Xiaotian held his teacup, took a sip, and looked at Long Ao with a chuckle. "You have a trump card, but did you think I wouldn’t have one of my own? After all these years, did you really think I came unprepared? You have severely underestimated me!"

Long Ao stared at the old man in red robes standing before Long Xiaotian and asked coldly, "And who might you be?"

Long Xiaotian chuckled. "Have you ever heard of the Death Guard? They are the death commandos I’ve trained. And this man is their commander, Xiong Hai.

"Oh, and by the way, he’s already a Tier Three Martial Immortal. So your useless piece of shit Dragon Guardian, at his measly Tier One, is completely useless!"

Long Xiaotian took another sip of tea, a wide grin on his face as he looked at Long Ao. "Do you have any other trump cards? Come on, bring them out. If you don’t have any..."

In the next instant, his expression turned to ice. "Then you will get the hell down from that throne, immediately."

"You..." Long Ao’s face instantly turned ashen.

Long Xiaotian sneered. "What, still not willing to step down? Well then, I’ll just have to use force."

With that, he glanced at Xiong Hai beside him and said calmly, "Commander Xiong, go and drag him down for me."

Xiong Hai acknowledged the order with a grunt and walked toward Long Ao.