Scum Of The Demonic Sect

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Killing the Emperor (Part Two)

Li Shuntian instantly froze the two of them into ice pops. Liu Yang was so frightened he couldn't speak. At this moment, he truly believed that the Ninth Prince had returned after completing his studies.

Yue Haixia, standing to the side, didn't seem to notice much about this move. It was just a freezing technique, something that most cultivators at the mid-stage of Qi Refining could do.

"Who gave you permission to do this?" Li Shuntian questioned.

"This...this humble servant doesn't know either. I have no...no authority to interfere here. Everything is handled by Steward Ma!" Liu Yang said fearfully. He didn't know the strength of the Immortal Masters, only that the Ninth Prince was no longer the same as before.

"Yue Haixia, take care of my mother. Liu Yang, where is my brother who became emperor?" Li Shuntian demanded directly.

Upon hearing that they needed to see the Emperor, Liu Yang immediately shouted, "At this time, we should summon the civil and military officials to the Qiankun Palace!"

"Good!"

Li Shuntian shouted, then grabbed Liu Yang and flew up.

Liu Yang had never flown before, and seeing himself in mid-air, he trembled with fear.

Lin Haoming knew Li Shuntian was seeking revenge, so he followed him to see what kind of emperor this world was like.

The Qiankun Palace wasn't far, and the three arrived in no time.

The guards stationed at the Qiankun Palace were startled to see three figures flying in from the sky. However, being palace servants, they knew the newcomers were likely immortal masters. The guards tried to stop them at the gate to inquire about their situation before letting them pass, but the newcomers had already tossed one of them out.

"Liu Yang, what are you doing?"

The emperor, seated on his throne, immediately reprimanded the man who had been thrown into the palace by Li Shuntian.

Before his words had even faded, Li Shuntian sneered, "Second Brother, you're really quite the show-off! Now that you're emperor, you think you're some kind of chosen one!"

"Ninth...Ninth Brother!" Upon seeing the person who spoke, the emperor on his throne, Li Yitian, twitched his eyelids.

"It's rare that you recognize me, Second Brother. I thought you'd long forgotten me!" Li Shuntian said disdainfully.

"Li Shuntian, now that His Highness the Second Prince is the Emperor, how dare you, as a subject, speak to the Emperor in such a tone? Kneel down!" At this moment, an elderly minister with gray hair stepped forward and directly reprimanded Li Shuntian.

Upon hearing this, Li Shuntian stretched out his hand, and a fireball shot out from it. The fireball landed squarely on the elderly minister who had spoken, instantly turning him into flames, and within moments, he was reduced to ashes.

"Ah!"

Upon witnessing this scene, many people cried out in surprise. At the same time, an old man, a burly man, and a woman appeared out of nowhere in front of Li Yitian, protecting him.

Li Shuntian glanced at his brother on the throne, completely ignoring the three men, and sneered, "I'm so sorry, Second Brother, I accidentally killed your father-in-law."

Li Yitian, seeing someone protecting him, recovered somewhat from his shock. Looking at Li Shuntian, he coldly said, "Li Shuntian, you've gone too far! Even if you've cultivated immortal techniques, I can't tolerate you! Guards, seize him!"

Li Yitian spoke, but the three didn't immediately attack. The woman, who looked to be in her thirties, looked at Li Shuntian and said, "Ninth Prince, now that you've joined the sect, you shouldn't concern yourself with worldly affairs. Sect rules forbid us from interfering in worldly matters!"

The old man, the strong man, and the woman were all cultivators, but their cultivation levels weren't high. The strongest woman was only at the eighth level of Qi Refining. And although she looked under thirty, she clearly had effective methods to preserve her youth; her true age was probably over sixty. Therefore, although all three were late-stage Qi Refining cultivators, none of them dared to actually attack.

Li Shuntian saw through this and sneered, "The sect does indeed have this rule, but it doesn't apply to avenging one's mortal relatives. Liu Yang, tell me, what has become of my mother?"

"The Empress Wang has been banished to the Cold Palace, bullied, and has become mentally impaired!" Liu Yang also realized that the Ninth Prince seemed to have considerable influence within the immortal sects; at least the three immortal masters protecting the Emperor dared not lay a hand on him.

Hearing this, the three exchanged glances. The woman hesitated for a moment before saying, "Princess Yongfu is now Senior Brother Qian's disciple. Junior Brother Li, please don't make things difficult for us!"

That so-called Senior Brother Qian was clearly the inner disciple in the Lingxiao Tower. No wonder these people would protect the Emperor and disregard Li Shuntian's mother.

Lin Haoming, who had been watching this drama unfold, seized the opportunity and said in a deep voice, "This is their family matter. If that Senior Brother Qian is not satisfied, let him come to me. This is Junior Brother Li's family matter, and I advise you not to meddle. I can guarantee that Junior Brother Li will not implicate others. As for the emperor, we can just find another one. With so many people in the Li family, there's no fear of not having a successor. You can continue to enjoy your wealth and glory!"

Lin Haoming possessed the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi Refining and was clearly very young, probably not even twenty years old. He was also dressed casually, and judging from his arrogant tone, the three subconsciously assumed that this man was likely a core disciple of the sect.

Although they were outer disciples, they knew very well that only disliked inner disciples were sent here to guard this place. Since even a core disciple had spoken, the three had no reason to object. Moreover, their senior brother had already given them a way out; refusing might anger him, and they didn't dare. The three simply stepped aside.

Seeing that a single sentence from him had silenced even the immortal masters protecting the emperor, the entire court didn't dare utter a sound, simply staring blankly at the Ninth Prince's next move.

A cold glint flashed in Li Shuntian's eyes as he tossed out an iron ball. The ball looked unremarkable, black, but with a casual flick of Li Shuntian's finger, it shot swiftly towards Li Yitian.

Li Yitian was struck as if by a meteor, instantly shattered, his entire body reduced to a pile of minced meat.

At this moment, the three so-called immortal masters exchanged glances upon witnessing this scene.

Li Shuntian's cultivation at the seventh level of Qi Refining couldn't fool them, but the mid-grade magic weapon he possessed was undeniable.

This was a mid-grade magic weapon; its power was self-evident. As outer disciples of the Blood Refining Sect, the three naturally knew its price; they couldn't afford it even in their entire lives in the sect. They were truly grateful for their earlier choice and thankful that this core inner disciple had given them face. Anyone else would probably have attacked immediately!

Lin Haoming, at this moment, also looked at the three cultivators with surprise. Just now, he suddenly felt three portions of merit enter his Merit Bead. He had already received the merit from Li Shuntian for his gratitude, and now there were three more—that meant only the three of them could have received it.

To receive merit like this was utterly ridiculous to Lin Haoming.