Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

"Do I need to explain myself to you? You're not worthy!"

Xiao Yi looked at Duan Kuangdao and the others with an expressionless face, his scorn and derision not at all concealed.

Let alone now that he had the strength comparable to the Earth Venerate Realm, even before his breakthrough, these men were not his match and didn't warrant his attention.

If it hadn't been for the establishment of the Daqian Dynasty and the need to maintain domestic stability, he would have eradicated the nine major sects long ago.

Duan Kuangdao and the others exchanged glances, their faces turning from green to pale.

They were furious beyond measure.

Yet they could only forcibly contain their anger.

After all.

Xiao Yi had just effortlessly killed Cai Hexin of the Nine Nirvana Rebirth Realm, how could they dare to make a move against him?

Unlike Duan Kuangdao and the others who were confused and frightened, the Shadow Demon and his entourage had a different reaction.

Seeing Xiao Yi's tyrannical and strong manner, after dealing with Cai Hexin, they all showed looks of satisfaction and excitement.

During the period when Xiao Yi was absent...

Cai Hexin made alliances far and wide, uniting several major sects, except for the fearful Three Seas Mountain and the loyal Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, while ignoring the commands from Shadow Demon and the other Hall Masters of Xiaoshanhe Institute.

Moreover, he often went against the Shadow Demon and others, even sending people to disrupt the Xiaoshanhe Institute disciples' training in the Beast Emperor Sea.

Especially one month ago...

When the news came that Xiao Yi was trapped in Yunmeng Marsh and many strong figures from Nantian Dynasty gathered, hoping to take Xiao Yi's life, they acted even more brazenly, without any scruples.

Everyone had been enduring for a long time.

Now that Xiao Yi had returned...

The first thing he did was to slay the main culprit, Cai Hexin, which truly delighted everyone.

Gurgle!

Duan Kuangdao and the others exchanged looks, knowing that with Xiao Yi's return, they absolutely could not confront him head-on. They then said solemnly, "Xiao, although you are the head of Xiaoshanhe Institute and a King of Daqian Dynasty, we are also meritorious servants who have made considerable contributions to Daqian Dynasty. To kill us just because we disagree with you is perhaps a bit too tyrannical?"

"Xiao, ever since we joined Xiaoshanhe Institute, we have exhausted our efforts for its expansion. Doing this really disheartens us!"

"Mr. Cai's death must be explained to us!"

The crowd spoke up one after another.

There is safety in numbers.

In their view...

The strength of Xiaoshanhe Institute would be nowhere without them.

Xiao Yi's killing of Cai Hexin was just to set an example. As long as they were not cowed, they believed they could force Xiao Yi to back down and treat them with respect, just as at the beginning of Daqian Dynasty's establishment when Xiao Yi did not dare to touch them.

Xiao Yi's gaze swept over Duan Kuangdao and the others, his lips curving into a cruel, cold smile as he said indifferently, "You truly don't know whether you are dead or alive! I already gave you your last chance, and you still dare to threaten me?"

"Hm?"

"You, what do you want to do?" Their expressions changed, looking incredulously at Xiao Yi.

Duan Kuangdao felt a chill all over his body, a bone-deep coldness overtaking him, causing a layer of frost to form on his face. He pointed at Xiao Yi, gritting his teeth and saying, "Xiao Yi, I admit your strength is strong. But don't forget, the strength of Xiaoshanhe Institute is impossible without us. If we call upon our former disciples to leave, the strength of Xiaoshanhe Institute will be decimated, you…"

As he spoke, Duan Kuangdao pointed a finger at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi simply shook his head lightly without letting him finish, "I don't like people pointing their fingers at me!"

"Hm?"

Duan Kuangdao was startled.

His face changed drastically, but before he could retract his finger, it was too late. He heard a crack, and Xiao Yi had broken off his entire finger. Blood sprayed from the severed finger as Duan Kuangdao screamed in agony.

"Duan…"

The powerful figures' faces changed dramatically; they hadn't seen how Xiao Yi had made his move, their eyes filled with fear, "Xiao, please spare us…"

"Xiao, we were foolish…we were misled by Duan Kuangdao and Cai Hexin, please forgive us this time…"

The once haughty figures were now trembling in fear, kneeling on the ground.

Xiao Yi's expression remained unchanging, his gaze sharp as a knife's edge as he spoke plainly, "Xiaoshanhe Institute will be the cornerstone of Daqian Dynasty. You have attempted to undermine its foundation, and you all deserve to die!"

"No, don't kill us…"

"We truly realize our mistake…"

The looks on everyone's faces mixed with desperation and coldness, as they banged their heads on the ground.

Xiao Yi remained indifferent.

