#733 - Chapter 733 Killing a Chicken to Honor the Monkey
In another world, Emperor Luo sat upon his throne of bones, a furious expression on his face, silently glaring at the figures below.
The assembled ministers below didn't even dare to breathe, sitting trembling in their respective positions, afraid of being accidentally caught in the crossfire.
After a long while, Emperor Luo finally spoke, "Are you all aware of the battle with Emperor Yue?"
Upon hearing Emperor Luo's words, the crowd breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Countless experiences had taught them that Emperor Luo was a hundred times more terrifying when silent than when speaking.
"In response, Your Imperial Majesty, your subordinates are all aware of the matter," the crowd replied cautiously.
However, compared to their previous trembling, their voices were much improved.
"What are your thoughts?" Emperor Luo asked, without making any clear statement.
The ministers looked at each other, and after a long pause, one of them stepped forward.
"Your Imperial Majesty, those people of the Immortal Realm are truly detestable and should be eradicated, leaving none alive."
"Emperor Yue took so many elite puppet soldiers, yet he still ended up in such a state; there is only one possibility, and that is that he did not exert himself fully."
"If your subordinates were to go, we would certainly teach those people of the Immortal Realm how to behave!"
This emperor who spoke clearly had a personal feud with Emperor Yue and was taking advantage of this opportunity to make things difficult for him.
However, he was unaware that Emperor Yue was already dead.
"Oh? How would you save the situation? Tell me about it," Emperor Luo asked, his eyes narrowing dangerously at the mention of his beloved general's reputation.
"This…" Fine beads of cold sweat trickled down the forehead of this high-ranking emperor, as he also began to sense that something was amiss.
He stammered, unsure of what to say.
"Hm?" Emperor Luo's brows furrowed, his voice rising at the end, seeing that the emperor was stammering and unable to utter a word.
"This subordinate is willing to lead puppet soldiers to the Immortal Realm to avenge our world!" the emperor blurted out, seeing that Emperor Luo was pressing him relentlessly and he had no way to retreat.
"Impossible! You? You want to lead my puppet soldiers?"
"Your Imperial Majesty, this subordinate is innocent…" Hearing that he was to be subjected to the punishment of soul severance, the emperor immediately collapsed to the ground, his face drained of all color.
"Take him away!" Emperor Luo said expressionlessly, not in the mood to listen to the man's slightest defense.
"Crack!"
"Crackle!"
Two loud sounds rang out, followed by a heart-wrenching scream.
Upon hearing the scream, the crowd couldn't help but narrow their eyes.
Even the most foolish among them could easily guess the miserable state of the emperor who had just been dragged out.
Soon, the executioner, having completed his task, entered to report to Emperor Luo.
The emperor, who had been full of life just moments before, was now decapitated, the executioner carrying in his entire head.
When he unveiled the bloody head with a silk cloth, the scene elicited a collective gasp.
The reason being that a faint wisp of black gas swirled around the bloody head, and within the black gas, faint mottled patterns could be seen.
This was an external manifestation of both soul locking and soul severance.
Seeing this scene, many people were momentarily stunned.
To be precise, they were shocked by Emperor Luo's brutal methods.
No matter how bad the deceased emperor was, he had once been a key minister of Emperor Luo, working tirelessly for him.
Yet when something happened, Emperor Luo showed no mercy, killing him without hesitation.
Such an Emperor Luo sent chills down their spines.
Emperor Luo seemed to appreciate the growing fear in everyone's eyes.
He sat high on the bone throne, a smile on his face, quietly enjoying everyone's embarrassment and fear.
Only then did he speak indifferently: "Zhang Di was disobedient and rebellious, and now he has been brought to justice."
"You, need not fear!"
"It's just that the attack on the Immortal Realm needs to be accelerated. Who do you think would be suitable to send?"
As Emperor Luo's words fell, everyone looked at each other in dismay.
They looked at each other, but no one was willing to speak up.
The previous battle with Emperor Yue had already caused many soldiers to lose their confidence.
If they volunteered this time, they certainly wouldn't end up in a good situation.
If they did well, it would be fine, but if they didn't, they would lose their lives and heads.
Looking around, Emperor Luo saw that no one responded, and he immediately flew into a rage.
Seeing that no one answered in the end, Emperor Luo personally pointed at Emperor Yu and said.
"Emperor Yu, you shall take 10,000 puppet soldiers and 100,000 ordinary soldiers, and you must seize Nan Yun Continent."
"Our Otherworld cannot suffer another defeat. I entrust this first and foremost task to you."
"If you do well, I will reward you handsomely!" Emperor Luo said, immediately ordering his attendants to bring Emperor Yu the military tokens.
There were two sides to the military tokens. One side was white, used to command ordinary soldiers.
The other side was yellow, used to command puppet soldiers.
Emperor Yu received the military appointment token, but he didn't feel a trace of joy.
Whether this military token was a symbol of promotion or a death warrant, no one could say for sure.
If he failed, he would lose his life; he couldn't afford to gamble, nor could he afford to lose.
But just as he was about to decline, Emperor Luo cut him off with a single sentence.
"Go, depart as soon as possible. The soldiers and puppet soldiers are all prepared. There must be no mistakes!"
Compared to the previous discussion, this was a blatant order.
No matter how oblivious Emperor Yu was, he could not fail to see such a strong warning and command.
He could only force a bitter smile, lower his head in obedience, and quickly led the ordinary soldiers and puppet soldiers out.
Seeing that everyone had left, Emperor Luo finally felt the weight in his heart lift.
Looking at the people in the hall at this time, he suddenly found them more pleasing to the eye, and immediately said: "You may all withdraw, and each of you shall transcribe the 'Sutra of Shared Hearts' 30,000 times and deliver it to my palace within three days."
"You must complete this small task on time and on schedule."
"Otherwise, I have plenty of ways to make you wish you were dead, and we'll try them one by one."
"Yes!"
"Thank you for Your Imperial Majesty's grace, thank you for Your Imperial Majesty's great virtue."
Everyone was overjoyed upon hearing Emperor Luo's words and immediately thanked him.
It wasn't that they were stupid, but that this was the lightest of all punishments.
"Go, go, withdraw. Don't stay in front of me and be an eyesore," Emperor Luo said, waving his hand, annoyed by the constantly swaying people, now that the troublesome matter in his heart had been resolved.
Hearing that they could leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts.
Staying in the hall for one more minute meant one more hidden danger to their lives.
It was better to leave as soon as possible.
