I, the Villain, Become Invincible the More Descendants I Have

Chapter 138 The Pill Cultivation Clown Disrupts the Show, the Head of the Imperial Medical Academy Returns to His PostThe news of the pacification of Tianyao City spread across the entire Southern Region within three days, as if it had grown wings.

The once arrogant Qingyun Dynasty had completely collapsed. The last emperor, Qingyun Lie, died vomiting blood from extreme anger, the empty shell of the Medicine God was reduced to an ordinary child, and Wanyao Valley was left without a leader.

The scattered remnants still resisting, upon hearing the news, packed their bags overnight; they either opened their gates to surrender or took their funds and fled, and not a single one dared to stand up and resist.

On the day Emperor Cao Xukun led the 300,000-strong Xuan Armor Army back to Qingyun City, the entire population poured out to welcome them, lining the streets.

From the city gates to the City Lord’s Mansion, the ten-mile-long street was filled with flowers and fine wine. The people held signs reading ”Long Live Emperor Xuan” and their cheers were deafening.

”Your Majesty Emperor Xuan, you have worked hard!”

”Thank you, Your Majesty, for pacifying the war and restoring peace to us!”

”Your Majesty is our second parent!”

Emperor Cao Xukun sat upright on the Nine-Dragon Chariot, his black dragon robe fluttering in the wind. The pressure of his late-stage Golden Immortal cultivation was contained within him, yet he naturally exuded the imperial majesty of one looking down upon all living beings. He raised his hand to wave at the people. Wherever he passed, the people knelt in succession, their eyes filled with fanatical worship.

Upon returning to the City Lord’s Mansion, the first order of business was to deal with the remaining disciples of Wanyao Valley.

General Black Tiger marched into the main hall, escorting the trussed-up Great Elder Yao Qianchen and several hundred core disciples of Wanyao Valley. He said in a rough voice, ”Your Majesty! All the disciples of Wanyao Valley have been brought here! Except for a few who resisted and were beheaded, the rest are all here!”

Great Elder Yao Qianchen’s hair was disheveled and his clothes were tattered, but he still held his neck stiffly, his face full of defiance. ”Emperor Cao Xukun! Don’t get cocky! My Wanyao Valley has a heritage of one hundred thousand years; how could we ever truly submit to a martial artist from the mortal realm like you! Even if you kill us, more alchemy cultivators will rise up to resist you!”

”Oh? Is that so?” Emperor Cao Xukun picked up his teacup, took a gentle sip, and spoke in a calm tone, ”It seems you still haven’t recognized the reality. The Qingyun Dynasty is gone, and the Medicine God you take such pride in has become an ordinary person. Now, the entire Southern Region belongs to Great Xuan. Since you won’t submit, are you planning to rebel alongside dead men?”

”I...” Great Elder Yao Qianchen was left speechless, his face turning pale and then red.

Just then, a burst of arrogant laughter suddenly came from outside the hall, piercing through the entire structure. ”Hahaha! Well said! Wanyao Valley has a heritage of one hundred thousand years; how could it submit to a wild cultivator from the mortal realm!”

As the words fell, a red figure broke through the air and landed directly in the center of the main hall. This person wore a crimson Daoist robe embroidered with alchemy furnace patterns, stepped on a bronze alchemy furnace burning with raging alchemy fire, had fire-red hair, and his eyes flashed with the light of alchemy fire. His whole body was surrounded by countless alchemy runes, and his aura of arrogance was maxed out to the level of an alchemy furnace.

”I am Dan Wuji, the Chief Alchemy Master under the Crown Prince of the Central Dynasty, the Son of Destiny of Alchemy ordained by the Heavenly Dao!” The man crossed his arms, his chin lifted high, looking at everyone present through his nostrils. ”On the orders of His Highness the Crown Prince, I have come to take over Wanyao Valley!”

”Emperor Cao Xukun, if you know what’s good for you, hand over the shennong cauldron, the shennong materia medica, and all the disciples of Wanyao Valley immediately. Then, cripple your own alchemy cultivation and kneel before me to kowtow three times, and I might spare your dog life! Otherwise, I will trigger the Heavenly Punishment of Alchemy and burn your Qingyun City to scorched earth!”