His eyes narrowed into a slit, gazing at the disciples of Xiaoshanhe Institute before him, he spoke coldly, "All disciples of Xiaoshanhe Institute must be unified and loyal. If I find anyone attempting to undermine the foundation of Xiaoshanhe Institute again, this will be their fate!"

As his words fell.

An astonishing Sword Qi burst forth from Xiao Yi, with blue sword light forming a circular blue sword pattern on both the ground and the sky.

Hum!

Hum!

The sword pattern vibrated, and Sword Qi poured out in every direction.

The cold blue light shone over Duan Kuangdao and the others, giving their faces an especially eerie look.

Amid a series of puffing sounds.

Blood and severed heads flew together into the firmament.

When everything calmed down,

every strong practitioner involved in this matter had been completely slaughtered.

For a moment,

the martial arts field was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The strong practitioners killed in this battle numbered over a thousand!

Nearly a hundred of them were in the Nirvana Realm alone, a force that even the Daqian Dynasty couldn't underestimate, but now, they had turned into ashes.

Thoroughly erased from this world.

Hu!

Xiao Yi let out a long breath of foul air, his gaze sweeping over the silent crowd of strong practitioners, many of whom were disciples from various large sects.

They too were worried Xiao Yi would turn his anger towards them.

Xiao Yi spoke calmly, "I know some of you are reluctant to stay in the Xiaoshanhe Institute. I will give you a chance to choose. If you're unwilling to stay, you may leave, and I won't make things difficult for you. But if you choose to stay, once you harbor different intentions, don't blame me, Xiao Yi, for being merciless!"

Hum!

An icy oppressive aura locked down the entire martial arts field.

The strong practitioners looked at each other.

"I, I withdraw..."

"I am withdrawing too..."

In a moment, more than fifty thousand people chose to leave.

In the past,

these people did whatever they pleased, protected by the strong practitioners of the large sects. Now without that protection, fearing retribution, they naturally didn't want to stay.

Xiao Yi did not try to retain them, looking at Yu Huaxian instead, "Huaxian, register their identities, and remove them from the list of disciples."

"Yes!"

Yu Huaxian immediately took people forward to register these fifty thousand plus people.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yi turned to the remaining disciples, the corners of his mouth slightly turning up as he said, "Since you have chosen to stay, naturally, I cannot treat you unfairly."

With a wave of Xiao Yi's hand...

Swoosh!

A torrent of golden light burst forth.

The Cloud Dream Temple, once as small as a grain of rice, gradually enlarged, transforming into a towering temple that obscured the sky.

Hiss...

"What is this?"

"What a terrifying palace, how did it appear?"

"This is simply the method of a god..."

The crowd looked up at the great temple that blocked out the sky, their eyes filled with shock.

Xiao Yi declared loudly, "This is the Cloud Dream Temple, once the royal palace of the Yunmeng Demon Emperor, the ruler of the Yunmeng Dynasty. It contains countless treasures and legacies accumulated by the Yunmeng Dynasty over countless years. All disciples of the Xiaoshanhe Institute may enter to seek their fortunes!"

As soon as the voice faded,

a series of treasure lights suddenly appeared above the Cloud Dream Temple.

Sixth-layer Yuan weapons, seventh-layer Yuan weapons, eighth-layer Yuan weapons...

Secret techniques, elixirs, supreme treasures...

Countless priceless treasures, all suspended above the Cloud Dream Temple—these were the treasures amassed by the Yunmeng Dynasty over countless years. Many of these treasures were even enough to move the hearts of the strong practitioners of the Longevity Secret Realm.

"So many treasures..."

"Look, that looks like an eighth-layer Yuan weapon..."

"Isn't that the legendary Spirit of Longevity?"

The strong practitioners were dumbstruck with shock.

The Shadow Demon and others were ecstatic, "Can we all enter the Cloud Dream Temple to seek opportunities?"

"Doesn't that mean we have a chance to obtain these treasures?"

"Hahaha, thank you, Xiao!"

"Long live Xiao..."

The crowd shouted loudly.

Like that, the Xiaoshanhe Institute from top to bottom, completely devoted their allegiance to Xiao Yi!

Among the crowd...

The fifty thousand who had just chosen to leave were dumbfounded, their guts turning green with regret, heartrendingly beating their chests and stamping their feet, their mournful and remorseful gazes turning to Yu Huaxian and others, "Can, can we change our minds?"

"I wish to continue staying in the Xiaoshanhe Institute..."

Faced with these fifty thousand practitioners whose attitudes had changed dramatically, Yu Huaxian's lips slightly curled up, a cold smile on his face laced with thick mockery, "Are you perhaps thinking of eating farts?"